From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 290 Killing Stone
Hayato Shiratori turned around and pointed his gun at the newcomer.

It was a young man dressed in hunting clothes, holding a bell and a painted fan. His clothes were decorated with black and white patterns and looked very clean!

"A Zashiki-warashi?" Hayato Shiratori stared at him. "Do you know what this is? And who are you?"

The young policeman had already pointed his gun at the man, as if he would shoot if he didn't explain himself properly.

"Have modern city dwellers never even heard of the story of Zashiki-warashi?" The young man continued walking towards Shiratori Hayato, seemingly oblivious to the other's actions, or perhaps completely unconcerned. "Kurahashi Seiji, an Onmyoji!"

"An Onmyoji? Someone like Abe no Seimei?" Shiratori Hayato was surprised. Of course, he had heard of such stories. Abe no Seimei was the most famous Onmyoji in all of Japan, with shrines all over the country. In addition, there were various stories, legends, and collections of works, making him incredibly famous.

Now that even monsters have appeared, it seems reasonable to think about it that some Onmyoji would also appear. He lowered the muzzle of his gun.

Kurahashi Seiji nodded slightly. "Yes, that's how it is!"

He doesn't intend to reveal his identity everywhere, at least not at this stage. After all, telling everyone that "my ancestor was Abe no Seimei" would seem like a sign of incompetence.

Hayato Shiratori quietly pressed a button to notify his teammates, while asking, "Is that the Zashiki-warashi the identity of this girl? Is she a yokai?"

Kurahashi Seiji then explained, "Zashiki-warashi are supposed to be kind yokai who usually only play pranks and don't kill people!"

"They are monsters that bring happiness and wealth to families; they are a very good kind of monster!"

"But this Zashiki-warashi (a type of spirit in Chinese folklore) was transformed into a terrifying demon because of the cruelty and violence committed by this family!"

Hayato Shiratori was taken aback: "Atrocity? How brutal could it be for this kind-hearted yokai to slaughter this entire house?"

He came from a family with a scholarly background, so he naturally knew how many people could live in such a large house. He could roughly count the hands and feet just now and also figure out how many people had died!
“Tying a dozen three-year-old girls in a small house, feeding them until they are six years old and then letting them starve to death inside, and then replacing them with the next one, do you think that counts as an evil act?” Kurahashi Seiji said slowly.

He had just arrived here and, after learning about the situation, it took him a long time to recover. These guys were far too brutal!
How can such wicked people exist? What kind of monsters are this family?!

This emotion reached its peak when he saw those white skeletons in the small house!
Apart from the first prisoner, the remaining girls even watched these skeletons and slowly died!

The darkness and loneliness were terrifying even for adults, let alone a group of children.
"Come with me, I just buried their bodies!" After thinking it over, Kurahashi Seiji said casually, "If it weren't for your arrival, I was planning to leave her here for a while, waiting for some of her resentment to dissipate before dealing with this Zashiki-warashi!"

"Since you're here, you might as well bear witness! Although there's no need to condemn them, it would be good to bear witness!"

His words, brimming with familiarity and confidence in the supernatural, drew a sidelong glance from Hayato Shiratori, who couldn't help but feel curious.

So there really are such "superhumans" who face yokai in Japan! This onmyoji, though young, is exactly the kind of person he's always imagined an onmyoji to be!

Indifferent, dignified, and elegant; knowledgeable and courageous; able to converse without changing his expression amidst corpses—he was practically the ideal Onmyoji in his mind!
"You trust me that much?" Hayato Shiratori asked curiously.

As Kurahashi Seiji walked forward, he calmly explained, "A policeman who comes to investigate the situation when most people have fled can't be a bad person!"

"At least you're doing something for this city, instead of just occupying a position without contributing or fleeing the city!"

This Onmyoji possessed a rare and exceptional clarity of mind. He was fully aware of the actions of those officials, yet he felt little disgust, merely speaking indifferently.

Then, following the footsteps of the Onmyoji, Shiratori Hayato saw more than a dozen graves in the courtyard of the house, and a small figure in red corresponding to each grave.

"They all died here, and the reason for their deaths was simply that the owner of this place set it up to satisfy his own greed and to ensure that his family's wealth would continue!"

