The Great Onmyoji of the Anime World

　　"All the students are ready to gather here at night to participate in the night market. If you don't want to participate, you can organize a bus to go back in the evening. Others will be able to go back and participate in the night market at about twelve o'clock in the evening." Qianshi Qianxun At this time, it is also the responsibility of the teacher to play its own responsibility.

　　"understood."

　　"move……"

　　"hurry up!"

　　"Be honest with my mother, you bastards."

　　Hearing the chirping voices of his classmates, his eyebrows raised, Qianshi Qianxun once again transformed into a female tyrannosaurus and roared loudly.

　　Immediately, everyone was like a bitch with their throats strangled, waiting for Qianshi Qianxun's order honestly, and this was the way they got off one after another.

　　When everyone got out of the car, they immediately dispersed like wild horses running away. Some went to the shrine to pray, some went to the spring festival, and some went to the snack street to start sweeping immediately. Generally, the latter is not the case. A foodie is a fat person, a foodie is a dry eater without getting fat, and a fat person is fat as soon as they eat. There is a fundamental difference between the two.

　　"Let's go, go down for a walk." Seimei said gently, hugging Shiyu of Xiazhiqiu.

　　"Ok!"

　　Nodding obediently, and hugging Seimei's arm tightly, the two also got out of the car and left.

　　"Where are you going?"

　　"Hmm~"

　　For Seimei's question, Kasumi Hill Shiyu hesitated, leaning on Seimei's shoulder, looking around, and finally pointed to the shrine: "Let's go to the shrine to pray first, after all, Seimei-san is an Onmyoji and needs the protection of Onmyoji. ."

　　"it is good."

　　Since your woman wants to go, then go. Seimei didn't say anything incomprehensible. In fact, he doesn't need to pray to the gods at all. In Japan, where there are eight million gods, most of the gods are actually gods. The weak, the real strong are very few, and they will not appear casually.

　　Standing high above the high heaven, it doesn't care about the life and death of human beings at all.

　　Only a very small number of gods, such as the God of Fortune and the God of Wealth, can gather more power of belief, and they will appear more.

　　"A lot of people..." Sticking to Seimei's side, under the protection of Seimei, Kasumigaoka Shiyu didn't feel crowded, but just looked at the astonishing number, and opened her mouth cutely.

　　Wave!

　　In front of everyone, Seimei kissed her directly, put it in her ear, and said softly, "Xiao Shiyu, this is normal, it's not because you are too housebound, and you don't usually go out for shopping. ."

　　"I don't have it." Shy cheeks were slightly red, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu turned his head to the side subconsciously, but was suddenly stunned.

　　"Mr. Seimei, are you coming to the Spring Festival too?"

　　"Mr. Monk, long time no see."

　　"It's really been a long time, do you want to sit inside?"

　　This is a young man dressed in a gorgeous lay monk's robe, holding a noble Zen staff, and wearing a bamboo hat. He has long light chestnut hair, a gentle complexion, and a very gentle smile.

　　Seimei also greeted him with a gentle smile, and the two exchanged a little chat. Regarding the monk's invitation, Seimei looked at Shiyu of Kasumigaoka.

　　"It doesn't matter, I came here to play, of course it's better to say hello when I meet an old friend." Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu didn't care too much.

　　She has a rather nerdy personality. If it wasn't for Seimei's need to organize as the monitor this time, she wouldn't be here. It would be nice to meet an old friend of course.

　　"Mr. Seimei, Mrs. Seimei, please come this way." The monk walked forward with that gentle smile. It was strange to say that as he walked, all the ordinary people gave way, it seemed that they were completely out of the way. Didn't care about the same.

　　"Seimei-san~~~ What kind of monster is this monk?"

　　"Mr. Seng, whose race is the master of Qingfang, is a kind of monster born with the ancient Buddha. It is not so much a monster as a demigod who was born by absorbing the power of the Buddha's faith. The great grace of the God of Fortune, so I have always guarded this God of Fortune Shrine, don't underestimate Mr. Monk, he is one of the strongest monsters in the entire Tokyo world."

