[Onmyoji] Give fire to the boss

The night wind filled the robes, Yaoqin stood on the high platform overlooking, and indifferently swept the people below one by one: "I heard that Mr. Yuan Boya has a close friend who is well-known in the capital. Can you introduce me?"

Yuan Boya smiled: "You haven't won the guess yet."

The corner of Yaoqin's mouth curled up, showing a smile for the first time: "I will win."

With the sound of the wind, Xu Jun tied up his long hair, arranged the seats for Xiao Zuofu and A-Lian, and went to report with the number plate.

The 12 people who stand out from the many ghosts will have three groups of four rounds of knockout competitions until the top three are determined.Xu Jun originally came to try with the purpose of focusing on participation. If he succeeded, he would take more golden beans and go back to Xiaozuoshi to buy Dharma.If it doesn't work...he can't help it either.

Xu Jun's Yaodao is also an SSR-level Shikigami's saber, no matter what, it can last for a while, but it really can't... Xu Jun bit his lip, and he can still use that.

The only problem is probably... Do not draw someone in the group lottery. Fortunately, God is very kind, or it may be that Xu Xiaojun has a good character recently and perfectly dodges someone.

Each group stepped forward to compete in order, and when it was Xu Jun's turn, the moon had already reached the sky.

Led by a cloud of black mist, he walked through the promenade in the cave. The promenade was connected to the competition platform. When he stood up, he found that he and his opponent were each standing on a towering stone platform, with a distance of about a few yards in the middle.

Xu Jun looked around, and at a glance, he found that the kappa on the high platform had been replaced by Ibaraki-douji himself, and he turned subconsciously... Sure enough, he found a figure beside Ibaraki.

The big tengu took his seat in a hurry, and there was still mist on the twin feathers. If you look carefully, you will find that it is condensed by the evil spirit.

Ibaraki: "Why did you come here?"

Big Tengu looked at him indifferently: "To each other."

After Yatengu flew to the sky and circled for a week, the match officially started. Xu Jun turned his eyes back and looked at the opposite side intently.

When he saw the playing field, Xu Jun knew that he had no advantage.He was able to win by relying on the attack of the demon sword before, but now the two are far apart, and he obviously can't get through that width. Only when the opponent comes over can he have a chance to cause damage.

But the other party didn't move, and the two had a vague intention of confronting each other.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes stared at him motionlessly. Those eyes seemed to spread in all directions. Xu Jun felt as if he was being watched from all directions. He held the demon knife tightly, closed his eyes, and felt it with his heart.Gradually, he seemed to be able to catch something in the subtle sound of the wind and the shouts of the audience in the distance.

The sound was very small, just a slight "creaking" sound made by the friction and twisting of the wood. He trembled in his heart: "This is..."

At this moment, the dark night that originally covered her opponent was like a veil that was removed casually, revealing her true face.Behind her thin body, a huge wooden puppet was slowly flying towards Xu Jun.

Said in an ethereal voice: "Nissan, go." The voice was lingering, more like a gentle call.

Xu Jun frowned and pulled out the demon knife, but for a moment, the slow-moving puppet rushed straight at him like crazy. With the movement, the "squeak" sound of joint friction became louder and louder, as if it was about to stab broke his eardrums.

The puppet grabbed Xu Jun with its claws, although he dodged it, but wherever it passed, the ground was lifted up with its belt.Going on like this...is not an option.

Panting for breath, he supported his body with the demon knife, but the puppet chased after him in the next second.

Ibaraki was not interested in drinking the wine: "Nowadays, the monsters don't work too hard. I think I spent a lot of effort in order to get the appreciation of my best friends."

The big tengu didn't pay attention to him, but just watched intently.

Seeing him like that, Ibaraki wanted to tease him: "I heard that in order to get these wings, you must have suffered a lot after being reborn like that phoenix..."

"It's not as good as your broken hand," Otengu raised his eyebrows: "Master Shuten must be very grateful to you."

Now it was Ibaraki's turn to stop talking and look down the field intently.

In the final analysis, the puppet is manipulated through the thread, but the thread is probably not a real thread, but a condensation of demon power.

"Yao Dao, can you see the thread?"

Yaodao said nothing, but the sword shook slightly and pointed in the air.

Xu Jun squinted his eyes, and wherever he looked, a silver light flashed suddenly, and the silk thread slowly conveyed the evil spirit from the opposite side to the puppet.

Xu Jun stopped hesitating immediately and slashed at him with a knife. The puppet seemed to sense his intention and began to protect the thread deliberately.As a result, he would be constrained in his actions. Xu Jun did not play cards according to the rules, attacking the line for a while, and attacking the puppet for a while, so that he could no longer move flexibly, and was held under the knife by Jun Xu in a moment.

The puppet opened its wooden mouth in disbelief: "I didn't expect you!"

Xu Jun didn't talk nonsense at all, and simply poked it down.

Under the attack of the demon knife, the frame of the puppet collapsed, and the lingering ghosts ran away crying and howling. Xu Jun suddenly heard a voice in the cold.

