Enma didn't clash with Ashiya Michiman.

However, even so, Ashiya Michiman found the Enma hiding in the shadows.

"Hey, you're a ghost too, aren't you?"

Ashiya Michiman was originally in an empty and dilapidated house, and at that time, the Enma had not yet come out.

So it was a strange thing for Michiman Ashiya to speak suddenly.

"Could it be...... Was it discovered? ”

Enma couldn't believe it, but he couldn't help but be so suspicious, after all, there were no other creatures in the entire house except for himself and Ashiya Michiman.

Not even animals or anything else.

So, I must be talking to myself.

Enma slowly came out first, after all, if someone found out, there was no point in continuing to hide.

"You can spot me?"

Enma looked at the gray-haired, ragged old man in front of him and asked him.

"Well, I can see you, but you seem to be a little different from those little ghosts, you must be a very powerful ghost."

Ashiya Michiman looked at Enma and said slowly.

Ashiya Michimitsu had been sitting on the ground with a pot of wine in front of him, and the wine was being heated over the fire.

Enma and Ashiya Michiman met on a snowy winter night.

"You're also a very powerful onmyoji."

Enma looked at Ashiya Michiman and said lightly.

There are actually a lot of onmyoji that Enma has encountered, after all, Enma lived in that era.

In those days, onmyoji were everywhere.

Of course, some of them are fake, and some of them just know a little bit of yin-yang, so they call themselves on-yomyoji.

Anyway, though.

Ashiya Michiman is one of the most powerful Onmyoji that Enma has ever encountered.

This can be felt just by feeling.

Ashiya Michiman is different from other onmyoji, and it is difficult to describe what is different in the specific place.

In short, in front of Ashiya Michiman, even the Enma did not dare to attack at will.

"Since you're already here, sit down and have a drink with me."

Ashiya Michiman looked at Enma, and when he laughed, the yellow teeth in his mouth were revealed.

What a sloppy old man.

Enma walked up to Ashiya Michiman and sat down, not to listen to Ashiya Michiman's words.

It was only at this time that Enma looked at the wine that had been boiled hot, and the snowflakes that were slowly falling outside the house, and suddenly wanted to test what kind of good wine this old man would hide.

At least, on a cold night like this, which pot of steaming wine is tempting.

Ashiya Michiman first brought Enma a glass of wine.

Even the Enma didn't see where Ashiya Michiman had taken out the wine glass, as if he just stretched out his hand, and then the wine glass appeared in his hand.

"Snow, moon, hot wine, what a treat."

Ashiya Michiman poured himself a glass of wine, picked up the wine glass and said lightly.

As Michiman Ashiya spoke, his eyes kept looking at the snowflakes falling slowly outside the window, as if he was a little obsessed with the scene outside.

It was hard for Enma to imagine that such a sloppy old man would have such leisure and leisure.

"Yes, it's really comfortable on a night like this."

Enma said as he drank.

The glass was close to Enma's red lips, with a warm burning sensation.

"Ah......h

Enma snorted.

The feeling of hot wine flowing into my throat is really exciting.

Perhaps, the word agitation is not very appropriate here.

However, Enma couldn't think of any more appropriate words at the moment.

"How?"

Ashiya Michiman looked at Enma and asked her.

"The wine is very fragrant, and it is really a rare good wine."

Enma replied.

Ashiya Michiman couldn't help but laugh when he heard Enma's answer, but he never took his eyes off the snow and moon outside the window.

Snowflakes fall in the moonlight.

There was silence all around.

It was as if you could hear the sound of snowflakes falling on the ground.

"Actually, it's just a very ordinary wine, and you think it's good, but it's because of the good environment, the good atmosphere, and a certain feeling in your heart. Sake is just ordinary liquor, but the taste of sake changes in different scenes and moods, or in other words, the perception of liquor by the drinker changes. ”

Michiman Ashiya said suddenly.

"It's just ordinary sake......

Enma was amazed, but accepted it immediately.

