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During the Shangsi Festival, the palace will send envoys to the seven tributaries of the Kamo River, put the dolls made of grass and trees on the boat, release them along the river, and finally float into the Suma Sea.

Its implication is to let the puppets take away all the diseases and bad luck of the year. Today, this custom has been replaced by the Qushui Banquet, but this year's festival is different from previous years. All the seats were arranged, and the seats of the ministers were arranged, and magicians and monks were called to help out on the spot.

"Wuuuu, the Nanase Envoy, which is rare in ten years, is dispatched, and I will be assigned to guard the Xingxing Palace to defend Lord Tianyuan." Forget about the festival, and work overtime with Liaotou.

Li Suo didn't feel that this was a disadvantage, on the contrary, because he had some plans, he even felt that his blood relative's luck was really good.

"The helpers in our palace have to guard from noon to early morning, very tired." So comforted, he tied several bamboo tubes around his body, and then put on his outer robe to cover it.

The red blood operation requires the use of blood as a guide, and his own blood is limited, so he thought of this stupid way, using a bamboo tube to hold some fresh blood to take with him for emergencies.

"But you can see the ceremony with your own eyes, but I don't know how many years to wait. I heard that His Highness the Emperor strongly requested this Shangsi Festival. In the past, His Highness the Emperor always asked to prepare for the Buddhist meeting." Onmyoji said Tucao, while bringing his equipment.

Seeing him stuff the paper talisman and the lottery box into his back pocket, the corner of his mouth twitched invisibly. As a result, the Onmyoji seemed to think of something, opened the lottery box again, and handed it to him.

"Take one, one hexagram every day, seek profit and avoid disaster." He Mao shook the bamboo stick casually, signaling to draw it.

The conjurer didn't believe it at first, and asked for a signature, the content was based on guessing, the lucky word is a mood placebo, and the bad word is a mood gunpowder, which can make people unhappy for a day.

But seeing the eager and sincere eyes of the other party, Lisuo still took one.

There was a pentagram painted on the thin tip of the stick, and he turned around to have a look, it was very ominous.

Yan Suo: "...hehe."

"The snow bullies the dead trees, the waves push the boats, the year is unfavorable, and things don't work." He Mao Xinguang shook his head as if cursing the other party, and interpreted, "Oh, you are not going well today, you are not going well."

The conjurer came to the palace with a little dizzy head, and after thinking about it, he was well prepared, why did it go wrong?

——Sure enough, the onmyoji's calculations are inaccurate!

"Yusuo, what a coincidence, let's go to the formation together." A conjurer from Kamo's family saw him and greeted him from afar, "I don't know how long it will be today, but my wife is still waiting for me at home."

"Oh? I remember, she just gave birth?" Lisuo recognized the other party's face, and matched the information of each magician in the Renhe clan.

"Yes, daughter, she will be as beautiful as her mother in the future."

Li Suo couldn't empathize with this kind of joyful emotion, but felt that the other party's face had a different brilliance.

"Speaking of which, the three royal families have reached an agreement this time. If that empress resists, they will join forces to kill them?" Kamo's conjurer whispered about the situation with Lisuo. There are several formations not far away, all of which have spells. The teacher was watching, and everyone received the same order, "I heard that it is a pregnant woman, and the purpose of cannibalism is to raise a fetus."

"The government has let go, and if you protect the ogre monsters, the authority of the royal family will no longer exist." Li Suo casually kicked the soil under his feet. The position they guarded was the spring hall by the lake. On the altar, the musicians of Yale Liao are already ready.

"However, how can we be sure that Zhonggong is a monster? So many onmyojis didn't notice it before." The conjurer was still thinking.

Yan Suo closed his eyes and thought: Some of them were lack of ability, some were secretly eliminated immediately after discovery, of course they failed to spread.

However, he was also very curious about how everyone would provoke the big monster he had allyed with to reveal his true form today.

"Yuhua, let's go."

