After waiting for a long time, Fujiwara was wearing a blue-brown regular robe, followed by a middle-aged man with gray sideburns.

Fujiwara is not as important as the official, and the person behind him is far inferior.

Hundreds of people on the field bowed down one after another.

In this place, the etiquette is cumbersome, and there is no one who does not kneel when meeting bosses and nobles.

Lin Zhengyang bowed with the public, but he bowed in vain, and never bowed to the end.

When he got up again, he saw that Fujiwara Bubi and the light flame turned by the official qi on his body was suppressed.

"Sure enough, as I thought, in the midst of the scene, Fujiwara is not as good as waiting to be worshiped by me, and he will also have to lose his blessings."

Half of the people present were onmyoji, and many of them were people who practiced face-to-face and inferred fortune, and there was something abnormal at that time, obviously they were all inadvertently noticed.

A few steps to his side, He Mao Guangrong exclaimed even more "ah", and then realized.

Fujiwara glanced at it unhappily, and when he saw that it was a junior of the Kamo family, he didn't have a seizure.

With the increasing power, Fujiwara's power is becoming more and more powerful, and it is impossible to tolerate rudeness on such occasions.

However, several elders of the He Mao family are friendly with him, and the slight misdemeanor of this junior is not easy to deal with.

He knelt at the top of the place, and sat the middle-aged official at the bottom of the hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Ji Jun of the Shao Nayan family, disappeared in Daocheng Temple some time ago, and after several visits, we suspect that it was done by the ghost king of Dajiangshan Wine Swallowing Boy."

"I summoned you here to discuss the crusade against the drunken boy and save Ji Jun."

When he had finished speaking, he sat upright and kept silent.

The young man consciously took a few steps on his knees, stepped forward, and his frost-soaked cheeks were full of grief, and his eyes were full of tears, and he choked up:

"I have no children under my knees, I only have one daughter when I am old, and I am lucky to grow up, but twelve, take care of it, don't bear the pain and injury, I might as well be kidnapped by the ghost king······"

"It's ······· It's ·····."

He finally couldn't help it, hid his face and began to cry.

Really, it was sad to the bones, and it made those who heard it almost want to cry.

Everyone present listened to them and looked at him with pity.

The woman who fell into the hands of the drunken boy, after these days, I am afraid that there is not much chance of being rescued again.

Before that, this young man probably didn't ask for less, but in the end, he actually asked Fujiwara Bubi to wait for the door, which shows that there is really no way······

I don't know what price he paid, so that he could use the power of the Fujiwara family to gather all the Onmyodo families in Kyoto here.

But come to think of it, this price is probably not light.

They are all onmyoji, and they are used to seeing all kinds of tricks and tricks of the noble ministers, and they will not believe it easily.

There is no shortage of people who are hopeful, face-to-face, and proficient in divination, each using their own means to snoop.

Lin Zhengyang also opened his spiritual eyes, and after the achievement of the Dao species, he was already an extraordinary person, and he could see more deeply than before.

Gather mana at the moment, transport it into your eyes, and look at the past.

Originally, a layer of white light enveloped the body, which was official, actually had no color, but according to each person's talent and acquired cultivation method, it would show different colors and forms.

After a breath of attention, the official aura gradually became transparent and faded, and then three flames were seen, one on both shoulders and one on the top of the head.

This is the three fires of Fu Shou Lu.

Not surprisingly, the three fires were extremely weak and dim.

Continuing to gaze, the three fires gradually disappeared, and their spirits could be seen.

The whole body of this spirit is white, but it is thin in some places and omission in others.

In fact, the color you see at this time is not the real color.

This is where his spiritual eye peeks into the soul, and it is imaged with the naked eye, and in order to make it easier to understand, the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple are used, but between heaven and earth, there are not only these seven colors, but the human eye can only see these.

This point, as long as he is still in the physical body, he will inevitably be limited, unless he deduces it, cultivates the immortal body, and enters the earth immortal, then it will be a matter of course, and this eye can recognize more colors.