After all, Ashiya Michiman has explained it very clearly, and what Ashiya Michiman said also has some truth, in this world, many things are like this.

It's not just the wine in front of you, it's certain things, certain words, it's all like this.

In different scenes and different moods, these originally the same things will play different roles.

"Your glass is empty."

Enma looked at Ashiya Michiman, reached out to get the wine jug, and poured wine for Ashiya Michiman, after all, it was Ashiya Michiman who poured wine for Enma before.

A man, and an older man.

Pouring wine for a woman, in such an era, is actually still a little inappropriate.

Ordinary people wouldn't do that, but Ashiya Michiman didn't seem to care at all, as if he directly regarded Enma as his friend.

Because of this, there is nothing wrong with Yama pouring wine for Ashiya Michiman at this moment.

As if he hadn't heard Enma's words, Ashiya Michiman reached out to his wine glass, and when the wine glass was in the air, through the moonlight outside the window, Enma saw that there was suddenly wine in Ashiya Michiman's wine glass.

Michiman Ashiya poured the wine down his throat, his eyes still staring at the snowflakes and moonlight outside the window.

The face is an expression of enjoyment.

"What a strange person."

Enma looked at Ashiya Michiman and couldn't help but say.

In this way, Enma accompanied Ashiya Michiman to drink all night, and neither of them was drunk, but they were both half drunk.

When I was half-drunk, everything I saw became hazy.

Everything has become more unreal and more beautiful, and in the hazy sense, everything we see is produced by our own imagination.

In our imagination, we take the initiative to remove the bad and replace it with the good.

So hazy is a beauty.

……

In the midst of a black palace.

The drunken boy and the smoker stood quietly in front of the Enma.

Enma retracted his thoughts, and his gaze fell on the drunken boy: "Since he went to great lengths to resurrect you, there must be a reason." ”

"Well, though, now that Ashiya Michimitsu is dead, no one knows why."

The wine-swallowing boy said lightly.

Although the wine swallowing boy also wants to know the real reason why Ashiya Michiman resurrected himself, there is no way to do it now.

"Wine swallowing boy, now that you're here, let's work together."

Enma looked at the wine-swallowing boy and said lightly.

Enma knew that since Smoke could bring the Wine Swallowing Boy here, then this must be the Wine Swallowing Boy himself.

So Enma didn't waste any time and directly said the most important thing.

"Cooperation?"

The drunken boy looked at the Enma and asked her.

"Yes, we are all from the ghost clan, although there are some differences, but anyway, now the ghost clan has lost its former prosperity. As the leader of the ghost clan, we should take on the great task of reviving the ghost clan. “

Enma said earnestly.

Enma alone found Hell, a place far away from humans, and then kept gathering members of the demon clan here, and now it has gradually grown stronger.

She did all this, no doubt for the sake of the entire ghost clan.

Otherwise, there would be no need for the Enma to stay in this place forever.

"The prosperity of the ghost clan?"

The wine-swallowing boy smiled, then leaned against a pillar and said nonchalantly.

"Well, wine-swallowing boy, don't you want to?"

Enma looked at the wine-swallowing boy and asked him.

At this time, Enma's tone was a little cold, after all, Enma knew a little bit about the strength of the drunken boy.

Of course, this is all derived from the legends handed down by the drunken boy.

Such a powerful ghost king, since he has always indulged in solitary pleasures, has never wanted to make the ghost clan stronger.

For such people, Enma has some contempt.

"I'm a little reluctant, after all, I've finally been resurrected, and there are still a lot of interesting things to do, so it's too boring to let me imprison my freedom for the sake of the prosperity of the ghost clan now."

The wine-swallowing boy looked at the Enma and said slowly.

At this time, Enma stood up from his seat, and then slowly walked down the stairs to the front of the Wine Swallowing Boy.

Prajna and Yaksha had intended to stop the Enma.

But the boy who was swallowed by wine signaled to get out of the way.

"If you're still the same as before, get out of here now. Hell doesn't drink you. ”

Enma looked at the wine-swallowing boy and said coldly.

