Moon Black Wind Gao Aunt Haunted

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The fire that had been burning for a whole day finally went out.

Onmyoji Qingming opened the window, and the burning smell in the room dissipated a little.

Don't ask him why he appeared here, since the dark-faced Tamamo found him and threw the iron pot to him, Seimei, the onmyoji who had heard the cause and effect, came very consciously.

Although it was indirect, it was indeed caused by him.

The 10 broom gods brought in accelerated the cleaning speed. Although the roof and walls still had scorched black marks, at least there was barely a place to stay.

The temperature in the teapot was just right, Onmyoji Qingming poured a cup, and then sent it to Yuzaoqian's side respectfully, "Senior, please."

Yu Zaoqian ignored the onmyoji Seimei who was holding a cup beside him. He knelt quietly in front of the huge mural in the center of the main hall, holding a paintbrush and tinkering with it bit by bit.

Less than half of this magnificent and huge mural was burned.

Onmyoji Seimei didn't mind Tamazamae's attitude towards him. He was holding tea, and his eyes fell on this mural. Before it was burned, it was an exquisite picture of the hell scene, and it was full of 108 demons and ghosts. , lifelike as if it will jump out of the wall in the next second.

What a pity, what a pity...

"There's nothing to regret." Yuzao said before, it turned out that Qingming, the onmyoji, said the words in his heart unconsciously just now.

However, how can it not be a pity?

"As far as I know, this mural is Lord Qingtu's real body." Onmyoji Qingming frowned slightly, "I think, this Lord God should also be seriously injured."

Yu Zaoqian continued to repair the mural, wiped off the black wall skin, and then painted it with paint little by little. After finishing a stroke, he continued to answer.

"It...it's not that big anymore."

This answer made Onmyoji Qingming startled for a moment, he didn't understand Yu Zaoqian's meaning for a while, and then asked quickly, "What does this mean?"

Onmyoji Qingming's voice was a little loud, and he focused the distracted attention of Yuling behind him, then moved the huge dragon head over, and looked at Yuzao in front of the painting in a somewhat ignorant manner.

All of a sudden, the light was blocked tightly.

Feeling dark in front of his eyes, the pen in Yu Zaomae's hand paused, and finally put it down with a sigh.

"There are stone pillars at the vent in the backyard. That's where the wind god, the wind dragon, often stays." He pointed to some dilapidated stone pillars in the open space outside.

"Before this place, it used to be the shrine of Fengshen Yimulian."

So it's not surprising that there are several places specially established for Fenglong. Yuling poked his head and caught sight of the stone pillar over there, and immediately circled over it.

"As far as I know, the Fengshen Shrine is located at the foot of the mountain, and it is a relatively large shrine." Onmyoji Seimei was a little confused, "What's going on here?"

Yuzao tilted her head slightly, looked at Onmyouji Qingming, then turned her head casually, "Indeed, at your age, it's understandable not to know these things."

"Let me ask you, do you know the origin of the gods we enshrine, Qing Tu?" Yu Zaoqian paused, and his tone became a little embarrassed.

This onmyoji Qingming knew it, he nodded, and said eloquently: "There are no statues of gods in the shrine, but there is a huge picture of evil spirits in purgatory, which makes the gangsters and bullies fear... This is the purpose of [Deterrence God] origin."

That's right, in the eyes of the world, Qingtu is not a god who brings happiness and good luck.

In the eyes of the unsuspecting villagers, the murals of ghosts in hell appear to deter bullies, and the folk portraits are even more ferocious.

Whenever someone in the village commits a crime, he will be escorted to the shrine in Qingtu. Seeing the lifelike images of hell beings, all the prisoners will break down, crying and repenting for their mistakes. If they are locked up overnight, The next day, I definitely rolled my eyes, spit foam and peed my pants.

Over time, the title of [God of Deterrence] slowly spread. It is not so much a shrine, but more like a "reflection hall", "family law hall", and "little black house". Qingtu will only receive incense when it is in use. If it is safe and sound, no one will approach Qingtu's shrine at all, and even walk around it at ordinary times.

In the village near the Qingtu Shrine, she, the [God of Deterrence], is even more childish than Shuten Doji, and the Shrine of Deterrence is the place where countless children's nightmares occur, and has become a psychological shadow that accompanies each generation to grow up——

"Then why did this lord appear at the Fengshen Shrine?" Onmyoji Seimei knew nothing about this history, so he couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

That was indeed a long time ago.

"At that time, this shrine was the closest shrine to the sea."

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After a heavy rain, a merchant ship from the neighboring country came ashore without any risk. The calm sea was blustery, and every crew member was ready to die in the sea, but miraculously, each of them survived. survived.

However, when the crew knelt on the ground and prayed for Mazu to appear, no one noticed that the most precious collection in the cargo ship disappeared.

The real savior, Fengshen who stood calmly on the sea looked at the crew members who worshiped the wrong god and just laughed, but the Fenglong behind him was not happy.

This is the credit of his god, how could it be taken by others?

