Personnel Corrector

He called me Gojo,? But I'm not Gojo, my surname is Sugawara.

But he also said that only people of your race can have six eyes.

Then I will let Sugawara disappear,? From then on, there are only five six-eyed holders in the world.

The person with six eyes, no lower limit spell, who can be called by Jie with such a gentle and tender voice... If he exists, let him be fulfilled, let him become "Gojo Satoru".

I used to love spring.

He once made me fall in love with winter briefly.

It was mid-winter when my family came to Beijing, I deliberately put on an official hat, wore the blue-patterned feathers exclusively for court onmyoji, and waved a bone fan inscribed by Mr. Seimei. My Sugawara people.

There is really a spirit of unity. I didn't know that there were dozens of relatives in my hometown.

"Zhiliu..."

An inaudible voice came from the crowd, but because there were too many people among them, the attendants beside me couldn't tell who called my name for a while.

I raised my eyebrows, put away my fan, and scanned these tribesmen one by one with six eyes, and finally saw a few guys with magic power.

Jie said that the power of spells and spells are mostly inherited by blood, so there are many families of spellcasters.From this point of view, Sugawara has a promising future.

...No, it's five.Sugawara no longer exists.

The six eyes see all the truths in the world, but I pretended not to see them, put away my smile, and pretended to wonder: "Who called my name."

The attendants who knew me well felt cold behind their backs, and the hood that blocked the snow trembled twice following their frightened arms.

When Mr. Sugawara laughed, no one could guess what he was thinking, but if Mr. Sugawara stopped smiling, nothing good would happen.

Hair purer than snowflakes, eyes bluer than the sky, tall and slender, standing upright.Everyone in the world says that Mr. Sugawara is a divine face, and even dared to address this Onmyoji-sama as "God" at the foot of the Emperor's residence.

Son of God.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and finally, an old man with clothes like a torn sack stooped forward. His body exuded the smell of sweat and sourness from the journey.

I turned on the bone fan again, and fanned the wind on a cold day, regardless of how the deliberate cool wind would affect the old man's body.

"Zhiliu..." He called my name again.

I frowned: "I am a descendant of the Taizheng Minister, Dr. Zuo Jingquan, a palace onmyoji, the strongest magician today... Even the emperor needs to bow his knees and respect me when he sees me. Who are you to be so rude to me? "

Even Lord Seimei called me with the address of "Kun", and the Emperor and other civil and military officials directly addressed me as "Adult", lest I fail their wishes and leave Heian-kyo, or even become their enemy.

In today's world, those who are qualified to call me by my name are in heaven and earth, and I, Sugawara Chiryu, only recognize one person.

The old man's movements were narrow, and he wanted to show a smile to ease the atmosphere, but the curvature of the corner of his lips was really embarrassing no matter how you looked at it.

I looked down and saw that the cracked fingers of the old man were as thick as pickled radishes from the cold, and the straw sandals that should have covered the insteps had big holes, which made the exposed skin red.

I know that this old man with wrinkles on his face is my blood father, and the old woman beside him is my blood mother.

The son of the monster who was sold became the god son of Heian Jing, and the scriptures did not dare to write like that.

It is said that there is a folk saying that Mr. Seimei is the son of the white fox. I made fun of him on this topic, and he made fun of me with the same words: it is rumored that Mr. Zhiliu is the son of the god, and he was sent by heaven to assist the emperor.

There is no such thing as a god, but a deified person.

"Chiru, it's not good to bully the weak."

Again.

I loosened my brows, waved my hand to signal the servants to remove the awning, and looked up at the white sky.

Countless snowflakes fall, but they are always separated by an infinite distance, unable to touch my body.But the clansmen who were marching all the way couldn't bear it, not to mention that there were many old and weak women and children in the team.

That's it.

"Arrange them in other courtyards outside the capital, and their food and clothing will be treated as ordinary people in Ping'an Jing." After I finished speaking, I turned and left, handing over the clansmen to my attendants.

Stepping into the land of flying snow, I unlocked the spell and let the coolness seep into my body.

Within a few days, many discordant voices came from all corners of Heianjing:

"Master Sugawara is not filial to his elderly parents. He actually left them in the countryside to fend for themselves. When his parents came to him, he was not filial. He is not qualified as a child!"

"What is that 'Master Shenzi', I see, just a white-eyed wolf..."

"When I am rich and honored, the parents who gave me kindness and kindness don't care about it?"

"Do you remember Mr. Sugawara's mansion in the city? He is not short of money, right? He actually drove his parents to the suburbs..."

I know that those few people alone are not enough to cause troubles in the whole city. There must be hostile officials who don't like me to make trouble.

I just don't know if it's the Fujiwara family or the third-rate onmyoji who I've been suppressing.

I am still chic and happy. The rumors about me when I first came to Beijing were even more exaggerated than this, and what they said was all the truth.

"Master Sugawara." The emperor sat on the mat and let me pick out the biggest cake on the plate: "Today, there were many rallies in Beijing and some bad remarks were made."

I didn't stop eating, and the falling debris was covered by the infinite limit, and bounced onto the emperor's tatami.

The emperor has long been accustomed to my "informality", he continued: "I implore Mr. Sugawara to take action and deal with those unclean remarks."

"What remarks?"

Since the emperor has found me, it means that I am still useful.What the emperor cares about is not my reputation, but my strength... Before there is an onmyoji who can match me, the emperor and ministers dare not provoke me.

But how could I know who the emperor was referring to when he described it with vague meaning?My squire only reports to me how far the rumor about me has spread, and now I listen to it as a bedtime story.

