[Comprehensive] Seimei Abe is also in the Shura field today

The Nine-Ming Cat also stood quietly beside Qingming, pricking up its ears to listen to the performance of the demon luthier.

Glancing at the palms of his hands that were hidden under his sleeves, he glanced at Master Seimei who was listening intently with his eyes closed, and drove away the poisonous snake that was hissing and spitting snake letters in his heart, so as to prevent himself from being caught by the black venom. devoured.

Fortunately, this song didn't last long. After the sound of the piano stopped, Qingming stood in front of the dilapidated door and said loudly: "Demon luthier, I'm here to pick you up."

When these words fell to the ground, Qingming called out the real name of the demon luthier.

Through the door, Qingming never met the demon luthier before, so he awakened the locked memory buried deep in the demon luthier's heart.

"—It came too slowly, Qingming." The cold voice of the demon luthier came from the mansion, and penetrated into Qingming's ears very clearly.

"Still as indifferent and rude as ever, Yao Luthier. Qingming, you should also frustrate his prestige!" Jiuming Mao complained softly beside Qingming.

Qingming lightly patted Jiuming Mao on the head with the bat fan in his hand, then raised his head and said softly, "I need your help, demon luthier."

It was just such a sentence, and a white figure appeared behind the door that was pitted and decayed by moths.He is holding a delicate piano in his arms, with a sharp horn on his forehead, and the slightly raised corners of his eyes revealing indifference, he is a monster who is extremely indifferent at first sight.

He is the shikigami and demon luthier who once belonged to Seimei.

And when the demon luthier's light-colored eyes saw Qingming, they changed from solid ice to flowing water visibly with the naked eye, but the sarcasm from his thin lips was still unceremonious: "You are too arrogant, Qingming. Come on, it doesn't taste good."

The Yaoqin master said that, but the pace of walking towards Qingming did not slow down, but even accelerated.

"—you should take mine."

The demon luthier came to Qingming, he looked at Qingming, and unconsciously fiddled with his fingers on the strings, making a crisp sound.

Qingming clapped his hands with bat fans, and with a smile on his face, he replied: "I know, I will definitely bring you with me next time."

The demon luthier stared at Qingming, and then snorted again after a while: "I remember what you said."

The Nine-Ming Cat listened to the cold, she poked Yimulian with her elbow, and then whispered: "Hey, don't you think the words of the demon luthier seem to be seeking revenge?"

"It's just the demon luthier's concern for Master Qingming." Yimulian replied softly to Jiuming Mao, but Yimulian didn't speak again after saying this.

Yimulian took a step forward and bowed to Qingming, "Master Qingming, it's time for us to find Wannianzhu and other shikigami who have lost their memory."

Qingming nodded when he heard the words, and looked away from the demon luthier, and landed on Yimulian: "You are right. Nine-life cat, do you know the whereabouts of Wannianzhu?"

"Is that bamboo?" Jiuming Cat licked its paw and thought for a while, then said: "I remember, he seems to be in a certain bamboo forest near here. Sure enough, bamboo is bamboo."

Qingming ignored the last half of Jiumingmao's sarcasm. He thought for a while, then reached out to the demon luthier and said, "Let's go together?"

Qingming sent an invitation to Yao Luthier, which was regarded as Qingming's apology to Yao Luthier.

——This is an agreement that only Yaoqinshi and Seimei knew before.

It turned out that Qingming still remembered.Yaoqin could not deny that he felt happy, and the feeling of being valued by Seimei was too comfortable, especially in front of the other two shikigami.

If the Nine Lives Cat's gaze could materialize, it would probably have penetrated the demon luthier's blood dripping at this moment.

Although Yimulian's line of sight was not as obvious as that of the Nine-Life Cat, he would not ignore the luthier who stood behind Qingming with a cold face because he had lost his smile.

The demon luthier allowed himself to ignore the Nine Lives Cat's intense glaring and Yimu Lian's almost icy cold gaze. The demon luthier looked into Qingming's eyes, and the crimson under those blue eyes became more and more obvious.

The Yaoqin master pursed his lips, slowly raised his hand, and put it into the palm that Qingming stretched out towards him.

"It's too cunning! Only a demon luthier can be so cunning! Qingming, you're biased! I want to hold hands too!" Jiuming Mao immediately gave up, and she threw herself into Qingming's arms and raised her hand high .

Yimulian didn't move, he had already received enough reward today, being greedy is not Yimulian's style.

Thinking of the sweetness he tasted when he kissed Seimei-sama earlier, satisfaction like honey flowed in Yimulian's heart.

"Okay." Qingming laughed, holding the demon luthier with one hand and the nine-life cat with the other.

The demon luthier showed dissatisfaction when he heard that Jiuming Mao also asked Qingming to hold her hand, and his brows frowned even tighter when he heard that Qingming agreed to Jiumingmao.

However, the Yaoqin master didn't say much, but he held Qingming's hand even tighter, and interlocked his fingers with Qingming's, and at the same time, he didn't forget to disappear the sharp fingertips formed by the demon power on his fingers. In order not to hurt Seimei himself.

