Three days later, in the early morning, when the sky was just dawn and the birds had not yet begun to chirp, the flowers were dressed and walked out of the room. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, there was still a fog outside, which seemed a little damp and cold, but there were already people in the courtyard.

"Huang, are you going out?"

Looking at the eldest son who suddenly appeared, Crimson who was originally repairing the courtyard shrubs was slightly stunned, she was holding a large pair of scissors in her hand at this time, and there was a slight sweat oozing from her forehead, which was very like a family woman.

Huang's brows furrowed, and he found that his mother's face was much haggard compared to the previous day, and it seemed that what happened that day still had a great impact on her, so he immediately stepped forward and snatched the tools in her hand, and whispered comfort.

"Mother, since you are not in good health, you should leave these jobs to your subordinates, and you should have a good rest at this time!"

However, listening to Huang's words, Crimson shook her head with a wry smile, signaling that she was fine, "My body is fine, it's just that I've been a little restless these days, and I haven't slept well!" I can't sleep anyway, so I want to prune the flowers and plants in the yard······"

Then she looked at Huang in civilian clothes, and asked with some uncertainty: "Huang, are you out of the demon removal?" ”

As the eldest son of the Huakaiyuan family, although Huang is still young, he has also completed some commissions to exorcise demons and exorcisms alone, but this time Huang did not wear hunting clothes, magic weapons and preparations, so Crimson can not be sure, but in addition to the things of exorcism and exorcism, she really can't think of any reason for her son to go out, you must know that although Huang is not lonely, he rarely interacts with outsiders, and he does not even have a friend of the same age.

His eyes drooped slightly, and Huang didn't dare to look at his mother, but he pretended to say casually: "It's nothing, it's just that I've been stuck at the peak of entry recently, and I want to go out and change my mood." ”

"Oh, so? It's okay like this, it's okay, you don't have to be too anxious about the cultivation, it's a matter of course! ”

Crimson nodded suddenly, and then instructed uneasily: "But you also have to be careful, it's best to come back early, although you have cultivation, but there are also many demons and evil gods in this Tokyo City, don't go to those dangerous places." ”

After thinking about it, she proposed with some hesitation: "Why don't I let Chiba accompany you?" ”

Huang smiled bitterly, although the Huakaiyuan family is now in the twilight of the West Mountain, but in the end, there is still a little bit of heritage, there are still some ancient families to follow, Chiba is one of the best, and the one mentioned by the mother is the housekeeper of the Huakaiyuan family at this time, a martial artist of the grandmaster realm, but the realm of the cultivator is equivalent to the master of the real human realm.

But it's a pity that Huang went out to kill people this time, and he killed the next successor of the Ampei family, he didn't even dare to bring his own magic weapon, how could he dare to let a martial arts master participate?

Immediately shook his head again and again, "Mother, I just go out for a walk, and I won't go to those dangerous places, so I don't need to trouble Butler Chiba!" ”

Crimson nodded, if it wasn't necessary, she had always been reluctant to meddle in her husband and son's affairs, but in the end, she reluctantly helped her son tidy up his clothes, and whispered: "Then you pay more attention to yourself, be careful!" ”

Huang nodded slightly, for some reason, at this moment, looking at his mother with a concerned face, looking at that familiar face, he suddenly had some heart palpitations, as if something bad was going to happen, as if his mother was going to leave him forever.

Shaking his head, Huang immediately suppressed this thought in his heart, whether it was in the previous life or in this life, he had no talent in calculations, how could there be such a whim, and the mother was the most traditional kind of housewife, what danger would there be if she didn't leave the Huakaiyuan house easily.

The morning sun gradually rose above the ground, stretching Huang's shadow long, and with a wave of his hand to his mother, he turned and left.

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Aoyama Cemetery, the largest public cemetery in the 23 wards outside of Tokyo, has always been praised for its clean and solemn environment, and the 800-meter-long cherry blossom tunnel that runs through the entire cemetery has become one of the iconic landscapes of the 23 wards.

