The journey of becoming a god of mushrooms in the ninja world

In the wilderness, you can hear the chirping of insects.

The feeling of following Yuan Boya walking under the moon at night is quite wonderful. Even the thick lines like Senju Hashirama give rise to the wonderful feeling of being in a fairyland for a moment.

There is a kind of human delicacy and emotion that can spread across the world and infect others without using words, just with the sound of the flute between your fingers.

As he walked, Boya felt that he was in a good mood, so he took out his flute and played a piece of music leisurely. It was so good that Hashirama didn't know the way and followed him unconsciously.

Soon, he discovered that besides him, there was something else following him, just like a moth lingering around the candlelight, not daring to get too close, but unable to help but linger around.

--what is that?

He should have been distracted to pay attention, but he couldn't catch his attention no matter what, and his mind would always slip back to enjoying the sound of the flute.

When the song ended, Boya was in a good mood and seemed to be reminiscing about it, without calling Hashirama to continue walking.

Those invisible 'things' are still unwilling to follow.

Hashirama: ...What is this?

Senju Hashirama was a little creepy.The ghosts he had seen before were also tangible things, and he was a little trembling at this kind of existence that was completely invisible and seemed to be beyond the human world.

No, it’s not that I’m afraid, I’m just a little overwhelmed!I have never been exposed to this aspect before!It’s normal for mushrooms to be cautious about the unknown, right?He is not afraid!

But fortunately, after they reached a place, those things seemed unable to follow them.As they got closer and closer to a house, those things that were invisible but had a distinct presence remained at a certain distance from them, lingering for a long time.

Senju Hashirama couldn't help but want to look back, but saw that Yuan Boya had raised his hand to push the door and stepped into the house, so he had to quickly follow.

"This is your home?"

Asked the column.

Boya shook his head: "No, this is Qingming's mansion. He doesn't like servants. You have to help yourself when you come to him."

Hashirama was surprised: "I thought you would take me there tomorrow. Wouldn't it disturb him if you came directly?"

Boya smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, he doesn't care about this, and aren't you a mushroom spirit? I thought I could only see you at night, so I wanted to send you over as soon as possible."

Hashirama: —I believe it!This guy is such a good guy!

Boya: "If I don't see you during the day, or if you go to find Qingming alone, that guy will definitely go around in circles without directly telling me the cause and effect. If I bring you here directly, he will never get rid of me."

"When did I leave you?"

A voice said so.

They looked over and saw a young man lying on the porch of the courtyard, wearing a white robe with a loose belt hanging on the ground.The young man was lying on his side on the promenade and looking at the scenery in the courtyard. There was a wine glass next to him, and he looked quite contented.

Boya: "Why are you like this, Qingming? If you fall asleep outside, wouldn't it be easy to catch a cold?"

When Hashirama heard that this was Abe Seimei, he followed it and found that this was a young man who looked very handsome.

Putting Qingming and Boya together, it seems that Boya is a vulgar martial artist. Although everyone knows that is not the case, it makes no sense for his appearance to give people this first impression.Obviously Boya is quite handsome just by looking at it, but the comparison is really scary.

Not to mention Senju Hashirama, he felt that standing in front of them, he could completely compare the complete difference between him and them from a native species to a mimic race.

"Ah, look what guests you brought back. It's really novel, a type I haven't seen before."

Seimei saw Hashirama clearly, and straightened up a little with some interest, but he was still very lazy, like a lazy cat that tried to move his body but only adjusted his posture a little, which made people look a little angry and funny.

But Boya understood, and walked over and poured himself a glass of wine without permission: "You are drunk, Qingming. There are two glasses. Did you know I would come?"

Qingming replied: "Maybe I know, maybe I don't know. If you say it, it will become a curse. You won't come, but you will come, so I can't say that everything is left to chance. However, maybe when I take out the wine glass, I’ve put a curse on you, Boya.”

Boya: "It's a curse again. It's rare to have a guest. Can't you talk about something light that I can understand?"

Seimei smiled and did not refuse. He looked at Hashirama: "Then, could you please explain your purpose of visit? I am a guest from afar."

Senju Hashirama explained the situation. He felt that his ability to express himself was limited and he might not have said it clearly, but Seimei seemed to understand.

Yuan Boya seemed to have a hundred questions to ask, but endured his curiosity and waited for them to continue the conversation.

"That's it, please help."

Yuan Boya couldn't wait to speak: "Qingming, this is -"

Qingming briefly summarized: "In short, he is a friend of mine in the future who hopes to let me help you find the White Tiger Star Lord and then find a soul. All other information is useless to me, and I don't need to know. That is for the future. If you start from From what you said, I learned that the originally uncertain future will become a 'prophecy' that will definitely come true. I still hope to see more uncertain possibilities."

Hashirama asked: "Can you help me?"

