In front of Rashomon.

Nakshatra.

Prajna.

Raven Tengu.

The Daughter of Ugly Times.

The four of them had been kneeling for an unknown amount of time, and the body that Prajna had snatched before had also completely decayed, and then was gnawed clean by the insects in the forest.

"Lord Ibaraki Boy, do you remember the day when the demons of the great rivers and mountains wailed?!"

"O Ibaraki Boy, that cowardly man has put aside these hatreds. Come out, therefore, for we will follow you and honor you as king. ”

The tall, iron-skinned Yasha looked at Rashomon in front of him and muttered.

These are very quiet...... Very small......

Yaksha doesn't know how many times he has told Rashomon in front of him.

It's just that Rashomon hasn't had any response all the time.

Those twisted **s on Rashomon looked as if they were mocking the Yakshas.

For so long, Yaksha and Prajna barely slept much.

Only occasionally when I can't hold on can I close my eyes. But even so, they still kneel, because they know that if they want to do something, they have to be sincere.

"Best Friends ......"

There seemed to be a small sound coming from Rashomon, which was even more subtle than the rustle of leaves.

"Lord Nashatra, did you hear anything?"

Raven Tengu asked suddenly.

"No, what's wrong?"

Yaksha's voice was a little cold, after all, the Raven Tengu was just an R-class little youkai.

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......, maybe I misheard......"

Raven Tengu looked at Yaksha and said with some fear.

Raven Tengu has always been afraid of Yaksha, and of course, the same is true for Prajna.

After all, when they are in a bad mood, they will eat even their own men.

Yaksha didn't continue to speak, nor did he show a hint of emotion.

Although he vaguely heard a sound just now, he was not sure whether the sound was really heard by himself, or if it was just an auditory hallucination of his own.

Therefore, at this time, the Raven Tengu only knelt quietly, and did not dare to continue to talk about hearing the voice.

Once again, the Suzaku Forest is silent.

At this moment, the wine swallowing boy was sitting on the branch of a maple tree more than a thousand meters away from Rashomon.

"Maple leaves, sure enough, the season is the most beautiful."

The wine-swallowing boy drank quietly, and at this moment, he had not yet discovered Rashomon, nor had he found Yaksha and Prajna.

If he finds out, the drunken boy will leave here.

After all, he said to Yaksha and Pranya before that he had let go of the hatred between humans and ghosts, and it was just because the drunken boy didn't want the few monsters left behind in the great rivers and mountains to die because of revenge.

Ghost King, it's him!

Revenge, naturally, should also be him!

……

"Best Friends ......"

When the sound came from Rashomon again, Yaksha and Prajna all heard it.

Although from this subtle voice, it is impossible to hear whose voice it is.

However, these two words are still heard clearly!

Best friend is what Ibaraki Boy uses to call the Wine Swallowing Boy, and only he can call the Wine Swallowing Boy like that.

"Ibaraki-sama, can you hear me?"

Yaksha shouted.

The sound coming from Rashomon clearly gave Yaksha hope.

They have been kneeling here for so long.

Now that he finally got a hint of response, not only the Yakshas, but also the Prajna, the Raventengu, and the Daughter of the Ugly Time were all very excited right now.

Although that response, it seems, was not directed at them, what does it matter?

"Ibaraki-sama, since you've woken up, please come out."

Yaksha looked at Rashomon and said tremblingly.

Excitement, it's an irrepressible feeling, it's a feeling that's more wonderful than being happy

"Yaksha, look......"

At this moment, Prajna, who had lost his physical body, had become a translucent living soul state, floating and mid-air all the time, so that he could no longer maintain his kneeling posture.

Prajna's gaze looked at Rashomon stupidly, as if he had seen something strange.

Yaksha also looked over.

The hideous patterns on the Rashomon Gate began to slowly squirm, and those patterns were supposed to depict scenes from hell.

Desperate, miserable, suffocating......

But at this moment, those things really appeared in front of the Yaksha and Prajna, as if the evil spirits of hell were about to descend on the earth.

