[Comprehensive] This Onmyoji has a hole in his head

He opened his eyes in the mirror, and the hot sun hit his eyes directly. It was still noon at this time, and the sun was just right.

She got up, only to see the barren land and the refugees who came from nowhere were setting up a simple bonfire, roasting the hunted pheasants and hares.

Just as she was about to go up to say hello and find out which place this place is, she found that these people did not recognize her existence.

She reached out to touch those people, but found that she couldn't touch them at all. She seemed to be a transparent existence.

In the mirror, she only remembered that before she passed out, the moment when the sleeve-length fingers of the blond monster touched her forehead, a feeling of paralysis from electric shock pervaded her whole body, and memories that did not belong to her invaded her brain, causing her to lose consciousness.

Is it the memory of the blond monster?

She wandered around this small mountain for a while, and finally found this blond rogue monster. The little monsters hiding in the shadows occasionally talked about him, and respectfully called him Mr. Slick.

The handsome monster used his hands as a pillow, squinted his eyes and sat lazily under the locust tree. The whirling light and shadow hit his body, which was so beautiful that it was not real.

"I heard that humans are planning to settle here!"

"Hey? Really? Go and have a look?"

The slippery ghost slightly opened his narrowed glasses, stretched out his hand to drive away these annoying little monsters, changed his position sideways and continued to sleep.

The people who have just arrived are completely unaware of the ghosts and dangers in the mountains. They are quite satisfied with this land, and after heated discussions, they decide to settle down here.

Time flies by as if fast forwarded. The once barren land has begun to see the prototype of a village. The short thatched huts show their poverty and embarrassment, but the villagers are always smiling. If foreigners come, they will also miss Hospitality like a friend.

"What is the name of this village?" The plainly dressed woman leaned on her husband and asked softly.

"Yeah, it's time to think about it." The man rubbed his chin, thought for a while, and then said, "It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar. Our village is not big, but it's made up of friends from all over the world. Why not call it Youyin Village."

The name of Youyin Village has been recognized, and the growing Youyin Village is full of human touch just like the name.

"Hey? It's become a good look, it's almost time to play."

Nuliang Huapiao looked at the slowly growing village, with a slightly evil charm in the angle of raising it.

He always appears when people are in a hurry, or when people don't notice him, they go to other people's homes to eat and drink, pick up a glass of wine and sip it, as if they are in their own home.

When people began to pay attention and thought of catching him, his existence became a little erratic and difficult to catch.

And when people were desperately looking for the slippery ghost, they saw in the mirror that this poor guy was walking leisurely on the path with someone's newly brewed wine in his arms, watching the villagers' reactions and sniggering, the smile of such a handsome monster But like a naughty boy.

"Did something unclean come in?" The villagers discussed suspiciously. There was always a familiar yet unfamiliar guest beside them.

"But it doesn't seem to be harmful."

"Then there's no problem, we're Youyin Village!" a leading man said proudly.

The hearts of the people in the village are so big!As a spectator, Jing Li couldn't help sighing at the simplicity and innocence of the villagers.

The villagers gradually accepted the strange guest of the slippery ghost, and even regarded the appearance of the slippery ghost as a strange talk after dinner, until one day, the bandits moved into the mountains and acted recklessly, causing the villagers a headache.

"What's wrong? You seem to be very troubled." Nuliang Huapiao sat cross-legged in this sad-looking female villager's house with a glass of wine in her hand, as if he was the owner of the house.

"Recently bandits have been harassing our village, not to mention a lot of property has been looted, some villages tried to resist them, and even lost their lives..." She replied, raising her head, suddenly in a trance.

"Strange, who was I talking to just now..." He looked at the empty space where someone should have been, and suspected that he had seen some hallucination.

***

Dusk is approaching, and at the time of magic, the monsters in the forest today are a little restless.

It didn't take much effort for the slippery ghost to find the bandit's lair, which caused the villagers a lot of headaches. This is also thanks to the small monsters in the mountains who are always very sensitive to the appearance of humans.

