After the full level, I crossed again

If Chang Qing guessed correctly, those two people should be the descendants of the legendary Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei.

The yin and yang seal used by Abe Seimei is the pentagram platycodon seal created by himself. Although there are some differences between the two people, they are generally similar.

The reverence of the people here for the mysterious Onmyoji can be seen from the shrines that bloom everywhere.

I still hope that those two people are purely the scum of the family.

"there!"

"Master Ye Zhu! Murata!"

A few shouts came, and some members of the ghost killing team who escaped before turned back for some reason.

When they found Changqing and Murata, their faces were filled with joy, and they ran towards them.

Running closer to see Changqing covered in blood, someone's eyes turned hot: "I'm sorry, Ye Zhu, this is all to protect us!"

"If it weren't for us, such a thing would never have happened... I was too worried and couldn't let it go, and it turned out to be the right choice!"

Seeing that several people seemed to want to hug each other and cry, it seemed like Changqing was really gone.

Changqing hurriedly comforted them: "Don't cry! It's just that it's not a big deal to see more blood. It's Murata who insists on carrying me. The enemy has been defeated."

Someone sniffed and said, "But it's really miserable to look at!"

Changqing: "..."

Really, don't let him be the youngest one to comfort you!

Changqing sighed: "How about I go down and take two steps for you?"

His healing power has also recovered a lot, and the wound is no longer bleeding. Except for the wound on the waist, the rest of the place is probably scabbed after finding the hospital.

The team member said nervously: "No, you'd better not move around, or we'd better get a stretcher!"

"That's really useless!" Changqing's mouth twitched, "How are the others?"

There was a sudden silence in the air.

The three team members looked at each other, sighed one after another, and said in a sad tone: "Just now we handed over the acupoint to a passing doctor, and the doctor told us that the only thing he can do... is to make him leave without pain. world."

"...Really?" Changqing lowered his head, the broken hair on his forehead covered his expression, "That's not bad."

Compared to those colleagues who howled in pain under the hands of evil spirits...

"Murata, let me go."

Murata was stunned: "No, your wound will be opened."

"I saved that man from the wolf's mouth. I have to go see him."

"Isn't it the same if I go behind your back?"

"No, that's different," the white-haired boy suddenly became stubborn, he jumped off Murata's back, his bright red eyes stared straight ahead, "I'm the pillar of the Demon Slayer Squad, I should stand up to see him .”

Even if covered in blood.

Changqing and the others returned to where the others were, Anato was placed under the shade of a tree, and the other team members looked around vigilantly.

Seeing Changqing come back, they all breathed a sigh of relief: "Ye Zhu."

Changqing nodded and walked straight to Akatsuki.

The doctor was arranging the medicine box. Seeing Changqing's frightening appearance, he was taken aback, but he didn't say anything, and silently stepped aside.

Changqing knelt down on one knee, squatting halfway beside the acupoint who closed his eyes tightly and didn't know if he was still conscious or not.

He doesn't know what to say, any words are pale to a dying person, even if there is an afterlife here, isn't it still a yin and yang?

"I defeated that guy," so Changqing decided to say what he wanted to say, "I will definitely defeat all the ghosts I meet in the future... I can't say much, but the world after death is not alone. If you can If you hear..."

The hand of the unconscious Xuehu moved suddenly, he didn't open his eyes, but he was muttering something.

Changqing listened carefully and found that he was talking about "revenge" and "mother".

Changqing took a deep breath, and as soon as he grasped Anato's hand, he said firmly, "I assure you, the Demon Killing Team and I will definitely defeat Demon Mai Tsuji, and make all the ghosts in this world disappear. Give back the future that humanity should have!"

"I swear by Ye Zhu's name of evergreen hands!"

Just after Changqing shouted this sentence, the weak breathing sound suddenly stopped.

In the end, I don't know if I heard it. It's a pity that he still can't fully see the existence of the soul.

Changqing put down the hand that was also stained with blood - that hand was full of knife marks and thick calluses, it shouldn't be the hand that a person of this age should have.

same as his.

Many people began to cry.

Chang Qing stood up silently, looked around, and walked to the doctor who was still arranging the medicine box.

The doctor glanced at him, and took out several bottles of medicine and some rolls of bandages: "If you want to bandage, sit down quickly."

Changqing simply sat down cross-legged without saying a word. He took off his shirt to reveal his upper body covered with large and small scars. The bandage wrapped around the wound around his waist was untied, and was torn apart by the sticky blood clots. It was unbearable. See.

The doctor's hand stopped, looked up and saw that Changqing didn't react at all, his expression was flat, he sighed, then lowered his head to treat the wound, in order to deal with it as soon as possible, he worked a lot harder.

