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

After Abe Seimei left, Ogiko clenched the folding fan tightly in his hand, showing a sad face, and said unconfidently to the maid beside him: "I think Master Seimei doesn't seem to like me..."

The maid quickly denied, "It's nothing, you are so beautiful, you will definitely be loved."

"But he is always very polite..." Dizi sighed quietly, looking at the morning light coming in from outside the screen, "It would be nice if the night could be longer."

"...That may not be something that cannot be done." The voice that suddenly sounded belonged to a "masculine" voice, and for some reason it contained some kind of evil and "seductive". Before, trembled and asked:

"who is it?!"

"Don't be so vigilant, I'm here to help you." The voice flickered from far to near, like a flickering candle in the still dim morning light.

"Abe Seimei really has no feelings for you, and your feelings are not wrong." This sentence was too straightforward, Hagi trembled, and the folding fan still tightly covered his face.

"He is a god-like figure who transcends this world. It is impossible to casually develop feelings for a mortal woman like you... But this is not absolute. Humans are not grass and trees. After getting along for a long time, feelings will naturally develop."

The voice spoke into Dizi's heart, and the folding fan covering her face was slowly lowered, and some kind of hope flashed in her eyes.

"Can you help me? Help me... keep Seimei-sama?"

There was a burst of laughter, and the wind was strong, but in the blink of an eye, a man in black hunting clothes was already sitting in front of the screen, his long hair was tied up, and there was a golden glow at the end of his eyes that symbolized the divine way.

"Of course." His voice was unprecedentedly soft. He reached into his sleeve with one hand and took out a black sheath sword. Two small characters "Crow Nine".

"Use this sword method, the night will be lengthened as you wish, the more blood stained, the stronger the effect."

The maid exclaimed, "Are you going to kill someone?!"

"Of course not..." The corner of the man's mouth curled up mockingly, "There are better alternatives."

Lian Hongba has lived in Baoxian's house for two days. It is different from Qingming's mansion, probably because of his status. There are many servants in Baoxian's mansion, plus the background of the onmyoji family. It won't make a fuss if it flashes in front of your eyes.They spontaneously regard Lian Hongba as the new style god of Kamo's constitutional protection, and they are quite polite when they meet each other every day.

"This is all the list, and there are books on how to get started with spiritual power. What else do you need?" He Mao Baoxian was very dedicated, and he deliberately pushed aside some affairs to accompany Lian Hongba until he became familiar with it.

"There's nothing else..." Lian Hongba flipped through the list, decided to cut off the second half, and searched for Fox's traces among the onmyojis with decent strength in the first half.

"That's good, there's still Qingming's matter, I want you to take care of it." He Mao Baoxian's expression became serious, the cat nestled on his lap again, and he raised his eyes lazily.

"He seems to be well-rounded, but in fact he doesn't know how to get along with people." He Mao Baoxian smiled, "It's been like this since he was a child. Qingming has a quality that transcends this world. He faces everything with a smile. This kind of smile has become Seimei's expressionless face."

"I envy him for this quality, because people with this quality will eventually become great figures and be famous in later generations; but sometimes, I fear this quality. A person is too god-like, which is nothing. Good thing."

Lian Hongba listened silently, rolling up the paper with one hand.

"Qingming wants to protect you and treat you like a child. Fujiwara Shiyin is not a good person. He likes handsome boys around ten years old and raises them for fun. You are perfect in this aspect, for sure. will be watched."

He Mao Baoxian smiled faintly, "You must be wondering why I told you everything, Mingming and Qingming worked so hard not to pollute your ears... because I have met your eyes when you hold a sword, the kind of trampling The fanaticism and indifference in the eyes of a large number of lives tell me that you are not just a child, but also exist to slaughter all living beings—Sura."

"...This title is not bad." Lian Hongba squinted his eyes, but his mood had changed visibly for the naked eye, and he even reached out to hug the cat, "I grew up on the battlefield, selfish and selfish. Stubbornness, nothing is as important as my life. If anyone threatens me and my companions, kill them! If anyone stands in my way, trample on them! It is only by following this iron rule that I can live until now. "

"But it's a pity. I haven't seen 'red' since I came to Heian-kyo."

The cat fluffed up again, and ran into He Mao Baoxian's arms in two or three steps, still trembling slightly.Lian Hongba restrains his killing intent, and the red pupils covered by eyelashes are as quiet and beautiful as flowers.

"It's really reassuring." He Mao Baoxian smiled, "Okay, I have accumulated a lot of business, you can go and play freely, and come back to me if you have anything to do."

He Mao Baoxian obviously followed the free-range policy, and he was quite relieved to let Lian Hongba go out to wander by himself. Lian Hongba was satisfied with this, and he began to check the onmyojis on the list one by one.

The investigation lasted most of the afternoon, Lian Hongba returned home from work, frowned and looked at the sky.

Is it his illusion?It seems to be getting dark early recently, the vernal equinox has passed, the days should be getting longer and longer, but now it's just the opposite...

That line of sight came again, Lian Hongba was in a very bad mood, his spiritual power suddenly spread out, but he still didn't find anything.

who is it?This timid snooping...don't let him catch it!

