meow

It rained drippingly and continuously for several days in Kyoto, alleviating the scorching heat of midsummer, but before the onmyojis in the dormitory had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the bad news came from the palace that the Emperor dreamed of a dead chicken.As we all know, the rooster is the divine envoy of Amaterasu, and the god Amaterasu is the ancestor of the emperor. Such a dream is obviously an ominous omen. After divination by a great onmyoji, the emperor decided to start a 45-day taboo.

During the days when the emperor was jealous, all affairs in the imperial court were suspended, the gates of the city were closed to prohibit entry and exit, and the nobles also stopped entertainment activities, staying at home to purify themselves, in order to ask for forgiveness from the gods.King Ma Cangye was very lucky. He was not on duty in the palace on the day of the emperor's nightmare. Otherwise, he would have to be like other officials and have to lift the ban for 45 days before leaving the palace.Of course, if he doesn't want to, there is no shortage of ways to get out.

The nightmare warning is pure nonsense to King Ye. Even if he is a descendant of a god, the emperor is just an ordinary person in the final analysis.But coincidentally, on the second day after the emperor closed the palace, there was news that nobles were infected with facial sores in Beijing. Onmyoji immediately sent onmyojis to bring Fritillaria to treat them, but found that traditional restraint methods were not effective , can only be temporarily suppressed but not cured.

Two months ago, people in Heyuan's generation of civilians were possessed by human facial sores. When the number of people increased to more than ten, Yinyang Liao received the report. We are about to get the result that the situation is under control.

Human facial sores are not a difficult evil for most onmyojis, as long as some Fritillaria is inserted into it, it can be cured, but the onmyojis in Kyoto Onmyouliao are all noble children, and they don't care about the life and death of ordinary people at all. It will spread to the city, so I will fool around at will.But now, the human facial sores absorbed a lot of energy and mutated in the civilian areas, and finally spread to Ping'an capital.

"All the infected people have been to the abandoned Tzu Chi Center in Heyuan, and Xiaosheng has also gone to investigate. Although he found residual evil spirits, he did not find the root cause." Hearing that the facial sores were brought up again, they have been The stock sect who followed the matter shared the information with Ye Wang.

Holding the sunspots on the chessboard, King Ye played chess with himself. Seeing the stock sect paused, he glanced at him and said, "There are more?"

"The Tzu Chi Institute has been abandoned for a hundred years, and Xiaosheng thinks... maybe Fu Sangshen was born." Qu Zong said.

"Yes." Ye Wang responded casually and continued to place the chess pieces. It seemed that he didn't take this matter to heart, or that he already knew the answer.Seeing his calm appearance, the stock sect inexplicably calmed down, and the impetuousness in its heart gradually disappeared. It sat by the chessboard and watched Ye Wang play chess.

The rhythmic sound of the chess pieces falling on the board awakened the sleeping pickle. With its ears propped up, it got up and moved to the bottom of the board, raised its two little paws to scratch the edge, and rolled its eyes following Ye Wang's fingers.Sniffing the chessboard with his nose, his beard shrunk and stuck to his mouth, Pickle looked curiously at the black chess that was closest to him, then stretched out his claws to hook it, and took it off.

Snapped!

The black chess fell to the ground.

With her sharp little claws stretched out, Pickle tilted her head vigilantly, and quickly pulled the black chess piece twice. The black piece drifted back a few centimeters with the force of Cai Cai, which immediately made Pickle draw back her claws twice .But this kind of vigilance lasted only a few seconds. Pickle, who couldn't help but be curious, found that the opponent had no attack power, and moved over again. This time, it swung its claws harder, and slapped the black chess half a meter away in one breath.

Snapped!

Huh?fun!

Pickle jumped up after chasing the black chess piece, a fierce tiger descending the mountain and firmly held the black chess piece with its paws, but when he got it, he slapped the chess piece away again.There was constant crackling in the room for a while, Ye Wang was calm as usual, with his eyes half closed, he seemed in a good mood.The poor chess pieces rolled around like pinballs under the neglect of their masters, colliding and screaming in every corner of the room.

Pickles bounced around the room chasing the black chess pieces, not noticing the strange young man who suddenly appeared outside the courtyard.Like Ye Wang, the visitor doesn't like the way Heianjing's hair is tied. Under the black hat, his calf-length hair hangs loose. He has a beautiful face and a graceful demeanor. It will be unforgettable.

The flying black chess hit the young man's trouser legs, and as a kitten, Pickle was at the age when a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers. Instead of hiding, it stopped in place and looked at it curiously.The strange young man bent down to pick up the black chess, wiped it carefully with a handkerchief, and said to the kitten in front of him, "This is not a toy..." He smiled as he spoke, and stretched out his hand towards the pickles.

Cai Cai tilted her head and stretched out her claws, leaving a row of red marks on the young man's hand.

"Ye, Ye Wang, your cat is catching people!" The young man withdrew his hand and blew, walked to sit opposite Ye Wang, but was instantly attracted by the chess game, and forgot the pain in his hand.The moment he faced the chessboard, the young man's expression suddenly changed, and his elegant and comfortable aura became sharper. He stared at the chessboard for a long time before dropping the sunspots in his hand on the chessboard.

The sound of chess pieces falling on the board made Ye Wang raise his eyelids. He turned the white chess in his hand and said, "I didn't see it."

