I'm really not an old sword

However, he was certain that there were definitely some changes in Fujihara's core, because he felt a familiar breath after his magic power entered.

After his magic power was injected, it was not rejected like in the previous few days. Instead, it merged into her body with abnormally high efficiency, warming her limbs and bones like the warm current emitted from her heart.

After a long time, Fujihara's crying gradually subsided, and Lin Qingsu whispered, "How do you feel?"

"This isn't a dream, is it?" Fujiharako just hugged him and murmured to herself.

Lin Qingsu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and rubbed her head: "Of course not."

......

Under the nourishment of Lin Qingsu's magic, Fujimoto quickly recovered.

Lin Qingsu had some idea about Fujimoto's abnormality.

Perhaps it was because of the Holy Grail that Murasaki Shikibu was summoned, and by chance, she became a possession and merged with the young girl.

Just then he shot in again, hitting the target with one shot.

'Murasaki Shikibu possessing Murasaki Shikibu' is an almost impossible thing, coupled with the rich life energy he left in her body, the two small probability events collided with each other and caused a mutation, leading to Fujiharako's current state.

The human body gained the abilities of a heroic spirit.

He is not a Heroic Spirit, and his strength is probably not as good as that of the Heroic Spirit "Murasaki Shikibu". He is more like the novice magician Lin Qingsu was when he just obtained the Dragon Heart. It takes time to accumulate, but the upper limit has undergone a mutation due to the fusion of his energy and his efforts, and he has gained growth.

In short, it means exchanging strength for the possibility of growth.

......

Feixiangshe.

A man who looked 50% similar to Fujiwara no Michinaga, but much younger, walked quickly into the main room.

Before entering the door, I heard the sound of a teacup breaking, followed by a weak but extremely angry roar.

"It doesn't make sense! It doesn't make sense!"

When Fujiwara no Kenmitsu walked in, he saw a young man with a pale face and dark circles under his eyes sitting on the main seat in the main hall.

At this time, his chest was heaving, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was obviously very angry. The maids around him were kneeling on the ground and trembling, not even daring to raise their heads.

Fujiwara no Akimichi hurried over and said, "Your Majesty, calm down."

"Calm down?!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Ichijo raised his head, stared at Fujiwara no Akimichi with a murderous look in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse.

"How do you ask me to calm down?"

"Now the whole world knows that the damn Tangren your good uncle sent here is having an affair with that bitch Fujiwara Akiko."

"You killed my men in my house and slept with my wife, and yet I couldn't do anything about it!"

Emperor Ichijo became angrier as he spoke.

Emperor Ichijo didn't care at all about that bitch Fujiwara no Akiko.

Even if he was hooking up with other men, all he cared about was his own face, but since it was exposed, it didn't matter anymore.

"He actually started to seduce my beloved concubine?!"

"Let me ask you, on what basis does he do that?"

"On his first day here, he dared to come to my Feixiang Residence in the middle of the night and snatch my beloved concubine's fox away. The next day, he came again during the day and severely injured my guards. He even publicly demanded that my beloved concubine come to see him?! Does that mean that in a few days, will Concubine Yu be asked to sleep with him?!"

"Is this my palace or his?! How about I just give him the throne and let him be the emperor?!"

"Your Majesty, calm down."

Fujiwara no Kenmitsu had a calm expression, his head lowered, and his eyes were filled with contempt.

"He went too far."

"I don't want a lighthearted remark that's too much!"

Emperor Ichijo roared, "I want him dead!"

"Your Majesty, please rest assured."

Fujiwara no Akimichi's tone was still slow, with a hint of a smile on his face: "In a few days he will leave the capital for business. That will be the day of his death."

Chapter 8: Liuxia Hui is actually me? (K)

The sparse light illuminated the forest under the rain, and also shone on the men and women riding horses on the forest path.

The drizzle was as fine as needles, falling and hitting the wide bamboo hat on the man's head. The broken raindrops fell quickly in the reflection of the purple eyes of the woman in his arms, and penetrated into the back of the horse's brown neck under his crotch.

The horse was completely unaware and walked at a steady pace until it reached a temple. It felt a force from the reins on its head and then slowly stopped.

"Just rest here tonight."

Lin Qingsu dismounted first, tied the horse up, and then helped the woman dismount.

The horse was very tall, and the woman was helped down by Lin Qingsu with great difficulty. Perhaps because she had been sitting for too long, her ankles softened as soon as she stepped on the ground, and she leaned involuntarily in Lin Qingsu's arms, and her slightly pale face couldn't help but turn red.

"are you tired."

"I told you not to come with me, but you insisted on following me."

Fujimoto pursed her lips. "I wanted to help you." The words stuck in her mouth. Finally, she lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize, I was inconsiderate."

Lin Qingsu always thought that riding a horse was a very easy thing.

You can enjoy the scenery along the way without moving your legs, just sit still.

He felt the same way along the way. At least it was much more relaxing than the No. 11 bus. However, he felt bored after seeing the scenery too much. However, with Fujimoto accompanying him, it was not boring at all.

However, Fujimoto is unexpectedly 'fragile'.

Her condition along the way can be divided into three stages.

When she first left the capital, she was full of enthusiasm, standing straight and constantly looking at the scenery on both sides. She did not have the demeanor of a melancholy literary young woman in her usual state, and she felt that she could not see enough.

After an hour or so, she felt the scenery was boring and she leaned limply in Lin Qingsu's arms, crying out in grievance that her butt hurt.

