Honmaru sees ghosts everywhere [Comprehensive]

Although I don't know why Ma Cang Ye Wang suddenly said these words, Yue Jian Ling Guang held his head high and replied seriously:

"No regrets."

King Macang Ye was emotional for a while, and before he could be moved, he heard Yuejian Lingguang thinking in his heart, this master is a little confused before he is old, and he is preparing to recall the past before he is too old.

This made the veins on Ma Cangyewang's forehead twitch wildly, and the book he had just put down rolled up again, hitting her head hard.

"QAQ! Woo!"

"What are you thinking about! I mean, if you were bullied in Yinyangliao because of me, you won't resent or regret it?" Ma Cangye Wang, when he went to Yinyangliao today, overheard From the voices of those yin and yang students in Yin Yang Liao, it was only then that he knew that the apprentice was not only isolated by them, but also bullied by them.

When he rushed to rescue his poor apprentice in a hurry, he found that those yin and yang students who bullied Yuejian Lingguang had been tossed miserably in reverse.He cast a few more curses conveniently, so as not to prevent these yin and yang students from learning yin and yang skills, thinking about what they have and what they don't have every day.

But he still felt a little sorry for Yuejian Lingguang, thinking that both Abe Seimei and Yuan Boya loved her very much, if she had been with either of them back then, it must have been a hundred times better than following him.

Yuejian Lingguang covered his head and muttered, "I wasn't bullied, how could they bully me, I beat them all down with my backhand, just their little arms and legs..."

Ma Cangye Wang looked at Yuejian Lingguang, who had the same small arms and legs, and didn't speak.

"What's there to regret, I'm praying, you still think about driving me out?" Yuejian Lingguang paused, then suddenly raised his head, "It can't be that among the people I beat up, so-and-so people, so they come to trouble you, right?"

"That's not true." Ma Cang Ye Wang shook his head, "It's useless even if they go to sue, you don't have to worry."

"Oh, I'm not worried." Yuejian Lingguang breathed a sigh of relief, and then went to draw her talisman.

King Ma Cang Ye stared at her in silence for a while, then suddenly knocked Yuejian Lingguang on the head with the rolled book.

"Ouch! Master QAQ, why did you hit me again, you'll be fooled!"

"Don't worry, I'm already stupid enough. No matter how stupid I am, I can't go anywhere." Ma Cang Ye Wang said coolly, put down the book in his hand, and folded it on the pile of books on Yuejian Lingguang's desk, "This book is also worth reading." You have to copy it again, spells and talismans are the basics, remember not to slap people in the future when you hit people, when you feel that their faces are too slapped and you can't control your hands, you will curse them."

"Isn't that good? Casting a curse or something..." Yuejian Lingguang shrank back as soon as he heard the curse.

"Or you go find some monsters to harass them?"

"Curse! Curse them with long bags all over their faces!" Yuejian Lingguang immediately changed his mind and agreed with Ma Cang Yewang's previous idea.

King Ma Cang Ye: "..." Just your little talent!

"Oh, the festival is coming soon. If they have long bags all over their faces, they won't be able to help. We won't have enough manpower at that time... Well, I'd better wait until the festival is over before casting a curse on them. I just don't know how to do it, so I still have time to learn. How to curse."

Yuejian Lingguang took Ma Cang Ye Wang's words seriously, and began to wonder when the best time to do it.

King Ma Cang Ye didn't bother to remind her, but when he heard about the ceremony, he replied, "The ceremony has been cancelled."

"The ceremony was cancelled? How could it be?" How could a ceremony held by the court be canceled so easily?

"The priest in Zhixing of Mijing Temple suddenly couldn't sleep. The people above thought it was unlucky, and it was not suitable to hold another festival at this time, so they canceled it."

Zhi Xingnei of Mijing Temple is one of the eminent monks who are qualified to preside over various rituals in the palace. The current emperor has a close relationship with him. When he heard that he couldn't sleep, he not only canceled the ceremony, but even made everyone in Yinyangliao Onmyoji, witches and priests of the shrine prayed for him to drive away evil spirits.

"The soul enshrined in Zhixing should not be in the body, but if this continues, his body will die. This is a matter of time. And Mr. Abe's opponent, Master Daomo, suggested that Mr. Abe go ask Taishan Mansion Lord Return to the soul enshrined in Zhixing. The superior has even issued an imperial edict. This kind of difficult thing is clearly making things difficult for him. I am afraid that Mr. Abe will be in trouble... Hey, come back to me!"

As soon as King Macang Ye turned around, he saw Yuejian Lingguang drop his pen, pick up the knife from the knife holder, and was about to run outside.

He stood there and sighed, "Didn't you say I won't help him, what are you doing so fast?"

Tsuchimikado Abe House.

Abe Seimei was still drinking leisurely, and Yuan Boya who was next to him had already walked around him several times in a hurry.

"Master Qingming!" Yuejian Lingguang rushed in, pulled out the knife and slashed a few times, "Is that Tao Mo or Bodhidharma trying to harm you? I will protect you. If he dares to come, I will kill him !"

"The problem now is not Master Daomo, it's useless if you kill him." Yuan Boya twitched his brows, "Qingming just presided over the Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice, and Zhixing's nephew has returned to life, but this life is changed for another." Ming... Qingming, are you really alright?"

"If you don't accept this time, there will be a next time." Abe Seimei still looked indifferent.

"How can it be like this, death is death, how can life and death be retrograde?" Yuejian Lingguang frowned, although she didn't understand what Taishanfu Lord Sacrifice was, she still understood the truth, life is life, death is death , Life and death have their own definite number, which cannot be changed at will.

