The Mystery of Fangshi Edo

It was an ordinary day.

Seinosuke Nosato had a rare day off today, and wanted to take Miya and Rikako to the park for a picnic, but Miya’s new friend from kindergarten invited her to play there today, and Li Huazi was worried about Miya who had lost the power of the black goat, so she also went there.

So it was rare for him to return to the days when he was alone. After thinking for a while, he decided to stay at home and watch his collection of niche rock movies.But before he put the disc into the DVD player, he suddenly received a message from Fang Shi Yangming.

[Mr. Nori, good morning, the CD of the fourth episode of the poor SLAVER is on sale today. I just saw it in the video store in XX District. It may still be available now. 】

"What? Didn't you say you have to wait until the end of the month...?"

Seinosuke quickly checked the official website and found that CD sales had started in some offline stores in advance, but he missed the news due to his busy work and 'family' affairs.

【Thank you for reminding me, I'll be there right now. 】

He put on his coat and went out after a while.

Although this CD is very small, there are still fans. When Seinosuke Nori came to the store where it was in stock, there was only the last one left.

The process of paying, packing, and leaving was very smooth, but when he was about to take the subway home, he almost bumped into an old man who jumped out suddenly at the corner and was walking forward with his head down while leaning on a cane.

He subconsciously evaded to the side, but half of his body still touched the old man—the strange thing was that the old man didn't move at all. Instead, he staggered back as if he had hit a hard wall, and his hind feet stumbled beside him. On the bicycle parked by someone, in order to maintain balance, he subconsciously opened his hand, and the paper bag containing the CD came out of his hand, and fell to the ground with a click.

"what……"

Seinosuke gasped, first raised his head to confirm that the old man was not injured, then bent down to pick up the paper bag and took out the contents.

Sure enough, the CD case cracked.

Although no matter how you look at it, it is the problem of the old man who bowed his head and didn't look at the road, but no matter how I say it, I won't care about it with the old man.

Seinosuke's temperament was already high - almost all of his gentlemanly demeanor and patience were reserved for Li Huazi at the end of Huimo, and he always had a bad face towards the rest, so he snorted coldly and raised his chin at this time.

"Forget it, how deep is my enthusiasm for the Black Soil Xiazuo Band, I am afraid that an old man like you will not understand!"

He brushed the dust off the cracked CD case, his eyes full of distress.

Fortunately, the CD body is not damaged, so we have to be more careful when we go back.

After hearing his words, the old man with a cane and a pale beard didn't speak for a while, but when Seinosuke was about to say goodbye and leave, he heard a click, and the old man suddenly threw his cane aside.

"The old man understands."

"Why...?" Seinosuke raised his head without understanding what he meant.

The old man lifted his outer shirt, and under the old-fashioned kimono, there was a trendy short-sleeved T-shirt.

""Poor SLAVER"? Seinosuke looked at the text on the T-shirt, couldn't help but widen his eyes, raised his hand tremblingly, and adjusted his glasses, "This yellow one, I remember it was a limited edition four years ago when the second movie first came out." It's on sale, don't tell me you...! "

The old man looked at him and nodded slowly and solemnly.

"Old man, I also like Buddhist relic rock."

……

"Then they listened to the CD together, exchanged contact information, and later simply played music together. I heard that they were discovered by a small film producer during the underground performance and invited them to make a new episode."

In a certain office of the Tokyo High School, Fangishi Yangming stood casually against the wall, talking to Gojo Satoru and Noctua Masamichi about the information he had learned.

"Anyway, that's all I know about the opportunity for the principal Leyan Temple of the Kyoto High School to quit the magic world."

"Really." Noctua rubbed his temples, "Thank you for telling us this."

Gojo Satoru, who was sitting next to him on the sofa, clicked his tongue in displeasure.

Not long ago, there was a turmoil in the upper echelons of the magic world, and a few insiders were found out among the radicals. As a representative of the conservative faction, Leyan Temple could have continued to live in the upper echelons in name only if they survived this period.

However, to no one's surprise, he actually resigned from all his positions on the grounds that "I'm old and can't bear torment", took the initiative to restrain himself, and then left, because everyone was busy with themselves. The family's internal affairs, so no one has time to trouble him.

To put it simply, it's just slipping away.

Thinking that the old man was one step ahead of himself in being at ease, Wujo Gojo had the urge to take out Leyansi Jiashen and hang it on the roof of the building, so that the old man could bask in the sun.

It's a pity that the moth Zhengdao would not agree.

"Then there is one more thing." Fang Shi Yangming said, taking out two letters and a CD, "Mei Tsuji entrusted me to deliver these two letters to Xia Youjie, it should be written to him by the sisters with spells of."

"What about this one?" Gojo Satoru took the thing, put the hole in the middle of the disc on his index finger and twirled around, "Kidnapping video?"

"No, it's just a movie that's still in the preview period. It's a horror theme. I want to give you a copy here. I'd like to hear some comments if possible."