"For decades, so many girls have been killed to create Zashiki-warashi (children)... Now, do you think their actions can be called an atrocity?"

Kurahashi Seiji's words left Shiratori Hayato speechless for a moment; he didn't know what to say.

In fact, as a police officer, he knew just how despicable the behavior of those wealthy people could be!

He knew that some people killed people in the street, some people could get away with killing people, and some people could even mock them to their faces, while their police chief had to smile and beg... These seemingly terrifying things were commonplace for them!

But he still finds it hard to believe that anyone would do such a thing!
After all, children are the most vulnerable and sensitive part of human nature. He doesn't even know how these people would feel if they actually saw a little girl die here!
At least, he couldn't imagine it! He couldn't accept it! So, their spontaneous revenge seemed like something he could accept...

"Sir, is there anything I can do to help you?" After a long silence, Hayato Shiratori asked.

Kurahashi Seiji nodded. "I'm glad you had this idea, Detective! I do need your help. I'm going to cleanse this area of ​​spirits and resentment, and I need someone to keep an eye on the surroundings!"

"Leave this matter to me! Before I die, no one will be able to set foot on this land!"

Just then, a group of police officers rushed in, shouting, "Captain!"

They pointed their guns directly at Seiji Kurahashi, making the other man's eyes look somewhat amused!
"Ahem!" Hayato Shiratori immediately stopped his team members and led them to the edge of the courtyard. He explained the situation to them without disturbing Seiji Kurahashi.

"what?"

"Isn't it?"

"Damn rich people!"

"How much pain must they be in..."

"They must have been so scared..."

Such sounds echoed through the space, causing Kurahashi Kiyotsugu to slowly stand still in the center of the courtyard.

He held a painted fan and a soul bell, standing to the east of the tomb (wood represents life, making it the best direction for deliverance).

Then, he opened the "Golden Crow and Jade Rabbit Collection" and turned to the chapter "Yin Yang Soul Crossing - Purification Ritual". The twelve-bone painted fan in his hand swayed gently, and the soul bell belonging to the Yin Yang Master was also gently shaken by him, making a series of crisp "ding-ding-dang-dang" sounds in the space.

After the bell rang three times, he began chanting the incantation:
"The moon's clear light washes away the dust and filth."
The golden crow, carrying the dawn, breaks through the eternal darkness.

They left the marsh and returned to the ruins, their bonds broken.
May your soul find its way to the Pure Land!

While chanting the incantation, he fanned his fan towards the south, towards the fire position, and the fire belonging to the Vermilion Bird slowly burned in the air, blowing those flames toward the red-clad girls around him.

At this moment, their pale and lifeless faces seemed to gain some radiance, and they slowly smiled as they walked towards Kurahashi Seiji.

The young Onmyoji shook the soul bell in his hand again, guiding the sound to shatter their remaining obsessions, before gently walking past the girls and lightly stroking their heads.

"Go back...go back!" Kurahashi Seiji's ethereal voice rang out, as if the surrounding air itself held a deep, unwavering longing...

The girls surrounding him became a true testament to his identity, and also made many police officers who had doubts about his identity look at him with newfound attention!

The Onmyoji scooped up a handful of pure soil and sprinkled it on the girls, making them seem to jump for joy in comfort. His voice reached the police officers' ears once more:
"Lord Seimei, please protect this soul as it enters the void!"

The next second, a spatial passage resembling yin and yang appeared. The girls greeted Kurahashi Seiji with smiles, and then slowly walked into the spatial passage, disappearing from this world!

"Phew!" At this moment, Kurahashi Seiji finally let out a long breath and turned to the crowd. However, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly froze.

Because right at the door of this room, the Zashiki-warashi, who had just been fiddling with those skulls, suddenly came out.

She walked slowly toward Kurahashi Seiji, laughing as she went, and took out a black stone from her hand and handed it to him.
"You're...a good person, here, take this!"

Looking at the black stone and the green mist emanating from it, Kurahashi Seiji's face turned green. "Can I not take it?"

The other party may have meant well, but this kind of stone, which shows such obvious signs, is not a killing stone; he would eat two pounds of it directly!
What kind of decent person would dare to just grab it?!

P.S.: This is the third update today, a little late. I haven't had dinner yet, I'll update after I finish eating...

(End of this chapter)