A fake firefly grass [Onmyoji]

"Green Lantern." Ibaraki pulled Yingcao amusedly, "You are enough."

The little grass is so charming that I can't find the north.

Qing Xingdeng just hummed softly, did he lower the height of the lamp: "It's all here, master, let's talk?"

What the master read was still full of charm, full of queen style, and Yingcao couldn't help but tremble three times after sighing three times.

No, no, how dare I be your master.

Yingcao silently poured herself a cup of herbal tea, so that she would not be so cowardly bewitched by such a female monster.

Then he beckoned Qing Xingdeng to sit down.

Qing Xingdeng glanced at the cushion rather contemptuously, and did not get down from the lamp, at most he lowered the height of the lamp, even if he was all coiled on the palace lamp, he would not take a step down.

Ibaraki supported his forehead and explained——

She finds it dirty.

The upper echelon of the Yaoliao, a master at stealing fire, our Master Qing Xingdeng, is a clean freak.

He only sits on that lamp all the year round, and never gives face to the boss even in the internal meetings of Yaoliao. His feet will never touch the ground, and he will never drink any tea.

Oh, as for how to digest the lantern flowers... don't care about these details.

Everyone is a monster, what's wrong with eating a lantern!

Firefly covered her face.

The more you say that, the more I want to drag her down...

It's very touching to think about a clean girl who never puts on the lights and is dragged down to be contaminated with worldly fireworks. Hey...

Yingcao, who forcibly endured her pain, looked at Qing Xingdeng: "Please explain to me first, you have just been summoned, and you are going to destroy all your memories. What is going on?"

Qing Xingdeng raised his hand to adjust the position of the lamp, swayed and lay down on his side, and looked at Yingcao more coquettishly: "My status in the demon house is not bad, there are many things that cannot be known by the onmyoji, lest If the Onmyoji finds out the news that makes the monster's situation more difficult, wouldn't it be a big trouble?"

In fact, there is no need to talk about other secrets, it is just about how the monster avoids the summoning of the blue talisman. If the Onmyoji finds out, Qing Xingdeng himself will not forgive himself.

In case the onmyoji studies it and understands it, how will Sister Yaodeng face her good friends who have become shikigami of other onmyojis?

And it's not just Qing Xingdeng who will destroy his memory, even if he slaps himself hard enough to cause cerebral palsy--in the demon house, Ibaraki is no longer in danger of being contracted, but the big monsters who can talk are all With this tacit agreement, it is a bit like the meaning of death rather than surrender in spy war movies rather than exposing the organization.

In fact, only if these monsters abide by the principle of "I will not reveal the secrets of the Yaoliao if I am left by the contract", can at least form a delicate balance between the monsters and the onmyojis. It is not necessary for all monsters to transform into places guarded by onmyojis, or for the monsters to be breached by onmyojis in the end, leaving a place for the monsters to breathe.

Yingcao couldn't help but ask, "Who came up with the idea of ​​destroying memory?"

Qing Xingdeng leaned against the lamp and did not speak.

Ibaraki continued to point at Sister Torch silently.

Sister Deng smiled seductively: "The suggestion I made, of course I have to complete it to the letter."

In an instant, Yingcao was in awe.

For Yingcao's awe, uh, Sister Deng thinks wrong.

Sister Deng, who was thinking crookedly, said: "Don't be afraid, it's not making yourself an idiot. It's just Shuten and Ibaraki who know too much. If you are under the hands of Onmyoji, your life is in the hands of others and you can say no." It’s better to talk nonsense if something happens, instead of that, it’s better to make an agreement not to disclose. How much do you little monsters know, if you are contracted away, the contract will go away.”

Firefly: ...

How can you be so patient? Sister Deng.

Is your skill of despising people between words at the full level?

It's obviously protecting us little goblins, such a noble behavior, is it really good for you to casually despise the little goblins when explaining that you have destroyed your memory?

She didn't want to look at Qing Xingdeng, who obviously had a particularly charming voice and was especially suitable for being a Xie Yuhua but insisted on being a vicious tongue monster. A corner of the soul with a trace of demon power was pulled out of the body.

The shape of the spirit being pulled out is a little bit cruel.

It seems that two heads, one virtual and one real, grew out of Yingcao's body, and a considerable part of it was doubled.

Because the picture is so beautiful, Qing Xingdeng couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

"Study what is the mystery on that blue talisman. I drew a symbol on this blue talisman. After it's over, I also have more of your demon power in my soul. Probably this is if you become my shikigami. The reason why I can be resurrected and driven by me."

"so?"

So what so.

Yingcao looked at Qing Xingdeng in bewilderment, and said in a natural tone: "I was a little curious about the operation method of the blue talisman to have such a magical effect, so I changed a few blue talismans and planned to smoke it by myself. Let me know by the way, I didn’t really intend to take a few little monsters to be my shikigami, even if I really recruited those monsters here, of course I have to give them back their freedom.”

