[Comprehensive] The world is being reset

He Mao Baoxian said, no matter what, let's wake up that kid.

So the unlucky boy who was knocked out by Minamoto Laiguang and thrown by Gu Huo Niao more than ten meters away was dragged back again. Miss Shigami Xun poured cold water on him in friendship, and finally woke up.

When Bubu Jiwu regained consciousness, the first voice he heard was a magnetic and clear male voice. His voice had the unique waka-like rhythm of Kyoto nobles, like the wind blowing through the laurel treetops in summer, rustling pleasantly.

It's just that the content of the speech is a bit unfriendly.

"So troublesome? Wouldn't it be more convenient to kick this kid directly into the pool just now?"

Bubu Jiwu became sober in an instant.

Before he opened his eyes, he smelled the sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus mixed with other herbs, and there were uneven stones under his hands.The rough-edged weeds grazed my wrists and itched a bit.

Which noble's courtyard, or some wild place outside the city?

After half a second of guessing in his mind, Bubu Jiwu ruled out the latter option.Because the osmanthus tree, a precious tree species that came across the sea from the Tang Dynasty, is unlikely to appear in a certain wild field no matter how you think about it.

"Open your eyes when you wake up, boy, don't pretend."

It was still the magnetic and pleasant male voice, with a kind of sloppy scorn.

Bubu Jiwu's heart skipped a beat, and then tried to calm himself down, slowly opened his eyes and looked up.

There are five "persons" in his field of vision,

The first thing he saw was the black-haired boy leaning against the pillar with a black sword in his arms.Standing upright, standing against the light, like a long knife that can cut people with just a touch of cold light, his long black eyelashes, like crow feathers, cast cold eyes, cold, ruthless, with a bit of coldness. Habitually careless, the warm light coming from behind him outlines the slender figure of the young man into a coherent line draft.

Bubu Jiwu was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that this was the person who knocked him out before.

this person……

"Where are you looking, here?"

It was still the same romantic male voice from before, but Jiwu Bubu's soul that had strayed a little accidentally returned to his place in an instant, his heart trembled, he quickly gathered his thoughts, and looked up vigilantly.

There were three people standing at the door of the room under the eaves. Among them, the beautiful woman in a goose-yellow Tang suit standing a little behind should be a Shikigami, so it can be ignored.It was the two people standing in front that attracted Bubu Jiwu's full attention.

With a romantic and unruly temperament, he is like a nobleman seeking pleasure under the moon, and a son of an aristocratic family who is as bright as the moon and will fold plums in the snow to present to his friends.

Kamo Baoxian and Abe Seimei.

It doesn't look like an onmyoji at all, but no one is more like an onmyoji than them.

In fact, even if they had never met, they would definitely be able to call out their names accurately as long as they met once.

Bubu Jiwu's breathing stagnated slightly, and he lowered his head slightly.

The voice of He Mo Baoxian who was staring at him was still lazy.

"Tell me, what is the purpose, what is the origin?"

The boy with his head down didn't speak.He slowly got up from the ground and straightened his clothes, as if what he was going to do next required a very serious attitude.He calmly took off the grass leaves that were stained on his body, hung the saber around his waist, then straightened his back, and slowly knelt down on his knees in a solemn and almost pious attitude, lying on the ground A big gift was made.

"Bubushi, Bubu Jiwu, I beg Abe Seimei-sama to help my god."

In the Kuwana area of ​​Ise, in the Katori area, there is a mountain towering high into the clouds. The villagers under the mountain have worshiped the god named Ichimokuren from the Asuka era to the present.

Bubu Jiwu is the god-lord of this generation who is in charge of serving the gods in the palace named Tado Myojin.

Yimulian is the god of wind and blacksmithing.Along the coast of the Ise area, there are often storms from the sea that sweep across the plain. Whenever this time occurs, the villagers living at the bottom of the mountain will devoutly pray to Yimulian for protection. Under the prayers and offerings of the villagers, the gods on the mountain will also Unleash divine power and try your best to protect your people.

The gods who control the wind and the human beings struggling to survive in nature at the foot of the mountain are interdependent, and this has been the case for hundreds of years.

"But in recent years, that has become less and less the case."

I don't know if it's climate change or something else.In recent decades, the storms blowing from the sea have stopped.It is certainly a good thing that the villagers who are no longer suffering from disasters will live better.But another side effect of this "better and better" is that they gradually forget the gods who once protected them in the strong wind.

Who said that human beings are the best at forgetting creatures.

It doesn't mean that Fengshen is really forgotten, but under the subtle influence, people's beliefs are gradually no longer as pious as before, and fewer and fewer people go up the mountain to worship the gods. up.

As a god who was once powerful enough to control the storm, Yimulian's divine power slowly weakened with the passage of time.Although it wasn't to the point where he couldn't even keep his godhood, as the divine master who served him, he couldn't turn a blind eye to this kind of thing no matter what.

