Anomalous Ability Named World Literature

The Gion Festival is a rare festival in Heian-kyo where all people enjoy themselves.Up to the public and nobles, down to the common people and slaves, sharing the grand festival.

The parade of floats is on the second day of the festival.

Qingming woke up very early, but he didn't sleep very well. He couldn't sleep when the east was just getting bright.Just get up and think about what to wear today.

For this reason, he even considered whether to ask his friends for their opinions.

Senior brother He Mo Baoxian has a dignified personality, and his dressing style is too old-fashioned and dull, Qingming chooses to skip senior brother.As for Boya, Boya has been staying in his mansion for a long time recently, and he is too attentive. Let him go dancing today and don't let him be distracted.

Seimei's friends are quite limited, so he can only consider asking youkai.

Not to mention the big monsters who suddenly received the Onmyoji's communication, one by one were confused, and they replied seriously to the Onmyoji after they were all confused.

The Lord of Arakawa strongly recommended a big fur collar to the onmyoji he recognized.

The owner of Dajiangshan responded with a series of laughter, "Hahahahahahahaha! Qingming, you guys have today! Isn't it easy to show a man's charm!"

To show the charm of men, in short, you can choose not to wear the top, ah no, wear less.

Ootengu: "The most important thing is the inside, perseverance and righteousness. But... Seimei-sama must ask, a suitable fan is very necessary... If you need it, I have many." Mao.

……

Qingming: "..."

Feel unreliable? !

Qingming silently put away the paper crane used for communication.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps outside the door.

Seimei pushed open the door and saw that the little Token Fusangshin was carrying a large pile of clothes and struggling to walk in the corridor. His clothes were too many, holding him in his arms was like hugging a hill, almost He buried himself.

The direction of Sanriyue's running is His Highness's room?

"Three suns and moons?"

"Good morning, Seimei-sama."

"You are this?"

"His Royal Highness said that he would help me get dressed. I will wait for His Highness in His Highness's room."

Sanriyue answered obediently.

San Riyue can't always wear his own clothes well. Although he has to trouble His Highness, he is not a lazy Fu Sangshen.

He wants to send himself to the door, so that His Highness doesn't have to make an extra trip.

The witty crescent moon.

While speaking, another strand of hair that was messily tied up with ribbons fell out of her eyes, San Riyue couldn't keep her hands free, so she tried to shake her long hair behind her head by moving her head.

Although Xiaofu Sangshen worked hard, he failed.

When Fu Sangshen was fighting with his hair, he accidentally stepped on the hem of his clothes that was hanging down.

He fell to the ground with a click.

Fortunately, the clothes were padded for him, so that this beautiful face did not come into intimate contact with the floor.

Fu Sangshen slowly got up and hugged his head.

...QAQ

Qingming: "...I'll take you there."

"Master Seimei, please."

"No trouble." Qingming picked up Sankaiyue's clothes, held Sankaiyue's hand, and smiled gently.

His Highness dressed Sanriyue, and by the way, also picked clothes for him.

Kill two birds with one stone, just right.

Xiaoxue got up early in the morning and started to read early. Putting books in the space is really a clever move.

Don't forget to study in Heian-kyo.make a fist.

Breathing the fresh morning air, she had just floated off the roof after finishing her morning reading.

I saw one big and one small delivered to the door.

Sanriyue looked at her with bright eyes.

Seimei looked at her expectantly.

Both of them said together: "Your Highness."

She couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Good morning, Sanriyue, Tongziwan."

Therefore, the clothes that went out today were all dressed up by Xiaoxue.

It's a pity that Qingming and Sanriyue, whose eyes were blurred by the beautiful filter, forgot His Highness's occasional... unreliable.

For example, Sanriyue forgot that he had wavy hair for several days.

Sanriyue touched the shiny star tassels on her head: "...Your Highness?"

Qingming looked at the folding fan in his hand. The material of the folding fan was very good, with red sandalwood ribs and gold sprinkles, but there were inscriptions on the front and back.

One side—see the other side.

The other side - this is the front side.The fan also comes with a simple smiley.

Qingming hesitated to speak.

