I am a god in Tokyo

"Father."

Qingsheng stepped forward and knelt down in front of him.

The landlord turned a page, but did not answer.

"Lord!"

Qingsheng leaned over, his voice was a little louder, and the landlord raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a half-decayed but clear appearance, showing the handsomeness of his youth.

"Lord, why is Yinyang Liao involved in the flash incident?"

Haruyu raised his head in confusion, and looked at his expressionless father.

"You should be aware of the dangers of the flash, it is not something we can contain."

The flash diffusion incident that happened yesterday gave Haruo a great warning.

At first he didn't take the flash diffusion seriously,

After realizing that it was a disaster capable of destroying Tokyo, one fifth of the psychics in Tokyo decided to withdraw from the matter, but Haruo learned that Yin Yang Ryo stepped up the search for the shining people,

Even in terms of manpower input, it is higher than the search for monsters.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

The landlord lowered his eyes and spoke indifferently.

Haruhi didn't say a word.

"I act for a reason." The host turned the page: "Just take care of your practice."

"Father!"

Qingsheng's face was cloudy and uncertain, but he spoke resolutely.

"Did you know a long time ago that there will be monsters in this world?"

The landlord finally stopped turning the pages, his eyes were cold and stern.

"Yinyangliao's move to Tokyo is not as simple as following the Shinomiya family." Qingsheng straightened up: "From the actions of Yinyangliao in recent years, it seems to be preparing to deal with some enemy."

He looked at the man expectantly.

"Did you make these preparations because you knew that youkai would revive in modern times?"

Haruyu hoped,

Hope father nods.

Since the Yin Yang House moved to Tokyo, under the instructions of the owner of the house, try to preserve its strength as much as possible, cultivate more Onmyojis, and train him carefully.

Perhaps all of this is the father's vision.

If this is the case, so what if my life is limited. My father raised me not because he focused on Yin and Yang, but because he wanted to protect human civilization.

Haruyu hopes to find a new purpose.

It is too much pressure to talk about a genius who is once in a hundred years in Yinyangliao, and the goal of revitalizing Yinyang Dao is also too great.

He doesn't want to be a genius,

But if it is for the sake of human civilization and the existing peace, he is willing to continue to be such a genius.

After staring at Qingsheng's eyes for a moment, the landlord's eyes drooped slightly, and he picked up the ancient book again.

"I do not know."

Qingsheng was slightly stiff.

"It's just a rainy day. You think too much, which is not good for your practice. Go."

The host's tone was indifferent.

Qingsheng sighed slightly in his heart, got up quietly, turned and left.

When the hind foot stepped over the threshold,

Words came from behind.

"Practice hard, you are the future of Yin-Yang Dao, I will create a better environment for you, so that you can show your talents."

Qingsheng's footsteps paused slightly, and the sound of the door hinge moving came from the back of his head.

Click.

The shoji door is closed.

Haruo took one last look at the closed door and left without a word.

He pondered over the information he found in secret, and felt that the atmosphere in Yinyang Liao was getting weirder and weirder. In the past, he was so absorbed in cultivation that he didn't know how to read the atmosphere, so he didn't realize this.

But compare the current Yinyang Liao with the Yinyang Liao when I was young.

At this time, in Yinyang Liao, even breathing is somewhat difficult.

When I was young, Yinyangliao was not what it is now. Before my mother passed away, my father was still somewhat gentle. Yinyangliao also had a cheerful uncle, relatives who would secretly take care of him, and sisters who liked to joke.

but now,

These are gone.

Uncles or cousins.

It seems that in this depressive environment, it becomes more difficult to know emotions. Even those old servants who serve the Yin and Yang Dao dare not get along with the master's family as they used to.

This can also be known from Harumi's changes.

When she was a child, Harumi was not as timid as she is now, and so was she, her personality changed subtly.

Haruyu who was thinking, accidentally bumped into the maid.

The dinner plate in the maid's hand fell to the ground, and she was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and apologized repeatedly.

Qingsheng didn't mean to punish, but only learned from the maid that she was the second uncle's personal maid.

"How is Second Uncle?"

When I was young, my second uncle was my closest elder.

The maid answered cautiously.

"Master Zhensheng has rarely gone out since he retreated half a year ago, but I am responsible for delivering the food every day...but I just deliver the food to the door, and I am not allowed to enter it."

Haruki nodded.

He also heard about the second uncle's retreat, not only the second uncle, but other uncles as well.

After the 27th year of the Showa era, the upper limit of psychic users has also increased a lot, and there are more people who are beyond the limit. It is also normal for the elders to practice hard and retreat, hoping to break through the realm and extend their lifespan. .

He turned his head and put the matter aside, and went to his room.

