I am a god in Tokyo

"Miss Yayoi, where are you taking Eldest Young Master?"

"Come back and rest, it's already so late."

"Harumi."

In the quiet mansion, there were sudden and chaotic human voices.

Mizuki Yayoi raised the sword, Tsuchimikado Harumi pinched the talisman, they all stood beside Haruyu nervously and terrified.

"Fire!"

Harumi gritted her teeth, raised her hand and threw it, the talisman exploded above her head, illuminating all directions.

The darkness receded like a tide.

And they finally saw the source of the voice.

That's the etiquette officer, that's the servant, that's the maid, that's the onmyoji.

That was everyone Harumi Tsuchimikado knew, including the maid who served her since she was a child, the serious and rigid etiquette officer, and even the uncles and elders whom she respected.

But these people stood quietly in the darkness, looking directly at themselves.

Their bodies are very thin.

Literally thin.

As thin as paper.

"Second Uncle, Auntie..." Harumi Tsuchimikado had tears in her eyes, full of fear, and the talisman in her hand was trembling.

Mizuki Yayoi was also like a furry cat, with a sharp knife light, gnashing her teeth and staring at the circle of paper figurines.

I don't know when,

The moonlight was no longer cold, but a blood-like blush, swaying on the sword, with a strange and ominous look.

"I will create a chance for you to escape." Yayoi Mizuki's voice was very soft, with determination: "You take this opportunity to escape with Haruhiko, and tell Section [-] what happened here!"

"Miss Yayoi..."

"Do you understand me?"

"...Yes."

Mizuki Yayoi took a deep breath, lowered her body, and pulled back the dagger in her hand.

Just when she was about to take a gamble,

The surrounding paper figurines looked up at the sky at the same time.

Above Qingming, there is an onmyoji who comes on foot, like a fairy.

"Ancestor."

The paper figurines raised their hands high and said in unison.

The overlapping voices and weird accents made Mizuki Yayoi send a chill down his spine, heading straight to the sky.

She glared at the onmyoji angrily.

It was a handsome onmyoji in a white safari suit, holding a feather fan, with a gentle smile, but with an indescribable sense of evil.

"Ancestors..."

Harumi opened her eyes wide, looking at the Onmyoji in disbelief.

That is an existence that the entire Tsuchiyamon family will never forget, and it is also the ancestor of the Tsuchiyamen family line.

——Ampere Seimei.

Thousands of years ago, the Onmyoji shone like stars.

"Harumi, Yayoi."

Ampere Seimei said gently: "Come back, I will explain everything to you."

Seeing the ancestors of the family, or the ancestors who have heard legendary stories since childhood, Harumi Tsuchimikado subconsciously put down the talisman and was about to go forward, but Mizuki Yayoi flickered and stopped in front of her.

"Ampere Seimei... You can never be Ampere Seimei!"

She was slashing forward, gritted her teeth and glared.

"Oh?" Ampei Qingming raised his robe, smiling calmly: "How do you judge that I am not Ampei Qingming?"

"intuition!"

Mizuki Yayoi's voice was cold.

When even Harumi felt that Yayoi-san was too impulsive, Ampere Seimei let out a cheerful and cold laugh.

The laughter was no longer gentle, it was filled with the condescending overlooking of the lower races by the upper races.

"You're right, I'm not Ampere Seimei."

He reached out and grabbed his jaw.

It was like tearing off a human skin mask in a martial arts drama, and there was a weird and long tearing sound.

But what he tore was not just the skin, but the whole human skin including the clothes.

"..."

Harumi was frightened and speechless, and stepped back.

Yayoi was even more nervous and vigilant.

'Ampei Seimei' tore off the human skin, and underneath was not a bloody body, but another person, a young man in a dark hunting suit with a wicked smile, completely different from Ampei Seimei.

The young man threw away the human skin at will.

"Ampere Seimei...hahahaha, His Majesty entrusted him with such a heavy responsibility, but he died in Edo like this, causing our Onmyoji department to be punished by His Majesty and sacrificed to beasts."

His smile was cold, his eyes squinted, with viper-like malice.

"who are you?"

Mizuki Yayoi was like falling into an ice cave, under the gaze of the other party, she couldn't produce the slightest ability to resist.

She clenched her silver teeth and growled.

The young man laughed.

"I haven't introduced myself yet." His eyes fell on the faces of Harumi and Harumi, as if scrutinizing a treasure: "As the descendants of that guy, you should have heard of me."

"Michiman Ashiya."

