I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"Master Ancestor, the mysterious bamboo forest that you ordered me to send someone to investigate last time has the results now."

"Oh? Tell me. Seeing as you rushed to me as soon as you came back, it must not be some simple news."

Chapter 458 Master of Xixing Temple, Mysterious Onmyoji and Two-Faced Nuo

The person sitting in the house is wearing a black hat, wearing a white safari suit, holding a bat fan, and a standard onmyoji dress.

A pair of slightly narrow and fox-like eyes gave his whole face a feminine look, which made him even more handsome.

"Yes, the information sent back this time is related to the elixir of life. I have reported this matter to His Majesty the Emperor."

Tsuchimikado Taiqin respected this person very much, so he kept the most respectful posture and recounted the matter completely.

"Taketori Ong and Taketori Kaguya Hime? Isn't that a story? However, if it's true, it's really interesting, you can continue to follow up."

Taiqin Tsuchimikado was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that the ancestor's attitude would be so calm, and he didn't seem to think highly of the elixir.

"Yes, I will pay attention to follow up, and recently received the following messages..."

"Well, you don't have to worry about the monsters in Heianjing. I will take care of it. You can handle the rest of the matter normally."

Tsuchimikado Yasuhim took the order to leave, and after walking out of the house, he resumed his majestic appearance as the general manager of Onyangliao, and strode away.

"Oh, the elixir of life."

"What's the use of letting only one person seek longevity? How can it change the world? Ridiculous!"

Looking at the closed door, the onmyoji in black hat and white clothes chuckled disdainfully.

"However, this news can be regarded as a good bait. If used well, it can even reshuffle the current situation."

"The affairs of Shikoku were exposed after all. I didn't expect Yoricho Fujiwara to have such a keen sense of smell. Thanks to the help of Tadaton Kamo, otherwise it would not be easy to hide it for such a long time."

He patted the bat fan in his hand, and the onmyoji's fox-like eyes flashed with light, and then he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, I have to warn that guy, don't go too far in Heianjing."

"Although the issues of soul and body are indeed difficult to explore, it is best to save some research materials."

That night.

The evening wind is hunting, in the dead of night when everyone is quiet.

In the backyard of Xixing Temple's house, after Hunpo Yaoji and Xixing Temple Youyouzi both fell asleep, the old man of the mountain appeared in front of Xixing Yao.

"Come here on invitation, Xixing Yaoru seems to have something to tell me."

The wind blows on the treetops and makes a rustling sound, and the Westward Demon seems to be responding.

It stretched out a branch full of cherry blossoms and gently touched the mountain man's forehead, and then a light pink halo bloomed.

A blurry picture slowly emerged in the mind of the old man on the mountain, and then a burst of clear singing broke into his ears.

"When the flowers fall, I feel sorry for you. Let's take advantage of the scorching heat today to fold the cherry blossoms to keep the spring scenery. I can't bear to fold the flowers. I will protect the flowers and sleep in the cherry blossoms."

The picture gradually became clear. In the courtyard full of cherry blossoms, a monk with his hands folded closed his eyes and sang a Japanese song.

"Is this the memory of Xixing Yao? Is this the Master of Xixing Temple?"

Looking at the familiar courtyard in front of him, the old man of the mountain understood, but he still didn't understand the intention of Xixing Yao's move.

Could it be that it was as I expected, and there was something hidden behind the events of that year?

"When the cherry blossoms fade, the cherry color dyes the clothes thickly. The poor flowers fade too hastily. I wear clothes to recall the beauty of the flowers, and present a song to visit the cherry blossoms."

After the song was sung, the clear and loud applause broke the comfortable atmosphere in the courtyard, causing the master of Xixing Temple to open his eyes unhappily.

"As expected of an existence with the title of 'song sage', just singing a cappella out of emotion is so beautiful."

The person who came was wearing a black hat and a black safari suit, his face was blurred and distorted, and he held a bat fan and clasped his hands together in eleven salutes, his posture was respectful but could hardly conceal his arrogance.

"Spells or abilities to shield the face? Xixing Yao's strength was low at that time, and it seemed that he couldn't see through the true face of this hide-and-seek."

