Hanako

A round of bright moon is dotted in the dark night sky, and the night wind is blowing coolly the lanterns hanging outside, and the faint light shines on a few figures.

The lantern was swayed by the wind, and the figure swayed accordingly. Coupled with the rustling wind and cool air, it made people feel chills.

"Ma'am?" The man in the red and white safari followed the beautiful woman in front of him, followed by several maids.

"Master Onmyouji, it's right in front of you." The lady in twelve singles frowned slightly, and pointed her delicate fingers at the courtyard hidden in the darkness, "I saw something glowing here yesterday, wait for me When I went to see it, it was gone."

"...A monster?" the Onmyoji murmured.He has learned a lot, but it is true that he has never seen a monster so far.

In the past, the so-called feeling that monsters are causing trouble is nothing more than ghosts in people's hearts, or some strange phenomena of chance and coincidence. This time it should be nothing more than that.

The owner of the house was away from home, so the wife led a group of people down the steps and walked into the courtyard.

The Waterstone Garden is decorated with a natural pond, and the vegetation is also very lush. There are many green fireflies flying in the night sky, lighting up the stone road in front of you.

"Ma'am, could it be that you read it wrong?" the maid beside her asked in a low voice.

Except for the madam, no one saw the so-called luminous body, and with so many fireflies here, maybe they got it wrong, but the madam insisted on inviting Lord Onmyoji the next day.

The young master was still sleeping, and the lessons during the day were too complicated, so Madam comforted him before meeting the onmyoji.

It was too late now, and the wind felt uncomfortable on my body.

Madam pursed her lips and shook her head. It was not convenient for her to walk in twelve singles, and the speed of the group was quite slow.

"That's right there!" Everyone who was still a little tired cheered up and looked in the direction she pointed in unison.

Sure enough, in the middle of the grass by the pond, several fireflies surrounded each other emitting a faint green light, which was also mixed with light golden light.

It seemed to be flickering, just like their heartbeats going up and down now.

"Master Onmyoji." Madam subconsciously looked at Onmyoji, bowed slightly, "Please."

"That golden light..." Onmyoji looked at the grass in disbelief, this was really the first time he saw such a miraculous scene.But since it is really a so-called monster, then he has to solve it.

Onmyoji walked over lightly, peeling off the overgrown vegetation with one hand, and grabbed the written spell with the other.

But after walking to the bushes over there, he froze there.

He squatted down, his cheeks became clearer and clearer under the golden light, and the hands in the wide sleeves carefully picked up the 'monster' on the ground.

"Master Onmyoji, are you alright?" Madam covered her lips and coughed a few times.Her body was not in good shape, and if the wind blew for a while, if she hadn't persisted, she would have collapsed.

"Madam, this is not a monster."

In the dark night, the Onmyoji turned his back to them slowly, holding a glowing one or two-year-old child in his arms, his expression could not restrain his excitement.

The faint golden light looked very sacred and warm, and everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes.

The lady was supported and walked over step by step, and reached out to catch the child.

"This is Lord God."

The eyes of an onmyoji can see things that many people cannot see.

Onmyoji masters the way of yin and yang, knows how to observe the stars, recognize faces, measure directions, know disasters, draw symbols, recite spells, and perform illusions.

It is of the same origin as the priest.

Even so, it was the first time that he was shrouded in the light of the Lord God.

The gods are invisible to ordinary people, and there has never been a precedent for them to come to the world. They always stand in places that humans cannot touch.

"Why is Lord Shenming in such a place?" Madam stretched out her hand in a daze just now, and after hugging the child, she realized that it was not as heavy as she imagined.

She held the child tenderly, with piety in her eyes.

In this era when onmyoji prevailed, people believed in the existence of ghosts and ghosts, and their devotion to gods was unimaginable for future generations.

"The newborn god is too weak, that's why he has this posture." Onmyoji said, "Probably because he didn't gain faith, or was hurt. The matter of the god is beyond human understanding."

The child's eyes were tightly closed, and the warm and fair to transparent skin and the white oak-colored hair all looked so extraordinary.

Every move draws people's hearts.

Suddenly, the light on her body became brighter, and both of them could clearly see the surrounding scene.

The child's eyelids trembled twice, and he opened his eyes.

Those eyes were shining like gold, they looked sacred and extraordinary, and the woman couldn't take her eyes off immediately.

The child grabbed the clothes with one small hand, stretched out the other small hand, and stroked the madam's cheek. The next second, she fell asleep and the light disappeared.

Everything is like a dream.

"lady?"

The beautiful and gentle woman hugged the child tightly, raised her head and smiled.