The human pain mechanism is to protect itself, why do some people get used to pain?

Changqing said: "I hope you will tell us first if you want to call the police. My team members have just fought a big battle. It is too much to let them lie in the game and rest."

"Why would I do that? Do I look like a timid person?" The doctor didn't look up.

Changqing looked at the doctor with some confusion: "Don't you feel scared?"

Someone died just now.

"I have seen your will. If you are making fun of human life, there will be no truth in the world, let alone..." The doctor looked at Changqing's young face and scarred body, and sighed, " Are you one of their leaders? I don't know what happened, but you're amazing."

Changqing blinked, and looked back at the endless mountains, suddenly wanted to laugh, and suddenly wanted to sigh.

He whispered: "Every world is the same..."

Heartwarmingly endearing at the same time brutal and involuntary.

"The abdominal wound looks scary, but it didn't hurt the vitals. Your physical fitness is good. You can completely recover after two or three weeks of rest in bed."

This is the doctor's suggestion after bandaging Changqing's wound.

Of course, this is a doctor's cautious diagnosis based on the highest recovery ability that normal people can achieve.

Before leaving, the doctor couldn't help but patted Changqing on the shoulder, and said emotionally: "The physical fitness of a martial arts practitioner is really good. If it is not impossible, I even think you can be alive and kicking in a week."

Changqing chooses to keep his mouth shut, because he will be fine in four or five days, and this is the effect of the reduced recovery power.

Some people not only have thick blood, but also milk themselves.

Although the doctor understood the Ghost Slayer Squad, he still packed up the medicine box and left after bandaging the wounds of everyone. He didn't ask Changqing for compensation, and he didn't ask more about the Ghost Slaughter Squad.

After extending a helping hand, he still decided to stay away, but just like that, everyone was very grateful to him.

Changqing led his team members to wait for Yin's arrival, and hurriedly wanted to leave after explaining the situation clearly.

The members of the hidden army looked at each other, and one of them seemed the most mature, and suggested to Changqing with some hesitation: "Even if it's Zhu, it's too much to say that you're fine with blood all over your body, at least change your body." clothing."

"No need," Changqing raised his finger and pointed in the direction, "The place where I live now is at the foot of the mountain next door, and I'll be back soon."

Changqing originally thought that Yin was afraid that he would not be able to find a clothing store because he was uncomfortable after a long journey, but Clinker Yin's face trembled when he saw his face, and he bowed and apologized in horror, "Yes, yes, yes! I'm very sorry! I bothered you!"

Changqing was taken aback: "?"

No, is he that scary?

Changqing couldn't see his current appearance, so he couldn't imagine how frightening he was with his face covered in blood, it was like a moving murder scene.

It was almost noon at this time, and on the way back Changqing met Zhenzhu who came out to look for him—it is normal for ghost killers to be invisible overnight, but it is very worrying if they do not see anyone in the daytime.

Zhenmo was startled when he saw Changqing covered in blood all over his body: "Brother, what happened?"

Didn't the ghost's blood disappear all at once?Could this be human blood? !

Changqing made a "shh" gesture to her and waved his hand: "Go back first, there are too many people here."

After Changqing took off his feathers, he traveled all the way back through the mountains and ridges, or else with his body, countless people would have been screaming and calling the police as a pervert.

Only then did he realize that Yin was not afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, but that they would have to go to great lengths to find him after he was arrested.

After all, only the clothes on Changqing's body can provide personal evidence and material evidence.

After returning to Sawu Mountain, Zuo Lintaki didn't ask much for the last time. He waited for Changqing to wash away the mud and blood from his body, and found some special medicine to help Changqing re-bandage the wound——Cultivation There is always no shortage of wound medicine in the master's hand.

After explaining why he came back late, Zhenmu was sent out by Lin Takizuo to buy some things for Changqing to replenish his blood.

"...Although the two onmyojis didn't say anything that was really warning, I'm still a little worried." Changqing, whose hair was still wet, sat across from Lintaki Zuojinci, frowning and thinking, "This kind of worldly thing, I think we should report it to the lord. What do you think, teacher?"

The teacup in front of him was steaming, Rinaki Zuokin nodded for the first time, and said slowly: "Over the years, ghosts have hardly been found in Kyoto and Tokyo, presumably because of these onmyojis."

"The ghost killing team has a clear conscience, but we don't want to see any misunderstandings among human beings because of it."

"Yes, I think so too." After a pause, Changqing said with a complicated expression, "But I really didn't expect there to be such an existence as Onmyoji."

No matter what the Ubayashiki family thinks, it is impossible not to know about onmyoji, and now they have taken the risk to choose to cooperate with monsters. It seems that Changqing's concern about the bad character of those onmyoji is not unfounded.