On the Possibility of Part-Time Jobs for God Judges[Comprehensive]

Lian Hongba's first contract was with a big monster. For this reason, Abe Seimei specially set aside time to teach him how to strengthen the relationship with Shikigami.

"In the final analysis, it is still the [curse]."

He Mao Baoxian, who was holding a drink at the side, curled his lips, "Hongba, don't listen to him, this guy is playing tricks again."

Abe Seimei still smiled dignifiedly, turned around and fell down on the way home from Homo Kamo.

Now He Mao Baoxian didn't realize the impending bad luck, he took a sip of wine, and explained to Lian Hongba with great interest.

"To control shikigami, the most important thing is to establish a bond. The [curse] Qingming said is a deepening relationship here." He Mo Baoxian stroked Maoyou on his lap, and Maoyou lazily yawned, Stretched out a paw to reach Paul Constitution's wine glass.

He Mao Baoxian's eyes softened, "That's right, just like me and the cat again."

Lian Hongba nodded thoughtfully. In the next few days, he ran out more frequently. Gu Huo Niao spent more than half of his time in different places every day to take care of the helpless children. Ba would be with her sometimes, and when Gu Huo Niao was free, he would teach him how to make the sword faster.

"Waterfall is a good place. If you can swing your sword quickly in the turbulent and powerful water, then in the air, your speed will be several times faster." Gu Huo Niao said his experience without hesitation, Lian Hongba was a child who surprised her. He was not weak like ordinary humans, and he didn't worry about food and drink. All she could give this child seemed to be the experience of fighting.

"There is a nice place, besides the waterfall, there are also cherry blossoms."

The place Gu Huo Niao mentioned was in the remote wilderness. There was a cherry blossom tree bigger than Qingming Garden. It was as thick as five or six people hugging each other. It has not yet bloomed, but it has already revealed its enchanting beauty.

After Lian Hongba practiced sword under the waterfall every day, he would lie down under the tree dripping wet for a while, and the sweet and soft fragrance came from all directions, accompanied by the evening wind, and the flowers and branches slowly swayed.

A branch full of flowers... Lian Hongba suddenly thought of something, he groped on his body, but couldn't find it, and hurried back to the mansion to ask Abe Seimei.

"Qingming, when you brought me back, did you see a Bu Yao?" Lian Hongba still liked that Bu Yao, besides, it was something given to him by someone else.

"No, there should be nothing around." Abe Seimei looked up from the book.

"Qingming no longer has any credibility, and Hu Zhisuke doesn't know where to go." Lian Hongba's sharp words pierced his heart, and then he was a little depressed, "I'll look for it, but even if it's still there, it's already fallen." Is it broken? It’s made of jade after all.”

"...Is it something very important?" Abe Seimei's tone was the same as usual, but only he knew that the feeling lingering in his heart at this time was probably just unhappy.

This child has countless memorable pasts, and there will be no Seimei Abe in that past.

This feeling is similar to a child's desire for exclusive possession of friends. According to Abe Seimei's plan, they should be closer than anyone else, and that relationship will override the relationship between Onmyoji and Shikigami.

"It's something I like very much." This reason is enough to support the practice of Hongba.

"Alright, you can look for it. If you really can't find it, I have a solution here." Abe Seimei smiled faintly, stood up and came to Lian Hongba's side, and his hand naturally fell on the red hair, gently stroking Caress.

Lian Hongba was already used to this kind of "touching" the head, and he didn't object.

Outside the sliding door opened in front of the two of them was the ancient cherry tree in the yard, the flowers had already bloomed halfway, and the pink and white petal feathers were round and lovely, like a large cloud of pink and white smoke hanging on the branches.

"Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, come in the middle of the night, and go at dawn..." Abe Seimei said at this time, the language of the Tang Kingdom, and he can probably be ranked in the top three in the whole of Heianjing when it comes to Tang studies. At this time, his tone was low, After practicing Hongba, I didn't find any strange pronunciation, and it was as natural as a native.

"Is Qingming reading Bai Letian's anthology?" Lian Hongba was quite familiar with these lines.

"That's right, will the pronunciation be strange?" Abe Seimei asked him with a smile.

Lian Hongba shook his head, his emotions began to rise, his red pupils flickered slightly, and the bright colors seemed to burn, he changed his original language to speak, "It's not surprising, it's like hearing a local accent in a foreign country. "

"Bai Letian seldom writes such poems. Such ambiguous narration may be due to the same hesitation in his heart." Abe Seimei walked to the corridor, and Ah Shi brought warm wine and a stack of pastries. It looks like a butterfly.Abe Seimei picked up the wine glass, and a cherry blossom swirled into his glass, "Beautiful things are always perishable, and they are too hard to grasp and touch, which makes people sad."

Lian Hongba took a plate of snacks and ate them. This time, there was a sweet taste in the snacks, which made him feel a little unbelievable.

"A Shi can actually make butterfly cakes? Also, isn't sugar so hard to come by?"

Abe Seimei smiled, "groaned" and "groaned", unfolding his fan, with a confident look.

Lian Hongba: ...I almost forgot that this is not an ordinary person.

"There are desserts you like. You can tell Ah Shi. If you demonstrate it once, you can probably make it." Abe Seimei also picked up a piece of butterfly cake, took a small bite, and narrowed his black eyes glowing with inspiration. Get up, "The house has enough sugar and milk, don't worry."

