[Onmyoji] Bo Qing

When he woke up from the memories of the first meeting, Boya followed behind Mi Chong, wondering again why Qingming knew that he was coming.

Logically speaking, this kind of thing happened too many times, and Boya should have learned the answer from Qingming long ago.But every time Boya raised this question, Seimei would always say something specious.

Maybe... Boya thinks so—maybe Seimei has indeed told him the answer, but he is too stupid to understand.After all, Qingming has never lied to himself, and when he sometimes doesn't want to tell himself the answer, he tells himself very directly.

In fact, Boya has been to Qingming's house many times, and he already knows the environment here by heart.

In fact, Boya couldn't get lost even if Mi Chong didn't deliberately lead the way.Moreover, he knew very well which room Qingming liked to stay in when he was researching information, and which room he liked to stay in when he was taking a nap.It can be said that everything about Seimei is strangely kept in the heart of this careless warrior, but he seems to be oblivious to all of this.

Perhaps, as a samurai, aristocrat, and even a famous flute player, Yuan Boya still has a surprisingly considerate side.

The honey bug brought Boya into a room. There was a tatami mat on the wooden floor. Qingming sat cross-legged on the mat, stared at Boya, and tilted his head slightly: "You are here!"

Qingming greeted each other with a smile that was always half a smile on his face.This should have been a mocking expression, but when it was placed on Abe Seimei's face, it was surprisingly harmonious, as if he was born with this expression.Besides, even if it was a real ridicule, I believe no one would be angry with Abe Seimei because of it.

Because Abe Seimei is really a very good man.

He deserves everyone's admiration for him.

"You know I'm coming." Boya said while sitting down on the same mat, very close to Qingming.

Although he knew that Qingming would definitely use some inexplicable words like "I'll know when you pass the bridge" as an answer, Boya still couldn't help but want to ask.It's like saying hello when you meet, it's a habit, a very natural habit.

Of course, if it's a routine matter... it seems to be okay.

"The person I sent to buy wine told me that you are walking this way." Unexpectedly, Qingming used another reason this time, and it was a reason that was not too unbelievable.

But Boya was stunned for a moment, didn't pay attention to these things, and just caught a point that he thought was the key point: "Wine?"

In Boya's impression, Qingming's house was almost never short of alcohol.Because he is an outstanding man, and even an outstanding onmyoji, courtiers who ask him for help can see one almost every day, and the thank you gifts after the matter is resolved are always staggeringly rich.

And wine will always be part of these rich gifts.

Qingming understood Boya's thinking, which made him want to roll his eyes and show Boya.

But Qingming held back in the end, and explained with a smile: "I have been going out for a while, and I trust the wine in the capital too much. By the way, how did you know that I have returned?"

Qingming gave an answer that seemed to be an answer but was not an answer, and then asked another question to change the subject, so that Boya would not have to ask where the previous wine went.

In fact, where else might it go?

In Seimei's stomach, of course.

Qingming likes to drink, he likes to drink while listening to the music of the flute, and he likes to drink while admiring the flowers. Although this should be regarded as a very elegant thing, but when going out at night to catch ghosts and exorcise ghosts, in the It’s a bit too much to drink under the beautiful moonlight on the road, right? !

I still remember that when Boya first asked Qingming to catch ghosts, Qingming was walking on the road while drinking.At that time, Boya didn't know that Qingming liked to drink so much, but he felt a little weird in his heart, but he didn't take it to heart at the time.

It wasn't until later that I learned that Boya, who was honest and a bit of a mother-in-law, couldn't help but persuade Qingming to drink less.

Moreover, if you drink too much alcohol, it will be very harmful to your body.

Because of this, Qingming didn't want Boya to get too entangled in this issue.

Sure enough, there was only one tendon in his mind, so Boya, who could only think about one thing at a time, was so smoothly diverted: "Someone told me that the lights in your house were turned on last night."

"I see." Qingming nodded in satisfaction, and then the two started another topic, throwing the wine away early.

"Where have you been this past month?"

"Takano."

"Why did you suddenly run to Gaoye?"

"There are some things I can't figure out."

"What can't you understand?"

"In other words, I suddenly thought of something, so I went to talk to the monk in Takano."

"what's up?"

"Well..." Qingming scratched her head and looked at Boya.The question and answer between the two caused each other a headache.