However, few people know that this is also the place where the yin energy of Tokyo gathers, and a long time ago it can be said that there were gusts of yin wind and a hundred ghosts, so countless people died tragically, but later the ancestors of the onmyoji used the feng shui situation of the seven-star lock dragon to suppress it, which quieted down, and the cherry blossom tunnel was also built to cover up the existence of the magic circle, which was funded by the later government.

The quaint stele forest is neatly arranged, and the stone steps stretch and twist to the depths of the cemetery.

Under the cherry blossom tree, ordinary people often feel a burst of shade when they walk on it, and subconsciously do not want to speak loudly, so many people feel that this is a treasure of feng shui, and they want to bury their families, relatives and friends here, but for Huang who has already entered, this is a completely different scene,—— walking on this long stone path, what he saw was that the entire Qingshan Spiritual Garden was shrouded in gray breath, and the original pale pink cherry blossoms were dyed pale by the diffuse breath, and under those tombstones, Countless souls were constantly wailing and struggling, their bodies were firmly locked by golden chains, their bodies were so pressed that they couldn't lift their heads, and every now and then a trace of black qi overflowed from their bodies, absorbed by the stone statues of the Komachi dogs on the cherry blossom tunnel, and then one by one they passed towards the unknown depths of the cemetery.

"Evil Sect Crooked!"

Looking at this scene, Huang let out a cold snort disdainfully, as the heir of the Yin and Yang family, he naturally knew what this magic circle was doing, this was to use all the unjust ghosts buried here as nourishment, and transport their ghost qi to the ghosts enshrined in the center of the spiritual garden, so that the latter could be promoted.

In the Japanese cultivation world, all kinds of ghosts are the main source of onmyoji, but ghosts with good qualifications and high cultivation are not so easy to find, so there are many ways to raise ghosts and cultivate evil, and the onmyoji who arranged the feng shui bureau before is obviously planning to get some external pieces for himself!

It's just that this has hurt those unjust souls, and if they are continuously extracted from their ghosts, they will be damaged in the soul and have many disabilities in the next life, and at worst, their souls will be scattered, and they will not be able to be reborn, which can be said to be extremely vicious.

But then Huang shook his head again, ignored the wailing of those ghosts, and walked straight towards the depths of the spiritual garden, he couldn't control this matter, and he couldn't care about it.

To be able to set up this kind of feng shui bureau in Tokyo, he must have greeted the An Pei family, who is a landlord, and the two are either close to each other, or they have some kind of deal, no matter what kind of situation is not something that he can participate in as a small beginner cultivator, and even if he can break the magic circle here, what will he do in the future? You must know that after ordinary people die, their souls will be attracted to the underworld to go to the underworld, and the rest are either earth-bound spirits or unjust ghosts, that is to say, the ghosts in this spiritual garden will harm people nine times out of ten, if they are allowed to get out of trouble, it is estimated that people within a radius of 100 miles will not have to live. Besides, Huang also felt that he didn't have the face to make a move, because in the entire Japanese cultivation world, the strongest inheritance of ghost control and ghost raising belonged to their Huakaiyuan family.

Walking farther and farther along the stone path, Huang noticed that the tombstones on the road were becoming more and more sparse, they were rows and rows before, but now they are detached, but the same tombstone style is becoming more and more quaint, and the unjust souls suppressed below are also a lot more powerful, if it was just a small role at the level of ghost pawns before, then now it is at the level of ghost generals, so the resistance is becoming more and more powerful, and Huang even found that the chains of several powerful ghosts have begun to crack.

But it's still the same sentence, he can't manage it, and he doesn't care about it, I think the onmyoji who arranged the feng shui bureau before he came will deal with it!

After walking along the stone path for more than ten minutes, Huang finally came to the purpose of his trip, the end of the cherry blossom tunnel of Qingshan Lingyuan, the bamboo forest that looked lush.