[Onmyoji] Give fire to the boss

On the day when the [-]-year-old bhikkhuni came, Mr. Xu got up very late.He sank into the soft sheets in a dazed state without moving.The weather was very gloomy, and the cold air of early spring cast a lingering cold and damp feeling inside the house through the windows.

The nun sat on the sofa with a celadon teacup and looked around. When Xu Jun came down from the second floor, she was chatting with Qingming. Judging from her bright eyes and smiling lips, it should be a very pleasant conversation.

There was another person sitting beside her, Minamoto Shiina's eyes were glued to Xu Jun's body from the moment he appeared, wet like annoying continuous rain.

Qingming sat across from them, and Xu Jun could only see his back.There were still fine raindrops in his hair in the early morning, and those raindrops tangled the ends of his hair into strands, and then jumped down happily from above, falling on Qingming's broad shoulders, creating crooked lines.

The three of them sat there very harmoniously, and Xu Jun immediately thought of the time when Qingming chatted with Yuan Boya and Babaichuni a hundred years ago.

Time turned back, and one of the three became a younger generation, which was very embarrassing.

Eight hundred bhikkuni's mature but girlish voice sounded: "Wake up? I didn't expect to sleep for so long."

Half-truths and half-false complaints, playful winks, both inside and outside the words make people think about it.

Yuan Shiina's face was like a spring breeze, but his palms were involuntarily clenched.

Xu Junguang stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and his pajamas looked a little thin in the chilly spring day when the heater was turned off. He could only hold his arms to prevent the heat from escaping from his chest, but it had little effect.

He hesitated to walk to the sofa on the side, but was pulled by Qingming, and let him sit beside him without hesitation. Qingming didn't look at him, and only smiled and said to the eight hundred bhikkuni: "Your tone almost made me feel ashamed." I thought Xiaojun was an old friend too."

Playing with the cup with slender fingers, Babaichuni did not answer, but secretly said with emotion: "Look at the texture of the cup, the enamel is delicate, and even the paintings on it are lifelike, it is really good, there is no such thing in Japan." thing."

Xu Jun's eyes followed her delicate and slender fingers. There was a burning lotus painted on the cup.Xu Jun knows a thing or two about ancient paintings. On this small cup, the shape and meaning are all taken up, so it can be seen that it is also from the hands of famous artists.

lotus?Xu Jun suddenly thought of the mother he had never seen before. He opened his mouth, maybe it was just a coincidence, but if it was a coincidence, how could Bhikkhuni suddenly take out this cup and say it?

Minato Shiina smiled: "If my sister likes it, can I send someone to find an antique among the people and give it to you?"

His words caused a burst of laughter, and the bhikkhuni looked at him: "You can really talk, how can I become your sister?"

Minamoto Shiina: "I haven't had a sister since I was a child, and I feel very sorry to see you."

Although Qingming smiled, his eyes showed impatience, and he said: "You two come to see the cup, and the other recognizes my sister—"

"If you have nothing to do, please go back." Qingming propped his chin, brushed Xu Jun's hair scattered behind his back with his hands, and said pointedly: "It's different today, it's really not bad to change someone else." The previous tune is changed, bhikkhuni, you know, I have never liked charades."

Eight Hundred Bhikkuni smiled: "Yes, but I'm not so impatient. Why have you become irritable recently?"

The two of you came and went, Xu Jun sat silently by the side without saying a word, but even if he didn't say a word, he could still receive the other person's scorching gaze.

He found an excuse to carry the teapot to the kitchen to refill the water, and Minamoto Shiina followed behind him, and gave him a small paper bag.

Xu Jun's heart tightened, and he stuffed his hands down into his cuffs.

"The talisman is for the same purpose as last time." Yuan Shiina approached him and was about to say something... He turned his head, and there was a person standing at the door.

Ootengu looked at him indifferently. Although his face was expressionless, Minamoto Shiina still inexplicably felt a strong demonic aura that made him breathless.

After only a few seconds of confrontation, the back was covered with cold sweat.

At the age of six, he was hailed by the family as a once-in-a-century genius. At the age of 12, he made a small achievement. This year... everyone said that he was the strongest onmyoji in the Yuan family after Yuan Boya.

Surrounded by flowers, applause, and fame, he stood on the pyramid of the modern Japanese onmyoji and looked down. Before seeing Seimei, all his impressions of that person came from legends.Legend has it that Seimei has excellent talent and once summoned the ghost king Shuten.

But the legend was too old, and there were only two or three things recorded in a book with yellowed pages. He never paid attention to it, so that he underestimated Qingming.

When the talisman paper he gave Xu Jun was burned for no reason, he actually felt it, and paid a small price for it. His right hand is still scorched black.

The onmyoji standing on the altar——Abe Seimei, did not step down from the high stage because of the long time. The shikigami who signed a contract with him and obeyed him at this moment, Daitengu, is the best proof.

There is an unwritten rule in the world of onmyoji, only the onmyoji who defeated the monsters can sign a contract with them.Otherwise, the monsters will not obey.

Seimei is undoubtedly the man at the top, and his strength will only become stronger.

