[Onmyoji] In the days of becoming one eye link

When I traveled through time, I was holding the apple that my father finally remembered to give me. There was nothing in it except an Onmyoji APP, and that account was poor and useless because it was a new account.

...It's better to return my VIVO, dear dad! ! !Barely resisting the urge to smash the phone, I finally began to consciously look around.

Well, it's pitch black.

No, there seems to be a faint starlight.

Just as I was about to walk towards those lights, a mechanical voice sounded directly in my mind.

[Please choose your identity]

What?What identity?Confused, I decided to ignore the voice.

[The player's free choice time has expired]

[No choice]

[The system automatically selects the default]

[Searching]

Wait, something seems wrong!

[Drip confirm identity]

I said wait!

[Player Identity: Yimulian]

[Ready to send]

Fuck!Before I could hold back the desire to swear, I lost consciousness in the sudden bright starlight.

When I regained consciousness again, I was lying at the door of what looked like a shrine. It was really a magnificent shrine, with vermilion torii gates and cherry trees paved with bluestone roads.

Am I teleported here by that idiot-like mechanical voice?I reached out to rub my temples, only to be horrified by the loose strands of hair.

It is silvery white and light red, which is not because it appeared on me.

Touching my upper cheek with trembling hands, I frantically denied my current appearance, but found that I couldn't recall my real name.

No matter how I think about it, there is only a brand new, unfamiliar name that should not belong to me.

"Yimulian"

I covered my face with my hands, and my palms were wet with tears, how embarrassing I was.

I can't recall my name, I can't recall everything about myself before becoming Yimulian, except for that damned mechanical sound, and where the world I am in, I have forgotten everything.

Unforgivable, incomprehensible.

If this is a dream, I want to wake up right away.

I leaned against the thick pillars of the torii for a long time in a daze. The sun, moon and stars changed indefinitely, but the weather was always sunny.

On another night full of stars, I told myself that I can't continue to be decadent. If I work hard, will I be able to retrieve my memory one day and go home?

This is my original dream and persistence.

It is also a clichéd cliché of so-called ordinary traversers.

Letting go of my fear, I stepped on clogs and walked all over this big shrine, and a voice in my heart told me that this was mine.

My shrine.

Apart from me, there is only one little youkai girl in the shrine. Although she is a youkai, she is surprisingly cute.

As Yimulian, I don't know what kind of monster she is, but as a time traveler, I know that this little monster girl is Yingcao.

An amazing little girl in Onmyoji, always working hard to treat everyone, although it is rumored that the violence can even single out an SSR like Ibaraki Doji, but...

Anyway, Firefly is just a shy and inarticulate little monster.

"Thank you, Master Yimulian, for taking me in. If... if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know what to do!" Yingcao said to me with a blushing face while hugging something wrapped in leaves that looked like a berry, "Master Yimulian I'm very worried about being in a daze like that! Fortunately, I'm fine now!"

Looking at Yingcao's clear gaze, my heart softened a bit, I rubbed her hair with a smile, and I said, "I won't worry you anymore, Yingcao."

"Yes! Master Yimulian!"

Even if I don't know what kind of god Yimulian was before, judging by his willingness to take Yingcao in, he is probably a gentle god.

Thanks to Yingcao, the shrine gradually became lively, and a group of peaceful little monsters came to the shrine as if they had found a shelter.But at the same time, I also had to use my unskilled divine power to cover up the monster power of these little monsters. Although they are very weak, they are very powerful when gathered together.

But Yingcao seems to be a little disappointed that the monster named Jue did not come, she has told me countless times how powerful Jue is, how kind, how wonderful.

"Why doesn't she want to come?" I asked.

"Because Jue said that only the weakest monster will be at peace, and she is going to challenge other monsters." Yingcao said worriedly, holding the big dandelion tightly, "but she always hurts herself... ..."

Hearing this, I thought about it, and took out a golden peace talisman from my pocket, "Then tie her hair here, so that if she is in danger, Yingcao will know immediately."

"Really! Thank you, Master Yimulian!" Yingcao happily took the amulet, and bounced around to find sleep.

I thought, sure enough, little girls are easy to deceive.

No one knows the safety talisman except the onmyoji!What's more, my current half-baked level?However, if the little girl Yingcao can be happy, it doesn't hurt to tell a lie.

That monster named Jue won't die easily.I have this hunch.

The days really passed quickly. After I destroyed the little torii monsters countless times and repaired them countless times, I finally mastered the power of the wind.

Even though I am in Secondary School, I am really Fengshen!

On the day of Mid-Autumn Festival, after eating dumplings made of firefly grass with the little monsters, I suddenly felt heart palpitations, far away...

There was the sound of heavy rain pouring down in the distance.

The wind was getting restless.

I wore the light blue haori that the little monsters had stitched one stitch from left to the other, and for the first time revoked the barrier of the shrine, and asked Firefly to take the little monsters away.

"Master Yimulian wants to drive us away?"

"Did we do something wrong?"

"Master Yimulian!"

Listening to the twittering of the little monsters, I smiled and knocked on their dull heads one by one, "I don't want to drive you away, I just want you to leave for a while."

"Where to go?"

"Hmm... Yingcao, take them to find Jue, you haven't seen her for a long time, right?"

Looking at Yingcao's bright smile for a moment and the pale (although some are not pale, but they are trembling) faces of the other little monsters in contrast, I nodded with satisfaction.

It is said that these guys have been beaten up by Jue!

"Then when can we come back?"

"Wait until the weather is good."

After saying goodbye to Yingcao and the little monsters, I also felt the gathering of villagers under the stone steps of the shrine.

And the devout prayers.

"Please protect us from this flood, Lord Fengshen!"

The author has something to say: ...I still can't control the brain hole of Xinkeng, I'm guilty of ORZ when will it release SSR