[Shaman King] He has a cat

If it wasn't for the fact that the surrounding scenery was too real, she would almost have thought that she was in a dream.

The man in the sari suit clearly spoke ancient Japanese, his pronunciation was slow and elegant, what should have been incomprehensible gibberish in her ears, but inconceivably integrated into clear sentences in her mind.

It felt as if she was not listening with her ears, but trying to understand the meaning of the other person's words with her heart.

If all this is a dream, this dream must have its own strange laws, but whether it is the light and shadow reflected in the corridor, or the delicate folds of the opponent's clothes, the touch of reality tells her that this is the possibility of a dream very low.

So, where is she now?

The flustered feeling of stepping on the ground surged up again, and the person on the other side suddenly said warmly: "The palace is holding a song meeting today."

She raised her head, and the man in the safari looked at her patiently. Contrary to her unconcealed panic at the moment, the expression on his face was always gentle and calm, and the way he stared at her was not offensive.

"Are you lost?"

"...Yes." After speaking, she worried that the other party would not understand, so she nodded quickly.

"I see." There was a soft rustling of sleeves, and the person opposite stretched out his hand, motioning for her to do the same, "I can help you out."

She hesitated for a moment, thinking that this person had helped her just now, so she obediently extended her hand.

The cool touch fell on the palm of her hand, like dewdrops suddenly falling from the leaves, but the weight was lighter than a feather. She subconsciously shrank her fingers, and the man in the hunting suit wrote a word on the palm of her hand, or it might be a drawing. a symbol.

The superficial touch was fleeting, and when she regained consciousness, the other party had withdrawn her hand.

"Okay." She belatedly realized that the other party might be an onmyoji in the palace, and the person opposite smiled slightly, "Remember to keep quiet, please follow me."

...Why can't you make a sound?

Just as she was about to speak, she swallowed the question again when she thought of the other party's previous instructions.

The strange scenery formed a complex and tortuous maze. She followed behind him through many palaces, and the drowsy singing sound floated from afar, and the slow tone was long and soft.

She realized that the other party might not be just an onmyoji serving the court. The patrolling warriors immediately stopped when they saw the person in front of her, and even took a step back before they all bent down to salute.

The speed of those people lowering their heads was too fast, she was not sure if they saw her, although the clothes like hunting clothes were very loose, it was still a little bit reluctant to completely block the people behind them.

She hid behind him nervously.

After a brief silence, the person in front of him spoke.

"Thanks for your hard work."

The martial attendants kneeling on the open space in front of the hall responded in a low voice, kept their eyes down, and quickly disappeared to the other side of the hall.

Those people didn't glance in her direction the whole time, as if they didn't notice her existence at all.

She poked her head out, and the master Onmyoji looked back at her for a while, and then she realized that she was pinching the corner of the other party's hunting clothes, maybe she was too nervous just now, and accidentally grabbed the other party's clothes.

She quickly let go of her hand.

The rest of the journey was unimpeded, maybe it was her illusion, although the people in the palace showed great respect to this onmyoji, there seemed to be some other emotions in this respect, which made them dare not He raised his head to meet his gaze.

She didn't know much about the Heian period, but she also knew the importance of the waka festival held in the palace. From the reactions of those martial attendants, it can be seen that this onmyoji who kindly helped her should have a high status.

He didn't stay at the waka party, maybe it was blatant, or maybe he sneaked out while people weren't looking, showing up here means...he either hates waka, or hates those people at the waka party.

It's also possible that you simply hate socializing.

She felt she had enlightened.

Who hasn't skipped a few classes while studying?

Thinking of this, she immediately felt that the other party became kind.

The person in front of her suddenly paused in her footsteps, she raised her head and found that the two of them had reached the gate of the palace before they knew it.

Of course, this palace gate is not the entrance and exit that officials would use when they go to court, and the location is relatively remote. In this time period, there are only two of them besides the guard guarding the gate.

The other party sent her outside the palace gate, and he didn't stop until the figures of those martial attendants were blocked by the palace gate and there was no one around.

