[Shaman King] He has a cat

In this era, disappearance is not called disappearance, but "shenyin", which means being hidden by ghosts and gods.

People who have disappeared from the world sometimes completely disappear from the world, and sometimes they suddenly reappear in the world after many years, and even maintain the appearance when they disappeared. Strange stories like this are very common in various places.

Speaking of time-lapse, she didn't know if people who time-traveled would experience similar symptoms.

The things she brought from modern times, including mobile phones, bank cards, coins from the Reiwa era, etc., were all stored in a storage box with an enchantment—including the emergency sanitary napkins that are necessary in modern women's bags.

At first, A'Du thought it was just a physiological disorder caused by a simple acclimatization, but later he felt that it might not be the case.

With all her calculations, she has stayed in the Heian era for half a year. During this period, the time on her body seemed to be frozen.

A'Du didn't know how women in the Heian Era dealt with the monthly sunflower water, but thankfully, she didn't want to try this at all.

More importantly, after realizing that the time on her body might be suspended, she had a vague hope in her heart: Does this mean that her time in modern times also stopped?

If that was the case, she would no longer have to worry about the consequences of her disappearance in modern times every day.

After figuring this out, she can survive in this era better, and one day, she will find a way to go home.

Before that, all she needs to do is to work hard and get a foothold in the society here as soon as possible.

The dead leaves make a crisp sound under the feet. As the mountain goes deeper, the human population gradually becomes thinner. The sunlight in this season is thin, but it is almost completely blocked by the dense fir forest, leaving only scattered light spots through the distant canopy. Falling.

The world outside Heian-kyo was a blank for her, and A'Du took the map and stopped on the deserted mountain road.She looked at the gradually darkening sky, and decided to correct her previous statement: it wasn't blank, it was darkness.

For the nobles in the capital city who play music every night, the outside world is desolate and barren, an out-and-out wild land, and Heian capital is the only light that symbolizes civilization in the darkness.

She had reservations about the latter, but she had to admit that once she left Heianjing, the surrounding scenery immediately became deserted. She walked for a long time and only met a few woodcutters with tired faces.

After hearing that she was looking for a certain village, those people showed strange expressions and refused to answer her words, as if they were afraid of being stained with filth, they hurriedly lowered their heads and left with baskets on their backs.

In the end, she could only rely on the map in her hand.

There is also a supernatural phenomenon that I bump into inexplicably.

The sun is setting and the afterglow of the day is shining faintly in the gaps in the fir forest. Those fir trees that are more than a hundred years old are very tall, and when you look up, your neck will be sore.

The figure squatting by the fir tree looked like a child of seven or eight years old, and the sound of crying was sobbing, which was very clear in the silence.

She closed the map in her hand and walked over.

When there were only a few steps left, the sound of the child crying suddenly stopped.

In the infinitely magnified silence, the evil spirit turned his head, the smile on his face distorted into thick ink, his grin revealed a pitch-black mouth, and he suddenly rushed towards her.

Then she was whipped out by a scabbard.

There was a loud bang, and she shot mercilessly. The evil spirit screamed and rolled to the ground, covering its face and looking at her in disbelief, as if it was unbelievable that she was not fooled.

A'Du: "...what are you looking at, quickly lead the way."

Are there few such routines in modern times?Record the sound of children crying, and put it outside the door of women living alone, luring women to open the door to check the situation.If you want to fool modern women who pay attention to social news every day, the evil spirits of the Heian era are still too young.

The child-like evil spirit glared at her bitterly, turned and ran away.

Ran.

Her guide ran away.

……Dry!How can she find her way now!

"Don't run!"

The dimly lit mountain forest was as complicated as a labyrinth, and she couldn't catch up with the evil spirit at all. When she came to her senses, she had deviated from the narrow mountain road that was almost non-existent, and the direction she came from became unclear. can be found anywhere.

The sky was getting darker and darker. It was already getting dark early in autumn. As the light disappeared, the chill in the air spread. A'Du turned his head and looked around, and carved a mark with a knife on the nearest fir tree beside him.