"Horror movie?" The silver-haired conjurer smiled, "It's a rare opportunity, let's hold a movie viewing meeting at the high school—as the price for the strongest human being to hold a preview meeting for you, if it is a bad movie, I will Will bring someone to smash your windows..."

"Enlightenment." Ye Mo Zhengdao stopped him, and then looked under the sunglasses at Fang Shi Yangming, "Fang Shi, how are you doing now?"

"Me?" The young man was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect the other party to mention him, "How should I put it... the same as before?"

His concealment methods are impeccable, and now he has found a new residence and even used a new name. Of course, his job is still to write something.

"If anyone troubles you, remember to contact the high school." Ye Mozheng added.

"...Thank you so much."

Fang Shi Yangming took his leave without saying a few words.

Although he disagrees with most of the situation in the magic world, he can probably understand why Chieda would be willing to work under Noctua Masamune.

"It's obvious that I've only been an auxiliary supervisor here for a short time... Is this the so-called 'ideal boss'?"

Unfortunately, he prefers to work alone.

……

Later, in the college, a reference room.

Xia Youjie flipped through the various materials he had accumulated during his absence in the past few years. Although his expression was normal, he felt a little dazed in his heart.

It was as if he was still a student of a high school and hadn't left until now.

But I have to admit that many things have changed.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and the black-haired boy who walked in from the outside froze for a moment, then greeted him.

"You are... Mr. Xia You, right? Good afternoon." The boy in the college uniform looked a little nervous when facing the face of the former enemy, "I'm Yoshino Junpei, a first-year student. I'm here to check something."

"good afternoon."

Seeing that the other party also came to check the information, Xia Youjie walked away from the shelf.

He has been closely watched by people from all walks of life in the magic world these days, so he stayed at the high school temporarily at the suggestion of Noctua Moth, just to see more about what happened in the past year when he 'died'.

At the same time, due to the sharp reduction in the number of spell spirits, college students also have more time to stay in school for training, and the location of missions is also changed from the city center to the suburbs to deal with those spell spirits that were shelved in the past and far away from the city center .

Although far away from the city center, those things are not easy to deal with. Many of them have been entrenched in the local area for several years or more, and they are more adaptable to the local environment. The understanding that if you make an incorrect action, the difficulty of the task may skyrocket.

"you……"

"What?" Shun Ping, who was flipping through the pages, raised his head and looked at Xia Youjie who was hesitant to speak.

The former super warlock was silent for a while, and asked, "Have you ever thought about what to do if the curse spirit is almost exorcised?"

He's been quite confused lately - about Nanako and Mimiko.

Back then, I went to the Salvation Ranch by myself and didn't mention it to anyone. He said that those two children were abandoned by him. didn't come back.

They might hate themselves. When they were young, they were abused by villagers and taken away by ranchers who thought they were kind. They were almost treated as subjects for human experiments. Although I rescued them in time, they left without a word. All they had to wait for was death.

So after receiving the two letters that were said to be from Nanako and Mimiko, he never dared to read them.

Where do they live now, how are they doing... these can only be guessed.

"You mean, things in the future?" Facing the question, Junpei thought for a while, "If there is no magic spirit, I might..."

"what?"

"That's right, write something or something?" He scratched his hair embarrassingly, "I don't know too well, some of my classmates want to start a business to make money or inherit the family business to initiate changes... In contrast, I It’s not as powerful as what they want to do.”

"Write something? Do you mean writing a story about the experience of exorcising the cursed spirit?"

"Ah, no, although I like that kind of horror novel, I don't really want to write it." Junpei explained in a panic, "Maybe I will write something about... real-time society? By the way, what are your plans?"

"I don't know, maybe I will become a monk."

Hearing this answer, the boy's hand that was turning the page stopped: "If you become a monk, will Mr. Wutiao go to the temple to find you?"

"...It's possible." Xia Youjie sighed, "That guy will argue with me on topics like 'Buddhism, Taoism and contemporary education' for half an hour, and then record it and post it online to start the fight."

"Or I took you to take a photo without your consent, and the text below is 'photo with the monk' or something like that..."

"Tsk, forget it then!"

Xia Youjie only felt goosebumps all over his body, but he relaxed a little.

Just chatting for a while, Junpei was about to leave when he saw two envelopes on the table next to him.

"Aren't you going to open it?" he asked.

"I'll open it in a while." Xia Youjie replied.

……

After Yoshino Junpei left, he opened the first letter nervously.

Different from the expected violent words, the tone of the two children was exceptionally calm. First, they expressed their gratitude to Xia Youjie for taking care of him for so many years, and then described their sadness when they were left behind, and their desires after hearing that he was resurrected. I came to see him, but was told that I couldn't meet him temporarily for safety reasons.

【"We also want to help Master Xia You."】

【"I found a job, although it was a bit hard, but I understood a lot."】

【"When you come back, I want to use the money I earned to buy gifts for Lord Xia You."】

Xia Youjie smiled unconsciously as he looked at the words.

How come I never thought of this possibility.

"It's really... grown up."

