From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 310 The Warning of a Hundred Demons

"Tonight!" Kurahashi Seiji said decisively. "Tonight, at the hour of Yin, is the moment when Yin and Yang meet, and it is also the night before the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons begins!"

"Tell everyone in this city to lock their doors and windows tonight, keep them tightly shut, and don't go out! After tonight and tomorrow, the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts will begin!"

Hearing this, Hayato Shiratori quickly said, "Of course, we'll be fine, but can your ritual be broadcast live? It's not that I don't trust you, but if it can't be broadcast live, many people won't listen to us! Especially those cult members..."

This was also a major headache for Shiratori Hayato. He certainly trusted Kurahashi Seiji, because the calm and composed demeanor in the conversation between Kurahashi and Zashiki-warashi was something that couldn't be faked.

In the following days, there were many strange and supernatural events, and the other party was able to arrive in advance and offer suggestions on how to deal with them.

Those who listened to his advice lived, while those who didn't mostly died!

This impressive record even inspired a special admiration in Shiratori Hayato. However, his admiration alone was useless; the rest of the city didn't believe him either!
He's just a policeman, not a mayor. Even if the mayor of Kyoto were here, not many people would believe him. The credibility of the Japanese government among the public is already negative!
After all, the promised disaster relief could last for three years, and the promised political signals were practically worthless. Who would believe them?
Consequently, the credibility of all government agencies is very poor, and many people would rather believe gangsters than these seemingly respectable government agencies.

In fact, this is one of the most important reasons why the Kyoto region was able to stabilize, because to a large extent they are "autonomous," which is why they were able to stabilize the situation so quickly.

However, this stability also comes with some unavoidable compromises. For example, the "dynamic groups" that can stabilize society, such as gangs and cults, are a real headache!
Hayato Shiratori went to tell them about the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, and they all agreed, but they needed to see an "Onmyoji".

Hearing Hayato Shiratori's explanation, Seiji Kurahashi slowly nodded, "Of course, I wouldn't believe it either. If the live broadcast can save more lives, I agree!"

As the person chosen by Bai Yang, Kurahashi Seiji was naturally righteous and had a sense of mission. Upon hearing the condition, he immediately agreed.

Hayato Shiratori left with profuse thanks, leaving the young Onmyoji behind. He took his sword, umbrella, bell, and fan, bid farewell to Abe no Seimei, and chose to depart.

Abe no Seimei glanced at his junior with some approval, feeling that he had made the right choice, but he also looked at the shrine that Kurahashi Seiji had taken away with some worry, "Tamamo-no-Mae... the great demon of the Central Plains, the nine-tailed fox of Qingqiu, what exactly is your purpose..."

The great Onmyoji looked at the ghosts gathered in the city and nodded slightly. "The ritual to the Lord of Mount Tai will bring back the true heroic spirits... They should be able to protect this area. Although the outcome is serious, it is the best solution..."

"As for this country... ha, just like the country back then, it can hardly be considered a country. At least the daimyo really paid them money!"

This great Onmyoji had already foreseen the fate of this kingdom, yet he had no intention of changing it.

For Abe no Seimei, it was already quite good to be able to save people and preserve certain traditions. As for the interests of the nobles, the nobility, and even the government, what did they have to do with him?

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Northwest of Kyoto, in the depths of Arashiyama, deep in the bamboo forest.

Here, Seiji Kurahashi and Hayato Shiratori stood together, surrounded by various very expensive ritual offerings and some media people who had come to take pictures.

There weren't many people left at Kyoto Television, but some still mustered the courage to stay. One of them was found by Hayato Shiratori and became a recorder of the festival.

In addition, there were some Shintoists and temple people who claimed to be knowledgeable about rituals and ceremonies, who were there to assist Kurahashi Seiji as he awaited his arrival.

Everyone was on edge because there was no official intervention. Everything here stemmed from their own spontaneous actions—in other words, they were gambling!
This is not a so-called earth-shattering gamble, but it is much grander than an earth-shattering gamble!

