[Comprehensive] The world is being reset

It was another sunny day.

The blue sky is as clear as washing, the pale golden sun shines down from the sky, and the vegetation in the garden is lush and green.The chirping of insects accompanied the chirping of frogs by the pool and composed an ensemble, and the baby swallows lying in their nests under the wooden beams in the corridor occasionally inserted in to accompany the music depending on their mood.

He Mao Baoxian was sitting on the porch, holding an azure wine cup in his hand.He is used to being casual. To put it nicely, he can be described as open-minded. He can't even sit upright. One long leg is bent, and the elbow of the hand holding the wine glass rests on the knee. , The sitting posture is very uninhibited.

At this time, this man was sitting at Abe Seimei's house, drinking his wine while admiring the courtyard of his house.Or you can't use the word "appreciation", at least judging from the slightly twitching corners of his eyes and the expression that seems to be holding back something, it seems that Mr. Kamo Baoxian didn't get anything from the barren and particularly characterful courtyard in front of him." Beautiful" enjoyment.

Fortunately, after returning from the overgrown yard of Tokuko's house, which was even ruined by cattle herding, Ka Mo Baoxian seemed to have improved a lot in this regard.At least he drank the whole glass of wine in one breath without saying anything.

Abe Seimei then asked him, "Brother, did you come here with a request today?"

He Mao Baoxian, who was thinking about something while holding an empty wine glass, was taken aback for a moment, and the phrase "How do you know?" was choked in his throat and could not come out.

However, even though he braked the car urgently in the end, the expression on his face had almost betrayed himself.The Great Onmyoji put down his wine glass, and sounded very sincere, "Because senior brother seems to appreciate the courtyard below."

"..." For the 970th time, He Mao Baoxian came up with the idea of ​​fighting with his junior brother, but after weighing the difference in force between the two sides, he held back the idea for the 970th time.He Mao Baoxian didn't want to recall the consequences of the only impulse!

He sneered a few times "hehe", and he didn't make any detours at all, and stated his purpose of coming very frankly, "Qingming, what are you going to do with Tokuko?"

"Isn't it already finished?" the Great Onmyoji said nonchalantly.

"... Finished?"

"Isn't Master Fujiwara Jetoki not dead?"

"..." The corner of He Mao Baoxian's mouth twitched, he was not dead, but every night when he opened his eyes, he could see a female ghost with black hair, covered in blood, standing quietly by the bedside holding a broken pipa. Looking at myself, I still have the same look every day without repeating it. Can you accept it if you change it?

He Mao Baoxian just wanted to take this sentence back, but before he said it, he suddenly remembered that maybe his junior brother could really accept it.

He Mao Baoxian scratched his hair irritably, "Are you sure that female ghost won't kill him?"

"nature."

He said so firmly, He Mao Baoxian couldn't help being curious, "How did you do it?" You know, it's not just difficult to describe a female ghost's desire to kill her enemy, it can be said to be difficult. It was a miracle.

The Great Onmyoji looked at him and smiled mysteriously, and in Abe Seimei's characteristic leisurely tone, he slowly elongated his voice, "This is the 'curse'."

He Mao defended the constitution, "..."

Enough is enough, I don't want to hear that you have been arguing with the monks of Koyasan for seven days and seven nights without getting a fart.

He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and said almost in a low voice, "Okay, since your big Yinyang Abe Seimei has promised this, I will tell Fujiwara Jetoki that way when I go back." The rubbish is kicked out of the house, and the sins he made are his own responsibility. Anyway, doesn't he like beauties? That female ghost looks so beautiful!

He Mao Baoxian was cursing in his heart, and on the path under the corridor, a honey bug wearing a light purple Tang suit walked slowly from the grass, stood under the corridor and bowed down to salute.

"Master Qingming, the guest you invited has arrived."

He Mao Baoxian was puzzled when he heard the words, "Qingming, did you invite someone?" You must know that except for the four straight Yuan Boya, he would not dare anyone to come to his family.Heian Jingli mentioned his name in a mysterious way, as if he was someone who couldn't say his name.

As soon as he finished speaking, Homo Kamo saw the person Abe Seimei had invited.To be honest, even the emperor's sudden visit probably wouldn't surprise him with the appearance of this person.

"Michiman Ashiya?!"

Emperor Tenmu established Onmyoji to incorporate the profession of Onmyoji into the official system. Throughout Japan, the onmyoji in Onmyoji represent orthodoxy, and many famous onmyoji in history were all from Onmyoji.However, not all onmyojis care about this "orthodox".Even in Heian-kyo, there are many idle onmyoji who are not affiliated with the onmyoji, headed by the Onmyoji group in Harima country, commonly known as "Nojiko".And among these "Yeluzi" onmyojis, there is a person whose fame and ability are so great that he can almost compare with Abe Seimei, the face of Yinyangliao.

