[Comprehensive] God judge

Zhongli Cixin was actually quite sad, not because he was sad, but because he was so bored.

When he was at home, the female officer was in charge of all daily life, and his schedule was arranged by Zhongli Langhan. Schedule adjustments for the day.

So he lived a very fulfilling life every day.

But now he doesn't know what to do...

#Not good, I may be really useless#

#Why is this incompetent setting that you can’t live without your son so deep-rooted#

Zhongli Cixin's eyes were straightened, his mind was empty, and he was a little dazed.

Big Tengu saw him like this, thought he was just in a daze, and didn't say anything.

But Zhongli was stunned for a while, and he came back to his senses, only to find that there was a small green thing moving not far from his feet. He stared at it carefully for a while, it seemed to be a grasshopper.

Well, it's really a grasshopper.

Thinking of this, Zhongli Ci couldn't help crying out.

Then, the big tengu heard a scream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"There are worms and worms... Ah Lang... help!!!!!!!!!"

Excited, Zhongli's heart jumped up immediately, even the language was switched to Tianlong language, and he ran directly into the room behind him and closed the door smoothly.

Big Tengu: A black question mark on his face.

#钟去选心, a man who combines the attributes of being afraid of insects, mice, ghost stories, the dark, and fainting blood#

#It’s such a cowardly person#

The big tengu didn't quite understand what was going on, so he looked down for a while, and the grasshopper had already gone away without knowing it.

In desperation, he could only knock on the door.

Inside the door, Zhong Li asked heartily: "Has it left?"

After finally switching back to Japanese, Daitengu wondered, "Who are you talking about?"

"Bugs, where were the bugs just now!" Zhong Li Cixin opened a crack in the door and pointed to the place where he was sitting before.

Big Tengu: ...

In order to reassure him, Big Tengu went to look somewhere, and then said to him: "No more, you can come out."

Zhongli Cixin slightly opened the door, and asked uncertainly: "Really?"

Da Tiangou nodded, and Zhongli Cixin came out slowly, but he refused to stay outside and went back to his room directly.

It's so scary, I think back then, the man was a man who raised a tarantula, but now he can habitually reflex when he sees a grasshopper.

After closing the door, Zhongli Cixin lay down on the tatami mat with a look of lovelessness.

Speaking of which, where is our Chen Jiaxiang's sachet? 【Chen Jiaxiang, insect repellent】.

After searching for a long time, Zhongli Cixin finally found the sachet from the box, well, there were too many accessories, he didn't want to take them all, so he forgot the sachet.

What a stupid habit.

But it's really boring here.

There are no beautiful ladies to coax him and play with him, and there are no banquets to attend, let alone festivals and temple fairs, which is really boring.

Wait, haven't I been brainwashed?

As a rough guy, why do I have to hang out with female officials all day long?

What I liked back then was... what was it?

Yes, love to learn... your sister's!

I'm pretty sure that Lao Tzu's rough man's iron ambition has been broken into a glass heart by his two sons, four grandchildren and nine great-grandchildren.

Learn from your sister.

And according to Otengu, what is the emperor now and what is Heiankyo, no accident, it should be the Heian era in Japan, around 1000 A.D., the detailed year can't be sore legs, he didn't learn Japanese when he first learned Learn Japanese history.

Zhongli was so bored that he couldn't help rolling on the tatami.

While he was in a trance, the sky darkened. After all, in autumn, the sky also gets dark earlier.

Zhongli Cixin took out a glazed lamp, and inside it was a luminous stone, a kind of stone that would glow like daylight in the dark, and had no other use.

Because Zhongli Cixin's character is afraid of the dark, so Zhongli Langhan asked people to prepare a lot of this kind of lamp for him.

Taking out a big pillow, Zhongli lay down on the pillow, and took out a pocket watch to check the time.

It's only 06:30.

I'm a little hungry.

He took out a food box and ate it slowly. Zhongli, who was full and full, went to soak in the hot spring.

On the second day, the idle and boring Zhongli wanted to go out for a stroll.

Ask Ootengu if there is any market or the like here, he wants to buy some books to pass the time.

When the big tengu heard the words, he turned into a human and took him into the city.

The place where Mount Atago is located is the Tamba country, and it is also very close to Heian-kyo, about 1.5 kilometers away from Kyoto.

And Oeyama is also near Tanba Country and Heiankyo, not far from Atago Mountain.

Because Zhong Lici wanted to buy books, and Da Tiangou was not familiar with this, so he went to find someone who could handle this matter.

Source Boya.

Ootengu didn't really want to see Abe Seimei.

When Yuan Boya saw Zhongli Cixin, he thought it was Xuenv, but he was shocked to know that he was human.

However, being straightforward by nature, he still agreed to his old friend's commission, so Zhongli Cixin followed Yuan Boya to Abe Qingming's house.

