Onmyoji Shikigami Don't Cry

Chapter 213 Douman Ashiya
The black palace.

There was a hint of coldness in the air, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Shuten Doji and Kaoru are standing in Yan Mo's palace at the moment, and Yan Mo is sitting on a chair above the stairs.

looking down at them.

"Sake Tun-douji..."

Yan Mo heard Xun's words, and then repeated Shuten Doji's name. After all, this name represents too many things.

In any case, Yan Mo never thought that since he would see the former Dajiangshan Ghost King in his palace.

"Ah."

Shuten-douji smiled, with a wicked smile on his face.

Shuten-douji didn't feel obedient in front of Yan Mo, even though Shuten-douji was standing and Enma was sitting.Even though Shuten-douji is looking up at Enma, and Enma is looking down at Shuten-douji, the two are still on an equal footing.

This is very clear in the hearts of Yan Mo and Shuten Doji.

"Why, you will be resurrected? You have died more than 1000 years ago, right?"

Yan Mo looked at Shuten Doji and asked him.

This question is naturally the most curious thing for Yan Mo.

After all, it is well known that Shuten-douji died at the hands of Minamoto Raimitsu more than 1000 years ago, but now Shuten-douji is standing in front of him.

Even if it were anyone, he would definitely be curious.

"After my death, my spiritual energy scattered in the world was collected by an onmyoji named Ashiya Doman. I don't know what method he used. In short, after more than 1000 years, I'm resurrected."

Jiu Tun-dou told the truth.

There was no need for Shuten-douji to hide such a thing.

In fact, Shuten-douji was also curious about what Ashiya Michimitsu did. After all, what exactly was Ashiya Michimitsu trying to do by collecting his aura?

Shuten-douji at that time was a big monster who endangered one side.

Everyone basically wanted to kill Shuten-douji, and humans did that, and Ashiya Doman was also a human being.

Why should he save himself?
Regarding this matter, Shuten-douji has never figured it out, and now more than 1000 years have passed, and Ashiya Domitsu is also dead.

This question also seems to have no answer.

For Shuten-douji, this was a small regret.

"Michiman Ashiya..."

Yan Mo read the name for a while, and then his thoughts returned to a certain moment more than 700 years ago.

……

It was an old man in ragged clothes, with gray hair and some dirt and weeds on it.

It looks like a beggar who just woke up from the ground.

But it was such an old man who made the kid sent by Yan Mo never return.

"Those little ghosts were killed by an old man who looked like a beggar."

The kid who came back said this to Yan Mo.

At that time, Yan Mo didn't care about the old man. Even if he killed a few little ghosts, it wasn't worth Yan Mo caring about him.

After all, the kid's ability is very weak.

And it's also easy to die. Anyone with a little cultivation and a little understanding of yin and yang techniques can kill the little ghost.

"That old man, tell the little ghosts to look for things related to Shuten-douji, the clothes worn during his lifetime, Shuten-douji's body, and his wine gourd, as long as they are related to him and can be found, The old man wants them all."

The little ghosts who were caught were forced to work as coolies for the old man for nearly a month.

On the eighth day when the little ghosts were driven by the old man, the little ghosts were already a little tired.

After all, looking for those things every day is also a very tiring thing, and it is also very boring.

Most of all, it was something that was forced to do.

If you don't do well, you will even be punished by the old man. Because of this, those little ghosts thought of resisting.

"That old man is very strict."

"That's right, that's right, yesterday, just because I was lazy, he lost my hand, and I haven't found it until now."

A one-armed kid said aggrievedly.

"Probably burned, I saw that old man burning something yesterday."

"Woooo..."

The one-armed kid cried aggrievedly, after all, if he couldn't find his arm, it would be like this forever.

"We are hiding in hell today, don't go out, in this case, the old man can't do anything to us."

A kid suggested.

At this time, more than a dozen other little ghosts gathered.

These little ghosts were all driven by that old man, and they have already been dissatisfied in the past few days.

If they weren't afraid of the old man's strange yin and yang skills, they would have quit long ago.

Now that the brat said that, everyone naturally agreed.

"Yes, if we hide in hell, the old man will have nothing to do."

"Yes, no human has ever been to this place, the old man will definitely not be able to find it, and even if he finds this place, he will not be able to cross the river of black water. Even if he crosses that river, he will surely It must have been eaten by a ghost.

After all, a ghost mouth looks too much like a door. "

"Hehehe, that's good, it just makes him suffer a little bit. He has been bullying us for the past few days."

The little ghosts became more and more excited as they talked.

After all, thinking of taking revenge and venting the grievances accumulated in the past few days, it was difficult for everyone to hide their inner excitement.

"Then it's settled."

The one-armed imp said.

"Well, that's it."

……

All the little ghosts did not go out that day.

Hiding in hell is still very safe, at least that's what the little devils think in their hearts.

Time passed slowly.

The morning passed.

"The old man must have been very angry when he found out that we didn't go. Just make him mad."

"Ah."

The little ghosts were discussing, still very excited in their hearts.

Noon passed.

"The old man hasn't come yet, so there is probably no way to find us."

"Yeah, no human has ever been to hell, and the old man must not be able to. After all, this place is so hidden, and the air is very thin. If a human enters, they will die soon."

"That old man is nothing more than that."

The little devils have already begun to feel a little proud, after all, until now, the old man has not found this place.

The sun has set.

"It seems that the old man can't come anymore, he is still just a slightly powerful human being."

"Hey hey, you don't have to be afraid of him in the future."

