[Onmyoji] Bo Qing

Clouds are moving.

It was a black cloud, and in the clouds, the moon appeared and disappeared.

The wind that stirred the sky was strong.Most of the night sky is covered by black clouds, and the night sky revealed through the gaps in the dark clouds is surprisingly transparent, and the stars are twinkling.

The clouds are moving, sometimes swallowing the moon, sometimes spitting out the moon, the moon seems to be galloping in the sky.And when the moon walks out of the clouds, the black shadow of the zelkova trees that cover Seimei and Boya are clearly cast on the ground.

Just arrived at Haike.

Seimei and Boya hid in the shadow of the zelkova trees and waited.

This is where Suzaku Avenue and Sanjo Avenue intersect. Walk along Suzaku Avenue to the right in the direction of Luocheng Gate.Seimei and Boya turned their backs to the high wall of Suzaku Yard and looked towards the road.

Boya hangs a long knife on his left waist, wears moccasin boots, wears a war robe, holds a bow in his left hand, and is ready for battle.However, Seimei was only wearing casual clothes, still wearing the easy-to-move white hunting clothes, not even a long sword.

There was silence all around.No one moved, and the shadows of the house and the fence were pitch black.Not only is there no light, but even the movement of mice cannot be heard.The only sound was the sound of the wind blowing the zelkova leaves overhead.

The leaves that had just fallen under their feet were being blown about by the wind.

The two were silent, only time was passing.

Boya didn't even ask Qingming if that female ghost would really come and appear on this street.Because he believed in Seimei.

Suddenly, squeak, squeak—a faint sound came, it was the sound of the axle rolling.

Boya's body, which was next to Qingming's shoulder, suddenly tensed up. For this reason, his left hand clenched the scabbard tightly.

"Here we come." Seimei said.

Sure enough, from the direction of Luocheng Gate, a pale light was approaching.It's a bullock cart.There are no oxen pulling the cart, but the cart is moving.On the left and right sides of the car, there were indeed a man and a woman guarding them, walking with the car.A long knife hangs from the man's right waist.

The bullock carts came slowly along Suzaku Road.

"Hey, Qingming, is that man left-handed?" Boya suddenly asked.

"Why?" "He hangs the long knife on the right side." When Boya said that, Qingming patted him on the shoulder.

"That's amazing, Boya. That's right, it should be like that." Qingming's tone was rarely relaxed, although his voice was very low.

"What's the matter, Qingming?" "It's nothing, I learned something from you." "What the hell!" Qingming stopped Boya with a "shh--".

Seimei watched the bullock cart.

The bullock cart stopped just before reaching Santiao Avenue, and in front of Qingming and Boya, even the black hair tied to the yoke was clearly visible.

Then, from behind the car curtain, a clear female voice came out: "Which one is hiding over there?"

"Did she find out..." Boya who whispered to himself was immediately blocked by Qingming's hand.

"As long as you don't answer her words and don't speak loudly, she won't be able to find us. Because I have set up barriers around these trees..." Qingming leaned closer to Boya's ear and whispered. "So that wasn't meant for us!"

At this moment, there was a sound like tearing the air, whoosh—an arrow flew through the night sky and pierced the car curtain.

"Oh!" A woman screamed from inside the curtain.

The eyes of a man and a woman on the left and right of the car changed, and they stared sharply at the direction of the arrow.The two shook their bodies vigorously, bowed their backs, and turned into four-legged ground.They turned into dogs! The two dogs jumped into the car and slipped into the curtain.

Several figures jumped out from the shadow of the three avenues and surrounded the ox cart.They held long knives in their hands.The sharp blade reflected the moonlight in the dark, flashing and flashing.

"Did you get it?" one of them whispered, rushing towards the cart.

After a while, two men appeared again.One held a flaming torch, the other staggered.The two walked up to the person who had just spoken.

"Set it on fire, set it on fire!" said the man who staggered out.Only he didn't hold anything in his hand.

