[Comprehensive] Seimei Abe is also in the Shura field today

The author has something to say: the reason is just because I want to see the scene where Qingming and the drug seller fight side by side, so I found a friend to chat with my friends, and I never expected to come up with a very complete outline during the chat.

... What else can I do, I can only write!

After finishing writing, I found out that my friends framed me!

Jiyou: I did it on purpose.

sequence

This story happened in a hot summer that was almost on the verge of a drought.

Everything has been settled, Seimei regained his lost memory, and the shikigami live in peace.However, Heianjing still doesn't seem to be at peace, there are endless demons and ghosts, this anxiety seems to disturb the extraordinary people, and make new fate regenerate.

In the scorching midsummer, the dazzling sun almost burns the ground, and when you step on the straw sandals and clogs, you can almost feel the scalding heat reaching the soles of your feet.Even the noisy chirping of cicadas seemed to have died down in this heat wave.

On an avenue covered with neat gravel, three people were sitting in a grass shed in the shadow of the woods beside the road.One seemed to be an attendant, holding a bowl of brown-gray liquid worriedly, while the other was gorgeously dressed and flushed, with sweat droplets the size of soybeans constantly appearing from his forehead, and he was lying on the cushion with his eyes closed.And the last person was dressed strangely, sitting on the soft couch that had been paved.

"The drug seller...is this medicine useful? What if my master can't wake up like this!?" The attendant wiped away the sweat and tears from the heat and anxiety, and his sleeves were stained. A dark color, the result of being soaked with sweat and tears.

"Don't worry. My medicine is very effective." The medicine seller replied unhurriedly. His slender fingers were still holding the wooden pestle and grinding the herbs in the stone mortar. The dark green juice slowly changed from full to full. Then the medicine seller took the stone mortar, used a wooden pestle to block the juice and the crushed herbs on a piece of clean white cloth, and then tied the seal.

Just as he was doing this on his own, the gorgeously dressed man lying on the cushion began to wake up slowly.

"Hmm... my head hurts... my mouth is so bitter, what's going on, Saburo!" the noble man yelled, clutching his forehead. "Master Tagawa! You finally woke up! Woohoo, you scared Saburo to death!" Saburo threw himself on Master Tagawa, his nose and tears mixed together.

The man named Tian Chuan turned San Lang's head to one side in disgust, and the throbbing pain from the forehead made him hold his head: "What's wrong with me..."

"You are suffering from the disease of bitter summer. Fortunately, I am a medicine seller, otherwise I may be sunburned to death." The medicine seller put the freshly wrapped herbal medicine on Tian Chuan's forehead. "Use this to press, it will feel much better."

When Tian Chuan was pressed by the herbal medicine bag, his intuitive headache subsided a lot, and a faint bitter taste came from the tip of his nose. His spirit lifted and he felt a lot more comfortable. He raised his hand and pressed it himself, and then switched to the other side. forehead.

"Saburo." Tagawa gestured to Saburo beside him with his eyes.

"Oh, thank you very much, the drug seller! If it weren't for you, my master would have died of this bitter summer disease!" Saburo, bowing his head, thanked the drug seller cleverly.While Ta Chuan supported his forehead and leaned against the soft cushion, he followed Saburo's words and said: "Exactly, if I hadn't met Mr., I'm afraid I would have died on the way to this job—please let me repay you."

"Even if you are so kind and hard to refuse, then I will accept this kindness." The drug seller's drawn-out tone was a little old-fashioned, and the complicated and weird lines painted on his face did not damage his handsome appearance. , Tian Chuan didn't take a good look at the drug seller's appearance. Now that the headache subsided, he felt that his eyes were bright, and couldn't help but take a few more glances at the weirdly dressed drug seller.

San Lang counted out a few coins from his pocket, and put them in front of the drug seller, and the drug seller simply took them, scanned them, and put them in his sleeves.

At this time, the heat has subsided a lot, and it no longer seems to be roasting people, and the number of travelers walking on the road has gradually increased.

"Since there's nothing else to do, I'll take my leave, and I have to arrive at the south entrance before the night falls." The medicine seller picked up the medicine box on the side, and was about to lift his feet and walk out of the thatched shed.

"Please wait a moment. If you are going to the south exit, there is a hotel where you can take a good rest. I heard that it is a high-end hotel that even the five adults from Kamozawa admire." Tagawa said so. "This is a piece of cloth given by the owner of the inn I used to live in. With this, I can avoid the cost of staying for one night. If you don't dislike it, please accept this. Anyway, I will stay here for a long time when I go to Shikoku. This piece of cloth It's useless."

"Oh...so that's the case, so I'll take it." The medicine seller took the cloth that was slightly faded but still bright.

"Farewell."

The figure of the medicine seller disappeared on the road.

"Master... everyone is gone, so don't look at it."

"Just talk too much, hurry up and feed the cows some fodder, and get ready to go to Shikoku."

"Eh, ah, yes!"

No. [-]

There was a gust of wind in the courtyard, and the wind chimes hanging on the corner of the corridor were blowing and jingling.

"Isn't this Mr. Boya, come to ask Mr. Qingming for a drink again?" Fox shikigami Xiaobai was sitting at the entrance of the corridor to enjoy the shade. He brushed his hair and said to Boya who was carrying a flagon.

"Yes, is Qingming at home?" Boya nodded and asked.

