[Comprehensive] The world is being reset

Abe Seimei and Kamo Hoken first went to Tachibana Nagase's house and learned the cause of Lingzi's death.Back to the Yinyang Liao again, he slipped out Fujiwara Jitoki, who had been sitting in the dorm and drinking tea with the head of Yinyang Kamo Takayuki. It was a matter of his own life and death. , asked what to say, and counted every woman he had failed.

"It's a miracle that Fujiwara-sama is alive to this day." Abe Seimei sighed softly, seemingly unintentionally, Fujiwara Jetoki's face turned pale with fright, and his bones were shaking when he crouched on the tatami.

Everyone has ghosts in their hearts, and ghosts are originally born from people's hearts.Especially women belong to Yin. When the resentment in the heart gathers into an endless hell and burns the soul every second, there is nowhere to express it, and ghosts will eventually erupt.Mr. Fujiwara Chunayan scummed so many women before, but no one turned into a ghost and scratched him to death with his claws. These ladies and sisters are really good-natured.

It's just that you can't get your shoes wet when you often walk by the river. Master Fujiwara not only got his shoes wet this time, but also met someone who wanted to drag him into the bottom of the river. She enjoys it alone.

"It's a ghost." Abe Seimei said.

Fujiwara Jetoki was already so frightened that he hugged the pillar on the corridor of Yinyangliao, unwilling to move out even a step.It seemed that as long as he went out of this door, there would be an evil spirit waiting at the door to eat him up.

So Abe Seimei and Kamo Baoxian left by themselves.They went to a house in the Gojo area near Horikawa Koji, which was the home of a former lover of Fujiwara Jetoki.

"Qingming, how do you know it's here?"

He Mao Baoxian was the first to jump off the bullock cart and looked up.The house in front of me was dilapidated and desolate, and it didn't look like it could be lived in at all.

Abe Seimei came down behind Homo Kamo and said softly, "It's because of the pipa."

"lute?"

"Hmm." The Great Onmyoji didn't seem to want to talk about it, so he stepped forward and pushed open the rotten half-hanging wooden door.

After entering the door, I felt that the house was dilapidated.The garden was full of weeds and desolate, half of the roof of the house collapsed, the columns of the verandah began to rot due to wind and rain, and the eaves of the veranda tilted badly.A decaying bullock cart lies in the weeds half a person's height, and the body has been covered by weeds. Only the hanging window with branches protruding from the grass can glimpse its gorgeous appearance.

Abe Seimei slowly parted the bushes and stepped into the courtyard.The hem of the hunting clothes slowly brushed against the tips of the drooping grass blades.

This house is very large, with a standard aristocratic architectural structure, the landscape in the courtyard, the verandah, and the main house. You can imagine how beautiful it used to be.But now, the bustling scene has been scattered in the weeds in the garden and the decaying eaves like a dream.

When Yasuhiro Kamo and Seimei Abe walked in, an old man in gray clothes of handymen came out from the corridor, and stopped in the corridor when he saw the two onmyojis who were looking for the door.

"You are here." The handyman's tone was so calm that it was strange, as if he knew that there would be an onmyoji coming.

"Yes, we are here." Abe Seimei did not show much surprise.He walked over and stopped a few steps away from him, "Can you tell us about the owner of the noble house?"

The old handyman nodded. He bowed his waist and moved very slowly, as if something heavy was pressing on him, making him unable to lift his back.

"That's why I'm waiting here."

From the mouth of the handyman, what Fujiwara Jetoki told them, and what they learned at Tachibana Nagase's house, Abe Seimei and Kamo Yasuto put together a story about a woman.

Not such a beautiful story.

The owner of this family used to be a well-developed aristocratic class.His father is a relative of the emperor and once served as the deputy chief of Dazaifu. His mother is gentle and elegant, loving and beautiful, and he has a lively and sensible younger brother.That Miss Tokuko who turned into a ghost in loneliness and despair also once had such a happy family.

Until the time of Miss Dezi, her father contracted the epidemic and died. In the same year, her mother also fell ill due to excessive grief, and then passed away.Later, the relatives and friends who had contact with the mansion gradually became alienated, and the servants also left one after another.Ms. Dezi has no way to make a living, so she can only live by selling property, and the family is declining day by day.

But at that time, she also had a younger brother. Miss Dezi spent a lot of money to send her younger brother to college, and her younger brother was also very talented and very upbeat.Originally, he was determined to grow up hard and become a reliable adult to take care of his older sister.However, one summer 12 years ago, my younger brother contracted an epidemic and died.

Miss Tokuko was distraught, and the nobleman Fujiwara Jetoki, whom she had been rejecting before, came to her at this time, took care of her and encouraged her.Under this kind of gentle company in despair, Miss Tokuko was finally moved by him, and became Fujiwara Jetoki's lover.

