Can a psychic become a conjurer?

There is a new kid in the garden of young great onmyoji Abe Seimei.

He pulled the child out of the pile of corpses. Although it looked strange, it was a white and lovely little girl who was extremely painful.

However, Qingming balds every day because of her.

"How many times have I told you, don't touch monsters when they use the wall penetration technique."

"Every time you hear the cry of the kappa, how can you jump into the water?"

"Genji has sent people here three times this month, saying that they suspect you of destroying their family's barrier, you must not be caught by them, you know?"

"Is it because the candy is not tasty or the flowers in the garden are not beautiful enough. Why do you always do some dangerous things on purpose? I have said it many times, the underworld is not beautiful, and it is more boring than the world."

……

"I see, I remembered that there are still things I haven't brought back, let's go out first!" The girl holding her head and drying her hair by Guhuo Bird ran out.

Let the old father Abe Seimei mess around in the wind.

Osamu Dazai changed a route and sneaked into the back mountain of Genji Mansion. There are many beautiful maidens here. They often stop and stare at the falling cherry blossoms, mourning and crying for it.

The witches will update their faces every once in a while, which is a secret of Genji.

She knew they were sacrifices prepared for evil gods.

People who are eaten by evil gods cannot go to the underworld, and will usher in eternal silence.

is a grand and beautiful death.

She must try it.

"Asai, come here." She hid in the blind corner between the stone lamp and the steps, calling to the young witch who was looking around.

After confirming that no one noticed her, Asai quickly ran over to hide with Osamu Dazai, and said excitedly and frightened: "Today...it's my turn today, are you really willing to replace me?"

Osamu Dazai took the basket containing toiletries and clothes from her hand, and comforted her: "I will do this for you, you don't have to worry."

After she finished speaking, she stood up generously and walked into the bathroom.

Before serving the gods, one must fast and bathe, burn incense and chant scriptures.

During this period, "filthy people" were not allowed to get close to the pure witch, so she was given a chance to drop her bag.

After changing into Asai's clothes, Dazai put on a white veiled hat, walked silently to Genji Shikigami who was "escorting", and followed him into the mountains.

There is no sound in the lush woods, the more you go in, the more sparse the trees are, the cracked surface and exposed rocks have an ominous black-red color, and the jagged rocks stand like animal bones.

The wind whined.

Only her living footsteps played along with it.

Work hard.

Shikigami, who had no ability to think, silently opened the formation, and a huge, ferocious snake head protruded from the formation, and swallowed Osamu Dazai in one gulp.

Then it got stuck.

From where it touched her, the giant snake began to petrify inch by inch, falling from the sky to the ground and breaking into pieces.Osamu Dazai had snake meat as a short-term buffer, but survived by rolling a few times on the ground unharmed.

Resisting the urge to vomit, she said indifferently, "Is that all? It really disappoints me."

It was a waste of her preparing for so long.

"Hiss—" The new snake head that came out of the formation roared angrily, and it came out in a human voice, "Human, who are you?"

There was no trace of fear on the girl's face, and it could even be called perfunctory: "Sacrifice to your priestess."

Yamata no Orochi was so angry that he was dying: "Genji——you actually used something like you to harm me."

What he wants is a witch with strong spiritual power and a pure heart!

I don't know what this thing is, it tastes worse than the soil in the gap between yin and yang, even if it can melt his divine power.

Taking advantage of his anger, Osamu Dazai ran to the altar and stepped on the formation: "Goodbye."

The formation connecting the two worlds failed on the spot, and another snake head fell to the ground.

Yamata no Orochi, who was in the gap between Yin and Yang, felt in disbelief that the formation that connected him with Genji had disappeared, and was so angry that he tore up the space by himself, and wanted to find an explanation in the past.

The successive tremors plunged the entire Genji into chaos, and the culprit who caused the chaos fled away with oil on his feet.

Minamoto Yorimitsu is receiving guests in the living room.

The hot tea that had just been served was spilled out because of the earthquake of the earth, and it was fine if his hands were burned red. He couldn't bear to make a fool of himself in front of the guests.

And, what happened?

The family's onmyoji ran in in a panic and said, "Patriarch, there is something you need to deal with immediately."

Minamoto Larimitsu frowned, remembering what time it is now, his face suddenly changed, and he said to the two guests sitting on the side: "There is a sudden change today, I can't entertain you well, I will invite you to the house another day A story."

The implication is to see off guests.

The older swordsmith said politely: "That's not necessary. A certain level is limited. Tsurumaru was also forged by chance. It was given to my adopted son as soon as he was born, and he has recognized the master after he awakened him. The next knife I don’t know when a knife with this potential will be born. There is no need to book in advance for things that will be far away.”