Boya: "What is White Tiger Star Lord?"

As if the brief explanation just now was for Yuan Boya to understand, Qingming once again gave priority to answering Yuan Boya's questions.

"Just like the reason why a Buddha can become a Buddha, the reason why a saint can become an immortal, the reason why 99 things can become a demon, the reason why my shikigami can become a shikigami from an insect, it is all because of the existence of 'concept', which is human. The mind creates a strong impression on a certain 'concept', from which the 'heart' is born."

"This is the most powerful 'curse' given to all things by humans, just as the name is the strongest curse and cannot be easily handed over to others. Our actual existence is like bones and names, like skin, allow others to recognize Know us. And our understanding of this concept, this existence, this person is flesh and blood. With bones, skin and flesh, it is 'this existence' we see."

Boya: "I don't quite understand. In short, it means that White Tiger Star Lord is also a certain concept, does it mean Buddha or something like that?"

Qingming explained patiently: "Green Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku Xuanwu, are gods that represent directions. White Tiger is one of the gods that represents the concept of the West. It originated from the worship of stars in ancient times, so it is also called a star beast. White Tiger is very brave. The god of war can eliminate demons and subjugate demons, and is also a very important existence in the Yin and Yang Tao."

Boya nodded: "In short, he is very powerful."

Seimei then answered Hashirama's initial question: "It is impossible for humans to subdue such a powerful being as a shikigami. You seem to have misunderstood, thinking that I can command White Tiger. That is not the case, that is a star king with divine status. , the most we can do is try to communicate and talk, that’s all.”

Hashirama frowned: "But, the Shaman King said -"

Qingming said: "That's what he said. Maybe in the future, many years after my death, my existence, like other things, will be given some concept, and I will become a conceptually great existence that can command divine generals." . But that is just some concept using my name, not me. Now I am a living person, and I can't do anything that human beings can't do."

Boya was even more surprised than Hashirama: "Can't you do it?"

Qingming: "I can't do it, I'm just a human being."

Hashirama was a little disappointed. He didn't quite understand the twists and turns, but the general meaning was that Seimei was probably powerless against White Tiger now, right?

"Then I beg you, at least tell me where to find the White Tiger. I promised the Shaman King to retrieve the souls that were taken away by him."

Qingming said: "I can indeed make you see the white tiger. But it is a bit troublesome to realize your wish. Since you have come to this era, obviously that soul may be hidden in this era. For the near-eternal existence, there is no For the constrained azimuth god, it is trivial to go to any time. It is probably thought that the Shaman King is hidden in the past and cannot be found - I think the Shaman King's true form is probably still alive in our time, or is it me? Someone I know... Got it, is it him? Hahaha, I never thought that a boy like that would not only grow into an excellent Onmyoji, but also become a god who rules the spiritual world in the future."

Qingming, who guessed the answer, chuckled, making Boya look confused.

"Okay, I probably know. Then we can leave the day after tomorrow. It's too late today."

Yuan Boya was puzzled: "The day after tomorrow, not tomorrow?"

Qingming looked at the wine glass.

Yuan Boya understood.

Well, it’s so late that everyone is awake and planning to have another round of drinks. I don’t know what time it will be when I wake up tomorrow. It’s indeed better to arrange it the day after tomorrow.

Just as Yuan Boya was about to stand up and find another wine glass, he saw a woman in plain clothes walking in and handing over the wine glass.

After Minamoto Boya thanked him, he filled the glass with wine and handed it to Hashirama.Hashirama thanked him and took the wine. When he tasted it, he found it tasted really good.

"I haven't seen this one last time. Is this a new shikigami?"

Qingming said: "The little insect attracted by the sound of your flute, I call her Honey Butterfly."

Boya was a little embarrassed: "Really? Nice to meet you, Midie!"

The woman nodded slightly, her cheeks slightly red and she stood aside.

Of course, Boya didn't notice these details. He finally put down the zither in his arms, found a good position to place the zither, and tried to play it again. At first it was just a simple piece, and then it gradually became a slightly more complicated piece. , and then he began to enjoy himself casually, playing music that was not in the music score and had never been heard before.

It's completely unbelievable that a few hours ago he could only use this to play cotton.

Hashirama clicked his tongue: "Don't you know how to play?"

Boya said: "The music theory is similar, and the difference is not much different. It's just this immature fingering that is too funny for outsiders to listen to."

Hashirama: What logic? Am I the wife?

……etc? ? ?

Hashirama suddenly understood something and looked at Abe Seimei, who didn't mind and was quite immersed in the music.

Okay, I'm being pretentious, it turns out I don't deserve a name.

——Dried this cup of immature fingering for friendship. Today I am also a background prop for feelings.

Hashirama drank the glass of wine.

It tastes really good, I’ll take some back to give to the ghost lanterns.

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