Qingming has never been a person who likes to explain, but Boya has no choice but to keep asking, so Qingming will tell him what happened.Therefore, as long as I didn't realize it for a while and missed some words, I would never want to know about many things.Therefore, every time the two of them have a conversation, it always makes people feel that Boya is too inquisitive.

But even so, Boya couldn't help but want to ask and know.

It can also be said that although Boya has not yet noticed his hidden and secret thoughts, his intuition has already made him take action.

"What's the matter?" Boya continued to ask reluctantly.

"You are a good person, but you may not be interested in this kind of thing."

"You have to tell what's the matter first."

"Curse." Qingming fulfilled Boya's wish, and said, "I just went to talk about some things about the curse." Seeing Boya's mouth opened, Qingming was very helpless and had a headache, and gave up the meaningless Struggling, "For example, what exactly is a 'curse'?"

Qingming thinks this answer should be detailed enough, but Boya is obviously not satisfied. "Isn't a curse just a curse?"

Even though Boya had no intention of learning Yin Yang, but as long as there was something about Qingming, no matter what it was, he was very interested.At the same time, Boya will also keep Seimei's words in mind.

"A curse is a curse, but about what a curse is, I suddenly thought of an answer."

"What did you think of?" Boya asked.

"Well...for example, the so-called mantra may be a name."

"What name?"

"Hey, stop teasing. Boya, let's have a glass of reunion wine together." Qingming said with a smile.Although he didn't feel impatient with Boya's question after question, Seimei didn't want to get entangled in this seemingly endless question because he knew Boya's character.

"Although I didn't come here for the wine, I never refuse the wine."

"Okay, serve the wine!" Qingming clapped his hands.

Immediately there was the rustling of skirts from the corridor, and the food table held by honey worms appeared, on which were small bottles and cups of wine.

She first put the food table in front of Boya, stepped back, and brought another food table, and put it in front of Qingming.

Then, Mi Chong filled Boya's glass with wine, and then filled Qingming's glass with wine.

"Strange, since you know how to use shikigami, why is there always only one honey bug in the house? Are you busy?"

"How do you know I didn't use other shikigami? Maybe they're just not here now." Seimei replied while reaching out his chopsticks to the grilled fish on the plate.

"Is it sweetfish?" "I bought it when someone came to sell it this morning. It's sweetfish from the Kamogawa River." It's a nice, big sweetfish.

When picking up the bulging fish body with chopsticks, a puff of heat rises from the center of the torn fish body.

The side door was open, revealing the yard.

The woman quits.

As if waiting for this moment, Boya wanted to pick up the old topic.But before he could open his mouth, Seimei, who already knew Boya's character by heart, looked towards the courtyard outside the open sliding door. "It is raining again."

The courtyard was quiet in the evening rain, only the sound of raindrops falling on the grass and leaves.

The courtyard is already a scene of late autumn.

"Hey, Qingming..." Boya said quietly.

"What's the matter?" "Looking at your courtyard from here like this, recently I have a feeling: it's not bad just like this... It's not so much deserted as it is to give people a different feeling." Feeling." Boya said looking at the courtyard.

A yard where weeds grow randomly.Everything was left unchecked and left to fend for itself.It's like cutting a piece of barren mountains and wild land elsewhere and placing it randomly in this courtyard.

"It's incredible." Boya said with a sigh.

"What is incredible?"

"It seems that no matter spring, summer or autumn, it is just a yard covered with weeds. There is no difference, but in fact, every season is different. In different seasons, there are conspicuous and inconspicuous Flowers and plants. Let’s talk about the stalks. The flowers have fallen, and I can’t find where they grew at once, but the platycodon and gentian, who didn’t know where to hide, ran out to meet people..."

"Ah."

"So, I say it's different. But even though it's different, it feels like the yard is essentially the same. So..."

"So it's unbelievable?"

"Yes." Boya nodded bluntly, and said: "Looks the same but is actually different, and looks different but is actually the same. Moreover, I also think that there is no question of which is right and which is wrong, both are the face of this world , is born like this." "Amazing, Boya."

"amazing?"

"What you said just now is the fundamental truth of the curse." "It's a curse again?" "That's right."

"That's great." Boya said, "It feels like we can finally have a common topic with you."

Qingming kept silent, which was rare, and looked at Boya.

Boya put down his drained wine glass.

Suddenly, he noticed Seimei's gaze.Once Boya meets his gaze.Immediately turned his gaze to the garden again.

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