Gojo Kuninaga can be regarded as the best swordsmith in the contemporary era, and there are countless nobles and celebrities who have ordered swords from him. These words are just to prevaricate Genji's request.

Genji hopes that he can forge with the purpose of "forging a sword that can make Fusangshin" and provide Genji with swords for a long time.

Even though Genji is in full swing, he still doesn't want to get involved in this matter.

For a swordsmith, a carefully crafted knife is like a parent and child, and he will never deliberately forge it with a purpose.

"You're being humble." Minamoto Raimitsu cast a dark look, and glanced at the twelve-year-old boy beside him.

The white-haired and blue-eyed boy had the sharp weapon that could be turned into Fusangshen hanging from his waist, and he was not timid when facing him. He ate half of the snacks on the table, and he was leisurely and lazy. Among the three, he seemed to be the only one who was serious. Treat yourself as a guest.

Inexplicably, he thought of another person with white hair and blue eyes. When he was young, he used to talk about the principles of yin and yang with him. Now they are both famous and they have gone against each other.

The handsome young man became an eyesore, and he said in an inexplicable tone: "Your son is handsome, and he must be a famous person in the town in the future."

"Thank you." After the boy finished speaking, he left straight away, his ponytail flicked in the air, and his silver hair seemed to be shining.

"I'm sorry, this kid has never been polite, please forgive me. Gojo, wait a minute—" Gojo Kuninaga and Minamoto Raimitsu hurriedly chased after the scene, but the boy was nowhere to be seen.

Gojo Satoru didn't leave Genji Mansion, but went deep.

As a swordsmith, Gojo Kuni never noticed it, but he saw it clearly.

In the eyes of the world, Genji, who eliminates demons and guards the way, and protects the peace of Kyoto, has the power of that unspeakable adult in his house.

The vibration from the other side of the mountain was caused by this force.

Something offended the man.

So interesting.

Easily dodging the guards who were searching around, Gojo Gojo opened the house where the dangerous items were stored with a bang, and was attracted by the sight in front of him.

There were several corpses lying on the ground. A girl in disheveled clothes was kneeling on the ground, surrounded by all kinds of destroyed magic weapons. She was wearing white clothes under her body. Judging from the exposed corners and red lines, it was a maiden costume. .

Her body was wrapped in heavy bandages, stained with blood into a dark maroon, and blood was slowly dripping down her fair face, but she smiled cutely: "Is your lord here to catch me?"

Have you ever been prepared to be killed?

Gojo Satoru thought this kid was so cute, and asked with a smile: "You ate a witch, so you are being hunted down by Genji's people?"

Dazai Osamu didn't answer his question, but asked him cleverly: "Aren't you Genji's Onmyoji?"

"No, I'm a wild onmyoji. If you're willing to be my shikigami, I'll rescue you, how about it?" Without looking back, he swung his knife and killed a group of guards who came here. Gojo Satoru handed over his hand to In front of Osamu Dazai, "I will take good care of you and make sure your fur is smooth and shiny."

Osamu Dazai looked at this fair and beautiful hand that belonged to a boy, but he was not soft on killing people, and quickly weighed the pros and cons.

She has been exhausted from hiding, and she is not sure that her strategy will be useful to everyone who comes to catch her, let alone that she can escape before Yuan Laiguang arrives.

As a child raised by Abe Seimei, he couldn't be caught in Genji's house.

Whoever this person is, being able to get her out of here is a good tool.

The girl's gentle little hands tightly grasped Wujou's fingers, and said meekly and shyly, "Okay."

Anyway, she's not a monster, so she can't be a shikigami.It won't matter if I promise.

In the next moment, she was completely embraced by the other party. In front of her eyes was the man's chest, white clothes and silver hair, which were extremely bright and high-profile. In her ears were the whistling wind and his joyful and accelerated heartbeat.

A person with a strong sense of presence.

Maybe she should inquire about the more famous onmyoji recently.

Osamu Dazai leaned back uncomfortably and tried to distance himself from him. He caught a glimpse of the cold light of the sharp blade out of the corner of his eye, and was startled. He was about to remind him, but was pushed back forcefully.

"Although I really want you to see my heroic appearance, but in order to avoid dirtying my little shikigami, you should hold me tight."

After a brief handover of gold and steel, there was the sound of a knife cutting through flesh.

Afterwards, there was the boy's clear laughter and the sound of the wind kissing her ears. She unconsciously grasped his clothes tightly and listened to his heartfelt voice with the palm of her hand.