Xu Jun noticed Minamoto Shiina trembling slightly, and was about to ask what was going on when he saw Daitengu standing at the door.He sighed: "You scared him."

The big tengu came straight over, Minamoto Shiina's heart raised his throat when he passed by, but the big tengu ignored him, and he gave Xu Jun something: "Don't forget it wherever you go."

Xu Jun was surprised at first why the big tengu gave him a wooden bracelet, but the moment he touched it, he suddenly understood.

That familiar demonic aura has been with him for a long time, it is the demon knife.

Xu Jun touched the bracelet: "Can it still be like this?"

The big tengu bowed his head: "The evil spirit is invisible, you can do whatever you want him to do."

Xu Jun nodded half-understood. He took too long to pour the water. Afraid that Qingming might be suspicious, Xu Jun went out first after speaking.

There are two people left in the kitchen.

Minamoto Shiina moved his stiff legs, his slender arms stood in front of him, and he looked down at the round fan blocking the way on his chest: "What?"

The big tengu glanced at him, turned around, flung his sleeves and left.

It seemed like an ordinary movement, but it contained powerful spiritual power. With that flick, a gust of wind rose out of nowhere in the small kitchen, and after the whistling, the kitchen was in a mess.

Xu Jun was startled by the noise from the kitchen, and quickly looked back, only to see the big dog Shi Shiran coming out of the kitchen, shaking his fan, with big words on his face: It has nothing to do with me.

Seimei's voice came from the living room: "Shiina, remember to pay me for the kitchen furnishings."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni laughed "puchi" and said, "You were not so stingy before."

"Raising a family is not easy."

Xu Jun put the kettle on the table and made a "dong" sound, and then the two people at the table fell silent, as if they were competing and wanted to compromise with each other.

After a while, the eight hundred bhikkhuni pushed the cup: "How do you think about it?"

Qingming propped his chin: "You better stop thinking about it, I won't agree."

The bhikkhuni rolled his eyes: "Sometimes forcing is not the best, am I right? Jun?"

When Xu Jun was pointed at suddenly, his subordinates paused, how could he speak up about this question.To be right, it seems that the bhikkhuni has the courage to say that after coming; if it is not right, heh, he himself is not willing.

Qingming: "You should ask me this question."

"I'm tired."

Qingming closed his eyes and stopped talking, and Babai Khuni got up: "It's such a big enchantment, guarding against it day and night, can't you not be tired?"

The little paper man handed her a plain coat, and she put it on her hand. Before leaving, she turned around and said, "What are you afraid of?"

However, Seimei seemed to be asleep and didn't answer her.Fortunately, she was not obsessed with the answer, and left with Minamoto Shiina.

Xu Jun didn't know what kind of charades these two were playing, but the only thing that was certain was that the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni was obviously unreliable.

He sighed silently, and prepared to go back to the room when Qingming was still.

However, just after taking a step, Qingming opened his eyes: "Don't go."

In the middle of the night, Xu Jun stepped on his eyes and opened his eyes. The shadow of the moon dappled half of the window through the bare branches, flickering into strange symbols.

Seimei took long breaths and slept deeply.Xu Jun knew that it was the effect of persuading people to drink during the day.

He got up and hurried through the silent corridor, the carpets spread everywhere in the villa, and there was no sound at all when he stepped on it with bare feet.

Holding his breath, he went to the room where he usually entered the game in the dark. Qingming set up a space magic circle there, so that Xu Jun could not be allowed to use his mobile phone to enter the game.

Xu Jun stood in the middle and was about to open the circle when suddenly the door creaked.Xu Jun was taken aback for a moment, and saw a figure appearing at the door. The man was wearing a robe, and there were three pairs of eyes on the front of the robe from top to bottom.

From Xu Jun's point of view, this man is full of eyes from head to toe, and he is blinking at him right now.

"Ah! Someone!"

"I told you I shouldn't have come in!"

"Shut up, why didn't you get food? I had to steal some."

Three different voices came out at the same time, the man shook, and the weapon in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Xu Jun wanted to cover their mouths, but the movement just now must have awakened others, he gritted his teeth and opened the magic circle, and the whole person went in.

"Nani? Disappeared..."

"Ba Ga, was that summoned?"

"Shut up, both of you! Someone will find out!"

The voice gradually disappeared in Xu Jun's ears. Qingming set up an enchantment around the whole house, and it is logically impossible for anyone to break in... But these are not the point at the moment. Once Qingming finds that he is not around, he will look for him, let alone Call him directly.

Panicked for a while, he took out the paper bag that Hirao Minamoto gave him, which contained a brown pill.

"The effect is the same as that of talisman paper."

Xu Jun no longer hesitated, and swallowed it directly.

The author has something to say: To be honest, I was a little stuck before, because the plot has reached a critical point

In addition, I saw everyone's comments, thank you for liking Gouzi 23333 so much

I like dogs too

But Su, Qingming really loves Xiaojun, please don't doubt it, as for the reason, I will talk about it later

Bow to everyone, this is the first time I have received a long comment, thank you Lonely Purple Boots, after reading your comment, I found that I have written what I wanted to write so far, am I very happy?