The sunset burned out, and the remnant sun was like blood.

In the twilight, the aged Ishida Ichiro looked more and more dull, and just a few slight coughs made his entire back slump.

The old man stood in front of a log structure at No. 95 outside the Kyoto Imperial Palace, carefully surveying the little-known building.

"This is it!"

The old man looked at the gold lacquer plaque of "Hook Xuan Pavilion" above his head, shining with golden light in the twilight, which was very eye-catching. What is even more eye-catching is a couplet like a silver hook painted on the wooden pillars on both sides of the gate:

Jingfu is the text, the hook is the secret of hunting, and the ancient text is the town of Yingzhou;

Observing the sky, weaving warp and weaving, the river Tuluo book is safe in the world.

"Zhen Yingzhou, peace in the world?" Ishida Ichiro shook his head and frowned: "Hey! What a big breath! Even the great priest of the shrine and the great onmyoji of the Yin-Yang Liao would never dare to boast so arrogantly......! It seems that this old guy Tsukamoto is really old and confused, and he would recommend me to try my luck in such a ghost place?"

He is the chief Onmyoji of Kyoto's Onmyo-ryo and has been in charge of guarding Kyoto.

Some time ago, the filthy earth and the netherworld didn't know what had happened, so that the ghost gates were opened all over the four islands of Yingzhou, and countless filthy earth evil spirits and ghostly things escaped from the ghost gate and raged in all directions.

Half a month ago, in the process of sealing the ghost gate, he was accidentally hit hard, hurting the Onmyoji origin in his body.

In the past few days, he has visited all the top healers and doctors on the four islands of Yingzhou, but everyone is helpless against his injuries.

Two days ago, he had already made a will and was ready to do something for himself!

Unexpectedly, after the visiting Fushimi Inari Taisha Tsukamoto Grand Priest saw his injury, he strongly recommended this "Hook Xuan Pavilion" to him, and said that this Hook Xuan Pavilion is full of mysterious powers, and the owner of the pavilion, Tang Zeqian, is even more mysterious, and maybe he can heal his injuries, so I strongly recommend him to come and try it.

Ishida Ichiro thought: Try it, just try it, it's great to die on the spot.

So, here he is!

- But the moment he saw the couplet, the old man regretted it a little!

"Forget it! If you come here, you will be safe! Let's go in and see what kind of person is the old thing who is highly respected by Tsukamoto!"

Ichiro Ishida slowly pushed open the door of the "Gogenkan".

As soon as he stepped through the door, he felt an indescribable coolness coming from all directions, enveloping him.

It was like being scorched by the dog day for a few hours, and suddenly walking into the air-conditioned room, and that wonderful feeling almost didn't make him snort on the spot.

Ishida Ichiro was greatly surprised: There is indeed a mysterious power here that is completely different from the aura outside! Could it be that this hall owner of the Hook Xuan Pavilion is actually an enchantment master?

"Welcome to the Gogenkan!"

An elegant voice like a violin suddenly sounded not far away.

Ishida Ichiro looked up and couldn't help but be slightly stunned: he saw a young and handsome young man looking at him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was like a warm morning light, which made people involuntarily feel a little good.

"Presumably you are the owner of the pavilion, Ken-kun Karazawa, right? My name is Ichiro Ishida, and I was introduced by the Grand Priest Tsukamoto of the Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine!"

In fact, the old man was very surprised in his heart, if the other party hadn't spoken first, he hadn't noticed this young man all along?

Is it because he was seriously injured and dying, and his spiritual sense has declined, or is it because some special barrier in this Hook Xuan Pavilion has blocked his spiritual perception?

"It's Mr. Ishida, please sit down and have a cup of tea first!"

"Thank you!"

When the old man looked at Tang Zeqian silently, Tang Zeqian was also looking at the old man in front of him.

Tang Zeqian was originally an eighteenth-tier actor on a short video platform in China, with few announcements and a meager income.

But three months ago, I didn't know how to hit the big luck, and learned that I also had a distant cousin in Yingzhou, and after the cousin passed away, he left him a lot of inheritance.

So he came to Kyoto from China and inherited the inheritance of the "Hook Xuan Pavilion" left by this distant cousin he had never met.

In the past few months, in order to try to sell the feng shui ornaments and decorations in the "Hook Xuan Pavilion", he had to work hard to read the information about the five techniques of the Xuanmen "Mountain Doctor's Fortune Divination" left by his cousin in the Hook Xuan Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, looking at it, he actually thought that this mysterious culture was very interesting, so he took the information and taught himself.

However, after all, there is no guidance from a famous teacher, and learning is still at the stage of "skin appearance", and he is still a rookie.

