[Onmyoji] A Dao

Domeki gained another pair of eyes.

This was rewarded by Yaqi Orochi-sama - he ate quite delicious sacrifices before hibernation this year, and his strength has been greatly improved, so he looks in a good mood.

The indigestible God's Eye lost all abilities after being separated from the mother's womb.

After being infused with demonic power, the black eyeballs become as shiny as obsidian soaked in spring water, and they will also bloom a blood-red strange brilliance when placed in the sun.

Carefully spread out his palms, and the eyeballs floating in the air fell obediently.Domeki closed his eyes expectantly, feeling the cold touch in his palm: What kind of interesting memory will he see?

……

The narrow chest of human beings is full of all kinds of hatred, awe, and fear.

She can see clearly the body of any ghost, including the human heart that is difficult to see directly.

Even predict the future.

It's a pity that the mortal body of human beings can't bear the honor bestowed by the gods at all, so every time she predicts, she will shorten her life span by a period.

For the love in her heart, the great brother Onmyoji——she still uses this ability again and again.

The elder brother in memory was once a gentle person, the only light in the dark room of life.

She relied on this ray of light to support herself, but she could only watch her beloved brother become more and more alienated because of desire and ambition after he succeeded Genji's Patriarch.

People in high positions seem to have one thing in common: madness.

The deceased father, the brother who depended on each other, they all fell into this kind of madness, and the beauty of the past suddenly died in the memory forever, just like the morning dew evaporated with the sun.

In the foreseeable future, there is only endless hatred and killing left—the blood in the eye sockets was even worse after his brother took away the knife.

Aoi is a plant yearning for warmth, but she lost all the light in her life.

The moment he left Genji was accompanied by unprecedented indifference and calm.Surrounded by people who were sympathetic or joyful, only the precious trace of reluctance from her brother's heart could stop her.

He tried his best to practice the order and principles of life, but was exiled by the despair of good fortune.

Yeah, she's super sad.

"Can God really satisfy all wishes?" Facing the approaching figure in the darkness, she asked herself.

"But you're not a real god... you arrogant monster."

Facing the bloody mouth of the angry Yamata no Orochi, for the first time a mocking smile appeared on her face.

A moment later, the indigestible black eyeballs were spat out and rolled onto the floor, and the world finally fell into darkness.

……

Baimugui opened his eyes, staring blankly at the pair of cold pupils held in the palm of his hand that had been injected with demon power, but began to turn into powder and gradually dissipate.

"Relieved?" Tears dripped down her cheeks.

In the spring when the ice and snow melted, the temple built after offering sacrifices to Yuan Yukui was also completed.

From then on, Onikiri would often look in that direction.

Whose turn will it be next?

……

When Minamoto Yorimitsu proposed to clean up Dajiangshan, the elders of Genji all looked ashen.

"This..." They whispered to each other, not understanding Minamoto's original intention.

"There have been several monster retreats, and now there is peace in Heian capital." The old voice asked, "Why do you want to cause unnecessary trouble?"

"Hmph. Are you questioning my strength?" Minamoto Raimiko stood on a high place, staring coldly at the many elderly people in front of him.

It's clear that his life is exhausted but he is eating away at Genji's foundation. It's better to get rid of these old things as soon as possible - only himself can bring prosperity and glory to Genji.

"As we all know, the Ghost King Shuten-doji of Dajiangshan is cunning and powerful, and ordinary onmyojis cannot match him at all." An elder also asked in a voice: "And..."

Another gray-haired and hunched prophet from the previous session continued, "Please forgive me for being outspoken. Even a genius onmyoji like you will die under his demon power."

Hearing this, the clansmen fell into a dead silence.

On the contrary, Minamoto Laiguang was the first to break the weird atmosphere. He laughed exaggeratedly, laughing so that everyone lowered their heads in fear, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

"My younger sister is dead. Besides her, who else is qualified to predict fate?"

"You guys, do you also have the eyes of gods who can see through the future?"

Everyone didn't answer.

"Since she has dedicated herself to the gods, Genji will be blessed by the gods! Besides... I have already prepared."

After the bright barrier behind him was opened, the handsome young man stepped out of the darkness and knelt obediently in front of Minamoto Raimiko.

The oppressive force coming to the face made everyone dumbfounded.

"Onikiri, the time has come to prove your strength to everyone."

"Yes, Master."

The folks say that it takes about seven days for the cherry blossoms to wither from full bloom.

From the day when Genji was ready to do his best to attack Dajiangshan, it is exactly the flowering period of a flower.

Minamoto Raimiko's powerful subordinates such as Onikiri, Shi E, and Kazun were constantly fighting to kill the monsters, their blades gradually became blunt, and their bodies were covered with scars.

Minamoto Raimiko's originally glamorous face also had stubble, full of boredom.

The battlefield was filled with corpses of monsters and humans, and they even began to rot and stink in the rising temperature of spring.

The blood that converged into a stream changed from crimson red to deep black.

Several days of conquest battles are nothing to monsters, but ordinary human beings who are sleepless and restless are already at the end of their strength and are on the verge of collapse.

"Hmph." Seeing the situation, Jiu Tun-douji broke out of the siege, leaped into the air and attacked the rather embarrassed Minamoto Raimiko.

"Chi——" There was a muffled sound as the terrifying demon power pierced through his body, Shuten-douji looked in surprise at Onikiri who stood in front of Minamoto Raimiko without hesitation.

"..." Onikiri raised his head reluctantly, resisting the severe pain in his body, and holding Shuten's arm with difficulty while vomiting blood.

The left eye that was blown away by the monster power in the body released the same monster energy, Jiu Tun stared at this eye, showing an unbelievable expression: "You are...!"