Gojochi was calling not far away, Yujia looked up, and saw that the other party was wearing a dark blue hunting suit, with handsome eyebrows, and he looked like he came out of a painting when he was formally dressed.

"The dancers of the palace festival will choose the most famous handsome man at the moment."

The dancer's words flashed in his mind, and Yujia felt that, facing such a face since childhood, how much aesthetics must be raised.

"Let's go."

Saying that, the patriarch of the Buddhist monastery held the knee ball and walked up to the altar with him.

Most of the dancers in these festivals in recent years were holding fans. Seeing the two men coming with heavy katanas, some ministers whispered, and when the sharp knives were unsheathed, they commented: "It's too crazy."

Yale was relatively gentle at the beginning, so the two of them got up and their pacing slowed down, but gradually, they threw off the restrained and elegant conventions, the swords were sharp, and the dancing posture seemed to break the formation. , Two katanas were inserted on the altar, Hikakiri and Komemaru screamed excitedly.

The emperor on the stage always looked calm, the beautiful Nakamiya sat on the right side, and the emperor was on the left side. During the whole ceremony, all three of them spoke, and Nakamiya only occasionally picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip. His dry lips It was moistened a little.

"Is this Genji's sword? The sound of the blade piercing through the air is indeed like the roar of a lion and a snake." Nakamiya's expression was calm, even when she was pointed at by two demon-eliminating knives, she never panicked.

"However, I heard that when the swordsmith was forging these two blades, because the finished product's knee ball was slightly longer than the mustache, it was suspected that he hid the refining material during the forging." , whispering softly, "Then, in order not to let the swordsmith be punished, Higakiri personally cut off the blade of Kemaru, so that the two are of the same stature."

After all, the dignified Zhonggong suggested: "Are these twin blades sharper? Why don't we let them compete on the spot?"

As long as people who are a little closer can hear the words of the Empress Zhonggong, and according to the emperor's love for her, how can such a small request be refused?

"How about it, the patriarch of the Buddhist monastery and Wutiao?" The old man wrapped in a monk's robe looked at the two young warlocks mercilessly, holding rosary beads in his hand protruding from under the hem of his clothes, "Just in front of the imperial court, let's compete?"

Yujia frowned: The old man in the last branch line was not normal, and this branch line is also a very serious interference factor.

This is a person in power who is good at playing games but is too willful. He loves what he loves but also steals the love of others. It is impossible to predict what new ideas he will have in the next moment.

This person is the person with the greatest power in this country in the present age... He is so powerful that if he refuses to let go, then he will not be able to surpass him.

At that time, Wutiaozhi Fusha took off the hilt of the mustache knife, and suddenly asked: "Yuhua, why don't we just kill him now."

The strongest sorcerer with six eyes looked indifferently at the Pharaoh in the tent. The dignity and calmness he had cultivated over the years did not make Wujochi retreat. On the contrary, six eyes could see. With a flick of a finger, it can be wiped out.

"Forget it, that's meaningless." Yujia said truthfully.

In my memory, the Pope seems to have passed away naturally. Before his death, he still listened to the government behind the curtain, reluctant to let go of his power.

"It's just that he doesn't want to let go of his hand in a too ugly way." Saying so, the Patriarch of the Chanyuan pulled out his knee ball, and under the eyes of everyone, he held the blade with his left hand and stroked it lightly.

Because it was the master who was injured this time, Ximaru suddenly let out a strange hiss, Yu Jia hurriedly shook off the blood on the blade, and the bright red splashed on the dirt in front of the emperor, slowly seeping into the ground.

No one knew why he cut himself suddenly, Yujia could feel the rough skin of the blood groove on the surface of the Taidao, the blood gushed out quickly, not much, but enough.

Ordinary humans don't want to see blood, but for monsters, flesh and blood are food, let alone a thin blood.

Yu Jia remembers Wu Mi's covetousness, the two-faced Su Nuo and Li Mei also revealed their attraction to monsters in the open and in the dark, and in the last line, when he was injured in a confrontation with Li Suo, Yu Yihu showed obvious hesitation about the bleeding... …

Therefore, he was sure that the other party would definitely take action.