Li Bai, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote a long Yuefu poem about the relationship between Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and his first empress, Chen Ajiao. The line in the poem is full of the meaning of a woman who clings to others like duckweed. Miserable fate.

"The hibiscus flower in the past is now a rootless grass. How long will it be good to use sex to serve others?"

More than ten years have passed, Fujiwara Jihei and Miss Tokuko have never had children, and Fujiwara Jetoki, who was in love with Miss Tokuko because of her beautiful appearance, gradually began to get tired of her.

If things only stop here, maybe this is just one of the countless stories between the sad man and the poor woman in Heianjing.Even if Ms. Dezi complained, it would not be enough to turn into a ghost.

After Fujiwara Jihei became estranged from Tokuko, Ms. Tokuko was depressed, melancholy, and at a loss. One day, when she was walking on the street, she heard the playing of a pipa from the courtyard of a certain nobleman.

The timbre of the pipa is extremely beautiful, but the skill of the player is mediocre or even slightly jerky. When the two are combined together, it feels inexplicably insulting such a superb pipa.Ms. Dezi recognized it almost immediately. It was her pipa, the only relic and longing left to her by her parents. At the most difficult time, she never thought of selling the pipa, Feitian.A few years ago, Master Ji Shi took this pipa from Dezi because of the singing party to be held in Qingliang Hall.Afterwards, he failed to return it, but told Dezi that the pipa was stolen by the villain very sorry.Although Tokuko was very sad at the beginning, but because of her love for Fujiwara Jetoki, she still silently buried this matter in her heart.

However, she will never hear the sound of the piano ringing in her ears wrongly at this moment, that is "Flying Apsaras".

She ran into the courtyard regardless of the servant's obstruction, and finally saw the person playing the pipa.That was the youngest daughter of that family, Ling Zi.

The young girl has black hair like lacquer, plump and rosy cheeks, and has the vitality that only girls of this age can have.

"what are you talking about."

The beautiful girl sitting tall in the porch said casually, "Master Ji Shi gave it to me."

Miss Tokuko understood everything after hearing this sentence, this is Fujiwara Jitoki's new lover.Compared to her, no matter how beautiful she is, she is already old after all.She knelt and sat on the ground in a daze, biting her lower lip, trying not to lose her composure, but she still couldn't help sobbing.

"It's despicable, it's shameless... Master Ji Shi..."

Ling Zi sat in the gallery, surrounded by servants, looking at her coldly.She is talented, has the willfulness of being spoiled by a beautiful family, and also has the almost naive viciousness unique to girls when facing their rivals in love.

They almost innately know how to savagely humiliate their enemies, stomping her pride underfoot and into the mud, never to be able to put together a full human form again.

"It's disgusting. I used to like this pipa very much, but now I don't like it at all."

"This pipa can no longer play the tone I like. It is broken and useless. Do you want such a worthless thing? Then pick it up."

The top-quality pipa "Feitian" worth tens of thousands of gold was thrown from under the porch, the body of the qin hit the railing of the porch, and fell in front of Dezi who was kneeling on the ground.The exquisite and gorgeous web cracked a big hole, and the groove of the piano also fell out.A hideous wound was cut on the face of the alluring beauty, which made the viewers feel heartbroken when they saw it.

Tokuko knelt in the courtyard, carefully hugging the pipa with her long sleeves with trembling hands.Above the head, Ling Zi floated down with a mocking voice.

"If I don't want Master Jishi someday and throw him away like this, are you going to pick him up too?"

Miss Tokuko finally left with her pipa, and her admiration for Fujiwara Kishiki has been extinguished since that day.

However, the misery that fate had imposed on this poor woman was far from over.

Not long after this incident, by chance, Tokuko found out that she was pregnant, and the child was of course Fujiwara Jetoki's.

This incident rekindled hope for Dezi, who was already disheartened. If there is a child... even if Master Jishi is unwilling to recognize this child, she can still watch this child grow up slowly.Her life has been burnt out like ashes that have cooled down, but with the arrival of this child, she has sparked a little spark from the ashes.As long as this spark remains, she can desperately survive this endless winter just by looking at it.

At that time, Tokuko's family property had almost been sold off, and there was only one handyman left in the family, an old man who had been with his father in the early years.Miss Tokuko couldn't provide the nutrition needed by the child in her belly, and Tokuko, who didn't want her to suffer with her, shamelessly went to Fujiwara Keshiki's mansion again.

This is his child, whether he is willing to admit it or not, it should be possible to give her a little support to raise this child, right?Miss Dezi thought naively at the time that she was even willing to treat it as a loan and return the money to him in the future.

However, Fujiwara Jetoki didn't want to see her that day, and Miss Tokuko was anxious to break in. Under the push, Tokuko was pushed to the ground by the handyman, and the child in her womb aborted on the spot.

