The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

The tip of the brush hesitated in the hollow of the warrior's abdomen.

"Lai Guang, can you still accept it?"

"no problem."

"Please continue, Master."

Brush marks sweep away everywhere.

Only the last song of the Dai Onmyoji's song is left.

In a few moments, the spell will be verified on Minamoto Noraimitsu's body.

"Raimitsu, it's almost over."

Ian said so.

"Really?" Minamoto no Laiguang still seemed to have some unfinished thoughts.

"I thought Master, you were going to write all night."

"Nothing like that."

"No matter how good a poem is, it must have an ending."

Ian picked up the brush and dipped it in water again.

This time, the place where Waka writes is a line of sky on rice paper.

Onmyoji's chant sounded, and the peak hair of the bamboo pen penetrated into every corner on the left side of the rice paper.

disturbance;

Lift up.

The brush fell into the cracks of the newly opened rice paper, which seemed a little delayed.

Ian didn't say anything, but silently added a little more strength to pull it out.

He reached out and stroked Laiguang's hair, and then asked in a low voice:

"Raimitsu, this Japanese song may be a bit long."

"Master, I know... No matter what, I will accompany you to finish writing the song."

"Okay, I see."

The Great Onmyoji no longer hesitated.

The movement of the pen tip became more and more violent.

The bamboo pen stained with water gradually lost its mane, causing the warrior's body to tremble along with it.

Those white hands grasped the edge of the document, with a blushing face.

But she didn't say a word more because of this, and she didn't complain at all.

Being able to become a piece of rice paper in his hand on the wedding night is already the most beautiful moment to realize the dream.

At this time, Ian's voice came.

"Raimitsu, if you really want to make a sound but don't know what to say—"

"Then join me in chanting and singing."

"Eh...is it okay?"

"Of course." Ian smiled slightly, "This is a poem written because of you, and it will naturally resonate with your voice."

"I...I understand!"

On their wedding night, the two married people recited Japanese songs.

One person recites the lyrics, and another person composes the music.

All kinds of emotions are hidden in the intersection of the two, until the pen reaches three points.

Stop singing;

The sound is gone.

Ian released his grip on the brush.

next moment.

The water blooms bloomed in the clear moonlight, and the quiet fragrance filled the silent night.

click.

The brush fell to the ground and lay quietly on the lake reflecting the crescent moon.

This is Minamoto no Yorimitsu's most strenuous chant.

Her proud chest rose and fell slightly, and hot breath came out of her lips.

But Ian's mind at the moment was on another thing entirely.

That is the failed waka.

["Waka" does not take effect. 】

[This means that even if you pay the price of your life, you will not be able to see what she is carrying. 】

[What exactly did you touch to make it look like this? 】

[You realize that the 'nian' in the foundation of the Minamoto family may be Minamoto Yorimitsu himself. 】

[You know this is not a good thing. 】

[But you will never escape. 】

"Master." Minamoto norimitsu came with a slightly panting voice.

"Is my performance this time acceptable?"

"..."

Ian knew that he shouldn't tell Minamoto Noraimitsu what he was thinking.

At least--

Not something she should do on the wedding night she was looking forward to.

"Lai Guang, I'm very satisfied."

"The waka you composed is really beautiful and full of vitality."

"And now—"

Ian walked up to Minamoto no Raimitsu.

On the document, she saw the magic weapon hovering over her face.

Nothing needs to be said.

Feeling the warmth flowing on his cheeks, Minamoto Yorimitsu, who closed his eyes, felt extremely happy.

Because this is the wedding night she wanted.

A night to spend with him without restraint.

This will be the most unforgettable time in her memory,

【You had a sweet night. 】

[You have officially become Minamoto no Yorimitsu’s husband. 】

[After accepting all this, Yuan Manzhong began to use his power to plan a career path for his daughter. 】

[And Minamoto Yorimitsu is indeed very impressive. 】

[She followed the same path as her father and became friends with the courtier Fujiwara. 】

[As her husband, you have also risen through the ranks and become a well-known person in Ping An Jing. 】

[The relationship between you and Minamoto no Yorimitsu, Koto and Ming, has been widely circulated in the capital, and has even been compiled into a ballad. 】

[And the Japanese song you performed on your wedding night was also sought after by the nobles. 】

[But whether it’s you or Minamoto Yorimitsu, what I miss more is the beauty of hunting ghosts. 】

[It’s just that the ghosts in Kyoto have already fled in all directions because of your name, and are hard to find. 】

[You can only recall the past days in your free time, then look at each other and give each other a knowing smile. 】

[A few years passed like this. 】

[Just when you thought everything would remain calm, the situation has changed. 】

A young man named Watanabe Tsuna appeared on the streets of Kyoto.

He was seriously wounded and on the verge of death.

But he was still mumbling a sentence that both Ian and Minamoto no Yorimitsu missed very much.

"I want to kill ghosts." The young man said.

119. A boy named Tsuna Watanabe ([-] words chapter)

This is a very scary scene.

A young man covered in blood was walking on the streets of Kyoto.

It is probably natural for anyone to feel scared when they see him like this.

But no one dared to stop him.

The reason is simple -

The young man in front of him was exuding an evil aura.

He was walking on the streets of Kyoto like a zombie.

But the chill revealed in his eyes was not something he should have at his age.

Someone panicked.

Someone stay sane.

"Quick! Go tell Mr. Abe that he has experience in this matter!"

"Yes! I'm going now!"

[You soon learned the news about this young man. 】

[Minamoto Yorimitsu is still handling government affairs at this moment. 】

[You decide to go alone to see what is going on. 】

[After all, you are quite sensitive to the word "ghost killing". 】

Ian came to the street alone.

The boy's figure is not difficult to find - after all, when many people are paying attention to the same person, the rest of the people will soon follow and notice that person.

But have to say.

He does look a bit scary.

Underneath the bloodstains all over his body was a tattered piece of clothing.

As a result, there are almost large claw marks on the exposed skin.

It can be said that it is a miracle that he can still stand here like this.

Ian could feel that the young man in front of him had some kind of powerful longing for him.

Facing everyone's gaze, he walked up to the young man.

"What's wrong with you?" Ian asked.