Or simply use the out-of-body method to directly observe the world with a ghostly body, and then nature will no longer be limited to the body.

Only now, not yet.

Ghost fairy, ghost fairy, although there is a small success, a spirit is not ambiguous, and life and death are broken, but in the end it is still a mortal fetus.

At that moment, countless inspirations flashed in my heart, all of which were rehearsals of the future path, and then I identified the thoughts one by one and collected them all.

For the first time, the spiritual eye was running to the extreme, and Shao Nayan's figure was long gone, only a little white light remained, and many things in the past were like projections of a projector in the dark.

"This is..."

Seeing something unexpected, slightly surprised, Lin Zhengyang glanced at Shao Nayan in the hall, and then looked at Fujiwara Bubi, lowered his head, put his hands in his sleeves, and secretly calculated.

All the onmyoji on the field have some gains, either from their faces, or from their hearts, or they have heard about it earlier.

Immediately, I knew it.

Fujiwara frowned slightly, and said that this gaffe was obviously not what he expected.

But I didn't bother him.

After all, the latter will withdraw from the court after this time, and before leaving, he paid half of his net worth, offered a reward, and wanted to crusade against wine swallowing.

What's more, listening to him crying sadly, he also felt some empathy at this time.

After all, his biological daughter, Mitsuko, is also missing now, and she is also missing in Daocheng Temple.

It is very likely that they will also be taken captive.

However, he has not made a noise, out of consideration for the reputation of the Fujiwara family, he only announced to the public that Mitsuko is sick at home.

When he thought of this, he was a little depressed.

'If it weren't for Mei Hong, how could Guangzi skip school? ’

'If you hadn't skipped school, how could you have no samurai guards by your side?' ’

'Not at all like the daughter of the Fujiwara family······

Thinking of Mei Hong's eldest daughter, he was a little displeased.

All along, he had a very complicated mind about this daughter.

Ignore it, let her fend for herself, and even don't want to see her again.

Mei Hong is the only daughter of him and his first wife.

At that time, Fujiwara's family was in the middle, and he was just a petty official, and naturally his wife couldn't be from a famous family.

She was from a very low background, just a folk woman who didn't even have a surname.

At that time, Mei Hong was his only daughter.

Before, he was actually quite spoiled.

By the time he reaches middle age, he is already the right minister of the two positions, with power leaning towards the government and the opposition, having a second wife, and even several children.

The original wife has long since died depressed.

He felt a little guilty in his heart, because he was really sorry for her.

But he doesn't regret it, because without the help of his second wife, his career would not have been so smooth.

Because of this, after her death, he rarely asked about Meihong, and was even reluctant to see her.

Sister Hong gave birth to Xiao Qi's mother, and when she sees it, she will feel guilty.

Over time, he didn't even bother to discipline his daughter.

This daughter is wild.

This time, I didn't want to give him such a big surprise.

There was a sad cry in his ears, and his eyes were in a trance, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

"When was the last time I heard from Mei Hong? Half a year, or a year ago? ”

For some reason, he seems to have become sentimental today.

"It's been a few days that I haven't paid attention to her·······"

The last impression of this daughter is still when she was five or six years old.

At that time, it had been a few years since her mother died, and her father was planning to remarry.

This was a matter of course, and he gradually became famous at that time, and he was also favored by some nobles.

It just so happened that he had a dead wife and only one daughter, so naturally there was no shortage of people who were willing to marry.

Not to mention······· He is the illegitimate son of the emperor, and there are naturally some of these open and secret cares.

At that time, Mei Hong was not happy, what did she say?

I can't even remember clearly······

"Like, you mean to guard that little courtyard and accompany her mother's tomb?"

I vaguely remember that he seemed to be very angry at that time, and he persuaded her for a long time, but he couldn't persuade her to move out.

"Ha, it's been so long·······"

This daughter, it turned out that at that time, was already unpleasant.

It's just a daughter······

If not, if not········

Suddenly, I thought of his wife who was with him at that time, and I couldn't even remember what she looked like.

I only remember that when she was dying, she held his hand, sad and sad, and her eyes seemed to see through the world.

