[Onmyoji] Another me in the world

When the sun was slowly sinking into the horizon, the ox cart arrived at the mansion.

Maintaining Seimei's style and bidding farewell to Minamoto Hiroya who was going home, the young man took Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, Kagura and Xiaobai into the courtyard.

Hei Qingming looked at the scene in front of him.

The layout of the mansion here is very similar to his.

After all, they were once the same person, and their tastes and aesthetics are still similar.

So why did I wear that kind of makeup before?

The young man stared at the tall and tall Gu Ying, lost in thought.

Yingcao looked at the back of Onmyoji, and said softly, "Master Qingming?"

Hei Seimei gave her a soft smile: "Go and rest first, thank you for your hard work, Yingcao, Kagura, Eight Hundred Bhikuni, Xiaobai, you all go to rest too."

"If you feel uncomfortable, call us."

"Ok."

The women entered the room, while Xiao Bai wagged his tail and said cheerfully: "Master Qingming, I will warm the bed!"

Hei Qingming: "..."

Seeing that he didn't object, Fox Shikigami rushed into the house quickly.

The young man tried to speak in his heart: 【You usually sleep with Xiao Bai? 】

After a long time, someone replied: [I will reject it. 】

The little paper figurines were diligently cleaning the courtyard, and the night wind blew them a little wrinkled. Hei Qingming squatted down, carefully looked at the charms on the little paper figurines, then took out a pen from his bosom, and added a few lines to the end of the spells. Wire.The little paper figurine's body became solid and would not be wrinkled by the wind.

Qingming's voice seemed to ring in his ears, with a bit of a smile: 【Don't you think they are cute when they are about to be blown away? 】Bad taste.

Hei Qingming stroked Sakura's torso, not understanding Qingming's attitude, he asked directly: 【Why aren't you worried?On the bullock cart, why are you helping me? ] Calm, leisurely, calm... Such Qingming made the young man somewhat frustrated.

[I went out this trip just to find you. ] Qingming, who was perched somewhere in this body, said slowly: 【Since I have found you, what is there to worry about?As for why you helped me...] He paused for a long time before saying: 【I'm curious. ] Hei Qingming subconsciously repeated: [ Curious? 】

【You should know about my amnesia. ] Qingming raised a question: 【Sorry, I forgot many things... What is our relationship? 】Hei Qingming almost sneered: 【What do you think? 】

Seimei pondered, but didn't answer.

The wind got stronger, the lanterns under the eaves flew up, the wooden wind chime made a crisp and pleasant sound, and the pink petals fell softly on the ground.

Several clusters, layer upon layer, symbolize enthusiasm, purity and nobility.

Due to the yin and yang technique, the cherry blossoms in the courtyard are always in full bloom, and they are always so gorgeous no matter what time of day they are.

In a remote mountain village, the people who were told that the monster had left warmly invited the group to have a meal, and also presented many pastries and snacks. Kuro Seimei tried to recover the spell by placing them on the stone table under the cherry tree.

very smooth.

It's the same as Yin Yang in his yard, down to the details.

Being reminded again of the fact that Seimei is the same person, the young man is not in a good mood.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed envious of Seimei—the other party still retained his original identity, he could say his name without hesitation in front of monsters and humans, and he had many companions and friends... No, Maybe it should be called jealousy.

So, why don't you feel excited now that you are wearing a Qingming shell?

Maybe it's because Hei Qingming knows that this is illusory, unreal like mirror flowers and water moons, but accidents will eventually be led back to the right track.

Just like the cherry tree in front of you.

The pink petals flew like rain, and quickly piled up a thick layer on the ground, as if clouds from the sky fell to the world.

The flowering period of the cherry blossom is short, only seven days, and it withers when it is the most gorgeous. Its heroic beauty is just like the way of the samurai, and it is widely respected.If Changkai is undefeated, although it is gorgeous, in a certain way, it has lost the most exciting color, isn't it?

The young man returned to the house wearing cherry blossoms, leaving light pink petals along the way, ranging from many to least, and almost none. When he was walking in front of the house, he paused for a while. Xiaobai lay down with his clothes on.

It's really... very strange.

Seimei thought.

The body and the soul are connected, and he is the master of this body. Why do two souls coexist, and the one who dominates is another person?

"Do you know why?"

It was a dream again.

Unlike last time, this is Seimei's dreamland.

The grass grows and the warblers fly, and everything in the world is composed of warm colors. Just looking at it makes people feel a little relaxed from the bottom of their hearts.The real appearance appeared in the dream, the onmyoji in the blue slack suit sat in front of the table in a posture that was not in line with etiquette, stretched his slender legs casually, and stretched out his hand towards the young man: "Please."

There is wine on the table.

The amber liquid appeared paler under the skylight, and the misty fragrance slowly spread out. Hei Qingming slightly curled his lips, and raised his glass kindly without refusing.

To drink.

It's a strange thing that always happens between close friends, and they do it so naturally.Seimei even enjoyed this feeling a little bit.The two seldom talk, but they can understand each other's meaning with every gesture, gesture, and even a look. When the eyes meet, he can see the peace deep in those black eyes.

Seimei remembered the conversation before going out.

Yuan Boya wiped the flute with a silk cloth, and said, "What's the name of the guy who troubled you?"

At that time Qingming replied casually: "He looks the same as me, but he seems to have been born from the darkness. Let's call him 'Hei Qingming' for now."

So at this time, the onmyoji with blue eyes asked tentatively, "Hei Qingming?"

The young man gave him a hard look.

No way?

Seimei opened the folding fan, covering his surprised face.

Their tacit understanding, or synchronization rate, is too high.

This doubt has existed since the youth rewrote the spell of the little paper figurine, and reached its peak when the cherry blossoms withered, and then at this moment, it was vaguely confirmed.This is really... incredible.Known as the most powerful onmyoji in Heian-kyo, someone's thoughts were confused, and the relationship between father, son, brother, etc. danced happily in his mind, and finally he regained his senses: "Are you...me?"

Hei Qingming showed a mocking look, and the curvature of his lips expressed joy: "It's really painful to know nothing about yourself." The young man stood up, and a dark crack appeared behind him, slowly swallowing him: " Thank you for the hospitality, and please take care of me until I return to my body."

It wasn't until his figure completely disappeared that Qingming realized that he stretched out his hand unknowingly, forming a gesture of retention.

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Black Seimei Diary:

Another me, please advise.

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