"...Even gods will die, and there is no way to stop this kind of thing with human power."

The noise of the cicadas in the night wind seemed to have quieted down, and He Mao Baoxian, who was leaning against the edge of the door with his hands folded, was silent for a moment, and then spoke slowly.Following the young man's narration, his voice seemed to have quieted down, with a bit of the coolness of the night.

Other people in the courtyard did not speak, Minamoto Raimiko lowered his eyes slightly while holding the Taidao, while Abe Seimei's eyes drifted to nowhere, and no one could guess what he was thinking thoughtfully.

The boy kneeling in the middle of the courtyard seemed to want to stand up and argue for a moment, but in the end he still tried his best to press himself against the wet soil in the courtyard.He wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, shook his head vigorously, and said calmly with all his strength, "I know, Mr. Yimulian... he said the same thing."

He Mao Baoxian seemed to raise his eyebrows in surprise.

"If it's just like this, then that's fine. We have no way to stop this kind of thing, and Master Yimu is not willing to force it."

"He said...he said, this is his destiny..."

The young man pursed his lips, and bit his canine teeth hard on his lower lip, forcing himself to swallow the choked up throat.

"But half a month ago, a group of people with unknown origins suddenly came down the mountain. They found Mr. Yimulian and asked him if he wanted to reverse his fate of dying, but Mr. Yimulian refused. But they still did not give up. When I noticed, that group of people set up a very evil formation on the mountain, and attracted many monsters to attack the villagers at the bottom of the mountain, in order to consume Lord Yimulian's divine power."

The boy's eyes were filled with hatred that was so cold that it was almost bloody. He gritted his teeth and almost wanted to bite off a bite of flesh from the group of people he was talking about.

"They want to forcibly transform Master Yimulian into a monster that can be manipulated by others."

The piercing hatred slammed into the courtyard with clear syllables, and the moonlight falling from the sky was stained with blood by a few words.Abe Seimei raised his head as if he had noticed something, the silver crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the halo of the moon stained the stratus clouds.Behind the bright moon, several crimson light shadows swayed faintly.

"The Bubu family has served Shinto for generations. You should have an official position in the court. Have you reported this matter to Yinyang Liao?" He Mao Baoxian almost immediately became serious, his voice was cold and harsh, and he stared at Bubu Jiwu almost with a stern look.

Bubu Jiwu lowered his head, "I reported the incident when it just happened, but there was no response."

"Impossible, I haven't seen the corresponding file at all!"

The young man kneeling in the yard silently took out a roll of documents from his arms, raised his hand and handed it over.

He Mao Baoxian hooked his finger, and the scroll in the young man's hand flew into his hand like an arrow from the string.The man frowned, pulled the scroll away hastily, turned slightly sideways, and quickly scanned the document under the light in the room.

It was indeed a letter about Fengshen in the Katori area, but this letter was typed back, and there was an approval document at the end of the volume.The general meaning is: I see, there are many things in Kyoto, and I don't have time to deal with you.

Signed, He Mao protects the constitution.

The black-haired man rolled up the document with a gloomy expression, his knuckles so hard that he almost wanted to crush it.He gritted his teeth and almost melted the boiling anger into his voice word by word.

"I didn't approve it, I haven't even seen this thing at all!"

Abe Seimei said calmly on the side, "There are many things in Beijing, didn't the senior brother hand over some of the things to the deputy for distribution. It is understandable that the subordinate got dizzy and made a mistake to approve it for you."

He Mao Baoxian looked back at him abruptly.

The Great Onmyoji's expression was still calm, and the light in his eyes was clear and quiet, like a gurgling stream under the moonlight.He Mao Baoxian finally managed to calm down after being poured a handful of icy cold water by the stream.

They all understood the meaning behind what Abe Seimei said just now.The incident Bubu Jiwu said is [-]% similar to the Black Mist Mountain incident that erupted outside Ping'an capital. The mountain that seemed to be marked and the scar that could not fade away in the clouds were like a thorn across Ping'an capital. All the ministers, especially him, He Mao, protect the constitution from the bottom of his heart.

If he saw this volume of documents, he would never ignore it.

Someone blocked this incident for some unknown purpose, and even found an excuse as Abe Seimei said just now.

From this point of view, what he discussed with Seimei before, the sudden occurrence of Qi pulse problems in Heianjing, which caused the little monsters to make trouble and kept Yinyangliao busy, was it really just a pure coincidence?

"Count me in." The Great Onmyoji said nonchalantly, "Are you sure I won't take care of this matter?"

Yes, you are too lazy to know that everyone is safe in the capital. With the excuse of "things taboo", how long have you not been in court and it is worthless? Do you remember? !

The author has something to say: Why did Bubu Jiwu pay attention to Yuan Laiguang first when he woke up?Because he is one of the four heavenly kings of Raikou in the future.

However, his knife seems to be not well-known, and I am seriously thinking about whether to send him a knife essence.

But it doesn't seem to be suitable, worry...