He was very familiar with that voice at one time, but when it suddenly appeared here, he couldn't tell what night it was and what night it was.

He lowered his head, what kind of puppet was pierced by the demon knife, it was clearly Qingming.

Xu Jun backed away, but was grabbed by the man's bloody hand: "Xiaojun... I'm sorry."

"I miss you very much. Where did you go? Come back, okay?"

Xu Jun half-kneeled on the ground, shaking his head. Not long ago, he did the same thing, piercing the man's chest with a knife... No, he didn't do it, it was Qingming himself who bumped into him.

"Xiaojun...I'm going to die."

Xu Jun's heart ached, and the demon knife suddenly turned into a human form, covering his eyes: "Xu Jun! Don't look, it's a puppet's illusion."

Qingming smiled sadly, and blood gushed from the corner of his mouth: "I'm dead, so you don't want to be angry with me anymore? From this point of view, it's good to die—"

On the far side, Liushui Shangshang, Pluto stood in front of Geng Leu, carefully holding an ever-burning lamp, and Meng Po stood behind her: "How is Mr. Xu?"

Pluto sighed: "It's still stable, but you can see that the color of the flames is getting weirder and weirder. I guess the evil spirit in him has been stimulated..."

Meng Po: "We must find him first, and then find a way to suppress him."

"Why don't I want to, but he is different from our time and space, how can we get him back?"

Meng Po frowned: "Even you can't help it? I don't know Abe Seimei..." As soon as he mentioned these words, Pluto hummed heavily: "When he first crossed over, people in the family kept looking for him. , but he didn't want to go back, so I took him in and asked Mr. Xu to take him, but I didn't expect him to hurt my people..."

The wrath of Pluto made the whole hall tremble, shaking back and forth in her anger.

Meng Po: "It's a pity that he has returned to Japan, otherwise we can seek justice from him."

"Hmph, so what if I go back. Yan Mo once sent me a letter from the black and white ghost messengers, asking me how Qingming did this. I think he found out in the book of life and death that his life was not long, so he exchanged news with me."

Speaking of this, he said angrily: "You still want to ask me for the technique of life extension! It's just a dream."

Granny Meng immediately stepped forward and patted her hair: "Yes, yes, Qingming should be damned, sir, don't be angry, it's easy to get wrinkles..."

Yan Mo, who was far away in Tokyo, Japan, immediately opened the black and white ghost letter after receiving it. A group of people stood in the grand hall, and everyone held their breath, not daring to pant loudly.

The judge looked at Yan Mo's frown, and understood in his heart, but he still asked a question without giving up.

Yan Mo: "Master Pluto is very angry..." Halfway through the words, the meaning is already clear.Ghost Shihei touched Xiao Xiaohei's head, shook it lightly, and signaled him not to ask Lord Yan Mo any more.

Qingming... probably won't survive this catastrophe?

Yan Mo walked down from the cloud: "I...go to see Qingming."

The judge said, "I will accompany you."

Yan Mo looked back at him with helplessness in her eyes, and finally she nodded.

The Abe family mansion is located on the outskirts of Tokyo. The originally quiet house is now brightly lit, and a large number of monks gather around a room to chant sutras.

The current patriarch of the Abe family, Abe eldest son, is looking anxiously at the bloodless and unconscious man in the middle, looking at his younger but his ancestor - Abe Seimei, who was stabbed by a demon knife in China a few days ago Through the whole heart.

Abe's eldest son wiped the sweat from his forehead. If Seimei died here, he would never be the head of the family. Just when he was frowning, a gust of wind blew the prayer flags flutteringly.

The mages stopped chanting sutras and all retreated. After a while, two figures appeared in the room.Yan Mo took the herb from the judge's hand and handed it to Abe's eldest son, who hurriedly took it and withdrew.

Yan Mo leaned forward halfway, stroking Qingming's pale face: "When I met him, he was only a few years old, even if he was half human and half demon, he would only live for a hundred years, I never thought that I would see him again after so many years. "

The judge stood beside her and said nothing. Yan Mo liked him like this, as long as he could quietly listen to what he had to say.

"Don't look at Qingming's mature and prudent appearance now. In fact, he was much more arrogant when he was young. On the surface, he is the eldest son of a well-behaved student, but he is still a little unruly in his heart, just like his mother."

She said a lot, and even the judge didn't know many things, so that the judge began to wonder if the Qingming that Yan Mo said was the one in front of him?

Yan Mo got up, perhaps because she was too gentle when touching him, Qingming subconsciously took her hand, and mumbled a few words.

Judge: "Who is he calling?"

The room was silent.

After a while, Yan Mo raised his head, and the judge was surprised that there were tears in her eyes, which he had never seen in thousands of years.

Those tears disappeared in a flash, replaced by Yan Mo's calm tone: "Do you know? Qingming met Xu Jun as early as in Ping'an Jing."

Judge: "What do you mean?"

"Xiao Jun, where are you? Come to me..."