"I care about his feelings, I think you can't understand it." It's obviously the boy who said such words...

"Master Shuten!!!" Yingcao, who was treating the injured Peach Blossom Demon not far away, suddenly let out a heart-piercing cry.

Onikiri looked at the insolent red head in a daze, falling into the corpses on the ground like a burning flame.

"Good job, Onikiri." Minamoto Raimiko praised, with a deep tired voice.

Killing the ghost king has exhausted his last bit of strength.Minamoto Raimitsu was supported on the ground by the boy who was stained with wine and swallowed blood, and after a little gasping for a while, he pointed at Yingcao and Peach Blossom Demon and said to Guiqie: "Go and kill them."

And Onikiri stood there in a daze, he slowly let go of his hand, and the corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

The blood of the ghost king splashed into the eyes melted like a mist, and through this blood mist, Onikiri saw the corpses of monsters all over the mountains and plains.

All turned into themselves.

"Idiot!" The burning pain on his face brought Onikiri back to his senses.

"They ran away!" Minamoto Laiguang slapped Guiqie severely, "Do you know?" His face was full of killing intent: "The Peach Blossom Demon has the ability to revive monsters."

"...I'm sorry, master." Onikiri knelt heavily on the ground.

The carriage transporting the ghost king's head was driving slowly on the road.

Dajiangshan monster retreat unexpectedly won a complete victory, which made Genji, who was already in full swing, to a higher level.

This time, the task of escorting the head to the royal family in Beijing is quite important, and there is no room for the slightest mistake.In order to prevent any remaining monsters from coming to fight for it, a large number of soldiers and horses and Minamoto Yorimitsu's "Seven Swordsmen" were all dispatched.

When passing Rashomon, snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky.After a while, a thick layer formed on the ground, and it became more and more difficult for the carriage to drive.

Onikiri frowned, he didn't like the snowy days that represented disappearance.

Although it is early spring, the weather is still slightly chilly.But spring snow is rare after all, and it is already night, so snowfall is not a good sign.

A beautiful white figure stands somewhat alone by the roadside.

She took off the female hat, revealing a peerless face hidden under it.With jade cheeks and cherry lips, she only smiled at the people in the blink of an eye, which immediately caused a commotion in the team: "It is several times more beautiful than the geisha and oiran in Gion!"

She seemed to be cold, and the white air she exhaled condensed into frost.

Onikiri also thought it was beautiful, but there was an unknown fire in his heart that he didn't know where it came from.

I don't want to see her seduce others.

Besides, those who are alone by the side of the road at night are definitely not kind!Onikiri no longer thought about it, his face darkened, and he drew his sword out of its sheath and slashed at the woman.

"Ah!" The woman who was frightened by Onikiri's sudden action screamed, and the sound of flesh and blood tearing through the night sky.

The blood mixed with the bewitching aura rushed towards Onikiri's face.

The severed arm that fell on the snow instantly turned into a ghostly hand exuding miasma. Seeing this, the soldiers raised their weapons one after another.

The woman clutched her right shoulder that was still bleeding, and said with a smirk, "Hmph, I was careless."

Onikiri tightly covered his left eye, trying to relieve the burning pain that suddenly ignited in his eyes, and this pain burned all the way to his soul.

Recalling the master's hand reaching towards his left eye when they first met, Onikiri finally understood that some kind of contract had been broken.

A flood of forgotten memories flooded the brain.

Watching "she" fight with the crowd, and fled embarrassingly while hugging the iron box containing Shuten's head, her severed arm left a trail of glaring blood on the white snow.

Onikiri thought of the youkai whose heart was dug out by him, is it so painful?

He was still covering his left eye in pain, but his right eye began to weep.

Finally, he started chasing and running on the snow regardless of other people's obstruction: "Ibaraki!" He shouted: "Ibaraki!"

"I am A Dao! I am A Dao..."

That person didn't look back.

The iron box containing the head was very heavy. Ibaraki Doji just ran desperately. I don’t know how long and how far he ran. He lost a lot of blood and spent too much demon power in the battle. He still fell headlong into the snow while holding the iron box. .

When Shi E, Feng Zhan and the other six swordsmen who had been following him for a long time were drawing their swords to kill him completely, the wind and snow suddenly rose, and the icicles turned into swords in front of them.

They immediately raised their knives to cut through the ice attack, and swirls in the form of hurricanes came back.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the six of them could only look at each other and decided to retreat.

After everyone dispersed, a girl in a blue kimono slowly descended from the sky.She looked puzzled at the man who also descended from the sky and retracted his black wings—at this moment, he was gently lifting Ibaraki Doji in the snow, and healed his wounds with demon power.

"I don't understand. What are you doing this for?" The tone of her mouth was as cold as ice.

"If you let that adult know about your behavior, you know what kind of punishment you will face."

The man just made a silent movement.

After placing Ibaraki Doji quietly under a tree, there was a rare warmth in his usual indifferent expression.

The silver hair was a little scattered on "her" beautiful face which was still a female body. He stared at it for a long time before reaching out his hand tentatively and gently putting it behind his ear.

"...Ah." The woman sighed.

"If you don't leave, he will wake up." The woman urged.

The man got up and spread his wings, with only the coldness of seeing through the world left on his face, he turned to fly to the sky.

Snow stopped.

When Ibaraki woke up, the severe pain in his right shoulder had eased.

He was surprised to find that the demon power in his body had recovered.After vigilantly opening the iron box in his arms, he felt relieved: Fortunately, the head of his best friend...is still placed in it intact.

Picking up the three black feathers that fell by his feet, Ibaraki raised his head to look at the top of the tree in amazement: Where did the bird come from?