When he arrived at Abe Seimei's house and was sitting in the wide room on the couch, Zhongli Cixin still didn't understand why he came to someone else's house all of a sudden?

With a fan in his hand and his chin resting on his face, Zhongli Cixin was in deep thought. What went wrong? He just wanted to buy a few books to pass the time.

However, books are not very easy to buy in this era...

Most of them are in the hands of nobles, even if there is a place to sell them, they are expensive to death.

And Abe Seimei has a room full of books, Zhongli Cixin can borrow a few from him to read.

Neither spend money nor worry about variety.

Abe Qingming looked at Zhongli Cixin, chatted with him a few words, and asked, "What book do you want to read?"

Zhongli Cixin tilted his head and thought for a second, then said: "Is there a storybook? Ghost stories are fine, I'm quite afraid of that. I'm Ye Cixin, are you?"

"Abe Seimei." Abe Seimei replied: "You don't seem to be a monster. Boya told me that you were taken in by the big tengu?"

"Well, I stumbled and came here, just happened to meet a big dog, what's the problem?" Zhongli asked heartily.

"No, since you are a human, why don't you stay with me? If there is any news from the big tengu, I can also convey it. After all, humans and monsters have been together for a long time, and you will also be treated as a monster, which will cause others to panic." Misunderstood." Abe Seimei replied: "With all due respect, your beauty may bring you trouble."

Zhongli Cixin was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile and said: "Okay, then I'll bother you, well, I'll pay for the daily expenses myself, it's not easy to live in your house and eat and drink for free, my son will scold you Mine." After finishing speaking, Zhong Li Cixin took out a bag of pearls from his sleeve and handed them to Abe Qingming: "Is it okay to have pearls? The gold is too heavy, so I didn't bring it."

Abe Seimei was taken aback by Zhongli Cixin's magical stroke, and nodded with a smile: "Since that's the case, I'll accept it, and you can rest assured, I'm here except for me. Shikigami, there are few others, so you don't have to be too cautious."

Zhong Li Ci nodded his head.

Then Zhongli Cixin was arranged by Abe Seimei to a spacious dormitory.

Zhongli Cixin rejected Abe Seimei's plan to help him decorate the room. He brought his own furniture, thank you Zhongli Langhan, and he has all the daily necessities.

but……

It's really strange to put a Babu bed in a tatami room, Zhongli Cixin replaced it with an Arhat bed.

And looking at the oil lamp and candles, Zhongli gave Abe Seimei a small pack of luminous stones for lighting.

This kind of stone can last for 30 years to provide light all year round. It only needs to be exposed to the sun for more maintenance. The volume will gradually become smaller with time and eventually disappear completely.

However, for Abe Seimei, it is really uncomfortable to use this lighting at night, it is too dazzling.

There are also many ghosts and ghosts in Abe Seimei's mansion. Abe Seimei's wife has passed away, and it is said that she died of postpartum blood loss.

As a great onmyoji, Abe Seimei can save the cursed person, but he cannot save his wife.

And on the second day here, he took Zhongli Cixin to his study. Zhongli Cixin looked at the bookshelves full of books and suddenly felt a little dizzy. Forgive him for being used to the tall bookcases and bindings at home. Bamboo slips and thread-bound books are really a bit...

I'm so worried that I will damage the book.

Zhongli Cixin casually took a roll of bamboo slips, looked at it, and put it back again.

Buddhist scriptures, meaningless.

Daojing, it’s boring.

Curse, meaningless.

Waka anthology?

"If you say you haven't seen it, you've seen it, but you've seen it, but it's as if you haven't seen it. You have to suffer from lovesickness for no reason, and look at the sky at dusk all day long." Zhong Lici recited one of the poems, and felt a little strange.

Kind of like a love poem?

Pretty fun.

Holding the waka book, Zhongli Cixin went to the corridor to read it.

Abe Seimei looked at him and asked, "Are you interested in Waka?"

Zhongli said with a hearty smile: "It feels a bit like poetry, but judging by poetry, it's really bad."

Abe Seimei raised his eyebrows and asked, "Really?"

"I've read a few, and they all seem to be related to love. My personal favorite love poem is the line who can write it? Forgot, it seems to be 'Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death.' Think carefully It's not bad to think 'I was born before you were born, but I am old when you were born'."

The former is from the time of the Jin and Yuan Dynasties, and the latter is a poem on porcelain from the Tang Dynasty. It is no wonder that Seimei Abe knows.

It was a bit difficult to answer for a while. After thinking about it, Abe Seimei asked, "Do you have the whole poem?"

"Oh, I haven't read the whole poem, I only remember one or two sentences, and I forgot who wrote it, but it's just a poem from the Central Plains." Zhong Lici replied indifferently: "Oh my god, I really want to Let A-Lang take a look at these waka, compared with them, my poetry is already very good."

However, good poetry cannot be eaten as a meal...