[Onmyoji] Bo Qing

When Qingming appeared in front of Suzaku's gate in the bright moonlight, a quarter of a century had passed.

"You're late, Seimei." Boya said, he was dressed for battle, with a red sheathed long knife on his waist and a bow in his hand.

Boya showed a bit of anger, which made it impossible for people to see that he was still talking to himself just now: "Can I protect Qingming by myself?"

Although Qingming is an onmyoji, Boya is surprisingly trying to protect him, and even protects him among the ghosts.I really don't know whether it should be said that Boya is too bold, or because of other reasons.

But no matter what it is, Seimei, who has used some means to hear that passage, is in a good mood. "Sorry, I overslept a bit."

"I was thinking just now, if you don't come, I don't know what to do by myself." Boya was a little embarrassed to say the outrageous words to Qingming just now, so she said another part of her heart.

"Hey, did it go well?" Qingming clearly knew, but pretended not to know, and just asked calmly.

There was no one around Suzaku Gate.Looking up, I saw the dark Suzaku Gate standing majestically on a moonlit night.

"After reading the gentian and waka, the Holy One burst into tears, closed his eyes and said: 'Ah, I have forgotten that one-night stand. It turned out to be like this. I'm really sorry.'—Hair is also here, look! "Bo Ya took out the hair given by the Holy Majesty, and continued to speak: "The Holy Majesty asked me to tell you, thank you for your good intentions, and also said that if the woman came as a dead spirit, tonight might be the first seven, and I will be in Qingliang Hall Let’s recite Buddha’s name for her one night..."

"It's Shengming." Qingming's attitude was calm, but in fact, when he said this, it was with a hint of sarcasm.But Boya was too stupid to hear it at all.

"Hey, Qingming, the Holy Majesty said to thank you, what happened?"

"Oh, it's my evasion arrangement. No one wants others to know about their former woman. Even the Holy One is no exception." Qingming had just finished speaking when a dull voice came over.

Squeak, squeak——Qingming and Boya looked at the direction of the sound at the same time, and saw a bullock cart approaching slowly from the opposite side under the moonlight.

With the bow in hand, Boya is about to move forward.

"Wait a minute..." Qingming pressed Boya. "Can you give me the Holy Majesty's hair?" Qingming took the Holy Majesty's hair from Boya's hand, and walked forward calmly.

The bullock cart stopped.

"If you stop me, you will be miserable." The curtain of the bullock cart has been burned, and the inside of the cart is completely dark, and a woman's voice can be heard in the darkness.

"I'm sorry, but I can't let him be with you." Seimei said this, and a woman's face appeared in the dark car with no curtains.This face immediately changed into that of a blue-faced ghost with fluffy hair. "Although people cannot come, there are substitutes here."

"A substitute?" "His hair." "Oh?" Hearing Qingming's words, the ghost responded.From its mouth, a wisp of green smoke leisurely spits out.

"Hehe..." The ghost shook his head like crazy, and cried bitterly.

"Although it's a bit late. But the waka and gentian have already been handed over to him." Qingming said quietly.

The ghost wailed even louder and shook his head even more.

"It is said that he read your waka and said with tears: 'I'm really sorry.'" Seimei said, moving forward quietly, covering the hair in his hands with the hair tied on the yoke, and tied a knot.

"Aww!" The ghost cried louder.

Then there was a bang, and a white light flashed by, and the ghost, the ox cart, and the man and woman all disappeared without a trace.The ground was full of moonlight, leaving only the tied hair of men and women.

"It's over." Seimei said.

"It's over? Really?" Boya asked.

"Because it's the end of the story. Because now, the female ghost won't bother him anymore."

"Him?" "Your Majesty." "Qingming, I told you that you shouldn't call your Majesty that way." "Only in front of you." Qingming smiled slightly, expressing his trust in Boya. It made Boya's face flush slightly.

"Bo Ya, haven't the first seven nights passed yet?" Qingming looked at the blush on Boya's face, and felt that the two of them could get along again.Because he made a divination before coming, saying that there will be progress today, so he said: "Then, how about walking with me before reporting this matter to the Holy One?"

"Where are you going with me?"

"Go to the place where the woman was just now." Qingming gave Boya a high-sounding reason: "Because the Holy Majesty can't do this publicly, so let's find the woman's remains and bury them with the corresponding ceremony."

"I don't know much about a woman's remains, but as long as it's for the Holy One, I can accompany you anywhere."

"Then it's decided." "However, where do I want to go with you?" "I've already guessed the location." "Where?" "Probably across Ouchi, somewhere on the other side of the mountain. "How did you know?" "The woman must have used mirror magic." "What mirror magic?" "Bo Ya, you taught me this." "Me? When will I teach you that kind of thing?" "Aren't you the one who noticed the man with the knife hanging on his right waist?" Qingming said as he stepped forward.

"Wait a minute, Qingming. I still don't understand what's going on." Qingming didn't know whether he heard Boya's words. He stopped, bent down and picked up two strands of hair on the ground.

"Hey, let's go." Qingming said.

So, the two came to a lush fir forest.The torch in Boya's hand reflected the mossy roots and rocks.

"Where do we want to go, Qingming?" Boya couldn't help asking after walking into the woods for at least half an hour.

"Find where the woman is." Seimei replied.

"I mean, what is that place?" Boya asked again.

"I'll tell you later." Qingming didn't answer Boya's question.

"Walking in such a scary place, I'm afraid that if it's not that female ghost, it's something else." "That's true." Qingming answered very simply.

"Hey, Qingming." "There is still a little bit of the way of spiritual energy created by the mirror magic. Follow it, and you will always find it." Qingming explained.

In the dark, boundless forest, only a few rays of moonlight can penetrate, and the torch in Boya's hand is already the fourth.

