I didn't expect you to be such an onmyoji.

The feeling of being burned all over the body by the fire was not pleasant, but fortunately, Yuan Dongshi felt the harsh winter cold again, and the chill spread from the tip of her toes to her whole body. She couldn't help shaking, and then opened her mouth suddenly. eyes.

There was no forest engulfed by the fire in front of her eyes, only the heavy snow falling one after another. The night was so blurred that she couldn't tell where she was for a while. She shook her head, propped her body on her elbows, and slowly Sitting up, she realized at this moment that the clothes that should have been burned by the fire were still draped on her body at this time, but they had been soaked by the snow, and a wave of dampness and cold penetrated into her skin.

Snowflakes brushed her cheeks and landed on her shoulders, and then sank into the gaps in the fabric.

There was a flute sound in her ears, from low to high, abrupt and sad, she looked up, but saw a young man sitting on the branch of a dead tree beside him, his white clothes seemed to illuminate the night clearly, light golden The short hair hangs down the side of the face in pieces, with lowered eyes, playing a piccolo that looks a bit old.

The black wings behind him were folded vainly, and the red long-nosed mask hung on his waist, revealing a delicate and handsome face.

Yuan Dongshi was stunned for a moment.

Did the big tengu catch her to listen to the flute?

She supported the tree with one hand and stood up slowly, but she only felt that the touch of the palm was not quite right. She spread the palm to her eyes, only seeing a few black marks on the palm.

"Miss Dongshi, do you still know where this is?"

That cold and arrogant voice echoed the flute of the big tengu.

Yuan Dongshi turned his head, and saw not far away, a person came stepping into the night, he was wearing a black hunting suit that almost merged with the night, and he was wearing a tall black hat, holding a black hat in his right hand. The cypress fan was tapped lightly in the palm of the left hand, walking leisurely, but with an aura of unreasonable timidity.

He was getting closer and closer, and then Yuan Dongshi could see clearly his long eyebrows, high nose bridge, and smiling lips. She was very familiar with this face. The onmyoji is like the one he wants, and the only difference is the pair of golden pupils of this person, like a beast, with the most primitive cruelty and arrogance.

She opened her eyes wide, watched him walk beside her, and said, "Hei Qingming?"

He laughed and said, "You really remember me." The cypress fan in his hand picked up the hair on Yuan Dongshi's shoulders, lowered his head slightly, smelling the smell in her hair, Yuan Dongshi frowned, took a step back, Roots slipped from his fan bones.

The smile on his face did not weaken at all, but he straightened up and looked at Yuan Dongshi.

Yuan Dongshi put his back against the dead tree, frowned and looked at Hei Qingming in front of him, and said, "Why did you take me to Heiye Mountain?"

She really didn't know what contribution she could make to Hei Qingming's great cause.

Hei Qingming smiled and said, "Naturally let Miss Dongshi visit her old place again."

"I've never been here..." She paused for a moment, then looked down at the black mark on her palm. She raised her head to look at Hei Qingming, and looked beyond his shoulders to a farther distance. The night was long, but she could see it very clearly. I saw those scorched and ferocious dead branches under the hillside, stretching for several miles, like a dead hell.

"Here is..." she said in a daze.

And Hei Qingming continued: "Xintai Forest." He took a step closer to Yuan Dongshi, "To be precise, it is the Xintai Forest that was destroyed by a fire."

Yuan Dongshi turned her eyes back to Hei Qingming's face, she looked directly at those golden eyes that looked like beasts, and asked, "That dream..."

The dream of the roaring fire that engulfed the Shinta Forest.

The dream of being surrounded by fire, evaporating the water in the body, watching myself covered with scorched marks, gradually dying in the fire.

"It's true." Hei Qingming said with a smile, "So, Miss Dongshi has come to revisit her old place."

"Am I really dead?" Yuan Dongshi asked.

"Miss Dongshi, who went back to 20 years ago in the dream, is dead." Hei Qingming said, his cypress fan was beating in the palm of his left hand, making no sound, but in Yuan Dongshi's eyes, it seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

"And Miss Dongshi, who came from an unspeakable place, is still alive."

Yuan Dongshi looked at the mysterious smile on Hei Qingming's face, and suddenly remembered that when she first met Qingming at the foot of the bridge at the foot of Guichuan Mountain, she asked about her background, and Qingming also smiled and told her that she couldn't tell the truth. come here.

In fact, it's not that it can't be said, but it can't be said.

"Even the great onmyoji Abe Seimei, who is well-known in Heian-kyo, can't figure out Miss Fushiki's origin from the hexagrams." Hei Qingming said with a smile, "Maybe he Abe Seimei has forgotten, but I still remember, 20 Years ago in Shinta Forest, I did see Miss Fushiki, with bare ankles, stepping on the flames, like a dancing sky, being betrayed. You came to save Abe Seimei, and in the end Abe Seimei was saved, and you died in the fire."

He took a step closer to Yuandongshi, and picked the hair on Yuandongshi's shoulders again with the cypress fan in his hand: "It's so pitiful, such beautiful long hair curled into a mess in the fire, and the beautiful and slim body turned into a mess." A scorched corpse curled up, I am afraid that Amaterasu might not be able to bear to see such a miserable scene."

He got closer and closer, and the scent of Qingming on her body rushed into Yuan Dongshi's nostrils. She just felt a little dazed, and wanted to retreat, but she had already reached the burnt dead tree, and she could not retreat. retreat.

Snowflakes fell on the black and clear cypress fan, and were gently lifted by the wind, blending into the night.