Fenglong stared at the crew members who were stupidly kowtowing with their backs turned to them, and was so angry that he couldn't speak, oh, mainly because there was something in his mouth.

Just now, when the cargo ship was drifting in the big waves, something bumped down from above. Fenglong didn't even think about it, and grabbed it directly to prevent it from falling into the sea.

It was later discovered that it was a scroll.

Fengshen raised his hand and rubbed the angry dragon's head, then pointed to the cargo ship, signaling it to send the scroll back.

Unexpectedly, Fenglong, who was once obedient, rolled his eyes at his god, and turned his head arrogantly to the side with the scroll in his mouth.

Whoever wants to go will go, anyway, it won't go.

Those humans don't know how to be grateful, so what's wrong with it asking for some rewards, what's wrong! !

Seeing Fengshen's frown of disapproval, Fenglong held the scroll in his mouth and steadfastly slipped back to the shrine on the mountainside.

This childish behavior made Fengshen sigh, and hurriedly followed, ready to go back and talk to it patiently.

Without the help of the wind dragon, Fengshen Yimuren's speed was a bit slower. When he returned to the shrine, his wind dragon was coiled under the pillar like a lump of ice cream, protecting the scroll under his stomach, like The old hen that was only hatching eggs was not allowed to be touched by the god of wind. In the end, the god gave up her tongue for a while, and then reluctantly moved her body, revealing a crumpled scroll.

After wandering at sea for so long just now, the water vapor on the scales of the wind dragon wet the scroll, making this seemingly very precious picture very miserable and unbearable to look at.

Fengshen: ...

Don't let others crush you!

Seeing the crumpled scroll, Fenglong also became nervous, knowing that he seemed to have caused trouble, Fenglong immediately tried to reduce his sense of existence, his eyes dodged and he dared not meet Fengshen.

No way, Fengshen opened the red brocade ribbon on the scroll, wanting to see how damaged it was inside.

However, once he opened it, something bad happened.

Before he could see the content of the painting clearly, the picture began to fade like a tide, and in an instant, there was only a blank sheet of paper left on the scroll. The frantic gushing out made Fengshen Yimulian realize... This is not an ordinary painting at all, he seems to have released something extraordinary.

"Look...look at the back!" Fenglong's voice was trembling, but Fengshen turned his head suddenly, only to find that the faded colors on the painting had spread to the wall of the shrine, instantly turning the mottled white wall into a blur. The scene of the large-scale murals, and the contents of the murals are all monsters and ghosts with teeth and claws, which makes people creepy.

late.

"Master Fengshen..." Fenglong looked at the Fengshen Shrine, which looked like a hell on earth, and his intestines turned green with regret.

"I will never bring other people's things back casually..."

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Tamamo said so far, picked up a white pen and slightly dipped a little ocher color to blend out the warm color.

"Then, it wasn't just the Fengshen Shrine that was hit, the spread of "Hell in Disguise" was like a plague, turning all the shrines of the gods into this appearance, and was named [ringworm] by the gods."

Onmyoji Seimei gasped.

This not only means Qingtu's unstoppable strength, but also means that if she does this, the devastating blow will be brought. You must know that the polluted shrine will be abandoned by believers, that is to say...

In Heian-kyo, there are no gods anymore.

"Finally, Gao Tianyuan's gang finally panicked." Yu Zaoqian couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth sarcastically when he said this.

That's right, you can't even hit it. You can't destroy your shrine in order to destroy Qingtu, right?So after discussion, they decided to give in.

"The [ghost ringworm] they were talking about before has turned into a [deterrence god]. Gao Tianyuan established a new shrine with great fanfare, and even sent a maiden to serve it."

Tamamoto paused slightly when he mentioned the witch, and then continued, but due to the large amount of information, Onmyoji Seimei didn't notice this.

"This is a bit too much." Onmyoji Qingming frowned slightly, "Although it has been proved that this god is not a threat, there was no evidence at that time."

Gao Tianyuan's behavior is completely pushing the maiden into the fire pit, which is not the slightest difference from Genji's offering the maiden to Yamata no Orochi.

After receiving a lot of information at once, Onmyouji Seimei wanted to ask more questions, but for some reason, Tamamomae suddenly seemed to have no intention of continuing the conversation, and became obviously irritable.

"Okay, after cleaning, there is no business for you." He waved his hand, obviously meaning to see off the guests, "When you leave, remember to ask the jungler to come in."

He wanted to have a good discussion with Qingtu about the "sequelae" of Qingtu.

That's right, it is the sequelae left after she uses her ability every time.

Coincidentally, in the museum in the neighboring country, the curators are also holding a meeting to talk about this issue.

A major discovery about Wu Daozi's masterpiece "Hell in Disguise".

"I don't know if you feel that compared with the picture of "Hell in Disguise" in memory, it is getting smaller and smaller?"

The author has something to say: Every time the disguised hell map gets smaller, it will change everyone's memory and all the evidence, telling the world that it is so small, but there are always some people whose memories cannot be changed.

Here is a reference to the Mandela effect... I really thought that the fat cat was dead QAQ, thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~