The hunted Yuan Boya [Comprehensive]

Boya also heard about this incident from a samurai from the branch family.

One day, two friends of the warrior went hunting together. It was a sunny day, but it happened to be raining.

The two of them had prepared a simple wooden house in the forest before, for this unexpected situation, they quickly hid in it to avoid the rain, so as not to get soaked.

And in the wooden house, they saw a team.

At first it was just a loud chorus, but as the sound got closer, the footsteps got closer under the rainbow-colored sunlight and rain.

When the two of them saw the figure walking in the front, they couldn't help taking a deep breath, and quickly pinched themselves hard, so that they didn't lose their composure and scream out.

The first to walk in front were four guys with fox heads in waiter's clothes!Each of them held a flat plate in their hands, displaying various treasures.

And behind them, there are still chariots.Sitting on the chariot was a woman dressed in white. Her posture looked elegant and elegant. Because she lowered her head slightly, she could only see the soft silhouette faintly revealed by her horns.

Beside the chariot, a slim old man in a long robe followed slowly, his eyes flowing, revealing a bit of acumen and spiritual power that definitely did not belong to that age.

This is... a fox giving a marriage!

As Genji's warriors, the two of them were not ignorant of these strange tales of demons and ghosts. There has always been a folk saying that a fox will marry a fox during the sun and rain. Unexpectedly, they were bumped into by them.

If they disturbed the sending team, they might cause misfortune, so the two of them covered their mouths tightly to prevent themselves from making any sound, and watched helplessly as the sending team gradually moved away.

And just when the two breathed a sigh of relief, the old man beside the chariot looked back at them and showed a ferocious smile.

But it was just a smile.Maybe this kind of laughter is just their illusion.After the sending team left, the two of them had no intention of hunting, and hurried back home.

"It sounds like a trivial matter." Qingming refilled a glass of wine for himself—he asked the boy to get it again. The white-haired onmyoji tilted his head carelessly, took a sip of the wine, and took a cold breath Bo's words said, "As the patriarch of the Genji clan, do you have to worry about such a trivial matter?"

"If it's just like this, it's fine." Boya, who was used to Qingming's gentle and reserved attitude, suddenly changed to a cold and distant one, and Boya still felt a little uncomfortable, but this kind of discomfort is not appropriate to show.He suppressed the strange emotions in his heart, and continued: "After the two returned home, they talked about this matter with other people, but they didn't take it to heart."

"The next morning, everyone discovered that these two people were missing."

"My family couldn't find anyone, so I can only consider myself unlucky," Boya said under Qingming's indifferent gaze, with a troubled expression on his face, "If it's just like this, it's not worth mobilizing people. Later, the number of missing people became more and more. More and more, I heard that they are all people who have seen the sun and rain, and they disappeared the next day after returning home."

"In the beginning, it was only in the countryside, and the news was not well-informed. Later, people who cared noticed that the team sending off relatives was coming more and more towards the direction of the capital, which alarmed my family. Only now did I know that Xiaobai people had disappeared gone."

"These people are not only from Genji, but also from other families. In the beginning, those who disappeared were only slightly stronger samurai. Later, the identity and status of the missing people became higher and higher. Recently, General Konoe Sato-sama is also missing!"

"Oh? This sounds a bit interesting." Seimei opened the bat fan, covering the corners of his lips that were secretly smiling. "It sounds like this. Could it be that the fox is choosing the object of 'son-in-law'?"

"Regardless of whether she is choosing a marriage partner or not, if she just disappears like this, it is not a solution!" Boya said eagerly, "No one knows when the sun rain will appear, and no one knows where the procession of seeing off relatives will appear — Seimei, we have to find a way to solve it!"

After speaking, he realized that he had called the wrong name again.

The onmyoji in front of me and [Yuan Boya] were strangers to each other, and they just met for the first time, so they called their names so impolitely——

But for Boya, such things are already familiar and commonplace.

And what does it feel like to be unable to breathe?

Therefore, Boya couldn't get used to the alienation from [Abe Seimei] at all, let alone being respectful to [Abe Seimei] in front of him.

Boya couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

The white-haired onmyoji looked at the young man in front of him with ambiguous eyes, and finally said empathetically, "Just call me 'Qingming'. In exchange, can I call Boya by his name?"