On the contrary, his clumsy acting skills of "pretending to be and not moving the eight winds" have made a great breakthrough.

These days, with good acting skills and eloquence, I also sell some expensive feng shui ornaments.

The Tsukamoto Grand Priest that Ishida Ichiro mentioned just now is an old customer who has come to take care of business several times.

At this moment, the last rays of orange-red sunset through the hollowed-out wooden window were reflected on Ichiro Ishida's back, projecting the entire outline of the old man on the ground.

Tang Zeqian saw from the shadows on the ground that the old man's hand hidden in his sleeve seemed to be trembling slightly.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised—because on the surface, the old man seemed to be in good shape, with sharp eyes and a red glow...... I didn't expect that my body was actually so bad, what a pitiful!

Thinking of this, Tang Zeqian's gaze couldn't help but become softer: "Old Mr. Ishida, in fact, you don't need to endure it! Although on the surface, your state is not bad, but that is just the result of your own forcible control, in my place, there is no need to be so ......."

Ishida Ichiro couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, his pupils shrinking.

The young man on the opposite side didn't even have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, no matter how he looked at it, he was just an ordinary person, but before he could speak, he could see at a glance that he had a secret wound on his body, and he was completely relying on forcible suppression to maintain his apparent calmness?

It seems that this young man still has some real material, no wonder the old fox mound would have tried his best to recommend him.

Tang Zeqian saw that the old man did not refute, so he knew that he had guessed correctly, and he was overjoyed in his heart: It seems that there is another opportunity to sell a few more feng shui ornaments that have changed luck today!

So, he cleared his throat and continued: "The old gentleman's life is wood, once it is ignited by the false fire, it seems to be a little more prosperous, but when the fire is the most vigorous, it is often the time when the wood is about to burn out. ”

Ishida Ichiro couldn't help frowning, and said in his heart: The wood will burn out...... Could it be that I have really reached the end of the day! The Yin Poisonous Ghost Fire in this filthy earth and the Netherworld is indeed very evil, and even the top Onmyoji and Great Priest on the four islands of Yingzhou cannot pull this Yin Poisonous Ghost Fire out of his body.

Tang Zeqian sorted out his thoughts.

He knows very well that the old man is not afraid of death, as long as he brings the topic in this direction, he does not worry about the old man not jumping into the ditch.

Haven't you seen that in the past few decades, unscrupulous profiteers who sell health care products from all walks of life have made a fortune?

"Mr. Ishida, your disease of hypocrisy is a bit special, and the hospital estimates that it will not be able to detect the cause, let alone cure it!"

When Ishida Ichiro heard this, his expression became bitter, he had already lost much hope for his injury, this time he purely listened to the advice of the great priest Tsukamoto, and came with the idea of a dead horse being a dead horse doctor.

"The old gentleman's body seems to be well maintained, but the rise of the false fire has caused the imbalance of yin and yang, presumably the joints of the old gentleman's hands and feet often have a burning sensation as if they were burned by flames, right?"

The elderly, there will always be all kinds of geriatric diseases, combined with the slight trembling of the hand that Ishida Ichiro hid in his sleeve just now, Tang Zeqian judged: The old man either had a slight stroke or was guilty of rheumatoid arthritis.

- Seeing that the old man can sometimes endure and not tremble, it means that it should not be a stroke!

Since it's not a stroke, well, it's definitely rheumatoid arthritis!

- Once rheumatoid arthritis attacks, good guys, the joints of the limbs must be as painful as fire!!

Ishida Ichiro nodded, but his expression was a little surprised.

Tang Zeqian was right, after he was injured by the filthy earth ghost fire, the ghost fire took advantage of the situation to invade his body, and he couldn't get rid of it, so during this time, he felt as if he was being burned by flames every day, which made him miserable.

Even with his strength as a sixth-order Great Onmyoji, sometimes he still couldn't control the joints of his body.

It's just that Ishida Ichiro didn't expect that this young pavilion owner could see at a glance that he was injured by the fire of the filthy earth ghost and hurt the origin of the onmyoji, so that the yin and yang were out of balance......

Not to mention anything else, with this eyesight alone, you can show Tang Zejun's extraordinary!

But why did he deliberately show an ordinary and ordinary appearance?

He even didn't hesitate to use some special means to cover up the fluctuations of spiritual power on his body?

Ishida Ichiro was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: What kind of secret is hidden in this Hook Xuan Pavilion?

Tang Zeqian saw his reaction in his eyes, and knew that he must have guessed correctly—he didn't run away! This old man must have rheumatoid arthritis!