"I, I'm..." Xu Jun opened his mouth in a daze, and replied unconsciously.

Yaodao shook him impatiently, but it had no effect.The onlookers saw Xu Jun kneeling on the ground, and the pieces of the puppets that he had smashed to the ground before were quickly being put together.

Kozafu grabbed Ah Mian's hand nervously: "Mama...what's wrong?"

The ghosts on the high platform have already seen that something is wrong, Ibaraki said to the frowning big tengu: "Puppet art can't escape the tricks of illusion in the end, this um... what kind of monster is it? He didn't take precautions, loser!" It's not wrong. It's just a game, why are you so nervous?"

The big tengu ignored him, seeing that the puppet was assembled and was getting up slowly, he finally couldn't sit still and flew out directly.

"Hey! What are you doing? It's a foul."

Big Tengu no longer cared about fouling or not. He flew straight up and was about to land when he suddenly saw one more person on the stage.

Slightly squinting his long and narrow eyes, Otengu immediately recognized that the boy in blue was also competing today.

Ya Tiangou shouted: "Who? Go down, or you will be disqualified from the competition."

However, the boy in blue didn't care, and went directly to Xu Jun's side and said to the air, "What's his name?"

Yaodao was stunned, that is?Seimei?talking to him?He looked at the young man in front of him in surprise...it really was him, maybe...he could?

Yaodao no longer hesitated immediately: "Mr. Xu."

"Xu Jun?" Two short words overflowed from the beautiful lips, with a slightly non-standard emphasis on foreign countries, Qingming took out a talisman from his clothes and slapped it on Xu Jun's back: "Leave it to me."

Yaodao looked at his movements, the light blue spell, if he remembered correctly...it should allow the caster to enter the illusion of the caster...

In the illusion, Xu Jun stared blankly at the person lying in a pool of blood in front of him, the sense of fear brought about by the passing of life in front of his eyes firmly grasped him, making him breathless.

"Little Jun..."

No, don't call me!Xu Jun shook his head in pain, don't use your gentle voice to call my name again, don't let me be shaken...

"I like you……"

How can you say that you like me when you have done so much to me?

"It's true...but it doesn't seem to matter, anyway, I'm going to die..."

you shut up!Shut up!

Xu Jun opened his eyes at dusk, the person in his arms seemed to be drained of blood, and his warm and soft body became cold inch by inch.

As if the whole world was shattered, Xu Jun knelt on the spot, not knowing what to pick up from the ruins, he just felt so tired.

The puppet finally put it all together, and the weird face made an expression that could be called a smile, and then it clenched its fist and threw it at Xu Jun, who was kneeling on the ground and still trapped in the illusion.

"Xiaojun..." Xu Jun, who was still immersed in madness, was suddenly awakened by a voice. The voice called his name with a slightly weird accent, but Xu Jun still understood. He raised his head and saw a blue man standing in the distance. The boy in clothes was waving at him.

He looked at the man suspiciously: "Qingming?"

Yes, that face, that person, was indeed Qingming, he walked slowly towards Qingming, for no other reason than to make sure that he was really dead.

The puppet hit the ground with a bang, and just when everyone thought Xu Jun was finished, Qingming and Xu Jun appeared on the other side of the stage.

"Why are there two people?" "What, this is a foul." Amidst the noise, Xiao Zashiki and A-Mian breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily nothing happened.

The demon knife turned into a human form, and supported Xu Jun's shoulder: "You were trapped in the illusion of a puppet just now, and you almost died, do you know that?"

Xu Jun was stunned, is it an illusion?

He looked at the young Qingming who was still wearing a mask beside him, and felt mixed emotions for a moment. The latter nodded to him and went down the stage. As he walked, Qingming took out his number plate from his waist and threw it directly to the referee.

Yuan Boya hurried over: "What's going on?"

Qingming turned back to look at Shitai, then shook his head: "It seems that this time I won't be number one. For now, I can only find another way to get closer to the ghost king Jiuten."

Yuan Boya suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and echoed: "It's better to think about it in the long run."

Because someone interfered during the game, and it was on Xu Jun's side, the referee ruled that Xu Jun fouled and automatically disqualified from the game.

The puppet master's fingertips moved slightly, and the thread formed by the condensed evil energy caused the puppet to bend down and bow: "Chengrang, I'm sorry for making you think of something bad..."

Xu Jun shook his head, because he lost.

Demon Sword: "Are you okay?"

Xu Jun: "Tell me, being pierced by you in the chest...can you survive?

Yaodao was silent for a while: "The wounds on the flesh and body are healed, but... the ghost energy carried by me will enter the body along the damaged wound and merge with his spiritual power. If you don't get rid of it, you won't be able to use your spiritual power for a day, otherwise... your whole body will be like being bitten by ants."

Xu Jun murmured: "In that case... it would be better to die."

"It's good to die, right?"

Yaodao is silent, since it is good to be dead, then why do you look like this?As if... lost the most important person?

The author has something to say: Is today's serving thick enough and long enough?