Onmyoji: Generate Ji

Author: (Japan) Mizuho Shunsuke
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Features: The movie "Onmyoji" is primarily adapted from this book! A large 4-color poster is included with the book! The simplified Chinese edition debuts first! Since the release of the simplified Chinese edition of this book, it has received rave reviews, quickly climbing the top bestseller lists, and has been praised by renowned scholar Professor Chen Pingyuan as "ethereal and lingering." A thousand years ago, the onmyoji Abe no Seimei and the straightforward samurai Minamoto no Hyouma became super idols in the hearts of hundreds of millions of readers. The unique "Six Dynasties charm" of the "Onmyoji" series represents the essence of Eastern culture and art, captivating audiences. Despite dozens of movies, TV dramas, and comics adapted from this work, none have surpassed the imaginative world of the novel. The only novel in the "Onmyoji" series is now officially published! A dreamlike, captivating story, with a preface by renowned scholar Professor Chen Pingyuan! Beauty! The cherry blossom-inspired text is enchanting! Pain! A bittersweet tale of humans and ghosts! Legend has it that during the Heian period in Japan, the world was still divided between light and darkness. Humans, ghosts, and demons coexisted. The onmyoji Abe no Seimei, with his flowing robes and unrestrained demeanor, and the samurai Minamoto no Hyouma, with his long sword at his waist and pure, straightforward nature, were a pair of devoted friends who were indifferent to life and death. They wandered between the realms of the living and the dead, solving mysterious cases with wit and humor, easing the worries of both humans and ghosts. Gripping, breathtaking! A dreamlike, captivating story! Twelve years ago, on a moonlit night, by the Horikawa Bridge, Minamoto no Hyouma played the flute with abandon. Not far away, a fragrant carriage stood quietly under the willow trees, its interior filled with the exquisite sound of the pipa, blending seamlessly with Hyouma's flute. With delicate fingers, she lifted the curtain, revealing a captivating woman dressed in a vibrant kimono. She looked up at the sky, her eyes, like autumn waters, reflecting the clear moonlight. Twelve years later, when they met again, she was consumed by an indelible ghost. "Save me, Hyouma-sensei—" her soul called out in despair.