"This knife is too precious. I can't take it! Taka Shisuke couldn't bear to put the demon knife Mura Yumaru back on the coffee table.

There are many legends surrounding this knife.

Anyone who has been exposed to kendo knows almost everything.

It is said that when the wielder pulls out the sword, droplets of water like morning dew will emerge from the blade of Murashimaru.

These droplets are like poison that penetrates into the wound and can be fatal.

There are countless souls who died in Murayumaru.

Because of this, later generations compared it to a demon knife.

Ryushisuke is a smart man.

He knew that there must be any conditions for the other party to give him such a valuable thing.

He didn't know much about the god Reed Ichiro, so he didn't dare to accept it rashly.

Reed Ichiro smiled and said, "This god knows your concerns. But you're thinking too much.

Thanks to that money, this god can have a shrine of his own.

You give me 100 million, and God will give you a knife.

Courtesy is still exchanged, and it is not rude to come and go.

We don't owe each other. ”

After listening, Ryushisuke was slightly surprised, and had other opinions about Ichiro Reed.

After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the village rain pill again, feeling quite complicated in his heart.

Seriously, when I first saw Muratamaru, I was deeply attracted to it.

Right now, since the other party has explained.

Then take away the village rain pill, and you will be at ease.

The rest of the time, they sat down to drink tea and talk about something.

"Takashi Suke-san! When midnight is over, it will be the seventh day of your death.

It's still an hour before midnight, and God won't leave you alone. Reed Ichiro said lightly.

"The first seven? It turns out that I have been dead for so long. Takashi smiled bitterly.

So saying, he stood up.

As he was leaving, Ichiro Reed stopped him again.

"Takashi Kai-san, the shrine of this god has just started, remember to promote it!" Reedichiro squinted and smiled.

"Hmm!" Ryujisuke pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Ichiro Reedi smiled even more.

He could already imagine himself being surrounded by thousands of believers.

Boom! I'm so excited!

Ryushisuke stood in front of the window and said, "God of Reeds, we will have a meeting later." ”

With that, he opened the window and flew out.

Now he is a dead spirit, he can fly to the sky and escape to the earth, but he has no combat power.

Scientifically speaking, necromancy is a special kind of magnetic field energy, which is composed of a very special kind of particle.

In this way, ordinary people naturally cannot see it, and even modern technology is difficult to capture its trajectory.

In the night, Takashi Shisuke stepped into the air, all the way to the north.

In the north, a voice has been calling to him.

During his lifetime, as an onmyoji himself, he was of course very aware of this phenomenon.

"Evoke? I can't imagine that I, who often summon the souls of others, will also be called one day! Hehe~"

Ryujisuke laughed at himself, feeling bitter in his heart.

Suddenly, a sharp voice came from directly above.

"Wow! Discover a wild necromancer! ”

It was an unknown kind of demon who spoke.

It has the wings of a bat, and the main body is a spherical, the size of an ordinary basketball.

On its body, the organ composition is very simple, with only one eye and mouth, and it looks very excited.

The little demon grinned, with a sharp laugh, and pounced on Takashi excitedly.

Ryushi was also shocked by this scene.

He knew that he was in a state of necromancy, and he had no combat power at all.

So, you can only run away.

"I can't imagine that an onmyoji at the level of a heavenly master in my hall will also be hunted down and killed by this kind of big-eyed monster that is not in the stream.

It's ridiculous to be reduced to such a situation! What a hate! ”

Ryujisuke sighed as he fled.

However, he underestimated the speed of this little demon.

The little demon caught up with him in an instant, and opened his big mouth, ready to eat Takashi Suke.

At the critical moment, Takashi subconsciously pulled out the village rain pill.

Just listen to the sound of water falling.

Wow!

A flash of cyan sword light streaked across the night sky.

The little demon was immediately cut in half, and then turned into water droplets and was absorbed by the village rain pill.

At the same time, Takashisuke felt a surge of energy in his body.

He knew that this energy came from the little demon who had just been killed.

Ryujisuke was stunned and looked at the demon knife in his hand in disbelief.

"Is this what Murayumaru is capable of?" He muttered.

He looked down at the direction of the shrine where Ichiro Reed was located, and said sincerely, "God Reed, I have written down your kindness. ”

With that, he continued to fly towards the source of the soul-summoning sound.

In the north of the Edogawa River, in a small forest.

Burning candles formed a huge pentagram array on the ground.

In the center of the star array, there is a wooden box, which contains the ashes of Takashi Shisuke.

At each end of the five-pointed star array, there were Chikako, Kumi, Zhitian Daiki, Zhitian Yawa, and an old man in a black robe.

This old man is none other than the Zhitian family, the president of the old school.

When he learned the news of Takashi Suke's death, he was shocked and couldn't believe it.

Even if you see it with your own eyes, it's hard to accept this fact.

Everything that happened is vivid, as if it were yesterday.

Don't look at the two of them separated by several generations, but the relationship is really like a mentor and a friend.

Ryushisuke is really dead.

Linglian's heart is very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

I haven't had a good rest in the past few days, and every time I close my eyes, my mind is full of images of myself exchanging on-yomyo-dao techniques with Ryu-shisuke.

They chanted the Soul Summoning Spell.

A few minutes later, there was a sound in the quiet woods.

A cool breeze blew, causing the leaves to rustle.

"He's coming!" Ling Lian's cloudy eyes suddenly bloomed.

A few seconds later, Ryushisuke descended from the sky and landed in the center of the pentagram.

"Lord Linglian, long time no see!" Ryujisuke smiled.

Ling Lian trembled his body, looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and stopped talking, and the figure seemed to be a little older.

Chikako saw Takashi Shisuke and ran over suddenly.

She reached out and tried to touch it.

However, Takashi is a necromancer after all.

To put it bluntly, it's just a cloud of air.

Chikako's hand passed directly through Ryushisuke, leaving nothing.

"Big... My lord! Chikako's voice trembled, with a crying tone.

Takashi smiled: "Don't be sad! I'm just going to live in a different way. ”

Kumi stared at Takashisuke and was quite moved.

"Master!" Kumi bowed deeply.

Takashisuke floated over, staring at Kumi, with a very complicated mood.

After learning the truth, he became what he is now, all because of Kumi.

However, he didn't blame Kumi.

It's all your own destiny.

"Kumi, let me be your Shikigami!" Takashi said suddenly.

The people present couldn't help but be stunned and expressed their shock.

Ling Lian asked, "Did you really decide to do this?" ”

Ryujisuke nodded and said firmly, "I have to do this." ”

Ling Lian Zheng looked at him, pondered for a while, and quickly said, "Go!" I don't stop you. ”

"Thank you!" Takashi sincerely thanks.

In the Jida family, there is an unwritten rule.

"Life is the person who governs the field, and death is the soul of the field!"

After the death of any clan boss, his spirit body, that is, the necromancer, will be recalled by the soul.

The upper echelons of the family will select some genius children in the clan and assign the big guy necromancy to them as Shikami.

Among these bigwigs, there are willingness and unwillingness.

But in the Zhitian family, under the powerful yin and yang technique, whether you are willing or not, you have to obey obediently.

Very unreasonable, so to speak.

Rules like this are not unique to the Jitian family, and almost all other Onmyoji families are like this.

The Yin and Yang family can be inherited for so long, and it relies on this way.

Otherwise, the inheritance would have been broken a long time ago, and there would be no onmyoji.