On the Possibility of Part-Time Jobs for God Judges[Comprehensive]

The world is red...

Red hair, red flowers, red fire...

【My child, how, how beautiful this red hair is...】

【Same as your father, as if burning wildly every moment...】

【However, why did he suddenly stop burning?Such a beautiful red color suddenly died! 】

[It's her... everything is her fault! 】

[Practice Yuyan! ! ! 】

Mother……

He was determined to make that person smile again, standing under the flower tree that seemed to be on fire, next to his father, and then the two looked at him with admiring eyes.Such a future can be achieved as long as he works hard enough, as long as he becomes the most watched prince, as long as he ascends to that supreme position...

However, he is a calamity and disaster star after all.

Lian Hongba slowly opened his eyes. The wooden zenith is in Japanese style, and the faint fragrance of plum blossoms floats, but the whole room is as warm as spring.Severe pain was still coming from his body. It seemed that Phoenix didn't activate it by himself, and he should have been stopped by someone. In other words, he should have been rescued now.

The memory before the teleportation has become very blurred. Lianhongba only vaguely remembers that his body was heating up in the face of Nakawaki, who was unable to compete at this stage, and Foxosuke also emitted golden light. The two lights intertwined. Next He has no impression.

The best result is that the "government" rescued him. The not so good result is that, just like the water dragon sword brought him out of the original world, he "transmigrated" again.

Wait a minute, in the tragic battle situation at that time, he didn't hold the Seven Stars, but Jiao Lin was always in his hands. Where is Jiao Lin who has returned to his body now? !

Thinking of this, Lian Hongba suddenly struggled, and with a movement of his body, the bandaged wound opened again. At this time, someone gently pressed his shoulder, and spit out the Tian-chao language with a subtle tone.

"Don't move, your fan and sword are here."

After the two items were handed to Lian Hongba, he immediately became quiet, his red pupils still wide open.

"You are...cough...you are also..."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Lian Hongba realized that something was wrong. Although the person in front of him could speak his language perfectly, he was wearing a hunting suit that looked like an enemy naginata. After all it is a Japanese style.

Sure enough, no, the people who saw him again would never be those people.

The accumulated physical strength was declared exhausted, Lian Hongba lay down again, closed his eyes and rested his mind, still holding the sword tightly in his hand.

Just ignore him?What a real kid.

Abe Seimei laughed, so he had to take the initiative to start the conversation, "I found you in the woods near the Kibune Shrine. You were seriously injured, as if you had just been killed on the battlefield."

There was no response, and this kid was even trickier than he thought.

"My name is Seimei Abe, how about you?"

Lian Hongba finally showed mercy and opened his eyes, he was surprised.No matter how poor his history is, the name Abe Seimei is still very popular. Such a character can almost be compared with Merlin in British history, and he is a person who has truly influenced a country and even an era.

"I'm Lian Hongba." At this time, Lian Hongba didn't know the meaning of the name to the Onmyoji, but he subconsciously didn't say the whole thing, for example, the word Biao was hidden. Except for Jiaolin and him, this Biaozi No third person will know.

Abe Seimei immediately changed his words, and said with a friendly smile: "Are you Hongba? You are seriously injured and need to stay in bed to recuperate. Do you feel hungry now? There is freshly cooked porridge."

"I want to eat." Lian Hongba's desire to survive is very strong, and he doesn't want to lie here for a long time, so eating is very necessary.

Abe Seimei just sat there and did not leave, but after a while, a woman in a red kimono lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes to send the newly cooked porridge. Lian Hongba just glanced at it, and then couldn't control his despair.

Not to mention taking this stuff for half a month, even if it takes three days, he will go crazy!Already being rejected by Bingzijiao Lin Yangdiao's appetite, Lianhongba still insisted on eating it bite by bite.

Why did he come in the Heian era...at least after the Meiji Restoration!Foxnosuke gave him science popularization before, saying that the nobles in the Heian era did not eat animal meat and the like, and their average life expectancy was very low. Lian Hongba deeply believed it.

Lost food, half of life is crippled!

Abe Seimei watched him finish eating calmly. Although Lianhongba didn't say anything, his disgusted eyes revealed everything...

Maybe he should go to a hunter to exchange for some wild game. Cook it according to Tang Guo's method, Lian Hongba should like it.

The next day Lian Hongba found that his porridge had been replaced by potato porridge. Although it had a bland taste, at least it had a little more sweetness.On the third day, Abe Seimei even got him a wild pheasant, and brought it to Lian Hongba for advice.

"It would be great if there is a recipe." Seimei Abe said truthfully.