It wasn't until she was placed on the high wall that she managed to regain her senses and asked him, "Is there any way to eliminate the traces we left?"

The young man standing under the wall poked his forehead with his finger, suddenly said: "That's right, it's really not good to leave marks."

"That's how it is." Gojo Satoru stretched out his arm casually, and pointed at the way he came.

An invisible terrifying impact crossed out from in front of him. Along the way, the houses collapsed and the trees collapsed. Even the land was lifted up a lot, and it was destroyed until the distant mountains and forests.

The aroused air current blew up his robe and shiny long hair that were slightly stained by her blood. Osamu Dazai had to admit that his fighting appearance was indeed heroic.

This person's strength is so powerful, he will be comparable to Seimei when he grows up, right?

The new child of the He Mao family?

"Let's go, let's go, it won't be good to be caught up by that Genji's patriarch." Gojo Satoru jumped onto the wall, picked her up and ran at an inhuman speed.

Running all the way to the outskirts of Beijing, Gojo Satoru happily planned to take the man back to his lair, but was stopped by someone.

"Give me the little boy in your arms." Yu Zaoqian stared at him indifferently, and didn't bother to say hello.

On the contrary, Wujou hugged her tightly, and refused with a full face: "I don't, she promised to follow me!"

"The child's words don't work, and her parents asked me to take care of her. Do you think you can take care of people?"

The jade-faced beauty reached out and easily grabbed the little girl from his arms, put her on the ground securely, then sent Wujo Gojo flying with her tail, and began to scold Osamu Dazai: "You really had a good time! , Qingming is dying of anxiety."

Osamu Dazai stuck out his tongue: "I didn't leave anything behind."

Unless Yamata no Orochi personally identifies her, no one has evidence that she did those things.

"Nice job." Tamazamo praised her, and carried her into the Oboro car to go to his territory, "But from today on, you can only stay in another place. I hope you can adapt to the days of being with monsters."

Osamu Dazai is too adaptable.

It didn't take long before the big and small monsters in Yuzao's former territory complained about this new human cub.

But anyone who tried to scare her or tease her was severely bullied by her.

In the days to come, it will be the story of "playing" with the big devil Dazai Osamu and the weak and pitiful little monster.

It's been several years like this.

The little girl has grown into a slim girl, and her personality is getting worse and worse.

"Ahhhh - my hair is going to be bald by her. In this winter, I can't grow any longer. It looks too ugly, right?"

A fox demon holding its own tail was impotent and furious, and wanted to kill Osamu Dazai, but he was a cub of Tamazamoe's family, so it was okay to tease her.

The male monster beside her said in a disillusioned tone: "Cultivate hard, transform into a human form like me and hide your tail."

His tail has long been bald by that stinky girl with the excuse of "It's so cold in winter and I need a scarf".

The female fox demon: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"You can shut up, she is really back, I don't know how she is, we must be the ones who got hurt."

Not far from them, a big silver-white fox licked its beautiful fur and ran into the woods.

In Tamamomae's early years, he raised a silver fox with beautiful blue eyes.

The little fox cub is his distant relative, cute, and somewhat similar to Qingming (the Qingming fox in his mind), so he adopted him to raise him after his parents passed away.

But this brat has almost no advantages other than good looks and great talent, so he is often angry with him.

So he was kicked out early to survive by himself.

But Tamamomae's instruction to Osamu Dazai seems to be inconsistent with this sentence - "If you see a silver fox with nine tails, stay away from him and ignore him."

What about a silver fox with a tail?Then there is no problem, right?

Osamu Dazai, who was greedy for his tail, thought cunningly.

The big fox strolled gracefully in front of her, and after making an incomprehensible scratching of his head, he swung his tail in front of her.

Her eyes lit up: "Does that mean I can touch it?"

The fox didn't know how to nod reservedly, and became as tall as two people, folded its forelegs and lay down on the ground, with its huge tail obediently resting on her knee with the tip of its tail.

The fluffy and fluffy tail is more beautiful and soft than the clouds. In the cold winter, it is more attractive than any luxurious things, making people want to fall into a sound sleep.

The girl failed to resist this temptation, threw herself into the big tail and rolled a few times and fell asleep.

A sly light flashed in the long and beautiful eyes of the big fox, and the other eight tails stretched out to throw away all the creatures within a radius of [-] meters, and then wrapped her tightly.

The wind is soft, the spring water is slow, and the pleasant sweet fragrance extends to the girl's dream.

Will there be a beautiful big fox in the dream?

When Osamu Dazai woke up, he found himself in a magnificent temple.

