Chapter 9: Onmyoji
There are some things that you only need to touch once, and you may not be able to get rid of them for a lifetime.
When Takeya put on the one-eyed mask again, he sincerely felt a sense of shame, and the soul of the middle two in his heart seemed to show signs of resurgence.
Sure enough, it's the most shameful thing to think this kind of thing is handsome!
"Keep your back straight, look straight ahead, even if you have direct eye contact with others, don't show that you want to escape, don't you look more suspicious when you look like this?"
"It's not as easy as you say."
Yuko and Takeya, who were walking on the road, kept talking in a voice that only the two of them could hear, but it was too awkward to walk on the road with such a shameful look, and Takeya had an indescribable sense of incongruity all over his body.
Yuko walked ahead with her head held high, but Takeya looked a little timid, although he would not show the slightest timidity even in a big scene like the moon war, but there are always exceptions.
I saw that the left and right sides of the road were full of people, and from them, I could clearly feel the large and small degrees of spiritual power, as if they had been rehearsed beforehand, and the crowds were crowded without making a single noise.
Eagerness, admiration, or doubtful eyes rained down on the two of them.
As long as there are enough ants, it is not difficult to bite and kill an elephant, not to mention, Takeya's level is not enough for an elephant at all.
Once the identity of the "monster" is revealed, his ending is terrifying when you think about it.
"Focus, Takeya, the troublesome guy is coming."
"Huh?"
Yuko's reminder brought Takeya's thoughts back to the present, at this moment they were in a strange mansion, and the layout was roughly similar to Yuko's home, so in this way, the big room in front of them should be used to receive guests.
Regarding today's meeting, Yuko also said something to Takeya on the way, that it was the chief of Yinyangliao who wanted to meet her, to be precise, with this generation of people who inherited the name of the western, even though Yuko was a girl.
The Yin-Yang Liao Wu is naturally no stranger, and the Yin-Yang Liao learned from the history books was one of the important institutions of the state at that time, which was subordinate to the Ministry of Central Affairs of the Left Bureau, and was in charge of the observation and judgment of divination, astronomy, time, and calendar, as well as related education.
Of course, after going through so much, Wu Ye no longer had the luxury of hoping that such a normal human three views could be used to judge the current situation.
Sure enough, Yuko clearly told him that the Yin Yang Liao did have functions such as divination, astronomy, and calendars, but these were not the point.
There are four officials in the Yin Yang Liao, which are the chief, the deputy official, the judge and the chief officer, among which the judge and the chief canon are as Wu Ye said, and they are in charge of those daily affairs, but the chief and the deputy official are not.
As the primary and secondary officials who lead the Yin-Yang Liao, the most important job is to train the Onmyoji.
Onmyoji is a kind of sorcerer who holds yin and yang, watches the stars, faces people, measures directions, knows disasters, draws talismans, recites spells, and casts spells.
To put it simply, it is a powerful being in human beings who can control the power of extraordinary consciousness.
And the chief of the Yin-Yang Liao can also be called the head of Yin-Yang, and he is the leader of many Yin-Yang Divisions, so theoretically, only people with both strength and prestige can serve as it.
When he entered the house, he saw the white-haired old man in front of him, and Wu was a little disappointed.
The old face looks like half a foot has been in the ground, and the thin hands can't help but worry that he can't draw the talisman, and his spiritual power can be called majestic, but it is far from being incomparable.
Compared with the sense of oppression that Bayi Yonglin brought to him at the beginning, it was not a little bit worse.
But thinking about it, Wu Ye suddenly felt that he was whimsical, no matter how powerful the Onmyoji was, where could he be compared to the real gods.
And just when Wu Ye was looking at the old man, the other party was also looking at them, of course, his eyes were mainly on Yuko's body, and he only glanced at Wu Ye.
Wu doesn't know, this is all the credit of Yuko putting on a mask for him, a "expressionless" guy can't see the flaw no matter what, if the disappointment that Wu inadvertently revealed just now is seen by the other party, then it will be a big problem.
Just because the leader doesn't care doesn't mean that everyone else will do the same, like the one sitting to the right of the old guy, girl?
Wu wasn't curious about the presence of women here, after all, there was a special existence of a shrine maiden, but the girl sitting there was obviously wearing a costume similar to that of the head of the Onmyoji.
A female onmyoji?
No, wait, this guy isββ!!
"Huh?"
From the eye that the mask revealed, the girl in the seat sensed an extraordinary gaze, and she lifted her wide sleeved robe slightly, frowning as if she was hesitating something.
Seeing the action of the girl raising her hand, Wu Ye's back was suddenly soaked in cold sweat, if he didn't recognize the wrong person, let's not talk about this guy's ghost-like combat effectiveness, let's just say that he will do it with the onmyoji in the Yin-Yang Liao, what kind of fool would do it!
The girl's shoulders moved slightly, and it seemed that something was hidden under the sleeve robe.
Damn it! Could it be a talisman? She's not going to do it now, is she?!
Surprised by the other party's quick decision, Wu also tensed the nerves in his whole body, motionless, staring at the girl stubbornly, as long as the other party moved, he would escape from here as fast as possible.
The girl was made uncomfortable by Wu Ye's overly vigilant gaze, and after thinking about it again and again, she put down her hands in a moment of loss.
Damn, why does this bastard keep staring at me, could it be that he found out that I came in with a smuggling snack?
On this side, Takeya and the girl were competing with their own brains, but Yuko on the other side didn't notice it, because she was stared at by the Yin and Yang chief for a long time and didn't see the other party speak.
Yuko's face is not obvious, but she has already begun to complain in her heart.
Stubbornness is almost the truest portrayal of these old onmyoji, always thinking that one generation is not as good as the next, and always thinking that they are right.
It's not that Yuko is biased, but this Onmyoji chief really thinks like this.
He has held this position for nearly twenty years, during which he has met three Westbound mages, and they are indeed worthy of the name of Westward Travel, and they are also unique figures for a while, but in the face of this Westbound daughter, he can't help but be silent.
In today's increasingly fierce conflict between humans and youkai, war is inevitable, and youkai are powerful, but not invincible.
Unlike the simple logic of the yokai obeying the strong, humans have all kinds of constraints, and without a strong leader, it is absolutely impossible to unite the scattered human beings.
The position of this leader, he had determined a long time ago, was the Westbound Mage.
After two hundred years, the prestige passed down by seventeen generations is definitely very comparable, and if the Westbound Mage is the leader, he will definitely be able to unite all the forces that can be united, and use the most ideal state to fight against the monsters.
Butβ
It's just that this generation's westward journey is a girl.
It seems that she has a calmness that her peers don't have, which may be an advantage, but even if she can find more bright spots in Yuko, I'm afraid she won't be able to make up for the disappointment in her heart.
But even so, he had no choice.
The claws of the yokai have reached into the hinterland of human territory, and if you take a step back, Kyoto will fall, and then the world will be dark, and the history of human beings will be over, and there will be no future to speak of.
After a long silence, the gray-haired leader slowly got up, gave up his place, and let out an undetectable sigh of sorrow from which there was no way back.
He tried to straighten his rickety body, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Lord Westbound, please take a seat." β
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