The world is restarting

In the legends of later generations, Shuten Doji is a monster with the appearance of a handsome boy, who likes to seduce beautiful girls with his superior appearance, and then lures them back to the table.

As long as the rumors are washed away by time, the longer they circulate, the more they will deviate from their original appearance.

Shuten-douji and the real ghost king in the legends of later generations are basically not the same ghost, but even if this is the case, there is one piece of information that is not wrong-that is, Shuten-douji really likes beauties.

The beauties here do not only refer to beautiful girls, but all human beings who can make people feel beautiful, regardless of gender or age.After all, ghosts and humans are no longer the same race. To use an inappropriate analogy, it’s like humans like cats. If they look good, they are good-looking. Will they treat them differently because they are big cats and kittens?

Humans don't treat cats differently, so of course Lord Ghost King doesn't treat people differently either.

When Abe Seimei mentioned the Obon Festival, Kamo Hoshita showed an indescribable expression because Shuten-douji, who likes beautiful women, has a habit. Every year on Ghost Festival, the king of ghosts will wander to Heian-kyo with his hundred ghosts to celebrate the festival. The way is to look at the beauty.

The beauty here specifically refers to a well-known great onmyoji in Heianjing who does not have the surname Abe.

——Simply shocked the worlds of yin and yang.

The Great Onmyoji who was watched was calm, "Your Excellency Jiu Tun just came here every year to catch up on the old days, brother, what you said is too exaggerated."

He Mao Baoxian smiled "hehe", "Am I exaggerating? Isn't the reason why you are assured that he will take your child away because you are sure of him?"

After all, Sawada Ya's appearance is like a fluffy and beautiful fairy cat among cats. If this kind of fairy cat is in front of my eyes, if Shuten Doji doesn't take it away on the spot, I will be sorry for his reputation of face control.

This style of ghost king Futota said that he had never seen it before, "That guy really has such a style..."

He Mo Baoxian pointed at Minamoto Raimitsu who was drinking silently, "This kid dared to challenge the King of Ghosts when he was just a fledgling. Why do you think he wasn't killed by Ibaraki Doji's paw at that time?"

Omototota's gaze fell hesitantly on Minamoto Yorimitsu's face.

There is a saying "Look at the snow from the top of the city, look at the moon in front of the lamp, look at the clouds in the boat, and look at the beauty under the moon". The handsome and noble son's face is more and more beautifully outlined, coupled with his own sharp and aggressive temperament, he is like a famous sword handed down from generation to generation carefully crafted by a swordsmith, and he is like a Sanriyue Zongjin among the five swords in the world.

When he heard He Mao Baoxian's words, he stopped drinking and obviously choked, his gaze drifted subtly towards the courtyard.

Ototota: "..."

Okay, he understands... What's wrong with that ghost king?

At this moment, Seimei Abe, who had been watching the play next to him for a long time, finally smiled, "Master Fujita, don't get distracted. In fact, Your Excellency Shuten doesn't care about appearance."

"Not skin?"

"Yes, otherwise there are so many beauties in the Emperor's Palace, but why don't you see him come to the palace to have a look?"

Biaoto was stunned, yes, isn't the emperor's harem the place with the most beauties in the world?

Then he was puzzled again, "So what does this ghost king really care about?"

Abe Seimei smiled lightly and didn't speak, but he already had some guesses in his heart... The ghost king was probably born with spiritual vision just like his family's Ji Jun.Therefore, their standards for judging people are roughly the same. The human beings they favor are not based on appearance, but in soul.

Of course, what kind of human beings the Lord Ghost King likes is not the focus now. The other people let the topic pass after a few brief discussions, and refocused on the one who raised the banner of Pingjiangmen to openly oppose the court. The body of the green ape, and the mirror that flew out from the arms of the green ape, projected a strange picture.

"That green ape, if I guessed right, should also be an acquaintance."

"Oh?"

"Brother, do you still remember the cyan ape I met on Zhusheng Island with you a few months ago?"

What happened a few months ago was not too far away, and He Mao Baoxian recalled it after a little thought, "That monkey that blocked the moon road with fog and miasma to stop Bian Caitian from meeting the Goddess of Weeping Ze?"

That happened in Satsuki this year.The rainy season has just ended, and the sky has cleared up for several days. Abe Seimei and Boya went to visit Master Chanmaru who lives in Fengbanshan.When the three of them were boating on Lake Biwa, the boat was blown to the shore by the wind, and they met an old man who came to them for help.

The old man was the messenger sent by the Goddess of Weeping Ze in a dream.Every full moon, when the moonlight shines on the lake, a moon road will be formed from Zhusheng Island to the lake shore, and the Bian Cai Tianren who lives on Zhusheng Island will use this moon road to meet the Goddess of Weeping Lake.

The two gods are talented and beautiful, but there is a monster who wants to jump out to object, and it is the green ape that Qingming and the others are talking about now.

"According to the Goddess of Qize, Hiyoshi, who lived near the capital city before, was a hundred years old, and started doing evil after gaining mana, and was driven out of the capital by the god of Hiyoshi. Goddess Ze was deeply in love with her, so she brought thick fog to cover the moon road in order to prevent Goddess Qize from meeting with the Biancai Heavenly Man."

Unlike the gods who lived in seclusion thousands of years later, the gods in the Heian-kyo era could walk on the ground, and even Amaterasu appeared from time to time. It was a world where humans and gods coexisted.