　　"So it is."

　　Listening to Seimei's explanation, Shiyu of Kasumigaoka nodded knowingly. When he was an ordinary person, he didn't know it, but now Shiyu of Kasumigaoka clearly felt that under the reality of the world, he was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. There are countless strong men hidden.

　　The Slippery Ghost of the Lord of Tokyo, Nura Slipper!

　　The guardian of the Fukujin Shrine, the master of Aobo, the monk!

　　These people are the powerhouses of monsters in Tokyo, guarding the balance between humans and monsters. .

Chapter 58

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　　Follow the monk all the way, and have completely entered the depths of the shrine. It seems that it is not a noisy Tokyo, but more like a paradise. There are towering trees, blocking the time, and the chirping small animals seem to be not afraid of life at all. , but looked at the two people curiously.

　　This made the young girl's heart burst into flames, and she lowered her head subconsciously and said gently, "Want to come over?"

　　Looking at the open palm, all the small animals around were timid and timid, only one very daring, yet very small bunny ran directly over, and without hesitation, threw directly into the arms of Shiyu of the Hill of Xia. .

　　Rolling comfortably, and finally lying on his back in Shiyu's arms, his scarlet eyes stared at Shiyu of the Hill of Xia.

　　"So cute!" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu couldn't help laughing, hugging the little rabbit and rubbing it cutely.

　　"Please come in."

　　At this time, he also walked to the front of a quaint meditation room. The monk turned his head and seemed to pay no attention to the movements of Kasumigaoka Shiyu, but spoke gently.

　　Seimei and Kasumigaoka Shiyu both followed the monks into the meditation room.

　　The meditation room is very simple. Except for a table and a few tables, there are only two futons. The monk pointed with one hand and two futons appeared on the ground again. The monk smiled and said, "Please sit down."

　　"Okay." Seimei nodded with a smile, and sat down with Shiyu of the Hill of Xia.

　　After the two sat down, the monk sat down with his knees crossed. He was a monk, and he didn't like sitting on his knees. He preferred sitting cross-legged like this.

　　"Master, tea is here!"

　　At this time, a lively and cheerful voice came.

　　Stop teasing the little rabbit in his arms, Kasumigaoka Shiyu raised his head to look, this is a teenager who is only about ten years old, dressed as an ascetic, but the most eye-catching thing is that he has only one eye, from here on. It can be seen that this boy is definitely not a human, but a monster.

　　"Okay, little monk, this is Mr. Seimei, this is Mrs. Seimei, a friend of the poor monk." The monk gently took the tea and tapped his finger. Three teacups have emerged, filling one cup for each of the three. After that, the two Seimei were introduced.

　　"what……"

　　"You are Seimei-sama?"

　　The little monk looked at Seimei in surprise, then immediately put his hands together, bowed and said, "The little monk has seen Mr. Seimei and Mrs. Seimei. The little monk is a one-eyed little monk, and was given the name of the little monk by the master."

　　"Hello." Seimei nodded with a gentle smile.

　　Immediately, he turned his head and smiled at the monk: "I didn't think that Mr. Seng, who is pure-hearted and has few desires, would also look for an apprentice."

　　The monk smiled gently: "The aptitude of the little monk is not good, but his heart is very good. The poor monk also needs an apprentice who will take over the poor monk and guard the entire Fushen Shrine in the future, alas!"

　　Speaking of the end, the monk sighed slightly, and the center of his eyebrows was slightly wrinkled.

　　The Hundred Flowers Fan appeared in the palm of Qingming's palm, and with a slight shake, a burst of spiritual power had spread throughout the meditation room, and a large gathering spirit formation had been laid out before you knew it. , However, I don't have anything in my hand, so I will send a big gathering spirit array.

　　"Is there a problem with God of Fortune?" Seimei said slowly after setting up the formation.