"Ah, Ibaraki-sama, did you finally hear our call?"

"It's wonderful......"

"Great!"

"Is it finally coming out?!"

At this time, Yaksha, Prajna, Raven Tengu, and the Daughter of the Ugly Time all looked at Rashomon with obsessive expressions.

The images of evil spirits that represent xie e and darkness are revived and slowly squirmed in Rashomon, and they will eventually crawl out of Rashomon and come to this world full of sin.

And more than a thousand years ago, the hatred of the great rivers and mountains will also pour out from their hearts.

"Whew......"

A thin, withered hand stretched out from the Rashomon, and when the hand touched the grass on the ground, the grass swayed lightly a few times. This has proved that what is coming out now is not a phantom.

"Whew......"

"Whew......"

The withered hand moved on the ground, gradually moving forward...... Gradually moving forward......

And in Rashomon, the body of this little ghost also slowly emerged.

It's a skinny-looking ghost.

Even more than humans who endured starvation to death, there were also thin and small, and there was not a trace of flesh on their bodies.

Some are just black skin, wrapped in angular bones.

The ghost was shaking on the ground like a calf that had just been born, and the joints of its whole body were like this, as if it wanted to stand up, but it couldn't.

"...... this?"

Looking at the black imp trembling on the ground, Prajna couldn't help but step back a little.

The imp's skin is pitch black, and it looks like it has a slimy feel.

It's like a corpse that has been rotting for a long time, pierced through its skin, and corpse water that flows out. Prajna just felt that this little ghost was a little disgusting......

The imp who crawled out was not clothed.

But it probably didn't care about that, and at this time, it was still holding the ground with its two thin arms, trying to stand up, but it didn't succeed yet.

"This is supposed to be the ghost of a human who died near Rashomon.

Rashomon, as a city gate at the southern end of Heiankyo, is peaceful and stable with imperial power inside, while outside is desolate, and life is thinner than paper.

The wilderness outside Rashomon is used as a mass grave for disposing of corpses, so there are many resentful spirits in the vicinity of Rashomon, probably just one of them. ”

Yaksha explained.

For Rashomon, in fact, Prajna is also very clear, after all, the body of Prajna, the Rokujo Imperial Resting House, lived in that era, but at that time, she was just a widow living in Rokujo-in and rarely going out.

Graceful and luxurious, the literary style is a must.

It's a pity that in this life, I met the son of Genji, who has countless peach blossoms......

"Woo...... Whew......"

The hideous and twisted human bodies in Rashomon began to writhe.

One imp after another crawled out of Rashomon.

Big-bellied ghosts.

Headless ghosts.

The ghost whose intestines are dragging on the ground......

When these little ghosts came out, they all looked around, and those who couldn't stand up crawled on the ground.

Those who can stand up are only walking slowly with a confused face.

At the moment, they have no idea what era and place they are in.

The Yaksha and Prajna didn't care about the imps.

After all, these imps seem to be just ordinary ghosts.

All they are concerned about at the moment is the monster that is about to come out.

The Ghost of Rashomon.

Ibaraki boy!

……

Suzaku Forest.

Tanaka Muyu held Wei Aya tightly in his arms, and he had already opened the bottle of lethal medicine.

The reason why I came to the Suzaku Forest was just to find Prajna.

The demon that represents jealousy and resentment.

Wei Aya has never resented or jealous in her life, or rather, has never expressed her resentment and jealousy.

After all, she is just a woman who wants everyone around her to live a stable and peaceful life.

From the beginning of concealing Tanaka Muyu's violations, she has already chosen forbearance.

It's just that the resentment accumulated by this forbearance was no longer able to vent when the two children died.

The humble is like an ant, even if it is dead, it is silent......

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise in the forest, and Tanaka Muyu looked towards the place where the sound was made, only to see a huge black gas shrouded in the sky above the forest.

"Are there any youkai?"

Tanaka Muyu took his gaze back and gently stroked the cheek of Wei Aya in his arms.

The corpse was already faintly stenching, and it was impossible to wait any longer.

Tanaka Muyu drank the medicine in the bottle in one go.

