Six Eyes Sunuo started as a hunter x hunter

"Want to follow and have a look?" Wu Jiaoqing gently waved his folding fan and looked at Su Wu.

He and Zen Yuan Akira were actually not interested in the so-called Painted Skin Ghost, but the boy was definitely very interested.

Besides... they followed him for insurance.

"Of course, I want to see how Onmyoji can drive away evil spirits." Su Wu said curiously and expectantly.

It's impossible for an onmyoji to be like a magician and fight with the magic spirit.

Probably chanting incantations, making hand gestures, casting spells, or summoning shikigami to fight monsters.

His style is more elegant, chic and personable than that of a boxing champion... maybe.

A white figure flew backwards from behind the three of them.

The movements of Gojo Haru, Zenin Akira, Su Wu, and Maro Youku were all surprisingly similar, and they looked sideways and backwards in unison.

A person that big just now... flew over?

"That's Akimoto, right?" Gojo Haru covered the lower half of his face to prevent his unkind smile from being seen.

"...Onmyoji...are you so weak?" Su Wu twitched the corner of his mouth.

"You can't say that, it's Akimoto who is weak, not Onmyoji." Gojo Haru explained, "Based on strength, that painted-skinned ghost is about a special level, and Akimoto... is about a third-level conjurer. "

Level three...

Su Wu carefully recalled the levels of conjurers. Isn't level three... equivalent to fighting on the street?

A special level at level three? Ah... The other party just flew out and didn't die suddenly on the spot, which is already considered a lucky death.

While Gojoharu and Su Wu were talking, several more figures flew out.

Compared with Qiu Yuan who was still dressed in white even though he flew upside down, his figure was stained with blood when he flew upside down.

There was a high probability that it was their own blood. After all... no matter how hard they thought, they couldn't hurt Painted Skin Ghost.

The sound of crackling walls and bricks flying caused a commotion from the boss.

A group of figures wearing white hunting clothes rushed from the streets, ignoring Su Wu and others, and rushed directly into the house.

Ten minutes later, they ran out one after another, disheveled, as if they had been beaten.

Kyoto is big, and most of the noble residences are not far away. Everyone is in the same area.

So what happened here quickly attracted a lot of people.

There are more nobles who are not afraid of death than expected. In other words, it is not that they are not afraid of death, but that they know that someone will protect them.

Among this group of Onmyoji, the most capable one is actually a young boy.

He has strong spiritual power, looks ordinary but is actually a bit delicate, has black hair, brown eyes, and red hunting clothes. He seems to be thirteen or fourteen years old.

This guy looks like a protagonist...

And the pet following him that looks cute but is actually quite powerful? Or a shikigami?

"Who is that?" Su Wu's eyes fell on the young man in red hunting clothes.

"That's the youngest son of the Abe family, the grandson of Lord Seimei. His name seems to be Abe Masahiro." Gojo Haru took a look and introduced.

There was obviously a distance between them, but a boy named Masahiro Abe seemed to hear their conversation, turned around and shouted, "Not grandson!"

Then he was beaten until he spun three and a half times in the air and landed on the ground, unconscious on the spot.

A woman wearing a gorgeous black feather fabric walked out of the door, and blood-colored waves spread out under her feet, like flower petals.

As if sensing something, she raised her eyes and looked in the direction of Su Wu.

She has long, floor-length black hair in a Ji style, black eyes, and even the moonlight seems to be particularly partial to her, making her whole body shine.

"This is really..." Gojo Haru smiled.

"So she looks like this..." Su Wu couldn't help but sigh, "It's not strange that she looks like this."

After all, he is someone who loses his guard as soon as he sees someone and takes the initiative to take him home.

It's only right to look like this.

"I can't tell whether she is a cursed spirit or a demon." Su Wu stood there, watching the inhuman being born because of him approaching him step by step.

As soon as Zenin Akira raised his hand, he was stopped by Gojo Haru.

"Just watch." Wujoharu said calmly.

He wasn't worried at all about what Painted Skin Ghost would do to the boy.

"..." Zenyuan Akira just frowned and stopped moving.

Is this guy very powerful?

"...Am I beautiful?" Xiao Wei touched her face and looked at the boy in front of her.

She had seen each other before her self-awareness was born.

I have seen the way the other person writes, and I have also heard what the other person said - "I hope you won't disappoint me."

