[Comprehensive] Tang Ji

clank--

A pleasant voice came from a certain direction.

Delicate and tactful.

It seems to miss.

Si woke up.She glanced at the moon outside the window, and vaguely heard the sound of insects in the grass.

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here we go again.Sizi listened quietly to the sound like a pipa.

No, that is indeed the music of the pipa.

Sizi is sure that it must be the music of the pipa.

"Who is playing the pipa? It seems to be coming from the southwest..." Si Zi paused, feeling something was wrong.

No one lives around the temple.What kind of pipa sound can spread so far?

My heart suddenly felt that the sound of the pipa was not simple.

Sizi was no longer sleepy, she lifted the quilt, put on a hooded cloak, left the temple, and followed the sound of the pipa.The wind at night was still a bit cold, she walked slowly, as if she didn't care that the sound of the pipa would disappear.

She had already reached Suzaku Avenue. At first she thought that the sound of the pipa was coming from the emperor's palace, but when she reached the Suzaku Gate, the sound of the pipa seemed to be coming from a further south direction.

Sizi stood on Suzaku Avenue, looking further south, it should be Luocheng Gate.

There was no one on Suzaku Avenue at night.

Extremely deserted.

Sizi thinks of Zhikong's words, Heian-kyo is an era where humans and ghosts co-exist.This sounds really fresh.She smiled and walked on.

The pipa is still playing.

She was wondering who was playing the pipa.

But now it is certain that it must not be a human being.

Maybe it's not an ordinary lute.

No pipa's sound can be heard more than ten miles away.

What could it be?

Pipa master?

Fairy?

Or a monster?

After thinking about it, she suddenly grinned, and her mood became brighter.

I really want to meet someone who can play such beautiful music.

We are almost at Luocheng Gate.

It also started to fog up around.

Sizi's footsteps slowed down.She walked a few more steps, and heard a voice from Luocheng Gate.

"Who played the pipa on it? Why didn't you play it a few days ago?"

Judging by the tone full of curiosity, it must be Mr. Boya.

A few more clangs were heard above the city gate.Compared to before, the music seems to be a little heavier.

"Oh, someone is here."

Sizi heard a voice say.

Then it must be Mr. Seimei.

"Who's here? Qingming?"

Yuan Boya asked in a daze.He looked around, but in the hazy fog, he couldn't see who was coming.

Sizi only knew Abe Seimei and Yuan Boya, so he could distinguish their voices from other people's voices.

"It's me, Mr. Boya." Sizi said softly, "What are you two doing here so late?"

Qingming was obviously surprised to see Sizi, but he still smiled and said, "Of course I was attracted by the sound of the pipa."

"What about Ji-jun?"

"Well, I, when I first arrived here, I miss Tang Dynasty very much. When I returned from my dream, I heard the familiar sound of the pipa, so I came here following the sound of the piano."

"I see."

Qingming nodded in understanding, and the Seven Bone Fan lightly covered the corners of her smiling lips.

Sizi looked at the gate of Luocheng and asked, "Mr. Boya knows the person playing the pipa on it?"

Boya replied honestly: "I don't know who played the pipa. But that pipa must be the mysterious elephant stolen by the Holy Majesty!"

"Mysterious Elephant? Is that the name of that pipa?"

"Yes. Speaking of which, the mysterious elephant came from Ji Jun's country."

Sizi was surprised, "Did you come from Datang? That's really an old acquaintance in a foreign country. How many years ago?"

Qingming covered her smiling lips and said, "It's almost a hundred years."

Sizi muttered, "It's been a hundred years, no wonder I didn't know, I was already dead at that time..."

"Dead, dead?! Ji Jun, you—"

Yuan Boya heard a certain scary word, for a moment, his eyes widened, and he looked at Sizi in disbelief.It looked like he was extremely frightened.

Silly and frightened, it looks kind of cute.

Sizi smiled silently in his heart, and said in a sad tone: "Yes, Mr. Boya. Sizi has been dead for more than 300 years, and it is very lonely to be alone. Why don't you, Mr. Boya, come to accompany me? "

"Sunny, sunny!!!"

The masculine warrior screamed like a frightened bird, calling Qingming, and hid behind him.

The Sizi who watched laughed.

"Mr. Boya is really a good man!"

Yuan Boya still looked like he couldn't react. He looked at his son, and then at Qingming, and found that Qingming had an expression of holding back his laughter.

Immediately, he realized that he was being joked.

He was a little angry.

"Don't make such a joke in the future!"

Qingming finally couldn't hold it anymore, and laughed like Sizi.

The two laughed so loudly, but still so gracefully.Boya thought, what if it was someone else?Is this way of laughing too rude?

After a period of silence, the pipa on the city gate began to play again.This time it also brought a qiqi singing voice.

The two stopped laughing.The eyes of the three looked at Luocheng Gate together.

"Oh, it looks like it's a woman." Qingming said.

Sizi asked: "What is she singing? Why does it sound so sad?"

She pressed the corners of her eyes, wanting to cry for some reason.

"It's not Japanese, and it's not Datang. Seimei, do you understand?" Yuan Boya cast her gaze on Seimei.Because Seimei was showing a thoughtful look.It looks like he is listening to the song seriously.

"It may be Sanskrit. However, I can only hear a few words. Something like 'You don't know me', 'Your Highness Mingda' and the like."

Qingming said, looking at Sizi who was stunned.

The source of Boya is unknown.

"Mingda...Mingda...how do you know Mingda?"

He shouted eagerly towards the gate of Luocheng.

Sizi was originally an outsider, but now he is an insider.

That slight vibrato showed how unbelievable she was.

Zheng——

The sound of the pipa stopped.

The fog gradually dissipated a little.

