It's Hongye, not Nobunaga

When I found the introduction of Jianxun Shrine on the Internet, Shimizu Hongye saw that Zongsan Zuo, which is called "the sword of the world", is enshrined here.

So when she realized this just now, she wasn't surprised at all, she just raised her hand to touch the center of her brow, and said slowly, "How do you feel?"

"What do you mean?" Zong San Zuowen lowered his head to look at her.

Shimizu Hongye raised her chin in the direction of [Zong San Zuo Wen] who enshrines the world and still exists as a sword: "Seeing yourself that exists in the world, don't you have anything to say?"

Zong San stared into her eyes, and then lowered his head after a while: "Did you come here just to ask me such a boring question?"

"A boring question?"

Shimizu Hongye tilted her head, raised Zongsan's left chin, and forced him to look at herself: "It's because I have indulged you too much these days, so are you bold enough to disobey me?"

"Yiyuan left characters?"

Since accepting his loyalty, Shimizu Hongye has been calling him Sosan's name, almost never again.

After hearing this name, Zong San Zuowenwen's body stiffened slightly, his strange eyes flickered, and under her undisguised cold eyes, he opened his mouth: "I..."

"never mind."

Shimizu Hongye let go of him, and walked in that direction, obviously without doing any unnecessary movements, the door in front of her opened automatically.

She walked into the room, looked at the appearance of the knife blade placed on the high platform shining under the moonlight coming in from outside the house, and her eyes stayed on the inscription carved on the handle of the knife.

"On May [-]th of the third year of Yonglu's reign, Yoshimoto asked for compensation and engraved the sword he held, Oda Owari Shonobunaga."

Shimizu Koye read it out, and looked at the blade again.

Zong San's left writing was repaired by the sword because of the fire, so there are still some differences between the blade and her memory, but overall it is still the same, even the writing written by her on it still exists.

"If your loyalty is just like this, then it's nothing to me even if you change your sword."

As Qingshui Hongye said, she stretched out her hand, trying to pick up the vibrating knife in front of her, but before she could touch it, a figure in cassock stopped in front of her.

Zong San Zuo Wenwen's hand holding 【Zong San Zuo Wenwen】was cut by the blade, and blood that did not belong to the sword flowed out.

But he didn't feel anything, watching Qingshui Hongye's mouth raised in a nasty arc, and slowly closed his eyes: "I will never be able to guess, what are you thinking..."

If Shimizu Hongye took it intentionally, then even he couldn't have picked it up before her so easily.

Zong San Zuowen sighed, put it back to its original place, and then faced Qingshui Hongye again, saying word by word: "You have me is enough."

"A caged bird that stays with you can only stay by your side after all."

He took Shimizu Hongye's hand with his uninjured hand.

These hands are much whiter and tenderer than the Oda Nobunaga in Zong Sanzuo's impression of words, completely like a young lady who doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers.

However, she is still the devil.

"Devil King, no... my lord."

When he turned his back, he didn't see that the blood he left on the blade had been gradually absorbed by the blade, but now the blood stains on it had completely disappeared, not only the moonlight was flowing on the blade, but also a very shallow Pale golden light.

This light became brighter and brighter, and when it completely caught the attention of Zong Sanzuo's words, it had already surrounded him.

Shimizu Hongye looked at the blurred figure of the young man submerged in the light, and touched his chin with his finger, not intending to stop it, but carefully observed the furnishings in the room.

It wasn't until the light faded that Shimizu Hongye looked at Zongsan Zuowen again: "How do you feel?"

"There is... a force in the body." Zong San Zuowen raised his hand and looked at the palm, always feeling that something has changed, but he couldn't say it.

Shimizu Hongye stopped talking after hearing this, but walked to the altar just now, and picked up Zongsan Zuowen's knife again.

It accepts offerings here, and it also gathers the power of a lot of beliefs.

Shimizu Hongye thought for a while, and poured her own power into it to explore, but she didn't get any power sucked away, instead she got feedback from it constantly.

From the corner of the Jianxun Shrine under the moonlight, golden light spots emerged from the corner, and they began to gather in the same direction, just like fireflies emitting light, but the number and light in this way were much more exaggerated than fireflies.

The whole shrine seems to be surrounded by light, and it becomes very splendid at night.

"It looks like I'm here just in time."

The door that was still open was suddenly closed, and in response to the male voice, Zong Sanzuo subconsciously summoned the main body, stood in front of Shimizu Hongye, and looked vigilantly at the man who appeared at the door: "Are you who?"

"Don't worry, I'm here to help."

