[Shaman King] He has a cat

In the battle just now, all the things in her backpack were spilled out.

Mobile phone, bank card, bus ticket for a one-day trip to Kyoto, anti-wolf spray that has not yet come in handy, other scattered things... oh, and a sanitary napkin.

After seeing clearly what fell on the ground, her expression immediately became numb.

Ignoring the corpse of the ghost that was slowly turning into ashes and dissipating, she squatted on the ground and picked up the surrounding things one by one, including the few coins engraved with the order and year.

A shadow fell in front of her, and the figure in hunting clothes bent slightly, and handed something to her eyes.

"Is this yours too?"

She closed her eyes.

It must not be a sanitary napkin, the thing picked up by the other party must not be a sanitary napkin...

She opened her eyes and saw a travel brochure printed in ink, showing the palace of Nijo Castle Ninomaru. The same brochure was translated into multiple languages, and she took the Chinese version at the time.

What happened a few hours ago seems like a lifetime away when I recall it now.

"Ah...thank you." She took the manual from the other party, and stuffed the other things scattered on the ground back into her bag.

After making sure nothing was missed, she raised her eyes and looked at the two huge shadows standing behind him.

"These are your..."

The other party explained with a smile: "They are my shikigami, front ghost and back ghost."

"That's right." She nodded and held back her complaints.

Those two shikigami were several feet tall, one was red and the other blue, and one of them was holding a huge hatchet. Just now, this shikigami split the evil spirit in half with one blow, and the action was as simple as shredding a piece of paper.

These two very powerful shikigami, how should I put it, from the appearance description, they look a bit like the mature Pai Daxing... No, they are starfish. Their heads are in the shape of a five-pointed star, and their compound eyes are also in the shape of a five-pointed star. , emphasizing its own characteristics quite clearly.

She retracted her gaze and realized that instead of asking about the other party, the first thing she paid attention to was the other party's shikigami.

"What's your name?" As a modern person, when she asked this question, she didn't think much about it.

As soon as the words fell, the shikigami holding the ax seemed to pause subtly, and the eyeballs of the shikigami next to him turned slightly, and all five eyes looked over.

...Did she say something wrong?

She hesitated for a moment, then changed to a more polite way of saying: "How should I call... you?"

The person on the opposite side smiled. If he felt surprised when she spoke, then he now hides this emotion tightly.

"My name is King Ma Cang Ye."

"Thank you, Asakura...sir."

The word "adult" stays in the mouth, and the strange taste is very strange.

"You don't need to be so polite," he lowered his eyelids slightly, his tone casual, "Just call me Ye Wang."

Are you so easygoing?He really is a nice guy.

She froze for a moment, then reacted.

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself, sorry."

The full moon is very bright tonight, illuminating the long streets of Heian-kyo as white as snow.

"My surname is Shen, and my single name is Du." She added, "The one who crosses the river."

The onmyoji in hunting clothes pondered for a moment, as if he understood something, he smiled: "Your name is very interesting."

She waved her hand: "It's okay to just say it's strange."

Since she was a child, she has long been used to others' evaluation of her name.

Ma Cang Ye Wang turned his head slightly, his long black hair slipped down his shoulders: "Interesting and strange, there may be no difference between the two."

She blinked.

The dust on the ground was blown up by the night wind, and the coolness that she had forgotten for a long time spread up again, and she couldn't help but sneezed a little.

"It's because I didn't think carefully, this place is not suitable for talking." I don't know what Ma Cang Ye Wang did, the two tall shikigami suddenly shrunk, turned into light and fluffy pieces of paper, and he gathered them into his sleeves.

"If you don't mind, please come with me."

Hearing this, she took a step forward, and of course followed without hesitation. After walking less than a hundred steps, she saw an ox cart waiting at the entrance of the street, and beside it stood two attendants holding torches, dressed in Uniform white clothes and black hats.

Those people bowed to King Ma Cang Ye, he raised the imperial curtain of the ox cart, turned to her and said, "Come up."

When he got into the car, he gently supported her, and covered her back with his arms through the long sleeves of the hunting clothes.

As soon as you enter the carriage, the air suddenly becomes warmer, and the inside and outside of the bullock cart seem to be two completely different seasons.

...Could it be that some kind of air-conditioning system was created using Yin-Yang techniques?

She couldn't help the pupil quake.

How smart is it?

The imperial curtain was lowered, and the bullock cart suddenly creaked forward. She quickly supported the wall of the cart, and when she looked up, she saw the smile on Ma Cang Yewang's face.

Ignoring the heat on her cheeks, she sat down again expressionlessly.

After sitting for a while, her stomach full of questions prompted her to speak again: "What the hell is... tonight?"

"What you just met was a ghost."

"...Well, sorry, can you explain in more detail?"

The bullock cart shook slightly, which was natural. The means of transportation 1000 years ago could not be compared with modern cars. She was just curious about how long it would take to practice to be as stable and comfortable as the person opposite.

Maybe the sari is wide and soft, and acts as a shock absorber?

"Ghosts are evil beings that do not belong to this world," Asang Ye Wang explained. "They are born from the dark side of the human heart."

The night wind blows the imperial curtain, and the surrounding streets are quiet. Under the huge full moon, there is only an ox cart slowly passing through the sleeping night.

