[Onmyoji] There are fox sui sui

Yinyangliao is a very important institution. The emperor allocated a piece of land in the most prosperous and affluent place in Kyoto for their office. Although it is located in a bustling place, it is extremely quiet inside, not to mention the sound of cars and horses passing by. , could not hear even a little noisy human voice.

In order to get is a quiet luxury.

He Mao Baoxian was sitting in the room, and the files and books that were usually piled up on the desk were all removed, and the urgent affairs that needed to be dealt with collectively changed positions and stayed in the corner facing the wall.

He has always been a person who pursues high efficiency. He prioritizes everything and is as precise as a puppet.Taking time off at this moment is for something more important than the urgent business.

He is waiting for a monster.

The bamboo curtains on the windows moved automatically without any wind, and a strong smell of wine entered the room. The next moment, a shadow fell in front of He Mao Baoxian.

"Your place is like a pile of dead people, not angry at all."

The silence and tranquility deliberately created is beyond the imagination of countless people with busy lives outside, and it is only worthy of full disgust in the mouths of visitors.

With a "clang" sound, Jiu Tun smashed several jars of precious wine in his hand on He Mao Baoxian's desk, his red hair flaring like flames.

"The wine in Kyoto is too weak. It was agreed last time. Let me give you a taste of what is really good wine."

The yin and yang host who was praised as "strict on self-discipline, not even a drop of alcohol" didn't even frown, just snapped open the mud seal, and took a sip from the wine jar.

It can be seen that the word "principle" is just a fleeting cloud, and it only scares people who live in the lower positions and need to look up at the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain.

A respected yin and yang landlord and a ghost king who is reviled by thousands of people, separated by a narrow book table, they have an incomparable tacit understanding when drinking, like friends who have known each other for many years.

They have indeed known each other for many years.

More than ten years ago, He Mao Baoxian and Jiu Tun met for the first time. They didn't use spells, just like ordinary samurai who used martial arts to make friends.

The onmyoji is a taciturn person, but the ghost king is a wanton demon. After a fight, he invites the onmyoji, who should be his rival, to have a drink, and somehow becomes friends.

After drinking a jar of wine, Jiu Tun said, "You should have heard about the change in Heiye Mountain. I don't know where the guy is doing something. But there is information from Dajiangshan that they are wooing the big monster. This is not true. It's a good sign."

If he simply wanted to make a big fuss, he would have done it in a big way long ago, so that he doesn't even know the mastermind and purpose now.

To covertly engage in armed groups, people with a discerning eye can see that they are going to do something big and blockbuster.

As for how big it is, it depends on the average level of those who are attracted. A collection of crooked melons and cracked dates can break a few unimportant branches at most, and a group of crouching dragons and phoenix chicks can uproot a tree. up the power.

"Who?"

"The obstinate idiot of Ootengu and the guy of Arakawa who doesn't think too much about watching the excitement, our intelligence can confirm that there are two of them."

It can be confirmed that there are them, that is to say, there are still uncertainties.

He Mao Baoxian's expression was also rare and dignified. The big tengu and the Lord of Arakawa are both very famous big monsters. If they can win over such a big monster, the benefits of the other party's hand must be unimaginable, but paying such a big price , the picture must be not small.

At this juncture, Abe Seimei suddenly lost his memory. The timing was too coincidental, and He Mao Baoxian had to have some bad associations.

If the guy from Black Night Mountain really planned everything, it would be too scary.

"Thank you."

He Mao Baoxian's attitude of thanking him was very sincere. At this time, Jiu Tun was able to send this information, which would help him to prepare early, and it was really a great help.

Jiu Tun waved his hand, "I never owe favors."

When Yuan Laiguang planned to exterminate Dajiangshan, he naturally informed He Mao Baoxian, who was the owner of Yinyang Liao, and He Mao Baoxian politely gave him good or bad luck, participated in the farewell banquet, and turned around and sent the information to him. Arrived at Dajiangshan.

Selling teammates is merciless, faster than taking off pants.

When Minamoto Raimitsu attacked, Shuten even told the embarrassing things about Minamoto Raimitsu as a child [-] times as a joke.

He Mao Baoxian nodded, not showing any politeness.

He sent the information to Dajiangshan because he saw that Dajiangshan was in full swing and had a good reputation at that time. Shuten would definitely not sit back and watch Dajiangshan become the target of public criticism. Hidden danger.

As he expected, Jiu Tun also played a trick to get rid of the golden cicada's shell. Da Jiangshan seemed to be defeated, but in fact, the core figures such as the ghost king and ghost general were all there, but he lost many of his subordinates.

A subordinate who can be easily killed, or run away after watching Dajiangshan lose, is exactly what Shuten doesn't need.

Taking advantage of Minamoto Yorimitsu's shareholder wind, Da Jiangshan successfully shrank his power, brushed off a large number of unreliable followers, broke them into pieces, and lurked in the dark.

The interior of Dajiangshan is still monolithic.

A war, except for those dead souls, turned out to be a happy ending in the end.What's even more incredible is that the one who became the biggest winner was He Maobao, who sold both ends well and picked himself clean.

