Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

After Jiang Xue Zuowen uttered the questioning hum, they fell into silence again.

Abe Seimei continued to drink tea with a smile, not in a hurry.

The long sleeves were folded up gently, he sat upright on the cushion, the white silk was scattered behind him, the unlined clothes inside were slightly exposed, holding a white porcelain tea bowl in his hand, sniffing the fragrance of tea, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled slightly Room, elegant and dignified.

Jiang Xue raised his eyes from the left text, and Abe Seimei's figure was reflected in his blue eyes, just as Abe Seimei could see Jiang Xue's authentic shadow from him, he would also see a lot of Jiang Xue from Abe Seimei The genuine thing has it, too.

The same way of using the bat fan, the same peace and elegance sunk in the depths of the soul, and the same taste, Jiang Xue lowered her head slightly, once again realizing that her master's previous life would be the same as the great onmyoji in front of her. It's natural to be friends.

As a general who slays demons and demons and left behind legends, it is not surprising that his master will become friends with Abe Seimei.

Isn't that also the case in the legend: Minamoto Raimitsu took the severed arm of the sneak attacking monster to ask the famous onmyoji Abe Seimei at that time, and Abe Seimei performed a divination for it.

This is a manifestation of the intersection of the two, one of the manifestations of their friendship.

Jiang Xue left his gaze back, slowly added the last cup of tea, and took a sip.

The heart that was aroused by the words of Abe Seimei just now gradually calmed down, and all the turmoil was smoothed out quietly, and turned into silence again.

Abe Seimei raised his eyes to look at him lightly, and saw the change in his mentality from his calm and indifferent blue eyes, so he said slowly, "There is not much doubt about this matter. , do you know where the Nemesis is born?"

"The Goddess of Nemesis was born from that resentment and hatred." Jiang Xue Zuowen subconsciously replied, and then she was taken aback, realizing something.

Abe Seimei nodded slightly, sighed softly, and spread the bat fan with a bang, covering his expression, "That's right, since the resentment and hatred arose, you've known it, your younger brothers have witnessed your departure , how can you have peace of mind and no hatred?"

Shaking his head slightly, he seemed to be sighing something, "There are so many disturbances in this world, and the cycle of life and death is always only in this moment. Even though her life has come to an end, the fertile soil for new life has already appeared, so how can it just die away?" ?”

Jiang Xuezuo's words automatically translated his long paragraph of some literary words in his heart, in short:

Zongsan and Xiaoye witnessed their brother being "killed" by the god judge, and then they had resentment in their hearts, and it exploded even more. As the goddess of revenge, the god judge lived on resentment and hatred. The soul that should have dissipated was pulled back from the brink of death with the hatred of the younger brothers as its host.

It's amazing that the goddess of revenge can even treat her hatred for herself as food, and she is not picky about her food.

He shook his head helplessly, although he didn't quite understand why the "tool" mark on his body had disappeared without the ashes in the true sense of the God Judge, but Jiang Xue Zuowen still chose to put it down.

Compared with this judge who has come to an end and will eventually die no matter what, he is more concerned about the situation of his master and younger brothers, "Then, can Lord Qingming help me calculate the situation of Zongsan and Xiaoye?"

There was anticipation and apprehension in his eyes. He didn't know whether Abe Seimei would agree to this matter, but he wanted to propose a try.

I basically know the situation of my master, knowing that he is safe and sound, and knowing the reason why he can see the future, is enough.

As for the "summoning" that Abe Seimei said, Jiang Xuezuo said in words that he doesn't want to pay attention to this matter at all now, and will meet again if there is a destiny. He has always believed in this sentence.

But for the younger brothers, Jiang Xue Zuowenwen has always been apologetic and sad.

Zong San Zuo Wenwen and Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen should not have suffered these things. It is my own dereliction of duty as an elder brother to let them have such experiences and grief.

Brother, should have been their shelter from the wind and rain, their umbrella, instead of being protected by them like this, and even causing them to encounter so many painful things.

The incompetent self, but still wants to save, probably is hopeless, right?

Jiang Xuezuo slowly closed her eyes and said in a low voice: "This world is full of sorrow, but I hope my brothers will not be sad..."

Abe Seimei looked at Jiang Xue in surprise, and after a while, he smiled, "This is Jiang Xue-jun's belief."

He put away the fan and tapped it slowly in the palm of his hand, "Jiang Xuejun is really an excellent brother," he said with praise in his voice, "Don't worry, your brothers have returned to their original form .”

