Onmyoji Shikigami Don't Cry

Chapter 125
Breakfast shop.

The steamer is steaming.

Through the hot air, the boss quietly looked at Kaoru who was standing on a branch in the distance.

It's been going on for days.

Come to steal buns every day, damn owl.

"Boss, bring me two buns."

The boss handed over two steamed buns absent-mindedly, and then checked the time.

It's almost...

It was past nine o'clock at this time, and not many people came to buy breakfast.

Ready to go!
A bamboo basket was placed on the ground supported by a small stick.

Then tie it to a small stick with a rope, hold the other end of the rope in your hand, and hide in a dark place.

Put bait in the bamboo basket and buns in plastic bags.

"Hey hey, I should be able to catch you now."

The boss snickered.

"Gu..."

Kaoru flew away.

That trap was too obvious to her.

You know, she was Orion's daughter before she was alive.

Such traps are used by children to catch sparrows.

She couldn't be more familiar.

Flying in the sky, Kaoru couldn't help worrying.

Now that the boss has noticed him, it won't be so easy for him to steal the buns.

Maybe, I won't be able to steal it in the future...

How should I explain to the hungry ghost?
"Little brother, can you give me the bird in the cage?"

A voice came from the ground.

Kaoru looked down and saw a monk wearing a green robe talking to a little boy.

"Uncle, no, my dad bought it for me."

"Then how can I buy it from you with money?"

"Well, yes."

The monk bought the little bird, then opened the cage, and the little bird flew into the blue sky.

The monk looked at the little bird that was gradually disappearing, and put his hands together: "Amitabha!"

What a strange monk.

There are so many birds in cages in this world.

Even if one is rescued, it will have no effect.

Kaoru continued to fly towards the home of the hungry ghost.

The hungry ghost crawled on the ground, struggling very hard, and when Xun came, he cried out that he was hungry.

People who starve to death will always remember the feeling of starving to death.

All the time, go deep into the bone marrow!
"Hungry Ghost, I'm sorry, I didn't steal any buns today."

Kaoru said softly.

"Ugh..."

The hungry ghost sobbed softly, gnawing the dirt on the ground.

"Hungry ghost, don't cry. When you're hungry and miserable, just think about good things. That way, you'll feel better."

Kaoru wiped the dirt from the hungry ghost's mouth and said to him.

These soils cannot be digested, and the more you eat, the bigger your stomach will become.

The current hungry ghost is already very inconvenient to move. If they continue to eat, they may not be able to move at all in the future.

So Kaoru still wants to help him get rid of this bad habit.

"A beautiful thing?"

"Yes, things about parents and younger brother."

"I don't remember anymore..."

The dead will gradually forget their memories, and the longer the time, the more completely they will forget.

Only then did Xun realize that the hungry ghost had been dead for a long time: "If you don't remember, next time I come, I will tell you a story."

"story?"

"Well, it's the kind that mothers tell their children while lying on the bed."

The hungry ghost looked at Xun and said slowly, "Mother...?"

"Pfft, I'm my sister!"

"Sister?"

"Ah."

Before meeting Chen Beibei, Xun was obsessed with listening to bedtime stories for a while.

A window with a dim light, a bed, a woman, a child, and a book.

Every night, women tell stories to children.

Kaoru was standing on the branch outside the window, listening to the woman telling stories, so that she could forget a lot of troubles.

I just don't know if that woman still has this habit.

It was night when Kaoru went out of the woman's window.

Woman holds a book in hands.

The book is already a bit old, and there are four large characters on the cover.

But Kaoru doesn't know.

In the tribe she used to live in, there was no need for such complicated things as words.

What people have, it is word of mouth.

"Mom, that... Dad and Aunt Xiaohong..."

"Don't talk about this, let's tell a story."

The woman in the room, leaning against the headboard in her pajamas.

When looking at the little boy, there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Kaoru stood on the branch.

Look at the woman and boy in the room.

"Once upon a time there was a kind little girl whose mother died. The winter snow covered her mother's grave, and the spring wind blew away the winter snow, year after year.

She thought it would go on like this forever, with only herself, her father, and the mother who lived in her heart at home.

However, one day, her father told her that he was going to marry another woman.

'For my happiness, you will agree.Yeah?'

her father asked her.

For the happiness of the father, this reason.How can you refuse?
The kind girl agreed.

The stepmother took her two daughters to live in her home, and her life of misery began.

In order to laugh at the girl, they named her Cinderella..."

"It's over, go to sleep!"

The woman turned off the light, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The ending of the story is still good.

The girl met a prince who loved her, and finally the two lived happily together.

Owls can also see clearly at night.

Kaoru saw.

In the darkness, tears gradually flowed from the woman's eyes.

……

When Chen Beibei was looking for a house outside, he met a man who was beating a child.

The rental house is too small, and now there are more and more shikigami, Chen Beibei wants to change to a bigger place.

A single home, the kind with a yard.

In the man's hand is a broken branch from a tree, with a crying child beside him.

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll kill you."

As the man said, the branch in his hand was about to fall on the child again.

"Uncle Zhao, why are you beating the child like that?"

Chen Beibei asked.

"The kid has learned to lie now. I bought him a bird before, but it was gone today. I asked him where the bird went."

"What did he say?"

"He said he sold it to a monk, and took a leaf out of his pocket."

"Leaves?"

"Well, he said it was originally a hundred-yuan note. After the monk left, it turned into a leaf..."

The man sat down on a rock beside him and lit a cigarette: "If the bird is gone, it will be gone, and I won't blame him. But I really don't know where he learned it from when he lied like this. If you don’t correct this problem, what kind of person will you become in the future?”

"I'm not lying..."

said the child sobbing.

"I still don't admit it!"

The man stood up, and the cigarette on his mouth fell to the ground because of talking.

With the branch in his hand, he hit the child again.

"Uncle Zhao, the child is young, maybe he was deceived by someone. Your child didn't like to lie before, maybe it was a trick used by others."

Chen Beibei took the branch from the man's hand: "Let him explain clearly."

　keep silent~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)