Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

Ten minutes later, a man with a new look and a neat hunting suit rushed down, his long hair was neatly tied up, and Zhaohua could even faintly smell the incense on his body.

The arrangement in the living room is not Japanese style, so they are all sitting on the sofa with a coffee table in the middle.

As soon as the teacher came down, he manually dragged the tea table to the side, and was about to kneel down in front of San Riyue.

Zhaohua, who was sitting next to Sanriyue: "...?!"

He quickly stopped the teacher's move and pulled him up, "This is not appropriate!"

Unable to break away from Zhaohua's hand for a long time, the teacher felt a little bit wronged: "Where is it inappropriate?"

He has bathed, burned incense and dressed up carefully, just waiting to pay his respects to the gods.

If there is anything inappropriate, tell me, and he will definitely change it!

Zhaohua seriously suspected that he didn't listen to him at all, so he had to emphasize again: "San Riyue is my partner."

Trinity smiled and nodded in agreement.

Before waiting for the next sentence for a long time, the teacher asked blankly: "...so?"

So it's inappropriate for you to salute in front of me!

The two sides were in a stalemate for three seconds, and the woman who was very calm throughout the whole process suggested: "Why don't you go to the tea room?"

After shifting positions, the four of them sat facing each other very harmoniously.

The teacher knelt and sat opposite Sanriyue, his posture was very standard, he didn't move, but his eyes, as if stuck to Sanriyue's body, were extremely fanatical.

After watching for a while, he stretched out his hand restrainedly, and said, "Master God, I wonder if I have the honor to shake hands with you?"

San Riyue studied his posture. Should shaking hands refer to putting hands on his hands?

"Hahaha, yes."

The teacher's eyes lit up, staring at San Riyue's hand, as if staring at some peerless treasure, he was reluctant to blink.

Zhaohua endured and endured, but he still couldn't hold back, and pulled back Sanriyue's hand.

"Just shake hands."

"why not?"

The duck in his hand was cut off, and the teacher looked at Zhaohua with accusation, saying that you are ruthless and unreasonable.

"Again, Sankayue is my partner."

So don't look at Sanriyue with that kind of fanatical eyes!

If it wasn't too rude, he really doubted that the teacher would take a magnifying glass from top to bottom, left to right, and look at Sanriyue carefully.

"So... don't touch it?"

"No."

"OK then."

The teacher sighed regretfully, he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​touching the gods because he had no choice but to take advantage of his stingy apprentice.

He took out a red envelope from his sleeve and handed it to Sanriyue, "This is a meeting gift."

"Well, I had to prepare a dowry, but you probably won't need it, so Zhao, don't say that the teacher is stingy~"

What is dowry? !

Zhaohua put on a stiff face, and said in a sticky tone: "It's really lucky that you weren't prepared."

Sanriyue couldn't last too long, so she went back to sleep in the knife. Zhaohua also took advantage of the opportunity to sleep at the teacher's house for a while, because of jet lag. He hadn't slept all night, so he had to recharge his energy and get ready. array.

At two o'clock in the morning, he jumped out of the window of his room. As soon as he turned around, he saw the fully dressed teacher standing next to a car.

"...Why are you here?"

"Hush, keep your voice down, Mieko is still sleeping."

The teacher approached him like a thief and whispered, "I knew you would sneak away again in the middle of the night, forget about the last time, this time it's a farewell, let me see you off no matter what."

"Do you want to send your dear teacher with a note?"

Zhaohua who did leave a note: ...

Speechless.

"Besides, there are apartment shopping malls around here. Everyone knows that there is some movement. Do you want to leave here?"

"...I have already found a location, on a nearby mountain."

"The nearest mountain is 70 kilometers away from here. Do you want to take the tram with Lord Shenming?"

"I can fly..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the teacher slapped him on the shoulder, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. land!"

This slap slapped all the words Zhaohua wanted to say in his stomach.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

"That's right."

At three o'clock in the morning, a car stopped at the highest point of the winding mountain road. Zhaohua bowed to the driver's seat, and resolutely walked into the woods behind him.