"Behave well, Xiao Wei."

Xiao Wei, who was still ignorant at the time of birth, did not understand the meaning of the other party's unclear words.

She still doesn't understand it now.

She just followed the description of her creator, peeling off human skins, eating human hearts, bathing in human blood, and keeping the skin on her body fresh.

"Of course you are beautiful." The white-haired boy reached out to touch the woman's face and said with a chuckle.

"Then...can you give me your heart?" Xiao Wei's eyes fell on the boy's chest.

She could feel the faintly beating, extremely vivid heart underneath.

There was even a premonition that eating the heart that had strong vitality and belonged to the creator would be enough to get her out of her current situation.

Once you stop eating human hearts and bathing in human blood, the skin will rot.

Xiao Wei felt hungry. It was the first time since she was born that she felt such strong hunger.

She couldn't help but open her mouth and make a swallowing motion.

"Monsters...are indeed greedy creatures." Su Wu pinched her face with one hand and sighed.

Even though she knew he was the one who created her, her first reaction was...to want to eat him.

Su Wu was not surprised by this, after all... no one knew better than him that the guy in front of him named Xiao Wei, who had a rare beauty in the world, was actually just a monster.

A monster with no emotions, no reason, just a layer of human skin.

She won't be sad, sad, or happy.

All she had was hunger.

The will that kept her active was hunger.

He himself gave the other person such characteristics, so how could he call the other person an ignorant wolf?

What's more, he has never raised the other party.

Su Wu wanted creatures without human characteristics, so Xiao Wei was born because of him, purely inhuman.

Demons and cursed spirits have feelings after all.

"So hungry..." Xiao Wei murmured.

She looked calm and had no big expression from beginning to end.

"You won't be hungry again soon." Su Wu said with a smile, looking a bit gentle.

Along with this almost hallucinatory tenderness, was the flame coming out of his palm.

The Painted Skin Ghost...is most afraid of fire, which will burn her human skin.

His palm was pressed against the woman's cheek, and the moment the flames emerged, most of the woman's face was burned away.

"Ah -" Xiao Wei screamed and waved away his hand, touching her face in disbelief.

Her black costume was engulfed in flames, and she was in a sea of ​​fire.

The burning pain, and the fact that all this was done by her own creator, filled her heart with pain and confusion.

Why?

If...you want to kill her, why did you let her be born in the first place?

"..." With only two black holes left in her burned eyes, she looked in the direction of the boy, opening her mouth to say something.

But when she saw the young man curling up his lips, her head rolled down and she could no longer speak.

"Be good and don't let me down."

"You are the one who prepared to leave when I appeared on the scene."

In the revolving door before her death, Xiao Wei recalled that the boy once wrote her story while speaking words she couldn't understand.

Even until her death, she still could not understand.

Monsters that exist based on human skin naturally have nothing left after the human skin is burned.

Sora sneezed from the side, causing a small tornado.

When the wind blows like this, there is not even ashes left in Painted Skin Ghost.

Masahiro Abe, who finally struggled to wake up and got up from the ground, looked at this scene and wished he was still in his dream.

What? This is the end?

Is that the conjurer over there? Onmyoji...lost again?

"The scene seems a bit not gorgeous enough..." Su Wu sighed.

No one spoke, and everything seemed very ordinary.

Sure enough, he did it too plainly.

They should pretend to fight Xiao Wei, destroy half of the buildings in Kyoto, and then deal with Xiao Wei.

This way the scene looks cooler and it also shows that they are very powerful.

It’s just hard to find a way not to kill Xiao Wei all at once...

Although Xiao Wei was rated as a special level, but... her strength is just enough to be a special level.

Su Wu's strength is special level because the highest level is special level.

Just like Gojo Satoru and Ryomian Sunuo, their special strength is not at the same level as other special strength.

"It seems that the Gojo family has gained another talent." A man in purple clothes came out and said.

The earlobes are wide, and the most conspicuous thing...is the suture on the forehead.

Su Wu slowly narrowed his eyes.

The six eyes can see the trajectory of energy, but they cannot see through it.

So he couldn't see if there was a brain with a mouth hidden in the other person's sutured brain.

No wonder the other party dared to appear in front of Gojo Haru, who had six eyes.

"Why are you here?" Zenyuan Akira looked very familiar with this person.