"Chengping..." Boya exclaimed in a low voice.

It turned out that the man was Cheng Ping.

Cheng Ping stood there almost unsteadily, staring at the car.The man with the torch put the fire on the curtain of the car.The curtains were ablaze.

At this moment——suddenly, a blue, hairy giant arm stretched out from the flames.

"Ah!" Cheng Ping shouted.

The giant hand grabbed Chengping.Hooked nails dug into Chengping's throat and chest.After a while, Chengping was dragged into the burning car.

Squeak, squeak...the bullock cart started to move.

"Master Cheng Ping!" "Master Cheng Ping!" Everyone shouted Cheng Ping's name, swung their knives and slashed at the bullock cart, but they all bounced back.Someone tried to hold the car, but the car didn't stop, and it still walked slowly towards Sansiao Avenue.

"Chengping!" Boya shouted, running out from the shade of the tree.Seimei followed him closely.

"It hurts!" Cheng Ping's voice came from the burning curtain.Along with his shout came the sound of gnawing bones from inside the car—creaking.Inside the car, Cheng Ping was probably being eaten by a ghost.

When Qingming and Boya arrived, the car had reached the middle of the three avenues.Then, the burning car disappeared without a trace.

After the bullock cart disappeared, Cheng Ping's body was discarded between Sanjo Avenue and Suzaku Avenue.

"Chengping..." Boya called out in a low voice.

At his feet was the bloody and bloody corpse of Cheng Ping, glowing white under the moonlight.

"Pulling a cart is always an ox. Why do carts do this?" Qingming suddenly murmured this poem written by a strange woman to Boya, and then heaved a sigh of relief because he thought of something.

"What's wrong, Seimei?"

"It seems that this matter will be known to the Holy One soon." After all, Cheng Ping's death means that what he wanted to hide before can no longer be hidden, and it is impossible for Boya to really hide this matter On the holy. "And the ox cart will arrive at Suzaku Gate very soon, there is not much time left for the Holy Majesty."

"Huh?" Boya was taken aback for a moment: "Does this matter have anything to do with the Holy Spirit?"

Seimei took out the waka from his bosom, and the honey bug who was not supposed to be there suddenly appeared beside him, holding a gentian flower in his hand.

Seimei handed both the waka and the gentian flower to Boya, and told him: "You give this waka and the gentian flower to the Holy One. This waka is actually for the Holy One."

"For the Holy One?"

"Yes. It's just a mistake. The other party regards you as the Holy One."

"how can that be possible?"

"I'll talk about it later. Now, it's time to get to the bottom of it..."

"I'm completely clueless."

"I don't understand either, but Your Majesty understands. Your Majesty may ask you about this and that. At that time, you might as well tell what you know without reservation."

"Oh." Boya was in a fog.

"Next, after the Holy Majesty understands this chorus, please note that the following point is very important-it is indeed offensive. You have to say: 'Seimei said that I want to get a lock of the Holy Majesty's hair.' If the Holy Majesty allows it, you can do it on the spot Bye, and say—"

"What am I going to say?"

"This incident will be handled by me, Boya and Abe Seimei, so please avoid the Suzaku Gate tonight. That is to say, I don't want to see monks or other people in front of the Suzaku Gate except you and me." Onmyoji."

"Can you do it?"

"If it is given by the Holy Spirit, it should be able to do it. Because this is trusting me."

"What if it doesn't work out?" "There will be other ways. It should work. But if it doesn't work, you send someone near the bridge and mutter: 'It won't work with someone.' I'll know That's it. At this time, I'll set off for Ouchi. That's all. We'll meet in front of the Suzaku gate before [-] tonight."

"What are you doing next?"

"Sleep." Seimei's answer was very concise.Then, seeing Boya's depressed expression, he smiled and said, "Actually, I still need to investigate this matter, and I believe there will be results soon."

Only then Boya nodded, took Waka and Gendan, and walked towards Suzaku Gate.

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