Onmyoji Shikigami Don't Cry

Chapter 365 Yan Mo
Santu Riverside.

The black river water is like stagnant water. If you don't look carefully, you won't find it at all. The water in this river is actually flowing.

At this moment, Xun and Yan Mo are taking a small boat on the Santu River.

The place I chose to be in hell actually has something to do with the Santu River. After all, this river is very difficult to cross.

And it can't be touched, whether it's humans or ghosts, as long as it touches the water of the Santu River, it will be corroded quickly.

Therefore.

Yan Mo felt that after crossing the Santu River, the world over there would be a safe place.

[A seven-year-old girl, wearing a bright kimono with a butterfly pattern on her body, her pupils are bright red, she looks taciturn.Standing beside her was another younger girl. Compared to her, this little girl looked more wild and cheerful.

They are the former Yan Mo and Xun.

"Xun, do you think we can cross this river?"

The girl with a cold face asked.Her voice was devoid of emotion. She was just an ordinary little girl before, but she is not anymore.

"You can't get through it. Everyone says that the water in this river is highly poisonous. If you touch it, you will die. That's why humans stay away from here."

Xun replied.

"I want to cross this river."

Yan Mo said.

Later, Yan Mo made a boat and crossed the Santu River by himself, and reached the other side of the river. At that time, the other side of the river was not called hell.

It was just a barren, nameless land.

The name hell is the name Yan Mo gave to this land that carried her long-cherished wish.

Yan Mo came back again, and then took Xun to that land, and officially decided to use this place as the place where they will live in the future. 】

Naihe Bridge and Sansheng Stone are things to come later. Of course, they also have their own stories.

Just like the other side flower that just bloomed in hell.

"Lord Yan Mo, we will be here soon."

Xun said.

If Xun didn't take the initiative to speak, Yan Mo could be silent for hundreds of years, so in front of Yan Mo, Xun would always look for some words at will to break the silence.

Even if it's just some insignificant things, speaking out can make the atmosphere lighter.

"Ah."

Yan Mo just replied softly.

"Perhaps the Bianhua flower will stay in hell forever and become the most beautiful scene in our hell. It blooms quietly on the bank of the desolate Santu River, giving the dead souls who enter hell a beautiful scene that does not exist in the world. "

Xun continued.

"Is it really beautiful?"

Yan Mo asked, although it was a question, but from Yan Mo's tone, it could not be heard that she was interested in such things.

Xun understands Yan Mo.

She has always been like this, even when she cares about things, she treats them with a cold attitude.I don't want to establish fetters with anything, because it will be very painful to break the fetters.

[If you are destined to leave, then don't love him, because these loves will eventually turn into pain. 】

This is Xun's understanding of Yan Mo's mentality.

Although it seems wrong, it is only wrong for normal ordinary people.

Because normal ordinary people have not experienced what Yan Mo experienced.

Everything in the world is doomed to leave.

and so.

If you love this kind of thing, there is no need for it to exist...

……

Qinghe Town.

When Gu Huo Niao walked across the stone bridge in Qinghe Town, the sun was already hanging on the western mountain, and the air was filled with the chill of autumn.

There are too many past events, drifting away with the flowing river.

It is never forgotten.

Gu Huoniao put the veiled bamboo hat back on, and continued to walk towards Chen Beibei's house. She came here just to make sure that Qinghe Town was safe.

After all, I have been away from here for a long time, and no one can be sure what Qinghe Town will look like now.

soon.

Gu Huoniao went to Chen Beibei's house.

This is the house that Chen Beibei and the others chose. The door is a wooden door with red paint on it. The yard is huge and there are many rooms inside.

"Is anyone here?"

Gu Huo Niao gently knocked on the door a few times and asked.

The veiled bamboo hat was always worn on her head, but Gu Huoniao didn't take it off, because she didn't want unrelated people to disturb her.

Such things will make Gu Huo Niao feel bored.

"Ah."

A girl's voice sounded, and then there were footsteps in the house, very hurried.

The door opened.

The girl looked at Gu Huo Niao wearing a veiled bamboo hat with doubts on her face.

"who are you?"