In fact, he doesn't need to meddle in human affairs. It's just that he has been hospitable in that human village for so many years, eating and drinking there, and he has some affection for this new village.

Just treat it as the uncle who collected their protection fee.

Nuliang walked to the door ostentatiously, and before the vigilant minions could make a sound, a white light flashed across his throat, and blood flew everywhere.

The smell of blood made the demons in the dark swarm to the side of the village. Seeing the slippery ghost in front of him, he didn't dare to go too far, but quietly followed him and broke into the village, like ghosts walking in the night.

"Monster...youkai!" The bandits felt timid when they saw the intruding monster and the will-o'-the-wisp floating in the air. First different place.

He shook off the blood stains on the knife, and the blade shone coldly.

"Yes... I have something to say!" The boss in the crowd said tremblingly, seeing the gold and silver treasures in the village, it seemed that he had seen a life-saving straw.

"We can give you all the gold and silver treasures, please go around us!"

"No need" looked down at the gilt eyes who were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy without any emotional fluctuations, and the magnetic voice was a little low.

"You're making my drink nasty."

After finishing speaking, monsters who seemed to have obtained some kind of permission rushed into the crowd first, and strange blood flowers bloomed in the village.

"No...don't!" The heart-piercing shout from the woman attracted the attention of everyone and cunning ghosts.

"What, it turned out to be a girl from the village." Nuliang Huapiao drove away the monster who was about to move towards her, looked at the torn clothes and the distressed appearance of the woman, and simply put his coat on her body, and then He picked her up horizontally, left the stockade, and walked towards the village.

The cottage behind him only saves overlapping corpses.

The woman's originally closed eyes were slightly opened because of curiosity. She secretly looked at the slippery ghost who was holding her, and found that this monster was not as scary as imagined.

The unnatural light golden soft long hair, the slightly upturned eye tips and the demon lines under the corners of the eyes make him look seductive and dangerous. The woman is curled up in his arms, the deer pounding in her heart.

"Excuse me, what is your name?" The woman who was safely sent to the village asked shyly, but the slippery ghost didn't answer him.

She stared at the back of the slippery ghost going away, and suddenly remembered.

He is the protagonist of the village ghost story!

On the second day after the incident, a pot exploded in the village, and when several young people went to the cottage, they saw only skeletons and corpses.

"It was that guest! It was that mysterious guest who saved me!" The villager who was rescued by the slippery ghost said excitedly to the villagers.

The original bloody massacre was deliberately covered up, and only the story of the hero saving the beauty remained in people's ears.

When the slippery ghost came to the village again, he found that he had another title - the guest god. Not only that, the village even built a shrine. use.

"It's obviously a monster, but it's really distressing to be worshiped by humans as a god." Nuliang Huapiao raised his eyebrows and smiled. The power of faith made him stronger, and the development of the village was officially on the right track.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed, and the older generation who used to be addicted to the legend of the guest god has gradually passed away. The last female villager who believed in him is gradually falling asleep, and all the power of faith spreads and dissipates in the sky like a burning sunset.

The development of the village has been decent, the life of the villagers has become more prosperous, but the belief in the guest god has gradually weakened, the god table placed outside the door has been put away, and the shrine has become desolate day by day.

"Is it time to leave?" The village that Nuliang was looking at no longer had the charm of the past.

People become richer, but they become more greedy and selfish, and the darkness in people's hearts grows day by day, which will lead to disaster one day.

***

When I revisited the hometown of the slippery ghost, I found that the shrine that no one cares about has been meticulously taken care of, and the incense and money in the donation box with wooden lattices will overflow at any time.

What's the situation?Nuliang Huapiao was stunned, and asked among the crowd for a while, only to find out that the young women in the village were always missing recently. On Shenyin.

Hey Hey hey!Do I look like such a stingy guy! ?Nuliang Huapiao raised her eyebrows, and decided to meet the exorcist.

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"Are you the deceitful bad boy?"

The last thing he saw in the mirror in his memory was the scene of himself being molested.