"You can speak."

The moment the master Onmyouji opened his mouth, it seemed that a barrier was suddenly lifted, and the dissolved air fluctuated like water ripples, and then the sun's rays returned to normal.

"...Thank you." She didn't know how to express her gratitude, "Thank you very much."

The other party looked at her gently: "Do you know where you are going next?"

She paused for a moment, almost thinking that the other party had seen through her for a moment.

She raised her head in surprise, her mouth moved, and she didn't know how to answer for a moment.

But she has already troubled others enough. After the other party sent her out of the palace, would she continue to help her find...the way home?

"I..." The voice stuck in his throat.

"If you need help," the other party seemed to know her embarrassment, and said at the right time, "you can find me in Sakyo Sanjo One Fangjuchocho."

"..." What, what?

For a moment, she almost thought she had misheard.Did the other party just say the address?

The person in front of him seemed to have slightly bent his eyes, he slowed down his voice, and repeated patiently: "You can find me at Sakyo Sanjo, One Fang, Twelve Towns."

Sakyo Sanjo...?

She almost wondered if there was something wrong with the nine-year compulsory education she received, and whether her four-year university studies were all in vain.

Why is simple address reporting more difficult than English listening.

There was a soft laugh, she raised her head, the master Onmyoji took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and handed the thin piece of paper to her eyes.

His hands are beautiful, white and slender, like fine fine china.

"Take it." The other party told her, "When you want to find me, just take out this piece of paper."

Maybe it was because she encountered too many fantastic things in one day. When she accepted the paper, the only thought in her mind was: This is really a good person.

The unreal feeling still hasn't dissipated, she left the side door of the palace, walked towards the strange street, thinking in her heart, it doesn't matter, she can definitely go back.

If she continued to stay in the palace, she would most likely be caught as an assassin, and now she can only go outside to explore, but it doesn't matter, since she will appear here out of nowhere, there must be a way to go back.

Just like when I was a child, I accidentally lost my mother when I was shopping in the supermarket. Although I feel extremely panicked at this time, I feel as if I have been abandoned by the whole world, but as long as I check the aisles one by one and follow my mother as if nothing happened, everything will be fine. Get back on track.

……

... She regretted it.

A few hours later, she stood in the middle of an unfamiliar street, watching the sun gradually setting, and felt such deep regret for the first time in her heart.

The wheels of the bullock cart creaked and rolled over, and as night fell, the streets were gradually thinned out.

Dang—she raised her head, and in the distant direction, a Buddhist temple with a five-storied pagoda rang the evening bell.

She counted, and the reverberating bell struck five times, no more, no less.

Xu time.

Heian-kyo has officially entered the night.

The afterglow of the setting sun disappeared behind the mountains surrounding the capital, and the coolness seeped into the air. The temperature in the Heian period was lower than that of modern times. The night in early spring made her shiver. direction to run.

In ancient stories, people would always spend the night in temples. Although she didn't believe in Buddhism and didn't have any religious beliefs, she was in a strange world, and subconsciously had the illusion that places like temples could be trusted.

Bang bang bang, there was a knock on the door in the silent night.

She leaned against the wooden door, knocking persistently on the closed door.

"Is anyone—?" She opened her throat, "Excuse me, is there anyone—?"

The person inside - if there was anyone inside - seemed to be dead, and no matter how hard she knocked on the door, there was no response.

She took a step back, away from the threshold.

While breathing, she saw that the air she exhaled had condensed into white mist, and the temperature at night dropped severely. She just stood outside the gate of the Buddhist temple for a while, and now she was too cold to help shivering.

……no solution anymore.

She turned around and walked in the same direction, and was about to take out the white pocket paper, when an inexplicable intuition made her stop in place.

Heianjing was empty at night, and there was no one on the street, but in the ever-expanding darkness, she heard subtle movements from the street next to her.

A cold chill crept up her spine inch by inch, and when the ghost's figure left the shadows and came to the moonlit avenue, she discovered very inappropriately that it turned out to be a full moon tonight.