The girl shrank involuntarily, and asked vigilantly.Probably because of Gu Huo Niao's attire, it made her a little scared.

"Is anyone here?"

Then, a mature woman who looked very charming came out. The woman walked up to the girl and asked her.

"it's me."

Gu Huoniao took off the veiled bamboo hat, revealing her own appearance.

Gu Huo Niao is not good at saying some words that express emotion. Even in the sensational scene of reunion after a long absence, although there will be some ripples in Gu Huo Niao's heart, the words and body movements will still be very calm.

"Ah...it's the girl bird..."

When Chen Yan saw Gu Huo Niao's appearance, he immediately cried out happily, and the same was true for the three-tailed fox.

"Well, Chen Yan, Three-tailed Fox, Master and the others will be here soon."

Gu Huo Niao said.

When Gu Huo Niao said this, there was a smile on his face, although it was not obvious, it did come from the heart.

Chen Yan and Sanweihu looked the same as before, nothing changed.

This is the best case scenario.

……

Santu River.

"Those... are the flowers of the other side?"

Yan Mo looked at the sea of ​​fiery red flowers by the Santu River, and said in a daze.

"Yes, Master Yan Mo."

Xun looked at Yan Mo and replied to her.

Yan Mo was sitting on the boat. Ever since he saw the boundless Bana flowers, he had been in a trance.

As if caught in some thoughts.

That boundless sea of ​​flowers looks like a sea of ​​fire, which is Yan Mo's lingering nightmare.

The fire burned the whole village.

The ignorant villagers died howling in the fire, and the only one who survived was the boy who said he would protect himself.

These memories are too long for Yan Mo.

It has even been covered with thick dust, but now it clearly appears in my mind. This feeling is not very good.

"Lord Yan Mo, what's wrong with you?"

Xun looked at Yan Mo and asked with some concern.

"It's nothing."

Yan Mo looked at the sea of ​​Bana flowers and replied softly.

Yan Mo used to live in a closed village, and people in that village believed in the legend that the mountain god could bring a good harvest.

Send seven sons.

It is a tradition of this village.

Every seven years, a seven-year-old child is sacrificed to the mountain god to pray for good weather and a good harvest for the next seven years.

Yan Mo is the child who was sacrificed.

There may be a boy who hid Yan Mo, and in the next few years, it happened that the harvest in the village was poor, and people vented their anger on them.

Yan Mo's parents were killed, and the boy was reprimanded by his own parents.

At last.

The villagers asked the boy to bury Yan Mo with his own hands. When the boy swung the shovel, despair completely devoured the seven-year-old girl.

When the little girl woke up again.

Her pupils had turned red, and while she was singing the song of sending off the Seven Sons, she used her awakened power to release a raging fire that burned the entire village...

【When will the cherry blossoms bloom?
When will the village in the mountains open?
When do cherry blossoms emit their fragrance?
Laughing seven year olds at play.

When do the cherry blossoms fly?
The singing seven-year-old falls asleep.

When do the cherry blossoms wither?
When the dead seven-year-old child ascended to heaven.

——send seven sons]

"Lord Yan Mo, let's go up and have a look."

Xun looked at Yan Mo and said to her.

At this time, Xun and Yan Mo had already arrived at the place where the other shore flowers bloomed, and Xun's voice called Yan Mo back again.

"Ah."

Yan Mo replied.

Yan Mo has completely got rid of that thought at this moment, but the emotion in that thought still makes Yan Mo feel a little palpitating.

Despair, pain, sadness, helplessness...

What kind of feeling of being reborn when it has been completely swallowed by anger, but now Yan Mo knows that it is not a new life.

It was as if that Ashiya Michiman in the tattered clothes had spoken.

"The sins you have created are more serious than theirs."

……

Qinghe Town.

After Guhuo Niao stayed at Chen Beibei's house for three days, Chen Beibei and the others also came back. It was three or four o'clock in the morning.

Chen Beibei's knock on the door woke Gu Huo Niao up quickly.

"Is Chen Beibei back?"

Chen Yan's voice sounded in the next room, followed by the sound of getting dressed, and then the sound of walking in slippers.

"probably."

Gu Huo Niao replied.

