Sword Food House

The fake Fujiwara Nakamiya's sudden confession made everyone's faces colorful, and among them, the emperor's face was the most colorful. He still didn't give up and instructed others to check.

"Go and see if what she said is true or not?"

"I don't believe she is a man" was written on the emperor's face.

But it's no use not believing.

After a few people chatted in whispers for a while, and then weeded out those servants with little ability, an unknown male onmyoji came out with a face full of reluctance, and then, under Saori's shocked eyes, reached out to the fake Fujiwara. palace pants.

Saori:! ! !

A hand came from behind and covered her eyes.

Abe Seimei's apologetic voice sounded in her ears: "It's better not to look at this kind of thing, or take him aside."

"No, I don't want it!"

"Don't pull me!"

"I can't leave her, I will die if I leave her!"

……

The fear of being pulled away enveloped the fake Fujiwara Nakamiya, he screamed in fear, holding Saori's hand tightly and refused to let go, he even forgot to do the action to protect his pants.

The onmyoji who pulled him didn't dare to hit hard, he was still a member of the Fujiwara family, and he still looked like Fujiwara Nakamiya. The most important thing is...it seems to have had...a past with the Emperor.

What if he made a heavy hand and was implicated later?

In desperation, he could only let him continue to hold Saori's hand and check it quickly.

Check the results...

Just look at the emperor's face.

"Ridiculous, really ridiculous!"

The emperor was furious, and asked people to insert the fake Fujiwara Nakamiya, and yelled that they would punish the Fujiwara family and the like, saying that it was their actions that brought filth to the Imperial Palace. Quite artistic.

Saori quietly groped and gave Yanbi gestures: "Don't be angry and don't move your hands, anyway, it's on someone else's territory. If you move around, it won't be good if you change the history later."

"Speaking of which, will her incident cause a change in history?"

Saori refers to the fake Fujiwara Nakamiya, he is now chasing her like a newly hatched chick, and he doesn't know where she brought him such a strong sense of security.

"Probably not," Abe Seimei glanced at the fake Fujiwara Nakamiya, watched his eyes go blank, and kept muttering words that only he himself could understand. Come here, so he calmly chatted with Saori in a low voice: "For the sake of the royal family's face, these things will not be spread."

That's right, it's not nice to say this kind of thing.

"Then the monster I saw before was really Fujiwara Nakamiya?" Saori continued to infer according to her previous guess, "Give up the noble life and elope with his lover, but he was soon abandoned by everyone. Tormented by such inconveniences in life to the point of regret, but unable to turn back, after a tragic death, turned into a monster to haunt you?"

"It's very likely that's the case."

Abe Seimei nodded in agreement.

The two of them decided to keep pushing and tell other onmyojis about their conjectures, but before they could say anything, Saori's cell phone rang.

After going through two consecutive ancient times without electricity and internet, Saori’s mobile phone can only maintain its power thanks to the electricity in Honmaru, but there is still no internet, no matter how powerful the internet is, it cannot connect so many worlds.

So the only one who can call her here is the Government of Time.

"Moses Moses?"

"Um...um...huh?"

"Is it like this? It's amazing. Could you please send me the photo? Well, I'll delete it later."

After hanging up the phone, Saori looked at Abe Seimei: "A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"I have a bad feeling, let's hear the good news first."

"The good news is that they have almost taken apart..." Even though no one pays attention to this place, Saori still obscurely blocked the words about overlapping worlds, "Except for the curse that has been put here, Others can no longer cross the border, and the government has sent people to clean it up, and it should be able to wipe out all the curses that invaded here soon like anti-virus.”

"That's really good news."

Qingming closed her fan and tapped her palm: "It seems that our headaches will be solved soon. After those things overlap with monsters, the difficulty of removing them has increased a lot. Yinyang Liao has been busy recently. But come."

"So what's the bad news?"

"That's it—this guy," Saori nodded to Fujiwara Nakamiya, "Miss Fujiwara who took her father's illegitimate son as the top bag after escaping is not dead yet, not only is she not dead, she seems to have become a curse master."

Qingming: "..."

He sighed: "This is really..."

What a bad news.

All previous conjectures were overturned in an instant, another enemy was added, and the source of the curse was still elusive. They seemed to have accomplished nothing except to solve a mystery for the Emperor that he never wanted to know for the rest of his life.

Saori took out a bag of beef jerky and passed it around. The onmyojis around were still being questioned by the emperor. How could they not even notice such things as a man disguised as a woman? What's the use of raising you, hurry up Get rid of the monsters here...

It looks like a group of low-level employees being scolded by their bosses. It looks really miserable.

Saori chewed on the beef jerky, feeling that although the Shizhi government is sometimes unreliable, it is still very good in terms of employee benefits. I will send some things that the god judges like.

For example, her Honmaru is marked as a gourmet Honmaru because she often buys various ingredients and seasonings from Wanwu, and even various strange kitchen utensils. Two days ago, it was said that the company sent a bunch of beef over.

Saori music blossomed.

It was as if they were all thrown away on the spot, but the time limit was relatively close, and it was too late to get them away from Uchiha, so I put all that could be put in the freezer, and took out a little bit of the rest to make stewed beef and beef jerky.

Most of it was left for Madara and Quanna, and now the rest is enough for her to touch it out occasionally as snacks.

The taste is not bad.

Why don't you go back and take the time to make beef jerky.

Ok?