"When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits." Jiu Tun touched it, "You humans are really cunning."

"Thank you." He Mao Baoxian raised his glass and gave a symbolic courtesy.

Shuten doesn't care who gets the biggest piece of the cake in the end, anyway, he achieved his goal and got enough benefits.He is an excellent hunter, he knows the principle of contentment and happiness, and he will not turn against He Mao Baoxian for a momentary loss.

The one who achieves the great cause in the end is the real winner.

He has always sneered at those idiots who think that his pursuit of Hongye is self-willed and depraved. Why do Jiangshan beauties only choose one?

It's difficult to choose between stumbling, no matter which side you don't want to give up but you make up your mind, and in the end you can't help but miss the side that was given up.

Too shabby.

You must know that he is a greedy and cunning ghost king, and he never makes a choice about what he wants.

After drinking, Jiu Tun didn't bother to stay in such a place where there was no sound at all, he came with a full load and left with empty hands, leaving the rest of the wine jar to He Mao Baoxian as a souvenir.

Relying on the fact that no one dared to trespass into the landlord's room, He Mao Baoxian just moved the wine jar away, picked up a volume of official affairs and entered work mode.

He doesn't care about the working environment, whether it's noisy or quiet, he can perfectly immerse himself in the affairs.There are thousands of people in the world, and he happens to be the one who doesn't recognize the bed.

The important thing is that this kind of environment represents the status of Yin-Yang Liao.

Biao moved his increasingly heavy body, jumped three times, and finally climbed into He Mao Baoxian's room. As soon as he entered, he smelled a strong smell of wine.

"Shuten-douji has come? Let me taste it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swept away the exhausted look that he was planning to pretend to be a trick to Xiao Yugan, and plunged into the wine jar at a speed that didn't fit the orange cat's appearance.

"Hi...good wine! Haha, good wine!"

Biaoruan lay prone on the wine jar, clawed the edge of the jar, narrowed his slender eyes, extremely satisfied.

He Maobaoxian didn't look sideways.

"Hey, I haven't had such strong wine for many years." Biao was still unsatisfied, "Speaking of which, the little girl agreed, you must not reply, it is expected, right?"

He Mao Baoxian proved its correctness with practical actions.

"Cut..." Biao lazily turned over and looked at the ceiling with straight eyes.

The room is too quiet, and people will start to lose their minds if they don't pay attention. After drinking, they can't concentrate even more. They lie on the ground without bones, and the ceiling becomes a screen, and the past fragments flash before their eyes like a lantern.

"In a blink of an eye, the brat's apprentices are all so old... Obviously they were pranksters before, and they were punished together." Biao Mi said with a stare.

Several monkey-like teenagers stood neatly in the corner, but there was an obvious gap at the end of the line, and a cub stood there, looking very pitiful.

The sun in midsummer is always particularly dazzling. The sun is not poetic at all when it falls on the ground.

The teenagers were positioned cleverly, the wall just had no eaves, and a row of people were exposed to the sun, and the palms of their hands were just touched by the bamboo board, which was burning and painful, and they could eat with a handful of cumin.

Douding at the back was punished to stand obediently, and suddenly felt someone poked him. He saw that the boy next to him looked serious about being punished, with fine beads of sweat coming out of the tip of his nose, but his hand was slightly Not restless, a lotus pod bloomed in the red palm like a magic trick.

The few people next to him were not as pretentious as he was, trying to squint their eyes and winking.

The lotus pod has passed through the hands of several people, and its appearance is no longer very good.

Xiao Zai pulled out a lotus seed, peeled it open and ate it, forgot to take out the lotus heart for a while, and stuffed it whole into his mouth.

After the teacher left, the teenagers had already reached the time when they were in charge of their own affairs, and went their separate ways, leaving only the cubs in the yin and yang dormitory.

"The enemy that I am afraid of to death, how can my junior brother not be afraid?" They said to Biao.

The cubs sent them away one by one, and brought them back one after another.

Not everyone is so lucky, sometimes only a stump or piece of meat comes back, sometimes nothing.

The laughing and noisy teenagers finally turned into a silent stone, standing on the top of the mountain together with countless ancestors, gazing tenderly at Heian-kyo.

"Baoxian," Biao said suddenly after an unknown amount of time, "If the little girl dies, Qingming will be sad."

He Mao Baoxian and Qi just settled the affairs, without raising their eyelids, "If you die, you will die."

Biao raised his head and glanced at He Mao Baoxian, his face was still calm, and the contours of his face gave off an inexplicably cold feeling.

Since when did that autistic teenager become such a duplicitous adult?

When several teenagers were punished to stand, He Mao Baoxian was in charge of supervision, and suddenly suffered from intermittent blindness, and did not recover his vision until the sale of stolen goods was completed.

After succeeding as the landlord, he silently accompanied the stinky boy to send people away one by one, and then brought them back silently.

Until the smallest one left.

The author has something to say: transitional chapter, the next chapter will introduce a new map, originally wanted to write more Shikigami, but finally cut orz

Minamoto Larimitsu's part was made up by myself. It seems that the official follow-up plot hasn't come out yet, and the progress of face-slapping is still loading.