The sun sets, and the afterglow reflects the sunset in the west.

It's dusk again, and it's time for demons.

The outer city is gradually becoming sparsely populated.

Even in the bustling city of Kyoto, there are times when it is nightfall.

Before nightfall, it is Kyoto of mankind.

After dark, it is Kyoto of youkai.

Even though there are two layers of inner and outer barriers, it still can't completely eliminate people's fear of monsters.

Early, I closed the door,

At dusk, there are almost no people on the entire street.

According to ancient legends, the difference between dusk and dusk is the time of the devil.

When you go out at this time, most of them will disappear, and the world calls it "Shen Yin".

In fact, most of them were just eaten by the youkai who started to move.

Da-da-da.

Walking on the official road, the official road paved with cobblestones and sand is much more comfortable than the muddy folk road.

Even the aristocracy generally did not dare to go out after dusk.

A few civilians in cloth clothes, cautiously walking on the road.

The surrounding houses and shops are all closed, and there is not a single pedestrian.

The cold wind blew, rolling up a strip of cloth tied to the front of the liquor store on the side of the road.

It's not yet autumn, and it's full of gloom.

Apparently less than an hour ago, there were still some figures here.

Passing through an intersection, there was a large tree that was about two people tall.

As a few people passed, a figure suddenly appeared from behind the tree.

"Roar—"

After a strange roar, it instantly swelled into a huge mass, bent over, shoulders at the level of the roof, eyes the size of brass bells, bony skeletons, and arms twisted like dead trees.

"It's to see the more you enter the way!"

"Great, it's a pathway demon!"

Seeing the appearance of the scary monster, several people were not surprised.

"Kill it, and the mission is done!"

Immediately, he drew the bow and arrow and long knife he was carrying behind his back.

"Kill!"

The man at the head had the courage to clench the hilt of his sword with both hands, and with one lunge, he slashed at the ankle of the huge monster.

"Boom-"

There was a dull sound, as if striking on a heavy bronze bell.

The surprise strike didn't work.

The enraged Mitsu Irimichi's eyes widened, and he was about to reach out and grab it.

But he was shot through the chest and abdomen by two arrows that flashed with strong spiritual light, fell backwards, and hit the wall.

The face of the leader remained unchanged, and he quickly recited:

"The Heavenly Canopy Saint Monarch is here!"

The incantation was pronounced, and a flash of fire burst out on the surface of the knife, burning to form the glyphs of the spell.

At the same time, he used all his strength to make a stroke.

The mana-blessed knife cut off two calves as if it had cut into the sand.

The next moment, the flame with the magic power, rubbed it, and the neat break of Zizheng burned, turning the behemoth of the size of the room into a torch.

"Ahh

Terrifying screams unimaginable to ordinary people resounded through the streets.

"Let's go!"

When the man at the head heard this voice, his face changed greatly.

The monster's dying movement was too great.

It's likely to attract other yokai.

"What did you say?"

Several of his companions could only see his open and closed lips, but they could not hear any sound.

Just subconsciously shouted.

But they were all drowned in the terrible screams of Jianyue entering the road.

It's too late to explain! Come on!

The leader has one in each hand, and he runs away with the people.

Then everyone followed.

After running two blocks in a row, they came to a stop under a storefront.

When I got here, I saw that the sound of Yue Irito had stopped, and I didn't know if he had been burned to death.

However, if you want to see a miscellaneous fish monster that only jumps out of a wall or behind a big tree, it should be burned to death.

"Lao Li, why did you run suddenly?"

"It's too loud."

The man in the lead checked the equipment he was carrying and said without looking back.

"yes, it might attract wandering youkai."

Another middle-aged man suddenly realized.

"Don't be poor, check the task quickly."

[Mission: Time of the Demon (Group Mission).] 】

[Description: There is a flaw in the Kyoto Great Enchantment, and some weak yokai have broken into it, please hunt them when you encounter demons.] 】

[Time limit: seven days.] 】

[Reward: Yin-Yang Liao referral letter (you can get the identity of Yin-Yang Sheng, and audit the course of Yin-Yang Arts.】 】

[Progress: 1/50.] 】

[Note: There is a great danger in the current mission, and you will be granted permission to receive the necessary supporting equipment, limited to one piece per person.] 】

"Alright, one!"

Several of them were smiling happily.

"Through this mission, we have the opportunity to enter the Yin Yang Liao."

