through the infinite world

Chapter 154 Onmyoji

Sometimes the banquet between the nobles is actually a social place where everyone sits together and talks. Well, to put it bluntly, it is a group of nobles who have nothing to do and gather together to brag.

Of course, there will be debates and various competitions on such occasions, which is why such banquets are so popular with these dandies or elites.With a smile on the corner of Abe Seimei's mouth, he softly introduced to Wang Xiaoming who is the son of whose family, that is the news of the emperor's relatives, it can be regarded as letting Wang Xiaoming know some noble children in Ping'an capital.

"Master Seimei, who is this next to you?" A young son came over and asked Abe Seimei.

"Mr. Wang Xiaoming from the Tang Dynasty is my friend." Seimei Abe introduced Wang Xiaoming with a smile.

"People from Datang, I haven't seen anyone from Datang for a long time." The young master looked at Wang Xiaoming curiously.

"This is Fujiwara Nobu." Abe Seimei introduced.

Although Wang Xiaoming doesn't know much about history, but because of his curiosity about the movie Onmyoji, he has studied some materials, so he knows that at this time, Ping'an-kyo seems to be managed and controlled by a group of people surnamed Fujiwara.

Although I don't know whose family this Fujiwara belongs to, I can still be sure that this person is a nobleman. Wang Xiaoming has not made any mistakes in etiquette, and he can also tell that this Fujiwara son seems to be very kind to him. interest.

"Since you are from the Tang Dynasty, you should also know some magical skills, right?" Fujiwara Shinobu asked curiously.

"I'm just an ordinary person. I've only learned some of the six arts of a gentleman, and I haven't mastered two of them so far, so I don't think I'm ugly anymore." Wang Xiaoming declined with a smile. Of course, he didn't mean the six arts of a gentleman Just kidding.

In the six arts of a gentleman, except for etiquette and books, he can be regarded as relatively proficient in the rest. As a Kamen Rider, fighting and shooting are instinctive, and he is also good at music. As for numbers, as a person who has studied advanced numbers, Of course it doesn't matter.

"Haha, sir, you are really humble. I know people from the Tang Dynasty are more modest, but it's okay to show off a little bit." Fujiwara Shinobu said loudly.

When Fujiwara Shinobu said this, everyone's attention was focused on this side. In this way, Wang Xiaoming couldn't continue to be 'modest'.

"It's okay to show off properly." Abe Qingming held a glass of wine in his hand and looked at Wang Xiaoming with a smile.

"Okay, let's show off!" Wang Xiaoming no longer refused, and Fujiwara Xin happily asked someone to bring a bow and arrow over after seeing it.

After Wang Xiaoming picked up the bow and arrow and felt the weight in his hands, he smiled and asked them to prepare the target, and then let the group see what is called extreme skill and strength. Unlike China, the Japanese worship the strong in their bones, of course This kind of strong person must be something they can understand, not those who hold mysterious power.

The Japanese worship the strong, but they fear and reject those who possess supernatural power. However, in the current world where humans and demons live together, they have to rely on these people with supernatural power.

After Wang Xiaoming finished shooting, he handed the bow to Fujiwara Nobu's entourage and sat next to Abe Seimei. What should be performed has already been performed, and there is nothing else to do. He is not an acrobat.

"Wow, Mister's amazing archery skills!" Fujiwara Shin was already very admired at this time, and he didn't want to make things difficult before, after all, Wang Xiaoming had initially shown his own strength.

Master Fashan saw that the time was almost up, and immediately talked about his own affairs, saying that he had learned some exorcism in the Tang Dynasty. The aristocrats are very happy, after all, they have heard of ghosts and the fame of Onmyoji, but they have never seen it with their own eyes.

"Onmyoji is actually a very dangerous thing, I think it's better not to see it." Abe Seimei said lightly.

"Mr. Qingming, are you afraid?" A middle-aged man walked over with a smirk and said.

"Yeah, yeah, I've heard about your great name recently." Another person followed suit.

In short, it was these idle aristocrats who were booing one after another, asking Abe Seimei to compete with Master Fashan. Abe Seimei still sat aside with a calm face, and he seemed to have realized that such a situation would happen.

"Okay, let's have a simple competition." He finally said with a hint of helplessness, but Wang Xiaoming found that Qingming was indeed smiling at this time, um, it was a weird smile, the kind that belonged to foxes .

Master Fashan was the first to perform, silently chanting a spell to make a wooden fish float, and some simple spells, which opened everyone's eyes, well, except for Wang Xiaoming and Abe Seimei, because these two people can see the essence of these spells, A child-like ghost is doing these things according to Master Fashan's movements.

"Are you disappointed?" Abe Seimei asked after seeing Wang Xiaoming's appearance.

"I thought I could see the real yin and yang or the magic of China." Wang Xiaoming was really disappointed, after all, he is a Chinese, so he still hopes that this monk who is said to be from the Tang Dynasty is someone who has this ability people.

"Don't be disappointed, and I have already found out that this person is not from the Tang Dynasty, but just a liar." Abe Qingming seemed to know what Wang Xiaoming was thinking, and explained.

At this time, Master Fashan's performance was over, and everyone asked him to continue the performance with great interest, but Master Fashan stopped the performance. Looking at Abe Seimei, he seemed to say: "It's your turn!" '

"What a great performance." Seimei Abe stood up and applauded.

"Master Qingming, it's your turn!" Master Fashan didn't care about the performance the other party said, but looked at Abe Seimei indifferently.

Abe Seimei paused for a moment, walked to a pot of flowers in the room, stretched out his hand and tore off a leaf, then looked around, and gently blew on the leaf in his hand, the leaf flew in the air and flew to the corner of the wall, between which Abe Seimei He pointed to the sword by his mouth, and chanted a spell lightly. The leaf just now was like a sharp blade, which divided the frog in the corner into two parts. Limbs and blood flew everywhere, which shocked everyone. .

(End of this chapter)