[Go Soul Natsume's Book of Friends] Guang Xia

Natsume Special Chapter [-]

Just when Natsume lightly touched Reiko's cheek, the mysterious liquid under the mirror suddenly changed its luster.Dazzling white light hit, and Natsume felt the familiar illusion of drowning, and waited patiently there-he had too much experience with it.

A bleak smell of incense came to the face, and there was the sound of a bell.Natsume's hand was still hanging in the air, and after a while, it touched the rough and hard surface.

Natsume blinked, and finally saw the image in front of him clearly - it was an old temple gate.A crisp female voice came from inside, unbelievably familiar.

With a strong hand, Natsume pushed the wooden door open with a creak.

He met a pair of brown eyes similar to his own.Clearer than the mirror surface, grandma's eyes are bright and vigilant, and as agile as a cat, seeming to be swimming with bluish starlight.

Natsume was extremely nervous.However, that gaze became confused at the next moment, Reiko only murmured: "It's strange...it's not a monster, and there is no wind, why did the door open by itself?"

As she spoke, Reiko ran towards Natsume, and when she passed by him, a gust of warm wind was brought along.Natsume stood in front of the temple gate.When Reiko brushed past him, the corners of his white shirt were still picked up by the gust of wind.

"I'm here." Natsume said softly.

Grandma, I'm here.

Although, you can't possibly know.

Reiko closed the temple gate and passed Natsume again.Natsume followed Reiko to the stone table.Sitting opposite Reiko is Qing Lan.

Natsume suddenly recognized it.It was the ancient temple he had seen during the Obon Festival, where Reiko and Qinglan played a game of chess and lost 50 goals.For a moment, he thought it was the same memory, but then he found that there were various chess records scattered on the stone table between them.Qing Lan was looking at each of them, and Reiko was struggling to sort them out.

Natsume remembered the situation where he collected Hikari's game records for Sato.It seems that Reiko is also collecting chess records for Qinglan.

"This has been a relatively famous chess record for 50 years." Reiko asked Qinglan, "How is it? Is there a chess record for the soul you are looking for?"

Qing Lan's eyes dimmed.She shook her head.

Reiko let out an exaggerated yelp, then fell down on the stone table with a bang.

"Almost all the monsters in "Book of Friends" have been entrusted by me! I also found a lot of antique Go, Xiu Ce calligraphy and paintings, and nothing at all!"

Qing Lan flinched, her eyes almost turned red.She wrote on the paper: "I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for?" Reiko seemed unable to accept that there was a day when she was helpless, "Qing Lan, are you sure that Fujiwara Sakai's soul is still wandering in the world? If he is gone, we can't find it no matter how hard we look. his."

Qing Lan wrote: "I'm sure, he didn't leave. If he left, Mingjun will send monsters to inform you."

"Apart from being attached to Honinbo Shusaku, Fujiwara Saori has never appeared again?" Reiko asked, "Could it be that he has become stronger and you can't recognize his chess records?"

Qinglan shook her head: "I will definitely recognize him. Like, I can recognize him as Honinbo Shuce at a glance."

"Why are you so determined?" Reiko asked incredulously, 80 years after Honinbo Shusaku's era.

"Since I was a child, I have seen countless chess games by him." The girl wrote, ink on paper, "Thousands of years of silence, I guarded the gate of the underworld with a lamp, and almost spent my days trying to figure out the chess records of that adult. of."

Reiko stood up abruptly, then sat down again.

"I don't understand." The girl's eyes were filled with confusion and unbelievable shock, "Qing Lan, you said that you accidentally killed Fujiwara Sakumi, and you waited for his soul for thousands of years... Could it be that you, love? Is it Fujiwara Sakai?"

Reiko and Natsume stared at Qinglan at the same time.Qing Lan just sat there quietly, the chess records of the past 50 years were flying in front of her like ink butterflies, her beautiful face was neither sad nor happy.Such Qinglan is not at all like the girl she looks on the outside, nor is she as shy and panicked as she was when she first met Natsume.

Natsume was startled.It turned out that he had never really known Qing Lan.

It's not just Natsume's heart palpitations.Reiko looked at her intently, saw that she was silent, and added, "I can't imagine that apart from love, there is any other emotion in the world that can make people wander for thousands of years."

"Yes." Qing Lan wrote slowly, "That is, sorry."

Reiko stared blankly at the word "shame", the girl wiped the ink so hard that the rice paper was smudged, like scattered dead branches.

"Well, even if you are ashamed of him," Reiko looked at Qinglan with a serious expression, "but you have waited for him for thousands of years, and it is enough to make up for your fault—if Fujiwara Sazumi is really as you said, yes A gentleman with a noble character and a focus on the way of chess, he will definitely not blame you again. Qing Lan," with a little pity in his eyes, "everyone says 'one who doesn't know is not guilty'. You, there is no need to punish yourself."

Qing Lan just shook her head.Reiko looked at her who was unmoved, and suddenly stood up again, with her arms folded, walking around beside the stone table.The temple was filled with the sound of fallen leaves breaking.

"Well, I can't beat you—I can't beat you!" Reiko gritted her teeth, "Honinbo Shusaku, right, I'll help you find it again!"

It turned out that Reiko also spared no effort to find Zuowei?

Natsume felt relieved——Reiko, she didn't make Qing Lankong wait for 50 years.

——And what does the "shame" in Qinglan's works refer to?

