After exposing myself, I was approached by my best friend

In the middle of the night, the house on the outskirts of Kyoto was pitch black, and the bedroom in the backyard was still lit with candles, and the dancing candlelight reflected a figure on the window.

The silver-haired onmyoji sat at the table by the window, holding a file and a wood carving in his hand, and carefully carved the patterns on the wood carving bit by bit. With the movement of his hands, a layer of sawdust fell on the table, and the onmyoji put it down. After observing the file, he picked it up again and carefully modified it.

"There are guests at home today." Onmyoji kept moving his hands and asked with a smile, "Do you want to guess who it is?"

There was no answer in the room, heavy snow fell outside the house, the forest was completely covered in white, and even the chirping of birds disappeared.

After a while, the onmyoji's voice sounded again in the room: "It's Yuzaoqian."

"Although it is a happy thing to see an old friend..." Seimei Abe moved his hands, sighed slightly, and his tone was a little more helpless: "But that person is still the same as before, and he likes to say things that make people uncomfortable. Know how to evaluate a joke."

"Huh? What did you say?" As if talking with someone, Abe Seimei thought for a while, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Some inexplicable words, but that person always behaves like this, I'm used to it, but today I used the before Made a doll pretending to be you, as if it frightened him."

"It's the first time I've seen his expression. I kind of understand his bad taste..."

After the last modification, Abe Seimei checked it again, put down the file, picked up a writing brush aside to sweep off the debris on the wood carving after polishing, and finally applied a layer of wax oil, and the whole wood carving was officially completed.

The wood carving depicts a young man in straight clothes sitting by the porch pillar, with long hair scattered behind him. The young man lowers his eyes slightly, raises his arms slightly, and a bird rests on his finger, looking at him with his head tilted.The slightly curving hair on the side seems to be swaying in the wind, the slightly drooping eyelids and eyelashes are distinct, and even the mole looming above it is also shown, and the whole wood carving is lifelike.

Abe Seimei looked at it for a while, put the wood carving aside, and put the wood carving back on the table after cleaning the table. Compared with other wood carvings on the table, "I feel that what I did today is better than what I did yesterday."

After finishing speaking with some satisfaction, he arranged the wooden carvings, blew out the candlesticks on the table, rubbed his shoulders and stood up, passed through the screen, opened the door of the inner room and walked in.

The inside seemed to be partitioned off on purpose. There was nothing in the room except a soft cushion, on which lay a white-haired young man.The young man's eyes were closed, his face was rosy, and he looked as if he was just asleep.

Abe Seimei took off his outer robe and folded it, placed it on the tatami beside the cushion, lifted the quilt and lay down, held the young man in his arms, and covered him with the quilt.

"Did it bother you?" He said apologetically, and kissed the young man on the forehead. "Sorry, it won't be so late next time."

He pushed the hair on the side of the young man's face behind his ears, looked at the sleeping face, and sighed slightly.

"You've been sleeping for a long time recently, was it because you were too tired before?"

Abe Seimei caressed the young man's cheeks, and his fingers stayed for a while on the red moles on the eyelids that were as red as blood dripping on them and the lines on his face that hadn't disappeared.

He put his forehead against the other's forehead, and his slightly lowered eyes fell on the red mole. "I've never heard of this kind of thing from you. You really like to hide things, Qing."

"Even the soul is hidden this time..." The beautiful fox's eyes were dark and dim, unable to see any light, the onmyoji looked at the young man with his eyes closed, and murmured in a low voice: "Little liar."

He sighed, put down his hands, let the young man stick to his chest, hugged him tightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

It doesn't matter, I will find you, no matter where your soul goes.

I will find it.

……

Kyoto, the old site of Gojo.

The ancient buildings hidden in the deep mountains were silent, and the Wutiao clansman who was in charge of guarding the clan area passed out for unknown reasons. In the inner courtyard where outsiders were not allowed to enter at will, a black figure seemed to be strolling leisurely in their own courtyard. Same, wandering around leisurely.

