Chapter Twenty-Three: The Destroyed Fujiwara Family

"I didn't expect that I was in a coma for half a year, I don't know what happened to my sisters, I have a sense of foreboding." As soon as Ashmida left the Sunflower Field, he began to run wildly through the forest, tearing off the bandages from his body as he ran.

At this moment, Ashamida was very uneasy, and his sixth sense told him that something was likely to happen to Meihong and Bubi. As soon as he ran out of the sunflower field, he tried his best to perceive the bracelet worn by Meihong and wanted to know the current situation of Meihong, but at this moment, he couldn't feel the connection between the bracelet on Meihong's body and him, and he couldn't feel the breath of Meihong, and the most important thing was that on the side of Kyoto, Ashmida felt that there was a lot of resentment, just like after the massacre, the people who died in vain were unwilling to step into reincarnation, wandering in the place of death day and night, resentful, and wandering.

"What the hell is going on in Kyoto?!" As soon as Ashmida ran out of the forest, he launched a teleportation, and after a dazzling flash of golden light, Ashmida instantly appeared in the sky over Kyoto, and he was shocked to find that the Fujiwara Mansion, which originally covered a huge area, had all become ruins, and Kyoto was almost destroyed, leaving only a few places such as the Imperial Palace that were well preserved.

"What's going on?! Sister Red!! Not waiting! Ashmida was shocked by the situation in front of him, he floated down from the air in a little panic, and kept rummaging through the ruins of the Fujiwara Mansion, at this moment he was already six gods and no master, and his mind was full of the safety of Mei Hong, well, it was incidental to wait.

"No, this ruin looks like it's been around for a while." Ashmida rummaged in a panic for about ten minutes before calming down, he found that the destroyed houses of the Fujiwara family, looking at the traces, were at least a few months ago, and Ashmida also knew that it was useless to come looking for them at this moment, and the survivors were either dead or left. In the ruins at this moment, there are only the dead.

"Now we have to know what is really going on in Kyoto." After Ashmida calmed down, he began to think about where to start to find the whole story, and then look for news from Meihong.

"Ugh." Ashmida looked at the souls floating on the ruins, and sighed slightly, these souls are the lowest, unintelligent ghosts, because of the resentment of not being willing to die, they will only wander day and night in the place where they died, and after accumulation of time, it is possible to have spiritual wisdom, so as to evolve into a higher level of existence, but now there is no useful information from them.

"Unequal............... "Unequal" Ashmida is the unequal soul in front of him, and at this moment, he no longer has the graceful demeanor of his life, like a madman, his face is floating in the world. Although Ashmida was very sad about the appearance of Bubi at this moment, Ashmida also learned a good news, he did not find Mei Hong's soul here, only found Bu Bu Wait, which means that Mei Hong is not dead!

"Nam no Amitaba Night, Dortagada Night, Dori Night, Amirida Buddha, Amiri Dora ..............." Ashmida can't bear to wait for such a painful life in the world, and he feels that if these souls wander in the world, something will happen sooner or later, and he has been in the Fujiwara family for so many years, there are many people he knows, and there are many students he has taught, in the sense of reason, in public and private, Ashmida will not let these souls wander in the world in such a confused way, He recites the mantra for the souls of the dead, so that they can step into samsara.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and that's all the old man has done for you." Ashmida clasped his hands together and pronounced a Buddha name, sensing that the souls of the dead had stepped into the six realms of reincarnation one by one with his mantra of death, and said with some sadness.

"Ashmida." Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared in Ashmida's ear.

"Don't wait?! Have you recovered your senses......" As soon as Ashamida heard it, he knew who the owner of this voice was, and it was Fujiwara Bubi. At this moment, Bubi has regained his senses, and his soul has also changed into the appearance of a graceful minister who usually wears a black hunting robe.

"Yes, Ashmida, I'm already about to step into reincarnation, before I reincarnate, I ask you to find Kaguyahime, and give her the Penglai jade branch, tell her, I, Fujiwara Bubi and others have always loved her, although because of her relationship, the Fujiwara family ruined miรจ, but I don't blame her, please don't blame her, finally, fall in love with Kaguyahime, I, have no regrets." It's not like waiting for Kaguya to be infatuated at the moment.,Poor man,Knowing that Kaguya will never fall in love with him.,But still fall in love with Kaguya like a moth to a fire.,And in the family was still ruined because of her.,Himself was innocently killed.,But still infatuated with Kaguya-hime.ใ€‚ Really, stupid man.

"Please, old friend."

"Wait! Sister Red! How's the sister red!? "The soul of the unequal flickered, it was a sign of entering the underworld, and Ashmida anxiously asked about the trace of Mei Hong, but Ashmida had not finished speaking, and it dissipated without waiting.

Ashmida was silent about this for a long time, and I don't know how long it took for Ashmida to speak up.

"Purple, I know you're here." Ashmida suddenly faintly called Yakumo's name.

"Ahh Well, the figure is still so good. As soon as Ashmida's words fell, a crack immediately cracked in the space in front of him, and Yakumo Murasaki, who was wearing a dress and holding a parasol, walked out of it. Yakumo Zi looked at the whole body wearing a pair of fighting shorts, a figure like a marble carving, streamlined muscles all over the body, and the white and red skin was more eye-catching in the air, facing the body that is simply the biggest temptation for women, Yakumo Zi said with a smile.