"Since then, Miss has never mentioned Mrs. Fujiwara. Later, she heard of a curse method from somewhere, and began to go out every night with disheveled hair, and did not come back until near sunrise. Until one day, she I came back, laughing like crazy, and the white clothes I wore when I went out turned blood red." The old handyman trembled his lips, as if recalling the scene at that time still made him tremble with fear, "Miss, she has already turned into a ghost..."

That's why he knew that sooner or later, an onmyoji would come to this dilapidated house.After Tokuko becomes a ghost, there is no doubt that he will take revenge on Fujiwara Katsuki and Reiko, and this will definitely attract the attention of Yinyangliao, so it is reasonable for someone to come here to investigate.

Abe Seimei stood in the middle of the bushes and looked around the garden overgrown with wild grass. His face was very calm. Hearing such a sad story just now didn't seem to change his expression much.

"Take out the things buried in the four corners of the courtyard."

"What?" The handyman's body trembled.

"The thing buried under the corners of the four pillars in the east, west, north, and south of the house." Abe Seimei glanced at him, and he spoke in a little more detail, but it didn't look like he was explaining to the handyman.The determined expression on the Onmyoji's face seemed to say, go quickly, didn't you already know?

The handyman's waist seemed to be even more bent, and he didn't ask any more questions. He hunched like a thin ghost and walked into the grass.

When Abe Seimei came out of Miss Tokuko's house, he was holding three clams in his hand.He had already opened the clam to see what was inside, and it was exactly as he had guessed.It's just that the one that should have been under the pillar on the back was dug away in advance.But it doesn't matter, Seimei already knows what it is.

Empty cicadas, snake sloughs, dead floats, and charred persimmon seeds that were taken away.

It was a poisonous curse, a poisonous curse that scattered everyone in the house.

It was because of this poisonous curse that Miss Dezi's house gradually became empty, and the people around her left one by one, and was finally forced to a desperate situation.

And this poisonous curse was instigated by Fujiwara Jetoki to set the old handyman at Tokuko's house.

Miss Dezi has always refused his courtship, so he believes that as long as Miss Dezi's family is desperate, he can only rely on him.And later, he really got what he wanted.

The old handyman committed suicide after saying these things.

When Abe Seimei and Kamo Baoxian walked out of the dilapidated house, it was already sunset.The dim setting sun covered the street, and pedestrians and hawkers on the side of the road were pushing their things and getting ready to go home.

Abe Seimei and Kamo Baoxian did not get into the ox cart, but walked on the road, and the shikigami of Abe's family followed them silently in the ox cart.

"I really didn't expect that." Homo Kamo stretched his waist, looked up at the orange-red sky, "I only knew that Fujiwara Katsuki was not a thing, but I didn't expect him to be such a thing."

The big onmyoji in white hunting clothes next to him chuckled, "Brother, did you understand people's hearts today?"

The human heart is sometimes more terrifying than ghosts.

He Mao Baoxian was silent for a while, and when he turned the corner, he suddenly spoke.

"Sunny."

"Um"

"I know Miss Tokuko is very pitiful. But now she has become a ghost."

The color of the setting sun was slightly yellow, covering He Mao Baoxian's side face, the man's handsome silhouette outlined an inexplicable indifference in the setting sun.Even his tone of voice seemed to be extraordinarily calm, so calm that a shallow layer of ice drifted out.

"We are onmyojis, we receive the emperor's salary, and we are born to stand on the side of human beings."

Under his gaze, the big onmyoji in white hunting clothes smiled slightly, and tapped the bat fan in his hand unhurriedly, without even changing the curvature of the corners of his lips.

"Brother told me this?"

His voice was as calm as before, He Mo Baoxian took a deep look at him, then exhaled, shook his head and his shoulders slumped slightly, as if he had relaxed.

"That's right, if it's those hot-blooded, stupid boys in the dormitory who still have humanity, I still have to worry about it. Qingming, you don't need to worry at all." Because when it's time to strike, he is definitely more capable than He Maobao There are too many hard-hearted strikes.

Abe Seimei waved his bat fan and said with a smile, "Why do I feel that brother's words are saying that I have no humanity?"

"……Ha ha."

He Mao Baoxian really wanted to reply, have you ever had that thing?

If it weren't for Abe Seimei's obsession with raising loli during this period of time, the popularity of her whole body would have increased a bit, Kamo Baoxian wouldn't have those unnecessary worries just now.His younger brother, on the surface, wears the human skin of an elegant and handsome noble son, but in reality, only he knows how much of a normal human being he is inside.

If you really want to say it, Abe Seimei is more like a floating cloud in the night sky, looking down on the world from the blue sky with a pair of clear and calm eyes.

He is not like a human being, nor is he like a monster, but more like a god who has been aloof for hundreds of millions of years, untouched by the mundane world, and not involved in the world.