Xiaoxue was in high spirits, "Huh? What's the matter?" By the way, she trimmed Sanriyue's hair again.

At this moment, Qingming and Sanriyue had the same thoughts in their hearts.

San Riyue sighed maturely in her heart, forget it, His Highness really likes to dress up.

Qingming closed the paper fan, making up her mind not to open the fan today.

--no way.Just do as Your Highness likes.

Sure enough, as Seimei said, the Gion Festival is very lively.

There are people and laughter everywhere.

Under the eaves on both sides of the street, there are magic lamps, green curtains, beautifully decorated screens, and flowers of various colors.

Gongs and drums clear the way, well-dressed warriors hold flags, tall sacred stands and ornately decorated towers are slowly marching under the impetus of manpower. Pushed by hundreds of men of prime age.On it, different drummers, gong players and flute players are distributed on the eaves, roof and bottom of the divine frame.They play Gion music while carefully selected maiko dance.Kneeling under the eaves of the altar, there are several prodigy children dressed in coquettish clothes, sitting upright, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

The flavors of parades in ancient times and modern parades are very different.

At this time, they were standing on a temporary stand specially built by the side of the parade street.

Xiaoxue stared intently.

She held Sankaiyue in one hand, and Qingming stood beside her.

The noisy secular style is like a bright Ukiyo-e.But at the same time, because it is related to the sacrifice of the gods, there seems to be a sacred echo and solemnity in the vanity.

Almost all the people who stopped on the high platforms scattered along the street were nobles.

In order to maintain the noble demeanor, some stands are decorated with screens and curtains, which are gorgeously arranged, and it seems that women's laughter can be heard when the wind blows.

Seimei deliberately arranged a barrier that ignored the sense of existence.

It is to reduce the disturbance of these messy people.

Both His Highness and Sanriyue were lying on the guardrail, watching engrossedly, their expressions changing from time to time with the performance.

"Wow--"

A dancing maiko demonstrates a difficult move.

Xiaoxue and Sanriyue Qiqi opened their mouths slightly.

At first, Qingming kept an eye on His Highness from the corner of her eye, but later she simply stared at His Highness in a daze.

It's unimaginable to get along with His Highness like this.

The extravagant desire in the onmyoji's heart was pounding against his heart.

I really want to live like this with His Highness forever.

Every morning, His Highness chooses clothes.

He sometimes went to Yinyang Liao to order a job.

In the evening, watch the moon with His Highness.

It's okay to take your highness to visit friends.

It feels so good to live like this.

"Tongziwan?" Xiaoxue tilted her head slightly.

Qingming came back to his senses, Xiaoxue and Sankaiyue looked at him with the same puzzled expression.

Qingming calmly asked, "Does Your Highness want to go for a stroll?"

As expected, Xiaoxue was attracted by this proposal. She looked at the turbulent crowd on the street with her head, eager to try.

She rubbed Sanriyue's hair and asked: "There are a lot of people, Sanriyue, may I hug you?"

Sanriyue: "..."

Xiaoxue star eyes.

Sanriyue: "...OK."

Xiaoxue successfully pulled Sanriyue Rua into her arms, and said to Qingming with a smile, "Then let's go down."

"it is good."

Xiaoxue turned her head and pointed to a wooden tower not far away, "How about we go down and take a closer look at that one? The child prodigy on it..."

At this time, the divine tower just passed a platform.

A gust of wind blows up the silk, revealing the carefully arranged stands.

Gorgeously dressed nobles surrounded the two of them in the stands.

One person has a majestic face, probably a great nobleman in a high position.

And the other-

Clothes like the night sky, without a black hat, dressed quite loosely, with his long hair tied up casually, he listened casually to the great nobleman's words, occasionally nodding his head.His long hair fluttered, and he remained motionless lazily.

The whole person looked tired and deep.Although living in prosperity, it still looks like looking up at the secular world.

Xiaoxue was smiling all over her face, but the corners of her mouth froze immediately.

Just by turning sideways, Xiaoxue could recognize this guy.

asshole.

Black mud essence.

Sankaiyue and Qingming looked at the past at the same time.