"Master God chose me, and I will protect her."

"..." Onmyoji also expected this ending, as early as when the lady picked up the child, he knew that the Lord God did not choose him, "Where is the name of the Lord God?"

As a god, one should have a real name.

"Flower. This is what God told me." The rare spirit in her body made her more gentle, "But in the human world, it is impossible to not have a good identity. I will let the head of the family know. It is called... Demon Dance Tsuji It's ready."

Indeed, as the lady's daughter, things will become much simpler. Serving the gods is a supreme honor, and even he wants to serve the gods very much.

"Madam, please don't let more people know the identity of this lord."

Onmyoji said before leaving.

"If there are people who are disloyal to the gods, they will do something radical."

"There are countless people who try to get what they don't deserve, and only hope for God's blessing."

"Until Lord Shenming recovers, please stay with her and don't cause a catastrophe."

The gods are not omnipotent, at least the weak little gods, even the most ordinary people can easily control her.

However, Mrs. Onimai Tsuji is a very gentle and kind woman.

Although she has been sick and weak, she has a peaceful mind, a water-like woman full of sunshine.

She accompanied the gods day after day without any slack.Unlike an ambitious husband who is looking forward to the return of the gods after recovery, she just simply loves her gods.

But even though God is ten years old, she is as weak as ever, and her strength is minimal. Apart from being able to slightly relieve her pain, she can see some things that humans cannot see. The most dazzling thing is that she is like Kaguya Ji appearance.

Eyes with hair color different from ordinary people.The long white oak hair is as smooth and silky as silk, noble and holy, like the moon, and the gilt eyes are dazzling and warm, clear and bright, like the sun. Those who have seen her call her Kaguya Hime in the world.

Even when I went out to meet guests, I never got the slightest smudge. It was even more impossible to remove my eyebrows and paint silkworm eyebrows with ink or stain my teeth black.Kimai Tsujika washes her body every day, and her hair hasn't grown before falling to the ground.

Human beings are not qualified to paint any color on the innocent god, this is something that both husband and wife agree on.

Onimai Tsujika's body is not very good, but she always has a smile on her face, and she also likes her elder brother, Onimai Tsuji, who is four years older than her and looks like her mother.

When she was young, she had no playmates around her, and the Onimai Tsuji family also deliberately wanted to hide her at home. The only person who was similar to her age was her older brother Onimai Tsuji.

Oni Wu Tsuji does not look like his father, but looks very much like his mother, with long black hair and rose-red eyes, he is very handsome and has outstanding abilities.

His personality is more like that of his father, with his own self-confidence and pride, his body is also very healthy, and he pays more attention to his studies. It can be said that he is a perfect heir.

The little temper that is used to being arrogant is relatively harmless.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mian is not bad to his sister, he is very caring.My younger sister is very cute and excellent, and she is willing to get close to me. No matter how mature she is, she is still a young boy, and it is impossible to say that she is unhappy.

From time to time, he would bring back some novelty gifts to Ghost Mai Tsujika, and at night, the siblings would read and chat together.

Wu Mi, who never knew her sister was a god, thought she was her own sister who went out to recuperate when she was a child. Getting along with Onimai Tsujika made her feel more relaxed and happy. The two are really like brothers and sisters.

It seemed that the days would go on so plainly, and Onimai Tsujika's family had no intention of finding a husband for Onimai Tsujika, and the gods would leave after all, and they knew this very well.

However, when Onimai Tsujika was 13 years old, Mrs. Onimai Tsuji passed away.

Onimai Tsujika's weak power can't bring her health, it can only slightly relieve her pain.

Before the god could recover his memory and power, he passed away peacefully.

In the end, he just smiled gently and patted Onimai Tsujika's head.

Things didn't end there.

Oni Wu Tsuji fainted at the funeral, and then came the bad news that Oni Wu Tsuji, who was always in good health, was terminally ill and could only live for another three years at most.

The illness began to torment this young man who was full of vigor, hope and ambition, and told him that there were three years left, which hit him hard.

I used to work so hard, practicing knives and reading every day.Just getting ready to start, the life that just started, suddenly fell to the bottom.

The illness came like a mountain, and within two months, Guiwu Tsuji Wumi could only lie on the mat and couldn't get up. He used to practice martial arts every day, and his muscles began to atrophy under the torment of time.

Sometimes, falling from the clouds is just a split second.

Kimai Tsujika stood at the entrance of the shoji, looking at Wu Mi who threw over the potion, his mother-like face became more and more haggard and irritable, and his heart ached like a knife.

Her gilt eyes were filled with mist.