Onmyoji Shikigami Don't Cry

Chapter 325 He Mao Anping
He Maozong's mansion.

Chen Beibei, Monk Zhiguang and the others have already arrived at He Maozong's residence, and are now walking towards the young master's house.

The environment in He Maozong's mansion still looks very close to nature. It feels like being in a garden, where you can often see some wild birds and beasts.

"Master, we'll be here soon."

When monk Zhiguang walks, he looks very leisurely and natural, but very fast.

Chen Beibei can barely keep up. These monks who have practiced for many years have generally experienced asceticism, so their health is generally relatively good.

"Ah."

Chen Beibei looked at Monk Zhiguang and said slowly.

At this time, it took almost three hours to get down from Qingmang Mountain and then to He Maozong's mansion, without resting during the whole journey.

Although it was tiring after all, it was finally here.

Soon he arrived at the young master's residence.

The young master's house doesn't look much different from other houses, but at their door, there is a stone statue of Maoyou carved from a huge stone.

The house is the blue brick and blue tile house with flying eaves.

The doors, windows and other places are all made of high-quality wood, and some simple flower and grass patterns are carved in it, which still looks very simple and comfortable.

"Let's go in."

Monk Zhiguang looked at Chen Beibei and said to him.

At the door of the young master's house, there were no guards such as soldiers, and the monk Zhiguang just opened the door and walked in.

It looks very casual.

Probably the two people have a close relationship, so there is no need for some cumbersome etiquette.

"Young master, I brought the priest who healed the burnt soldier."

Monk Zhiguang said this just as he entered the door.

"Cough... let him in."

There was a cough from inside, followed by a man's frail voice.

This still made Chen Beibei feel a little strange.

After all, in Chen Beibei's mind, the young master he originally imagined should be a handsome and brave man.

But that doesn't seem to be the case now.

"Master, come in."

Monk Zhiguang's voice came out, and Chen Beibei walked in with the middle-aged soldier.

There was a strange fragrance in the room.

It should be the smell of a kind of herbaceous plant medicine, but I can't be sure for the time being.

Neat and clean!

As soon as Chen Beibei walked in, this feeling was very obvious. The house looked abnormally clean.

It is the kind where you can hardly see a speck of dust or even a strand of hair.

And just after entering, there is a feeling that the air is very thin.

"Please sit down."

A voice sounded, still a little weak.

The one who spoke was the young master of the He Mao clan, who was sitting on the main seat in the room at the moment.

On the wall behind him hung a yellowed picture of a figure in court formal attire.

"This is the ancestor He Mao Zhongxing."

The young master sitting in the front seat saw Chen Beibei staring at the painting behind the wall, so he explained to him.

He Mao Zhongxing is a great onmyoji who has mastered the three ways of yin and yang (astronomy, calendar, and yin and yang) at the same time in one person.

Later, because he saw Abe Seimei's talent in certain aspects of Yin and Yang Dao, the talented Kamo Tadashi disregarded Abe Seimei's foreign surname, and passed on Abe Seimei's Tianwen Dao among the three ways of Yin and Yang.

And He Mao Zhongxing's son, He Mao Baoxian, inherited the history.

After that, Abe Seimei's Tsuchiyamon-ryu onmyoji gradually developed and gained the trust of successive emperors.As for the Yin-Yang clan, the He Mao clan has gradually faded out of the historical stage.It is even said that during the Warring States Period, the He Mao clan had become extinct.

"It turned out to be He Maozhongxing, the Great Onmyoji Master. No wonder there is a feeling of admiration just by looking at it."

Chen Beibei replied.

For He Mao Zhongxing, Chen Beibei naturally admired him, and this came from the bottom of his heart.

After all, He Mao Zhongxing's achievements are indeed difficult to be surpassed by others, and He Mao Zhongxing has never done anything to frame others in his life.

Even if he is the head of Yin and Yang, he is just honest and honest and loyal to his position.

Chen Beibei and Monk Zhiguang sat down in their seats, while the middle-aged soldier walked out by himself and stood guard at the door.