Shazhi raised her head and looked at the sky that was gradually getting darker. The beef jerky was no longer fragrant: "The tent, who actually put down the tent here."

It originated from the methods of the curse masters, and after being learned by the curse masters, more tricks were added.

For example, turn it into a cage.

Once you've locked your prey inside, take them all—all at once!

"Tick tock..."

There was the sound of raindrops falling quietly. Saori touched the liquid dripping on her arm. The sticky tentacles exuded a disgusting smell. She raised her head and found that the monster who had been looking for it for a long time had not appeared again. Appeared.

Compared with before, there is still a bit of delicate and beautiful appearance, but now, the bright red liquid drips down from the beautiful bright red small collar, and the whole skeleton seems to have been soaked in blood, soaked in a stream of blood. The smell of blood.

At the same time, the curses that once occupied its body became stronger, clinging firmly to its bones, showing a disgusting visual effect.

"Abe-kun," Saori tugged at the corner of the person next to her, "She appeared again."

"This time I saw it."

Abe Seimei looked at the monster entrenched in mid-air, he stretched out his hand to pull Saori a little behind, but he didn't expect enough time, looked up, the boy with wary eyes had already pulled him away In the past, there was a little boy who appeared out of nowhere and was standing behind her holding a short knife, surrounded by a few... small tigers?

"Has it been able to be attacked? This guy really has something to do with the interlacing of time and space..."

The gorgeous sword light unceremoniously placed the head of the monster, and his practice was far behind everyone. Tsurumaru, who had been going crazy all this time, gave the monster a knife as soon as he came out.

"Is it a fusion monster? It's really a good material that can scare others, but unfortunately... you scared my master!"

Saori: "..."

Actually she didn't come...

The innocent monster with the cauldron on its back let out an angry shriek. It waved its hair as if attacking everyone. The strange curses that spread and occupied half of its body were scattered and shaken away like foam being thrown away. .

Don't think that the range of this kind of attack is not wide. With its movements, black foam like light raindrops soon floated down from the black tent like a curtain.Once it touches human skin, it will immediately penetrate into it, and then the person's face will start to look weird, and even start to attack others uncontrollably.

"Why are you so favored by the Emperor, you are obviously just a lowly commoner!"

"You have nothing, why do you put on such a high-ranking look, just because you were born in a nobleman?"

The two maids who served the emperor tonight had already started fighting.

The attendants with the largest number of people in the room pinched each other a long time ago, you slapped me and kicked me, wrestling and rolling together, completely ignoring other things.All the grievances, jealousy, and resentment for why others are better than oneself all burst out at this moment.

Saori can feel that these curses are exactly the same as the smell from that monster. It can be said that it is the original factory of the curse, and I don't know how long it has been hoarding the goods. The quantity is large enough to be like this.

Although it was not as big as the previous Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, the impact was a little more serious than that time. It would be troublesome if so many curses were leaked out.

Saori frowned and asked Tsurumaru to carry her to the eaves, aiming at crowded places and places where Onmyojis used the spell, gorgeous light spots swayed wantonly in the air, like a drizzle, falling lightly from the sky , falling on those black foam mist, melting them instantly.

Falling on those corroded people, it quickly pulled their sanity back.

The girl stood on the edge of the high eaves, and when she waved her hand, a large piece of golden streamer would flow out. It didn't look like she was using a spell, but rather like a powerful god standing on a high place, pouring water on the fragile human beings. mercy.

In Heianjing, a place that believes in the gods, soon some people knelt down and bowed to Saori.

She was still yelling the names of gods such as Amaterasu God, and she couldn't recognize which god she was, but she looked so powerful that she must be a god. Why don't you just call out the gods you believe in first, and then worship this one.

There is always nothing wrong with kowtowing more!

The knocked yarn weaving: "..."

Can you stand a little closer?The spiritual power is almost running low, and I can't move anymore.

*****

"What is this?"

Yuan Shangsheng lived in the Imperial Residence tonight. She had heard that the Imperial Residence was haunted by monsters recently, so she didn't want to come here, but the female imperial servant in the palace was her little aunt.Due to the large age gap, the relationship between the two of them is not close, but the kinship relationship is still there, and there must be someone to accompany her.

Anyway, she didn't make trouble with her little aunt, and the onmyojis were there, so she slept quite comfortably.

But in the middle of the night, for no reason, she woke up from the cold.

It felt like being drenched in the rain suddenly, and I was very wet and uncomfortable.

And... I always feel an urge...

*****

The spiritual energy was running low, and Sazhi, who was kowtowed helplessly, looked at the crowded field below, and was about to rest on the eaves, when a slight sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded behind her.

The voice is very soft, if it weren't for her improved ability to hear and see, she might not be able to detect it at all.

Pointing her toes forward, Saori dodged the attack super quickly. She turned her head and was not surprised when she saw who the attacker was.

The fake Fujiwara Nakamiya, who was completely different from the cowardly and fearful look before, was standing where she had just stood, holding a dagger, staring at her intently, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips expectantly.

"A god judge?"

"Sure enough, the spiritual power is strong, and it smells delicious."

"You really smell so good! Hungry...so hungry...I really want to eat you!"

As he murmured, his skin squirmed, and the small mouths slowly opened from above, releasing a cursed breath.The curse in the tent is not only the mixed pair downstairs, but also the guy in human skin in front of him.

Saori looked at him with a solemn expression.

"Is it a special magic spirit?"

"You acted pretty well just now."