Half an hour later, the intense white light on the top of the mountain shone for a moment, and then seemed to be absorbed by something, disappearing into nothingness.

After all the movement disappeared, the teacher's cell phone rang, but he didn't even look at it, and connected directly.

"My lord, yes, he has already left."

"That's his mate."

"Of course, I'm very pleased that he has a family and a career."

"It's getting late, you should go to bed earlier."

After hanging up the phone, the teacher resigned himself to his fate and climbed up the mountain. The top of the mountain was indeed a mess, with complicated formations carved on the ground carelessly, and a circle of shimenawa hung on the surrounding trees.

"Sure enough, it's like this again, leaving the formation on the ground so grandiosely, is it because everyone can't understand it?"

He stepped forward and glanced at it, but found that he really couldn't understand it.

After frowning and thinking about symbols that he didn't understand at all, the teacher slapped his head and gave up.

"I'm really confused. Why should I study these things? Isn't it good to memorize history?"

He shook his head, shaking off all kinds of knowledge coming out of his head, smoothed out the patterns on the ground little by little, and untied the Shilian rope one by one.

After confirming that there is nothing left here, I drove back.

It's good that the last onmyoji in the family is living the life he wants.

The purpose of Zhaohua's return was not to say goodbye.

What he really wants to do is to use the space-time transformation method to go back to the era when monsters and humans coexisted long, long ago.

The most glorious starting point of the Tumimen family, Abe Seimei, the son of the white fox, really died at the age of 83, as the posterity said?

It was his only hope, and he had to see it for himself.

Thousands of years ago, in Heian-kyo, the twilight time when day and night alternated was the time when people and ghosts could appear at the same time, so it was also called the time of encountering demons.

At this time, many monsters were crowded in front of a dark alley, head to head, leg to leg, the winding long queue filled the alley, and the whole street echoed with the complaints and roars of monsters.

People who pass by here occasionally, even if they can't hear those voices, will speed up their pace because of the chill in their hearts, and hurry home.

Maybe they wouldn't be so scared if they could hear, though.

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"Hey! Who pulled Xiaosheng's tail? If it wasn't for the beautiful lady, Xiaosheng would not show mercy."

"Boss! Where is my head?! Throw me my head!!!"

"Come, come! Let's place a bet! Who is the leader of the Hundred Ghosts at Night Walk today? Buy it and let it go! You won't lose any money!"

There is only one reason for everyone to gather here - the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts led by the great demon.

In the past, the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts was the most lively event for monsters, and every time it was held, there must be thousands of monsters carnival together.

But since an onmyoji named Abe Seimei appeared in Kyoto, Hyakki Yako has been limited to the number of monsters that can appear on the stage. Only a mere [-] monsters can get admission tickets, and they are lucky to see the face of the great monster.

It's so nasty!

After this regulation was promulgated, it caused protests from countless monsters.

Why should a human being meddle in their monster affairs? !

They rushed to Abe Seimei's mansion aggressively, and were finally carried out unconscious.

Since then, this regulation has been carried out unimpededly until today.

Seimei’s shikigami sat at the desk to register the monster. He held a writing brush and spread out a huge monster register in front of him. After the monster registered, the register automatically turned the page, revealing the monster’s name.

"Well, Qing Ji..."

He glanced at the blank area under the name, and with a stroke of the brush, a mark was stamped on it. At the same time, the same mark appeared on Qing Ji's hand.

"Okay, I've signed up, this is the passport."

"Next!"

"Kappa... No, you have participated in the last time, at least five times apart."

"This regulation has already been publicized. If anyone who does not meet the requirements comes up to register, he will be directly disqualified for ten registrations."

As soon as these words came out, the alley that was still crowded just now was half empty.

In this way, the candidate was finally determined before the start of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk.

The last ray of light in the sky disappeared, and a door appeared at the end of the alley, with a huge wine gourd logo printed on the door.

"It's Shuten-douji-sama! In my lifetime! My bet was right!"