“······ If you marry someone else, don't treat your sister ······· lightly."

"Good ·······"

"I want you····· Swear ·······"

Her face was like gold paper, her breath was like a gossamer, and she was calling in his ear with all her might.

"I swear, I will never treat my sister lightly!"

"Boom—"

The oath sounded in my ears like thunder.

Fujiwara was shocked in an instant, his body trembled slightly, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

Before he knew it, a wisp of blue and black aura flashed across his face, with an ominous touch.

Lin Zhengyang happened to calculate some details, raised his head, and took Fujiwara's unequal abnormalities into his eyes.

"Fujiwara is not better than waiting, what's going on?"

"I just worshipped me, and I broke a little official, and this was invaded by evil?"

He learned the inside story from the reincarnation, and Fujiwara was not equal to the other, and he also had a daughter who folded in Daocheng Temple.

met today, but it was a reward for the crusade against the wine, and Fujiwara did not mention his own family in half a sentence.

At that time, I felt that it was wrong, so I deliberately used my magic power to check Shao Nayan's fortune.

I just don't want to, it's only been like this, Fujiwara has a blue and black aura on his face, obviously invaded by evil spirits.

Although it was only for a moment, the evil had been entangled for a long time, and it had penetrated deep into the inside, and it could not be easily removed.

If it weren't for the usual official spirit and some divine power to protect it, I'm afraid this evil would have occurred a long time ago.

In this era of nocturnal travel of a hundred ghosts, the ministers of the court, as long as there are officials in the top four, are all listed on the list of gods, and they are "people in the palace" and are supported by divine power.

Official spirit is nothing, it can only be regarded as a kind of luck, and it can't resist demons and monsters, but it can be used as a reference when inferring the future.

Divine power is real protection.

The four ministers of the upper four had the hope of becoming gods after their deaths, and they were allowed to build family shrines.

It is equivalent to having Shinto endorsements, recognized by Amaterasu and Suzhan Mingzun, and is approved by the gods.

As for whether or not he can be canonized, that's another story, at least this title is within the Shinto system.

Therefore, as long as you have this official position, you will have a divine power to protect you.

The reason why Fang Cai's Shao Nayan was able to be spied on by him was actually because the divine power in his body had been weakened, and it seemed that he was about to leave office soon, so he had not been replenished.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't dare do it.

"According to my calculations, Shao Nayan has the possibility of stepping down and breaking his fortune, and it is all because Fujiwara is not comparable, and those seen in the supernatural powers are also very consistent, obviously Shao Nayan made a behind-the-scenes exchange with him in exchange for this crusade."

"Fujiwara has to pay for it and really get it done, so that he can get all the benefits as agreed."

"Half of the reward this time will be paid by Fujiwara Fubi, and the cost of official positions, bounties, fiefdoms, and even sending troops, together with the emperor's will, must be dredged by him."

"It's hard to see the exact deal, but if you want to come to this bounty, you can try to participate······· It's time for me to make a name for myself. ”

"As for Fujiwara, it's not like ······ It's all about evil, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

Looking at the field again, everyone was sitting upright, quietly listening to Shao Nayan's intermittent story, as if no one noticed Fujiwara's unequal abnormality.

"I am willing to give 1,000 taels of gold, 5,000 stones of land, plus seven famous swords, and 12 sets of armor as a reward·······"

"But everyone participates, everyone has a share, the crusade against the wine swallowing boy, the person who contributes the most can get 30%."

Shao Nayan gritted his teeth and continued:

"To save my little daughter, I also gave my family more than 300 rare books of the Tang Kingdom."

The front is okay, after listening to the last sentence, many people on the field are short of breath.

The Tang envoys were sent to copy the unique and rare books from the Tang Dynasty court, a full of 300 volumes, and the value of Dongying at this time was immeasurable.

"These books, I'm going to decide!"

Lin Zhengyang sat up straight, looked around, and faintly saw the cold light in the eyes of many peers.

This is enough to make a Yin Yang Taoist family feel tempted.

Just this one moment made everyone think.