At this time, even Gu Huo Niao was not sure whether it was Chen Beibei and the others outside the door, so he answered like this.

Chen Yan's mother left her and her father when she was very young.

then.

Last year, Chen Yan's father, Chen Jianye, fell into a dry well and fell to his death. Chen Yan followed Chen Beibei to Qinghe town.

To Chen Yan, Chen Beibei was an older brother and also relied on him.

This kind of dependence is not material. Chen Yan doesn't need Chen Beibei to provide her with food, nor does he need Chen Beibei to give her money.

Because all these tirednesses can be earned by herself, she is already 21 years old.

Chen Yan's reliance on Chen Beibei was a psychological reliance, a feeling that as long as he was there, he would feel at ease and fearless.

When Chen Yan ran out to open the door, Sanweihu looked at Chen Yan's back and smiled slightly.

It looks a little helpless.

Gu Huo Niao came to the yard with the three-tailed fox.

"Squeak."

The door is open...

Outside the door was the returned Chen Beibei, the elder brother Chen Yan had been waiting for, with a bright smile, and the coldness of the night was also dispelled.

"You're back, shouldn't you be happy?"

Chen Beibei put his hand on Chen Yan's shoulder, and then shook it lightly.

"What are you crying for?"

Chen Beibei said.

Chen Yan shook his head, wiped away his tears with his arms, then turned sideways to let Chen Beibei in, and said to him, "Welcome back."

……

Santu Riverside.

Yan Mo and Xun walked up together, and came to the place where the other shore flowers bloomed. Those red flowers of the other shore looked extremely enchanting.

"It's strange... the previous fragrance has disappeared..."

Yan Mo said softly.

"Lord Yan Mo, what did you say?"

Xun looked at Yan Mo and asked her.

Yan Mo didn't answer Xun's question, but squatted down in front of a Bana flower, sniffing the scent of Bana flower carefully.

There is no special smell, not even ordinary floral fragrance.

When passing the Santu River before, Yan Mo could clearly feel that he smelled a charming fragrance.

after that.

That period of past events clearly emerged.

Now that fragrance has disappeared, so Yan Mo felt a little strange, but Yan Mo didn't intend to express the doubts in his heart.

after all.

Yan Mo's character is like this.

"Master Yan Mo, let's go see the big monster Biganhua."

Xun looked at Yan Mo and said to her.

Xun is still very grateful to Bianhua, after all, if Bianhua had not agreed to come to hell, then such a spectacular scene would not have appeared in hell.

It is impossible for Xun to complete the task of making plants grow in hell.

"Ah."

Yan Mo did not refuse.

She also wants to see that Bianhua, what kind of monster it is, it should be very beautiful and powerful.

The two soon came to Bianhua's cabin.

The door is closed.

But when they first arrived, Bianhua opened the door and came out, as if knowing their arrival, Bianhua leaned on the door frame.

Charming appearance, slightly surprising beauty.

"Xun, what did you bring?"

Bianhua looked at Xun and asked her.

A trace of vigilance can be seen in the eyes of Bi'anhua, probably Bi'anhua has already sensed that the woman next to Xun is not an ordinary monster.

"It's Lord Yan Mo, she built this place slowly."

Xun looked at Bianhua and said to her.

"Oh."

Bianhua nodded, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but her original vigilance was still there, not weakened a bit.

"Bianhua, you are beautiful, welcome to hell!"

Yan Mo looked at Bianhua and said to her.

Although Yan Mo was still a little confused about the previous fragrance, Yan Mo was very happy to have such a powerful monster in hell.

"Ah."

Bianhua replied.

Bi'anhua didn't talk too much, she didn't show herself as she did when she was with Xun. Probably in Bi'anhua's heart, Xun was just a child, so she could tell her stories unscrupulously.

And Yan Mo is the person who stands in the same position as Bi Anhua.

Bi'anhua seems a little indifferent to Yan Mo. On this point, Bi'anhua and Yan Mo still have some similarities...

　Many people must be able to tell that Yan Mo's story is similar to someone else's story.Regarding this, I can only briefly talk about it. It is impossible for me to write another story for Yan Mo. After all, too many people know this story. If I write another one myself, the sense of violation is too strong.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)