"Of course!" Boya breathed a sigh of relief, and responded hastily. "Qingming, can you solve this problem?"

"Why does Boya think that I have the ability to solve this matter?" Qingming asked without answering, her blue eyes shone with a fascinating light under the sunlight.

Boya was slightly distracted by the color of his pupils, and suddenly remembered another pair of dark golden pupils, and after a while, he said in a daze, "Because you are Qingming!"

"...Bo Ya, you really surprised me." Qingming was obviously stuck by his words, and he frowned slightly, as if he felt a little troubled by his words, but there was no trace of disgust at the corners of his eyes and brows .

Boya cast a puzzled look.

"To be honest, Boya is the first one I've met who can take flattery so naturally." Qingming smiled and said with a self-deprecating tone: "It doesn't sound like flattery, but it's sincere .”

"Because it's not flattery, but I firmly believe that if it's Qingming, there must be no problem." Boya said in a natural tone.

Abe Seimei: "..."

Qingming stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brow.He sized up the young man in front of him with amazed eyes—the other party accepted his glance frankly, without feeling that there was anything wrong with it.

"...I was thinking about how Boya became the head of the Genji clan." Qingming suddenly said an unrelated topic, seeing Boya moving his lips and wanting to tell the truth, he quickly raised a One finger made a gesture of silence. "However, the answer to this question is not surprising."

"The same goes for the fox marrying a daughter."

The voice of the Onmyoji was as clear as a cold spring in the mountains, as if such a person should not be in this disturbing Heian capital, but in the forest of wild clouds and wild cranes, free and unrestrained.

"So, Mr. Boya, please go back."

"Ah?" Boya was stunned for a moment.He talked for a long time, but not only did he not arouse Qingming's interest at all, but he was even sent off without mercy? !

He was actually rejected by Seimei!

... No, this is not the world he is in, and the person in front of him is not the Abe Seimei he is familiar with, but a completely different person in the illusion.

Clearly having this kind of cognition in his heart, Boya is well aware of the matter of [this is clear and not clear], and such a "novel" experience immediately raised an inexplicable mood in Boya's heart.

The Abe Seimei of this world, presumably, would not say such words to him that overwhelmed him.

It won't make him feel overwhelmed, and it won't make him blush and heartbeat inexplicably, but the friendship of nodding acquaintances, at most they exchange names that are closer than ordinary friends.

No, now is not the time to think about these things!

"Wait, wait a minute, Qingming!" Boya said eagerly, "Such a matter of great importance, as the strongest onmyoji in Heianjing, don't you plan to take action to solve it?!"

"..." Qingming finally couldn't help frowning.

When he smiled lightly and lightly, he still gave people a false gentleness. Now that he is like this, the feeling of alienation and indifference is more obvious.

"Yuan Boya. Patriarch Genji." He said in an almost mocking tone, with some indistinguishable contempt in his eyes, "I don't know who gave you the confidence that I will definitely help you."

"For me, it's just a trivial matter that has nothing to do with me. As for the title of 'the strongest onmyoji', those boring people insisted on me. Why should I give up this name? Why don't you get involved in such a boring thing?"

Boya was speechless for a moment.

It's not that he doesn't know what to say, it's just that he finally understood something from Abe Seimei's words in front of him.

The [Qingming] he was familiar with never refused his request.

No matter if it was a trivial matter or a dangerous event enough to overthrow the capital, that onmyoji never refused him. No matter in the wind or rain, as long as he pushed open the gate of Tuyumen Street, he would definitely be able to see Seimei Smiling faces.

When talking and laughing, you can pat him on the shoulder lavishly, and when drinking with each other, you can share the same cup without hesitation.

Instead of being rejected outright like this, or even kicked out!

Without giving Boya another chance to open his mouth, Qingming with a cold face raised his hand, signaling the boy to see off the guests.

Boya stood outside the mansion that was exactly the same as in memory, stood blankly for a moment, then turned his head and left.

It's just that they separated not long ago. After seeing this completely different Qingming, he actually began to miss the Qingming he was familiar with.

Obviously just before falling into the illusion, he was still at a loss for Qingming's mind, but now he is in a place that Qingming doesn't know - he understands something.

Something cracked and cracked.

The scene in front of him began to crack like a shattered hanging painting, and the dazzling light shot in through the torn gap. Boya subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

Illusion—broken!