Compared with the gorgeous fox sculpture in front of the tall unknown god statue, it is a bit downcast, and exquisite snacks are also placed in front of the fox statue.

The fox is a symbol of auspiciousness, and some gods use spirit foxes as envoys, so it is not uncommon for fox sculptures to appear here, but it is strange that the treatment of fox statues is better than that of god statues.

"Because human beings' awe of gods stems from the benefits that gods can bring. If they can help them, even monsters can be worshiped as gods~"

Not seen for a few years, the white-haired boy who seemed to have grown a lot taller came out from behind the scenes.

He wears a white clergyman's attire and a paper mask with eye-like symbols painted on his head.It's full of pretentiousness, but the temperament is too out of tune.

Gojo Satoru naturally picked up a plate of dim sum, picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth. After noticing Osamu Dazai's gaze, he paused, endured the distress, picked up a piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

Osamu Dazai:?

"The tribute in the shrine is not allowed to be eaten indiscriminately, don't you even have this common sense?"

"But these are all for us." The white-haired young man who suddenly jumped out picked up another plate of snacks, and sat on the fox statue to eat, his movements were skillful, obviously not the first time.

"If you offer delicious snacks to the fox in the shrine every day and speak out your troubles, there is a chance that your troubles will be resolved."

Gojo Gojo triumphantly revealed his plan of cheating food and drinking, and got a question that Dazai Osamu couldn't understand: "Aren't you an onmyoji? As far as I know, no onmyoji would be reduced to work with a shrine. "

His expression stiffened.

Now if you say that you are not an onmyoji, is there no reason to keep her?

Youkai are people who value promises very much. If she finds out that he is cheating on her, she will definitely run to Tamamo and beat him crying.

"Because those guys are very annoying, and I don't like them." He slyly avoided a direct answer.

Osamu Dazai regarded his stiffness as the embarrassment of "being found out that he is very out of group", he didn't take it to heart, but asked another person present: "Are you his shikigami?"

The white-haired, golden-eyed young man was wearing a fur-edged cape, squatting there like a fluffy animal. After hearing her words, he pondered for a while and said, "You can say that."

The positioning of Fusangshen and Shikigami is similar, and Genji's positioning is like this.

Osamu Dazai thought that the fox raised by Tamazamae actually went out to serve as a shikigami for others, no wonder Tamazamae didn't want to recognize him.

Gojo Satoru squeezed between the two of them, leaned in front of her and said, "There is a festival outside today, do you want to watch it with me?" before Yuzao came back.

Osamu Dazai didn't do much activities all winter, and he was a little moved when he heard the words: "Yes."

The lights are bright, there are many figures, monsters mix into the lively crowd, and the voices of laughter are louder than human voices.

Putting a silver fox mask on Osamu Dazai, Gojo Satoru took her to browse all the interesting items he thought, and finally took her to the cliff by the sea to see the grand and beautiful Shiranui before sunrise.

The golden red flame dances from far to near on the sea surface, decorating the deep blue sea as bright as the Milky Way, and the looming singing voice is mixed with the night and drifts to the ears with the evening wind.

It seems that a peerless beauty is dancing in front of me, luring people to go.

As if bewitched, Osamu Dazai suddenly took two steps forward and fell off the cliff.

The wind blows the paper mask on Gojo Satoru's face, revealing his all-seeing eyes and bewildered expression.

Neither singing nor phantoms confused her, so why did she jump down?

She shouldn't be the kind of monster that is close to water, right?

Without thinking of a reason, he didn't know where to disperse his thoughts, and suddenly showed a fox-like smile, and jumped down without hesitation.

He easily picked up the beauty who fell into the water, exchanged a suffocating and life-saving kiss with her, and then floated to the surface of the water and said loudly: "I saved you again, you must be mine now."

Osamu Dazai, who also failed to commit suicide today, gave him a weary look and didn't bother to talk to him.

She couldn't help someone chirping and emphasizing her "reasonable request" in her ears, such as "I'll pick you up to play when Yuzao is gone, you can't refuse", "Don't get too close to other stinky foxes, you will get infected. smelly" or something.

She went in one ear and out the other.

Yu Zaoqian was not too surprised when he smelled the scent of a certain fox cub on his human cub, he just asked, "What are you going to do?"

Osamu Dazai replied obediently: "I went to see the festival."

Yuzao nodded lightly: "You can play, pay attention to safety."

The incident that angered Yamata no Orochi caused Gojo Satoru to be hunted down for several years, and she herself was even more shameful.

It's not like he's always in the territory, and Qingming often goes out to pacify evil spirits, and this kid is not someone who can be kept in captivity, and a guy with pretty good strength looks good.