"I've inquired a long time ago, the Yinyangliao is the place where onmyoji is trained, and the official onmyoji are all equivalent to the aristocratic class."

"As long as we have this letter of recommendation, we will be quasi-onmyoji, and we will no longer be civilians who can be bullied by anyone."

Between the words, the middle-aged man was a little sad.

If you don't come here in person, you don't know how rare it will be in the future.

It was a time when classes were clearly divided, and the lives and deaths of civilians were insignificant.

Once a noble person is angered, it is okay to be killed in the street, even if it is a soldier patrolling the city, he will be fined a small amount of money at most.

If you don't have any status, you have to keep your head down everywhere in Kyoto, and you can't enter many places, and you can't even buy some goods.

It's just that after a while, they are all holding their breath.

"Quick, quick, don't be stunned!"

"Seven days, 50 youkai, only a few hours of dusk every day, we don't have time to waste!"

After hastily packing up their equipment, the group continued to wander the streets and alleys of Kyoto, remote paths, abandoned courtyards, and other places where youkai might appear.

At the same time, there are more and more teams of three or five people active all over Kyoto.

In a simple and cramped house, Kudo Shinichi and Hattori Heiji sit cross-legged across from each other, with a low wooden table in the middle and a few side dishes on it.

The skylight on the roof opened, and a dim orange glow shone brightly, bringing a little light to the interior.

The interior is very simple, only a wooden bed, a coffee table, and two stools.

"Goo-goo-goo-goo······"

The small pot on the shelf rattled.

"The water is boiling."

Lift the lid of the pot and the white gas rises.

Hattori Heiji poured a large pile of chopped vegetables into it and stewed it all the way.

"Is this really delicious?"

Kudo Shinichi dozed off helplessly.

"Hattori, is your craft good?"

"Hey, Kudo, you have to trust me, at least the food can be cooked and eaten."

Cover the pot and sit back in his seat, Hattori Heiji was about to say something, and suddenly the room went dark.

The two subconsciously looked up.

On the skylight, an ugly, twisted and terrible face was attached to the skylight, its pitch-black claws clutching the wooden frame, the monster's nose moving slightly, Hasselblad sniffing something.

The eyes of a beast narrowed in intoxication.

"Hey, this is a mole cricket, right?"

With cold sweat hanging on his forehead, the corners of his mouth trembling, and smiling stiffly, Kudo Shinichi whispered quietly.

"That's right, it's a mourning god who will lie on the skylight of the old house and peek, and it will make the people in the house sick, and it's an ominous monster!"

Hattori Heiji also smiled wryly, and the two glanced at each other.

"What are we going to do?"

Kudo Shini's hands and feet are cold.

This was the first time he had seen such a real monster, so what could he do?

It should be said that the three views he has cultivated since childhood have been shattered and are being reshaped.

"I can't help it, I didn't want to take on such a dangerous mission."

After waiting a little longer, the monster still didn't leave.

"Knock-"

"Box-"

The mole cricket began to grasp the rotten planks of the wooden window and began to sway up and down.

Dust and cobwebs kept falling from above, and Hattori Heiji saw the "big meal" he bought for fifteen yuan, and the dust fell, and his eyes were almost red!

You must know that at this time, the purchasing power of Datang copper coins is quite high.

Fifteen wen is enough to exchange for two or three big hens, or hundreds of catties of rice.

If it weren't for the hospitality of Kudo, I wouldn't have been willing to spend it myself!

"You forced me!"

"That's the money I earned by cutting down three wild warriors!"

Roaring angrily, Hattori Heiji erupted.

"Pingji, calm down!"

However, this could not stop Hattori Heiji, who was already furious.

Task pick-up.

In the next moment, sparks flashed in the air, and a small repeater with a ghostly light appeared in his hand.

Whoosh –

The sound of breaking the air sounded.

Arrows with magic attached to them, like cold stars, nailed into the monster's body.

Then, the cold air filled, and the monster froze on the roof.

When the wind blows, it turns into a cloud of ice slag.

There was a crackling, and the ice slag fell in a stagger, covering the two of them.

The cooked dishes on the table are all buried in the iceberg.

The charcoal stove and cauldron on the side are also covered with ice slag.

From here, the room has a thick layer of ice.

"My—dinner—"

The heart-wrenching cry resounded in the sky, startling a burst of birds.