"Thank you, Daoist Priest, for the survivors of the He Mao Ancestral Hall."

The young master spoke first.

The young master looks like a normal figure, but his skin looks a bit too white.

And it looks a little weak, so when he speaks, his voice is very gentle.This kind of feeling is not bad, after all, there is no feeling of being arrogant and arrogant.

"It's just that I happen to know some ways to heal burns. The young master is willing to let us go to the island to rest, which has helped us a lot. This little thing Xiaodao did is just to repay the kindness of the young master and the islanders... ..."

Chen Beibei looked at the young master and replied to him.

At this time, Chen Beibei didn't know the young master very well, and some necessary greetings were still indispensable.

After the two talked about some unimportant things with each other.

It's just beginning to get to the point slowly.

"Young master, are you members of the He Mao clan planning to leave this island?"

Chen Beibei looked at He Mao Anping and said to him.

Although the previous discussions were all insignificant things, the two sides still said their names to each other.

In the early days of the spread of Onmyoji, the name was a very important thing for people who were engaged in the profession of Onmyoji, and it was almost impossible to tell others casually.

Because after knowing other people's names, the onmyoji can cast spells.

Exchanging names represents mutual trust.

He Mao Anping is the name of this young master, who is the direct descendant of He Mao Zhongxing.

"Well, living in such a place for a long time, we have fallen too far behind the outside world. We, the He Mao clan, are the yin and yang clan, and the way of yin and yang has been passed down from generation to generation.

But this does not mean that we can live well in the current world.

The way of yin and yang has been put aside by the world for too long, and the position of onmyoji has gradually become an unpopular profession.

With the defense of our small Tulu Island now, once it is discovered by pirates and foreign navies equipped with modern weapons from the outside world, it may be very likely to be wiped out. "

He Mao Anping looked at Chen Beibei and said slowly.

When saying these words, He Mao Anping seemed a little agitated, and just squeezed his hands.

Probably He Mao Anping had seen the outside world before.

That's why they are so worried about the gap between Xiaotulu Island and outside civilizations.

"Young master, have you ever been to the outside world?"

Chen Beibei looked at He Mao Anping and asked him.

"The young master was sent to Fusang by the old master to live for a few years when he was young. When he was fifteen or sixteen, the young master went to the western countries to travel and investigate alone. Therefore, he is very clear about the development of the outside world. of."

Monk Zhiguang who was sitting on the side heard Chen Beibei's question, so he answered for the young master.

In a small closed country.

It is very common to send one's own people outside. After all, being closed does not mean being completely isolated from the outside world.

Because if you do this, you will be easily wiped out by foreign invaders after the faults in civilization become more and more obvious.

It is quite wise for the He Mao clan to do this. They are always paying attention to the development of the outside world, while maintaining a stable life on the island.

He Mao Anping had seen the outside world before.

Therefore, there should be some understanding of the modern weapons outside.

As far as the most common gun is concerned.

As long as a squad equipped with dozens of submachine guns comes to this island, then perhaps a massacre can start.

Of course, this is just Chen Beibei's imagination. If such a team really came to the island, the He Mao clan might have some special defense methods.

After all, according to the rumors, the He Mao clan secretly cultivated millions of Yin soldiers.

Moreover, in Ka Moryu's Onmyojutsu, there should be some spells that can deal with humans.

"Young master, when do you plan to act?"

Chen Beibei looked at He Mao Anping and asked him.

"Wait for the time!"

He Mao Anping's eyes didn't focus, but just randomly landed somewhere in the room. It could be seen that He Mao Anping was not very confident in leading the tribe to leave the island this time.

When making many major decisions, there will always be some difficulties.

For example, if you don't do that, you may be able to continue to live a stable life for a while, but you will slowly die.

If you do that, it is possible that the action will become very dangerous from the very beginning.

However, it is possible to find a foothold in the outside world, and then gradually integrate into the outside civilization, so as to avoid being eliminated.

It is not easy to make a correct decision.

After all, in reality.

There are countless variables, each of which has the potential to turn a right decision into a wrong one.