Qingming frowned slightly, he had rarely seen His Highness fluctuate so much.

"Your Highness?"

Ashiya Michimitsu, a mysterious onmyoji, has gained a great reputation in Heian-kyo in a short period of time. With his handsome appearance, unfathomable demeanor and powerful onmyoji skills, he is honored as a guest of honor by many nobles.

His character was too unpredictable to be present at such an occasion.The Fujiwara family who sent the invitation actually had no hope, but who would have thought that Master Daomo actually accepted this invitation.

It was a surprise.

Ashiya Michimitsu is full of impatience, the nobles are all virtuous, they talk a lot, but they are fat.

If it wasn't for the last point, he would really be too lazy to talk to these idiots.

Well, anyway, it brought him a lot of fun.

He appeared here this time entirely because of an intuition.

The inexplicable intuition told him that he must participate in the Gion Festival, and he would have a big surprise.

Fujiwara was still chattering, Daoman had already placed a noise-absorbing barrier around him, and occasionally nodded perfunctorily.These idiots can go on and on.

He wondered in his mind whether the fish in Arakawa, the fat fish in autumn, should bother him again.

Ah, the Lord of Arakawa handed over the name to that fellow Abe Seimei.

What a pity.Make a good fish pond (cross out).

He was regretting, and an inexplicable intuition came again.Following his intuition, he raised his eyes.

Daoman: "..."

He thought that he was hallucinating again, so he silently cast a curse on himself.

His longing figure is still on the high platform not far away.

The figure is as old as before, and it is as beautiful as a dream.

Daoman took a step there subconsciously.

"Master Daomo?" Master Fujiwara was puzzled.

Daoman came back to his senses.

His world has always been clear, interesting and boring.But His Royal Highness is the only exception.At this moment, the whole world fades away in my mind.

He stared at it blankly for a long time, and the long time that his mind was shaken was actually less than half a minute in reality.

Xiaoxue and Daoman looked at each other across the fluttering banners and the noisy god stand.

Then, go down for 1 minute.

Daoman resolutely leaned on the guardrail with one hand, and jumped up—to the little Highness?

—Of course not-may-possible.

so long.

Daoman's reaction was still the same.

——Turn around and run.

Xiaoxue: "..."

I almost laughed angrily.

"Master Daomo!!!"

After abandoning it, he shouted at nothing, Daoman's body was nimble, his clothes fluttered over the eaves, he passed the top of the flags and streamers, and passed by the floats on the gods.

There were screams all the way below.

The audience probably thought it was a special program, and many people started booing and cheering.

Run, run, know how to run.

When later generations saw Daoman with the pseudonym Xueman, Xiaoxue was angry, but she was still worried.

Daoman's black mud spirit has never made people worry, but he is her best friend. She promised him that she would hold him and prevent him from really falling.

But at this time, seeing Daoman running like a slippery fish, he couldn't help but start to accumulate anger again.

Ah.

run.

Who can run faster? ! !

Xiaoxue immediately stuffed Sanriyue into Qingming's arms, asking him to take care of Fu Sangshen temporarily, and then said with a smile: "I saw an old friend, I'm going to have a good talk with him."

Descriptors add accents.

San Ri Yue Zong was held in the arms of the Onmyoji, and his face was a little dazed.

How does His Highness sound like—going to beat someone up?

"Your Highness..." Qingming glanced at the direction where Daoman was escaping. As an onmyoji of the same level, of course he could tell that Master Daomo was in a panic.

old friend.

His Highness's old friend.

Ashiya Michiman?

He didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly wanted to grab His Highness's sleeve.

Xiaoxue tiptoed and floated down the high platform.

As soon as Seimei floated out of the enchantment, she was exposed in front of everyone.

A startled glance.

Many people took a deep breath.

The author has something to say: unlocked information:

1. Seimei doesn't know that Lord Arakawa's big fur collar is the right choice.

2. Daoman is calm: I'm not cowardly, I'm just a little panicked.

3、游-行居然也是屏蔽词，过分慎重了吧绿……感谢在2020-07-0300:20:38~2020-07-0400:22:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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