The young man who was still intoxicated by the chess game was startled for a moment, and it took him a while to realize what he was talking about. He quickly raised his hand to reveal three scratches and said, "Look, there are still marks on it..." "Crack!" The outstretched hand was patted aside by Ye Wang mercilessly.

"What is this for?" The wounded young man withdrew his hand, and looked at the big onmyoji who was barely a friend with a face full of surprise.

"Nothing." Ye Wang said with a smile.

"How come, just... Huh?" The young man raised the back of his hand, only to find that the glaring red marks had disappeared. He rubbed the original wound, but he didn't feel any pain at all, as if what happened before was just his hallucinations.Touching the back of his hand, the young man opened his eyes slightly, and said: "The wound is gone, is this done by Ye Wang? It turns out that Onmyoji can still..."

Seeing that the young man was about to start chattering again, Wang Ye pressed the white piece in his hand on the chessboard, and then saw the young man who was interested in Yin Yang just now shut his mouth, and was once again attracted by the chess game.

The heart of a child is pure, so clean that he doesn't look like someone from the Fujiwara family.

The person in front of him was named Fujiwara Sakui, who was born in the direct line of Fujiwara, and his father was the regent minister, with power in the government and the public.But time has changed, all the glory disappeared with the death of his father, and the status of the noble son who was sought after by everyone in the past has plummeted. Most of the brothers can hardly accept this change, and are still struggling in the court. Holding the chessboard in your hand, you will be satisfied.It is also because of Zuo Wei's [beautiful] that he was not suppressed by the current Patriarch, and only served as a chess player in the palace, although the treatment is not good.

The young man walked towards the sun all the way, frank and clean, Wang Ye turned and turned, but he couldn't find the haze of complaining and unwillingness in his heart.Those distracting thoughts that everyone has, are insignificant and not worth mentioning in the chessboard world where black and white pieces overlap.

This is also the reason why Zuo Wei was able to walk in front of King Ye.

The black pieces fell, unraveling the siege by white pieces, the suffocating closed sequence was untied, Zuo Wei heaved a sigh of relief, holding the cold pieces in his hand, he said: "Ye Wang, you are trapped in a cocoon, too obsessed with controlling the situation, Instead, it may expose its weaknesses to the enemy."

Ye Wang raised his eyebrows, raised the hand holding the white piece and then let go, watching the white piece crackle and land on the chessboard, instantly disrupting the situation on both sides.When the sound of the last piece falling, Wang Ye spread his hands and said, "I will be the chess player on both sides."

"That's impossible." Zuo Wei looked back at Ye Wang calmly. When the other party squinted and smiled more intensely, he added: "Even Ye Wang must abide by the rules of Go."

"..." Ye Wang was silent.

Gu Zong exhaled the smoke ring and said, "This is the chicken talking to the duck."

"Huh? Did a voice come out just now?" Zuo Wei held his wide sleeves and looked nervously from side to side. Just now when he held a sunspot in his hand, his moon god-like aura disappeared. He blocked his pale face with a fan and asked. "Wang Ye, is there a ghost here?" But before he could make a sound, Zuo Wei covered his face with a fan and said, "Forget it, you better stop talking."

Zuo Wei has spiritual power, but he can't see the stock sect.

Ye Wang glanced at him, did not mention the existence of the stock sect, and only asked deliberately: "What do you want from me?"

Speaking of this, Zuo Wei was not afraid. He put his hands on the chessboard and said with burning eyes: "I do have something to ask! Ye Wang, do you know Master Shanshui?"

"do not know."

"That's a hermit with profound chess skills, and he hasn't appeared in the capital for more than ten years." Zuo Wei put his hands together and said expectantly: "A few days ago, someone saw him appear in the abandoned Tzu Chi in Heyuan, so..."

"The emperor's sacrifice, Kyoto is closed, no one is allowed to go out." Ye Wang reminded.

"Except for Onmyoji..." Zuo Wei whispered.

"Heh." So there appeared nobles in Kyoto who were infected with facial sores. Because they left Kyoto privately, they didn't dare to say anything.Ye Wang raised his hand, and the black and white pieces on the chessboard automatically returned to the chessboard. He said, "I will go back to Heyuan at noon tomorrow to clean up the sores on people's faces. I won't take people there at will."

Being rejected by King Ye, Zuo Wei couldn't hide his disappointment, and lowered his head, "I only hope that Master Shanshui is still outside Beijing after the city gate is opened."

The stock master next to him hesitated to speak, and wanted to remind him, but he was afraid of scaring Zuo Wei.

While the two were talking, Pickle strolled slowly to Wang Ye's side again. It rubbed against his hanging hand, but then detoured away when he touched it back.Walking to the side of the chess dowry full of chess pieces and sniffing, Pickle stretched out its claws and pulled it twice without pushing it down. Just when it wanted to continue, a pair of big hands fell down, from the cat's head to the cat's tail.

"Meow."

Satisfied, Zuo Wei touched the cat, and Pickle turned his head and rubbed his hand with his tail upright. Seeing this scene, Zuo Wei said happily, "Look, Ye Wang, Mimi likes me, right?"

The next second, the pickles opened their mouths and bit down.

"Hey, Ye Wang, your cat bites!"

"I didn't see it." Ye Wang didn't bother to talk to him.

The author has something to say:

Zuo Wei's background is the second setting, and the plot requires it.