After all, truly capable people no longer exist in Kyoto, a city rife with ghostly crises and supernatural events; they have long since left the city and even the country!

They went to cities like Calcutta, the Vatican, or Reykjavik, where there were clearly superhumans and the cities were stable enough.

Only those who can't leave or are unable to leave are left struggling to survive in the city.

After all, in this truly capitalist society, not everyone can escape if there is a need to flee. Just like famines in ancient times, a 10% reduction in food supply doesn't just mean a 10% increase in food prices; it means that food prices will rise until 10% of the population can no longer afford it.

And that's the current situation. There's only so much transportation capacity leaving Kyoto. Planes and ships have become unaffordable for ordinary people. As for the roads? Sorry, they're always congested and there's no way they'll be opened up!
Under such circumstances, these people who cannot leave come to this mountain to help, risking their own lives!
They risked their lives to test Kurahashi Seiji's abilities; wasn't that a form of trust?

Although this may be a choice made out of necessity, Kurahashi Seiji still appreciates the sentiment.

He was dressed in a formal robe of Yin-Yang Dao, wearing wooden clogs, and slowly stepped out from the crowd using ancient etiquette and gestures.

By this time, it was completely dark, and the ceremony that Shiratori Hayato had prepared was already complete.

"This ritual, called the Taishan Fujun Festival - Soul-Suppressing Ritual, will weaken the power of the upcoming Night Parade of One Hundred Demons and protect the entire capital, granting it a strong ability to resist the crisis of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!" Kurahashi Seiji said slowly. "Please rest assured, everyone, no demons will be able to come here before I die!"

As he spoke, he opened his hands and carefully placed the shrine on the ground before slowly walking forward onto the altar made of bluestone.

It must be said that Hayato Shiratori is a very capable policeman. In just a few days, he managed the city in an orderly manner and made people believe his words, and even built a site for the sacrificial ceremony here.

Kurahashi Seiji slowly closed his eyes, adjusting his state, and patiently waited for the real time to arrive!

However, things weren't peaceful outside either. On the contrary, many people were quite apprehensive as they looked at Kurahashi Seiji, who was resting with his eyes closed.

"This Onmyoji is so young, is he capable?"

"It should be possible, right? In the entire capital city, he's the only one who has encountered those monsters! The other masters have long since gone into hiding!"

"I'm afraid this guy is really skilled! Didn't you see? So many bamboo leaves fell around him, but not a single one got on him?"

As soon as he said that, everyone's eyes turned to him. Indeed, although he looked ordinary, the wind was blowing around him and there wasn't a single leaf on him. He really did give off the feeling of a "reclusive master"!

Just then, a peculiar "laughter" suddenly rang out from the bamboo forest: "Hehehe! I didn't expect there to be so many people here..."

Just that one sound sent chills down the spines of many people around, making their bodies stiffen and unable to control themselves!

They stared in fear at the dark bamboo forest, unsure of what to do.

"Someone actually set up an altar here and wants to perform a sacrifice? It seems that Lord Nurarihyon was right!" she said again. She sounded like a woman, but there was no trace of feminine charm, only a terrible fear emanating from her!

"Humans, stop making futile struggles. Without the existence of Onmyoji and the protection of Buddhism, this city would have been ours long ago!"

Just then, Kurahashi Seiji suddenly opened his eyes, picked up his soul bell, and shook it violently: "Ding!"

The crisp sound of bells rang out in the bamboo forest, adding a touch of disbelief to the originally arrogant female voice: "Impossible... This is... Where did this Onmyoji come from? Shouldn't you all be dead by now? Impossible!"

"Ding!" Kurahashi Seiji shook the soul bell again, turning the disbelief in the forest into a scream, "Ah! Human Onmyoji, I will return!"

As the sound faded into the distance, those around him felt a greater sense of awe when they saw Seiji Kurahashi.

All doubts and suspicions vanished completely at that moment.

P.S.: This is the second update. There are two more to go. I'll try my best to write!

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