[Silver Soul Earth Silver] Demon World Chaos-A Hundred Ghost Story

There are often old people telling stories on the four lanes of Fangmen. The old people like to wear water dry, with small sleeves under the water dry, with chaotic foot pedals and chests.It was a calamus leaf folded at random, and I don't know where this short, gray-haired old man went to pick it up. The calamus leaf turned out to be emerald green, and one could smell the fresh earthy smell when one smelled it closely.

The four gates are surrounded by small paths, all of which lead to the same place, which is Yongningfang.There are many places in Heianjing, and it is often the most lively place.The women went out with their baskets or bundles in their arms, with stickers stuffed in their arms, listing the names of a series of items to be purchased.Today I heard that the tailor shop is open, and I just don't have enough clothes at home, so I'm wondering whether I should cut some linings and go home.

Compared with the hexagonal path, they prefer to walk here because it is closer.It is said that when the road was not built here, it was an altar. At that time, Shinto was flourishing, and there were many stone piles built for praying to the gods.Now the altar is gone, but the stone piles are still there, big and small, passing through the four lanes of the gate, and ropes are tied around the piles.

The old man was sitting on one of the stone piles, surrounded by a few young children with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and short beards.It's not their first time here, but it's fun every time.Because the old people will tell them stories, starting from the Jomon period, how those people who struggled with nature can sit on one side and be self-sufficient.

The old man leaned forward mysteriously, and the calamus leaves on his chest swayed with his movements, dripping a little dew.They were surprised to see it, so they reached out to touch it, wiped off the dew, and put it in their mouths to lick it off.At this moment, the women who passed by peeked at it, and they would slap their hands and yell at it, telling them not to swallow everything, and be careful to have diarrhea the next day.

Women always have a habit, no matter whose family's children do this, they always like to take care of it when they see it.After that, he would pretend to say to his friends: "Don't think I'm a nice person just because I scolded that child just now. I often spank my son's ass when I'm in my house."

"Then……"

"woo woo woo woo……"

"Don't be noisy!"

It's your business that you get beaten, but don't get in my way.Who said that a child is not scheming and pure, if you provoke him, he will give you a big roll of his eyes and won't talk to you for three or two days.The old man talked about the wonderful places, and said that in the early days of Heian, this capital was very lively.A lot of people came from the other side of the sea, bringing some things that we have never seen before, and sometimes we just linger and forget to return after looking at it, and we don’t even remember the way home.

The children were very curious.People from the other side of the sea are rare nowadays, and many of them have gone to the Shikoku side, saying that the scenery there is unique.But here, there are too many people and too many places to live.Coming from a foreign country undoubtedly wanted to develop the characteristics of their hometown, but there was a restaurant decorated in a Tang style, and the decoration simply stunned their eyes.

After coming and going, people who come here will say: "There are many Tang people in Shikoku."

"What if I don't remember the way?" The beaten child touched his swollen face, and the woman who rushed a few steps made a grimace.The latter got annoyed, turned his head to ignore him, weighed the basket and left.If you don't leave, there will be too many people in the tailor shop. She doesn't like queuing up, and it takes several hours to line up every time. When she comes back, she has to rely on herself without washing the vegetables or doing anything.

"This old man never ends, telling stories every day, how can there be so many stories?" She was a little annoyed.

The friend said: "I don't know, he seems to be a down-and-out son of some family. Don't look at his sloppy clothes, he was famous before."

"Really?"

"Who would tie calamus on his chest? It seems that he has passed the Waka trick to the ladies."

"You heard that?"

"Guess."

"..."

The old man was angry at those women for taking away his influence, and pouted his lips bitterly, the wrinkles on his face deepened.He deliberately lowered his voice, glanced at the children, and said in a low voice, "You have absolutely no idea what I saw..."

"what?"

"Zashiki Doji..."

"What!" The children were a little discouraged, and the old man was talking about weird things for a long time?Don't think that they can be fooled because they are young, they have heard the name Zashiki Warashi before.After all, she is about the same age as myself. She has the name of a monster, but she is admired by the world, saying that she is a good monster and can bring good luck.

Seeing the expressions of these children in his eyes, the old man laughed.He took off a calamus leaf in front of his chest, thought about it quietly for a moment, and then mentioned them one by one.At that time, he was really lost. In Heian-kyo at night, only some noisy streets were decorated with lights, but there were no lights on the road leading to his house.Winter had just entered at that time, and the moon was hidden in the clouds. The weather was gloomy, and he was shivering with cold.

He was only in his twenties, and his family was thinking every day and night that he should get married as soon as possible.He contradicted him many times, but to no avail.People of the same age are writing love letters, and every time they write, they must reply, telling about lingering and love.He was envious of that kind of thing.He didn't go to see those Tang people because he was bored, and he didn't think the ornaments in Tang people's hands were so beautiful, no matter how beautiful they were, he didn't have the money to buy them.His pocket money has been very little.

He just thinks that one of these people is good-looking.I'm used to seeing women in the capital, but I just feel that she is petite and dainty, with slender eyebrows and narrow eyes.He is timid, typically daring to think but not to speak, let alone act.With this in mind, he lost his way alone.When he came out, he followed the crowd, and when he came back, there were only a few fireflies shining on him and making fun of him.

"Oh, look, someone got lost..."

"You read wrong, I have something to do."

"There is someone."

"They all said no!"

"You did it on purpose! Can you change your annoying temper!"

There was a dispute in the ears, all of them were immature voices, one was female and the other male.He also thought about the legend of monsters, but he felt that it is impossible for a person like him to encounter monsters, and he is not a big man...so he boldly went to see it.They were really two children. The girl was wearing a red dress and her hair was tied in a bun. She didn't look very friendly. The boy was wearing a white dress with shoulder-length hair and was holding a small lamp.

"Are you lost?"

He was accosted, and the boy looked at him with a smile.He nodded mysteriously.

"Then follow me." After saying this, the boy walked straight ahead.Thanks to his lamp, although it flickered on and off, red and green, it also made him breathe a sigh of relief.He obediently followed, watching the girl in red poking the boy from time to time, thinking that the boy didn't like him.

He really...is not liked wherever he goes.

"Remember not to refuse in the future, I will always help you find your way home."

He still remembers this sentence clearly to this day.But he couldn't understand why instead of being grateful to the boy, he focused on the girl instead?Just because the boy called her "Zashiki"?

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