The monster wept with joy, squatted on the ground and howled.

Since the third Hundred Ghosts Night Parade, he has been betting on Jiu Tun Boy every time. He thought he would win one time, but now that the tenth session has been completed, all the money he has worked so hard to cheat has been in vain.

Thanks to his firm mind, otherwise he would have become Shuten-douji's black fan.

finally! No.11 session!It's Shuten-douji-sama!

There are not a few monsters who are so obsessed with him. More than a dozen monsters are crying and crying around the edge of the gambling table, which makes the monsters look sideways.

At this moment, the wine gourd slowly split open from the middle, and powerful monster energy flowed out from inside.

"Look, the door is open!"

Under the envious eyes of the onlookers, the one hundred monsters with the pass stepped into the door and went to the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, where countless monsters flocked to.

At this time, on the wide main road in Kyoto, bright red ghost fires floated on both sides, illuminating the street brightly.

In a corner that is not easy to be noticed by others, there are several tall black figures standing.

"Really, why did Qingming lend this street to them? Now that the number of participants has been changed, why not just change the location to the wilderness, so we don't have to stand here and patrol at night."

"Master Qingming has his own intentions, and I will execute them."

"What's the intention? I think he just doesn't want to offend the big monsters. Anyway, he's already offended, and it won't hurt to add a little more."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp dagger lay across his neck.

"Don't be unreasonable to Lord Seimei!"

"Hey! I was wrong! Show mercy!"

At this moment, the bright moon in the sky was half covered by dark clouds, a gust of wind swept in from the intersection, and the will-o'-the-wisps flickered and flickered.

coming!

The few people put away their actions in an instant, and stood quietly in the corner, making a qualified background board.

The thick demonic aura spread like an inextricable black mist, and a faint black figure emerged from it. The leader was tall and handsome, with half-long hair flaunting wildly, and a huge wine gourd was carried on his back.

It is the ghost king of the Danba country - Shuten Doji.

Beside him, followed step by step a ghost general with a broken arm, the ghost of Rashomon——Ibaraki Doji.

As soon as Shuten-douji saw those statue-like shikigami, he greeted: "Hey! Those Seimei shikigami, don't be so cynical, come and have a drink with me!"

"Thank you, Lord Ghost King, for your love. I have duties, so it's inconvenient to drink alcohol."

"Okay then, next time you are not on duty at the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, come over to have fun. My uncle brought out a rare good wine."

Having said that, he suddenly remembered that the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts was organized by the lottery of the ghost kings, and it is not certain who will be the next time.

"Speaking of which, this seems to be the first time I've been drawn..."

"That's right, six of the first ten times were Tamamo-mae, and four were Daitengu."

Ibaraki Doji heard him talking to himself, and thoughtfully gave the data reference.

Non-Chief Chief Shuten Doji secretly decided that no matter who is drawn next time, he must ask for a place to hold the event!

Why are those guys having fun so many times, and he only once? !

The lottery is not fair at all!

With the hundreds of monsters who finally got the pass, they strolled back and forth on the main road, satisfying the yearning of all the monsters for the night tour of the ghosts, Shuten Doji waved his hand, and countless cases immediately appeared on the ground Cushions, rich and fragrant wine are neatly piled up.

At the frontmost position, a high platform suddenly appeared, and a luxurious throne was displayed on it.

Shuten-douji was leaning on the Oni Throne, with two of his generals, Ibaraki-douji and Hoshikuma-douji sitting beside him.

He picked up the wine cup and bowed down from a distance.

"Tonight is a beautiful day, and you should drink with you."

This unrestrained and unrestrained posture of the ghost king made the blood of the little demons below him excited and excited, and they all raised their arms and cheered.

"Lord Ghost King! Lord Shutendouji!"

The will-o'-the-wisps on both sides of the road seemed to be infected by the atmosphere, making them brighter and hotter.

The shikigami stood in the corner watching their eyes, nose, nose, and heart, trying not to pay attention to the movement at the banquet over there.

As long as it doesn't cause trouble, it's not their business.

