As a ghost, I want to chase the Onmyoji

The child came back from school, opened the door of the house, and a figure floated in the air, "Son, you are back, come to daddy!"

The child who was only as tall as the boy's legs walked up to the boy calmly, and pushed away the boy's approaching face with his palm, "Brother Feng, is it enough?" Full of helplessness.

The boy shrugged his shoulders. Ever since a child learned this trick, he has become younger and older.Takes away a large part of the fun in his life.

I forgot to mention that the lesson that children learn is Yin Yang art.This is a world where ghost clans and onmyojis coexist. The disputes between the two clans have not stopped for a hundred years. Therefore, every child must learn onmyoji techniques, and maybe they will participate in wars at some point in the future.

"Brother Feng, I learned a lot today. The master said that I will become a great weapon in the future, and I will definitely become a talented person who leads the people to defeat the ghost clan." Has a lot of ambition.

When Feng Weixi heard these words, his heart stopped, but he didn't show it on his face.He rubbed Nan Jin's head vigorously, but was slapped away angrily by Nan Jin.

At night, Feng Weixi was still thinking about the ghost image a few years ago. He is not tolerated in this world. Once someone finds out his identity, something will happen to him and Nan Jin.But in the struggle between man and ghost, ordinary people are so innocent.

Over the years, because of what happened back then, the villagers have often doubted Nan Jin's identity, and always felt that his family was in collusion with the ghost clan.He was harsh on them in everything, but Nan Jin's education gave all the harshness to the ghosts.

This country does not allow the existence of any ghost clan, and no one is allowed to take in the ghost clan. Once the enemy is found, they will be killed immediately.

Such voices kept circulating in Feng Weixi's mind, unstoppable like a curse, making him unable to fall asleep.

In the morning, the dew trembled slightly on the leaves.The teenagers in the yard have already started practicing martial arts.A sword in his hand, very fierce.

Before the wind came out, the boy just put away his sword and wiped his sweat.Feng Weixi greeted him to eat, and the meal was extremely quiet.

After eating, the boy should go to school.Feng Weixi watched the young man leave, thinking that a string of the young man's qin was broken, so he went out holding the qin.

The village where Feng Weixi lives is in the area where the ghost race and the human race are connected.This area has repeatedly become the cannon fodder for the war between the two countries.All kinds of provocations before the war have become the unwritten rules of war.Those who hurt are nothing more than innocent people, which is why the locals hate the ghost race so much.

The master who repaired the piano was a person who had experienced war. When Feng Weixi came with the piano in his arms, the master touched the piano with pity.Feng Weixi stood aside, lowering his head in shame.

Not long after, it started to rain, and there was still some slight drizzle, which fell on the body, and it was faintly cold. The wind did not stop, and I was surprised that I could still feel the coldness.The body that was thought to be supported by spiritual energy was insensitive.

The master who repaired the piano raised his hand and gently scratched a string, making a crisp and light sound.Feng Weixi's thoughts were suddenly interrupted like this.The old master looked down at Qin, his eyes were full of sadness, and asked softly, what is doing justice for the sky?What is heaven, what is Tao?

Feng Weixi didn't understand what the master meant, and didn't want to answer his question.Obviously, the master just said something casually, and didn't want to get his answer.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the wind did not stop and hid under the eaves to avoid the rain.Not long after, the people in the house came out, looked at Feng Weixi hesitantly, Feng Weixi lowered his eyes slightly, raised a relieved smile, turned and ran towards the rain screen, but the tears in his eyes welled up.

In this world, there is too little tolerance for ghosts and spirits. Everyone is living in the struggle of life and death, and they cannot be blamed.After all, sometimes even Feng Weixi himself doubts whether his persistence is right.

I don't know how long he ran, but Feng Weixi kept holding Qin in his arms to prevent it from being drenched by the rain.His body has been soaked by rain.

But it didn't take long before the wind stopped and I couldn't feel the rain.Turning around, a shadow hurried past.Feng Weixi seemed to be struck by lightning, and stopped there, letting the rain hit him.After a long time, he turned around slowly and walked home without looking back.Behind him, a shadow followed him unhurriedly, until he watched him walk into the house, and finally left.

The next day, a big event happened in the village.The women in the village were killed, and people were panicked.For some reason, the old stories of Feng Weixi's family were turned up again, and in an instant, everyone's colored eyes were aroused.

Feng Weixi was very indifferent to their performance, just thinking of the black shadow that night, it couldn't be him, it definitely couldn't be.

When Nan Jin came back, he talked a lot less, and went back to the room after eating, Feng Weixi wanted to talk to him about his views on the ghost race, but when he walked to the door, he heard the painful groaning inside, Pushing open the door and going in, I saw the bruises on the boy's arms.

The boy looked at the person who broke in suddenly, and was stunned in surprise.Feng Weixi walked over, silently picked up the medicine and helped the young man apply it.

The boy looked at the man with his head down, not knowing how to comfort him.I had no choice but to make an oath, "I will kill the people of the ghost clan, or I will never give up. Brother Feng, don't be too sad. I will succeed."

Feng Weixi's heart was astringent, his mouth opened, and the words of persuasion reached his lips, but he swallowed helplessly, feeling a bitterness.

Feng Weixi helped Nan Jin bandage the wound, silently embraced the young man, quietly, no one said a word.After a long time, Feng Weixi sighed and said, "Every kind of creature in this world, as long as it exists, must have its reason. The heaven and earth contain all things, and all things exist, and they are blessed by the heaven and earth. I don't ask you to treat them equally, but You know right from wrong and have a clear conscience."

The young man embraced the man, smelling the man's unique fragrance, his eyes darkened.

At night, Feng Weixi rested here at Nanjin, closed his eyes, and thought for a long time before falling asleep.

Nan Jin didn't fall asleep either, he could feel Feng Weixi's obvious unhappiness, he probably also had a guess, but he didn't want to expose it.Some things are better not to know than to know, so even if you know, just pretend not to know.

In the middle of the night, a wave of enthusiasm came, and Feng Weiwei realized that he had forgotten to collect energy from others these days.Dallying, the breath of the boy's body passed into his nose, making him even more uncomfortable.

Feng Weixi tried his best to pretend to be normal, but unconsciously extended his hand to the boy.The boy with his eyes closed tensely stiffened his body.Pretending to know nothing, she quietly opened a slit, watching the man's unbearable movements, and her heart itch.

It was just his strong self-control that prevented him from making any movements, not even his breath being disturbed.It took a long time for the man to stop, but the boy remembered what happened.