Onmyoji Love Curse Volume

The Red Leaf Festival was held as scheduled.

Before dawn, the officials and nobles in Beijing drove towards Lanshan in bullock carts.When we arrived, the sun was high in the sky.

The ladies in the palace prepared tea and wine to entertain the tired people.

There are also snacks such as toon cakes and fern cakes on each table, as well as snacks such as dried fish and fruits such as oranges, which can be described as extremely rich.

The first process of the Red Leaf Festival is to hold a blessing ceremony on the altar by onmyojis.

Yinyangtou read a long and lengthy sacrificial speech loudly on the stage, while the other four officials of the Liaozhong and the four doctors sat respectfully behind him, and Qingming was also among them.

Boya's position is right behind the altar.

He stared at the white figure on the stage that made him miss, while pouring himself a drink.

He kept the red leaf with waka in his arms all the time.

After so many days, not only did the leaf show no sign of drying up, but the color became more vivid, just like his longing for Qingming these days, even if he escaped to the deep mountains, it still continued unabated.

What should we do?

Burson-Marsteller has asked himself this question a thousand times.

In the past, when he fell in love with Lord Man Yue, he hesitated for a long time because he was still unable to open his heart.

This time, however, the situation is even more different.

Because, the other party is Seimei.

Only Seimei cannot be lost.

The blessing ceremony was over, and the Onmyojis retreated from the stage.Qingming seemed to glance at Boya's position, but Boya avoided him guiltily.

It wasn't until Qingming retreated to his seat and out of Boya's sight that he was slightly relieved.

But Boya knew very well that it was impossible for him to escape like this for the rest of his life.There must be an end to this longing.

The singing and dancing of prayers has already started on the stage, accompanied by the musicians from Yale Liao.

However, Boya, who has always been crazy about music, has no intention of appreciating it.When the singing and dancing were over and the banquet officially began, he excused himself from having a headache and left his seat, wanting to relax.

Boya deliberately found a sparsely populated forest trail and walked slowly.

The sky is clear today, and the red leaves on Arashiyama are as gorgeous as flames.Let him, a worried person, come to watch, but it is a bit reckless.

He walked along the path for a while, and the scenery in front of him gradually turned into a green bamboo forest, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Boya stopped for a while, but unexpectedly, a woman's voice came from the bamboo forest beside her.

"Master Shengzi, do you want to participate in today's waka performance?"

"There happened to be a clumsy work a few days ago, so let's use it to make a fool of myself. Where are Master Mingzi and Master Dianzi?"

"I have one too."

"Me too."

Shengzi, Mingzi, and Dianzi are all female officials of the Shangshi in the palace. It seems that the three of them are resting here, but because they are separated by the bamboo forest, they cannot see Boya.

"It's a good opportunity for Your Majesty to hold a Waka Concert on Arashiyama with the theme of the Poetry on Love of Red Leaves this time."

"Yes, we live in the palace for a long time and have no time to meet men. If we can meet the person we like at this red leaf festival, and give them a waka that we made by ourselves, so as to achieve a relationship, how elegant it would be."

Compared with ordinary aristocratic women, the status of female officials in the palace is more special, so they can take the initiative to present Waka to the man they like.

"Speaking of romance, I've heard people say that red leaves can be used to divine the outcome of romance on Arashiyama."

"Divination with red leaves?"

"It is said that there is a stream a hundred steps away from here, and its source is in the temple on the mountain. Therefore, it is blessed by the gods and is very effective. There is a fork in the middle of the stream. If there is something unclear in your heart, you can take a piece of mist in the season of red leaves. On the red leaves on the mountain, write your thoughts on them and put them in the stream. If the red leaves flow to the left fork, it means that you will be blessed by the gods and things will go well. If they flow to the right fork, it means that there will be no good results.”

"There is such a wonderful legend."

"Isn't it the season when the red leaves are all over the mountains?"

"Yes, Master Dianzi, do you want to try?"

"I don't have a relationship that I want to divination now. Mr. Mingzi is so familiar with the legend, does it mean that he already has someone he likes?"

"That's a secret."

When the laughter of the three female officers came, Boya suddenly realized that although he was just passing by by chance, this kind of behavior of eavesdropping on other people's conversations was not very good after all, so he hurriedly walked away.

However, the content of the three people's conversation just now still lingers in his mind.

As for unresolved matters that require divination, he does have one.

Like a ghost, Boya walked towards the location the lady officer said, and he saw a stream.

A trickle of water flows down from the upper reaches, crossing countless stones, making a gurgling sound.Tens of meters ahead, the stream was divided into two streams and continued to flow towards an unknown place.

It seems that this is the stream that the lady officer mentioned.

"The red leaf with the thoughts written on it...?"

Boya was talking to himself, and took out the red leaf from his bosom.This leaf was indeed taken from Arashiyama, and there were wakas written on it that reflected his thoughts. From this point of view, it was very suitable for divination.

But, do you really want to do this?

In the eyes of others, using this method to predict the outcome of a relationship may be somewhat absurd, but Boya has been troubled by this matter for a long time and has no way out. If it can be left to the gods to decide, it may be a good idea.

And, what if it really works?

Boya took a closer look at the stream. The speed of the water is not too fast. No matter which branch road the red leaves flow into, they should be easily retrieved.

He nodded slightly as a way to cheer himself up, and finally placed the red leaf in the stream.

The water carried the red leaves gradually drifting away, Boya followed closely all the way, seeing it getting closer and closer to the fork, he suddenly became nervous.