Seeing this, the old man of the mountain didn't feel regretful. There was a bell ringing in his ears, and he knew his real name immediately.

"He is indeed a guy who has the ability to stir up wind and rain, but counting the time, shouldn't he return to the destiny by now?"

The onmyoji in black hat and black clothes calmly sat on the floor opposite the low table, and took out a box full of spells from his arms.

"Master Xixing Temple, I heard that you have the ability to communicate with the ghosts, so I have something to ask for your help."

Master Xixing Temple stared cautiously at the person in front of him, without even looking at the box.

"The donor doesn't seem to be alive?"

"Yes, I'm just a lonely ghost who luckily crawled back from hell."

"Since we are dead, why not become a Buddha and be reborn? Why should we be obsessed with the Yang world? The donor must know that Yin and Yang are in order."

"If you have such an obsession, the mage should not open it. Natural disasters and man-made disasters, evildoers are rampant. The nobles are busy intrigues, fighting for power and profit, while the common people are displaced and starved to death in the wilderness. Isn't this world another hell?"

The master of Xixing Temple was silent when he heard the words. He knew that all living beings were suffering, but it was hard to save them.

Although it has the good name of "singer", but it is just the flattery of the nobles, and it does not have much appeal.

If he really opened the altar to preach the Dharma and persuade people to be kind, the nobles would only praise him for his Buddhist compassion, but they would not take any practical actions.

"Then why is the benefactor here? The poor monk does have the power to communicate with the ghosts, but it is limited to communication."

The onmyoji in black smiled, opened the sealed box, and let the mage of Xixing Temple see what he brought.

"This is……?"

The mage of Xixing Temple leaned forward suddenly, staring at the strips inside the box as if facing a formidable enemy.

It was a finger, a brick-red finger, with sharp black nails and skull-like phalanges, condensed with evil and resentful demonic power.

"This is the finger of a top monster, which can be regarded as one-twentieth of his power."

The black-clothed onmyoji quickly closed the box, making the coldness in the courtyard slightly dissipate.

It seems that if this finger is exposed for a longer time, it may attract some indescribable horror at any time.

"Two-faced Su Nuo..."

The master of Xixing Temple said that name, which is a legendary name for people of this era.

"The king of curses, the king of sorcery, the king of poison, and the king of reckless demons are almost like natural disasters."

There are as many names as there are recorded in classic ancient books, which is enough to show people's fear and awe of the two-faced Nuo at that time.

"It is said that the two-faced Su Nuo has two faces and four arms. He has a cruel personality and loves to kill, especially women and children."

The black-clothed Onmyoji suppressed the vibrating seal box while pumping his energy, while repeating the records in the ancient books.

"After his death, in order to prevent him from being resurrected, the exorcist at that time cut off his [-] fingers and scattered them all over Japan. But no matter how strong a seal is, it cannot escape the erosion of thousands of years. Now part of the seal has begun. It's gradually failing."

"Why didn't you report it to Yinyang Liao? A major event of this magnitude will definitely attract the attention of Yinyang Liao, and even alarm shrines and temples."

Chapter 459 The Silent Sacrifice and the Buried Truth

Two-faced Su Nuo has never lacked followers. There were many exorcising masters who fell into the way of witchcraft back then, so will there be no more now? "

The black-clothed onmyoji expressed his concerns unhurriedly, and even had a very firm attitude, as if he had already had doubts in his heart.

"I suspect that not only monsters, but also a large number of sorcerers secretly are pursuing the resurrection of Liang-face Sunuo, hoping that he can lead the sorcerers back to their peak."

The Master of Saigyou Temple was silent again.

He could understand the concerns of the person in front of him and also understood the other person's desire to deal with the matter as soon as possible.

"How many fingers are the seal invalidated? If there are not many, poor monk..."

"There are nearly ten of them. I hope the mage can seal five of them. I will figure out the rest."

"So many!? Although the poor monk can use the power of the nether world to seal, but the five roots are a bit beyond the scope of ability."