The emperor's expression was solemn, and his remarks that could be taken seriously by him would inevitably threaten the status of the emperor, and they also had a certain scale.Hmm, maybe it's a church whose preaching philosophy is opposite to the emperor's administration?

"Geto."

Tian said two syllables, but I stopped eating the pastry.

Naturally, such a gaffe could not escape the eyes of the emperor, he was quite curious, this great onmyoji also sometimes loses his dignity in front of the imperial court?

However, after the emperor saw the cake scum spread all over the floor, he felt that he was thinking too much. When did Chiryu Sugawara care about his own image?

"geto..." I laughed, and my body began to be excited uncontrollably, and my beating heart almost burst out of my chest: "I see, I will deal with it cleanly."

It was still snowing in Heian-kyo in February, and it took me a while to find the general base of the rally.

"Heretics" is a church, as I imagine it, and their teachings...

"Ah... I hope Master Tian Yuan will continue to bless us."

"Thank you, Lord Tianyuan, for your dedication to Ping An Jing..."

"Praise Lord Tianyuan!!"

Speaking of Tian Yuan, of course I know him, an onmyoji who has been imprisoned in a small dark room by the emperor for hundreds of years.

This person has a powerful enchantment technique, and the entire imperial palace and Heian capital are shrouded in him, so curses rarely rage in the palace and Heian capital, and the folks generally say: because of the protection of the divine light of the emperor.

As for why Tian Yuan was able to maintain the barrier for hundreds of years, it was because his spell was "immortality", which was really powerful to maintain the body's functions without dying out.

All the onmyoji could see this barrier, and asked the emperor, and the emperor only said that there was someone to help him, and he would not let the court onmyoji know more.

But my six eyes saw through it in an instant. That poor Tianyuan was imprisoned by the emperor in a world, unable to enter or leave.I once encouraged Ashiya Michimitsu, and asked him to use paper shikigami to find out, but the result... Well, Ashiya Michimitsu has been expelled from the court, and he is a "wild" onmyoji.

Even Mr. Qingming only had some guesses, but it has not been confirmed.So here comes the question, how did these civilians know about Lord Tian Yuan?

These people are real commoners, without the slightest bit of magic power on their bodies, and their appearance of worship is no different from that of believers who believe in other teachings. If they are heretics (evil ways), they won't be...uh.

Well, for the emperor, as long as he knows the existence of Tianyuan, it is to deviate from the emperor's way.

My six eyes have seen through every part of this place, except for the innermost room which is blocked by a barrier, so I directly revealed my identity and told the believers that I am looking for your leader.

The believers didn't show any surprise, and looked calm: "Master Sugawara, this way please."

On the way, I found a topic, and asked if people nowadays are so easy to deceive, and they believe these things when they can't see them?

"This is what the "Heretical Sage" told us. "

Good guy, heretics and sages, do you still care about the Emperor?No wonder the emperor wants to eradicate you.

The believers led me to the innermost hut - this enchantment hut that lowered the blinding six eyes.

"Please come in."

Seeing that the believers didn't intend to open the door for me, I pushed open the small door myself.

Only a crack was opened, and the barrier covering the wood was broken. My six eyes immediately penetrated into this gap, and took a closer look inside and out of the cabin.

I have a guess as to why the owner of the cabin wants to set up an enchantment.

Because with my six eyes, I can see the flow of this person's mantra and recognize who this person is while still outside the house.

My voice is hoarse, like the dishes on a small table, I have lost the ability to speak, and I can only be at the mercy of the chopsticks holder.

Wearing a dark yellow and dark green cassock, the black-haired man stood up from the futon, turned and walked towards me.

Weird bangs, crimson eyes, and narrow eyes, he stepped closer with his feet in foot bags, obviously without making any sound, but it seemed that there was thunder in his heart.

He stopped two steps away from me.

"Master Sugawara, the court onmyoji, what do you want from me?"

Only then did I see clearly that his smile was alienated and hypocritical, and his eyes were sly and ruthless.

—He doesn't know me.

But the magic power is him, the art is him, the soul is also...he is Jie.

I was stunned for a short time, and then I put on the same smile as him: "The Emperor asked me to eradicate the "heretics", do you have anything to say? "

"Is that so..." He calmly leaned against the wooden door with his arms crossed, as if he was really thinking about it: "...Well, what should I do, will Mr. Sugawara be willing to let me and my family members go? "

I took a step forward and grabbed his neck. I gave him the pain of suffocation without a lower limit, but he couldn't touch me no matter what.

"Promise me two requests, Geto Jie."

He froze when he was about to explode, maybe because he didn't expect that I would really let him go, or because he was surprised that I could call out his full name.

"First, call my name——zhiliu (satoru)." My breath sprayed into his ears, and my voice was as gentle as a whisper between lovers.

"Second, don't ever try to leave me again, Jay (suguru)."

My forehead was pressed against his, and my blue eyes stared at him, forcing him to put down the "shackle".

"You don't want your family... Heh, do you want them alive?"

Everyone knows that Sugawara Chiru is moody and powerful, so it's not a good choice to piss me off here.

"...Okay." He agreed.

It's February, it's early spring.

I turned off No Lower Limit, and my palm really felt the heat source belonging to that person.

I've decided that I'm going to love spring again.

【HAPPY? END? Spring of Vow】

The author has something to say: This Ping An Jing is from Zhiliu’s perspective, and Jie’s perspective will be revealed little by little later in the article

How does it feel like a small black house again (cheek resting

PS: Buddhist readers, don't pick it up!Fat times have been stripped away, good guy! !Are you worthy of your ID! ! !

I took off my clothes, my pants, and my pants, and I added three more... Can I still pay it off? ORZ