The Tale of Genji

Minamoto Yorimitsu walked into Sensoji Temple against the drizzle.

This temple has been around for some years, and it was originally famous nearby.But more than ten years ago,? It seems that because of some inside information,? All the monks in it left, and this place became a wasteland.

This is all the news Minamoto Raimitsu inquired from the nearby villagers before.

Once you walk in, you will find weeds and moss everywhere.The building wouldn't fall into disrepair so quickly,? But the dust, cobwebs and other things caused by no one living inside, as well as the cold dampness, were unavoidable.

"Ah, what a coincidence." Minamoto Raimitsu said, "It rained for such a long time when we went out to eliminate demons, and there is no place nearby to shelter from the rain, so we can only wait here for one night La!"

The young warrior said so, and did so.

Minamoto lay down on the ground, closed his clothes and fell asleep.

Originally, she was the only one in the temple, other than that, there wasn't even a bug.It was still raining in the middle of the night, but there was more to it than the sound of rain.

It was in the dead of night, but a man dressed as a monk suddenly appeared beside Minamoto Raimitsu, with a thin thread like spider silk wrapped around his hand, waving his hand to cut Minamoto Raimitsu's neck.

Yuan Laiguang, who had been breathing evenly all the time, was one step faster than him. Her eyes hadn't opened yet, but her hands had already moved one step ahead.Taking advantage of the convenience of sleeping on the side, he took out the love sword knee pill that was pillowed under his neck in an instant, and swung it out without even thinking about it!

Naturally, there is no need to question the sharpness of the Genji Heavy Treasure. Besides, it has been attached with an unknown number of magic spells to ward off evil spirits.Minamoto Larimitsu got the first chance, naturally he was in a position to be invincible, followed by the spell that had been prepared long ago——she opened her eyes at this moment, and at the same time she jumped up, she also saw Maru cut things.

Yes, that's the only way to call it now.

Its upper body still looks like a male monk, but its lower body has completely mutated into a monster.

If I have to describe it, it's like cutting a person alive at the waist, and then connecting it to a huge black spider.

Minamoto Raimiko's previous knife cut the upper half of the human figure between the chest and abdomen. With the sharpness of the knee ball and the blessing of the spell, this ordinary human body was easily split into upper and lower parts by her.

But the body of this half-human was not separated, and what spewed out from the wound where the sword slashed was not the blood that should have been there, but thick white spider silk——this may not be a human body, but just a piece of blood. Zhang human skin.What is stuffed under this human skin is not the flesh and blood that a normal human body should have, but the spider silk that supports this human skin like cotton wool.

Even if it is cut into two parts, the spider silk can still stick the two parts of flesh and blood together.

Like a doll that is too poorly made.

"This man...was he eaten by you, or picked up by you?" Yuan Laiguang asked blankly.

This question doesn't really make sense.

It is quite normal for monsters to eat people... But Minamoto Raimitsu just wanted to ask.

How did that monk die?

That huge monster has strong limbs, and the eight spider's legs are very powerful and sharp, and when it crawls on the ground, it will drag out deep marks.But spiders don't have organs that make human voices, and the upper part is not a complete human body, but human skin filled with spider silk after being eaten, so naturally there is nothing to say. Ask someone who Minamoto Raimiko understands to speak.

The monster would not want to say anything more to the food in his eyes.

The two spider legs resting on the knee ball became heavier and heavier, and at the same time, there were four jet-black spider legs waving and slashing down—obviously, it was in the posture of preying on the prey here.

Minamoto Raimiko used a little trick to make the two spider legs slide away from the knife.I also jumped away from the spot, slapped the four spider legs that fell down immediately, and sneered coldly: "A spider, can't even spit out its web...?" Could it be that the silk-spinning organ was glued to the human skin?

As if irritated by her ridicule, even though he couldn't speak, the monster showed his anger with his body language.

Except for the two used to move and support the body, the monster waved the remaining six spider legs, and quickly crawled over, following the figure of the warrior, and was about to swallow her into its stomach!

Minamoto Raimitsu took it easy, she knew that there was a difference in body size between them - the soil spider is such a monster, it is huge in size and extremely fierce - and it can't be reckless in terms of strength, so most of the time it is mainly to avoid, With a dexterous figure, he shuttled through the attack of spider legs all over the sky.Occasionally, when I saw an opportunity, I raised my knife and slashed.

He was really entangled tightly, so he made a formula and chanted a mantra to summon thunder to kill the evil.

It's exactly the way a melee mage fights.

The girl hiding in the dark pulled the sword Fusangshen's clothes with a dazed expression on her face. Although she was hiding in a barrier specially set up by the Government of Time, it was said that she would never be discovered by any natives, but she Still lowered his voice subconsciously, and asked in a low voice: "Michikiriden... Lai Guanggong... isn't he a warrior?"

