[Complete] Sibyl the Immortal

At dusk, the hour of magic.

The ox cart slowly stopped beside a dilapidated house, Xi Yang got off the cart, her long black hair was dyed reddish by the setting sun.

"Is it here?"

The room was dimly lit.There was an old man with a stubble face lying on his side, dressed as a mage.There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Oh? Isn't Seimei the one who came?"

"Master Seimei ordered this bottle to be brought to you." The girl's gaze suddenly became blank, "Ashiya...Master Doman."

"Those eyes are really amazing. You can see everything." Daoman was still lying there with a sleepy look, "How about it, little girl, do you want to sell those eyes to me?"

"Sorry, no one else can take these eyes away."

Hearing this, Daoman finally looked back as if he was interested, his eyes stopped on the girl's crimson eyes, and he suddenly realized.

"So that's the case, these eyes are not yours either. The old master's spiritual power attached to them is quite fierce and domineering... Anyone who wants to take these eyes from you will definitely be killed by this spiritual power. See Your expression, has someone been killed?"

The image of countless roses bursting out of the woman's body once again appeared in front of her eyes. Xi Yang closed her eyes, as if feeling the sticky touch of the blood poured all over her body again, which was uncomfortable.

"……Um."

"Those eyes, you can't see the color anymore." Ashiya Michiman laughed hoarsely, "Hey, little girl, if you continue to look with those eyes, one day, you won't be able to see anything. Arrived. Ah, it's more than that. One day, you won't feel anything."

"I understand." The girl quietly looked at her fingers, "Xiyang understands."

She knows the fate of the prophet... nothing more.

The future that I can't even scream... I can see it without these eyes.

Can't see, hear, smell, taste, touch... Such a future is already doomed.

"Give up those eyes." The old mage looked at her, "Those eyes will take everything from you."

"It can't be done." The girl lowered her eyes and stroked the corners of her eyes with her fingers, "It's useless even if you gouge it out. That flower has always been blooming here."

The slender fingers moved down and clasped the heart.That rose, from the day she took it, has been deeply rooted in the soul and bloomed wantonly in the depths of the soul.Intertwined, just like that person, it has a firm grip on her, and there is no way to escape.

"What a capricious and cruel old master." Daoman turned his eyes on Xiyang a few times, "Whether it's for you or for those eyes."

Give carelessly, destroy carelessly.

"That person... is just like a child." Xi Yang tilted her head, her eyes a little dazed, "Always do whatever you want, without any scruples. I can't help it. I only do what I want to do, and don't think about anyone... A self-willed, perfect person."

That person is God's favorite.Born to have everything, so take everything for granted, and squander everything for granted, whether it is wealth, genius, beauty... or love.

Even her life was just a short play that that person enjoyed after dinner.

"Oh, there's no more wine." Master Daoman shook the pottery bowl in his hand, glanced at Xi Yang, "little girl, pour some wine."

"liquor?"

"Isn't it in your hand?"

Master Daoman pointed and swiped, and the seal on the bottle came off, and the mellow wine fragrance permeated the room.The old man sniffed the fragrance and raised his eyebrows.

"This is a rare wine... the nectar you can only get once a year when you participate in the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts. You are willing to give me this kind of wine. What does Qingming want me, an old man?"

Xi Yang didn't know the answer, so he just sat there quietly.

The old man's eyes stopped on her body, and he patrolled back and forth. The moment he saw her fingers, he showed an expression of comprehension, and clicked his tongue impatiently.

"What a cunning man... I can't help it, just do a loss-making business for the sake of Ganlu. Little girl, give me your hand."

The girl handed out her hand as she said, and was grabbed by the rough and skinny hand of the old mage, pinched her middle finger tightly, and muttered a curse.

Black mist rose from behind her, and the spider silk attached to her long hair suddenly ignited, but the blue will-o'-the-wisp did not damage the black hair in the slightest.When the flame disappeared, the old man threw away Xi Yang's hand, held the wine cup in front of her, and shook it.

"I've finished what Qingming asked me to do, pour the wine."

Xi Yang held her own hand, and was stunned upon hearing this.She responded softly, and filled a cup of nectar for Ashiya Doman.The appearance of slightly lowered eyelids is so quiet and beautiful, just like a person in a painting.That graceful and elegant figure was reflected in the eyes of the old man, making him snort in disdain.

"No wonder it attracts such deep resentment. This face." Seeing the girl's puzzled eyes, the old mage was even more disdainful, "Don't you understand? Because you are obsessed with Mr. Genji, you have attracted a lot of resentment A woman's jealousy is really terrifying. Even if the entire Heian capital knows that you have no intentions for that man, as long as that man is still obsessed with you, her jealousy will never stop."

"Crush?"

The girl tilted her head, her eyes even more puzzled.

"Is anyone obsessed with 'me'?"

Mutsu paper, seasonal flowers, elegant Waka, exquisite desserts, beautiful hairpins, expensive powder, gorgeous shellfish, Tang's lyre... After being so disgusted and rejected by the girl, Genji was so excited. As if arousing his endless desire to conquer, he sent expensive and exquisite gifts to Abe Seimei's house continuously, as if to impress the girl's heart.

However, everyone in the capital knew that the beauty from Tang Dynasty ruthlessly rejected all of this.Politely sent the gift back, and the reply was a piece of mutsu paper attached to a mulberry branch, with only one Chinese sentence on it.

