My shikigami is number one in the world

Something suddenly appeared out of nowhere and fell into the wish store. April [-]st heard the movement and looked over, stepped forward and picked it up.

"Does 99 really not need this thing?" Mo Ke Na came over and asked.

April [-]st responded softly, "In fact, he didn't need it all the time. He just borrowed it from the store because of the special nature of that shikigami."

Mokona: "Then..."

"Ruko Nuliang immediately canceled the Shikigami contract with Seimei after defeating Gomonin. Apart from being the heir of the Nulianggumi, he still didn't want him to accept the curse of the slippery ghost. The fox demon is very cunning. He Know that if you get someone else's curse, the other party will not be able to escape."

Si Yue Yi sighed, "It's really troublesome to deal with such a fox."

……

99 Chao fell from the sky, snow-white clouds flew by him, and the color of the sky gradually changed from pure blue to light golden yellow.As the dawn breaks, the thousand-year-long view of the ancient house is coated with a light yellow golden light inch by inch, and the bright eyes of the sea of ​​stars turn black, reflecting the entire city.

He opened his eyes wide and watched the scene in front of him closely, his heart was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

In the age of magic power, the capital of thousands of years, Abe Seimei...

he came!

……

modern.

After 99 Chao left, Xia Youjie stood still, motionless.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move. After recovering from his reluctance, his expression began to turn into blankness—a whisper, like the buzzing of mosquitoes, drilled into his mind. Go, a layer of barriers began to loosen.

The buzzing of mosquitoes gradually amplified, and he heard clearly that it was a human voice, a scream.

[Ah ah ah!Why ahhh! ! ! 】

【No, stop!Please, stop! 】

The screams in the mountain village, men, women and children.

【Stop pretending to be confused!summer oil!You bastard!Do you know how much Lao Tzu spent in Pan Xing Sect! ……Um?Uh uh uh——]

[Why, Lord Buddha, why did you kill us! 】

The screams of believers and merchants, because they have no value.

[We have money, we have a lot of money! 】

【No!No! 】

[It is a cursed master who is defecting, and must be executed!Xia Youjie, hold your hands obediently——uh, ahhhhhh! ! ! ! 】

It is one weak enemy after another.

[Then, killing all the guys who are not magicians, isn't it also the way to "no more curses will appear"? 】

[Student Xia You, what you said is "feasible". 】

Yes……

With a splash, Xia Youjie half-kneeled on the floor of the wooden corridor to support himself, covered his head with one hand, and the ghosts under his sleeves poured out like ink dripping into the water.

In just a few seconds, the tiny buzzing of mosquitoes magnified into the sound of thunder, torrents bursting embankments, and stormy seas. Countless people screamed, complained, shouted, and cursed in these disasters.

The brain is shaking, the sharp shout has become the keynote, the sound and the picture seem to have sensory confusion, and the smell of blood is strong and depressing.

In the desolate mansion, Xia Youjie's ears were ringing, only the eyes of dead people appeared in front of his eyes, all of them were staring at him with resentment and disbelief, accusing him silently.

The corpses moved, crawled over the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood and the night walk of the ghosts, and grabbed his clothes, leaving cursed blood marks.

Xia Youjie realized that these were...the people he had killed.

No matter good or evil, conjurer or non-conjurer, the people he killed all came to him at this moment to demand their lives!

Hongye Shou and Bailu flew out in the form of flowing shadows, and Baigui Yexing held Xia Youjie up like a black cloud under Xia Youjie's feet. The height continued to climb, and there were more and more corpses climbing up and grabbing the hem of his clothes.Xia Youjie felt that his soul was also being lifted up. He could no longer feel the changes in his body. The thick black mist enveloped him, and the evil thoughts that had been suppressed in the deepest part of his body exploded.

That's right, Xia Youjie's last thought was enlightenment.

He has been wondering how he is qualified to live a stable and peaceful daily life, and the price he has to pay is too easy.

That's right.

The young man closed his eyes in the dark depths.

At this moment, the entire mansion was enveloped in a thick and gloomy air of death.These auras dissipated in chaos, and wanted to follow their instincts to prey on flesh and blood, but when they rushed out of the range of the mansion, a glare of silver lightning fell from the sky and knocked it back.

That beard of breath didn't expect to encounter such a big attack, it turned around, and silently retracted the sinful karma burned by countless dead souls in the house.