At this time, Qingming's foot was suddenly bumped by something, and he almost fell to the ground.Fortunately, Boya had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and he supported Qingming's waist in time. "What's the matter, Seimei? Are you okay?" Boya asked a little nervously.

"It seems to have arrived." Qingming replied, but Boya didn't let go of his hand in a hurry, and just shone the torch forward.

In the darkness in front of him, a hazy white figure appeared in the weeds under the woods.It turned out that the head of a particularly large cedar tree was covered in thick black around the white shadow, moving like a mist.

The air-conditioning in the woods was intrusive. I don't know if it was because of the person in his arms or the ghost that was about to appear. Boya felt that he was so nervous that he could hardly breathe.

The white shadow seemed to emit a hazy and weak light.Qingming didn't break free from Boya, but just smiled and said, "I seem to have accidentally tripped my foot, please take me there."

Only then did Boya not let go of his hand, and walked slowly towards Shiroying with Qingming.

Soon, the two stopped in front of Shirai Shadow.A woman appeared.Dressed in plain white, the woman sat in the weeds under the withered tree, watching Qingming and Boya calmly.

She is the woman who turned into a ghost in the bullock cart just now.Aged in the early thirties.

"I've been waiting for a long time." The woman's red lips have not yet opened, but she has heard his voice.

"Please accept this." Qingming took out two strands of black hair from her bosom, and with Boya's help, presented them to the woman.

The woman stroked her black hair with her cheek, and then pressed it to her lips.She held her black hair in both hands, resting the hand that held it in her lap.

"Look, Seimei..." Boya called out.

A mirror is embedded in the body of the big cedar tree behind the woman.At the root of the fir tree lay two dog corpses lying down, and a slight rotten smell wafted into the air.

"Can you tell us the reason..." Qingming asked the woman, "Mirror magic is mainly a spell mastered by women, but what kind of relationship is there between you and him?"

"Speaking of which, that happened 15 years ago. I used to work in the palace. For some reason, I lived far away from the capital and lived in the mountains." The woman replied calmly: "I saw that for the first time. A nobleman, when I was only 17 years old... At that time, the nobleman had not become a saint. The nobleman came to my house, it was autumn. My mother told me that the nobleman lost his way while hunting deer, looking for the path Suddenly, I came to my door in the mountains... When the nobleman arrived, it was already dusk, and his followers were also separated. There were only two dogs beside me—now they had become the dog corpses behind me... "The woman spoke slowly and calmly.

Both Qingming and Boya listened to her narration quietly.

"That night, the nobleman stayed at my house. That night, he made a marriage contract with me... The nobleman told my mother that he would definitely come to pick us up the next day, and then left. The two dogs were at that time It stayed at my house. It’s been 15 years..." The woman paused, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Since then, I haven't forgotten that noble person for a day. I always think in my heart: 'Tomorrow will come.' 'Tomorrow will come.' It has been like this for 15 years. During this period, my mother passed away, and I was looking forward to it. Worrying to the point of dying of grief—that was seven days ago."

"Because the resentment is too much, I can't eat, I feel that my life is at the end, and I decided to meet each other in life or death, so I did an evil here." Pointing to the mirror on the tree, the woman said: " The mirror over there is a treasure handed down from my family. When my family was prosperous in the past, it was rewarded by the emperor at that time... and the two dogs, I cut their throats with a short knife and killed them. They have been together day and night for 15 years, and they have the same heart. Defiance made me do it. It's miserable."

"It's always a bull that pulls a cart, so here's the cart waiting?" Qingming whispered, looking at the woman. "The meaning of the song is understood, but the attached gentian is still unclear..."

The woman raised her head and said decisively, "Longdan is my name."

"I see." Qingming nodded.

The woman lowered her gaze. "With this lock of hair, now I can get my wish..." She held her hair with her hands on her chest. "Becoming a miserable ghost and taking the lives of those who have nothing to do with it, my heart is full of regrets..." The woman's voice became weaker and weaker.

The woman fell on her back and finally said: "Thank you."

Seimei and Boya approached the woman.

Moved the torch to shine it, and saw a female corpse lying there, half of the muscles had been rotten, and there were two strands of black hair on the chest.

"Finally I can die..." Boya said this.

"Hmm." "Seimei, I want to ask you a question." "What?" "About that waka and gentian. These things are actually going to be sent to the master?" "Probably." "You said that you made a mistake at the time. How do you know that it was sent to me by mistake?" "By the "Heart Sutra." "The "Heart Sutra?" "When you received the waka, didn't you just copy "Heart Sutra"?" "That's right." "That's why I made a mistake." "That's right." Boya said, looking at the woman's face illuminated by the torch.

"The ghost is so pitiful..." he murmured.

Half of the woman's face was rotten, but there seemed to be a smile on her lips.

After Boya finished sympathizing with the woman, he looked at Qingming with some distress: "Your foot is injured, why don't I take you home."

"Okay." Qingming didn't quite understand what Boya's distress meant—couldn't it be that she didn't want to send herself home?But Seimei, Boya's character, is very familiar, so the possibility of this is zero.

So Qingming quietly waited for Boya's next words.

"It would be too slow to walk back like this, and your foot is injured again, it may be more serious. So..."

"so?"

"Although you may feel inappropriate, can I walk home with you in my arms?"

In fact, Qingming thought it would be better to use the back, but Boya already had a quiver on his back, so he couldn't force others to do what he wanted.Moreover, the further step mentioned in the hexagram may refer to this...

"Yes." Qingming looked at Boya thoughtfully, seeing his face getting redder and redder, then nodded with a smile, opened his hand to Boya's neck, and embraced him. "Then, everything is up to you."

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There is progress~~~~