[Comprehensive] This Onmyoji has a hole in his head

When mirror woke up, he found two traces of tears that had dried up on his face.

She never dreamed that she would meet Yuta again, no, to be precise, what he met was not Yuta, but Hannya.

The lie that comforted Yuta back then became the truth, and behind the truth, there was always a cruel past.

She and Qian Ming thought that sending him to another village and giving him wealth that would make him happy would make him happy, but who would have thought that that kindness would push him to another hell, making his heart ache? Shattered, turning him into a demon and turning him into a prajna.

Beauty and white bones are all illusions, green and green bamboos are all dharma bodies, lush yellow flowers are nothing but prajna, young, old, beautiful and ugly are just unreal, but for him, they are all vivid and lingering past.

It shows 100 favorability, Wisdom's alias, like ridicule, like sarcasm, echoing in the mirror, but she didn't show that emotion.

In the mirror, Banruo was summoned out to say hello to everyone. Banruo appeared obediently in front of others, and his delicate and cute face was pleasing to the eye, but Big Tengu didn't buy it.

"Why, don't you worry about me?" Banruo asked Big Tengu with a slight smile.

"It's just that I don't like what you're doing." Big Tengu looked at him and replied unhurriedly.

Sitting in the mirror, he handed the food bought early in the morning to Yao Dao Ji and the others, and then quietly watched their dispute with a cup of tea.

Ootengu is arrogant by nature, whenever there is a new shikigami in the mirror, the disdain in his heart is written on his face, as if saying that other people are superfluous, and he alone is enough. Thinking of this, mirror Li couldn't help but smile.

"Is that because of your righteousness?" Prajna asked leisurely, not caring about what Big Tengu thinks of him.

"Yes, not all of them." Big Tengu replied, "It's just that I don't like that kind of torture."

Daitengu is an upright monster, but his cold and arrogant face hides a kind heart, even kinder than her.

Jingli thought that at the door of Yingji's house that day, she didn't let Yingcao turn around to treat those people who were praying for Yingji's treatment at the door, she was not very nosy.

It was the big tengu who said something beside her.

Since then, Jingli began to reflect that he was not too cold and thin.

"Do you think my actions are too much? Then you just don't know what the people in those villages have done." Banruo said with a smile, but his body froze in the mirror. He saw those scenes in Banruo's dream .

"Take the thin woman whose face was skinned by me as an example. She has been using her beauty to defraud her of wealth. One day a villager discovered her purpose and persuaded her to stop. She didn't listen to the persuasion, but to prevent The matter was exposed, poisoned the man's tea, killed him, and threw the body into the water."

"As for the pair of childhood sweethearts, they were even more cowardly. They started their own families and found rich and powerful partners. After their partners died in an 'accident', they immediately walked together."

The arc of Banruo's mouth became more permeable: "As for the woman whose body was crushed by me..."

"Stop, stop, stop talking!" Mirror quickly interrupted Hannya, she really didn't want to recall those scenes again.

"Okay, sister in the mirror." Banruo smiled, and responded sweetly: "No, Master Mirror."

But Datengu fell into silence for a while, he seemed a little unbelievable.

Probably did not expect the human heart to be so ugly.

"Okay, okay, stop thinking about it, we are going to go." In the mirror, he pulled one of Daitengu's arms, pushed open the paper door and took him outside. Daitengu seemed to have something to say, but In the end, he just nodded towards the mirror and let her pull.

The rest of the shikigami also followed one by one, but Hannya was still stuck in place, staring blankly at the intimacy between Otengu and the mirror, what's going on with this loving look! ?

Yaohu patted him on the shoulder, shook his head, and said that it was good to get used to it.

After Kagori told the villagers that the flayer had been chased away by her, she called back Ibaraki Doji and left the village with a few shikigami.

The big tengu was still absent-minded along the way, tired from walking in the mirror, and asked the big tengu to carry her on his back, but the big tengu didn't object, and continued to struggle with carrying her on his back.

"What are you thinking about!" Looking in the mirror at the big tengu who was still trying to make ends meet, he thought he was really a big stupid dog.

"You don't think I'm that kind of person, do you?" She couldn't help reaching out and ruffling his light-colored hair.

"How could it be?" Big Tengu stretched out his hand and smoothed his hair: "I have always believed in you."

I have believed in you since the day my name was handed over to you.

"Then what are you still struggling with? Look, there is such a kind and lovely person like me!" In the mirror, he stretched out his hand and pulled Datengu's face. After Datengu let her mess around for a while, he slightly curled his lips and frowned. Also let go: "I really lost to you."