Ibaraki quickly grasped the point: "Can you unlock the blue talisman contract?"

"I thought it was such a complicated soul contract, and it would take a lot of effort to untie it." Yingcao pursed her mouth, and then smiled with extreme disdain: "Isn't it just to forcibly remove the most critical part of the demon power? With such a little ability, (ˉ▽￣～)cut~~”

#I give full marks to this fork#

After explaining the words, and the fork was almost pretending, Yingcao shut up, pinched the formula in her hand, gently picked up the corner of the soul with her little finger, and carefully separated the demon power belonging to Qingxingdeng.

Just when Yingcao really pinched Qing Xingdeng's demonic power, there was a slight "click" in the extremely silent room.

The lamp that Qing Xingdeng had been sitting on fell to the ground.

And she herself finally landed on both feet.

——She has been using demon power to control the blue lantern to float in the air all year round, and sit on the blue lantern without touching the ground. Of course, there is a reason why sister Deng is a late-stage clean freak, and it is also inevitable that she has realized the way of demon power If she could command her like an arm, her strength should be able to be improved to a higher level, so she forced herself to do this kind of subtle movements all the time to help her practice.

In fact, Ibaraki's strength is slightly higher than Deng's sister.

——It’s not that there’s a gulf-like difference between the monster powers of the two of them, but in terms of control, the appearance of the Ibaraki monster can be completely restrained, but Qingdeng still can’t dress up as a normal human——she still can’t control her head blue hair.

This is the difference between high and low.

At this time, Qing Xingdeng no longer cared about the so-called practice, and as for cleanliness, it became a fart in front of the future of all monsters.

She stood on the ground, biting her lips that were so moist that water could be squeezed out, and looked at the formula in Yingcao's hand.

If it succeeds, the problem of "If you don't agree with someone else, you can't do anything about it" that has plagued monsters for so many years, will there really... hope to be resolved?

Happiness comes too fast like a tornado!

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There is a saying that there is a priority in learning, and there is a specialization in art.

Ibaraki and Qing Xingdeng, who don't know Yin Yang, just looked at Yingcao a little bit, as if performing an operation, their little fingers slowly moved between their own spirit and Qing Xingdeng's demon power, not daring to breathe.

But Yingcao was quite calm, and finally withdrew her soul, spread her white palm, and above it was a ball of blue light.

"Here." She smiled lightly, "Sister Deng, this is all your demon power with me."

Qing Xingdeng flipped her wrist and took the monster power into her hand, she just rubbed it secretly into her sleeves, she didn't know what method she used, anyway, the monster power disappeared, Qing Xingdeng didn't say much, and didn't say anything. He sat on the lamp, held the lamp in one hand, and hurried to the inner room to recover his demon power, wanting to feel the difference between before and after the contract.

Yingcao didn't care about Qing Xingdeng anymore, and only showed a calm and elegant smile: "Master Onmyoji outside, you can come in."

Ibaraki, who hadn't come out of the huge shock that the contract between Qingdeng and Yingcao was released in this way, heard these words, and his brain, which had been frozen, restarted in an instant.

Why didn't I sense anyone outside?

That's the big question -

Condition [-]: An onmyoji outside watched the entire process of Yingcao resolving the blue talisman contract.

Condition [-]: The blue talisman has basically become the foundation of Onmyoji.

Question: Is it possible for him to save Yingcao?

Ibaraki felt that the most important thing to do for an onmyoji with a sound mind is to send a message to ask other onmyojis to come over, and at the same time rush in to kill as many monsters as possible, and then discuss this matter historical significance.

What's more, the onmyoji must be extraordinary if he can stay outside for so long without being able to sense it.

Thinking of this, Ibaraki's demon power was released hastily, but he didn't feel anyone was there, not even a cat.

Ibaraki, who felt that he must have sensed wrongly, scanned again carefully.

Still no.

He looked at Yingcao curiously and made a mouth shape.

"Didn't you feel wrong?"

Yingcao shook her head, tapped the table with her slender fingers slowly, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, you can't break through my defensive formation, and although I can't feel where you are, I can feel it." The obvious Xuanmen breath-holding technique on you. I don’t know if your teacher has told you that when you use the breath-holding technique, the fluctuation of the technique itself must be hidden, so as not to be disturbed by the fluctuation of the breath-holding technique. Let people know where you are."

A "puchi" smile came from outside.

Then there was an annoyed snort.

It should be two people.

Yingcao smiled and raised her hand.

The door opened.

Outside was a young man with an exquisite face, tall and straight figure, and a calm demeanor. He was wearing a light purple or even blue safari suit. Stepping in, it is like a god who walks in with light.

And the god in his hand is not the folding fan that onmyojis use to make concave shapes every day, but a small butterfly.

Yingcao got up and looked at the god who walked in.

Tian Shenjun closed his hand, but the little butterfly disappeared. He stepped in slowly, took them up in a very gentlemanly manner, bowed slightly, and made a very polite gesture: "Hello, my name is Abe Seimei."