In the empty kendo room, there was a whistling sound. Mizuki Yayoi, who was mostly healed from her injuries, was wearing a white kendo uniform, stepped barefoot on the floor, held a wooden sword, and fought against the paper shikigami.

Harumi Tsuchimikado, who controls the paper shikigami, has a serious expression.

laugh-

Mizuki Yayoi made a wrong step, thrust out the wooden sword, and slapped the paper shikigami away, and the transformed paper shikigami turned back into talisman paper and landed in Harumi's hands.

"I'm still no match for Yayoi-san."

Harumi wiped the drops of water from her forehead, admiringly.

There was also a smile on Mizuki Yayoi's face, and she was about to encourage the other party, but her eyes fell outside the door, and her beautiful eyes suddenly glowed.

"elder brother."

The smile on Harumi's face disappeared in a blink of an eye, she lowered her head timidly, greeted Harumi, and wanted to run away.

"Wait."

With a cold expression, Qingsheng stopped her.

"Do you still have contact with Jianhao disciple?"

He was talking about Jianhao's new disciple, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu.

Harumi twisted the corner of her clothes with her small hands, and nodded timidly.

Seeing her like this, Qingsheng frowned, wanted to say something, but the words swirled in his throat, and then waved his hand.

"Go."

Harumi felt relieved and hurried to leave.

"You are too harsh on her." Mizuki Yayoi leaned against the wall, looked at Harumi's figure who was running away quickly, and shook her head, "When will the relationship between your brothers and sisters be restored?"

Qingsheng stiffly skipped the topic and became concerned about her injury.

Mizuki Yayoi's vitality is surprisingly strong,

He was seriously injured by the bone girl, and carried a grenade at close range. After only a week, most of the injuries on his body have healed.

Can run and jump, and can continue to hone martial arts.

The matter of the bone girl also hit her hard. If she could be stronger, she would not let Qingsheng be in danger.

The two talked, gradually lowering their voices.

"Have you found anything?"

Mizuki Yayoi asked softly.

She knew that Qingsheng was secretly investigating Yinyangliao.

Qingsheng held her hand instead, shook her head and said, "I'm still investigating, and there should be results soon."

"Will it be dangerous?" Mizuki Yayoi worried.

"I am the heir of Yinyangliao. My father has put so much effort into me. Even if something is found out, they will not do anything to me. You can rest assured about that."

Even if there were any problems in the Yinyang Liao, as the owner of the next generation, it would be impossible for his life to be in danger.

In fact, Haruo has already found out a little clue.

Since the Yinyang House moved to Tokyo, there has been a forbidden area, and only the owner of the house has always been able to enter and leave the forbidden area—the entire Yinyang House has been checked secretly by Haruhi, only this forbidden area has not been set foot.

But Yayoi can't let Yayoi know about this matter, if she is known, she will definitely follow me.

I am the heir of Yinyangliao, even if I break into the forbidden area, I will be exempted from blame because of my status as a 'genius' and the status of the heir, but Yayoi is not, according to his father's temperament, if he really finds out something secret.

At most, I will be punished and grounded, but Yayoi is much more dangerous!

To appease Yayoi, time passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was late at night.

There is no star in the sky, only a crescent moon looming in the covering clouds.

At the entrance of the forbidden area of ​​Yinyangliao, there is a shikigami guarding it.

Haruhi came here quietly, and used the technique he had prepared to lure the shikigami away for a while, while he stood at the gate of the forbidden area.

"Array."

He raised his head, feeling the operation of the forbidden formation.

Although the formation is complicated, but as a genius of the art of art, he is naturally proficient in all formations, talismans, and spells, and it is not a problem to find the breakthrough point of the formation.

Turning around the formation, he found a weak point and easily entered the forbidden area.

Suddenly,

The world has changed.

The forbidden area is full of ancient buildings from the Heian era, and above the sky, a red moon appears, perfect.

Haruo had thought about the appearance of the forbidden area, but he hadn't thought about it. The space inside the forbidden area was much larger than he imagined. It was like walking on the streets of the Heian era. The square buildings imitated the Tang Dynasty, hung with lanterns, and the scarlet lights were shining inside. of light.

The charm on his body did not respond, indicating that this is not a haunted place, Tsuchimikado Haruo suddenly laughed,

What are you thinking?

This is the Yin-Yang Liao, the thousand-year-old Yin-Yang Road.

Where will there be a relationship with some kind of ghost.

He took out the talisman, shook it slightly, and a ball of fire rose up, illuminating all directions.

The bricks and stones on the ground showed lacquer red imprints, extending towards the end, and looked around, only to find that the surrounding buildings also had different imprints, connected head to tail, and the color was thick.