After exposing myself, I was approached by my best friend

The small mountain village is silent in the middle of the night, and the silver moonlight seems to cover this uncontested village with a layer of tulle, making it look hazy.

Fluorescence flickers in the fields, and fireflies flying all over the sky echo inexplicably with the stars in the night sky.

With the cool evening wind blowing gently, Wu Tiaoqing took off his coat and covered the picked child.

During the day, Wutiaoqing told the villagers that he accidentally lost his luggage when he went down the mountain, and picked up a child at the foot of the mountain, hoping to rest in the village for the night.

With his harmless appearance, the simple villagers believed him, and even felt sorry for what happened to him, and warmly invited him to rest in the village.

The kind-hearted villager also cleaned up the child he picked up, changed into clean clothes, and combed the weed-like hair.

Wujo Qing glanced at the sleeping child, got up and went to sit on the wooden porch outside the house, where the homemade wine specially sent by the village head was placed.

He poured a glass of wine, leaned against the door panel and looked at the full moon hanging in the sky, drinking alone.

To get close to Abe Seimei, he needs an opportunity.

One that the other party can't refuse and doesn't seem so deliberate, a chance encounter.

He plans to stay with Abe Seimei as an ordinary person. There will always be some ordinary people around the famous onmyoji in history who cannot meet their chances, and the probability of coming into contact with the artifact will also be greatly increased.

In any case, it was better than him acting rashly as an unknown person.

Besides, there is no target yet, and the news about the artifact is so well hidden that even Master Fengshen doesn't know much about it.

Whether it's for your own safety or to find things faster, it's a very good choice to follow that person.

...Of course, there is also his selfish desire to see this onmyoji with his own eyes.

He wanted to see what the Great Onmyoji who was so respected by his aunt looked like.

"Well……"

A low groan came from the room, Wu Tiaoqing paused, put down his wine glass and looked back.

The unconscious little guy woke up.

He sat up slowly, with a bewildered look on his face.

Wu Tiaoqing walked in, the child raised his head, looked at him, and asked, "Who... are you?"

With a dry and hoarse voice, like sand grinding, Wu Tiaoqing walked aside, picked up the bamboo tube in the corner, went to sit next to the child, opened the lid and poured half a glass of water over it.

"Drink some water first."

"Thank you." The little guy thanked in a low voice, probably thirsty for a long time, took the water glass and couldn't wait to drink it.

"Cough...cough cough...cough..."

There was a series of astonishing coughing sounds in the silent night. Seeing the other party coughing, Wu Tiaoqing bent his knees, put his arms on top of his face, and said slowly: "Be careful of choking."

"..." Is it too late for you to say now?

Wu Tiaoqing seemed to have not seen the indescribable expression on the little guy's face, and raised the bamboo tube with water in his hand, "Do you want more?"

After coughing, the throat became more uncomfortable. The little guy was silent for a few seconds, pursed his lips, held the cover with both hands, and handed it over, "Yes."

"So cute." Wu Tiaoqing gave him a compliment with a smile on his face, and poured him another half glass of water.

Having learned the lesson, the other party's drinking speed has obviously slowed down this time. Wu Tiaoqing slightly raised the corner of his mouth, tilted his head, and asked softly, "Little guy, what's your name?"

"It's dangerous to go up the mountain alone, maybe you will encounter monsters."

He squinted and smiled, because of the backlight, his black hair contrasted sharply with his pale complexion, his bright red lips were particularly eye-catching, and the black hair scattered on the tatami beside him seemed to have turned into a coiling snake .

Wujoqing raised his index finger to cover his lips, and the corners of his mouth seemed to become strangely curved.

"like this."

The blood-colored fingers at the fingertips slowly approached the immature child, and the black hair was windless and automatic.The gloomy atmosphere spread, and the boy with his back to the moonlight was like a man-eating monster depicted in the story with a gorgeous skin to confuse people's hearts.

The child concentrated on drinking water, did not see this scene, put down the glass after hearing his question, "boy, hemp leaf boy."

Wutiaoqing: ...

His luck is still as good as ever.

Gojo Kiyo withdrew his hand and squinted his eyes to look at the other party up and down.

With a scrawny body and delicate facial features, but with a sallow complexion, he looked like a malnourished refugee.I didn't expect that Ma Cang Ye Wang would look like this when he was a child.

so troublesome.

Wujo Qingzhi sighed quietly, is this retribution?The news of the present world came too soon.

This luck is really out of luck, why did he pick up a dangerous person back after picking it up casually.

Ma Ye Tongzi, also known as Ma Cang Ye Wang, is a well-known great onmyoji in the records of later generations. It is said that he is comparable to Abe Seimei, and he is also an extremely dangerous person.

Because this person's goal in life is to build a utopia without ordinary people, a world exclusive to psychics.

"Who are you, why am I here, and what is this place?"

The dryness of the throat was relieved, and Ma Yetong's questions were like machine guns one after another. Wu Tiaoqing curled his lips secretly, completely lost interest in his heart, and the strange atmosphere disappeared, and he replied weakly: "Wu Tiaoqing, one The common man who picked you up from the mountain."

"This is a small village at the foot of the mountain."

"On the mountain? Why am I on the mountain?"

Wutiaoqing: ...

How do I know why you are on the mountain!

……and many more?

Wutiaoqing asked tentatively, "You don't remember how you got up the mountain?"

Ma Ye Boy shook his head, with a dazed and helpless expression, trying to recall, but his mind went blank, and he couldn't remember anything from the past.

Who is he besides his name, why is he here, where is his home, his family?

I can't remember them all.

The hands covered with scabs were involuntarily placed on his chest, and since he started to think about those things, his chest became particularly uncomfortable.

As if being held by something, the heart couldn't beat, and the blood seemed to stop flowing.

The air became thinner, making it hard to breathe.

The dark pupils began to slowly lose focus and become slack, and the fear of the unknown crawled into those big eyes.

tick...

The sound of tiny water droplets is especially noticeable in a quiet room.

Ah this...

He didn't say anything, why did he make people cry?

Wujoqing twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the other party with dull eyes and shed tears silently, froze for a while, put down his legs, leaned forward, and stretched out his fingers to point at the other party's smooth forehead.

"it hurts!"

Ma Ye Boy let out a scream, and all the messy things in his mind were bounced away, and he glared at the murderer with red eyes.

Gojo Kiyoshi's expression remained unchanged, with a gentle smile on his face, and he pushed the person back onto the tatami bedding with forceful movements that didn't match his expression.

"It's too late, the child should go to bed, otherwise he won't grow taller."

I just woke up!

Ma Ye Boy glared at him.

Wu Tiaoqing pulled up the robe that had been covered on the opponent before, covering him, with a soft tone. "Good night, good boy."

After patting Quan Dang twice to lull him to sleep, Wu Tiaoqing got up quickly, walked out of the room, and waved his hand before closing the door, signaling him to go to bed quickly.

Ma Ye Boy: ...