"The enshrined in Zhixing didn't really die, so there is room for turning around. He just offended Mr. Taishan, and he might come to me tonight." Abe Seimei showed a wry smile, "It's life or death, it's up to you I can see my fate in the book of life and death in the underworld."

"Is there really a Lord Taishan?" Yuejian Lingguang also fell into distress, "Well, let's make him some delicious food, will he let Master Qingming go when he is in a better mood?"

"Master Taishan was originally a great god in the Tang Dynasty. Since ancient times, Mount Tai has been the place where the souls of the dead gather. Lord Taishan judges whether the souls of the dead are good or evil. Since Buddhism was introduced to Japan, Lord Taishan has been in contact with Yama of Hell. The image of the king is integrated into one, responsible for the life and death of people. If the Lord Taishan really exists, he should also be in Datang. I don’t know if there is such a great god in our underworld, but I do know the goddess Huang Quanjin and... ...The Underworld King Yan Mo has a first assistant named Ghost Lantern, which is very interesting, Boya, do you know?"

"Get to the point!" Yuan Boya was going crazy, especially seeing Abe Seimei not caring about anything.

"Well! But the name is a curse. Master Daomo cast a curse on the Lord Taishan. Now everyone believes that the Lord Taishan took away the soul enshrined in Zhixing. Now this power of belief can make 'Taishan Mansion Jun' really exists and will come tonight."

"Master Seimei!" Tsukimi Lingguang was not sure whether Abe Seimei could deal with this 'Taishan Fujun'.

"Go back!" Abe Seimei smiled and ruffled her hair. "It's dangerous here. I'm glad you can think about me. Boya will help me tonight. Go back!" He said Calling Jinjian to come over and send Yuejian Lingguang back.

"But Lord Boya doesn't know how to spell..."

"Boya has a flute Yeji given by a ghost, and music also contains powerful and clean power." Abe Seimei explained, winking and letting Imai take him away.

"I also have a flute, Master Boya made it himself!" Yuejian Lingguang took out a green bamboo flute, and met Abe Seimei's teasing eyes.

"It's still close to your body."

"I want you to take care of it!" Yue Jian Ling Guang blushed.

"Blow it, Boya taught it. Maybe your flute sound is also useful." Abe Seimei motioned her to try playing for a while, Yuan Boya couldn't stop her, and then even Abe Seimei couldn't help covering her ears.

Without him, only ugly.

"Is this really taught by Boya?" Abe Seimei started to complain, but Yuan Boya didn't answer him, but slapped Abe Seimei so hard, pointed to the door, "Look!"

At the gate of the courtyard, there was a mass of white objects vaguely floating, like a person wearing a white official uniform.

Abe Seimei: "..." He's not ready yet!

Yuejian Lingguang was blowing his flute furiously, not paying attention to the situation behind her at all, Jinjian drew out his knife and stood in front of her.

The white thing seemed unable to stand the noise of her blowing, and suddenly let out a shrill cry, and then dispersed with a "bang".

Yuejian Lingguang was taken aback by the sound of the explosion, and he loosened his grip on the flute, which fell to the ground and rolled for a distance.When she turned her head to find out, she saw Ma Cang Ye Wang, who was chasing Yuejian Lingguang, standing far outside the door.

"What, so it's Master." She bent down to pick up the dropped flute.

The dissipated white mist condensed together again, slowly spinning like a whirlpool.Abe Seimei and the others held their breath and were on guard. Yuejian Lingguang picked up the flute, patted off the soil stuck to it in distress, and blew it twice to see if the flute was broken.

Looking back, she saw that they all looked wary, and she was confused, "What's wrong?"

At this moment, the whirlpool of white mist exploded violently again, turning into a real whirlpool. Like a tornado, a gust of wind was rolled up, and there was a hole in the middle, which seemed to suck everything in.

"Wind..." Before Abe Seimei finished speaking, he was involved. It should be said that all the people present, including Imaiken, were involved.

When all the living creatures on the scene disappeared, the hole disappeared, as if it had never existed before.

Abe Seimei, Minamoto Hiroya, Asakura Leaf King and Imakumi fell to the bottom for some time, and before they got up, they saw a group of green-faced and fang-toothed little ghosts holding their necks with forks.

"Another dead man is coming!"

"It's the wrong place!"

"Should I take it to Santuchuan or directly to the trial?"

"Take them to ask Master Ghost Lantern!"

Abe Seimei smiled when he saw this, "It's good that it didn't fall into the hands of Lord Taishan. Ghost Lantern is a just person. If our lifespan is not over, he will let us go back."

But Ma Cangye Wang couldn't be happy, "Where did Xiaoguang go?"

The place where Yuejian Lingguang fell was different from them. Not to mention people around, not even a ghost was seen. The surrounding area was white, and in the distance, you could see a large area of ​​manzhushahuahua red flowers in full bloom. It looked as if Very close again.

She took a few steps back, only to feel the coldness behind her, it turned out that she was leaning on a big rock.

Yuejian Lingguang groped up to it, the stone was huge, and she couldn't reach the edge after groping for a long time.

Suddenly a female voice came from the other side of the stone, "My poor child, come, come to my side!"

The author has something to say: Master Daomo is Ashiya Domitsu.

Ashiya Michimitsu is attached to Fujiwara Kenmitsu, and Abe Seimei is a subordinate of Fujiwara Michizane. Although Fujiwara Akimitsu and Fujiwara Michizane look at the same surname, they are political enemies, the kind who will never die, so the onmyoji under their hands Also opposite.

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I can finally write ghost lights, hahahahahaha