"Murasaki, you know what's going on in Kyoto, right?" Ashmida's face sank like water at the moment, and his body was full of a terrifying sense of oppression, and Yakumo Zi felt that his body movements couldn't help but stagnate. So strong, he has become stronger, Yakumo Zi had some complicated thoughts in his heart.

"Well, I know some, but it's not very detailed." Yakumo Zi didn't care about Ashmida's rudeness at the moment, she knew that Ashmida had poured all his energy and care into Mei Hong's disciple, and at this moment Sister Hong didn't know whether she was alive or dead, Yayun Zi also understood Ashmida's emotions at the moment, she nodded lightly.

"It seems that a messenger from the moon came down to take Kaguyahime, saying that Kaguya is the princess of the moon, and that she should be welcomed back to the moon. But Kaguya disappeared, so the moon messenger destroyed the Fujiwara family where Kaguya lived in a fit of rage, and moved his anger to Kyoto, destroying most of Kyoto. That's all I know. Yakumo Purple slowly said the news she knew.

"Moon?!" Ashmida groaned for a while, and then asked in a deep voice to Yakumo Zi, "How is that sister Hong?" Why can't I feel the breath of my sister red?! As he spoke, Ashmida clenched his fists, his nails sinking into his flesh, blood slowly dripping from the wound to the ground.

"Don't worry. Your little sister Hong must be fine, haven't you found her soul here? Yakumo Zi took out a handkerchief, picked up Ashmida's clenched fist, and forcefully spread the fist, then bandaged Ashmida's wound and comforted him softly.

"Purple! Do you have a clue? Ashmida grabbed Yakumo Purple's soft wattle with his backhand and asked with some eagerness.

"No, that's all I know, and at that time, I ............ Still sleeping. Yakumo Zi looked at Ashmida holding her hand tightly, and wanted to pull it out but found that Ashmida held it very tightly, and it didn't matter if she couldn't pull it out after a few draws, she said helplessly. When he said that he was still sleeping at that time, he turned his head with a little blush.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆ You really like to sleep. Ashmida let go of Yakumo Zi's hand with some tears and laughter, and then Ashmida straightened his expression and said to Yakumo Purple sincerely: "Thank you, Purple, at least I know now that Meihong is not dead, she is still alive, this is the best news for me now." โ€

"So, Ada, where have you been all these years? Did you really find Penglai Yuzhi? Yakumo Zi blushed, Ashmida's expression at the moment was too lethal, in order to hide his shyness, Yakumo Zi opened the folding fan to cover his face, and began to change the topic. However, Yakumo Purple is indeed very curious, where has Ashmida been in the past few years?

"No, after a few months at sea, I was blown back to Dongying by a storm, and then I fought with a person in Dongying for a whole year, and then I was defeated and fell into a coma for half a year, and I only woke up not long ago," Ashmida said very briefly about his experience over the years.

"Huh?! Someone can beat you into a coma for half a year? Yakumo Zi closed the small fan with some surprise and asked.

"Well, a very strong person, although if I fight many enemies, it may turn into a thousand-day war, but this is the first time I have fought for so long." Ashmida nodded with emotion, and then added, "Her name is Kazami Yuka. โ€

"What?! The Lord of the Four Seasons Flowers? That tyrant of flowers? Yakumo Zi was so shocked that she didn't even react to the folding fan in her hand, she knew the name Kazami Yuka, and she also fought with Kazami Yuka, if it weren't for her ability to be too weird, I was afraid that she would have died at the hands of Kazami Yuka. Yakumo Zi never thought that Ashmida had been fighting with Kazami Yuka for all the years since he disappeared, and it had been a continuous battle for a year!

"Well, that's what she calls herself." Ashmida nodded calmly.

"Oh my God, you actually fought with that tyrant Kazami Yuka, and it took a year to fight, and in the end you didn't have anything to do!" Yakumo Zi held her forehead with a headache.

"Yuxiang actually just likes flowers too much, and likes to fight with the strong." Feeling Yakumo's helpless action of holding his forehead, Ashmida said with some amusement

"Huo~~Youxiang~~ It seems that Ada, you are very familiar with Fengjian Youxiang." Yakumo Zi listened to Ashmida's direct call by Kazami Yuka's name, and immediately felt a QJ from inside, she leaned close to Ashmida into Ashmida's arms, lifted Ashmida's chin and teased.

"Okay, I just made a promise with Yuxiang that I would fight her again in ten years. The most important thing now is to find Mei Hong. Ashmida didn't bother to care about Yakumo Zi's flirtation, he said lightly what he planned to do now: "Sister Hong must be in Dongying, I don't believe that I can't find Mei Hong after stepping through Dongying." Purple, if you have any news, please let me know. โ€

"You're starting now?" Yakumo Zi pulled out of Ashmida's arms and looked at Ashmida sternly.

"Hmm." Ashmida nodded firmly.

"Then you must at least get dressed." Yakumo Zi pointed to Ashmida's body in embarrassment, and said helplessly: "Could it be that you plan to dress like this on the road?" โ€

"Huh?!" Only then did Ashmida remember that he now had a pair of fighting shorts all over his body, his face turned red, and he said to Yakumo Purple with some embarrassment: "Purple, can you help me get a few clothes?" โ€

"You~~" Yakumo Zi helplessly supported his forehead, waved his hand, opened a gap, and angrily pouted at Ashimida: "Come with me." โ€

"Thanks, Purple." Ashmida was a little embarrassed and followed Yakumo Zi into the gap, and after the gap closed, only the cold wind slowly blew, staring at the ruins of the once prosperous Fujiwara family.