At this time, He Mao Anping's heart was probably enduring suffering.

The old protagonist chooses to live a stable life on the small dirt road island.

Is this really wrong?
Maybe so.

……

It was almost evening when he left He Maoping's home.

The sun in the sky became extremely soft.

The criss-crossing trails on Xiaotulu Island are full of cozy islanders.

On both sides of Suzaku Avenue, many people took advantage of the scorching sun to set up items for exchange, baskets made of bamboo, ropes and cloth made of hemp plants.

There are also people who exchange rice for easier foods such as sweet potatoes and potatoes.

Probably because too many children were born, or the main labor force in the family was too weak, which led to the lack of food in the family.

After all, the people living on this island seem to have ample food and clothing.

"Daozhang, let's say goodbye again."

Monk Zhiguang said this to Chen Beibei when he came out of He Maozong's mansion.

Monk Zhiguang lived on Qingmang Mountain, while Chen Beibei lived in a house slightly near the sea to the south.So we can only separate here.

"Well, I'm going to trouble Master Zhiguang today."

Chen Beibei said.

"The Taoist priest doesn't need to see outsiders, it's just a matter of raising his hands."

Monk Zhiguang said with a smile.

After monk Zhiguang finished speaking, he walked towards Qingmang Mountain.

In the evening, under the setting sun, Qingmang Mountain looks as if it is covered with a layer of golden veil.

Gives a very sacred feeling.

Monk Zhiguang walked alone on the path up the mountain, and gradually disappeared.

"Daozhang, let's go back too."

The middle-aged soldier standing aside looked at Chen Beibei who was staring at Qingmang Mountain, and said to him.

It was only now that Chen Beibei came back to his senses. He seemed to have been immersed in that sacred radiance just now, completely forgetting where he was.

"Well, let's go."

Chen Beibei looked at the middle-aged soldier and said slowly.

In the evening, Xiaotulu Island is lively, which is a rare bustling scene in the whole day.

In the early morning, most people go to the fields to do farm work early, taking advantage of the cool weather before the sun comes out.

It will probably start at around four o'clock in the morning until the sun rises and the temperature rises.

People wiped the sweat from their cheeks and chose to call it a day and go home.

After returning home until the evening, most people stayed together as a family, either sleeping, or playing some simple games.

Of course, there are men who like to gamble, and they will also gather in the cool teahouses, play a few small games, and live their hand addiction.

Gambling games such as guessing the size of the dice with extremely fast draws are prohibited on Xiaotulu Island.

Instead, shogi, go, crickets, tea ceremony, pot throwing, sumo wrestling, waka...

These are more activities that require energy and time to participate in.

In these activities, as long as someone opens the market, the spectators can choose the person they are optimistic about to place bets on.

This is the only way of gambling allowed on Xiaotulu Island.

Chen Beibei and the middle-aged soldier walked leisurely on Suzaku Avenue.

The scenery along the way is unavoidably intoxicating.

When passing by a tea house, a sentence came from inside: "The love affair has not been revealed, and no one knows it. I wanted to miss love alone."

"Ah, that's wonderful."

"Well, it is indeed a very good waka, 'The love affair is not known, and I want to miss it alone.' It completely depicts the emotion in the heart of someone who secretly loves others."

"Then the winner this time is Suzuki Kojiro..."

The voice in the tea house was very loud, even Chen Beibei who was walking outside could clearly hear it.

"Can waka competitions use waka that has already been written by others?"

Chen Beibei asked.

This waka is a waka written by Tadami Mibu in Qingliang Temple more than 1000 years ago.

Mibu Tadami died depressed after losing this line of waka to Hira Kanemori's waka.Later, ghosts often haunted the Qingliang Temple, and it was this waka that the ghosts murmured.

"It is allowed if you use waka songs that no one has heard before.

After all, if no one present knows where this waka comes from, it is also a kind of erudition in a sense.

However, if such an approach is recognized as the source of the waka, it will be directly judged as a failure. "

The middle-aged soldier replied.

　Rest quickly, everyone, good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)