In the sky above the inner courtyard, the circular curse embryo has grown to a certain extent, and the astonishing magic power overflows, gradually spreading to the surroundings.

"puff"

"puff"

"Plop" -

There was a sound like drums shaking slowly in the quiet courtyard. The man slowly stopped wandering around, raised his head, looked at the curse fetus in mid-air, looked at it, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Finally, it started.

The frequency of the vibration became clearer, and it sounded more like the beating of a pulse than the sound of a drum, and as the sound sounded, the circular curse embryo also seemed to be vibrating.

Something is coming out.

The man found a roof and sat down, propped his cheeks on his knees, and waited quietly with a smile in his eyes.

An hour later, the beating frequency seemed to have reached a critical point.

click-

With a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the shell of the curse embryo, followed by one, two, three...

Cracks grew, and the shell began to drop shards and debris like a shattered wall.

The man sitting on the roof got up from the tiles, staring at the cursed fetus without blinking.

Dark clouds began to condense in the night sky, and electric arcs flowed on the weird clouds, as if something was brewing.

Until the dark clouds formed, an astonishing giant thunder struck down.

With a bang, the thunder and lightning hit the curse embryo below, and the moment the two came into contact, the explosive airflow almost overturned everything around them.

The interference barrier outside the forest lost its effect in an instant. Upon sensing the astonishing spell power, the expression of the 'window' personnel stationed nearby changed. They looked up to the direction of the forest, checked it, and quickly took out the communication device from their pockets. Report with a solemn face.

"This is 0174. A curse reaction was found in the southeast of Kyoto. It seems that a curse above level [-] has appeared. Please ask the university for support."

……

In the five old sites, after a while, the smoke from the explosion began to dissipate. The man who jumped to the corner to avoid the moment the lightning struck patted the dust on his body, grabbed his hair, and came out from the corner.

The originally flat ground of the inner courtyard was sunken for a certain distance. The man stood on the edge, looked at the looming figure in the smoke with a smile on his face, raised his hand, and raised his voice to say hello.

"Yo~qing, welcome back..."

With a sound, the man's smile froze on his face, his body was cut in half by something unknown, and blood sprayed out instantly.

A bell rang from nowhere, and a person slowly walked out of the gray mist, with tarnished white hair almost hanging down, a circle of red charms hanging around his arms, wearing a black hakama on his lower body, with his eyes wide open. There is a string of bells hanging on one ankle, and the sound of the bells just now seems to be coming from there.

The man walked from below to the flat ground, stopped at the edge of the pool of blood, lowered his eyes slightly, the red mole on his eyelids stood out on his cold white skin, and formed a strange connection with the lines on his cheeks, which made people a little dizzy .

"I really didn't expect..." The young man sighed softly as he watched his body cut in half but his eyeballs were still moving, staring at his man. "You're so brave."

"He Mao Suo."

The air stopped suddenly, and the man's eyes widened: "Why are you...?"

"Why do you know it's you, why do you still have human memory?" Wutiao Qing tilted his head, and asked him a little puzzled: "What is it that gave you the illusion that I am easy to bully?"

"And what gave you the illusion that I don't know what you know?"

"Whether it's the curse on me, the source of the curse, or how to solve it, you can investigate things, why do you think I can't investigate them?"

"Are you looking down on me?"

"There is also the room in the monster house, you did something wrong, right?" Gojo Qing snorted, and scratched his hair a little annoyedly, "I just wanted to see what you were going to do so I didn't care, but I didn't Come to think of it, you actually dare."

"To confuse my perception and judgment, and use the memory I got to pretend to be that person to stimulate me. What gave you the courage to pretend to be a god?"

"I really didn't expect that there are people in this world who would dare to pretend to be them. I have to say, you are really brave." Wujo Qing raised his hand, and the lines around his arm turned upwards to form a Taidao in his hand.