Jiumingmao saw the little movements of Yaoqin Master from Qingming's other side, and hummed in his heart. He thought that Yaoqin Master would still put on airs as usual, and he didn't know why Qingming favored Yaoluthier so much.

Recalling the song that Qingming specially composed for the demon luthier long ago in order to please the demon luthier, Jiuming Mao felt that the stomach acid was about to rush up her throat, and the emotion called jealousy was about to corrode a big hole in her chest.

If it wasn't for Qingming, these monsters would either turn a blind eye to each other when they met each other, or fight until only one survived. Where else could they see such peaceful coexistence as in Qingming's courtyard.

Qingming doesn't even need to suppress and control anything, as long as his eyes, a smile on his lips, or a sigh can make those monsters who are full of murderous and cruel intentions restrain their minions and possessive desires, Quiet obediently.

It has nothing to do with anything else, it's just that they are willing to do this for Qingming.

But the Nine-Life Cat that should be hated is still annoying, and the Nine-Life Cat that should be ridiculed is still mocking mercilessly, such as the demon luthier who is now sticking to Qingming.

There is also the Wannianzhu who is about to meet.

Jiumingmao hates these monsters who can play musical instruments. They hated them in the previous courtyard. They always pretend to be great at playing musical instruments, and occupy Qingming with the excuse of playing with Qingming or talking about music theory.When Nine Lives Cat occasionally wants to see Seimei, they will be so angry that they will use "You rude monster, you better stay away from Seimei-sama" eyes, so that you can't wait to tear them apart with your own claws!

Fortunately, Qingming was not deceived by them, and Jiumingmao thought with satisfaction that it would be better if Qingming was not easy to abduct at all.

In this way, even if Seimei does not belong to Jiumingmao, he will not belong to a certain shikigami alone.

Nine Lives Cat, who didn't feel that his affiliation was completely reversed at all, rubbed Qingming's wrist that he was holding, and then guided Qingming with cheerful steps: "Go this way, meow! There is the smell of that bamboo over here !"

Although the Jiuming Cat is petite, it is a monster after all, so it is naturally strong. Seimei was led over,

Qingming was led by Jiuming Mao, and the demon luthier was naturally led by Qingming. Yi Mulian followed behind them at a leisurely pace, and soon arrived at the bamboo forest that Jiuming Mao said.

Qingming stopped, took his hand out of the palms of Jiumingmao and Yaoluthist, and came to the bamboo forest.

"It smells like Ten Thousand Years Bamboo." Qingming raised his wrist and covered the nearest strong bamboo with his palm.

The spiritual power flowed out continuously from the part where Qingming and the strong bamboo were attached, and the mellow spiritual power trickled down the bamboo joints until it reached the roots.

The spiritual power centered on the bamboo where Qingming was, and filled the entire bamboo forest in an instant like a tide in the dark land. This can be called an extravagant and luxurious way of using spiritual power. The Wannian Bamboo in.

From the perspective of Wannianzhu who lives in this bamboo forest, Seimei's spiritual power pours from the roots of the bamboo like a tide, and the mellow and strong spiritual power fills Wannianzhu's whole body, as if drunk The same faint feeling of drunkenness swept over his brain.

What followed was the revival of past memories that had been sealed deep in his soul and were forced to forget by his onmyoji.

A gust of wind blew by, and the bamboo leaves made a rustling sound, and countless green bamboo leaves fell from the tips of the branches and leaves. Those bamboo leaves did not directly fall on the ground, but condensed in mid-air——

And from the fluttering bamboo leaves, a slender figure emerged from it, it was the Ten Thousand Years Bamboo.He landed lightly on the ground, and ran towards Qingming's place as soon as the soles of his feet stepped on the ground before stopping.

When the Yaoqin master saw the figure of Wannianzhu rushing towards him, he silently "tsk" behind Qingming, and his brows frowned even tighter.

The Nine-Ming Cat had already wrinkled its face, but neither the Nine-Ming Cat nor the demon luthier, nor Yi Mulian who had been standing quietly behind Qingming, did not bother Wannianzhu and Qingming's meeting.

Wannianzhu's speed was very fast, he appeared in front of Qingming, his usually indifferent face was shattered at this moment, Wannianzhu stood not far away from Qingming, but he stopped moving forward.

Qingming knew that it was Wannianzhu who was making trouble, and although she felt a little sorry, she also felt that the calm Wannianzhu in Puduan was really rare, and it was kind of cute.

Qingming stared at Wannianzhu's deliberately stiff face, and said softly and softly, "I'm here to pick you up, let's go home together."

"—You came back too late, Qingming." Wannianzhu pursed his lips, swallowed the words he wanted to say, and finally spit out such a light and light words.

"I'm sorry for making you worry." Qingming knew that Wannianzhu was referring to the delay in returning home at that time, which was also Qingming's negligence, so he accepted it happily.

Wannianzhu played with his beloved bamboo flute, and after hearing Qingming's words, the gloom and anxiety that had been smoldering in his heart disappeared without a trace, as if the dark clouds were pierced by the mighty rays of light.

Qingming has this ability, a short sentence can instantly change Wannianzhu's mood.

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