This street has been lent to them tonight, whether it is a night walk or a banquet is legal.

Now you only need to pay attention to the enchantment and prevent pedestrians from entering by mistake.

There were no moths in the first ten sessions, and tonight will definitely be passed safely.

Today's shikigami also believe in Abe Seimei.

At this moment, a star in the sky suddenly lit up, dark clouds suddenly rose, and the wind howled.

"Crack-"

A clear sound of cracks reached their ears, and an unknown object penetrated straight through the barrier, fell down, and hit Shuten-douji in front of his eyes!

The whole place was silent.

The ghost king who was holding the wine cup took a closer look. He had long silver hair, a familiar hunting clothes, and this deja vu aura.

"Sunny?"

Hearing what he said, Ibaraki Doji sat down again. Since it was Seimei, he probably didn't come to fight.

However, the hundred ghosts below are not as calm as he is. The sound seemed to explode in the ears of all the monsters. They all hugged the surrounding monsters in panic, and said with trembling voices: "What is he doing here? This is the ghost king's hundred ghosts." Night walk!"

The person who smashed the desk stood up calmly, took off the knife on his back and inspected it, and he was relieved after confirming that it was intact.

This short time was enough for Shuten-douji to see his face clearly.

"No, you're not Seimei."

The looks don't match at all, but the breath is very close.

Such a similar aura must be closely related to Seimei.

Shuten-douji looked at his silver hair, he should be about the same age as Seimei, "You guy, you can't be Seimei's brother, right?"

Zhaohua: "...?"

What kind of attachment do these guys have to their brothers? !

The monster in front of him was in a casual posture, with a big smile, and huge monster power dormant in his seemingly slender body. This sense of oppression was undoubtedly a ghost king-level monster, plus the ghost gourd beside him.

The silhouette of the picture scroll is vivid in my mind, but at this time it has been replaced by the figure in front of me.

"Dajiangshan Ghost King... Shuten-douji?"

"Oh~ you still know my uncle's name?"

Jiu Tun-douji rubbed his chin, and said with interest: "Since we are acquaintances, if you report your name, I won't hold you accountable for meddling in the banquet."

Zhaohua was about to speak, but there was a force stopping him from somewhere, and he was speechless.

"..."

He touched his throat, as if feeling something, can't he reveal his real name...

The ghost king in front of him was still waiting for his answer, Zhaohua pursed his lips, "Sorry, it's inconvenient to tell you."

Hearing this answer, Shuten-douji was surprised for a moment, before he had time to do anything, Ibaraki-douji, who had been staring at Zhaohua from the side, couldn't sit still.

"Arrogant human! It is your honor that my king knows your name, but you dare to reject my king, you are extremely arrogant!!!"

Before he had time to attack, he was hugged by Xingxiong boy on the other side who had been prepared for a long time.

Hoshikuma-douji moved forward with a sliding shovel extremely skillfully, and instantly threw himself upside down on Ibaraki-douji's body, and comforted him with a smile: "Well~ well~ don't be so angry, calm down, isn't Shuten-douji-sama not saying anything yet? Calm down, calm!"

Ibaraki-douji became angry, how could he listen to other people's persuasion, and led Hoshikuma-douji to move two steps forward with difficulty, determined to fight.

Shuten took a look at his appearance, stretched out his hand to stroke the soft and thick hair, and successfully stopped his steps forward.

"Okay, Ibaraki-douji, this human being is interesting, I still have to keep it for fun. Don't be angry, here, have a drink."

After rubbing his hair, he handed his wine cup to Ibaraki's eyes.

"Hmph, since my king said so, I will let you go this time."

Holding the wine cup, Ibaraki Doji obediently sat back on his seat, but his eyes were like sharp knives, piercing Zhaohua's body one by one.

Seeing that the situation subsided, Xingxiong boy let out a long breath, rubbed his old waist and went back, his posture was so skillful that it made people feel distressed.

After this interaction, Zhaohua was a little surprised. He thought that today would be a starting point for friction, but he didn't expect it to pass like this. The Ghost King Shuten-doji of Dajiangshan is indeed as powerful as it is recorded.