She chose a direction intuitively, and was about to move forward——

"Not over there."

With a soft sound, the white talisman ignited spontaneously without wind, and the light like a candle illuminated the darkness around her. She turned around, and the Great Onmyoji who should have stayed in Heianjing smiled and said:

"what happened?"

"...I was just thinking, no evil spirit should have the guts to pretend to be you to deceive people."

"Correct judgment." Ma Cang Ye Wang slightly raised his hand, and more flames leaped up one after another. The darkness after sunset filled the forest like sea water, only the warm light remained around them, forming some kind of enchantment-like arc.

"Aren't you supposed to perform the ghost exorcism ceremony in that minister's mansion?"

"It's the residence of Minister Zuo." Ma Cang Ye Wang corrected, "My shikigami is enough for ordinary exorcism rituals."

A'Du raised his eyebrows: "You mean, you fooled that left minister with your shikigami."

"You can understand it that way."

Ma Cang Ye Wang continued to smile: "With the level of the people present, no one will find that it is only my shikigami present, so it can't be said to be a fool."

...The man who said very sarcastic words with a very gentle and kind expression.

"Do you know how to get to that mountain village?"

"If I didn't know, I wouldn't be here."

"You showed up just in time, thank you very much."

"You don't need to say thank you. If we want to turn back now, we probably won't be able to get out."

"?"

"Until the curse here is resolved, we'd better move on."

At the end of the darkness is a sparsely populated mountain village with uneven dilapidated houses. When he was about to enter the surrounding area of ​​the village, King Ma Cang Ye extinguished the burning talisman and slowly emerged from the darkness.

"Who are you?" The villager who opened the door showed a look of surprise and vigilance. It was a man in his 30s. The face behind the door was covered with traces of time, as rough as crumpled kraft paper.

He blocked the scenery behind the door tightly with his body, only showing half of his face.

"We are travelers from the capital city. We accidentally lost our way nearby. May I stay with you for a night?"

The villager's eyes moved slightly, he glanced at King Ma Cangye, and then at her next to him, this time staying a little longer.

"You go to the village chief." The man said impatiently, before closing the door with a bang.

Completely different from the gray-haired appearance in A'Du's imagination, the village chief was an unexpectedly young man. Unlike the previous villagers, he warmly welcomed the two into his home, and even served simple meals.

"Don't worry," the village chief said with a smile, "I will have someone guide you tomorrow morning. The terrain around here is complicated, and people often get lost."

A'Du: "Really? People often get lost."

"Isn't it?" The other party's eyes narrowed, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, and he curved into a smile, "But with our help, people who get lost can find their way back."

"You don't have to worry about anything. Eat and drink enough tonight and sleep well, and you can go out from here tomorrow."

After saying these words, the ragged man kept smiling, stood up on his knees, and did not forget to carefully close the door for them when he left the room.

"..." She looked at the coarse grain rice in front of her expressionlessly.

"Don't eat."

"Even if you didn't say that, I wouldn't touch this thing."

She followed Ma Cang Ye Wang's gaze and found that his gaze fell on the shrine in the corner of the room.

"what is that?"

"The villagers here worship the mountain god."

"Should I pretend to be asleep tonight, or just stay awake?"

"No need." Ma Cang Ye Wang took out two pieces of talisman paper, let go of his hand, and the two pieces of talisman paper floated into the air, paused vertically for a moment, and then slowly fell to the straw mat laid out.

"You can sleep for a while," he told her. "I'll call you when the time comes."

At midnight, the door slid open silently.

The burning torches outlined the figures of the villagers, and at the same time cast deep shadows on the expressionless faces.

Those people took out the rope, rolled up the straw mat with the human-shaped talisman paper, and tied it tightly. The group of people moved neatly and divided their tasks in an orderly manner. They quickly left the house and walked towards the darkness in the mountains.

