The Beauty of Onmyoji

The woman's clothes were already soaked, and the empty temple felt cool even though there was no wind.

Her body trembled slightly, which made me even more pitiful.

Huang realized that she was treating him as a sacrificial object.

Although there is nothing wrong with it to some extent, this sacrifice is just nonsense, there is no sea god to attack, there is no disaster of flood, and she is not needed as a tribute.

Huang said gently: "I am Huang, the messenger of the gods. This sacrifice is just a scam. Don't worry, you don't need to do anything."

However, Huang found that after he finished speaking, the woman's eyes became even darker. She remained silent, hugging her knees, and resting her head on them, depressed and repelled.

Huang never showed his heart, and he was not good at words. He didn't know how to comfort her, but the water stains on her body had already soaked away, so Huang called the servants to get her a clean female dress.

As a messenger of God, every request he made would be interpreted as God's will, and soon the clothes were presented, and they were extraordinarily gorgeous.

"You put it on first." Huang said.

The woman pursed her lips and remained silent. After a long time, she stood up, and then unbuttoned her skirt in front of Huang.

"Wait!" Huang quickly turned around and said, "Go to the back room to change."

She didn't speak, until she walked away, Huang turned around with a complicated expression.

He couldn't help thinking about the past, when he came out of the sea, he was still so dead.

However, he is the messenger of the gods, he can express his anger, but this weak woman can't do anything, it is estimated that she is still treating him as the sea god who needs her to serve.

No, it shouldn't be a woman. The close contact allowed him to feel the weak and demonic aura on her body.

It is this evil spirit that makes Huang feel more pity for her. He hates hypocritical human beings, but monsters and gods are essentially the same, they can be said to be of the same kind.

Thinking of what happened to her, Huang felt empathy, as if seeing another self.

Huang, favorability, 40.

Meggie paused when she was changing clothes, a faint smile floated on her lips, and then disappeared in a flash.

Huang's whereabouts are uncertain, and he is unwilling to reveal his heart, and even because of his previous experience, he is very repulsive to outsiders.

It can be said that if he didn't appear in such a posture, let alone attacking him, it would be very difficult to get close to him.

Fortunately, she learned about his experience from Yan Yanluo. When she went through the layout and appeared in a posture very similar to Huang's in the past, Huang treated her completely differently.

At this time, rather than saying that Meiji is attacking him again, it is better to say that Huang is redeeming himself.

When he first came to the world, it can be said that he was the most innocent and helpless. He was swallowed by the cold sea water, and he had extravagantly begged for someone to save him and help him, but no one appeared.

But now, when the identities are reversed, when he is capable, Meiji doesn't have to do anything, and he will treat her even better.

This kind of situation is very similar to the fact that parents who had a particularly poor life in their childhood, after making a fortune, will be extra generous when facing their children's requirements, as if meeting their children's requirements has made up for their childhood self.

As long as the layout is well laid out, then she doesn't have to bother to cater to Huang at all, as long as she puts on a look of lovelessness, Huang will come to save her instead.

It's like, just the same experience can arouse Huang's resonance, just like adding 40 favorability at once, even love at first sight is not so high.

Meiji changed her clothes and came out from the back room. Her eyes were dead silent and her face was numb. When Huang watched her come out, it was as if he had seen an exquisite puppet, beautiful but lifeless.

Meiji stopped in front of him, clasped her fingers together on her left waist, bent her legs and gave a slight blessing, her attitude was humble and respectful, and no one could fault it.

Huang couldn't help thinking about what she had experienced. As a monster, she appeared in a human village, was caught by humans, and was used as a sacrifice to the sea god.

He felt that there must be a story as tragic as his, and maybe even a little bit more miserable than him.

After all, even though he was weak at the time, he was still a man, and as a woman, she was born so beautiful and human beings were so dirty, I don't know how to treat her.

Thinking of how she actually wanted to unbutton her clothes in front of him at that time, Huang couldn't help feeling even more sympathetic.

Huang, favorability, 50.

He said in the gentlest tone he ever had: "What's your name?"

"My lord, the villain's name is Kumiko."

Because Ara had been approached by Kamaitachi before, and he was good at predicting, Miki didn't dare to tell her her common name anymore, so she used the previous name, but dropped the surname to make it more like a monster.

At that time, she actually thought about using one word like Huang, which would resonate with him more.But after thinking about it several times, it was all weird to read, so I gave up.