He bowed politely and smiled maliciously.

"The sworn enemy of the Tsuchimikado family."

pS: I don't think anyone reads this book... the last chapter, only posted once in 24 hours

One more day, but more

I don't know whether to laugh or cry

Chapter 190 Two Artificial Gods

Ashiya Road is full.

This name, not to mention the Tsuchimikado family, is well-known throughout Japan.

Whenever "Ampere Seimei" appears, "Ashiya Doman" will inevitably appear, just like Yin and Yang.

Ashiya Michimitsu and Ape Seimei are both onmyojis in the Heian era, and they are Harima School Onmyojis wandering among the people. In many ancient books, he is regarded as Ape Seimei's lifelong enemy.

Not only are they political enemies with Ampere Seimei, but they have also fought many times.

In the records of some classics, Ampere Seimei's wife was also slept with, and in the end the political struggle failed and she was exiled to Harima.

It was also a blessing in disguise, in the Harima inheritance family, a Harima-ryu onmyoji who was different from the Tsuchimikado lineage developed.

In the Heian period,

Ashiya Michimitsu is also the top onmyoji, but it is a pity that his limelight was completely overwhelmed by Seimei Apei. Coupled with the bitter fruit of his failure in the political struggle, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the sworn enemy of the Tsuchimikado family.

'It was defeated a thousand years ago, and the Tsuchiyamen family was stolen a thousand years later. '

Mizuki Yayoi only felt that her throat was astringent.

She slashed the sword in front of her body, protecting the Qingsheng brothers and sisters, and never took her eyes off the smiling face of the young man in black.

Facing this monster that has lived for thousands of years,

Just the chill rising from her back made her almost unable to hold the handle of the knife.

It's never her nature to sit and wait.

Quickly glanced at the bewildered Harumi from the corner of her eye, the knife in her hand was like blood, and under the creepy pressure, the woman who had been trained as a guard since she was a child slowly clenched the handle of the knife.

"Michiman Ashiya, I don't believe it! That is a character from a thousand years ago. No matter how long the lifespan of a psychic is, it is absolutely impossible for a psychic to live a thousand years!"

"Miss Yayoi..."

Harumi woke up startled, and then saw Mizuki Yayoi's palm behind her back, moved slightly, and immediately understood.

She quickly pinched the talisman, suppressing the fear in her heart.

"That's a good question."

Ashiya Domitsu flicked his cuffs, and spoke slowly, if it wasn't for the surrounding paper figurines being too intrusive, it would have been as leisurely as an afternoon tea party.

While he spoke,

Mizuki Yayoi charged straight with the sword, and in the blink of an eye, he landed in front of the black-robed Onmyoji. Amid the unchanged smile of the other party, he suddenly turned his body sideways, drew his sword and slashed.

Ashiya Michimitsu did not have the slightest surprise, with a condescending bird's-eye view, his skin-white palm protruded from his sleeve robe to meet the sword's edge.

"Fire of the Edict!"

The girl's trembling voice appeared at the same time as the bluish-white flame.

There is a hot flame in front, and a sword cut on the side.

The two sides cooperated seamlessly.

Bang! !

The hot flames exploded, and the billowing heat waves rippling in all directions, together with the nearby paper figurines, also turned red in the flames, showing painful expressions.

But Mizuki Yayoi's expression changed slightly,

Her sword didn't hit the real point.

"run!"

It is basic common sense to miss a single hit and travel thousands of miles away. Mizuki Yayoi turned around and rushed towards Harumi without any hesitation.

But at this moment, the light of the fire suddenly dimmed, and the surrounding heat also seemed to be absorbed, and all of it was absorbed.

In the thousands of degrees of flame core, stretched out a huge and swollen arm that was several times larger than that of a human being. The surface was covered with flowing fire gullies and countless burn marks. Like holding a chicken, it easily held Yayoi Mizuki. .

"Miss Yayoi!"

Harumi's pupils constricted, and while screaming, countless spells hit her arm.

Yayoi Mizuki couldn't breathe, her whole body was rolled by hot current like magma, while her clothes and hair were burned, even that beautiful carcass became ugly in the heat.

"escape...."

Her voice was hoarse from the pain.

Arms closed, bones shattered, and with a random shake, the spells on all sides flew out, and then unfolded, it had turned into a puddle of mud, and human figures of indistinguishable gender fell on the ground.

"Yayoi...sister..."

Looking at the scorched human figure on the ground, Harumi completely collapsed and fell to her knees.

"She can't die at this level."

I don't know when,