Onmyoji Shikigami Don't Cry

Chapter 129 Snow

snow.

Heavy snow, the ground has become a piece of white.

The laughter of Zashiki Boy and Hotaru could be heard from the yard.

Snow Maiden sat alone on the railing of the roof, still only wearing a very thin long skirt.

However, she didn't feel any coldness.

Chen Beibei lay on the bed, playing with Onmyoji.

The arrival of winter makes playing games more difficult.

It will be colder if you stretch your hands outside.

If you are hiding under the quilt, the exhaled breath will quickly condense on the phone screen, making the touch screen blurry and insensitive.

It was snowing in reality, and snowflakes had already appeared on the game interface of Onmyoji.

This is a very novel setting.

However, the shikigami in the courtyard were still wearing their previous clothes and standing under the snow.

It looked a little pitiful.

After Chen Beibei finished his daily tasks, he withdrew.

After playing for too long, my hands are already very cold.

Among the news pushed by the mobile phone, there was a piece of news that caught Chen Beibei's attention.

"Snowy weather, an old man fell into a frozen pond and was rescued by a man. Life is safe!"

In the picture in the news, a shirtless man stood beside the old man.On the side is the crowd of onlookers.

It is undoubtedly worthy of respect to be able to jump into a frozen pond to save someone.

However, this was not what attracted Chen Beibei.

What really attracted Chen Beibei was a crowd of onlookers in the photo.

Tsing Yi monk!

There has been no news of that monk for so long.

It has been more than two months since I met him when I was fishing for the first time.

Autumn has also turned into winter. I didn't expect to see him in the news.

There was no expression on the monk's face, very calm.

His eyes looked at the old man lying on the ground.

Just watching, no good intentions, no evil thoughts.

"Xiaoluo, let me tell you a story about Snow."

The man hanging on the branch suddenly said, not a question, but an affirmation.

Before Xiaoluo's bride could answer, the man had already started telling the story he remembered.

"My No. 11 woman met when it was snowing. I was out for fun that day and passed by a cottage. It snowed and it was inconvenient to go home.

So I lodged with the owner of the hut, a beautiful woman.Tears welled up in her eyes when she asked about her husband.

Then said sadly: 'He is dead. '

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the road when we came has been covered with thick snow.

It snowed heavily for seven days in a row, on the night of the seventh day.

The woman came to my room.

She held a small white wine bottle in her hand, and she was emitting heat.When I was walking, I staggered, and finally fell on my bed.

The snow-white hands and hot body made this snowy day not so cold.

And then, as you can imagine, that's what happened. "

This is already the No. 11 story told by the hanged ghost.

Every ending is exactly as you want it to be.

Xiaoluo's bride also gradually understood what that "as you want" refers to.

"It's like this again. Uncle, you are really shameful."

Xiaoluo said contemptuously.

The hanged ghost shook, his face expressionless, and he stopped talking.

Some things, only experienced people understand.

Xiaoluo's bride slipped from the spider's thread into the snow: "It's so cold..."

"Hahaha, if Xiaoluo is afraid of the cold, go to the master's bed."

Firefly said with a smile.

"Don't go."

Xiaolu Bride began to run on the snow, and her eight pointed feet made the snow full of dense holes.

"Chen Beibei, what are you looking at?"

Chen Yan's voice sounded suddenly, startling Chen Beibei, and almost hit his face with the phone.

"Chen Beibei, are you also following this news?"

Chen Yan continued, apparently she had already seen the news on Chen Beibei's phone screen.

However, news is usually pushed by big data, so it is quite strange that Chen Yan and Chen Beibei can see this little news at the same time.

"Why, have you seen it too?"

Chen Beibei asked.

"Well, I saw it yesterday, it was what happened in Luoying City."

It turned out that what happened yesterday, Chen Beibei hadn't noticed yet.

"So it was yesterday."

"Yes, but this news is even more popular today."

"why?"

"Because, the old man who was rescued in the news drowned today. It's still that frozen pond."

Chen Yan deliberately lowered his voice, which seemed a little mysterious.

"No way?"

Such a thing, anyway, is rather strange.

Chen Beibei couldn't believe it.

"If you don't believe me, I'll search for you."

Chen Yan quickly found the news, and then handed the phone to Chen Beibei.

"The old man who was rescued yesterday drowned in the pond this morning."

There are a lot of text descriptions in the news.

But these are not as good as the last photo.

In a frozen pond, an old man was frozen to the surface, motionless and apparently dead.

It turned out that the news was quite popular, and it was understandable that Chen Beibei and Chen Yan could receive it at the same time.

For the death of the old man.

There's a lot of speculation in the comments below.

It is said that he committed suicide. After being rescued, he chose to commit suicide again.

It is also said that the life span of the old man has reached the end of his life, and he cannot be saved even if he is rescued.

There are all kinds.

But in Chen Beibei's mind, the appearance of that monk appeared.

Is the appearance of the monk just a coincidence?
Obviously, I haven't seen that monk for a long time.

As soon as he came out, it turned out that such a strange thing happened.

This made Chen Beibei a little suspicious.

But now Chen Beibei didn't know where the monk was, so naturally he couldn't find him.

I can only wait for the next encounter, and pay more attention.

"Chen Beibei, what are you thinking? We're going out to play later. Zashiki-douji and Yingcao can't wait."

"playing what?"

"Just go out and look at the snow, walk around. Youkai seem to like snow."

"Ok."

It stands to reason that when it snows, the weather is so cold and the road is not easy to walk.

It should be a kind of weather that is hated.

However, it seems that many people will like this weather.

This is probably because there is less snow when it snows.

Or, I like the feeling that the whole world is white.

Especially when you get up in the morning and the snow has not been trampled on.

That feeling is really good.

"Where's the Snow Maiden?"

All the shikigami had already gathered in the yard, but Yukino was the only one who didn't come.

"I am here."

Snow Maiden's voice was very soft, coming from above.

Everyone looked up, and Xue Nu was sitting alone on the railing of the roof.

The snow-white calf dangled in the air.

Afterwards, Xuenv leaned forward and jumped down...

(End of this chapter)