[Shaman King] He has a cat

In the barren and barren era, Heian-kyo was once regarded as the only jewel of civilization.

The court painters used gold lacquer to paint the corridors of the palace, the nobles and officials in fine clothes were obsessed with poetry and literature, and the music of the banquet lingered, covering the capital in people's imagination like a hazy cloud.

After the cloud and mist were pushed away, the gorgeous and brilliant colors quickly faded and peeled off, revealing the ugly appearance behind the patent leather.

The road back to Beijing is completely different from what it was a few years ago. Large tracts of life fled from the capital. The closer you get to Heianjing, the more desolate the surrounding scenery. The withered villages are uninhabited, and the abandoned fields are overgrown with weeds. When the hollow wind blows, only the long weeds sway like rattlesnakes in the wind.

The sun sank into the distance, casting blood-like colors on the dry river bed. Mosquitoes gathered as densely as spider webs by the river beach, and a few pitch-black crows descended. The spider webs swelled and dispersed briefly, and then gathered again on the rotting flesh superior.

When the plague first started, the imperial court would send military attendants to guard the entrance of the capital to drive away the refugees who gathered from all directions. The first batch of corpses were hung by the river, and the arrows pierced through the white bones that exposed the skin and flesh. The plague living in the body As the blood flowed out, more and more corpses piled up, and the terrified warriors began to retreat, and finally gave up completely to stop the disaster.

The blood-red sunset smeared the dilapidated temple, people in ragged clothes gathered around the bonfire, and the tired Onmyoji looked at the sky and summoned Shikigami with strength.

When night fell, darkness enveloped the land.The burning bonfire beeped, and something came in the dark.

The expression around the bonfire changed, and the fear spread up with the chill. The leading onmyoji shouted, "Open the barrier!" bang.

The barrier collapsed, and those ghosts dragged their long arms hanging to the ground, leaned forward while running wildly, and their sharp minions easily tore apart the rushing shikigami, and pieces of paper flew like snow, manipulating the shikigami onmyoji His face turned pale, and the next moment he was knocked out by the ghost, and landed on the sunken door of the temple, with a click from his misplaced shoulder.

Blood splattered out, but the onmyoji's wail hadn't sounded yet, a silver light flashed in the darkness, a crescent-like knife light slashed in the air, the ghost whose corpse was separated kept its mouth open, and its head rolled off its shoulders.

The barrier marks of pentagrams lit up all around, and the ghost who wanted to pounce on humans but bumped into the barrier let out a mournful roar, as if being burned by an invisible flame, the burned body turned into bones, and the bones melted into bones. Ash smoke, and then a bang, those ghosts were like moths to a flame, and the scorched embers were blown away by the night wind.

The onmyojis who survived the catastrophe came to their senses, and someone shouted tremblingly: "...Master Ye Wang!"

The Onmyoji's face was wet, mixed with dirty blood and sweat, and A'Du suddenly felt that she heard a hoarse cry.

This shout broke some kind of shackles, and when something loosened in the heavy air, the other onmyojis fell into some kind of bewilderment, and could only keep repeating excitedly:

"Master Ye Wang!" "Master Ye Wang!" "Master Ye Wang!"

A'Du helped the onmyoji with the injured shoulder, but when he stood up, the older onmyoji lowered his head, with an expression of shame and relaxation, and slowly saluted King Ma Cangye.

"Master Ye Wang."

"..."

After many years, I returned to the main mansion of the Ma Cang family. Maybe it was the dead of night, and there were a lot fewer people in the mansion.

Gu Zong is an old cat, but it seems that it is not quite used to this. The young soul is trapped in the body that is gradually slowing down. It took over.

There are two foxes squatting in the corridor outside the hall, one red and one white. The white fox is called Imari, and the red fox is called Shigaraki. This is the name given to them by Asakura Yesuke. The tabby cat in his arms squatted motionless on the spot.

The harvest in the area around the capital city has not been good in recent years. When the refugees began to appear, the imperial court didn’t take it seriously. It was the onmyoji who first noticed something was wrong. The place where the refugees gather is prone to spawn ghosts. The onmyoji who expelled the ghosts was not injured. Ten days later, he suddenly died of illness.

Asakang Yefu is Yinyang Shaoyun of Yinyangliao, responsible for recording the attendance of onmyojis. He is the first person to investigate the strange disease in Beijing, and he is also one of the first few onmyojis to be infected with the plague.

People infected with the plague will have high fever and body pain symptoms at first, accompanied by occasional vomiting and diarrhea, and then red spots will appear on the body. Most of them gather on the face and limbs of people, and people with severe illness may also experience blindness.

The imperial court ordered Onmyoji to guard the public security of Ping'an capital and expel the increasing number of ghosts that spread like an epidemic.

The imperial spirit guarding around the palace cannot move, and the remaining troubles need to be solved by the onmyojis themselves.

Now that the casualties of onmyojis are increasing, and the number of ghosts has not decreased, merging the onmyojis of the Makura family and the Yumo family is not enough to maintain the law and order in Heian-kyo.

Unfold the map, and the criss-crossing streets are spread out in the form of a plane, and the serious areas are marked with a red pen, and the dense red dots look like a spreading plague.