This person is Ashiya Michimitsu, an onmyoji who has nothing to do with orthodoxy from his birth to his actions, and has a strong evil spirit all over his body.

Kamo Baoxian really didn't expect Abe Seimei and Ashiya Michimitsu to have friendship.However, judging by the way the two meet and greet each other, it seems that their friendship is not very deep.

Generally speaking, when seeing the host has new guests, the people who came before will politely say goodbye and make room consciously.However, He Mao Baoxian is not fastidious, he didn't have the slightest awareness that he should leave, he sat firmly in his seat, without saying a word, and swept the two of them with probing eyes.

Fortunately, Abe Seimei had no intention of driving him away.The Great Onmyoji raised his hand slightly, and the sleeves of his hunting clothes hung down his arms, "Michiman Ashiya, please sit down."

If one just looked at the appearance, no one would have guessed that the old man who walked carelessly through the grass in the courtyard was a powerful onmyoji as famous as Abe Seimei.

Since ancient times, the profession of Onmyoji has always been associated with gods and ghosts.They are powerful and mysterious, and the fields they specialize in are all more or less sacred things such as sacrifices, divination, calendar repair, and auspicious events.Walking between the nobles and the court, the subset of astronomy, geography, classics and biography is omnipotent, such an elegant and knowledgeable image.

So I don't know when, the first skill that an onmyoji needs to learn is not exorcising ghosts and eliminating filth... but pretending to be coercive, and this tendency becomes more obvious in later generations.Of course, no matter how many talents emerge from later generations, it is Abe Seimei who has reached the pinnacle of this skill and made future generations look up to him... although he is not pretending.

Long story short, all in all, although the onmyoji habit of pretending to be pretentious during the Heian-kyo period has not yet fully formed, there are indeed very few people who do not talk about their image to the point of Ashiya Doman.

The old man was casually wearing a tattered monk's robe, and his hair was messily covered on his head as if standing on his head.At first glance, the old lunatic who didn't expect to run out from the poor family outside Suzaku Avenue is more than a powerful onmyoji. Compared with Abe Seimei, the whole person is simply two extremes.

He changed his shoes under the service of Shikigami, walked carelessly up the corridor, came to the desk and sat down.

"Seimei, what do you want from me?" Ashiya Michi asked bluntly.

Following his arrival, He Mao Baoxian unconsciously retracted his bent long legs, changed to a slightly upright sitting posture, and sat upright, his body slightly tensed.His eyes seemed to fall on the old man sitting beside him inadvertently, and his fingers holding the wine glass tightened slightly, as if he was guarding against something.

"Oh, Kamo Baoxian, you're here too." Ashiya Michimi glanced at him.

"Michimitsu Ashiya." He Mao Baoxian nodded slightly.

To be honest, Ashiya Michimitsu and Kamo Yasuken did not have much friendship with Abe Seimei, or he had no friendship with anyone.There was nothing old to talk about between the few, so Abe Seimei simply skipped this item and asked directly, "Teach Miss Tokuko the spell 'Ugly Tokisan', and take away the cursed object under the pillar on the north side of her house. The person in question is you, Venerable Master Ashiya Doman."

What he said had no context or explanation, and he didn't even introduce who Miss Tokuko was, but Ashiya Michimitsu seemed to know what had happened, and nodded happily, "That's right, it's me. "

Abe Seimei then continued to ask, "Then, is it you, the mage, who took Miss Lingzi's life?"

"This is none of my business."

"That's it."

"That's right."

"I see."

The two asked and answered, as quickly and smoothly as if they had rehearsed beforehand. He Mao Baoxian, who was sitting by the side, was at a loss when he heard it.

"Wait, what do you mean? Didn't Miss Tokuko kill Lingzi?"

"Brother, why do you have such thoughts?" Abe Seimei raised his eyes and looked at him in surprise, his long and narrow eyes slightly widened, and the ending sound was slightly raised... as if he was really surprised.

"Miss Dezi is just a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken. How could she kill people at will?"

"...", the corners of Kamo Baoxian's mouth twitched fiercely... God damn "a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken", who is that female ghost who is about to scare Fujiwara Jesuki crazy? !

Holding his forehead weakly, He Mao Baoxian wisely realized that he would be foolish to argue with his junior brother, "So, what's going on?"

Abe Seimei's smiling expression faded slightly, and finally his expression became serious, "According to Miss Lingzi's family, she was killed by a ghost who suddenly broke into the mansion at night five days ago, around the time of Chou. Even her The onmyoji hired to guard the door of her room was also broken by the ghost."

"So, what's wrong?"

"Ji-kun has fallen in love with playing the pipa recently." Abe Seimei suddenly changed his voice under Kamo Baoxian's concerned gaze.

