60% of the purchase ratio was not enough.

However, what was worth rejoicing over was that

This situation did not last long.

Because, this demonic ghost in Pingan Jing quickly ushered in a new topic —

"One wave has not subsided, another wave has arisen."

A certain uninvited great Onmyoji..,

Sipped his master's tea and sighed, "Sigh, Lord Sanjō, you have to be more careful when you go out these days.

The capital is not peaceful. "

"What Lord Haruaki is talking about is the monster in the recent rumors."

Ever since the incident in the palace, Sanjō Munechika and Haruaki Abe had become completely familiar with each other.

Therefore, occasionally, this Onmyoji would take the time to come over for a cup of tea. After a while, the two of them had become good friends.

As for the monster mentioned above, Sanjō Munechika had indeed heard of it —

"It is said that it wanders the streets at night,

And then attacks the passers-by who see it, causing quite a bit of panic several times... but I heard that just a few days ago, Yinyang Liao seems to have started to deal with this matter... "

At this point,

Sanjō Munechika frowned hesitantly,

He felt that something was wrong.

After all, if Yinyang Liao had really taken over, there was no reason that there was no news at all.

Then, in the next moment..,

He saw Haruaki Abe wave his hand,

He sighed, "To tell you the truth,

Yinyang Liao has failed this time. "

Sanjō Munechika heard this and exclaimed softly,

He said in surprise, "Even Lord Haruaki, you can't do anything about it?"

"Well... at that time, before I saw that monster, he had already run away."

As if he had thought of something interesting, Abe Seimei suddenly raised his eyebrows. "He was clearly surrounded by a large group of Onmyojis, but he managed to escape under everyone's watchful eyes. There wasn't even the slightest trace of him."

The Yin-Yang Master unfurled his bat fan and smiled meaningfully. "This might not be a powerful demon, but it's definitely difficult to deal with … No, it's still hard to say whether or not it's a demon."

When Sanjō Munechika saw that Haruaki Abe had his own thoughts, he felt a little more confident. "If that's the case, I'm afraid that Haruaki Abe's visit this time isn't just for tea."

Just as Haruaki Abe had said, if Yinyang Liao was unable to do anything for the time being, then he should be busy right now. No matter what, he shouldn't be here, unless …

"Today, I do have something that I would like to ask Lord Sanjo for help with."

When it came to business, Haruaki Abe's expression turned slightly solemn, "Although this is only my personal speculation at the moment, the truth is … I suspect that the main character of this incident is most likely the Fu Mourning God."

Sanjō Munechika: "… Fu Mourning God?!"

"Yes.

And — "

Haruaki Abe said word by word, "It's still the Fu Mourning God."

When Munetsu Mijou heard this, he raised his head and looked up.

Naturally, he couldn't see anything from inside the house.

But he knew that the Jinjian was outside on the roof.

Sanjō Munechika didn't do this because he doubted the Jinjian. To be precise, he doubted anyone but his own masterpiece.

He was purely worried because this was the first time the Jinjian had truly come into contact with his own kind.

It was also at this moment that Sanjō Munechika gradually realized —

As the Fu Mourning God, the Jinjian was too lonely to be alone in the mortal world …

On the other side, the silver-haired Fu Mourning God, who was originally standing alone, suddenly opened his half-closed eyes and looked sideways at his feet.

A mere roof naturally couldn't block the Fu Mourning God's extraordinary hearing. He heard everything that was said in the house.

Admittedly, at first, the demonic ghost wasn't enough to catch his attention, but now …

The Fu Mourning God was silent for a second, then nimbly jumped off the roof and walked into the house.

"Long time no see, Jinjian."

Haruaki Abe didn't seem to be surprised by the Fu Mourning God's arrival.

Jinjian didn't waste any time and went straight to the point, "How much do you know about the Fu Mourning God?"

"Hmm … As expected, because we're of the same kind, so you care."

Haruaki Abe seemed to have the same thoughts as Sanjō Munechika.

After all, no matter how solitary an existence was, they would occasionally feel lonely.

But was that really the case —

Of course not.