Why is Minamoto Larimitsu, a historically famous warrior and a famous general, so proficient in using Onmyoji?

The girl screamed in her heart, thinking that I am also from the famous onmyoji family, Tuyumen, and I can be regarded as talented. I was trained from an early age, and I can be regarded as a young genius among this group, but I am actually not as good as a representative of a samurai in history ?What is the background of the devil in the Heian era, even a samurai is better at casting spells than me, a full-time onmyoji?

With short milk blonde hair, a handsome face, and a soft smile, the military uniform Fusang gave people the first impression of being harmless and friendly, staring at Minamoto Raimiko who was fighting with the soil spider, and casually replied: "Hey ? You don’t know about this kind of thing?”

Girl: "??? What should I know?"

Higakiri: "Although the Patriarch is famous in later generations as a samurai, in fact, the Patriarch is an Onmyoji."

Girl: "!!!"

Mustakiri: "Speaking of which, Lord Seimei first came to Genji to learn Yin Yang art, and it was the head of the family who led him in."

The girl's eyes were dull, and her heart couldn't recover.

Ah, sure enough, history is all about little girls who can be dressed up, and future generations will never know what really happened at that time.

It's like you never know how many shocking bombs that these Ping'an Jing veterans know in their hearts that can blow up people's three views and doubt their lives, but they just smiled and didn't say anything.

The representative of the samurai group, Minamoto Raimitsu, is actually an onmyoji—how many people's three views will be shattered by this news?

The effect of this bomb will definitely be super when it is released in future generations, but when it is released in Heian-kyo——

"This is common sense." Higakiri said lazily, "Genji is the ruler of Onmyoji, leading the onmyoji and witches to protect the country from being invaded by evil spirits. A noble and pure person who is now in front of people... Speaking of which, the last evaluation was given by Seimei."

Probably the emotion will become numb if it exceeds the limit, anyway, the Tsuchimikado girl is beyond shock now.She asked calmly: "Speaking of which, it was a teleportation accident that I ended up here. Why did you appear here, His Highness Hikakiri? There shouldn't be any problems with this period of history, right?"

The milk-blonde young man was finally willing to take his eyes away from his master. He glanced at the girl from Tsuchiyamen, and said with a smile, "Is it really an accident?"

Tsuchimikado girl: "...what?"

"Everything has a cause and an effect, and the reverse is also the same. As long as something happens, there must be a reason-the head of the family has always taught me and my younger brother this way." Hikiri said, "I followed the call before I came here because I felt something unusual happened. Why did you appear here?"

The Tuyumen girl tentatively asked, "I might...be because of this anomaly?"

Mustache asked her: "Then do you know what happened here?"

Tsuchimikado girl: "This is Sensoji Temple. According to history, what is happening now is the incident where Lord Raimitsu attacked the earth spiders in Sensoji Temple—according to historical records, at this time, Lord Raimitsu had a relapse of his old injury and was ill—"

She couldn't help but look at Minamoto Raimitsu who was fighting the soil spider. The young white-haired warrior was tall and slender, and when he held the knife, he naturally had a cold and cold aura, even compared to the huge soil spider. The momentum is not at all inferior.It's just that his complexion was too fair, and at this moment, it was covered with a layer of too rich and sickly red——

It fits the record perfectly.

The Tsuchimikado girl gasped for breath: "Higakiri-no-!"

On the contrary, Mustache was much more at ease than her. Touken Fusangshen said casually, "This kind of small character can't deal with the Patriarch...Although the Patriarch is still ill, the soil spider cannot deal with it."

Tsuchimikado girl: "But, but Mr. Raimitsu has been wrestling with the soil spider for so long—"

Mustache: "It's all about peace of mind, just watch, the result will come out soon."

Just like what Higakiri said, this battle will soon be over.

The winner is Minamoto Raimitsu.

The young white-haired warrior pierced the earth spider's hard shell with a knee ball and shattered the earth spider's core of monster power, so the huge monster fell down, changing from a half-human, half-spider monster into a spider.The human skin also floated loosely on the ground, covering the white spider silk all over the ground.

Minamoto Yorimitsu held the hilt of Kagemaru, staring down at the dead monster—this scene, in the eyes of the Tsuchimikado girl who was watching, unexpectedly had a different kind of cruel beauty.

She let out a light breath, thinking that this battle is over, and the history of the crusade against soil spiders during Minamoto Raiko's illness has been confirmed.

Hikiri was not as optimistic as Tsuchimikado girl.

On the contrary, Daojian Fusangshen, who had been playing the role of a bystander before, had already grasped the handle of the main body of the sword at this time, with a slightly arched body, in a state of ready to go, ready to draw his sword and rush out at any time.

Silent.

In this small world, apart from the night rain outside, there seems to be no other sound——

Tick.

It was a drop of rain hanging on the eaves that finally fell overwhelmed.

Click.

——Higakiri rushed out!

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