At this time, Enma was already very close to the wine-swallowing boy, and it was almost attached to the wine-swallowing boy's body.

Enma's height is probably up to the shoulders of the drunken boy.

This is only because the drunken boy is too tall, not because the Enma is too short.

Enma's height belongs to the height of a normal adult woman, but with a hint of the aura of a royal sister, she rarely laughs.

"In that case, then I'm leaving."

Still leaning against the pillar, the wine-swallowing boy said to the Enma with a smile on his face.

The drunken boy's indifferent attitude still made Enma very angry.

But at this time, the Enma didn't have any choice, after all, the drunken boy had already said so.

Even if Enma wants to keep the wine swallowing boy here.

With the character of the Enma, he can't say anything that is retained.

"Well, you go. Don't come again. ”

Enma looked at the wine-swallowing boy and said lightly.

Smoke stood aside, with a complicated expression on his face, after all, the wine-swallowing boy was hard to find.

Originally, I thought that I would just bring the wine-swallowing boy here.

Then everything has already worked out.

I didn't expect that the two of them, Enma and the Wine Swallowing Boy, would make such a fuss.

"Yaksha, Prajna, let's go!"

The drunk-swallowing boy looked at Yaksha and Prajna and said to them.

After the boy finished speaking, he returned the way he had come.

"Drinking Swallow Boy Adult,......"

"Smoke, let him go."

Enma stopped Smoke from chasing the drunk-swallowing boy, and the two of them watched as the drunk-swallowing boy's back quietly disappeared from sight.

……

"Lord Enma, why did you let him go? The drunken boy is so powerful, obviously the person we need, why let him leave? ”

Xun looked at Enma and asked a little anxiously.

After all, they've been gone for a while, and if they don't chase them, they'll soon be out of hell.

At that time, it was very difficult to find the wine swallowing boy again.

"Smoke, he'll definitely come back in the future......"

Enma looked at Smoke and said with certainty in his eyes.

Although Smoke didn't understand why Enma said that, his face became relieved.

After all, Enma had never lied to smoke before.

And what Enma says, it's never a joke.

Since Enma said so, then the drunken boy will definitely come back. At least that's what Smoke's heart thinks.

After they left.

In the entire palace, there were only two people left, Xun and Enma, and at this time, the distance between the two was very close.

"Lord Enma, you haven't been by your side for so long, are you okay?"

Smoke looked at Enma and asked her.

"As always, for so many years, it has been the same, even if you want to do something to make life a little turbulent, it's all extravagant."

There was a hint of loneliness in Enma's eyes.

"Lord Enma, days like this will soon pass. When the time comes, we ghost clans can also breathe the outside air openly, enjoy the moon, drizzle, breeze, spring flowers, winter snow, ......"

Smoke looked at Enma and said slowly.

"I hope so."

Enma sighed softly and said.

In hell, in fact, it can be said that there is nothing.

Living in such a place is undoubtedly a very painful thing, after all, every day is the same.

And all the time in a suffocating, oppressive environment.

Although it will not die, these uncomfortable feelings can still be clearly felt.

"Smoke, I wish there could be some flowers and plants in hell."

Enma looked at Smoke and said with a sad look in his eyes.

Enma can only look like this in front of Smoke, revealing the weak side of a person and a woman.

There is no wind, no snow, no sun and no moon in hell.

These things were too extravagant for Enma, and Enma didn't dare to expect them to be in Hell.

But a little grass, a flower.

Such a subtle thing, Enma still sometimes thinks about it occasionally.

When Smoke was walking on the bank of the black water river, he thought the same thing in his heart - "How good it would be if there were some plants on the riverbank!" ”

The mobile phone screen has arrived today, get off work at seven o'clock, and change the mobile phone screen while watching the video tutorial, it took almost three hours, and when I finally saw the mobile phone screen, I was too excited, and my roommate talked to me, and I was a little floating. As a result, my subordinates used a little force, and the screen shattered for me......

(End of chapter)