At this time, the people on the stage didn't realize it at all. At some point, the eyes of the monsters below quietly gathered on them.

After calming down his mad dog, Shuten-douji looked at Zhaohua in a blink of an eye, "Since you are here, why don't you join the banquet and have a drink with me, Brother Seimei!"

???

This misunderstanding is not over yet, is it? !

"No, please don't call me that, I'm not Seimei-sama's brother."

Zhao Hua immediately refuted.

The ghost king raised his eyebrows and let out a flamboyant smile.

"You don't say your name, so naturally I can call you whatever you want."

"My... my surname is Sanriyue."

Zhaohua thought for a while, but he couldn't think of a suitable pseudonym. He had a flash of inspiration and felt that since he and Sanriyue were already married, he could completely follow his surname as Sanriyue.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the knife tremble behind him, and a voice that obviously suppressed a smile came to his mind.

[Oh, I didn't expect that when I woke up, the owner's name was changed to Sanri Yuezhao, hahaha, what a surprise. 】

Zhaohua: ...

With red ears, he tried his best to maintain his superficial composure, pretending that he was not ashamed at all.

It's too late for Sanriyue to wake up.

Just as he was in a daze, Shuten-douji had acquiesced that he agreed to join, and with a wave of his hand, someone added another case to the side of the high platform, and put it next to Hoshikuma-douji with great insight.

There is no way, Mr. Ibaraki Doji's eyes are too fierce.

At this moment, a mid-air voice came from behind the throne.

"Hey, brother, what are you doing here alone?"

The man was carrying a lantern and carrying a bow and arrow behind his back. He was a night watchman on the streets of Kyoto.

"Human, it's human!"

"How did humans come here?!"

"Are you going to eat him? Eat him..."

All the monsters at the banquet were in a commotion.

"not good!"

Shikigami, who had attracted another group of people just now, rushed over, and when he saw the humans getting closer and closer, he raised his heart.

Master Qingming has not arrived yet, if these monsters want to do something...

"Tsk." Shuten-douji glanced at the monsters that were about to move under his eyes, ignored them, and looked at Zhaohua instead: "You broke Seimei's barrier, and more humans will come to the banquet in the future, what are you going to do?" What should we do? Seimei’s brother.”

"...Everyone said that my surname is Sanriyue."

Zhaohua retorted weakly. He remembered that he had indeed broken something. The barrier that cannot be discovered by humans should be a large-scale hidden barrier.

The entire street can be hidden, and the surrounding roofs must be covered with Shimenawa.

He jumped to the nearby roof, and sure enough, he saw a broken Shimenawa.

Pure spiritual power flowed along the rope until it reached the broken part. The other half of the rope seemed to be attracted and stretched from the roof on the other side. When the two ends touched, the damaged part in the middle immediately returned to new.

Enchantments were fixed.

The patrolling samurai took two steps forward, and the lantern shone again, but found nothing.

"Hey, could it be that my eyes are dazzled?"

He walked away scratching his head.

Seeing this scene, Zhaohua returned to the banquet.

"solved."

Shutendouji laughed and gave him a pot of wine, "Hahahaha, not bad, Seimei's brother."

"...My surname is Sanriyue."

Zhaohua Jiji replied that he couldn't tell whether it was worse to be called Qingming's brother, or it was more shameful to admit that his surname was Sanriyue in front of Sanriyue.

Where they didn't notice, the shikigami stared at the intact barrier, turned around and returned to his life.

God!Master Qingming actually has a brother who looks like him!

The author has something to say: Tsuchimikado Akira’s code name is Zhaohua, and everyone should be able to appreciate how bad he is at taking pseudonyms (no XD, the author actually doesn’t know how to use them).

Shuten Ibaraki and all other monsters here, the plot line is completely different from yys, so this Ibaraki is called my king, and there is no amnesia after beheading, you love me, I love her, she loves him, such a complicated sadistic relationship .Both are pure double arrows.