There is only a vague figure in the center of the thick ink, with a violent breath, and a gesture of raising the head makes all the dead souls around him rise from the ground, rushing out of the house in one fell swoop, the violent pressure instantly sweeps away the flowers and plants in the courtyard Told as long as possible to break down the middle of the tree.

Touching the edge of the enchantment, a thick thunderbolt strikes down, giving the evil ghost a head strike without hesitation!

The black mist was frightened and froze, and it rolled back towards the indistinct evil ghost, fearing the thunder and lightning.

The evil ghost suddenly understood something in a daze.

The enchantment of the house is not to resist outside monsters and ghosts, but to restrict oneself in the house.

In the attic, two girls opened their eyes.

……

There was a lot of voices, the lights were shining brightly, and there was a melodious sound coming from the veranda with red lattice.

It rained lightly at night, but it couldn't extinguish the vitality in the street market. The brilliant lights were mingled in the continuous rain, and the yelling and laughter washed away a lot of the breath of winter.

In a bright and beautiful Japanese room, 99 sits in the midst of the voices of Yingying and swallows with a suspicious expression on his face, and is gestured at by women holding clothes and flower decorations.

It has been a day since we came to this era.

First of all, according to the knowledge of the 99th Dynasty, he knew that the Heian era should not have such a prosperous and concentrated flower street, especially when he saw the word "Yoshihara" on the street archway, he wondered if he came here by mistake era.

Yoshiwara is Nabana Street in Shimabara, which only appeared during the Edo Shogunate period. It was 600 years before the Heian period, so it is very abnormal to appear here.Just when 99 Chao was puzzled by the archway, a female monster saw him with a pleasant expression on her face, and rushed to meet him and took him back to the teahouse.

Then 99 Chao discovered an even more outrageous thing, that is, all the people in Huajie are not human beings, but monsters.

Younv Youkai: "Oh, we don't know why it is connected with the time of the Heian period. Obviously we opened the flower street in the Edo period."

"Anyway, humans can't come in, they can't see them, and there are many monsters in this era, so they don't care about such things, so we don't care." Another wandering female monster took out a belt with a mountain cherry pattern and put it on 99 He gestured toward his waist.

"No way, there will still be humans who have spiritual power and don't know it come to us, as if they are dreaming."

"Then aren't we just the women who bring people dreams?"

With a gentle and soft tone accompanied by giggles, 99 Chao silently looked at the sliding door, and the lights reflected the shadows of skeletons.

It's a bone girl...

"That……"

99 looked at the mess on his body, his two hands were still slightly stretched, and a lot of cloth was hung.

Since being brought into the tea house, the behaviors and expressions of the wandering girls they met are basically the same, that is, after looking at his face with a happy expression, they then go back to their room and take out their favorite accessories and clothes to this Japanese room. For the banshee who brought him in, everyone's footsteps and movements were smooth and smooth, as if they had been prepared for a long time.

"Excuse me, what are you doing?"

Only 99 Chao, who didn't know anything, was at his mercy and asked this question after learning about Yoshihara's appearance.

"Hey, you don't know yet?"

The wandering girl who was squatting in front of him and wearing a corset raised her head slightly, "We clearly wrote it clearly in the letter, didn't the elders in the forest tell you?"

99 Chao couldn't understand anything, so he could only blink innocently and shake his head silently.

Seeing the aggrieved look of such a beautiful and cute little fox, You Nu said in a pitiful and loving voice, "It has not rained for a long time, no matter whether it is the capital of humans or the capital of monsters, and the dragon god who rained has disappeared. When the time comes, the human side plans to select a suitable priestess or boy to go to the shrine to invite the gods."

"So on the side of the monsters, we must also choose a monster who will perform a petition dance for the gods. Everyone knows that the most beautiful monsters have always been from the fox monster family who are confident in the forest, but since Ge Yeji's death, There are very few foxes out of the forest in Shinta no Mori, I didn't expect you to really come this time."

Human Kyoto?Kyoto of monsters?

99 Chao frowned, isn't that the real Kyoto and Li Kyoto?

In this Heian era, the real Kyoto and the real Kyoto are actually mixed together?

Younv smiled and told him, "Heian-kyo, after all, is Heian-kyo where humans and monsters come together."

Hearing this, 99 Chao fell silent, letting the banshees play with her, a little distracted.

A banshee took off a piece of fabric hanging from his arm, saw his hand, and was slightly surprised: "Oh, why do you have such an ugly scar on the back of your hand?"

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