The memory seen in the mirror should be the key to unlock Qing Lan's past.Natsume thought.However, everything in front of him was suddenly covered with a thick layer of fog.The sound of the bell and chime faded away, this time, he smelled the fragrance of the forest.After the mist cleared, he saw a more familiar white monster with an elegant appearance.

spot.

Natsume Reiko stood in front of it with an irritable expression on her face.She was holding a reed in one hand, and she was tearing it with the other hand, and sparing no effort to throw the grass clippings on Spotted's face.

Madara was sleeping against the rock, and seemed too lazy to lift her eyelids.

"I've been looking for it for three years!" The girl dragged out her voice angrily, and suddenly threw all the reeds in her hands on Madara's face, "Blade, don't sleep anymore!"

Then Madara opened his eyes lazily: "You just can't accept failure and being laughed at by other monsters, Natsume Reiko."

"Why does she have to find Fujiwara Sakumi? Is the power of 'ashamed' so great?!"

"How do I know." Madara said slowly, "Human obsessions are always so strange."

Natsume was extremely surprised - Madara, already knew about Zuowei?

No wonder, Teacher Cat wanted to go to Guang at that time.

"Qing Lan has been dead for 1000 years, and now she is a high-level monster, Qing Xingdeng, the leader of all ghosts! She was just a human once!"

Madara snorted, "That's the same."

"Madara, not all human beings have obsessions." Reiko pursed her mouth, with a mournful face, "Like me, I hate obsessions. Why do people have to be against themselves?"

"Really?" Madara squinted at her disdainfully, "I don't think you'd give in too much, Natsume Reiko."

"What?!"

"You find monsters everywhere to fight and make "Friends' Book". This is not obsession."

"That's just proof of my demon power!" Reiko exclaimed.

"Strong? Heh! Who hasn't been able to find a single ghost for three whole years?"

There was a thick fog again.When Natsume's vision regained clarity, she found that she was back in the room.Holding Zi Shibu's ancient mirror in his hand, he leaned on the desk, as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

This ancient mirror is by no means an ordinary mirror!Natsume thought with certainty.Inside, the memories of Reiko and Qing Lan are sealed!

But the ancient mirror belongs to Murasaki Shikibu?If the mirror was once in Reiko's hands, why did it go around again and return to the Murasaki Shikibu Memorial Hall?And the mirror, why is there only half of it left?

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In all kinds of confusion, Natsume received a call from Hikari again.He picked it up, but it was Zuo Wei: "Hello, is this Guizhi?"

It was the soft voice that Natsume was familiar with, as elegant and gentle as purple jade.Thinking of Reiko's previous search, Natsume had mixed feelings indescribably: "Sawei, it's me."

"Takashi, long time no see. Madara is eating ramen with Hikari. I think I should tell you so that you won't worry."

Sure enough, I ran to find Hikari Ramen!

Three black lines appeared on Natsume's forehead.

"Actually, I guessed it... just don't disturb your chess game."

"Why bother? Hikari likes Madara so much." Zuo Wei laughed.On the other end of the phone, there was a vague and unconvinced voice: "If it weren't for Natsume, who would like you, a lazy big fat cat!" Cat teacher: "Hmph, don't mention Natsume's name in front of me!"

Natsume could even imagine the aggressive look of Mr. Cat.However, Natsume lost his temper at all when he was with Hikari.

Maybe, by going there for a while, Mr. Cat can completely forget about the quarrel with him?

"Takashi, I want to tell you something strange. Tonight, the light is on the roof, Madara—"

Zuowei hadn't finished speaking, but a vague voice sounded out, apparently chewing on the ramen and couldn't help shouting, a little flustered: "Zuowei, you are not allowed to say anything to Natsume!"

--Eh?

Is there anything that Zuo Wei can't let Zuo Wei tell him?Natsume felt strange: "Sakai, Mr. Kitty won't bully Shinto-kun..."

"Hehe, I think Hikaru likes being bullied by Madara..."

"..."

"Also, Kishi, Madara has already told me that it lost Toranojiro's chessboard."

"!!"

Teacher Cat, he actually told the truth just like that!It really is a tenacious cat teacher!Natsume covered his face, feeling extremely embarrassed and ashamed: "I'm sorry."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow To put it mildly.

"I still have to say I'm sorry..." Natsume was really sorry.

"It doesn't matter. It really doesn't matter..." Zuo Wei said, and Guang interrupted there: "Zuo Wei, you hurry up and ask Natsume Qinglan about it. Once Natsume apologizes, it will be endless!"

Natsume:"……"

--Huh?What did the light just say?What about Qinglan?

Natsume's heart skipped a beat.On the desk, the mirror of Murasaki Shikibu cast a quiet light under the lamp.

"Xiao Liang told me today that there was a female chess player who quit chess before—Qing Lan. She is a monster you know, one of the hundred ghosts in the Heian era, isn't she? I just talked about a lot of things about her, listen Said that she still left her name on "Friends Account"! Guizhi, do you know where she is? I really want to meet her and play chess with her!"

"Huh—huh?!"

Natsume was horrified.What if Zuo Wei finds out about Qinglan? !

In case, Zuo Wei gave up playing chess like Asagi...

"Zuo Wei you...you know Qinglan?" Natsume said in a panic.

"Well, it is."

"Thousands, thousands of years ago?" Natsume unconsciously clenched the phone.

"Actually, the name 'Qing Lan'," Zuo Wei's voice became more gentle, looking back with time, "I named it for her thousands of years ago."