Asakura Yeliang said in a low voice, "This plague is like a living thing."

It breathes, dies, reproduces, spreads, and even rebels.

A'Du once saw that young man with a gentle and cheerful smile who liked stargazing, now there was an indelible tiredness on his face.

Ma Cang Ye Ping, who was sitting next to him, didn't look much better, every line on his expressionless face was flatter than she had imagined.

There are also two onmyojis that she doesn't know very well, the Ma Cang family with the pentagram as their family crest, and Ma Cang Yewang. There are not too many people participating in today's meeting, exactly five people.

When the meeting was about to end, A'Du pressed his hand to the area with the most dense red dots on the map, and automatically asked Ying to be in charge of this area. King Ma Cang Ye said no, and the others stared at the map on the ground silently, as if to Study that map and spend it.

Finally, Asakura Yeliang sighed: "It's winter..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

When plague prevails, famine is the inevitable result.The fields that no one plows will gradually go barren, and it is known without divination that this year's autumn harvest will be terrible.

Even if the epidemic will ease with the arrival of cold, the famine will not.

In the frost month of the old calendar, the weather turns cold as expected.

The sky was piled with gray clouds, and the white snowflakes were slowly falling, stained by the muddy ground.

The first snow at the end of the year did not wash away the dirt in the capital. The black snow was mixed with mud and water. There were no extra rooms or open spaces in the monasteries that housed the refugees. You will pass this road, the ruts are covered with mud, the weeds are very scarce, and the few remaining fruits will be quickly plucked.

When patrolling near the Rashomon, two dirty figures suddenly rushed out. A'Du touched the handle of the knife, and after seeing clearly that two children in rags ran out, she didn't move her hands away immediately.

"Please do me a favor." The chapped lips begged hoarsely.

The older child pushed down the younger child's head, and the two of them knelt down in a prostrate posture, burying their faces in the snow-covered and cold soil.

"All right, my lord."

She couldn't tell the gender of the two children. The older child might be eight or nine years old. As for the younger figure, who barely reached her waist, she couldn't even speak clearly.

There are many people around, the street looks desolate and desolate, the people wrapped in straw mats and lying by the wall are still breathing, there are also people in the shadows at the corner, the courtyard separated by the wall—if it can be called a courtyard— There was more than one sound of held breath.

"You can't save everyone." King Ma Cang Ye pressed her hand.

Those prying sights and greedy breaths disappeared, like snakes retreating into their caves, rustling into the shadows of weeds.

There are countless children like this every day.

A'Du: "...Why are you here again?"

King Ma Cang Ye withdrew his gaze, but his gaze was still cold, and his voice softened: "This side is more important."

She pointed to the right side behind her, and the front ghost holding a long ax stood there like a door god, and then she pointed to the left, the back ghost's eyeballs moved slightly, and all five eyes turned around.

"Isn't it enough to throw all your shikigami at me?"

In this matter, Ma Nu stood on the united front with King Ma Cangye without any surprise.

Back at the mansion, Shikigami who looked like a maid hurried forward, changed her clothes for today, and threw them into the scalding hot water.

She didn't know who the real culprit of the plague was. As a modern person, the only suggestions she could give were disinfection and isolation. In the Heian period, supplies were scarce, and the only things that could be used for disinfection were wine, charcoal, and hot water.

A'Du wrapped up the food and hid it in his arms.

"A'Du."

It gets dark early in winter, and sunsets are shorter than fireworks.The dark street lit up the fire in front of the door, and the sky began to snow. White snowflakes fell to the ground, soaked in the dirty muddy water, and quickly melted into a black and gloomy piece.

After a long silence, she raised her gaze from the ground.

"I am not a goddess."

Neither are you.

"I'm just an ordinary person." When I breathed, the air in front of my eyes dissipated like white mist, "so I have no way, and I won't save everyone."

When she returned to Ping'an capital this time, she offered to take charge of the area with the worst epidemic, not to save many people.

The great onmyoji who can read minds stopped.

"why?"

She took a deep breath and said loudly, "Because I'm biased."

"So just like I want to help you, I want to help someone I choose."

Only God is responsible for saving all living beings, but she is just an ordinary person, and what a so-called ordinary person can do is to help those who are close in front of her eyes.

The reason why she chose to help the child she met today is actually very simple, because she saw it and her heart was shaken, that's all.

Snowflakes fell from the night sky, and there was no familiar figure near Rashomon. She searched for a long time, but did not see the two children she met during the day.

The night was getting deep, the snow was falling more and more, and in the distant darkness, there was a faint light of fire.

The faint flame fluttered in the wind and snow, Ma Cang Ye Wang suddenly pressed her shoulder.

"Don't go." His voice was very low.

But it was late, and she saw the child in rags, sitting numbly by the fire, hugging his knees alone.

In the corner of the collapsed courtyard wall, a group of people gathered around the bonfire. The flickering fire outlined their bony faces. Those people stretched their necks and stared intently at the firewood. Sparks splashed from the crackling firewood from time to time. There was a pot on the bonfire. , seems to be cooking something.

The flickering flames reflected the figures of the group of people on the ground.

At that moment, she wasn't sure whether what she saw was a human or a ghost.

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