[Comprehensive] Winter Feast

Abe Seimei woke up under Yae's treatment, the little girl reiterated his request to thank Yimulian, and the still pale onmyoji agreed with a smile—an aristocratic elegance with a sly smile.

In the early morning of the next day, Yae, who had just sent Choushi home, stepped on the treetops and walked back to catch up on sleep. On the way, he felt the familiar spiritual power, followed the direction of the spiritual power, and fell to the ground. What he saw was Abe Seimei , and a tall male god general with brown hair.

"Miss Yae, good morning."

Abe Seimei and Shenjiang Liuhe noticed Yae at the same time. One greeted Yae with a smile, and the other just gestured with his eyes, and was very silent.

"Good morning, both of you." Yae first responded to Abe Seimei's greeting, and then asked him, "Where did you find out my name?"

The name is the shortest spell, and the name of the monster is called out by the onmyoji, not just a simple name.

Abe Seimei smiled: "Miss Yae is very famous." Sakura monster Yae likes to collect stories, and she is good at telling stories. Her stories do not have the terrible power of Qing Xingdeng, so the gossiping little monsters are happy to listen to her. Stories, and I am also happy to tell her the stories I heard. After coming and going, monsters, big and small, and even humans with psychic powers all know that there is a gentle and harmless Yae with many stories living under the shrine.

Onmyoji took out a small and exquisite silk bag from his sleeve, and handed it to Yae: "Here for you."

Yae hesitated for a moment, Abe Seimei would not be a bad person, but monsters, it’s never wrong to be vigilant against Onmyoji, she didn’t answer, and asked, “What is it?”

As the question came out, Yae felt that God had swept Liuhe's gaze over, and glanced at her without any special meaning.

Yae didn't understand what he was looking at, so she turned her head to look at him, but saw that Liuhe's eyes had turned to Seimei.The way he looked at Qingming was much more interesting. Although the emotional fluctuations were still not strong, it clearly conveyed the meaning of "it's not so easy to coax children, is it?"

Yae: "..."

Abe Seimei, who failed to coax Yae at first, was not discouraged, and still raised his iconic smile.As an onmyoji, he was naturally aware of Yae's vigilance towards him, so he simply unsealed the bag and poured the contents into his hands: "It's Jinpingtang."

The small candies are colorful, reflecting the transparent sunlight in the forest, falling very beautifully in the palm of Abe Qingbai's white hands, like twinkling stars.

"Try it?"

Yae... The child-like Yae couldn't bear the temptation at all, so he stretched out his hand to pinch one and put it in his mouth.The artificially extracted pure sweetness instantly captured her sense of taste, making the little girl squint her eyes happily.

Abe Seimei gave Liuhe a smug look.

Liuhe: "..." The little monster is really easy to bribe.

Yae, who was completely unaware that he had been bought by the onmyoji, carried a candy bag and walked up the mountain with Abe Seimei. The polite little monster was embarrassed to run away alone after taking things from others.

"What are you doing today?" Yae asked the Onmyoji on the way.

"Of course I'm here to express my gratitude to Ichimoren-sama." Abe Seimei replied as a matter of course.

"Eh?"

Yae thought about coming to sacrifice to the gods, so he had to bring some sacrifices, because it was not sincere at all to come empty-handed.

Then she thought of the Jinpingtang in her hand, and recalled belatedly, that onmyojis seemed to be a kind of magical species that never needed to be carried on their shoulders and hands. If they wanted to draw a spell, naturally there would be shikigami at their service.

Thinking of this, Yae couldn't help but glance at Liuhe.

Suddenly came the sound of heavy footsteps behind him, and a cheerful greeting: "Yo, Yae!"

"Ah, long time no see." Yae looked back and saw a mountain boy with a bare upper body and muscles as strong as a rock. He carried a big hammer made of rock on his shoulder, and a huge bag hung on the handle of the hammer. The bag was not sealed, and there was a scent wafting out.

It is the fragrance of the ritual.

"Thanks a lot."

After Seimei's words came out, Yae realized that they had reached the top of the mountain.

The dilapidated torii of the shrine is right in front of you.

When he got here, Shantong couldn't go any further. He untied the cloth bag from the stone hammer, put it on the ground, and said in a nonchalant tone, "I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

It seems that he lost a bet with Abe Seimei, so he worked as a coolie all the way.

"Yae, I will ask you to listen to the story next time."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Yazhong waved at him, thinking that Shantong, a fool, would have forgotten what he said when he turned his head. God knows when this will happen in the future.

After waving Shantong away, Yae took a deep breath and turned to look at the shrine. The red paint of the torii gate was mottled, and the houses behind were all weather-beaten and vicissitudes.

Abe Seimei sent out a spell, and the rituals in the package floated behind the torii gate in a line.Then Abe Seimei also walked in behind the sacrificial procession.

Yae followed behind him. This was the first time she entered the shrine of Yimulian.

Then, she saw the sacrifice of the Onmyoji.

In the stories collected by Yae, at least a dozen onmyojis were required to complete the sacrifices in the imperial palace, but at this moment, Abe Seimei showed full momentum by himself, and the rolling spiritual power blew the surrounding trees, and a clear sky Amidst the rustling sound, the power of faith turned into bits of starlight and poured into the main hall of the shrine, constructing the magnificent appearance of the past.

Yimulian was there, in front of the gate of the main hall, watching the most powerful Onmyoji of this age complete a large-scale sacrificial ceremony with a single effort.

