Chapter 1045 The Great Net of Destiny

"The fire of the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago was caused by my failure to make an appointment in my previous life, and hundreds of thousands of people died. Half a month ago, on the Yoshihara Enshang, the kimono escaped from the Yoshihara Shrine and restarted Shenyin. Master Dekato is imprisoned here alone."

Putting the black-robed priest on his shoulders expressionlessly on the grass, Abeji looked calmly and firmly at the middle-aged man whose face was somewhat similar to his: "If Master Kato cannot be taken away from here, my sword The heart will be covered with dust for eternity, and it cannot be penetrated."

"You brat who calls daddy by his first name just likes to dig into corners!"

"However, this sea of ​​trees is too weird, even if it is my "round sky", I can only guess the general direction. It should be possible to ensure that you don't "go in and never get back", but it's not necessarily necessary to find someone or something. "

The middle-aged man named Abe Fuishi scratched his messy hair, and carefully squatted down in front of the watchman to check...

"Tsk tsk, didn't I tell you not to touch Shou Chending's body, why carry it here?"

At the neck of this black-robed priest, there was a slender gap that had been scratched by something.

"The royal family has always looked down on us. If we leave traces of Abe's visit, wouldn't it give others a chance to trouble us."

"Who told you that this is a corpse?"

Facing his father's nagging, Abeji turned his face away habitually.

"Ugh..."

Before the two of them finished speaking, Shou Chen Ding in front of him suddenly let out a faint gasp.

"You're still angry?"

With two fingers, Abe Bushi took out two jade-like chess pieces, one black and one white, from the sleeve robe, and tapped them on the opponent's chest one after another.

"Standard · Soul Suppression."

"Standard Star Trace."

As the chess pieces shattered, a layer of soft aura covered the body of the guard.

"I...you..."

The wound on the neck shrank and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the physical signs of the black-robed priest also stabilized.

"At Seimei Shrine in Shimokyo, Abe Fuishi. Please tell me, what happened here, and who did you fight?"

Gently holding the back of the opponent's head, Abe Bushi turned his ear and asked concisely.

"There were two guys in black robes who sneaked into the sea of ​​trees...the one who did it...was one of them, a foreign woman..."

Enduring the pain from the wound in his throat, the Shouchen Ding replied in a breathless manner: "Her technique is very weird...we can't sense it at all, and we can't resist it, let alone escape..."

"Foreign women? Weird spells? How weird..."

Listening carefully to the words of the guardian, Abe Buishi felt his eyelids twitch and smelled a strong "troublesome" atmosphere.

"Crack."

Amidst the crisp cracking sound, the rotten black tree suddenly snapped in the middle and fell towards the two of them...

"careful!"

Facing the pressed tree trunk, Eunuch Abe standing aside did not turn his head, his body already drew his knife reflexively...

Ertian is first-class, Jianxin is transparent, and there is nothing.

The dense knife light pierced the sky, and the black tree was torn apart on the top of the Ambebu stone, and scattered powerlessly aside.

"No one... and no energy fluctuations..."

In the next second, Abeji's ghostly figure appeared at the half-broken tree trunk.

"But if you say it's a 'natural break', the timing and direction are too coincidental, right?"

Looking at the hollow tree trunk that had already been necrotic inside, he still had a calm expression on his face.

"No, it's not a coincidence."

On the other side, amidst the dust and sawdust, Abe Bushi, whose cigarette was extinguished, looked a little pale: "It seems that this time, Yinyangliao is in big trouble."

"Dead... When was it... I obviously killed them all..."

Abeji looked back and saw that the black-robed priest who was supporting him had completely lost his breath of life.

"It was fate that killed him."

A broken branch broke through his dense knife light at some point and pierced the man's throat.

"destiny?"

Hearing this word, Abeji narrowed his eyes vigilantly.

Unlike "visible" energies such as spiritual power, resentment, and divine power, as well as "rules" that trigger and take effect, "fate" is a mysterious and unknown existence, invisible and intangible, but always silently affecting everything.

"The outside world only knows that the Abe family is good at yin and yang, but they don't know that since Qingming's ancestor became a doctor of Tianwen, the superb technique is actually the 'Tianwen Dao'."

"My 'Qingming Yishu' takes the astrolabe of the nine palaces as the radius, and uses the technique of "Occupational Judgment" to turn black and white, so that it can touch the world that is independent of resentment, spiritual power, and divine power. It is untraceable and irresistible. The power of fate..."

Abe Bushi picked up a black chess piece with his fingertips, and tapped it lightly on the forehead of the black-robed priest who had no breath.

"After careful consideration, could it be that it's a pre-determined... Today, it seems that we have met our opponents."

The chess piece turned into a majestic black mist, which spread from the forehead of Shou Chen Ding...

"We... no, it is this sea of ​​trees, which has already fallen into the big net made by others with 'fate'."

Where the black mist passed, wisps of orchid filaments that do not know where they came from and where they went, have densely covered the forest.

…

"Sneak, step carefully, without leaving traces of wandering."

While Abeji and his son were wandering around the outskirts of the sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara, the melodious female voice was echoing in the center of the sea of ​​trees, humming low and strange exotic folk songs.

"Like a cluster of ghosts, breathing, hiding, watching."

The woman in the black robe could not conceal her beautiful figure, walking unhurriedly under the vast tree canopy covering several kilometers around.

"The hunter, the prey, the same body... The other is the enemy."

On the top of the head, there are branches full of strange things, like a dead and silent tomb.

"Destruction as a tribute is supremely certain."

Under the feet, in the sand where not a single blade of grass grows, thick tree roots wriggle like snakes, looming.

Head lowered, humming softly ~lightnovelpub.net~ The black-robed woman walked gracefully like a dancer, carefully avoiding the roots that exuded a dangerous atmosphere, and moved towards the trunk of the giant black tree.

This person is the "fate priest" who stayed alone under the tree after he separated from Mochizuki Kang.

"Twenty years, is this the first time someone has come to this place uninvited?"

Five watchmen who were blindfolded with black cloths quietly appeared from under the tree trunk, listening attentively...

"No breath leaked out, no wonder 'Qingmu Yugen' didn't sense it."

Compared with the previous Shouchen Ding, these priests are stooped, with gray beards and hair, and their gestures are much older.

"There is no news from the comrades guarding the periphery, presumably..."

"Take her down, and then contact Yinyang Liao to confirm the situation."

After chatting a few words in a hurry, these guards spread out in a circle with a swift posture that did not match their appearance.

The slender and dense black vines squirmed out from under the black priest's robe, turning into an overwhelming black tide, and surrounded the "fate priest" from different directions...

(end of this chapter)