Human dimension reduction

The two people here play the role of warmth with their own ghosts, and Abe Seimei, who returns to Yinyang, is full of thoughts about Lan Yin who disappeared inexplicably and Ashiya Doman who suddenly appeared.

As dusk approached, the young onmyoji students in the astronomy and calendar department saluted Abe Seimei one after another and left the class. Abe Seimei offered to be on duty tonight, and sent away the last two remaining onmyojis. He picked up the scattered papers on the table, After drawing a few strokes, he folded the paper into a butterfly, held it in his palm and took a breath.

The paper butterfly was infused with life in an instant, flapped its wings twice, fluttered from Abe Seimei's hand, and flew into the courtyard after circling twice above his head.

The Great Onmyoji squinted his eyes to see it flying farther and farther, held the bat fan in his hand and pondered for a moment, but still couldn't let go of the weirdness in his heart, looked around, and quickly locked on the target.

It was a little miscellaneous monster hiding in a dark corner, with red skin and a long spiral horn on its head. Seeing the rumored great onmyoji waving at it, it hesitated for a while, but still walked away slowly. past.

Just like what the monster companions said, this big onmyoji has a very gentle personality, and he has a good attitude even towards a little monster like him. Tell the other party everything you know: "Daoman? I know him! This is a bad onmyoji!"

When it said this, it obviously forgot that what it was facing was the most outstanding onmyoji in the world.

And Abe Seimei did not show dissatisfaction with what it said, and still listened with a smile, asking two questions from time to time. In less than half an hour, the little miscellaneous demon gave him everything he could say. In the end, it was just It's just a little monster secretly hiding in the Ouchi, it is impossible to rush to other people's territory to inquire about the secrets with Ashiya Michimitsu's extermination of enchantment.

"Ah, but, there is a place, I heard from my companions that he would often go there, but none of us dared to approach it, and the companions who originally lived there also disappeared, probably killed by him. "

"It's the abandoned building very far to the east. It used to be the place where the human emperor lived a long time ago, but no one has been there for many years. Many partners live there, but a few months ago they suddenly disappeared. Gone."

After leaving the last message, the little miscellaneous demon waved goodbye to Abe Seimei: "Goodbye, Master Seimei, please quickly defeat that bad onmyoji!"

It sounds like it regards Abe Seimei as some kind of good man who punishes rape, eradicates evil and upholds justice, and asks these news for the purpose of beheading Ashiya Michimitsu, which makes the Great Onmyoji quite dumbfounded.

However, what Ashiya Michimitsu did in the abandoned palace really aroused his interest, but this matter obviously got the approval of the emperor, otherwise it would be impossible to think about the dilapidated and abandoned palace. Let Ashiya Michimitsu occupy it at will.

If there is the consent of the emperor, then it will be a matter of consideration whether to continue to explore.

Abe Seimei weighed the pros and cons, and the songbird who had been squatting by the table for a long time suddenly poked its head out of its wings, opened its mouth and let out two chirping chirping sounds, and the horrifying sharp fangs could be faintly seen in the long bright yellow beak of its fingers. .

Songbird is a very special kind of monster, it often finds time to go out to eat, sticks its long, sharp and thin beak into people's ears, and stealthily sucks people's brains out while people are asleep, and the people who have been sucked out of their brains are gone from then on. Will become demented and dull, unable to speak and move.

After Abe Seimei caught this fledgling songbird, he used it as his own time teller, and it seems to be working well so far.

After the songbird chirped twice, Abe Seimei put a charm into his sleeve. The great onmyoji immediately rested his chest on one hand, closed his eyes, and leaned on the low table as if about to start resting.

When his breathing became long and calm, the other "Abe Seimei" detached from him, sat up straight, covered his mouth with a bat fan and yawned, then stood up calmly, swaggering away from Yin Yang. Liao, leaving the sleeping Abe Seimei sitting where he was, with a smile that fell into a dream.

When Abe Seimei found the palace where Lan Yin lived with the technique of leaving the soul, the Tibetan guards were basically asleep. He passed by the guards patrolling the palace, and calmly walked through the gate into the dark room , and saw Lan Yin, who was neatly dressed and sitting not far away, looking at this side.