The big and round moon is as new as a silver coin. If you only look at the night sky, the full moon overlapping the outline of the five-storied pagoda of the Buddhist temple is extremely beautiful.

Immediately, his eyes fell, and the ghost standing in the middle of the road had a thin and slender body, with horns on his head, which looked like a minotaur in Greek mythology who drank blood, but his arms hanging on the ground clearly had sharp and slender hooks. claw.

Fuck, it turns out she was wearing a survival copy.

The ghost rolled its eyes, and the pupilless eyes looked in her direction. The cold made her hands and feet numb, and she finally understood what it feels like to be a frog stared at by a snake.

The ground shook suddenly, and the ghost leaped high, its deformed figure covering the night sky like a huge darkness.

...is she dying?

Her fingers touched something cold, and the golden bell pierced her palm. She realized that what she was holding was the backpack on her shoulders.

Her pupils dilated, and time slowed down. She seemed to be thinking a lot, but at the same time, she seemed to be thinking about nothing. All the images that came like snowflakes were finally frozen in the familiar kitchen.

Cooking with her figure on her back, and the warm sunset falling from the window, she didn't know why she suddenly remembered such an ordinary memory, thinking of the hand touching her cheek, like the warm sun.

……Mother.

At that moment, she remembered:

She is an only child.

The most basic awareness of the only child is that they must never walk ahead of their parents.

The sound of the wind tearing through the darkness came oncoming, she suddenly clenched her backpack tightly at the last moment, and swung towards the ghost's head with all her strength.

The blunt sensation of hitting something was felt, and the huge numbness shocked her so much that she almost let go of the strap of the backpack in her hand. She didn't know that she had such great strength. The monster she hit staggered to the side, and she picked it up. Picking up the key that fell on the ground, the sharp metal was embedded in the fingertips, and it hit the monster's face.

She still has pepper spray in her backpack, but that kind of stuff probably won't do much against surreal monsters.

The idea that she must not die is like a raging fire, burning her body and limbs hotly. With a snap, the metal key was broken by the ghost in its sharp teeth. One drop.

The tauren wailed, and the body she touched was as cold as iron, entwined with wet and heavy resentment, as thick as mud in a swamp, and the touch that did not belong to this world made her tremble. Let go and step back a few steps.

She looked at her hand in amazement, not sure what she just touched.

When she raised her head, the ghost had climbed up again, and its horned head was shaking from side to side, as if trying to shake off the lingering dizziness.

...is it coming again?

She tensed her body, making a defensive gesture.

There was not much left that could be used, and if the ghost was going to attack her again, then she would just... then she would have to throw the shrine's golden bell to try.

The ground swayed from side to side with heavy steps, and the ghost rushed towards her. This time, it was more angry and dangerous than before, and its ugly body leaped high again, covering the full moon tonight.

Then she heard a click, and the soft sound of the crack opening, and the figure was divided into two with the night sky, breaking into two halves, revealing the moon behind.

Everything happened in an instant, before she even had time to react, the ghost's body fell from the sky, and the light of the full moon shone on the earth again.

Blood dripped like rain, splashing onto the surrounding buildings without leaving any traces.

"I seem to be early."

Two huge shikigami fell back to the ground, and a figure in a safari suit stood at the end of the road ahead, his wide sleeves were rolled up by the wind, and he still had the gentle expression on his face when she saw him in the palace today.

...Did this person just say that he came early?

"I'm sorry, please let me correct what I said just now." The other party laughed, if he hadn't just manipulated Shikigami to kill an evil spirit, he would have looked like a nobleman who was going to a Buddhist temple to enjoy the moon.

He lowered his head slightly and asked her:

"Are you alright?"

...How could it be all right!

——On the first day of traveling to the Heian era, she achieved the achievement of fighting ghosts.

The author has something to say:

The Heian period was much colder than it is now, and it is said to be the coldest period in Japanese history

I just said that when I was reading the Tale of Genji, the people in it were so cold every day [x]

There will definitely be a cat in the next chapter, and the heroine will definitely have a name.

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