Jinjian glanced at the Onmyoji expressionlessly.

As a weapon that had been "alone" in another world for who knew how many years, loneliness was no longer a form of torture to him, but rather a state of mind.

As long as he wanted to, he could peacefully wait in any silent, colorless, and lightless place until the end of time.

He wouldn't feel disgusted, nor would he feel tired.

Moreover, Haruaki Abe and Sanjō Munechika didn't know that Jinjian had already met another Fu Mourning God before this.

That's right, it was that guy named Jiazhou Qingguang.

And the reason why he was moved this time was because of the earlier mention of "escaping without leaving a trace", as well as the current identity of the Fu Mourning God.

Even if the other party wasn't Jiazhou Qingguang, there was an 80% chance that the other party was an existence that belonged to the same organization as Jiazhou Qingguang.

The most important thing was that the other party was definitely carrying a space travel device. There was no doubt about it!

Jinjian knew very well what he wanted, so naturally, he wouldn't let go of this rare prey.

Although Haruaki Abe didn't know the reason, he wasn't stingy with this bit of information.

Thus, the Onmyoji immediately raised three fingers and said, "About that Fu Mourning God, there are three specific points."

"First, the other party was hunting for spiritual energy.

Those who were attacked by him seemed ordinary, but in fact, they all had spiritual energy in their bodies, and in the end, all of it was taken away by the other party. "

"Second, the people who were attacked at first were only knocked unconscious. Other than losing their spiritual energy, they didn't suffer any other injuries.

But recently, there have been cases of people being seriously injured by sharp weapons.

This is very likely to mean that the other party is gradually losing control. "

"As for the last point, it's also the reason why I came here this time …"

Haruaki Abe looked at Sanjō Munechika, "Because the other party was always surrounded by an unknown black fog, no one could see his appearance clearly.

But as for his weapon — "

"Even if it was just a glimpse, everyone who saw it said that it was an extremely beautiful tachi."

"In other words, it is definitely not a nameless saber or sword.

It's very likely that it was a famous sword passed down from history. "

After Haruaki Abe finished speaking, he sincerely nodded and said, "Although I want to investigate the other party's background, I don't know much about swords.

Thus, I hope to receive the help of Sanjō-sama. "

If he had the help of the most famous blacksmith in Pingan Jing, things would be a lot easier.

Faced with such a request, Sanjō Munechika naturally wouldn't refuse.

Thus, the two of them didn't delay any longer and immediately set off for Yinyang Liao.

As for Jinjian, he stayed in the mansion and watched the two of them leave.

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't have anything to do.

He was just waiting —

Waiting for the night to come.

…

— Recently, the capital wasn't peaceful at night.

This was something that everyone knew.

Thus, when the sun set, people went home early and closed their doors.

Even the bustling streets during the day had become empty and deserted.

But even so, there were still some people who were forced to make a living and had no choice but to travel outside until the sky turned dark, and then hurriedly rushed back home in the dark of the night.

— For example, this young man who was running on the street.

Because the Emperor's Imperial Residence was mostly destroyed not long ago, many craftsmen were gathered to repair it, and this young man was one of them.

The amount of work this time was huge, and the Emperor wanted it to be finished as soon as possible, so it was inevitable that they had to work overtime.

Thus, the young man had no choice but to work until now to find the time to go home.

There was almost no one on the deserted street now.

In this exceptionally quiet space, only the sound of his own footsteps echoed. The sound was very clear, and it scared the young man.

He raised his head to look at the dark sky and thought of the recent rumors in Jingdou. He couldn't help but silently curse. Then, he walked even faster.

However, what he was afraid of always came —

At this moment, a cold aura suddenly attacked him from behind.

The young man was like a frozen lake in winter. The coldness that froze his soul in an instant almost made him drown and suffocate.

His entire body trembled, and then he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The young man's footsteps stopped, and the whole space was silent.

Someone was approaching him.

The moment he realized this, the young man was so scared that he couldn't bear it, and his reason was on the verge of collapse. He widened his bloodshot eyes and shouted as he looked behind him.