"Of course I'm here to find you, the head of the family. The head of the Zenyuan family keeps running to Gojo's house. What's the matter?" said the man with sutures on his forehead.

Listening to this statement, this guy is still from the Chanyuan family?

If I remember correctly, the other party seemed... to have been a member of the Kamo family in the comics?

Sure enough, the technique is interesting and amazing, and I often change my body to play it.

I'm afraid this guy has used the bodies of members of the Yusan family.

"Tch, I got it, let's go back." Zen Yuan Zhang curled his lips and said.

At this time, the stunned onmyojis on the side also came to their senses and ran over with the intention of finding out why there was another guy who could fight on the side of the conjurer.

"Master Qing, who is this?" They looked at the young man beside them.

She has the same white hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes as Gojoharu, but her eyes are not blue.

Okay, okay, there can only be one Rokugan in the modern era. If the Gojo family has two Rokugan, is that okay?

There is a six-eye, and the Gojo family already wants to go to heaven.

He is already an adult, the son of Haru Gojo?

During the Heian period, a man was considered an adult at the age of 12, and he was old enough to get married, have children, and go to work.

As for Su Wu, who was 1.85 meters tall, he looked more than twelve years old. In the eyes of these people during the Heian Era, he was obviously already an adult.

"The younger generation in the family." Gojo Haru said with unclear meaning.

The younger generation in the family didn’t say when they were younger, so why shouldn’t those who were born a thousand years later be counted?

Although... there is another possibility, that is, the other party will have nothing to do with the Gojo family a thousand years later.

But at that time, I had long since returned to dust and dust to dust, so who cares about future generations?

Compared to these boring things, what he cared more about was the boy who called himself Gojo Kiri.

How interesting that a boy with six eyes who came across a thousand years met with his six eyes from a thousand years ago.

Gojo Haru thought of this, and her smile looked more sincere.

"...The Gojo family is really... full of talented people..." The onmyoji who came up to ask showed a look that seemed to be jealous or envious.

Why did such a powerful guy appear in the Gojo family again? Why don't they have it at home?

Rokugan was also born in the Gojo family, so all the good things he did together were taken over by the Gojo family, right?

"Perhaps God prefers us more." Gojoharu said with a half-smile.

He knew what these people were thinking, and he didn't mind pricking their hearts again.

All the Onmyoji present had unlucky expressions on their faces.

"I wonder what this person's name is?" Someone asked again without giving up.

"Kiri-kun, Gojo Kiri." Gojo Haru said with a smile.

"This...it seems that Kyoto has never heard of this name before, and this clothes..." Their eyes fell on the clothes on the young man.

Compared with the loose hunting clothes and haori and other clothes worn by the people in front of them, the clothes worn by the young man appeared to be more close-fitting and made him look slender.

Definitely not Kyoto clothing.

"Kiri-kun..." Gojo Haru was speechless for a moment.

The Gojo family did prepare clothes for the boy of this era, but... the boy didn't like them.

I hate that today's clothes are too bulky, making me look like a ball, and I have gained a hundred pounds for nothing.

So all this time, the other party has been wearing his own clothes.

"I'm from the Tang Dynasty, and these are the clothes from the Tang Dynasty." The white-haired boy wrote lightly.

The nobles of the Heian period worshiped the culture of the Tang Dynasty.

So as soon as Su Wu said these words, no one cared about his clothes.

People are curious about the situation in Datang.

And...how could the younger generation of the Gojo family come from the Tang Dynasty?

The ones from Datang are better than theirs.

"Are we going together?" Zenin Akira asked Gojo Haru while standing next to the oxcart.

Su Wu looked at the bullock cart next to the other party and fell into deep thought.

In the ancient days of flower farming, nobles would not ride on an ox cart, right? Dislike the lack of cards.

Usually it is the common people in the countryside who do this.

However, Heian Kyo was proud of riding an ox cart, which was a symbol of status.

Don’t understand but respect.

There is no need to sit down by yourself.

"We can just go back by ourselves." Su Wu would rather sit on Cang or Kong.

Isn’t riding a white tiger more handsome than riding an ox cart?

Fortunately, there were many spellcasters and onmyoji in Heianjing, and people had seen many demons and ghosts. They adapted well to the oversized Bai Huye, and regarded him as Su Wu's shikigami and did not do anything else.