"This capital city has the name of "Ping An", but in fact, it is an out-and-out demon city where demons and ghosts are rampant. "The person on the opposite side lowered his eyelids with a gentle tone.

"So once it's night, no matter whether it's a monastery or an ordinary house, the door will not be opened to those who knock."

She vaguely understood the answer, but still couldn't help asking: "Why?"

"Because no one can be sure whether the person outside the door is a ghost."

The wheels of the bullock cart rolled over the stones, and there was a soft sound in the silence.

King Ma Cang Ye raised his eyes and seemed to smile slightly at her: "Actually, you shouldn't believe me. Who knows whether I am a human or a ghost, and whether I have good thoughts or malice in my heart."

"...I really don't know what you're thinking," she replied, "but I know you're stronger than the evil spirits out there."

The person opposite was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face became more real.

"Well, aren't you afraid?"

"It's too late to be afraid now," she sighed, "I've already boarded the pirate ship."

With her back leaning against the car wall, she sat up a little bit straighter: "And I have chosen to believe in you. As an adult, I will be responsible for my choices."

"Responsible?" King Ma Cang Ye rubbed the word playfully.

"Do you think people need to be responsible for their trust, even if the trusted person fails your expectations?"

"...This is just my personal opinion." She admitted honestly, "I choose to believe in a person, and it has nothing to do with the truth of that person. Trust is just a choice I made out of my personal judgment. Now that I have made a choice, then I will bear the consequences myself."

King Ma Cang Ye hummed: "Interesting statement."

She corrected the other party's evaluation: "It is also a dangerous statement."

King Ma Cang Ye bent his eyes: "Shouldn't you jump out of the car and run away now?"

"No, it's too cold outside." She said sincerely, "Please take me in tonight."

"You still trust me too much."

"But the only one I can trust now... is you."

After saying this, a feeling of loneliness that she didn't even expect came to her heart unexpectedly.

Because she realized that this is indeed the case, she was running around in the huge Ping An Jing today, and at night there was no place to stay, and she almost became a meal for evil spirits.

Her heart was suddenly sore, she hated to show her fragile emotions in front of others, so she hurriedly brushed the broken hair that fell to her cheeks as if to cover up, and changed the topic that she should have brought up long ago.

"What year is it now?"

The person opposite looked at her quietly for a while, and thoughtfully did not ask any further questions.

"Now is the first year of Yongyan."

She soon realized that she was asking the wrong question, because she simply couldn't remember which years of AD the various Heian era names corresponded to.

If it is Meiji, Taisho and other era names, it is okay. The previous emperors changed their era names at every turn. During the 400 years of the Heian era, there were dozens of era names at least.

So she changed the way of asking: "How long has it been since the capital was moved to Heianjing?"

The other party quickly told her the answer.

"It's been three years since 190."

In 794 AD, Emperor Kanmu moved the capital from Nagaoka-kyo to Heian-kyo.If it is now three years after 190, then it should be 987 AD.

It is more than 21 years since the 1000st century where she lived.

She sat there, stunned for a long time.

The creaking sound stopped at some point, Ma Cang Ye Wang raised the imperial curtain, and after the two got out of the car, the attendants bowed and bowed, without saying a word from the beginning to the end, they led her hand under her gaze. The bullock cart gradually moved away, and soon disappeared at the corner of the street.

"We have arrived."

Ma Cang Yewang's voice brought her back to her senses.

She raised her head and found that the two were standing at the gate of the vast mansion. The strange thing was that the mansion was not lit. The dark house was sleeping in the night of Heianjing, and there was no sound of living things inside.

"Do you regret it?"

"I do not have."

She said so bluntly, following the pace of the other party.

The moment he stepped through the gate, lights suddenly lit up in the direction of the entrance, and with a sound of swishing, it melted into the silent night.

... She realized that this was the voice-activated lamp in the Heian era, and it was the kind that would light up when she heard footsteps.

In the originally empty entrance, the wooden door automatically opened to both sides, and a maid-like figure appeared from behind the door.

"You are back, Master Ye Wang."

"This is my shikigami."

So she understood again—this is the AI ​​housekeeper in the Heian era.

She looked at King Makang Ye with reverence, at this moment, there was a slight rustling sound, and a thin and small figure walked around the maid-like shikigami and limped towards the two of them come over.

The tawny tabby was thinner and smaller than any wild cat she had ever seen. It walked as if it was trying to avoid putting too much weight on one foot. It was obviously struggling to recover from a serious illness, but it was still there. Stubbornly walked towards King Ma Cang Ye.

When he finally walked in front of King Ma Cang Ye, the tail of the tabby cat stood up like a small flag.

She bent down slightly, as if she couldn't bear the critical blow, and tightly clutched her heart.

... so ... so cute! !

She scratched the wall frantically in her heart.

The tabby cat rubbed against Ma Cang Ye Wang's feet, walked slowly around him a few times, opened its mouth weakly, and let out a cry:

"mum."

The author has something to say:

In the Heian era, the man asked the woman's name to mean courtship. If the woman answered, she agreed to the man's courtship, and the two could happily live together in great harmony.

Textual research from Marriage and Divorce in Ancient Heian Japan by Hiromu Kurihara

At that time, my pupils were shocked: Were the men and women in the Heian era so wild? ? ?

So in this chapter, A'Du wooed Ye Wang without knowing it. If it wasn't for the other party's ability to read minds, it would have almost become the scene of social death [.

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