With Tamazamae's tacit consent, whenever he goes out, there will be a silver fox carrying a beautiful girl to the human world.

Rumors gradually circulated around the capital that "disobedient children will be mischievous by three masked ghosts. These three ghosts can't even get rid of the great onmyoji Abe Seimei", and cover up the "evil ghosts". Master Qingming, who is a "ghost", always persuades the evil ghost to be good every time.

What's sad is that the three evil spirits are all unrepentant guys who eat their sweet cakes while nodding their heads.

When Gojo Satoru dragged Dazai Osamu to the front of Tamazamo and said, "Prepare us for a wedding", Tamamozen was so startled that all nine tails came out.

He said in a stern tone: "Do you know what you are talking about? But any combination of demon and human has no good results."

Just like Qingming's parents, like him and his wife.

"Huh?" X2

The two were both dazed, pointing at each other and asking: "Isn't he a human?/Isn't she a monster?"

Yuzao Mae:?

He kicked open the door of Abe's house with one in one hand, and interrogated Abe Seimei with two, only to find out whether the misunderstanding had lasted so long.

Gojo Satoru's reaction was far greater than anyone else's. He jumped up furiously, pointed at Dazai Osamu and accused her: "You have touched all nine of my tails, and you actually took Tsurumaru for me!"

Osamu Dazai was also speechless: "Didn't you say that you belonged to an Onmyoji? Every time you drove me out and ran away, and then reappeared in human form, blame me for not noticing it now?"

Although the fox has blue eyes and silver-white hair, Tsurumaru has white hair and golden pupils, but the demon body in front of Tamamo has red pupils, white face and golden tail, and the human body has black hair and black pupils, which shows that the two can be completely irrelevant.As for the names, Gojo Satoru and Tsurumaru are obviously more like monsters.

But looking back now, there are indeed a lot of doubts, but she has been ignoring them because she didn't take them to heart.

No wonder someone likes to suddenly pounce on her and rub her, and then licks and gnaws.So it's animal nature?

Gojo Gojo choked, still very angry: "Then you also claim to be a monster?"

She raised her eyebrows: "Have I ever said such a thing?" It's just that she didn't deny it.

Wujo Gojo was so angry that he wanted to bite, and was about to jump on her and gnaw at her like in the previous quarrel, but was pushed back by Yuzao: "Be honest."

Seimei Abe stuffed the hair he had just pulled out into his sleeves, took a deep breath to stabilize his soaring blood pressure, and tried to explain the matter clearly: "So you two, on the premise of 'thinking that the other party is the same as yourself' , like each other and plan to get married. So what are you thinking now?"

In this era when humans and demons cannot coexist peacefully, it is difficult for this taboo combination to be recognized.

Gojo Satoru looked at him suspiciously: "You don't mean to stop us, do you? Kill you."

"You shut up first."

Before Abe Seimei demonstrated to him what is called Great Onmyoji, Osamu Dazai slapped him on the leg and said solemnly: "This premise is not important, whether it is for him or for me."

The words of others are not important, and the difficulties and obstacles that may arise are nothing.

They all have this confidence.

She gave up the eternal and beautiful death for this, and the others are not worth mentioning.

Having said that, the two adults have nothing to obstruct and emphasize.

Feeling inexplicably uncomfortable that "the pig I raised stole my cabbage", Tamazamo said angrily, "If you two give birth to a little devil, I won't be responsible for it."

Both of them nodded obediently.

I knew in my heart that a certain big monster would definitely smell really good.

The news of Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru's marriage spread throughout the demon world, and some monsters from the former territory of Yuzao went to Dajiang Mountain overnight with their burdens on their backs.

Not long after that, they were taken to the wedding of the two newcomers, and they were recognized on the spot.

On that day, the monsters recalled the fear of being dominated by the devil.

The life of a powerful monster is very long, and the stronger the human being, the easier it is to live a short life. The two decided to spend the short life of Dazai Osamu happily and happily, and then both died in love when her life fell.

But this short life has become longer and longer, so long that Abe Seimei's grandson has begun to listen to their stories back then, and Osamu Dazai still looks young.

Gojo Satoru, who lives in fear every day, accuses her: "Are you a human being?!"

Lied to him again!

Is he a fox or is she a fox? !

Osamu Dazai is really innocent this time: "How do I know I'm not human?"

The two of them researched for a long time, but they couldn't figure out what she was, so they gave up exploring this matter.

Time and impermanent fate will take away the things that people cherish, but if you are strong enough and lucky enough, you can always hold the most cherished things in your hands.

Others are not important.