As a Scholar in Conan, I Am Actually an Onmyoji

Knowing that the system doesn't understand probability, Sagawa Yan continued on his own initiative, "Four times in a row, the probability is 16 in 1. This time should be my lucky time."

The system is silent.

Just as he was talking, the coin landed firmly in his hand, heads, the fourth time!

"It's now, system, summon the shikigami!"

White light lit up the room, and the pentagram, the basis of everything in onmyoji, appeared again.

Sagawa Yan threw the murder weapon, which was as dark as ink but shone with cold light, without any reluctance.

The white pentagram devoured the fierce knife that absorbed the resentment, and even more dazzling light burst out.

Sagawa couldn't help but closed his eyes, but his heart was filled with joy. This time his power was much greater than the last time he summoned Tian Xie Gui Huang.

A figure appeared on the pentagram.

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The sound of clogs hitting the floor.

Sagawa Yan opened his eyes, a beautiful girl was standing in front of him, something was brewing in the indifferent red eyes, he just stared at him like this, his cherry lips lightly parted, "Are you the Onmyoji-sama? ?"

Her black and flowing hair is tied into a high ponytail, her small and beautiful face is very calm, and she is wearing a kimono with cherry blossoms. legs, small feet.

The Demon Swordsman entered.

Sagawa Yan nodded, "Yes, it's me, my name is..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yaodaoji, "Are there any enemies?"

The girl's voice was soft, but her red eyes were still as calm as the sea.

"Yes," Sagawa Yan told her about Mrs. Marudenjiro's situation.

She just listened quietly, and for a long time spit out two words, "Map."

Sagawa Yan handed her the map and pointed out the appearance of Marudenjiro's family and his wife.

"Humans still like to kill each other so much."

The girl whispered something, picked up the demon sword with one hand, and disappeared into the air.

"The emperor is possessed, and he even summoned the demon sword girl!"

Sagawa Yan clenched his fist excitedly.

Demon Sword Princess, a girl holding a huge demon sword.Originally a human being, but somehow interdependent with the demon sword, she was brutal and fond of fighting in battle, no one could escape her demon sword, and there were many dead souls under the sword. After she calmed down, she would blame herself for hurting too many people.

A proper big monster, according to legend, the sword in his hand is the famous sword Muramasa.

...

Yao Dao Ji was walking on the brightly lit street, the traffic was like a dragon, and cars drove by from time to time.

No one else can see her spiritual body, and she walks to her destination while watching the changes in the human world.

"Hundreds of years have passed, and human beings have changed a lot."

He said silently in his heart, "But the ugliness of the human heart remains the same."

In a narrow alley, a few hippie gangsters stopped an old man, seemingly trying to rob.

The Demon Sword Girl went straight through between them, looking at the very slender little hands, and with lightning speed, the Demon Sword unsheathed and slashed.

The head of the leading punk suddenly fell off, and blood poured out like a fountain.

The rest of the people didn't know what happened, and only saw a flash of white light, and the boss died without a whole body.

Shouting out ghosts, they dispersed in fear. It is conceivable that there will be an urban legend about headless ghosts here.

After seeing the blood, Yao Dao Ji had burning fighting intent in her crimson eyes, "Human blood is still red, so good."

According to the map she had already memorized in her mind, she walked to Marudenjiro's house.

Strangely, there was no grief in the home of the just-deceased host.

Yao Dao Ji stepped into the house and walked towards the room with the loudest sound.

A man and a woman are celebrating inside.

"That old ghost died well and left you all the property, so we can't be justified."

"Hehehe, that old man definitely didn't expect such a day."

Yao Daoji turned a deaf ear to these words, she only needed to know that this was an enemy, even if they had no resistance to her.

Appearing and walking into the room, the sound of clogs stepping on the tatami was like the script of death.

"who are you?"

Dr. Hatano Chiya saw the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but he also noticed the girl's samurai sword that was longer than a human.

Feeling wrong, I want to turn around and run away.

In one cut, the doctor and Mrs. Maru Denjiro died.

Without stopping, as if she just stepped on an ant to death, Yao Dao Ji disappeared and turned away.