The villagers at the front of the line held poplar branches in their hands, and the light of the torch slowly swam in the darkness, then meandered down the mountain road, sank, and continued to fall into the depths of the darkness, and finally stopped in front of a cave.

"Okay." The village chief whispered, "Throw it in quickly."

The villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, and then someone gritted their teeth and threw the straw mat into the cave.

There was a heavy muffled sound, and the opening of the cave was closed again.

In the cave that was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, the fire light jumped slightly, and then suddenly burned along the talisman paper.

"I seem to have forgotten to ask you before, why did you suddenly leave your position in the capital and come to this kind of place?"

A'Du looked at the space illuminated by the fire.

"Now it seems that I don't need to ask you this question."

When she was in the village before, she vaguely felt very strange why all the men in the village appeared in their prime.

Because the rest of the people, those old, weak, sick and disabled, are all here now.

When she accepted the task, she was told that the number of missing people was six.

The air in the cave was stuffy, and the rotten smell was so strong that it almost turned into substance.

The moss-covered shrine stood deep in the cave. On the ground in front of the shrine, there were piles of human bones and limbs that hadn't completely decayed. It was roughly estimated that there were at least dozens of them.

"It's a living sacrifice." Ma Cang Ye Wang's voice was very flat, as if he knew the result from the beginning, "Many villages have this tradition."

"But this amount..."

Then she remembered.

"Because of the disaster this year."

Floods first, then droughts, the desperate villagers chose the most ignorant and terrible way.

But something is wrong.

The dark clouds moved horizontally, and the bleak moonlight leaked down from the gap above the cave. A figure was sitting in front of the steps of the shrine, his head hanging down almost to his chest.

A'Du stopped abruptly, a chill ran down his spine.

The bones on the ground vibrated, the cave gave out a gloomy echo, and there seemed to be countless winds screaming in the ear for a while, and the long-dead figure staggered forward, manipulated by invisible silk threads, and stood up from the steps.

Then look up.

Dark blood flowed from the eyes, mouth and nose, and the awakened wraiths came together. With the corpse as the center, they were densely and crazily intertwined, and piled up to form a huge skeleton.

Bai Sensen's bones were surrounded by pitch-black and distorted resentment, and that collection of resentment had no face, only countless strands twisting and struggling in the head, as if it would turn into thick darkness and drip down at any time.

...I hate it.

The huge ghost opened its mouth, and its lower jaw fell from the joint, revealing its dark throat behind its thick fangs.

Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate

Those voices overlapped, the speed of speech became faster and higher, and the tone became more and more sharp, like a broken radio, and finally concluded into one sentence:

——Why is it me.

There was a deafening loud noise, dust flew up, and the collapsed cave exposed the waning moon in the night sky. At that moment, she picked up Ma Cang Yewang and jumped out without even thinking about it.

The sound of the wind was whistling sharply in her ears, and the howling of the evil spirit was so shrill that it made the blood flow backwards. She jumped very far, only then did she remember that she had brought someone with her, so she turned around and put the other person down with a sudden brake.

"Are you OK?"

"...What?" Ma Cang Yewang didn't seem to have recovered.

The night wind messed up the long hair of the two of them, and the hunting clothes fluttered in the wind. In the distance, evil spirits formed by accumulated resentment were leveling the terrain and coming towards this side. At any time, it will split to the sides, revealing the corpses of countless innocent souls hidden in the belly.

She wasn't sure how broad the ability of "spiritual vision" was.

A'Du became anxious all of a sudden.

She pressed his face, maybe she wanted to cover his ears, but she didn't realize the futility of this move until halfway through the action. King Ma Cang Ye looked at her in surprise, he probably heard her heart, but She is still concerned:

"Can you still hear me?"

With a bang, the earth shook again.

—Can you hear me now?

Those distorted voices swallowed by hatred.

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感谢在2021-07-0206:54:44~2021-07-0409:58:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 14 bottles a day discovered by accident; 10 bottles of crisp sugar buns and forest branches; 7 bottles of snakes that eat green apples; 6 bottles of Qiqixi Mingyue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!