The Master of Saigyou Temple looked surprised, then turned to difficulty and hesitation, and stopped talking.

"Time waits for no one. This is what I have discovered and found. If Liang Mian Su Nuo really resurrects again, the people will suffer again."

"Hey, poor monk...do your best."

The screen turns.

The master of Xixing Temple was wearing cassock, sitting solemnly in the center of the courtyard, with five sealed boxes beside him.

The entire courtyard was set up with a barrier and a magic circle, with the big cherry tree in the courtyard as the base of the formation, in response to the right time, place and people.

Burning incense and bathing, fasting and chanting scriptures, seven days of preparation are only for today's success.

"Sakura, Sakura, do you think I will succeed today?"

The mage of Xixing Temple murmured in confusion.

Not long ago, he had learned that his wife was pregnant, but he could not see the child was born.

Afterwards, he recalled his youthful practice, the bitter days of hungry and full meals, and he remembered the teachings of his master.

"Master once said that the meaning of our existence as Buddhist practitioners is to make sure that there are no more people who worship Buddha in the world."

The old mage who died on the road to eliminate demons, the old master who was always in tattered monk clothes, the old monk who chanted scriptures on foot in the famine.

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Indeed, it's my turn. Even if it is so that my child will not be born in a troubled world!"

The mage of Xixing Temple has a firm expression, and his eyes are shining, reflecting the luxuriant and swaying cherry trees and the cool and gentle moonlight.

"Tonight, the moonlight is so beautiful."

Picking up the sacrificial knife from the table, the mage of Xixing Temple raised his eyes to watch the cherry blossoms and the full moon, and sacrificed himself without hesitation.

The gilded Buddha's light dazzled the entire courtyard, the blood of the monks was sprinkled on the magic circle, and the dark and dead energy was attracted by the ability of the mages of Xixing Temple.

'Click'——!

The sealed box was torn apart by the demon force, and the two-faced Su Nuo's fingers were suppressed by the dead energy just as soon as they broke free from the seal.

In the sacrifice of life to death, the mage of Xixing Temple traded all his vitality for a short period of time in exchange for the power of the nether world that can suppress five fingers.

Amidst the howling wind, the mage of Xixing Temple calmly completed a new seal, sealing the source of disaster into the cherry tree and attaching the shackles of death energy and Buddhism.

"Amitabha."

Sitting under the cherry tree, the master of Xixing Temple clasped his hands together and uttered the Buddha's name as if he was relieved.

Feeling the aging and weakness of his body, he looked up at the tall and straight cherry blossom tree with a smile on his face.

"I would like to die under the flowers in spring, when the moon is full in February, and I hope that after my death, those who pay homage to me can pay tribute with cherry blossoms."

Master Xixing Temple has passed away.

He died surrounded by cherry blossoms and moonlight.

According to his will, Master Xixing Temple was buried under the cherry tree.

Time flies, and it is a few months in a blink of an eye.

"I didn't expect that the master of Xihang Temple really sealed the fingers of Liangmian Sunuo."

The black-clothed onmyoji came to the courtyard again, looking at the withered cherry tree in front of him, and said with emotion.

"The plan was successful, but it seems that it was not completely successful."

"Well, this spirit has finally turned into a demon. It would have taken thousands of years, but now it's done in one step."

The black-clothed onmyoji raised his hand and pressed it on the tree trunk, released his spiritual power to sense it carefully, and smiled.

"Buddha's power and death energy have maintained a balance, but this is not the result I want. This seal needs to be changed."

After saying that, the black-clothed Onmyoji set up a magic circle with seals.

A servant of the Xixing Temple family came in in a trance and committed suicide in front of the tree.

"That's it, a lot of deaths will break the balance, blood and sacrifices will accelerate the growth of this cherry tree demon, and the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo are both sealed objects and the best nourishment."

The black-clothed onmyoji disappeared quietly, leaving only a gradually icy corpse and a pool of blood that gradually seeped into the soil.

In the days that followed, people continued to commit suicide in front of the cherry tree.

Until Sakura completely transformed into a big monster, and then was sealed by the monster exorcist.

Time flies, half a year later.