The stones in front of the fork became more and more rapid, and the red leaves kept swaying and turning, just like Boya's mood.He couldn't help clenching his fists.

However, what Boya never expected was that the red leaf was finally washed into a crevice by the water, just in the middle of the fork.

He was taken aback for a moment, then yelled "ah", and hurriedly ran forward, trying to retrieve the leaves.

But the waterways on both sides of the fork road widened, and the red leaves were stuck in the gap in the center, so they couldn't reach it with branches, let alone hands.And if you want to get it closer, you will have to wade through the water.Although the water flow is not deep, it will definitely soak the court clothes, and that would be a very disrespectful behavior in front of His Majesty.

Now, not only did he not know the result of the divination, he couldn't even get the leaves back.

"Could it be that... even the gods don't approve of me expressing my feelings to Seimei? If that's the case, what's the point even if I take Hongye back?"

Boya felt sad, he stared blankly at the red leaves among the rocks for a long time, and finally turned around and left.

But he didn't see that after that, a stream of water rushed the red leaf out of the crack in the stone.The red leaf entered the fork on the left along the water, and went down the water until it was picked up by a figure in a white hunting suit.

When Boya returned to the festival, the waka will just start.

As today's highlight, many officials and nobles are eager to try and excited.

Love poetry is a subject that many nobles in Beijing are good at, so everyone recited it in turn, and many excellent works appeared. Even Emperor Murakami couldn't judge for a while, so he finally decided to give up the selection and reward everyone with snacks.

After the Waka Concert, the Gagaku Room on the stage began to play again.But it is no longer the serious ceremonial music used before, but more relaxed and lively music.

The ministers all relaxed, drank and chatted, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of red leaves.

Boya was in a bad mood and didn't want to participate in it. After pouring himself a few glasses of wine, he simply left the meeting again.

This time he took a different path and headed up the hillside.

There are red leaves all over the place here, and when you look up and look up, there are bright red and eye-catching colors, which makes people have the illusion of being in a foreign land.

Boya ascended the hillside and was about to appreciate the surrounding scenery when suddenly his breath became stagnant and his heart felt like a drum beating.

Under a tree not far away, a figure in a white safari suit was resting with his eyes closed, and it was Seimei.

The pure white contrasted sharply with the fiery red surrounding, but it was so breathtakingly beautiful that Boya couldn't move his eyes away.

Boya didn't know how long he stood there, as if it was only a short moment, and it seemed as if thousands of years had passed.

This situation actually made his mind extremely clear, as if something had suddenly been figured out, the fog in his heart gradually dissipated, and he suddenly became enlightened.

At this moment, Qingming opened his eyes and looked towards Boya's position.

Four eyes facing each other.

"Boya." Seimei spoke out first.

Boya finally came to his senses, for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Are you going to stand there forever?"

Boya realized that he was no longer afraid to face Qingming.He walked towards Qingming, and sat down opposite him as he had done countless times in the past.

As soon as he was seated, a wine glass was handed to him in front of him.

Taking away the drinking utensils at the festival, and running here alone to enjoy the maple leaves and drink, is quite like Seimei's style.

"It's been a long time since we drank together like this." Qingming looked at Boya with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Seimei. I've encountered a little trouble these days..."

Originally, Boya was worried that Qingming would ask what was the matter, but unexpectedly he just asked indifferently: "Is it solved?"

"I think... it's probably resolved."

"But I see you were still thinking about it just now."

"Because...that's what I just figured out just now."

"Is it?"

Boya didn't go on directly, but asked instead: "Qingming, can I talk about 'curse' with you today?"

"Don't you hate this topic the most?"

"But, I really want to talk about it today." Boya turned her head and looked into the distance, "Qingming, you once said that love is a curse that makes people suffer and toss and turn. Even you can't undo it, right?"

"good."

"But I think the real 'love spell' shouldn't be something like that."

"Oh?"

"If someone feels pain because of 'feeling', it must be because he has other desires in his heart. In your words, it is another 'curse'. For example, he is worried that the other party will not accept him, or that he has no equal to himself. It’s those things that really bother people.”

Qingming stared at Boya, waiting quietly for him to speak.

"But in the final analysis, it's just a calculation of self-interest. The real 'love curse' should be the existence beyond those constraints."

"Then what is the real 'love spell' for Boya?"

Boya looked at Qingming, was silent for a moment, and finally said seriously: "True 'feeling' should start from the other party, without considering your own gains and losses, even if the other party cannot respond, you can give without complaint or regret. In this way Then you will not be bound by other 'curse', and naturally you will not feel pain."

"That's really good, Boya. But if it reaches that point, no one will be able to undo this 'love curse'."

"If it's really reached that point, why do you need to untie it?"

Qingming looked at Boya for a long time, and said approvingly, "It's really amazing, Boya. Many people in the world can't figure this out. How did you think of it?"

"This...isn't important anymore." Boya held up his glass, "What's important is that I'm really happy to be able to drink with you now."

"That's right, the most important thing is that we can drink together."

The two drank the wine in the glass at the same time, then looked at each other and laughed.

Boya's previous worries about gain and loss have been swept away, because he understands that he has been planted with the real "love curse".

Seimei, I would like to protect you for the rest of my life.

After the Red Leaf Festival, in the courtyard of Seimei's house.

The honey bug saw her master holding a red leaf, and had been looking at it for a long time, and there seemed to be words written on the leaf.

"Master Seimei, what are you looking at?"

"Is this... a 'curse'?"

Seimei put the red leaf in his arms, a smile appeared on his lips.