"Honestly, I'm pretty pissed right now, whether it's the things you've offended them, or the fact that you've been obsessed with following me,"

The man lying on the ground, He Mao Rongsuo stared at him closely, looked at the face that turned into a curse but became more and more charming, as if meeting this man for the first time, asked him word by word: "What do you want?" Know?"

"Know your own life experience, know the curse on your body, and know the conditions for yourself to become a curse spirit?"

Seeing his disbelief, Wu Tiaoqing pursed his lips speechlessly, and poked the tip of the knife at the broken upper body of the opponent, "Why do you think I don't know?"

"So why on earth do you think I'm so weak that anyone can bully me?"

Wujo Qing looked at him puzzled.

"..." He Mao Lingsuo was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, the laughter was a little weird, "So what if you know."

"You can't go back now."

"You have become a curse, you can never go back to your favorite god, that place, you can never go back! Hahahahahaha!"

Looking at the man laughing wildly, Wujo Qing narrowed his eyes, and suddenly sighed: "Speaking of this, I actually have to thank you, thank you for helping me become a curse."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and He Mao looked coldly at him, Wujo Qing touched his cheek, and said with a smile: "Actually, I have some thoughts about becoming a curse. After all, I am a human being, even if I am in good health. It’s only a hundred years, it’s just a blink of an eye for my aunts and the others, I wish I could be with them forever, but how can I put it, I’ve been in poor health since I was a child, so I’m not used to too much emotion Ups and downs, not to mention asking me to hate someone or something."

"In the end, you came here for a while. This is the first time I have grown up so much that I hate to the extent that I want to cut off a person's flesh piece by piece, but I can turn it into this smoothly later, I still have to thank you."

"That way I can always be by their side."

He smiled contentedly, it seemed that he was really happy because he became a curse, He Maoyan saw it in his eyes, and only he knew his inner emotions, but those dark eyes seemed to be Like a poisonous snake, I can't wait to bite down with the fangs in my mouth.

"I've finished what I need to say, Your Excellency Kamo, are you ready?" Gojo Kiyoshi moved the hilt of the knife, the point of the knife fell on the man's forehead, and frowned: "Don't worry, as a thank you, I will Try to make you feel nothing and leave this world."

The slightly drooping cat's eyes flashed coldly, and the splashed blood seemed to stain the dark green pupils with a layer of blood.

The Taidao retreated and the charm hung around his arm. The white-haired young man smiled and looked down at the ominous red charm on his arm. He stood in the ruins and raised his head slowly, looking into the distance into the dark sky, sighed slowly.

Now it's really, really bad.

……

Suddenly there was a crackling sound from the mansion on the outskirts of Kyoto. The silver-haired Onmyoji stood in the corridor, with fragments of teacups scattered around his feet, as if he hadn't noticed it. He stared blankly at his slightly hot ring finger.

clear……?

The author has something to say: Regarding this chapter, Qingming took Qing’s corpse back, but failed to summon the soul, and was not in the right state, talking to the corpse all the time.

Naohua planned these in order to turn Qing into a curse spirit to use his abilities. He thought that after Qing became a curse spirit, he would lose human memory.

Qing has become a curse now, and he can't go back to Honmaru, so he vented his anger on Naohua, making Naohua think that his plan has been seen through long ago, and then cut the man half dead.

Because Qing's soul became a curse, Qingming couldn't summon the soul, but he had placed a contract on Qing before, and after Qing became a curse, Qingming's soul was still the same, so after he woke up, Qingming felt a little sense.

Scratching your head, is the plot really confusing?

感谢在2021-06-2021:18:13~2021-06-2620:59:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 3 for Baibaibai; 1 for Jiu Ye and You;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：一个帅哥27瓶；啾啾、澄辉10瓶；Yumi、七月5瓶；我爱作者3瓶；萧、鹤丸2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!