Lin Qingsu did not have the habit of using the woman's mouth from behind.

It’s just that Fujimoto has been spoiled since she was a child, and her skin is so delicate that she needs several layers of cushions to avoid being scratched when riding in a carriage.

It took her almost an hour to cry out in pain, but she endured it all because she didn't want to cause trouble to Lin Qingsu, fearing that Lin Qingsu would think she was a nuisance and send her back. In the end, she couldn't bear it any longer and cried to him aggrievedly.

At night, she just cried and lay in Lin Qingsu's arms, complaining about wanting to go home.

She always sleeps on her stomach, although that was because she was on top that night.

Because of this delay, the journey that Lin Qingsu could have completed in three days took almost a month for her to travel with Fujimoto.

After waiting for another three days, I finally waited for a rainy day and brought Fujiharako here.

"Will you rest here tonight?"

Fujimoto looked up at the temple in front of her.

The red paint is falling off, white spots are dotted around, vines are growing everywhere, and the sense of age is overwhelming.

The entrance was clean, and the plaque with "Izumo-ji" hanging on it was unusually bright.

"It looks like someone is living there permanently."

"After all, this isn't some remote place."

Supporting Fujimotoko to the door, Lin Qingsu pulled the door knocker and knocked twice.

After a while, there were slow footsteps coming from inside the door, and a middle-aged monk with an ugly appearance opened the door.

The middle-aged monk glanced at Lin Qingsu.

He glanced at the sword at his waist, and finally at his overly young face, and then he stopped paying attention.

When he saw Fujimotoko nestled in Lin Qingsu's arms, whose appearance became more and more beautiful after being cared for by Lin Qingsu day and night, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

When he saw the plump figure that could not be concealed by the black coat, a hint of greed and excitement flashed across his eyes.

"Hello, Master."

Lin Qingsu didn't seem to notice the monk's abnormality and said, "We're newlyweds, and I was planning to take my wife on a trip, but it suddenly rained so hard. My wife isn't feeling well and has caught a cold. I wonder if I could stay in your temple for one night."

The middle-aged monk then withdrew his gaze, smiled and nodded: "Good."

......

"The target is to enter Izumo-ji Temple."

"Do you want to take action?"

Just as Lin Qingsu and Fujiharako entered Izumo Temple.

Outside the temple, a group of warriors were crawling in the dense forest and communicating in low voices.

The middle-aged bald warrior at the front of the team shook his head: "No rush, we've already waited this long, a little more time won't hurt."

"It makes me angry just to think about it. A month? So many of us have been waiting here for him for almost a month!" A young warrior couldn't help but complain.

The middle-aged warrior frowned and said in a deep voice, "For the sake of His Majesty and Lord Xianguang, let alone a month, we can wait even for a year."

"That's what I said, but I just feel bad."

"Isn't he here to kill the evil monk? And he brought a woman with him, thinking he's just traveling?"

"He's not afraid that the evil monk will kill him and cuckold him."

"Why don't we rush in, sir?"

A young warrior recalled the stunning glimpse he had just taken of Fujiharako, and felt his body getting hot and his mouth getting dry.

"That young lady is wasted."

"Yes, that woman is the lady-in-waiting beside Fujiwara no Akiko, her name seems to be Murasaki Shikibu? I think she is several times more beautiful than that demon concubine."

"Don't even mention her looks. Even if she's ugly, I'd die on her if she had that figure."

"That's right. Why have we been here feeding mosquitoes for a month while he travels all over the mountains and rivers with his beautiful woman? Now I just want to fuck that woman hard in front of him. Seeing his desperate look can make me feel less resentful."

"It's quite perverted, but I like it."

The middle-aged warrior's expression was moved when he heard his men's discussion.

He was also a man, and he was also drooling over the beautiful woman next to Lin Qingsu, who had perfect looks, temperament and figure.

That woman is even more beautiful than the Jade Concubine. It would be worth dying to sleep with her just once.

However, as a general under the emperor, he still knew what was important and forced himself to suppress his restless thoughts.

Women are important, but after all, they have to be shared with subordinates, and life only comes once.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why did this man, after offending the emperor, dare to leave Heian-kyo and run hundreds of miles away to fight the evil monk?

Although Lord Xianguang said that it was Princess Yu who tricked him out by offering to "persuade His Majesty to let Minamoto no Raikou return to the capital."

But he didn't think this person would be so stupid. Even if he was stupid, Fujiwara no Akiko and Fujiwara no Michinaga behind him would not have failed to notice it.

He did it on purpose.

Lord Fujiwara no Akimitsu knew this, so he sent an unprecedentedly large force to ambush him and kill him.

The twenty-five samurai were all skilled soldiers under Emperor Ichijo and Fujiwara no Kenmitsu. In addition, there were five Onmyojis just in case.

This is a trap, but also an opportunity.

This is true for both sides.

"Don't worry, His Majesty and Lord Xianguang only want him to be killed. As for that woman, we can play with her as long as we want."

"It won't be too late to take action after he and the evil monk are both defeated."

"Both sides are hurt. You really think highly of him, Boss."

"We waited here for half a month, and saw many passers-by go in to take shelter from the rain. However, no matter how big or small the group was, they all disappeared into thin air and never came out again. I feel miserable just looking at it now."

"This temple is extremely eerie. I'm afraid if we get in too late, we won't be able to collect the bodies."