【Let the king have his own wife】

This sentence comes from the Han Yuefu poem "Moshang Mulberry", which tells the story of a mulberry picker named Qin Luofu who sternly rejected a lecherous prefect.And "Let the king have his own wife" is her answer to the prefect's frivolous "wouldn't you rather carry it together?"

Mr. Genji, who has always been unfavorable among women, is humiliated by Xiyang this time.

But this undoubtedly aroused his competitiveness even more.

Things have progressed to the point where Abe's house opens the gate every day, and you can see a bouquet of flowers in full bloom. Of course, there must be a lingering love poem tied to the flower branch.

Everyone in Heianjing knew that Genji, who was like light, fell in love with the beauty who was hidden deep in the mansion of Onmyoji.

...But the problem is, the beauty doesn't know anything about it herself.

"What a cruel lady. Where did Seimei find you? Could it be that you were cut out of a bamboo?"

Borrowing an allusion from the Tale of Taketori, he laughed at the fact that the girl's heart is as cruel as that of Kaguya Hime in the story, and Michimi Ashiya seems to be in a better mood.He poked the clay bowl under the girl's nose and motioned for her to pour the wine.

"But that's good too. Your hard-hearted appearance is a bit interesting. A woman who is easy to be coaxed is also prone to resentment, just like the woman who attached her resentment to you."

"A woman who attaches her grievances to 'me'?"

"It seems to be the former concubine of the East Palace who lives in Liujo. The love affair between her and Mr. Genji was spread all over Kyoto. It's a pity, it seems that Mr. Genji's affection for her is far less than what she gave. Love this This kind of thing is very strange, if you can't get an equivalent response from the other party, it will be transformed into something else."

"Other... what?"

"Resentment, curse, anger, shame, fear, pain, madness... In the end, it can even turn a woman into a prajna."

I don't know who I thought of, but there was a look of pain in Ashiya Doman's eyes.

"Isn't it normal for love to turn into something else if it doesn't get a response?"

A laughing voice sounded outside the door.A man in a white safari came in, sitting beside Xiyang as if he was at home.Like a magic trick, he took out a wine glass and motioned for Xi Yang to pour wine for him.The rosy lips, as if she had applied a thin layer of makeup, were curved, forming an extremely beautiful arc.

But what came out of those lips were such cold words.

"Especially the strong and fiery love of a woman, if you don't get a reciprocal response from the other party, I'm afraid you will burn yourself. What's more, that Lord Guang hasn't gone to Liutiao for a long time, probably, he's connected This love seems too heavy. It's a pity that the Eastern Concubine's heart, if put into water, can only turn into madness and belong to herself."

"Specially sent nectar to let me resolve the grievances on the little girl, and also come over to share a glass of fine wine, Qingming, you fox is really a good plan." Ashiya Daoman said as if annoyed, but there was no anger on his face, "Punishment A big glass of wine."

"Forgive me, I can't bear such a big glass." Qingming drank a large glass of wine with a wry smile, and looked at Ashiya Daoman with the wine cup, "Besides, drinking alone hurts your health, Mr. Daoman. I It's also for your own good."

"...you, what a fox."

Seimei smiled and unfolded the bat fan, covering half of his face.

"Well, who let you, Master Daoman, raise the resentment of the six concubines to the present level for a small amount of money? The soul is separated from the body, the living person is transformed into a ghost... This resentment cannot go so smoothly without your help solution."

Daoman laughed loudly when he heard the words, straightened his bloated body, and showed a malicious expression on his unshaven face.

"You're wrong this time, Qingming. Although I wrote a few talismans for that concubine of the Eastern Palace, her life and death have nothing to do with me. Rather, it is because of her life and death that the Find me."

"Oh?"

"About half a year ago, the person from Liutiao came to me and said that he was asking about life and death. Out of curiosity, I scammed her—ha, it was really a big scam. Then The lady had been separated from her body half a year ago, and caused the death of a certain lover of Mr. Genji. It is said that she was as delicate and pitiful as Xi Yanhua. The lady was afraid, so she asked me to solve the matter. "

"Then, has Master Daoman solved it?"

"Need to say, Seimei?"

Ashiya Michiha laughed heartily, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Women's jealousy, no one in this world can make it go away, right?"

——Unless, love disappears.

"The so-called love is such an unreasonable thing."

作者有话要说：阿草草扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2014-04-1919:47:19

[What do you want to do, Baby Ah Cao?lie flat]

小怪兽扔了一个火箭炮投掷时间:2014-04-2415:53:52

小怪兽扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2014-04-2415:59:55

【Dear Meow Meow~ I knew you loved me the most~!Local tyrants, come and let me hug my thighs! 】

The concubine of Liutiao was killed by Guangyuan's lover Xiyan, and Xiyan was the outer room of Guangyuan's good friend, Lieutenant General, and gave birth to a daughter with him, who was later Yulan (Yulan was a group of Lieutenant General His son pursued 23333 passionately, and Guangyuan's eldest son was also interested in her. Of course, it was Guangyuan himself who wanted to sleep with her the most. I'm disgusted).

#Your circle is really chaotic#

Posted a photo of Light.Although this guy is a scumbag, he does look good.