I haven't seen him for a while, but Lan Yin still looks the same, even though he is under heavy guard, he doesn't look haggard or restless, on the contrary, he seems a little restless.

The mortician looked sideways in this direction silently. Abe Seimei, who was born under the soul-leaving technique, should not be able to see the state of the soul body, but he accurately captured the strange breath here at the first time.

"Sunny?"

The young man's deep voice called out the name. Although it was a questioning tone, the tone was calm and unwavering.

Abe Seimei suddenly thought of playing a prank, decided not to say a word, floated slowly to his side without touching his feet, and sat down with a full sleeve.

Lan Yin's eyes fixed on the door for a moment, then moved to her side as if guided, and landed on Abe Seimei impartially, a little speechless appeared in his expression: "Seimei."

"Can you see it?" Abe Seimei was surprised this time.

"I said that I'm an embalmer. Is it strange to be able to see the soul?" reason?

Monsters do not belong to the category of undead souls, nor are they ordinary living people, so the skills of the morticians have no effect on them at all.

...So no matter what game or character it is, it is impossible to develop in all directions without dead ends. If it is the ceiling of force, it must reduce sanity, and if it is full of wisdom, it must add a continuous blood loss mechanism or the like... …The balance of the game is really important.

He sighed inwardly inappropriately, and then saw Abe Seimei nodded thoughtfully, looked at the guards outside, and pointed the direction of the window with a bat fan: "The moonlight is very good tonight, do you want to take a walk together?"

The mortician readily agreed to the invitation. The Great Onmyoji stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, and pulled his soul out of his body just as he did in Gion Hanamikoji before. Frequently shuttled between dreams and reality, and soon came to the outdoors.

"Lan Jun is very carefree in the palace these days, unlike me, who lost a lot of hair due to running around every day."

Abe Seimei said this, and pointed to his head to show the other party.

The undertaker silently looked at the head with long black and beautiful hair, and suddenly said: "The hair of the hair-eater is long and dense, suitable for wigs."

Abe Seimei covered the lower half of his face with a bat fan, showing a smirk: "Ah, these are all jokes among monsters, why does Lan Jun take it seriously? Speaking of which, Lan Jun, you are really It's amazing, even Prince Zhang Zinei is thinking about seeing you."

Lan Yin blinked her eyes very quickly: "Zhang Zi... oh..."

Abe Seimei stretched out his hand to grab it in the void, and a wooden box came into his hands: "Prince Zhang Zinei asked me to give you a gift, thank you for saving her life... I didn't even know Lan Jun was so powerful His highness Zhang Zi’s disease made the most skilled doctors in the palace helpless, but Lan Jun was able to rejuvenate... Hey, is this about to be opened?”

Lan Yin didn't care about his ramblings, took the box and opened it openly in front of Abe Seimei, the onmyoji turned his gaze politely, but heard him give a slightly puzzled "hmm" .

Lan Yin took out a note from the box, stared at it for two seconds, then passed it to Qingming calmly: "What does this mean?"

"This is something His Royal Highness Zhang Zi gave you, how can you show it to me..." Maybe it is a waka to express love?This kind of situation is actually not uncommon. It is actually a very normal thing for men and women to flirt with each other, especially his foreign friend's appearance is almost as good as the legendary Guangyuan's.

Onmyoji reminded helplessly, but the mortician who came from a foreign country didn't seem to care about these etiquettes at all, still holding the note and staring at him firmly.

"Okay, okay, I'll take a look, but next time you meet His Highness Zhang Zi, don't tell her that I've seen it too?"

Abe Seimei muttered, tilted his head to look at the words on the note, and raised his eyebrows at a glance: "What is this?"

A desolate and abandoned building was outlined with a few strokes on the palm-sized paper. From the zigzag-shaped imperial coins, it can be judged that the shimenawa rope wrapped around the pillars. The porch with two extra strokes deliberately looks very similar to Torii, with a pentagram drawn on the bottom of the paper.

"What a strange structure..." Onmyoji's eyes flashed a hint of doubt. This small painting was scribbled in ink and weak in brush strokes. It was obviously drawn by a frail person, and it should have been done in a very urgent and tight time situation. When it was finished, there were a few impolite creases on the paper, and the ink was interrupted several times, as if the painter had been interrupted several times.