At the end of a sacrifice, Seimei Abe was sweating on his temples. He said with a smile: "If you need me, Seimei Abe, just go to a bridge and call my name."

Having said that, it means farewell.

Yae was thinking about whether to send the onmyoji who was here for sacrifice, but he heard Abe Seimei speak first: "Miss Yae, don't you want to send us?"

"After the sacrifice, the spiritual power is abundant, and the various formations and barriers on the mountain have been activated," he added with a smile, "We outsiders can easily get lost."

Yae took a look at Abe Seimei, and felt that his words were very watery, but it is polite to give one away, so she nodded: "Wait a minute."

The little girl ran forward and put the Jinpingtang in her hand on the altar. She didn't dare to look up at Yimulian, and said in a low voice, "Although I ate a few... Don't be disgusted with Yimulian..." If you really dislike it, just throw it away."

She lives under the shrine, under the protection of Yimulian, but she has never offered anything to this god. Thinking about it, she is really ashamed, so she can only borrow flowers to offer Buddha once.

Then she turned around as if fleeing: "Let's go, I'll take you down the mountain."

When the torii gate of the shrine was out of sight, Yae blinked and asked Abe Seimei, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

When the child-like monster asked this question, he was not at all childish.

"Miss Yae is really smart." Abe Seimei replied without changing her expression, "I have a story here, do you want to see it for yourself?"

Yae is cautious: "That depends on what kind of story it is."

This story takes place in the palace.

With a soft voice, Abe Seimei told a strange story belonging to the night in the morning light.

The royal family is noble and elegant, and at the same time rich. There are countless treasures hidden in the palace, which naturally attracts daring thieves who sneak in and steal at night.

"That happened ten days ago. The scream came from the palace used to store pearls and jade."

When the night guard warriors arrived in a hurry, they saw a dead body lying in front of the palace gate. The corpse covered its face with a cloth towel and held tools for theft in its hands. The gate of the palace had already been opened.

The palace is heavily guarded, and it is not easy to sneak in. When encountering thieves, night watch warriors usually capture each other alive and interrogate how they got in.But this time, even the most experienced samurai couldn't help saying, "It's so miserable."

The death of the deceased was miserable: "Obviously the first knife had already known his life, but he was cut several times on his body."

The front of the palace was filled with the smell of blood. The palace people endured the nausea and spent a lot of effort to clean up the ground.

After stepping down the last step of the shrine, he saw Abe Seimei's ox cart, and the onmyoji raised the curtain of the cart, and made a gesture of invitation to Yae.

Yae looked back, and the winding mountain road was covered by the greenery of the trees. From this angle, she couldn't see the shrine of Yimulian.

Yae boarded Abe Seimei's bullock cart.

Abe Seimei also got into the car, lowered the curtain, and continued his narration: "The night watch warriors wanted to know which daredevil killed the thief, but when they counted the number, they found that all the warriors in this group were here, and no one left at all. over the team."

The onmyoji was telling a story, and out of nowhere he took out a stick of apple candy poured in thick syrup, and handed it to Yae.

Yae, who was immersed in the story, took it unconsciously, licked his gum and asked him, "Could it be another team of samurai?"

With a sweet taste in his mouth, Yae looked down at the things in his hand with a dazed expression.

Abe Seimei chuckled: "They thought so too, because they didn't have a good relationship with another team of samurai, so they didn't ask."

Anyway, nothing was lost, so the matter was left alone.

"Late last night, another body was found."

The night watchman also rushed after hearing the screams. This time, the corpse appeared at the side door of the palace where the gold and silver utensils were stored.

"The one who was killed was a palace warrior."

A golden vessel studded with precious stones fell into a pool of his blood.

"A night watchman saw the figure of the assailant. It was a woman in armor with long hair."

The samurai chased after him, but the female figure disappeared around the corner.

The night watchman found Abe Seimei as soon as he got off duty early in the morning, and concluded that it could not be human.

Yae bit the candy apple, bent his eyes, and smiled like Seimei, trying to pretend to be unfathomable: "Is that samurai called Yuan Boya?"

"Exactly."

"Then you might ask him if that woman disappeared near the palace where the sword is stored."

"Oh?" Abe Seimei stared at Yae with great interest, "Miss Yae knows something about that woman?"

"Even if I don't know, Abe Seimei..." Yae changed his words to a more familiar name, "Master Seimei will definitely be able to catch her, right?"

"Miss Yae, do you want to say something to me?" Abe Seimei asked her with a smile while propping his chin with one hand.

Different from the onmyoji's casualness, Yae, who is holding an apple candy in her hand, is sitting upright. Although she looks like a child, her temperament is not inferior to that of the female officials who have lived in the court for many years. She is upright, calm, and elegant. A kind of seriousness that can make the other party who listens to her talk seriously: "In my story, there is a female monster who lives in the palace. She has long hair and uses a big knife. She is very good at fighting..."

"who is she?"

"The name is the shortest curse... Onmyoji want to know the name of the monster, must pay some price?"

Abe Seimei grinned and said, "Isn't Kopei candy plus apple candy enough?" His smile was relaxed, but it carried a taste of scheming.

Yae also laughed, with aristocratic reservedness, but with a certain aggressiveness because of his aloofness.

At this time, no one cared whether she looked like a child or not.

"Not enough." She answered firmly.

"Hey," Abe Seimei sighed exaggeratedly, "What does Miss Yae want?"

"I don't know how to sacrifice onmyoji... I want to know, how can the belief of monsters be conveyed to the gods?"