If there is a taste that seems to be nothing, it floats from the tip of the nose.

The familiar and elegant aroma is tainted with some other flavors... What is it?

It's not a common smell. Gu Yu, who was half asleep and half awake, thought about it for a long time, but couldn't remember the name of that smell.

She opened her eyes, and the moonlight shone into the room through the shoji door pasted with Chinese paper, and the dim light shone on the floor and on herself.The girl lying in the futon blinked, turned sideways and looked in the direction of the shoji door.

Fu Sangshen, who was wearing a dark safari suit, sat sideways by the door.One elbow of his hand was resting on his knee, and he was holding something in his black gauntlet, with a comfortable posture.

The moonlight shone on him, casting a cool halo on him, blurring his facial features, making Gu Yu unable to see his expression clearly.

"Why did you wake up?"

Noticing that Gu Yu woke up, he stood up, went to Gu Yu's bed and sat down.

The taste that Gu Yu was somewhat familiar but could not be named became clearer. Gu Yu looked into his eyes, followed the sequence of lips and neck to his hand—this time she saw him clearly. something in hand.

It was a small flagon.

The smell that she has never been able to name is the taste of wine in this era.

Because the brewing process is immature, the wine at this time is not as strong as the later generations, so under the interference of the aroma, Gu Yu didn't think of it for a long time.

"Huh? Do you want to drink too? That's not okay."

Noticing Gu Yu's gaze, he gently shook the wine bottle in his hand.

"But I'm not old enough to drink."

Gu Yu is not interested in the liquid in his jug, she is just a little fresh:

"Sankaiyue... also drinks."

She thought he only liked tea.

"Think it's strange that a knife can also drink?" He put down the wine glass, pulled Gu Yu who was lying on his side and looked at him, and hugged him, and patted it lightly twice. "As a man-made thing, it is normal to have the same preferences as human beings."

"Just like drinking tea?"

"Yes, the tea is good, and the wine is also good. In fact, there is no difference."

Just like humans sometimes drink tea and sometimes drink alcohol, it is a behavior without any special meaning.

The reason why I didn't drink before was because everyone thought it was not good to drink in front of the little girl (Gu Yu).

Although he is the master, he is still a child—human vices and the like, which need to be avoided.

"I...didn't dream about that child today." Gu Yu raised her hand, "It seems that I dreamed about it when I was half asleep, but I can't remember."

"What kind of child is it?"

"Well... I haven't seen myself yet." The girl carefully recalled the scene in her dream. "I haven't shown my face, but I seem to hear the sound of flapping wings, and..."

Gu Yu paused for a moment.The young man who had been listening to her uttered a short nasal sound:

"Ok?"

"I really like acting like a baby. I keep saying, 'Let me find him'."

Such a request from the bottom of her heart made her feel sour.

Words like refusal simply couldn't come to mind.

Obviously there are a lot of more important things to do, but I just can't let go.

"Then go to him. You have to go to the instigator after all. It doesn't matter if you have one more purpose."

Sanri Yuezong laughed nonchalantly.

Originally, the status quo of intervening in Heianjing was a quid pro quo.It's not what they intended—in this way, there's nothing wrong with finding something you care about more in it, isn't it?

This is their freedom - even that great onmyoji, Abe Seimei cannot interfere.

"But before that, you need to be full of energy." The young man gently covered the eyes of the girl in his arms, "Go to sleep."

***

The other end of Abe Seimei's mansion.

The real owner of this mansion is learning about what happened in the past few days from his apprentice, Abe Taiming.

He recounted everything he encountered and what Anmashan Daitengu said in straightforward to boring language.

"Master, His Royal Highness Gu Yu has neither fighting ability nor strong spiritual power, why did you ask her to clean up the miasma surrounding Heianjing?"

"If you want Lord Fusangshen to become your shikigami, then you only need to..."

Just get rid of her, or forcefully break the contract between them.

The young man with a calm face spoke in a flat tone without ups and downs.

With one knee bent and the other crossed, the great onmyoji sitting next to the shoji gate shook his head.

"It's not that simple."

Those who live here are all bound by the gods, and they will be punished by the gods if they violate the will of the gods—this is the rule of this era.So even if you see the increasingly dense miasma over Heian-kyo, even if you see that the people in this capital are being eroded.

He also can't shoot directly.

The only people who can take advantage of the loopholes of God's decree are unrestrained outlaws.

