My aunt is a fox

The middle-aged man was stunned by Li Muzhi's moves and fell to the ground with a bloody head.

The children around had never seen such a scene before, and they all huddled up and trembled.

"Hu..." Li Muzhi panted heavily. His body had been strengthened by the demonic power just now, but his foundation was too poor. He felt very tired after a while.

He dropped the stick and said to the middle-aged man, "Remember, ninjas have their limits. I don't want to be a ninja anymore."

After he finished speaking, he stepped over the middle-aged man and walked out of the room. It was not until he was quite far away that exclamations were heard in the room.

Li Muzhi had no intention of staying in this so-called ninja village. He wanted to find that person. At this moment, only that person could help him.

With the help of demonic power, Li Muzhi's physical strength increased rapidly, and he easily escaped the pursuit of those so-called ninjas.

All the way to the capital, he also found out the current era, which was shortly after the end of the Warring States Period.

Tokugawa Ieyasu became the first shogun, which marked the beginning of the Edo period.

Li Muzhi asked along the way and came to the Qingming Shrine. Unlike the desolate Qingming Shrine in later generations, the current Qingming Shrine stands out among the surrounding buildings.

It’s not that the shrine is particularly magnificent. It is not much different from what he remembers from later generations. The main difference is that the surrounding area has changed from high-rise buildings to low bungalows, which immediately highlights its status.

Meeting the Lord God was easier than he thought.

The moment he saw the current head of the Tsuchimikado family, Li Muzhi knew that he had been fooled by his mother again. It was not the case that every generation of the god would inherit the memories of the previous generation.

This fox face with a slit of smile and the folding fan half covering the lips is definitely the living Tsuchimikado Setsuna.

"Mom!" Li Muzhi tried to shout. At this moment, nothing made him feel safer than seeing Tsuchimikado Setsuna.

Tsuchimikado Setsuna tilted his head, as if thinking seriously, and said after a while: "I should not have given birth to a child."

"I come from five hundred years later." Li Muzhi pointed at her long silver hair and said, "Mom, you are wearing a wig now."

"Child, let mommy hug you." Tsuchimikado opened his arms and hugged Li Muzhi into his arms.

Chapter 492 Calling Master

"Woo." Li Muzhi's body was only the size of a ten-year-old, his head was pressed into Tsuchimikado Setsuna's chest, and his body was unable to move.

Baigui did not lie to him. When Setsuna wore the priest robe, he really did not wear any underwear underneath.

"Let me out first." Li Muzhi got up from her arms with difficulty: "Mom, listen to me first."

"Okay~" Tsuchimikado Setsuna turned him over, letting him sit on his lap and holding him with both hands:

"Mom is listening."

Li Muzhi had a strange expression on his face. He thought Tsuchimikado Setsuna's eyes were weird, as he was looking at the interesting toys more than the child.

But now only she can help herself and return to her own era.

Li Muzhi told Tsuchimikado Setsuna about his experience in detail.

"The reverse pillow is not strange." Tuyu Setsuna said with a smile: "It is an objective phenomenon that cannot be understood at present."

"One day when I woke up, I felt that my memory was confused. The place where I slept and the time were all messed up. It was like I was suddenly thrown into another time when I was asleep."

"So time travel is real?" Li Muzhi rested his head on Tsuchimikado Setsuna's chest and shook his head:

"Let's not talk about this for now. I want to go back to my time and space. Will it be difficult?"

"Of course." Tsuchimikado Setsuna said with a smile, "As long as I have enough demonic power, I can send you back."

"Then what do I need to do?" Li Muzhi was delighted after hearing this. Things were simpler than he thought.

"Just serve mommy until she feels comfortable~" Tsuchimikado Setsuna looked at him and licked his lips.

"Uh." Li Muzhi crossed his arms and swallowed his saliva: "Not good, my body is only ten years old."

Using the standards used to evaluate women, Tsuchimikado Setsuna is also extremely beautiful. After all, she is his future stepmother. However, he and she are not yet mother and son now, so theoretically there is no big problem. However, he just feels a sense of inexplicable betrayal.

"Come, mom is going to see something fun." Tsuchimikado stood up, took his hand, and walked into the room.

Li Muzhi was led to a chessboard.

"Mom is a deity and cannot play chess with humans. She can only control paper figures to play with her on weekdays." Tsuchimikado Setsuna sat down cross-legged and took out the black and white chess pieces.

"Um, okay." Li Muzhi nodded. Unlike the future, in this era Tsuchimikado Setsuna needs to maintain the mystery of being an Onmyoji. Living a long life without friends, relatives, mobile phones and the Internet would be very boring.

The two played chess from day till late at night.

"It's over, look at my magical move!" Li Muzhi pinched the black chess piece with two fingers and slammed it into the center of the board with all his strength.

As this black piece falls, the black pieces find a breakthrough in the encirclement of the white pieces, and five black pieces are connected into a line.

"Oh yeah, I win!"

"Wow~ My son is so awesome." Tsuchimikado Setsuna clapped his hands with a smile, then put his hands on his head and started touching him randomly.

"Mom, I'm not a child anymore." Li Muzhi reached out to push her hand away, but when he saw the smile on her face, he put his hand down again.

"Let's go, Mom will take you home." Tsuchimikado Setsuna touched his head, his eyes full of kindness.

Li Muzhi saw reluctance in his eyes. The two had only been together for one day. He didn't understand why Tsuchimikado Setsuna could recognize his soul so easily, just like the last time in later life.

"Actually, I'm not in a hurry. If possible, I can stay a little longer."

As he spoke, he turned his head away, not wanting to look into Tsuchimikado Setsuna's eyes which seemed to be grinning.

