"Evil ghosts and fierce ghosts are different. You are just a fierce ghost, but not an evil ghost." Qingming was full of ghosts again.

"What's different? Can't you just explain it directly! It's so troublesome to go around in circles!" The ghost scratched his head unbearably.

"Let's put it this way... There is still a possibility for the evil ghost to be saved, but the evil ghost probably has no choice but to eliminate it."

"Tsk... Although I don't understand, but you know a lot. Are you an onmyoji?" The ghost approached Qingming, and the red eyes slid from Qingming's face to Qingming's arm, and then to Qingming's waist. Like a weak nobleman, his wrists are also very thin, and it's really lucky that you can beat me."

"Abe Seimei, you are an onmyoji, what about you?" Seimei avoided the seriousness, ignored the molesting words, and introduced himself to the ghost.

"My name is Hei Yu... By the way, are you really not going to save me?"

"How come, I don't have the ability to save a ghost with obsession."

"Then what are you still doing here?"

"Well... I'll give you a suggestion."

"Suggest?"

"Advice on how to take revenge."

"... Shouldn't Onmyoji save me and persuade me to let go, and you still give me advice to take revenge?" Hei Yu opened her eyes in disbelief, looking Qingming up and down.

"Ghosts also have punishments. If you don't want to degenerate into evil spirits and be sentenced to the [-]th floor of hell, it's better to follow my advice. There is no need to sacrifice yourself for the enemy." Qingming poured another glass of wine and moistened it. Throat continued.

"Being born as an ominous child just because of the color of the eyes is just a stupid idea of ​​the ignorant. It's not your fault. No one is born with original sin."

"...you know me?" Kuroba narrowed his eyes, sharply pointing out the loopholes in Seimei's words.

Qingming smiled, "I heard it from someone I know, and I came here because I was a little concerned."

"Anyone you know? Who is it?"

"Shhh—you can't say it." Qingming raised his fingertips and pressed them against his lips, and let out a short airy sound.

"Tsk, cunning guy."

"So, do you want to listen to my suggestion?"

"Just say it directly!" Hei Yu shouted unbearably.

"Do you know about ghost messengers from the underworld?" Qingming smiled softly, his eyebrows and eyes completed a beautiful arc, making Kuroba look straight at him. "Ghost messengers will help resentful ghosts fulfill their wishes, but at the same time they need to pay a price."

"What price?"

"You must take over the work of that ghost messenger, become the next ghost messenger, and run endlessly between the yin and yang worlds, until the next resentful ghost appears to take over from you."

"What, is it just the price?" Heiyu laughed, and Seimei found that he was as sunny and handsome as a big child when he laughed. "I thought it was a more serious price!"

"Do you think so?" Qingming was noncommittal, he stood up, "I'm done with my suggestion, I should go too, by the way, remember to carry that talisman with you, it might bring unexpected surprises."

"Hey! Wait!" Kuroba stopped him.

"Huh? Is there anything else?" Seimei turned around, tilting his head slightly to look at Kuroba.

Hei Yu asked a little coyly: "Just now...I'm sorry for attacking you without hearing what you said. And...will we meet again?"

Seimei looked at Heiyu, and the expectation hidden on that face made him sigh from the bottom of his heart. "It's okay, I'm used to it. If you really become a ghost messenger, maybe we will meet again. I live in the outskirts of Heianjing, at Yiqiao Bridge. It's easy to find. Then I will have a good time with you Have a drink."

"Oh! That's a deal! When I become a ghost messenger, let's have a good drink!" Heiyu laughed again after receiving Seimei's reply. Resentful ghost.

"Remember to take the talisman I gave you. Don't degenerate into an evil ghost before becoming a ghost envoy." Qingming clapped her hands, and the little paper people standing quietly by the side moved again. After the stool and the wine saucer were put away, they floated back into Qingming's hands.

"No, I still want to become a ghost envoy and come to drink with you!" Heiyu looked at Qingming with burning eyes, "Don't forget me!"

"I will never forget you, Kuroba." Seimei promised with a smile.

When he was about to walk out of the village, Qingming turned his head and glanced at Heiyu, who was still watching him from a distance, Qingming tapped his bat fan on the palm of his hand and said to himself: "However, after you become a ghost messenger, you will forget the past. Everything, I probably don’t remember this agreement.” The last words floated out of Qingming’s mouth, he glanced at the gray sky, and breathed a sigh of relief.

And Heiyu watched Qingming's tall and straight figure leave, folded the talisman solemnly and put it in his skirt to hide it next to his body, it seemed that there was still a faint fragrance of Qingming's body on it.

"After I finish my revenge and become a ghost messenger, I will come to you."

To Qingming's surprise, Hei Yu's memory was not erased because he was carrying the charm he gave him. Instead, he and his younger brother acted as ghost messengers, running around for the underworld.

After becoming a Ghost Messenger, Kuroba originally wanted to see Seimei immediately, but the work of the Ghost Messenger and the faint rumors about Seimei made him a little bit discouraged.

That person is Abe Seimei, the number one onmyoji in Heian-kyo who controls ghosts and gods.And he was just a ghost that he had seen once. As an onmyoji, Abe Seimei had probably seen countless of them.

Heiyu just didn't want to, when he came to visit, all he got was Qingming's apologetic smile and a sentence: "Sorry, who are you?"

Just wait, he told himself.

Such a wait is several years.

When he heard the news of Abe Seimei's amnesia, Kuroba couldn't hold back his heart, and something happened again, so he and the ghost made Bai came to the door.

Even with amnesia, Seimei's smile is as gentle and elegant as Kuroba's when he first saw her.

Even though he had seen Seimei's familiar smile so many times from a distance, Kuroba's heart was sore and swelled.

If I knew this earlier, I should have come to Qingming at that time.But it's just a little late, a little late, and I don't even have the last thought.

Those who should not remember still remember this agreement, but those who should remember have lost their memory.

When will we be able to fulfill that promise, Seimei-sama?

The ghost messenger named Black Feather is waiting for you to recover your memory, and then have a good drink with you.

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