It has become a joke that the nobles of Ping'an do not eat animal meat. At least the practice of red bully is in Abe Seimei, and there is no reason to abandon meat.

This is a strange and contradictory man.

But at present, this person will not threaten him.

Practicing Hongba buried his head in drinking the soup. Abe Seimei's shikigami was really clever, and he could cook it decently after telling the method, but after all, the means were limited, and the taste of the soup was not as clear and mellow as he remembered.

He stared at the oily noodle soup, and tried hard to eat them, whether he felt full or not, whether he liked the taste or not, all he could do was to quickly heal his injuries and move freely , to find a way to go back.

Foxnosuke didn't know where he went, and Lian Hongba didn't doubt the other party's loyalty. As for not coming to him for a long time, he must have been stumbled by something. The Heian era was an era of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Abe Seimei leaned leisurely by the door frame, watching about the last snow this year, eating fried sweetfish while drinking, occasionally he would turn his head to watch Lian Hongba eat almost desperately, and then lie down to support his body.

The curse of [survive] was about to spill out of the child's body.

Abe Seimei didn't ask what happened before, and Lian Hongba didn't say anything. The two have maintained this peaceful silence for a week. At present, no one is willing to break it easily.

The child didn't cry, and it's normal for him to suffer multiple injuries. He has a cold posture that is completely opposite to the color of his hair and eyes, and only when he is holding the sword, will he reveal a little bit of it. The desolate look was like a bird separated from the flock.

It is lovable, and it will arouse people's desire to destroy it by hand.

He's such a bad guy... ahhhhhhhhhhh the sword again.

This time, Abe Seimei did not intend to remain silent. He held the cup in one hand, and folded a small paper figure with the other hand. He tapped his fingertips on the paper figure's mouth, paused slightly, and when he moved away, the small paper figure The man had already stood up, staggered and staggered towards Lian Hongba.

Lian Hongba was staring at Bingzijiao Lin's body in a daze, and suddenly felt the corner of his clothes being pulled. He lowered his head, and an ugly little thing was tugging at the corner of his clothes.

Lian Hongba: ...

Little paper man: ...

In an instant, the sword was lifted up and the little paper man was stabbed to the point of chills. The tip of the sword stuck to the floor without weakening. The little paper man struggled hard, tilted his head, and died.

Originally, I just wanted to tease Abe Seimei, who practiced red bully: ...

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, Lian Hongba took the little paper figurine off the sword, held it in his hand and looked at it curiously for a while.

"This is a type of shikigami. Of course, the spiritual power has dissipated now."

As for how the spiritual power is dispersed, everyone knows it well, so don't bring up this embarrassing topic again.

"Want to learn? I can teach you." Abe Seimei further tempted.

"I have tried it just now. I witnessed the whole process of your inputting spiritual power. Try the same method, no way." feels completely different.

This comprehension and boldness amazed Abe Seimei. Some onmyojis would never learn how to manipulate "styles". This thing not only requires spiritual power, but also requires considerable comprehension. Tried it the first time, and although the result was a failure, it was not his "operational" problem.

"The reason why it doesn't work is because you have [curse] on your body." Abe Seimei said slowly, "Do you often feel that your spiritual power is scattered and unable to gather? Excessive use will cause physical pain?"

Lian Hongba opened his eyes wide, and Abe Seimei was as accurate as a quack doctor, "Is this all because of the [curse]? That is... a curse?"

"No, that's not quite accurate." Abe Seimei shook his head, and suddenly raised the chopsticks in his hand, "Hongba, what is this?"

"Chopsticks."

Abe Seimei picked up another piece of sweetfish and stretched it towards Lian Hongba, "What is this?"

"Fish." Lian Hongba replied, eating the fish subconsciously.

"Okay, Hongba, just now you cast two [curses] in a row." Abe Seimei put down his chopsticks, took a sip of wine, and waited for Hongba to comprehend it by himself.

Lian Hongba tilted his head, and soon understood what Abe Seimei meant.

"Qingming." He called the other party's name accurately, "In this way, I cast a curse again."

"Indeed." Abe Seimei smiled approvingly, "Our existence itself is the [curse], we are bound by the [curse], and we gain ourselves because of it."

"So, in my case, is someone exerting influence on me?" Lian Hongba drew inferences.

"That's right. Hongba, think about it carefully. When you used the power in your body for the first time, did you succeed or fail? What did the person who faced your power do?"

Lian Hongba's pupils shrank slightly, and his thoughts went back to that time——

【I am going to kill you!I'm going to kill you, Lian Yuyan! ! ! 】