"Yes, Seimei-sama is talking with Ebisu-sama."

"Then I'll go find him." Boya stepped into the door and walked along the corridor towards Qingming's chess room.

Walking through the flowery courtyard and the breezy bamboo forest is the destination of Boya.The sound of chasing deer knocking on the stone surface is crisp and clear, which brings a sense of coolness to Boya who just came from the street that seemed to be roasted on the stove.

The person he was looking for was leaning on the rug, with one hand propping his forehead, and the other holding a white chess piece, which was placed on the criss-cross grid.Qingming didn't tie up her long hair, but let it fall on her back and neck. The blush at the corners of her eyes was even more elegant under her slightly curved eyebrows.

On the opposite side of the chessboard is a little old man with a smile on his face, but looking at the golden swimming fish sitting on him, one can tell that this is by no means an ordinary human being.Seeing that Seimei and Ebisu were in a fierce battle, Boya didn't make a sound to interrupt, but quietly put the wine jar aside, and sat not far away to watch.

The black and white chess pieces are fighting each other to devour and kill each other, and the battle is fierce.But in the end Qingming won Sanmu, and the chess game was over.

"Ah, ah, as expected of Master Seimei, it's really wonderful!" Ebisu clapped his hands, sincerely admiring Seimei's chess skills.

"Ebisu, you are also very good, and I haven't experienced such urgency for a long time." Qingming smiled, he sat up, and put the black and white chess pieces back into the chess box. "Bo Ya, wait a moment, let me clean up."

"Well, good." Boya replied.

"Isn't this Boya-sama? It seems that today, I and Qingming-sama are both lucky." Ebisu stretched his waist and greeted the goldfish with a smile, and jumped over. Boya nodded and handed the wine jar to Ebi life.Yebisu took the wine jar, and took out three wine cups from nowhere, then opened the lid of the jar, and poured the wine into the cups.

"Good wine!" Ebisu praised.

"Naturally, it is good wine. This is the wine bestowed by His Majesty, and there is only one jar!" Boya was very proud.

"It's because of your bravery during the hunt. The emperor gave it to you, Boya, in order to reward the brave warrior." Qingming picked up a glass of wine after packing up the chessboard, sniffed it, and drank it contentedly.

"As expected of Qingming, you know everything clearly even if you don't leave the courtyard." Boya knew how powerful Qingming was. "Speaking of which, I came to see you today not just to share this wine with you."

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it." Qingming raised her eyebrows slightly.

That was last night.The residual heat of summer has not dissipated yet, and the cool night breeze brought a little refreshment. Boya played the flute and passed a bridge, and a woman appeared with a sad face.Boya asked why, and the woman said that she was also a mother, but her son died young, and she prayed for her son by chanting Buddhist sutras every night, but recently, when she was chanting sutras every night, she heard the sound of children running and crying outside the house, and no one was seen when she came out.I thought it was caused by mountain foxes, but as a mother, I must have heard the cry of a child, it is really not like a monster imitating the sound.Therefore, the heart is twisted like a knife, and it is difficult to sleep or eat.Now I heard Lord Boya's flute sound, and I came here for a visit. I have heard that Lord Boya and Lord Qingming are friends. I hope to understand the old woman's unfeeling request.

So Qingming drank the wine in the glass and asked, "Did she say where she lives?"

"At the foot of the barren hills in the suburbs of Beijing, it's half a mile away from the abandoned site, but I went to see it, but I didn't see any houses. They were all rubbish thrown away by people living in the lower city." Boya said.

"Oh, that old woman is not human." Qingming was sure.

"Not a human?" Boya's eyes widened, his appearance was somewhat like Xiaobai's.

"It's not human." Qingming affirmed, "But she didn't lie either."

"Then you are going to see it?"

"Yes." Qingming put down the wine cup.

Ebisu listened quietly, and only then did she speak: "I'll call the virgin to prepare for the trip for Lord Seimei."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Ebisu." Qingming nodded, and Ebisu waved his hands with a smile: "You are welcome, but if Master Qingming is in need, remember to call us, and you can no longer put yourself in danger. gone."

Qingming smiled helplessly and nodded slightly: "I see."

When Boya and Qingming walked out of the chess room, Tong Nan had already prepared his cart and supplies and was waiting for Qingming.

"Bon voyage, Master Qingming and Boya, please return safely." The boy saluted.

"Well, I'm going out, Tongnan." Qingming nodded slightly with a calm expression. "I will trouble you about everything in the courtyard."

"Yes, I will take good care of the courtyard for Lord Qingming," Tong Nan said.

Boya got into the car when Qingming ordered the boy. "Qingming, your ox cart is a bit strange."

"That's right, because this is not an ordinary ox cart." Qingming also got into the cart, and sat down comfortably on the soft couch that had been laid out. Originally, the space of an ox cart shouldn't be so large, but this one The bullock cart is more than enough to carry Seimei and Boya lying flat.

"...I knew it." Boya scratched his head. "Do you know where we should go?"

"Of course I know." Qingming replied, he raised the curtain of the car, looked at the scenery passing by outside the window, and said calmly. "Let's go to the South Exit."

"South exit?"

"Correct."

"Why the South Exit?" Boya was puzzled.

But Seimei stopped answering his question and turned around to take a nap.

"...It's like this again, can't you tell me directly?" Boya muttered, but didn't ask any further.