The corner of He Mao Baoxian's eyes twitched, you won't be happy if you don't turn to your loli within five sentences, aren't you Qingming?

Fortunately, before he had time to say this, Abe Seimei continued, "So during this period of time, 'people' came from thousands of miles to my house to listen to her play the pipa every night during the ugly hour, every night."

The last few words were uttered by Abe Seimei with a lot of meaning, and Kamo Baoxian suddenly realized, "On the night Lingzi died, Miss Tokuko was at your door?"

Then, he immediately thought of more things, "So Seimei, did you know from the beginning that Fujiwara Jihei's curse was related to Miss Tokuko?" That's why he threw Fujiwara Jihei into the On the one hand, let him beg his grandpa to sue his grandma, frightened around.But in fact, the female ghost has been under his nose all the time, and the big onmyoji sits firmly on the Diaoyutai, watching the play leisurely, but in fact the whole situation is in his hands.

"Hiss..." He Mao Baoxian gritted his teeth after he understood everything. What else could he say?This is really Abe Seimei's style!

"Hey." Ashiya Michimitsu, who was sitting on the other side, smiled as he drank the wine Shikigami poured for him, "Seimei, this is not the way you used to do things."

He Mao Baoxian squinted at him.Where is it not?There is only one smart person in the whole world, and all those who dare to play with him are fools. Isn't this a typical Abe Seimei-style game rule?

"I've heard that Fujiwara Toki-sama has been quite frightened lately." Ashiya Michimitsu pointed out with a smile while stretching out a finger.

Abe Seimei chuckled nonchalantly, "But Mr. Fujiwara Masashi is still alive and well."

"Hahaha... That's why I said, Qingming, you are actually the same person as me."

Ashiya Michimitsu smiled heartily while holding an empty wine glass, He Mao Baoxian sat on the side and looked at him, and then at his younger brother who was smiling calmly, silently without saying a word to refute.

"Okay, Master Ashiya Michimitsu, please stop laughing." Abe Seimei said, "I didn't invite you to watch my jokes on purpose."

"Then what did you invite me to do?"

"Master Ashiya should have already guessed it. Lingzi was obviously not killed by Ms. Tokuko, but the resentment on her body has increased. And this matter was not done by you and me, so who did it?" Abe Seimei looked at The person on the opposite side said, "Master Ashiya has also noticed it, otherwise he wouldn't have used injury as an excuse to avoid the matter of Fujiwara Nagono last time."

Ashiya Michimi smiled "hehe", "You can see it, Seimei."

"nature."

"I really don't want to go into this muddy water."

"Please take some responsibility, Ashiya Michiman-sama."

"Hey, you actually talked to me about being responsible..."

"Wait!" Seeing the two of them fighting back and forth again, He Mao Baoxian had never doubted his IQ as much as now, "What are you talking about?"

"It's about the nightmare-eating incident before." Fortunately, Abe Seimei didn't seem to give up on his stupid senior brother, and explained to him patiently, "Brother, do you still remember the many doubts that were found out at that time?"

He Mao Baoxian's brows suddenly twitched, and for the first time a truly dignified expression appeared in his eyes, "That matter..."

For the whole afternoon, Kamo Yasuken and Ashiya Michimi stayed at Abe Seimei's house, and it was a rare thing that three of the world's top onmyoji gathered in a small compound.

The daily routine of people living in Heiankyo is to eat only two meals a day, but Abe Seimei’s family eats three meals a day in order to take care of the eating habits of a little loli from the future.He Mao Baoxian came to his junior's house for a few meals and remembered this rule. Seeing that the sun was about to set, it was time for dinner at Abe's house again.He Mao Baoxian, who had been thinking all afternoon, stretched, and was about to ask Qingming what he had for dinner when he suddenly heard footsteps running from the depths of the corridor.

In Abe Seimei's house, there will be this kind of "da da da" like raindrops hitting on banana leaves, and the lively footsteps that seem to be able to support the Abe family on their own. Usually there is only one person.

"Ji Jun." Before the little loli ran to the front, Abe Seimei had turned his head and turned slightly sideways, blocking the view behind him whether intentionally or not.

"Qingming." Mira Zetian pulled the sleeve of Onmyoji, and said softly in an inexplicable tone, "Yingcao is here."

"Yingcao?"

Before Abe Seimei could speak, Homo Kamo asked doubtfully.As soon as he finished his words, Abe Seimei's Shikigami Honey Bug parted the half-person-high grass again and walked from the courtyard.The onmyoji smelled the faint smell of blood stained from nowhere on her body.

"Lord Seimei." Shikigami in a light purple Tang robe bowed down and saluted, a small patch of bright red was exposed at the slightly raised cuffs.

"The Yingcao that Ji Jun saved before fell at the door and was seriously injured."