　　Xiazhiqiu Shiyu did not participate in the conversation, but just teased the little rabbit in his arms. The little rabbit seemed to like Xiazhiqiu Shiyu very much.

　　"Yes!"

　　"The God of Fortune was severely injured by a mysterious man three months ago, and it took almost all the power of belief accumulated over a thousand years to barely maintain himself from perishing, but it is impossible to recover, what's more, that power has a strong corrosive."

　　"Is that person's subordinate?"

　　"Ok!"

　　Hearing what the monk said, Seimei immediately knew who it was.

　　Although no one said the name, in fact they were not able to say the name at will.

　　The seal has been released. As an ancient evil god, if that person says his name at will, the curse will come along with it. Naturally, it will not fall on the strong like Qingming and Seng, but Xiazhiqiu Shiyu and Xiaoseng like this. Ordinary people and little monsters can't bear it at all. This is the power of the Heretic God, and it cannot be changed. It is just his instinctive reaction.

　　Seimei continued to ask, "What are you going to do next?"

　　After a moment of silence, the monk continued to speak: "No matter what, the poor monk must protect the god of blessing. The god of blessing was kind to the poor monk, and the poor monk cannot be ungrateful."

　　"The mysterious person can re-create the God of Fortune. Presumably that mysterious person is not as powerful as you, let alone facing that person, you can't do it alone." Qingming shook his head, the death of the God of Fortune was already doomed. Absolutely unchangeable.

　　"No matter what, the poor monk must try."

　　The solemn-looking monk will never give up. He can guard here for hundreds of years for the sake of saving his life, and naturally he will not back down just because of difficulties.

　　Seimei said quietly: "You should be clear that that person shot the God of Fortune in order to completely weaken the power of the gods in Tokyo. If the guess is correct, the God of Wealth has also been severely injured. Since that person shot, he has definitely already Take the opportunity to not let the God of Fortune and the God of Wealth recover again."

　　The monk nodded quietly and said: "The poor monk naturally knows, but the poor monk must work hard. If there is really nothing to do, Mr. Seimei, if you face that person one day, please call the poor monk, the poor monk has already found the little monk, already Alone and don't care about sacrifice or not."

　　"Naturally." Seimei nodded gently.

　　"but……"

　　"Before that, you must need your help, Mr. Seng."

　　"Mr. Seimei is polite, this is a shrine guarded by a poor monk, but it needs Mr. Seimei's help."

　　Seimei suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, turned his head gently, and looked into the distance, and the monk also followed his gaze.

　　Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu and Xiao Seng followed their gazes strangely, and found that there was nothing outside!I don't know what the two people are looking at, but just listening to the meaning of the two people's words, it seems that there will be problems in the shrine today, and it is not as simple as a small problem.

　　"Well!"

　　"It's still early, and Mr. Seng doesn't have to be so eager."

　　After a while, Seimei withdrew his gaze, and then persuaded with a gentle smile.

　　The monk also returned to his previous gentleness, and set his eyes on the two of them, and said also gently: "The Spring Festival has begun, so I won't disturb Mr. Seimei. I hope Mr. Seimei has a good time.".

Chapter 59

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　　"Then, see you tonight, Mr. Seimei."

　　"See you tonight."

　　Standing at the door of the quaint meditation room, Seimei and the monk said goodbye to each other and were about to leave.

　　Xiazhiqiu Shiyu also put the little rabbit on the ground, and said reluctantly: "I should go, little rabbit, go back too."

　　Saying that, Shiyu of the Hill of Xia, who was reluctant to give up, stood up and hugged Seimei's arm and was about to leave. At this time, the little rabbit ran over and threw herself directly on the slender and beautiful legs of Shiyu of Xia Zhiqiang. Hold tightly, just don't let go, and if this goes on, I'm going to scratch the black pantyhose of Kasumigaoka Shiyu.

　　"This..." Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu hesitated.