A dull pain in my stomach began......

Tanaka Muyu didn't speak, and he didn't know what to say, just quietly waited for death to come.

"Woo...... Whew......"

In the dark forest, there were some noisy sounds, as if countless beasts were whimpering in low voices.

"Hallucinations before death?"

Tanaka Muyu curled up on the ground, his body was extremely twisted, and he could have quietly hugged Wei Aya and died in a more elegant posture.

As a result, the severe pain before his death still prevented him from doing this.

"Whew......"

"It seems to smell something, it's so fragrant......"

"yes, what's the smell......"

"Let's go over and see."

"Let's take a look."

A group of strangely shaped imps pushed aside the giant ferns and poked their heads out of it.

"Someone."

"It's two people......"

"I'm so hungry, I want to eat."

"Wow, I want to eat ......"

The little ghosts walked slowly towards Tanaka Muyu and Wei Aya, and the little ghosts seemed very cautious, probably because they had just come to the present world and were still very new to this world, so they were relatively timid.

"Lord Ibaraki, there are two people in front of you, do you want to take a look?"

The voice of the Yaksha rang out.

"Hmm."

A somewhat high-pitched voice replied.

If it weren't for the severe pain like stomach cramps, Tanaka Muyu might have thought that he had entered hell at this time.

Tanaka barely lifted his head a little, and his gaze moved up a height from the low grass.

The first thing that catches your eye is a tall and mighty man.

No.

Monster......

Red horns, severed arms, ghost hands, long silver hair, golden demon eyes......

And behind this man, there are four equally strange youkai standing.

Cyan-skinned yakshas.

Prajna in the translucent soul state.

A winged raven.

The daughter of the ugly time with the straw man on her back.

These monsters, Tanaka Muyu has never seen them, but Tanaka Muyu's eyes fell on Hanruo's body, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Finally...... Did you find it? ”

Tanaka Muyu looked at Hanya and said slowly.

"Woo...... Whew......"

At this time, those little ghosts had completely surrounded Tanaka Muyu and Wei Aya.

A huge number of imps, although they look scary.

However, now that Tanaka Muyu is also dying, he is not so afraid.

"Ibaraki-sama, can you ......give me that woman's body?"

Hannya, who was standing behind the Ibaraki boy, asked respectfully.

She's been away from her body for too long.

This state is not very good, because in the state of the living soul, Prajna needs to control himself at all times.

Otherwise, it may float away at any time......

"Hmm."

Ibaraki replied.

Ibaraki's eyes have been looking at it all the time, and he has been looking for something since he came out of Rashomon.

Pranya floated towards Wei Aya, and then drilled into Wei Aya's body, and the soul and ** became one.

Wei Aya slowly stood up......

"Ah, Wei Aya!"

Tanaka Muyu looked at Wei Aya who stood up, his eyes were full of incredulity.

Soon, though, the unbelievable turned into relief.

"It's good to live ......"

The Ibaraki boy did not stop here, but walked briskly forward.

Yaksha and Prajna also hurriedly followed.

The group of ghosts behind him looked at the smiling Tanaka Muyu and couldn't stop holding back their saliva......

"Ate him."

"Ate him."

The group of ghosts rushed up, and the figure of Tanaka Muyu was completely covered by the black oppressive group of ghosts.

Crunch!

It's the sound of chewing bones.

Puff puff!

It's the sound of flesh tearing.

Walk and walk!

It's the sound that sucks the eyes out.

"What the hell are you looking for?"

Yaksha quickly followed the Ibaraki boy and asked him suspiciously.

When the Ibaraki boy came out of Rashomon, he had always been like this, always looking for something.

"Drunken Boy, my dear friend, he's around here!"

Ibaraki said as he walked.

The Ibaraki boy was very anxious and excited, which made Yaksha a little afraid to say that the drunken boy had let go of the hatred of the great rivers and mountains, and now it had nothing to do with them. Baidu take a look at the latest chapter of "Onmyoji's Style God Don't Cry Jiezhong Literature" for free reading for the first time.