"They will return again, so it is enough to just wait for the fate to arrive."

He tilted his head slightly, looked behind him, tapped the tip of his fan in the direction behind him, and said with a smile, "So, let's call it a day today?"

Jiang Xue was stunned for a while, and then realized that it was time for him to leave, and he couldn't bother Abe Seimei too much. Anyway, in terms of seniority, this is his elder.

He nodded and got up, gently brushed off the dust on his clothes, smoothed out the wrinkles, and bowed to salute, "I'm bothering Mr. Qingming today."

The bat slapped its lips, and Abe Seimei blinked his eyes, "Where is it, you can be regarded as my junior."

His gaze paused for a moment on the hakama with patterns on Jiang Xuezuowen's body, and he smiled lightly, "It's the first time I've seen you dressed like this, even if you don't have the old Haiqing habits, it still has a special taste." .”

Jiang Xue Zuowen lowered his head to look at his clothes. This is a set of clothes dressed according to the aesthetics of his master. If he were himself, he would naturally choose to wear Haiqing, but when facing Abe Seimei, he should be more obedient good.

Abe Seimei knew the reason why Jiang Xuezuowen changed into this outfit, and his eyes flashed a bit of slyness, "Next time, if you try hunting clothes and straight clothes, it will be very suitable if you think about it."

"Thank you, Mr. Qingming, for your suggestion." Jiang Xue left words to thank, but didn't write it down in her heart.

Abe Seimei didn't care about his "duplicity", but waved his hand, "So, see you later."

His figure quietly faded away, and finally disappeared into the sky with everything around him, leaving only a dense forest of shrines covering the sky.

Jiang Xue turned around and went to the shrine hall. Now that the matter was done, of course he would go to Natsume Takashi. If Natsume had any important matters to deal with, he would accompany him and then return to Honmaru.

The wooden door of the hall creaked, and as the door opened, the first thing Jiang Xue Zuowen's eyes caught was the running figure of Teacher Mao.

Some obese figure did not affect his actions as a monster. Teacher Cat used his short legs together to run and chase in this not very big Japanese room.

Natsume Takashi tilted his head slightly, looked at Jiang Xue Zuowen who quietly entered the room and sat obliquely behind him, with a smile in his eyes, and asked gently: "Jiang Xuejun and Mr. Qingming have finished talking?"

Jiang Xue nodded left and whispered, "Thank you."

Takashi Natsume's eyes widened in surprise, then regained his composure, and said with a smile: "Why do you need to say thank you, you are my partner, and it is natural to choose to come here for you."

He looked at Jiang Xue's left side of the text, a trace of surprise quietly appeared in his eyes, and his tone was filled with joy, "Jiang Xuejun seems to have untied his heart, and he looks calmer and gentler than before."

Jiang Xuezuo's writing is still a bit dazed, and he doesn't quite understand where the calm and gentleness he said comes from, and he usually says that he is cold and indifferent.

But if you want to talk about the knot in your heart, it is indeed a bit untied, and it is not as entangled and sad as before.

He put his hands together and bent down to salute, "It's good, it's good."

Natsume Takashi hurriedly bent down to return the salute, then turned his head and waved to Mr. Cat who was still chasing the white fox, "Mr. Cat, we should go back."

Mr. Cat was a little reluctant, he threw himself on the white fox's tail, no matter how hard he swung it, he refused to get off, and he seemed to be paralyzed on it, murmuring: "Oh no, it's hard to come out to play Come on, why do you have to go back so early?!"

Natsume Takashi was a little dumbfounded, "We have to go back to work," stretched out his hand and pulled the cat teacher off the white fox's tail, and smiled apologetically at the white fox, "I will return to the present world in the future, after all, I still have There are shops, and the tenure is only three months."

Mr. Kitty put his paw on Natsume Takashi's shoulder, raised his smooth chin with a look of "I will accept your reason reluctantly", and said, "Okay, then I will forgive you for the time being."

Natsume Takashi has been with Mr. Cat for so long, so he has a clear understanding of the other party's character and behavior. He knows that Mr. Cat is the reason for accepting himself, and it is probably because he is tired from playing.

Shaking his head helplessly, he supported Teacher Cat's hip with one hand and Teacher Cat's back with the other, for fear that he would fall asleep on his stomach and then fall off.

Jiang Xue Zuowen looked at the cat teacher who was snoring in such a lying posture, and was a little surprised. Inexplicably, he thought of Akashi/National Bank in Honmaru. In a certain way, I always feel very similar...