【My companion...my family...】

[Even if the motherland has collapsed... I still...]

The crow uttered a hoarse cry, and spread its wings down. Its shadow was reflected in the cold moonlight, and it was projected extremely huge on the ground.The black shadow gradually "approached" Lian Hongba who was walking with his head bowed, his spread wings seemed to completely envelop the petite child——

Jianguang arrives unexpectedly!Lian Hongba's eyes are cold, he has been patient for a long time, now the other party has finally shown his feet, as an excellent hunter, how could he not seize the opportunity? !

"Waiting for you - it's been a long time!" Bingzi Jiaolin pulled out of the sheath instantly. The Lianhongba who grew up on the battlefield, he learned the fastest sword drawing technique without a teacher, and the almost beautiful sword light cut from the ground to the sky .

The crow struggled to avoid it, and managed to escape, but the matter was not over yet. Bingzi Jiaolin's mission at this stage was completed, and replaced by Lian Hongba's body that had never been liberated in the Heian era.

——Its name is Water Dragon Sword!

The red dragon is entangled, the blazing red is surging and boiling, Lian Hongba draws the bowstring, the flames on the long arrow are shining brightly, and the arrow feathers are like the flying wings of a bird, obviously applying what he learned a while ago to this place.

"When I don't have a ranged weapon? Ridiculous!"

This arrow seemed to pierce the sky, and the fire sound cone lay across the night sky, attracting several forces to raise their heads at the same time.

The young man with platinum blonde hair quietly stared in the direction of Heian-kyo. Beside him was a man who had never appeared before, wearing a dark blue robe and a black hat. The decoration of animal fur, this kind of weird attire, is obviously not owned by humans.

"Is that the Red Dragon?" the man asked, and then he showed an arrogant smile, "Although it is already amazing, there is still a gap from the ghost king, if he refuses to succumb to the tide that is about to flood the capital ’, there is only one way to die.”

"...Don't underestimate the enemy, he is still living in the time of human beings. If he is forced to [be born], our plan will not go well, let alone..." The young man is obviously more cautious, and what he is holding in his hand is not a bamboo at this time. It is not a flute, but a fan with the word "sacrifice" written on it, which seems to be related to the storm he is good at controlling.

Seimei Abe.The young man recited the name silently, his eyelashes drooping, and he stared at the churning Kurokawa at his feet.

This is a tributary of the Kamo River that flows through Kyoto. Because it is extremely deep, it is called "Kurokawa" by fishermen.They plan to start from here to carry out a big plan to overthrow Kyoto.

"As long as those two people are still hostile, we won't encounter too much resistance. It would be great if this long night in Kyoto lasted longer." The man sighed with emotion, sneered at the end, and sank into the rolling water.

The young man spread his black wings and floated on the water. He looked at his own reflection on the black water. At that moment, the scenery of the Snow Country seemed to be reflected in his eyes, and then he returned to calm.

Lian Hongba picked up the dead crow on the ground with the tip of his sword, and was hit head-on by the arrow. It was unlikely that he would survive. Unfortunately, the spirit lodged inside had already moved away.

He threw the dead crow away in a bad mood, and was about to go back quickly, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a vague figure standing on the roof, the evening wind was blowing the other's wide sleeves, and the golden "color" at the end of his eyes was very conspicuous .

"It's Daoman, I'm not in a good mood, I'll save something for another time." Lian Hongba hid the water dragon sword, and gripped Bingzijiaolin tightly again, with a bad tone.

"Don't be so hostile, I really didn't come here to persuade you this time." Ashiya Michimitsu jumped down from the roof and raised the corners of his mouth, "The thing you killed earlier was raised by me, and I accidentally let him Ran away and is now being tracked."

Lian Hongba didn't raise his eyes, "I'm really sorry, hurry up and find the next person that that thing possesses."

"It's not hard to find, he can only be attached to specific things, crows, or...swords." Ashiya Michimitsu deliberately emphasized the last word, thinking that Lian Hongba would panic to check whether his saber was damaged. Possession, he was disappointed in the end, Lian Hongba turned around and left, very straightforward.

"Take care of your things and don't let him spy on me all day long."

"Aren't you worried?"

"There is nothing to worry about. My sword is already alive, and it is only temporarily sleeping. Even if he is sleeping, he will not tolerate someone breaking into his body." Lian Hongba believes in Bingzijiaolin, just " "Spirit" how could the dove occupy the magpie's nest.

"That thing came back to look for you." Ashiya Michimitsu said behind him, and the red-handed bully turned around abruptly, obviously unable to bear it.

"That's annoying!"

"There is no other way..." Ashiya Michimitsu walked towards Lian Hongba slowly, and walked around in front of him with complicated eyes.

"Because I am in a foreign land, I will desperately look for a companion to keep warm. He is like this, you are like this, and I am like this too."

The author has something to say: Identity Revealed - Crow Nine Swords of the Tang Dynasty~

In fact, strictly speaking, the connection between Daoman and Hongba is quite close, because there is a saying that the surname of the ancestor of Manchu was Qin, and he was a man from the Heavenly Dynasty who came across the sea, so he should be called Qin Daoman.

There's a terrible harmony between the first and last name...