"You will definitely rarely come to the shrine to see me in the future." As expected, Tsuchimikado had that foxy smile back on his face, and his expression became more and more embarrassed as he looked at Li Muzhi.

She reached out and patted Li Muzhi's head again: "It's okay, all children are like this. You have your own world. The love of your parents is for separation. It's enough to get the news that you are alive and well."

Li Muzhi lowered his head and said nothing. He didn't know what to say.

Tsuchimikado Setsuna's folding fan danced in the air, drawing a pentagram in the sky.

Li Muzhi felt the space around him distorted and hurriedly said, "Goodbye, Mom!"

After saying that, his vision went dark.

Li Muzhi was awakened from a dream. He opened his eyes and found himself lying on the wooden floor. He quickly stretched out his hands, which were no longer children's hands but had returned to adult size.

"Great! I'm back!" Li Muzhi clenched his fist and soon found that he was not wearing casual clothes, but a white robe, the style of which looked somewhat familiar.

“Isn’t this a priest’s robe?”

While he was stunned, the wooden sliding door opened and Tsuchimikado Setsuna came in from outside.

"Mom!" Li Muzhi quickly stood up and walked forward to ask.

Tsuchimikado Setsuna stretched out her hand to tell him not to speak. Her face no longer had the usual carefree look, but instead had an indescribable solemnity.

"Jingniao, I'm sorry, we can't keep our story secret anymore."

She covered her belly with one hand and said, "Our child will eventually grow up. After ten months, I will be extremely weak and will no longer be able to use magic to conceal the signs of pregnancy."

"?" A question mark slowly appeared on Li Muzhi's face. He pinched his face with his hands and felt pain. He was not dreaming.

"Sorry, Mom, that's a lot of information. Let me sort it out."

"Puchi..." Tsuchimikado Setsuna covered his mouth with his folding fan, his shoulders trembling.

"Hey, Mom, are you laughing?" Li Muzhi saw her expression and realized that he had been fooled.

"Please don't joke about this. I took it seriously just now, so what's the situation now?"

The surroundings are still filled with wooden buildings, but Seimei Shrine remains the same after hundreds of years. He cannot determine the year and month in which it appeared based solely on the surrounding buildings.

"There was a small accident." Tsuchimikado Setsuna gently waved the folding fan in his hand: "It is now 1602. Last time, your consciousness was only projected back ten years."

"So what is my situation now?" Li Muzhi raised his hand. He was now wearing a well-fitting priest robe that was specially tailored for him.

"You are now the next chief priest of Tsuchimikado Shrine." Tsuchimikado Setsuna looked at him with a smile:

"Tsuchimikado Jingdori is the most talented Onmyoji since Abe no Haruaki. He is also the only genius in hundreds of years who may surpass his ancestors."

"What? What is this?" Li Muzhi had a question mark on his forehead: "So now it is me four hundred years later, controlling my current body."

"Yes." Tsuchimikado Setsuna nodded: "Don't think too much, you are you."

"Okay, I don't want to think about philosophical questions." Li Muzhi waved his hand: "Can I continue to jump back?"

"Of course, but you need to rest for at least seven days. Otherwise, even the soul of the Nine-Tailed Fox can't stand the high-intensity time travel." Tsuchimikado closed his folding fan and lifted Li Mu's chin:

"During these seven days, you can walk around. Now is the heyday under the rule of Shogun Tokugawa Ieyasu, and Kyoto is quite lively.

There will be a parade of courtesans tonight, and hot-blooded boys will probably be very interested in this."

"I won't run around." Li Muzhi lay on the ground. "According to my experience, if I go out now, I will definitely get involved with some troublesome guys, which will affect my normal return home. No one can trick me out."

"Okay, then tell mom about the interesting things in the future." Tsuchimikado Setsuna sat down beside him and gently placed his head on his lap.

“Okay.” Li Muzhi rested his head on Shanda’s lap and began to talk about interesting things in the future: “I saw Xiao Yan shouting, ‘Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don’t look down on the young and poor…’”

He pieced together his ideas about future online novels, which are quite fresh now.

Tsuchimikado Setsuna also found what he heard interesting, and the two chatted until late at night. She then left and invited him to take a bath with her.

Li Muzhi refused directly. He had planned to stay here for the next seven days and would never step out of the door.

After Tsuchimikado Setsuna left, he began to check his own condition.

The demonic power formed complicated talismans in front of him as his thoughts progressed. With the help of Yin-Yang magic, its power was at least three times stronger than usual.

The powerful demonic power in his body is even more terrifying. Even though his current strength is not that of a great demon, it is still A-level or above according to the standards of later generations.

At this moment, he finally understood what Tsuchimikado Setsuna meant when he said that he was the most talented Onmyoji after Abe Haruaki.

This is normal. Four hundred years later, it only took him one year to go from being an ordinary person to having B-level strength.

In this life, he has been learning Yin-Yang magic from Tsuchimikado Setsuna for ten years, so it would be strange if he was not strong.

"Strange." Li Muzhi propped up his chin with his hand: "If I continue to practice, I will definitely have the strength of a great demon, and then activate the power of the Nine-Tailed Fox and have a long life. Why would I reincarnate again?"

He pondered over this problem till late at night, but to no avail, and could only look up at the night sky.

The night sky in the Edo period was no different from that in later times, and I wonder if my senior schoolmate four hundred years later is also looking up at this sky.

But she went home to be with her mother this weekend.

That’s not right. It’s four hundred years ago now, and things that will happen four hundred years later shouldn’t have happened yet.

While Li Muzhi was daydreaming, he felt a dark shadow climbing over the wall outside the shrine.

His power is now infinitely close to that of a big demon, and the range of hundreds of meters is within his perception range.