Lian Hongba wanted to laugh a little, "You just want my recipe."

"You can't speak too bluntly."

A plate of butterfly cakes bottomed out quickly, comforting Lian Hongba's heart that hadn't eaten decent dim sum for a long time.A Shi left for a trip, and came back with two bowls of fresh fish soup. Not to mention, this is another recipe contributed by Lian Hongba.

"Since Hongba came, the whole life has become different. In the past, it was very deserted and lonely here." Abe Seimei drank wine leisurely, Lianhongba nodded as a matter of course, this appearance made Abe Seimei laugh.

"If this kind of life can continue, life will be satisfied. But when I read poetry today and suddenly read "Flowers Are Not Flowers", I just feel that everything is fleeting." But Mao revealed a little regret.

The second half of "Flowers Are Not Flowers" is read as "How long does it come like a spring dream, and it goes like a morning cloud without a place to find", which will inevitably make people feel sad and sad.

"...I said that you nobles always feel 'sorrowful' because you are facing plants like cherry blossoms all day long." Lian Hongba sneered at Abe Seimei's rare feelings. Rising up beside him, burning the rain of cherry blossom petals that drifted to his side, mercilessly.

"I love red toon the most. Even if it withers, it won't procrastinate. Wouldn't it be nice to scatter it neatly like beheading? That's the death of an upright general, the death of a warrior, and there is no need for an overture and prelude. It's a joy. Just die in battle." Lian Hongba burned all the petals around him, stood up, and the surroundings were suddenly quiet.

"I'm going out, the darker the sky, the harder it is to find that hair ornament." As soon as he finished speaking, he climbed up the courtyard wall skillfully, and the bellflower mark on his body lit up, passed through the barrier, and disappeared in the sinking area. In the twilight.

Abe Seimei was meditating on the low table, and after a while, he woke up like a dream.

"Do I have to drink two bowls of fish soup by myself?"

Lian Hongba came back in the middle of the night, and Abe Seimei was still awake. Looking at his angry face, he knew that he hadn't found anything.

"Seimei, what's the remedy you mentioned?"

"I know a craftsman who is very good at making jewelry from the Tang Dynasty... Let me warm up the fish soup and serve it to you."

"where is he?"

"I asked Ah Shi to take you there... Don't you want to drink the fish soup?"

"Qingming, you are so annoying! Can't I drink two bowls by myself?!" Lian Hongba was furious, he was in the depression of losing his favorite hair accessory, and Qingming came to tease him!

Abe Seimei finally knows how it feels to raise a rebellious child. He has to masturbate. It is better to be silent at this time. The fish soup will be delivered to Hongba's room later.

Today's Great Onmyoji, Seimei-sama, is really obsessed with the leftover fish soup~

"Don't go to bed too late." Qingming finally touched Lian Hongba's head, got up and left.

The room fell silent, and Lian Hongba slowly curled up into a knee-hugging position by himself.

The things he had been deliberately ignoring all along came to the surface clearly with the loss of Bu Yao. He no longer has any ties to this world. With the disappearance of Jiaolin Qixing and others, the connection between the concept of "practicing red bully" and the world has become more and more complicated. Infinitely weak, he thought that even if he lived in Heianjing, it didn't matter, but...

【See you in three months~】

The dark fallen Fu Sangshen made an agreement with him arbitrarily. He said that he would go to a distant battlefield and come back in three months.

Breaking one's word is not considered a gentleman, Lian Hongba felt at the same time that Fu Sangshen might be a dead-headed guy unexpectedly.

He has to find Foxnosuke sooner. Only by finding Foxnosuke who has the omnipotent database can he hope to return to the battlefield under the jurisdiction of the "government" of time.

The song "Flowers Are Not Flowers" did have a certain influence on him, and Lian Hongba knew those lines better than people in this country. Bai Letian also wrote "The Tomb of the True Mother", which was even more heartbreaking to read.

"Difficult to linger, easy to break, Saibeihua, Jiangnanxue..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga walked into the unowned Honmaru, and the courtyard was full of lanterns. In the middle of the yard was an extremely large Phoenix lantern, which was only half-finished, leaning there crookedly, maintaining the posture before take-off.

He lightly touched the lantern, then stared at the dust on his fingertips in a daze.

In fact, his battle was not over. After hearing the rumors that the [Red Dragon Encirclement and Suppression Force] was established, he turned back in a panic. Now it seems that it seems a step too late.

Following the traces of the battle, Tsurumaru Kuninaga tracked all the way, looking at the thick ashes on the ground, it is not difficult to imagine what a tragic battle it was.Still harboring dim hope in his heart, he tried to find Lian Hongba, searched back and forth several times, but finally found nothing.

The war horse was already panting, Tsurumaru Kuninaga dismounted to take a rest, he took a few sips of water from the water bag, and suddenly saw a shiny thing out of the corner of his eye.

He cleaned up the ashes, and finally held the hair ornament in his hand with trembling fingertips.

Made of jade, with garnet hanging down, the Bu Yao carved into the shape of a flower branch has been broken into two pieces.Fu Sangshen's golden eyes stared straight at this Bu Yao, and in the next moment, blood filled his eyes.

"You guys...!!!"