Zhong Gong in the tent was clutching his stomach, his eyes were erratic, and he kept making swallowing movements.

Seeing this, the maid who served her personally came forward to offer tea, but was pushed away.

"I am a little uncomfortable."

Nakamiya scratched his neck, trying to get up and leave.

The Pope raised his eyes and said lightly, "You have to read on."

Your opinion, your request, this festival is also aimed at you, if you resign now, you will admit defeat.

However, the anxiety in Zhonggong's eyes became more and more obvious, and his tone gradually changed.

"I want to leave!"

Her voice was so rough that the wife trembled in fright.

The Emperor stopped talking, closed his eyes, and upon seeing this, Zhonggong quickly got up and asked his wife to help him back down.

The emperor cautiously asked: "Since she has no intention of watching, is this competition unnecessary?"

The old man had already taken out the Buddhist beads and began to fiddle with them slowly, his eyes were lowered and he no longer looked ahead, so the emperor ordered: "Let the Chanyuan Yuhua retreat and bandage up."

Retreating to the vacant hall next to the Imperial Palace, a pharmacist put down the bottles and jars, Gotiaozhi took a bottle, took a look at the contents, opened the cap and sprinkled it on the bamboo horse's palm.

"!" Yujia's eyes widened in an instant, the medicine in this era is quite strong, it hurts!

"Do you still know it hurts?" Wutiaozhi didn't feel distressed at all, and continued to sprinkle, "I can fly there with a single imitation!"

"Shut up!" Glaring at the pharmacist and successfully scaring him away, Yujia bared his teeth, "So many ministers are here and you plan to usurp the throne? None of the Fujiwara family dared to kill the emperor on the spot for so long. Do you want to go down in history? ?”

"The rules are annoying." Gojochi snorted, and wrapped a clean white cloth around Yuga's left hand.

"I thought that Nakamiya would not be able to bear it and rushed over directly. Then you flick him to death with one finger, how smooth it will be." Yujia didn't expect Yuyi Fox to be able to bear it and to maintain etiquette and retreat, but this move It is suspicious in itself, and the emperor's concession in the end is probably because he was disappointed with this impatient monster.

While speaking, Wu Tiaozhi had already treated the wound neatly. Looking at the perfect bandage by his subordinates, he said: "If she dares to pounce on me, I will dare to kill her. I am by your side, and she still wants to hurt you?"

The proud Patriarch Wutiao felt that those kind of little monsters were trash, no matter what happened, he would stand by the bamboo horse.

Seeing his determination, Yujia asked: "If Zhonggong held back just now, we would really have to fight before the imperial court, what should you do?"

Wujo shook the mustache at the waist: "Brother slashed his younger brother to save his master, so what if he slashed his younger brother back to save his master's friend?"

"Don't make it so easy to be stabbed..." Yujia raised his forehead, deeply aware that it is a good thing for him to adapt to the situation. As expected, Wujozhi is still a bit crazy as a magician, and he will let himself go when he is emotional.

A pair of close friends were chatting happily here, when suddenly, they all looked at the door together.

The pharmacist who delivered the medicine just now was a little wobbly, and walked slowly from the outside. Seeing the two conjurers, he seemed to want to say something, but blood gushed out of his mouth one step faster, and then he fell to the ground.

"Oops." The two warlocks were alert and hurried forward to help him up, only to see huge claw marks on the other's back.

"There are a lot of monsters outside."

The pharmacist was still breathing, and Yujia had already found the medicinal powder that had just stopped his bleeding, and sprinkled it directly behind the other party.

"Hey!"

Letting out a short hum, the pharmacist's face turned red immediately, because of the pain, he was only half breathed this time.

Before he fell into a coma, he solemnly swore: "...I will definitely improve the formula in the future."