"It turned out to be Kumiko." Huang patiently explained: "Don't worry, I'm not the god of the sea, I don't need your service, I just saved you by chance."

Speaking of this, Huang couldn't help feeling a little rejoicing, if he hadn't gone to the beach, then she would have been submerged in the icy sea water now, and she would have become an innocent undead inside.

However, in fact, there are very few coincidences in this world, and all coincidences are just the result of careful calculations.

In the past, Meiji didn't find a way. Sometimes the famine came and sometimes it didn't. At that time, she gave herself a safe time. After that time, she would open the map and escape.Later, with the improvement time and time again, barren stools will basically appear.

But on the surface, Meiji raised her head and stared at Huang, her sadness didn't dissipate, on the contrary, it became more and more prosperous, and it didn't go away for a long time.

"Then how do I repay my lord?" she said softly.

Her voice was extremely thin, as if the autumn wind was blowing on her face, it was obviously very soft, but there was an unspeakable loneliness.

Huang shook his head: "You don't have to repay me."

Huang found that his answer did not seem to make the woman happy, but made her more confused and sad.

"Then what am I going to do? . . . What else can I do?"

Huang said: "You don't need to do anything, just stay here."

The woman opened her mouth, but said nothing, and finally just nodded obediently.

Huang added: "Don't think too much, take a good rest, if there's anything else, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Still she nodded obediently.

Because when Huang was a child, he lived like a human in the village. Even now, he doesn't need to sleep, but he still retains his previous habits.

He took the initiative to let the bed out.

"You should have a good rest tonight, and we'll talk about it tomorrow if you have anything to say."

The woman still nodded obediently without saying a word.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Huang was a little helpless, he was not good at words, even if he wanted to enlighten her, he didn't know how to speak.

Looking at her dead eyes, Huang sighed in his heart, and left here.

He came to the courtyard alone, looking at the bright moon, lost in his own thoughts.

He thought a lot, thinking of his innocent self, the cold sea water, the despair, and the woman's dead eyes.

He always felt uneasy in his heart, but he didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

Until the moon hung in the middle of the sky, and when the night was still, there was a creaking sound of the door of the temple, and Huang looked over at once.

It's Kumiko.

Huang didn't act rashly, he was a little curious about what she was going to do at this late hour.

Huang quietly followed.

Meiji kept her face numb, and stepped up to the tall building next to her.

The dark night sky is covered by clouds, but because of the wind, the clouds fly across, and the moon appears and disappears from time to time.

Meiji's dress was very gorgeous, and it was placed on the ground in a meandering manner. When she reached the tall building, the wind blew up her skirt, making her flutter like a fairy.

Huang hid his tracks and stood beside Miki.

Meiji couldn't see him, but she could feel his breath.

Huang is powerful and has a strong aura, there is no one else here, and he is so close, even if he deliberately conceals it, she can still know that he is by her side.

Moreover, Huang also underestimated her strength, thinking that she would not find out if she concealed it casually.

The height below is 30 meters, so looking at it this way, it is still very scary.

Meiji raised her head to look at the moon, and at this moment, the moon also emerged from the clouds in a cooperative manner, casting bright and clear radiance on her body.

She faced the moon, brewing emotions, feeling the desolate atmosphere around her, and thinking of the sad fate she would face if she didn't attack him, Mei Ji's tears gradually flowed out.

When Huang saw it, he felt more pity in his heart, but he was not good at words, so he didn't know what to say to comfort her, so he could only stand beside her and cry with her in his heart.

Then, he heard an extremely suppressed whimpering sound, as if he once hid in a corner and licked his wounds after coming out of the sea.

He felt that he should appear to comfort the other party, but he was afraid that his appearance would scare her, and he didn't even dare to cry.

Just when Huang was hesitating, he saw her cheeks were wet, and then, in the wind, she closed her eyes and opened her arms.

The wind bulged her clothes, and she seemed to be gone by the wind.

Huang didn't know what she wanted to do at first, but he saw her open her eyes again, looking towards the tower below, and then took a deep breath, as if she had absorbed courage in this way.

She raised her legs and tried to climb over the railing.

Huang suddenly realized that she actually wanted to jump off!

The author has something to say: Thank you ziwwer, the fruit is not a raccoon, the landmine that the European emperor descended on, is it~