After feeling a lot, he picked up the second letter and found that the signatures were no longer Mimiko and Nanako, but the person named "Misamine Mitsuji".

With doubts, he opened the envelope and found that there was only one line of writing inside.

[Come here before next month and settle their accommodation fees, otherwise I will be rude to them. ——Misa Peak. 】

"..."

-

That night.

In the huge basement, a new movie that has not yet been officially released is playing on the screen.

The story tells the story of a sudden disappearance of children in a mountain village with a legend of a river god. With the joint efforts of a female college student with a psychic physique from outside and the uncle of the local kindergarten principal, they defeated the evil spirit pretending to be a river god.

In the end, when the heroine had just finished killing the evil spirits, she met a child who woke up in the middle of the night. She put her left hand holding the bloody blade behind her back, showed the firefly in her right hand to the child with a smile, and compared Shh' gesture.

"The opportunity to produce evil spirits is actually just a wish to watch fireflies with everyone, so touching..." After watching the movie, the panda wiped tears that did not exist, "It's great that everyone can reconcile with the teacher in the end."

"Yeah, it's so touching." Junpei Yoshino was also wiping away tears, "Ms. "The Eye of the Cobra" actually co-wrote the script with the teacher of "Didn't Steal the Pudding", am I in heaven? "

Knotabagi Youruto didn't know what to say, so he could only laugh dryly, and changed the topic: "Speaking of which, the episode in the middle is quite special, what combination is it?"

"Let me see..." Nagasaki Yarose narrowed her eyes and looked at the cast and credits played after the movie, "Why haven't they been shown yet?"

"It's already passed." Fu Heihui replied unhurriedly, "It's called 'self-defeating middle-aged brotherS'."

"Salmon." Curlythorn the dog nodded.

"It smells like an old man." Chanyuan Maki couldn't help but said, "And why does the voice of the sub-singing guitarist sound familiar?"

Knotabagi Yuhito touched his chin and thought for a while, then said, "Looks like the principal over there in Kyoto?"

"Impossible?" Nagasaki opened his eyes wide, "Go back and listen to it again! I'm going to record it and send it to everyone at the Kyoto school!"

"That's right, it is indeed him." Gojo Satoru shrugged, "It is said that after resigning, he went to an underground band to vent his dissatisfaction and was approached by the producer."

In fact, he had already guessed it.

The producer discovered that band, it was obviously Fang Shi Yangming who he found by himself.

……

In the dark of night, Fang Shi Yangming rode his motorcycle all the way to the underground performance venue of 'BrotherS who gave up on himself and middle-aged and elderly people'.

The script was co-written by him and Ihei Xiaobane. Due to the different writing styles, the process was not very smooth, but because the story was adapted from real events, there was no problem in the general direction.

And until now, he still remembers Chie-mi's expression when he told him about the incident.

"I killed the guy who was trying to replace the River God, and then I saw that nothing happened after the incident, and the kindergarten teacher was also very nice, so I made a joke and asked him if he wanted to have a meal together."

"To that Mr. Xing Ming?"

"Yeah, and then do you know how he answered me?" Chieda showed an unbelievable expression, "He actually clasped his hands to Xiao Chieda, and then said 'Amitabha.'!"

"Ahahahaha..."

Back to the present, he walked to the audience in the underground performance venue and looked at the group that was about to start performing on the stage.

Nosato Seinosuke and Rakuganji Kashin have a bass and a guitar, in addition to drummers and keyboards. Such a simple combination has grown rapidly in recent months with its unique temperament.

"It's about to start." Fang Shi Yangming said, and glanced at a figure beside him, "Is Mr. Yansheng coming to the show too?"

"I just want to ask you, how did you survive?"

The samurai ghost appeared next to him at some point.

"This, ah... that, probably Silver Key got enough 'information' from my reincarnation, and left after satisfying his appetite."

Ji Guoyansheng closed his eyes.

Forget it, he didn't expect this guy to tell the truth.

"What show?" he asked.

"Ah, it's probably..."

Before Fang Shi Yangming had time to introduce, the sound of the guitar connected to the stereo sounded loudly, followed by a "HEAAAAA!!!!" from the old man of Leyan Temple

Today's first-hand song is the classic Buddha relic rock sung in tribute to Heitu Xizao.

The compact drumbeat and music complemented each other, and firmly grasped the hearts of all the fans present.

Of course, it also washed away Ji Guoyansheng's understanding of 'art'.

"This kind of gig ... is still early days for me."

He suppressed the urge to cover his ears and disappeared in place.

Fang Shi Yangming smiled wryly, and didn't hold back much, and continued to enjoy the performance with other spectators (crossed out).

It was only right to take the trouble to have these two meet.

he thought.

I heard that Mr. Xingmei can play the shakuhachi. I don’t know if you are interested in joining. It would be great if Mr. Nori’s band can add a little more shocking element.

Let’s introduce it next time and give it a try. Let’s start today——

"Seven treasures are scattered, the wind is broken, and the decadent air is in the grass, and the Buddhist relic is in the shout ah ah ah ah ah 嗷 ————— !!!"