Mochizuki closed the bat fan with a snap, smiled at him kindly, and made a formula in his hand: "It's not good if it attracts other people's attention in a situation like this."

"I set up an enchantment around the shrine to hide the breath here, so no one will notice the changes here."

He stood at the door, probably to reassure Zong Sanzuo, so he didn't make any moves.

However, Zong San Zuo Wenwen did not let down his vigilance, and kept staring at his side, in case anything unfavorable to Shimizu Hongye happened.

He is Qingshui Hongye's sword, which absorbs her spiritual power, and can clearly feel the changes of the master behind him.

Shimizu Hongye is the matter of the ghost girl Hongye. It is no secret in Honmaru, so they were worried about the Yin Qi that would affect her body. They are no longer worried.

Now Zong Sanzuo could clearly feel that the yin energy that had been entangled in Shimizu Hongye's body was slowly dissipating, and it was replaced by a very sacred power, just like the feeling of this shrine.

"..."

Time passed by little by little, and it gave people a sense of eternity in such an environment. I don't know how long it has passed. Shimizu Hongye, who had been closing her eyes as if she had fallen asleep peacefully, finally opened her eyes. , a golden light emerged from those red eyes.

She blinked in confusion, but quickly regained her clarity.

"It seems that you have a surprising adventure."

Mochizuki stood at the door, looked at the girl in costume, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Hongye. You have become a god."

"God..."

Zong San Zuowen turned his head, saw Qingshui Hongye, whose temperament was obviously different from before, and his eyes were a little more moved.

"Don't look at me that way."

Shimizu Hongye looked down at her current attire, curled her lips: "Although I had such a guess before, but the gods..."

"It suits you very well."

Mochizuki took her words: "Whether you are human, ghost or god, you are very beautiful."

She leaned to the side: "Are you seriously complimenting me?"

"Of course."

"There should have been a lot of commotion just now, and now there are no other guys coming here. It seems that it should be your credit."

Although Shimizu Hongye had been in a state of immersion just now, she could still hear the conversation between Sosan Zuowen and Mochizuki, and now that she was connected to this shrine, she could feel the enchantment around her even more clearly.

She walked over, raised her eyes, and looked at the familiar face from bottom to top, revealing his true identity: "Qingming."

——I don’t know Yuan Yijing, but I know Qingming Gong.

There has been such a saying in the Edo period, so many years apart, it can be seen that the influence of the other party is great.

And the man who can be called Seimei by the ghost girl Momiji who has experienced the Heian era can only be the great onmyoji Abe Seimei who has been passed down from generation to generation.

Zong Sanzuo's text is very clear about this: "Are you Qingming Gong?"

"It used to be."

Mochizuki replied unhurriedly, showing no signs of embarrassment at Qingshui Hongye's revealing her identity, but tilted her head thoughtfully, and said: "It seems that Hongye likes my original identity very much. Why don't I change the name back later?"

"up to you."

Glancing at the completely out-of-shape young man, Shimizu Hongye took a step back to distance himself from him, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and changed the clothes back to the one he was wearing before.

Seeing that Shimizu Hongye seemed to be thinking in distress, Mochizuki said again: "Don't worry. There is no rule that the gods cannot leave Takamahara, nor does it say that they must stay in the shrine. If you want to play around, you can It does not matter."

"You know it very well."

"Boya often comes to the human world."

Shimizu Hongye glanced at him sideways: "Yuan Boya?"

"Correct."

He touched the tip of his nose with his bat fan: "You probably don't know, he was named the 'God of Gale and Music', and now lives on Gaotianyuan."

"The God of Yale?...It suits him quite well."

Shimizu Hongye and Yuan Hiroya had met several times. The song he played at the private banquet of the emperor at that time was like a heavenly man. It is said that it has been passed down to this day and has been played and praised by the Gagaku circle.

Therefore, it is not surprising that he got this title.

"It's really sad."

Seeing her softened expression, Mochizuki lowered his eyes pretending to be sad: "I didn't expect Boya to have such a heavy place in your heart."

"You better save it."

Shimizu Hongye has already figured out this person completely, and didn't bother to watch him play here, so she crossed over and reopened the door: "Remove your barrier, it's no problem anymore."

"it is good."

Mochizuki immediately put away that sad look, put back the barrier, and walked out with the two of them, not forgetting to close the door.

"Where are you going now?"

"Go find Shuten-douji."

The sound of the wind blew the laughter to the horizon.

The author has something to say:

Why do I feel more and more as I write, the atmosphere seems to be...um...emmmm

Forget it...forget OTL

Hongye is also bullying Sozo today x

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