...This is probably how people who are imprisoned and monitored send distress messages.

Abe Seimei was taken aback by his extremely accidental metaphor, but this idea quickly found more grounds for himself.

The maids who surround His Royal Highness Zhang Zi all the time, the fox shikigami of Ashiya Doman, and the maids mentioned that Ashiya Doman guarded Zhang Zi day and night, and Zhang Zi who encountered a ghost as soon as Daoman left, and the one who couldn't find him at all. The demons who arrived...

The big onmyoji's smile disappeared.

Is it true that as he guessed, the Emperor imprisoned Prince Zhang Zinai?However, there is no need for Michiman Ashiya to monitor such a frail and sickly girl. What is the purpose of the warlock appearing beside Zhang Zi?

Rather, it is extremely strange that the emperor abandoned him and turned to seek onmyoji from the people to serve in the palace.

Is there anything they can't let Abe Seimei know? ——They determined that he couldn't accept it?

The great onmyoji, who has always been kind to others, noticed something unusual. The pentagram is the platycodon seal created by the onmyoji Abe Seimei. It seems that Zhang Zi also hopes that this paper can be seen by Abe Seimei, or maybe it is for him to see.

Lan Yin let his thoughts boil, secretly admiring the small painting he drew with satisfaction.

From last night's situation, we can know that with Zhang Zi's physical condition, it is absolutely impossible to go deep into the abandoned palace to explore. This task can only be handed over to the mortician, in order to prevent any strange and weird yin and yang techniques - He really doesn't trust Ashiya Doman's personal integrity - it is also necessary to use Abe Seimei as a shield.

So when Zhang Zi made up his mind to find Abe Seimei, he put such a clue in the thank you gift. According to Abe Seimei's character, he would never ignore a girl who might be suffering and asked him for help.

"Abandoned buildings in the easternmost..." Onmyoji murmured and repeated what the little miscellaneous demon had said before, his red lips pursed, and there was a hint of anger on his face.

Lan Yin put the note back into the wooden box, besides this note, it contained precious spices and some expensive treasures, which were obviously used as a cover-up: "Do you know this place?"

Onmyoji held his wrist again, raised his hand and fanned a gust of wind with the bat fan, blowing the two of them forward quickly: "Not necessarily, just go and see."

The cold wind swept the two of them eastward. Abe Seimei carefully manipulated the wind direction to avoid Zhang Zi's bedroom. Ashiya Michimitsu must be there at the moment. Without any evidence, he had no intention of conflicting with others.

In the end, the two landed in a barren courtyard east of Da Nei Li, and in front of them was the weird palace that Zhang Zi saw yesterday.

"The evil ghosts are dying, and the plague is overgrown." Abe Seimei frowned after taking a look at the palace. Lan Yin looked up with him, but in his line of sight, the entire palace was filled with blackness. The ominous fog was exactly the same as the first day he came to Kyoto to look at the imperial palace. Under such a scene, he couldn't see what was more eerie.

However, it can be discerned from Abe Seimei's words that it seems that the source of the black clouds in his sight is the abandoned palace in front of him.

The great onmyoji stood still, closed his bat fan and pressed his lips, closed his eyes and began to mutter mantras, the obscure and complicated language flowed out of his mouth, the shimen ropes wrapped around the pillars seemed to be spiritual Like, began to vibrate slightly.

The imperial coin hanging under the hemp rope automatically began to shake without wind, and Abe Seimei chanted the mantra incessantly, holding Lan Yin with one hand, and flitting across the zhulian rope, drifting into the dark palace go.

The torii is the gate between the kingdom of God and the world. When they passed the vermilion wooden building, their eyes went dark at the same time. The extreme darkness deprived the five senses, and the whole person seemed to be floating in the endless silent time.

After a short and long terrifying silence, the sound of Abe Seimei chanting the mantra reached Lan Yin's ears, and a faint light lit up in front of his eyes. They came to the "Kingdom of God" protected by the simple torii.

Shura Hell, Yan Demon Dao, but that's all.