So she will come here, maybe it is some kind of inevitability in the dark.

Moreover, that child is not as weak as he looks.

Regardless of such brutal and straightforward power as spiritual power or martial power, that child may be stronger than most people in this world.

"And those Lord Fusangshen..." Thinking of the peerless Fusangshen, he chuckled, "I can't stand it."

"Sanri Yuezong is close, although it was once known as one of the five swords in the world. But now, it is just a weapon for rebirth by sucking the flesh and blood of that child."

"Only this, I hope you will never forget."

Before leaving, that person's words and chuckle.

It's really hard to forget.

Although life and death are the necessary paths for human beings, and he has already reached the age to face death, he still wants to die more normally.

The moon rises in the west and sets in the east, and this is the end of an ordinary night for the people living in Heianjing.

Abe Seimei's mansion was busy all night.

He was busy calculating the location of the ghost clan, and...his shikigami were busy making clothes.

Those beautiful pieces of cloth are turned into pieces of clothing in the dexterous hands of the shikigami.There are dresses for formal occasions and casual clothes for easy movement.

It's not too late to find where the ghosts are hiding.

Now they not only have to fight the ghost race, but also find ways to hide from the detection of the gods.

At this time, their biggest enemy may not be those unknown ghosts, but the 800 million gods that exist in this land.

After a night of rest, Gu Yu and her knives are about to embark on a journey of fighting again.

Mount Hiei, located in the west of Heian-kyo, borders Mount Hira in the north and Mount Shiga in the south. Since Master Saisumi returned from the Tang Dynasty, it has become the head mountain of the Tendai sect of Japan.

Therefore, it is also called Tiantai Mountain.

It was supposed to be a sacred place of Buddhism, but at this time, Abe Seimei speculated that it was the hiding place of the ghost family.

"This is something that can't be helped—even monks and eminent monks... are human beings first and foremost." As for human beings, it is very normal to have greed and desire.

Therefore, it is understandable to be bought by interests that are sufficiently touching.

After all, they are human beings.

The bullock cart rumbled forward.

Outside the carriage, two Wakizashi boys placed Abe Yasuaki in the middle, one on the left and the other on the right.The unmanned big black bull is steadily moving in the predetermined direction.Gu Yu and Sanri Yuezong were sitting together in the carriage, neither of them spoke.

Ishikimaru did not come.

He still stayed in Abe Seimei's mansion. On the one hand, he monitored that Abe Seimei would not make unnecessary small movements. On the other hand, he was also doing his duty as a magic sword, setting up an altar and starting to dispel the miasma.

Gu Yu, who was sitting in the car, quietly opened a little bamboo curtain, and looked out from the gap between the curtain and the car window.

The miasma that was originally just hanging over Heian-kyo began to fall like snow.

Invisible gray and black fell on the eaves, trees, and pedestrians on the street.

Although it is not obvious now, if left alone, the miasma will soon turn into disease and pollution, attacking the capital.

"Hey Mikazuki, why do you think the gods would prevent Abe Seimei from dispelling the miasma that enveloped Heian-kyo?"

Although the decree has been issued, the son of God will come in the future to restore peace and clarity to Heian capital...but it should be the normal solution to solve the problem before the situation becomes serious, right?

"Well... except for the gods themselves, no one will know." Even in the rickety carriage, Fu Sangshen, whose posture was impeccable and luxurious, opened his eyes, "After all, gods are always capricious. Yes."

Gu Yu rubbed his forehead.

Although this is already a smooth carriage.But in this era without springs and shock absorbers, Gu Yu was still a little dizzy.

"come here."

Sanri Yue Zongjin saw Gu Yu's small movements and waved to her.

"?"

Although she didn't know what to do, Gu Yu still obediently moved to San Riyue's side.

The beautiful young man grabbed Gu Yu's waist, lifted her up and hugged her into his arms as usual, and then stuffed the sour plums that came out of nowhere into her mouth.

"Huh?" Good, so sour!

Gu Yu's tears were almost sour, but after taking off the sour smell, the feeling of dizziness and nausea was much lighter.

"Just rest like this, isn't it much better?"

"..."

Gu Yu hesitated for a moment, then turned around and hugged his neck as if giving up on himself.

She wanted to say that she was fine... But after he said that, she didn't want to say it.

Just for a while... just a little while.

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