Seeking help from gods like Abe Seimei, in the eyes of later generations, is a story that only appears in legendary stories, but it was not particularly shocking at the time.With the help of the Great Onmyoji, the green ape was naturally driven away, but before leaving, he unwillingly left the words that he would come back for revenge.

"That's why, so this matter was originally aimed at you, Qingming."

"Exactly."

After listening to the conversation between the two great onmyojis, Omotota was still a little puzzled after thinking for a while, "But why did that blue ape use the banner of Hei Jiangmen to summon all the demons? The recent events in the capital have something to do with it. Does it matter?"

Abe Seimei poured a glass of wine, "According to what I see, this can be divided into two things."

"Two pieces?"

"Yes, Mr. Fujita can recall the incidents that happened in Heian-kyo in recent days. Mr. Jingji and Mr. Sadasho were cursed, Mr. Ono Koko encountered robbers, and Mr. Chupei passed away one after another in the past 20 years. Master Zhongbun, Master Tachibana Yuanbao..."

Ototota recalled the past one by one along these names, and suddenly said, "Indeed, the things in Heian-kyo are not like that monkey did."

These people were all important officials of the imperial court who participated in the suppression of the rebellion 20 years ago, but died of various strange reasons in the past 20 years, as if there was a net that stretched for decades behind them, stretching out their vengeful minions, dragging them into the plot one by one. Huangquan.

Twenty years ago, the monkey under the guise of Hei Shomon was still messing around in Hiji, and he didn't have any enmity with the onmyoji in Heian capital, so it was naturally impossible to participate in it.

"So he just met by chance? Is it just a coincidence?"

"It's far-fetched to say it's a coincidence," the Great Onmyoji raised his glass and recalled briefly, "I think it should have something to do with that mirror."

"Mirror?"

When this topic was brought up, Yuan Laiguang, who was casually drinking in the night outside the courtyard, took a bite of the wine cup brought to his lips, and a look came over him.Aoki had already died, he was not interested in the story behind a dead monkey, but the picture played by the mirror that turned into light and flew away was obviously related to him and Sawada Ya, which drew his attention back.

Abe Seimei nodded slightly, "Yes, if I'm not mistaken, the full name of that mirror is 'Yunwaijing'. It moves according to the destiny, and it only appears around people with predestined relationship. It is said that under certain special circumstances, it can see future."

Minamoto Larimitsu frowned slightly, "I have indeed heard of 'Yunwaijing', but I have never heard of the fact that it can see the future."

"Because there is only one person who has seen the future through it so far, and that person has almost never mentioned it to the outside world, so there are no related legends."

He Mao Baoxian looked at his junior brother suspiciously, "Who is it?"

The Great Onmyoji smiled calmly, "That's the one we were talking about just now."

Everyone present was startled when they heard this.

"Sake Tun-douji?"

"The ghost king?"

"Exactly."

The clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the moonlight slowly moved from the grass under the corridor to the corridor, illuminating the snow-white corner of the great Onmyoji's side.Abe Seimei's voice was sent into the clouds by Ye Lan like a gust of elegant wind.

"Everyone should still remember that when the ghost king was still a human being, he was the god son of Mount Ibuki..."

Deep in the mountains and rivers.

The sky in the distance is pale, and the thin morning light diffuses in from under the eaves like a clear mist.

The big red-haired demon leaned against the railing and drank the wine one after another. His eyes were scattered outside the building, but his thoughts drifted to nowhere.

After a while, something moved beside him, and a little furry head emerged from under the blanket.

"woke up?"

The little silver-haired girl who was still in the state of "getting up in a daze" blinked her eyes in a daze, and looked up in search of sound, and the figure of Shuten-douji in front of the railing was vaguely reflected in her vision.

Your Excellency the Ghost King is leaning loosely on the railing with his elbows loosely, holding a vermilion wine cup between his pale and slender fingers.His handsome eyebrows were extremely bright under the sky, and the broken hair hanging between his brows was as red as a burning flame.As long as you see him, you can understand why so many people have been bewitched by monsters since ancient times. It is really such a strong color that most human beings in the world seem dull in comparison.

Little Lolita was slightly shocked by Lord Ghost King's beauty, and finally really woke up.She looked up and found that she and Shuten-douji were on the top floor of a tall building.Through the railing behind the wine swallow, you can see the pavilions and pavilions below, and all kinds of monsters shuttling among them.

She asked blankly, "Where is this?"

"Mirage."

The big lobster next to the wine table was called, and nervously moved its claws in front of it, trying to reduce its sense of existence, for fear that Lord Ghost King would suddenly find that it was growing plump and take it to the table for dinner.

Ze Tianya looked outside the building and recalled for a moment, suddenly realized.

Seimei did give her a science popularization, and monsters like mirages have the ability to turn fantasies into reality.Where there is it, high-rise buildings can be built on the ground at any time, bringing the scene in the owner's memory to reality.The green ape held a banquet before, and the exquisite palace in the venue was made by this method.

Little Lolita walked to the railing and looked outside. This place was already deep in the mountains of Dajiang Mountain, and there were endless mountains as far as she could see. On a high mountain far away from here, she saw a faint Vermilion is hidden under the verdant forest, and the corners of half of the eaves protruding from the forest leaves look familiar.

"Jiu Tun," she tugged at the hem of the big monster's clothes behind her, "what's over there?"

After drinking, he sat on the spot with his eyes closed and meditated. The King of Ghosts lazily raised one eyelid and looked in that direction. There was a hint of indifference in the dark blue pupils.

"That's Ibuki Shrine."