"Yes, there is no need to help him find those messy things anymore."

The little ghosts spoke slowly, with a relaxed smile on their faces.

To be driven, or enslaved by a human being, is actually a very shameful thing for little ghosts.

Now it's finally all over.

I don't have to be a coolie for that old man anymore.

Just when the little ghosts are proud.

A scream sounded.

There are not many ghosts in hell at this time, so it has always been very quiet.

This scream sounded in such a quiet environment, it was too ear-piercing and too scary.

The little ghosts couldn't help but put away the smiles on their faces.

His face became serious.

"What happened?"

"Yeah, what happened?"

The little ghosts looked at each other, but no one dared to go out to look, after all, the scream was too shrill.

It was like a cry before dying.

At this time, the little ghosts all huddled together, and there were no powerful ghosts in hell for the time being.

Whether it's Xun or Yan Mo, they've all gone out now.

After all, at this time, hell is only a period of time that has just been discovered, and Yan Mo and Xun are still responsible for the task of finding and leading those little ghosts wandering in the world into hell.

"Send someone out to have a look."

"Yeah, send someone out to have a look."

"But who should be sent?"

The little ghosts were talking in low voices, for fear that the louder voices would be heard by the scary things outside.

"Let's draw lots, everyone."

"Okay, let's draw lots."

A little ghost walked over slowly. There was a hole in this little ghost's stomach. When walking, it dangled and made some tinkling sounds.

The little ghosts stretched their hands into the little ghost's stomach one by one, and took out something inside.

"Who got the shot put?"

"who is it?"

"who is it……"

The little devils were making noise, all looking for the little devil who got the shot put.

A suspected little devil opened his hand, and in his hand was a stone, which was taken out of the little devil's stomach just now: "Look, it's not me..."

"Then who is it?"

"It's him."

A little ghost pointed, a little ghost with a long neck, and shouted loudly.

The eyes of all the little ghosts gathered like the little ghost with a long neck, and everyone looked at him quietly.

The kid had no choice but to slowly open his hand.

In the hand is a very small shot put.

It is said that this shot put was the cause of the death of the little devil with a hole in his stomach and a tinkling walking.

The stones in the little ghost's stomach were all eaten by it.

When he was alive, he always felt like a chicken, so after eating, he would swallow a few stones, which would help digestion.

In the end, he died because he accidentally swallowed a small shot put.

"Hurry up, you got the shot put."

"Yes, let's go quickly."

"Go."

"Go."

The little devils shook the stones in their hands, and said to the long-necked little devil who got the shot put.

"Okay, then I'll go."

The little devil with the long neck finished speaking and walked out...

Just as he walked out, there was another scream, which was even more frightening than the previous one.

The little ghosts couldn't help but began to tremble.

However, even so, they have nothing to do, after all, Yan Mo and Xun have not returned yet.

A human head flew in from outside the door.

It was the head of the imp with the long neck that had just walked out.

The little ghosts became even more frightened.

"How to do?"

"What should I do now, what exactly came to hell?"

The little ghosts started to worry.

While they were discussing, an old man with gray hair and ragged clothes appeared in front of them: "It's me!"

The old man's voice was not loud, but he had a very powerful aura.

"How could it be him?"

"It shouldn't be, how can humans come here?"

The little devils looked disbelieving, but the old man was right in front of them, even if they didn't believe it, they had to believe it.

"You really found a good place. It took me almost a day to find it."

The old man with gray hair and ragged clothes said slowly.

"Since you have come, how do you want to punish us now?"

The broken-arm kid looked at the old man and asked him.

"Punishment?"

The old man stared at those little ghosts, with a playful smile on his face: "You have to think about this, if you just kill you, then it's too boring."

"Then you want us to survive?"

asked an imp.

"If you want to survive, you can, but you still need to help me get things done."

The old man said with a smile.

"In that case, let us help you with your work."

said the little devil.

"Hmph, you shameful little devils, since you've succumbed to a human being like this. Go and work for him, I won't go anyway."

The one-armed kid said bitterly.

After all, the old man lost his arm just because he was lazy for a while.So the one-armed kid was somewhat resentful.

"Oh, is that so? That's the only way... to kill you..."

The old man took out a talisman in his hand, and then gently twisted his fingers, the talisman turned into a ball of pure red flames, flying towards the one-armed imp.

The flame ignited the body of the one-armed kid, and no matter what the one-armed kid did, the flame never went out.

Until... the one-armed brat completely disappeared in front of them.

……

"Is there anyone who doesn't want to work now?"

the old man asked.

There was a hint of timidity in the eyes of the little ghosts, and none of them dared to speak. In this way, they worked for the old man for nearly a month.

Yan Mo only found out about this later.

After knowing these few things, Yan Mo went to the old man and learned his name—Michimitsu Ashiya.

Yan Mo did not conflict with Ashiya Doman.

After all, after the death of Jiu Tun Doji, the ghost clan has become a bit depressed. If Yan Mo wants to restore the prosperity of the ghost clan, he must focus on the overall situation.

Just because of the deaths of a few little ghosts, they made a big commotion.

It may even cause the entire ghost clan to suffer because of this. Yan Mo would not do such a thing
What she has to do is to accumulate strength silently, so that the ghost clan can develop steadily. When there is not enough confidence, Yan Mo will not have any conflicts with humans.

Especially those very special onmyojis.

　The phone fell off the bed yesterday and the screen broke.I bought a screen online today, and it cost 270 yuan, and I plan to change the screen by myself.I haven't been able to reply to everyone's comments for the past few days...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)