After Jingli arrived at the village pointed by Yibigu, he finally began to ask the villagers for directions in a serious manner, and the shikigami behind him also secretly gave a sigh of relief.

They finally don't have to watch the show of affection!

……

The shrine that originally served Fengshen Yimulian is completely devastated. The raven on the torii croaked a few times and then flew to the distance. Perhaps it is because of winter, the dead branches and desolate branches make this place look even more sad After a while, the local villagers have no time to take care of this place at all, because this village has been suffering from the war, life is poor, and people have died recently.

Looking at this desolate and silent land in the mirror, he began to wonder whether Yimulian would really stay here.

"Lord Fengshen, is Lord Fengshen there?" Mirror called to the ancient shrine, and the answer was the rustling cold wind.

The mirror did not give up, it would be better to say that he had no other way, she could only persevere and continue calling here until a figure appeared from behind the dead tree.

Appearing from behind the tree was a man in plain clothes, with white hair covering one eye, and a handsome man. He looked at the shikigami around him in the mirror, and said, "Onmyoji? Stop shouting, There is no Fengshen here, it's getting cold, you should go back quickly."

The mirror quickly recognized his identity.

Smiled in the mirror: "But here is Master Yimulian who doesn't belong to this era."

Hearing this, he lost his human appearance, and a golden dragon suddenly appeared from the blank space. His narrow eyebrows, black eye whites, red eyes, elf ears and horns all proved his identity as a monster.

Although he appeared as a monster, in the mirror he could still feel the softness that belongs to the gods.

"You came to find me back."

The eyebrows were slightly raised in the mirror, and then he said: "Since Master Yimulian already knows my purpose, can I go back to Ping'an capital with me?"

"I don't care about it for now, you'd better leave." Yimulian said tepidly.

"Why? This does not belong to your era." His refusal was completely unexpected in the mirror. He clearly knew that he did not belong to this era, and he also knew why he came, so he was unwilling to leave this desolate place.

"Even if it's in the distant future, I can't let the people in that village suffer again."

But there are already no people of yours, thinking in the mirror, I feel a little overwhelmed.

"This is in the midst of war, and there is nothing we can do about it." Jingli persuaded, but then felt that these words seemed pale and powerless.

Yimulian shook his head: "The war is not the cause of the suffering of the villagers. The real culprit is the gods."

"God? How could the god..." How could it be the culprit who caused the villagers to suffer? Just as the mirror was about to say it, he thought of the past of Yaodao Ji and the mountain god who crazily slaughtered humans.

"Do you know how gods are born?" Yimulian asked.

Mirror nodded and replied, "Gods are born from human wishes, right?"

"That's right, gods are born from people's wishes, and live by people's beliefs. If beliefs disappear..."

In the mirror: "Will you become a monster?"

Yimulian: "You're half right. To be precise, the gods lost their believers and should have disappeared in this world, but there are also gods who choose to degenerate into monsters."

"But there are tens of thousands of gods in the world, and there will always be gods that will be gradually forgotten by mankind, so there are also such existences as Gods of Misfortune."

"The God of Misfortune?" Jingli wondered, although she had little knowledge, she still had a certain understanding of ghosts and gods, but she had never heard of such a god.

Yimulian was silent for a while, then continued: "It's no wonder you don't know, the God of Disaster, the so-called God of Disaster, and the one who is bothering this village is the god who fulfills the wishes of murder and revenge."

The mirror's eyes widened: "In other words... those corpses outside the village..."

Yimulian nodded: "It was the deed of that god, so I must stop him here."

"..." The gods killed humans, but the gods who became monsters protected humans?In the mirror, I found that when explaining the whole thing, Yimulian's tone was so calm, he didn't seem to be angry about it, very contradictory, he seemed to understand the behavior of that god.

Resting his chin on his hand in the mirror, he began to meditate. Yimulian was very determined. Judging from the current situation, without his protection, how long the village can survive may become a problem.

"Then if I can make Fujin God stop harming this place, can you promise to come back to Heianjing with me?"

If he wanted to let Yimulian go with him, he could only ensure that the villagers would not be in danger.

Yimulian looked in the mirror with some doubts, and then replied: "I promise you."

……

"What is the master in the mirror going to do? The gods are not easy to deal with." Yaohu asked.

If the mirror asked them to kill the gods, I am afraid that no one would object to her shikigami.

"No, no, I, I just want to make trouble." The mirror replied with a straight face.