"Abe Seimei entered the way of Yin and Yang, and I also entered the way of Yin and Yang. He spent 20 years divining the good and bad fortune of others, but I spent 20 years divining your origin." Hei Qingming leaned into Yuan Dongshi's ear and said softly, " Touched? He forgot you, but I still remember you."

Yuan Dongshi gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry you have missed me for so many years, maybe it's for some shady purpose."

Hei Qingming let out a snort from his nasal cavity: "Smart Miss Dongshi." He straightened up and squinted his eyes at Yuan Dongshi, "Then Miss Dongshi might as well guess what I'm going to do next."

Yuan Dongshi raised her head to look at him, but saw a dangerous gleam in his golden pupils, she reflexively took a step to the side, but Hei Qingming had already dropped the cypress fan in her hand, and with both hands, He grabbed her throat violently.

He didn't use any force, but Yuan Dongshi still felt that it was very difficult to breathe.

He leaned close to Yuan Dongshi's cheek, his crooked eyes were full of smiles, his voice was soft and somewhat sickly, like a sympathizer whispering in the ear at night.

"It's really good, Miss Dongshi from the unspeakable place, you will be the last sacrifice for the resurrection of the big snake."

Yuan Dongshi suddenly opened his eyes wide.

At this time, she saw that there seemed to be a deeper undercurrent surging in the dark night sky behind Hei Qingming, each root was curved and soft, and several dazzling and huge green lights appeared from there, covering the wilderness that had been burned by the fire. Lin Ying was in front of her eyes, as if some terrible monster slowly tore open the sky, peering greedily at this scene with pairs of eyes.

The wind blew harder, the snow beat faster, and the wind and snow mixed together, blurring her vision.

She felt Qingming's other cold hand caressing her cheek slowly, and said in that cold and arrogant voice: "20 years ago, I thought someone would come to save me..." He paused, his voice There was a ferocious smile in his eyes, "However, I don't need anyone to save me now, even if you go back to 20 years and tell me at that time, everything was wrong before, and it is me you want to save , I can't forgive you either."

Yuan Dongshi managed to open her eyes and looked at Hei Qingming. At this moment, Hei Qingming's golden pupils seemed to be shining brightly. Sunny."

"Yes, I'm not Abe Seimei, and Abe Seimei is not me." Kuro Seimei tightened his fingers, tightly strangled Genfuyuki's neck, his voice lived up to the calm smile before, and became a little hysterical, " I am a demon and he is a human, but so what, I will sacrifice your life to the big snake and completely change this world, then I will be the ruler of this world."

Yuan Dongshi coughed a few times, squinted at Hei Qingming and said, "You will never succeed." She smiled, the corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, and she saw her own appearance in Hei Qingming's golden pupils, full of Seimei The fox laughed, she couldn't help coughing again, and said slowly, "The villain died of talking too much."

She raised her hand and let the paper talisman in her hand fly out of her fingers with the wind.

And the next moment, a girl with an umbrella in her hand fell from the sky, Hei Qingming immediately turned her head to look, and narrowed her eyes slightly: "The girl who ran away before?"

And that girl put away her umbrella, poked it hard into the snow with her umbrella sword, and shouted in a childish voice, "Come on!"

Three beams of dazzling red light burst out from behind her, and three tall figures could be vaguely seen among them. After the light faded away, one of them smashed the empty right sleeve to the ground, and a ferocious expensive ship stretched from the ground to Yuan Dongshi. Here, Hei Qingming reacted very quickly, grabbed Yuan Dongshi with one hand, and retreated quickly, narrowly avoiding the blow.

And Otengu, who was sitting on the tree playing the flute before, had already put away the flute, and asked doubtfully, "Ibaraki Doji?"

Yuan Dongshi also looked over there in amazement. What she pulled out was obviously a charm for summoning the demon luthier, intending to let the demon luthier play a tune to speed her up, but in the end she summoned Kagura?

Or dragged three SSR level Shikigami Kagura?

At this time, the person standing beside Ibaraki Doji took a step forward with his hands folded. The huge gourd on his back opened its mouth full of fangs, and spit out fireballs towards Hei Qingming. The cypress fan summoned a school of swimming fish, roaring and attacking Kuro Seimei, while the big tengu immediately spread its wings and leaped into the air, blowing a storm with its wings.

The destructive power of the battle between three SSR-level shikigami can be imagined. Genfuyu was swept from Kuro Seimei's arms to the other side by the tornado. She shielded her eyes with her arms and was about to look there. One hand was held by a small hand at the wrist, she turned her head to look, but saw Kagura staring straight at her, then took her hand and ran to the other side.

Yuan Dongshi was bent over, and she staggered, and was about to ask, but she heard her say: "Yuan Dongshi! You must stay away from Hei Qingming! You will die!"

Yuanfuyu was confused, but Kagura turned to look at her again: "Genfuyu, you are not dreaming, you have disappeared from school, you really exist in this world."

Gentoshi opened his eyes wide, looked at that Kagura, and murmured: "You..."

"I'm not Kagura." Just as she was halfway through her words, her body gradually became transparent. She could only stomp her feet and said, "I am the president of your dormitory, Yuan Dongshi, you are already dead in our world Did you forget, you skipped class to play games in the dormitory, and the dormitory building caught fire, and you couldn't escape..."

Yuan Dongshi's body shook violently.

"So, you have to work hard to survive in this world!"

The president only left a few misty words, and then disappeared. Yuan Dongshi looked back in a daze, but saw that the height was far away from Zi Ji, and the three SSR-style words that followed the president came. God has also disappeared.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, almost congealed on the cheek.

Her pupils dilated slightly, a little unbelievable.

"So, I'm already dead?"