Dragging people into the hall, Wujo noticed a curse creeping in. He didn't hesitate, and a reverse spell was destroyed, and then hid the pharmacist in a hidden corner of the hall.

"It's not right." Yu Jia supported the porch in front of the hall, and looked from afar, a red beam of light was looming in the sky, which was the enchantment of Kyoto. He saw one at Toji Temple that night, and in front of him was The spiritual power emanating from the foundation of the enchantment established by the imperial palace in the palace.

It stands to reason that the light of spiritual power cannot be seen during the day, but right now there is obviously something wrong with the enchantment. The light in the midair first flourished and then went out. Movements in the sky.

When he was puzzled, Yujia heard a prompt from the system.

[The copy of the decisive battle has started - the defense of the barrier in Heianjing

Note: The difficulty of this link is nightmare level, please be careful with the host, the battle simulator has been forced to open, please hold your weapon]

This is the second nightmare dungeon encountered by Yujia, and it is still a decisive battle dungeon.

Holding the Taidao, Yujia turned his head and asked, "I'm going over, you..."

Subconsciously felt that there was an ordinary person to protect behind him, Yujia was stunned for a moment, and found that Wutiao was faster than him, passing him in a few steps, and said strangely: "Why are you in a daze, let's go."

That's right, everyone is a magician, so it's right to go together in this situation.

Speeding up his pace to keep up with Wujozhi, Yujia asked: "There is something wrong with the enchantment, someone moved the foundation?"

"Perhaps, there are so many people in the palace today, maybe the curse master has sneaked in." Wutiaozhi thought of the possible reasons. Today, all the officials came to the palace to attend, and some nobles sat at the end with their families. Because of this, Both Yinyangliao and the world of conjuration have sent people, but it is a pity that it is also the time when the Tianyuan and the astral body are assimilated recently, and Liotou has no time to take care of the control of the enchantment, so it may be possible for people to take advantage of it.

Not far away, on the spring hall next to the lake, dozens of beast-shaped curses slowly surrounded, forcing the two conjurers to a corner.

"Why are there so many curses?" Kamo's conjurer frowned. He looked at Ronso and asked, "Do you still have enough blood?"

Yan Suo shook his head, and took off another bamboo tube without making a sound: "Blood piercing."

A line of blood swept out, drawing a route between the encirclement of the curse spirit, and he said: "Rush over."

Knowing that it would not be easy to break through, Kamo's conjurer immediately took his companion and ran away, and he looked at the other party holding his hand strangely, only to hear the other party say, "I have to go home to see my daughter, these hateful curses, she They are waiting for me too."

daughter, wife.

It's family.

He seemed to understand where the other party's strong desire to survive came from. Just as he walked down the stairs, two giant curses suddenly fell from above, biting straight at the two magicians who were fleeing.

Yan Suo frowned slightly. He knew that after breaking the barrier, monsters would rush into the city immediately, but these curses were formed too quickly. Was it the result of people's desperate emotions before they died?

Picking up the bamboo tube, the rope was about to rise, but found that it was empty.

The blow just now had already consumed all the blood.

"Damn."

Cursing in a low voice, Lisuo felt that he shouldn't have taken the lottery in the morning, and that he, the planner, would kill himself because the situation was out of control, leaving behind the resurrection spell to be used so soon?

Thinking of this, Yansuo simply gave up struggling and closed his eyes, waiting for the curse to kill him, and then resurrecting with the magic tool.

The elongated growl of the curse spirit still echoed in his ears, but Yan Suo felt no pain.

Opening his eyes in doubt, he saw only the middle-aged magician who was traveling with him, holding back the two giant beasts with his arms, blocking them with his flesh and blood.

"You are still young, and you still have ancestral spells..." He said, holding two curses without hesitation, rushed over the fence of the Spring Palace, and fell straight down.

Ling Suo was silent for a long time, slowly wiping off the blood belonging to the curse spirit on his face.

He thought: Don't you want to go back to see your daughter and wife?What are you rushing to do?