Sizi saw the outline of the city gate, and also saw the figure standing on Luocheng gate at this time.

Sizi seems to be impatient.She leaped onto the city gate.

"Ah Ji-jun!"

Boya said anxiously.

"What a brave girl."

Seimei called her that at this time.

Sizi's eyes were slightly moist, looking at the woman holding a pipa.She really didn't know why she was crying.

"Mingda, Mingda, I am that Mumu..."

The woman played a note and raised her face.It was a face that looked exactly like hers.

Under Sizi's surprised eyes, the woman smiled slightly, saluted her, and then disappeared over the city gate.

Sizi stood on the city gate blankly, thinking about the woman's appearance.

"Ji Jun? How's it going?"

Boya shouted towards the gate of Luo City.

Sizi turned her head, and then she jumped off the top again.

Even though he knew that Sizi was not human, Boya still felt terrified.

Just at that moment, Sizi fell in front of him.

Boya looked at her with a surprised look.

"She's gone."

Sizi wiped the corners of his eyes, and said thoughtfully.

"But you know?" Qingming asked.

Sizi shook her head, "I don't understand, but she might know me."

"Does Ji Jun know her? Is that a monster?"

Boya was a little scared.

"It should be. But when did she see me? And I really want to see her too..." This point, Sizi can't figure it out, and can't remember...

Qingming put away the seven-bone fan, tapped his palms, and meditated.

"Since the sound of the pipa has disappeared, it's time for us to go back. Just come back tomorrow night."

"Are you coming tomorrow night?"

"nature."

"But what are you going to do tomorrow night?"

"That's up to Ji Jun."

"Eh me? What can I do?"

"Sleep well, you will probably know what you want to know."

Sizi felt that Mr. Seimei, like Chikong, would always say some difficult words.

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On the afternoon of the second day, Sizi greeted Chikong and went to find Seimei Abe.

There she saw Boya who was ready to go.

Unlike last night, Boya was fully armed at this time.

A knife hung from his waist, and a bow and arrow was carried on his back.The peaceful breath between the eyebrows also became awe-inspiring.But in Sizi's eyes, if you really want to deal with monsters, this probably won't work.

"Ji-kun is here, and there is fresh sweetfish from the Kamogawa River." Seimei said with a smile.

Hey, he doesn't look at all worried about tonight's actions.

"Ayu from the Kamogawa River? Then I want to try it."

Sizi said happily.

The woman who has been named Huaman is holding the food plate, and there are three plates on the food plate.And there is a grilled sweetfish from the Kamogawa River in each plate.

The sweetfish is in excellent shape and quite large.

Pinch open the fish maw, and there will be a wisp of heat coming out of it.

The salty aroma is enough to whet the appetite.

Satisfied, Sizi formally expressed her gratitude to Seimei for the hospitality.

"Speaking of which, when are we going?"

Sizi looked at the yard, but it was not yet dusk.It was still bright.

It's really early.

"Of course it's time to wait for the sound of the piano."

Seimei looked like he had the chance to win.

Boya asked curiously: "Qingming, do you already know the way?"

"Nothing can't be said."

Seimei waved his fan, showing a meaningful smile.

"Mr. Qingming, I thought about it last night, and I thought of something."

"Ji Jun, please tell me."

"Oh, it's like this. Although I don't know that person, but that person looks like me when I was young. It can be seen that that person must have known me when I was young. I thought it was some palace man, But I really can't think of any palace man named Mu Mu. Maybe it's been a long time, I can't remember... However, there is one thing that my brother and I once named it 'Mu Mu', or it may be something else Momo, oh, it's been too long..."

"Oh? What is that?"

Seimei asked.

Boya also opened his eyes wide, looking curious.

"The red sandalwood tree in front of the Lizheng Hall..."

Sizi replied.

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Zheng——

Ah, it's finally here.

Fortunately, Boya was off duty tonight.

But if it's on duty, it doesn't matter.

The three went to the gate of Luocheng together.

Sizi didn't speak a word all the way.

The same is true for Qingming, Boya seems to have never seen him panicked.

Boya thought about Sizi's words earlier, and listened to the beautiful sound of the piano, suddenly felt that the world is impermanent.

On the huge Suzaku Avenue, there were only the three of them.But listen carefully, there seems to be an ox cart coming in the distance.

Seimei asked the two to stop.

They have now reached the eight main roads, not far from Luocheng Gate.

The three of them stood quietly in the dark, watching the slow ox cart advancing along Suzaku Avenue, but there was no kid driving in front of the cart.The whole bullock cart moves forward spontaneously.

Just as Boya was about to ask something, Seimei stopped him with a "shh".

The bullock cart seemed to have stopped.

Boya held his breath and covered his mouth.

Seimei put two fingers together, as if scratching something in front of him.

After a short pause, the bullock cart started to move forward again.

Just when Boya thought this matter was about to end, the ox cart suddenly disappeared when it reached the lane in front of Fangmen...

"Ha, let's go, I'm here for that Mu Mu tonight."

"But Qingming, that's—" Boya is still a little scared.

Sizi said, "I can't see anything. Don't be afraid, Mr. Boya. Mr. Qingming is here."

Boya exhaled and agreed, "That's true."

Qingming raised her eyebrows, and the smile on her lips gradually deepened.

The three of them arrived at the gate of Luocheng smoothly.

The piano is playing tirelessly.

Si Zi took a step forward, and the sound of the piano stopped.

A woman's voice came from Luocheng Gate.

"You remember?"

Faint, with these sad flavors.

Sizi was unmoved, but shouted upwards: "Are you the red sandalwood tree next to the Lizheng Hall? I just remember that my brother and I named that red sandalwood tree 'Mu Mu'."

Zheng——

The sound of the piano suddenly became louder.

"It seems right."

Qingming smiled.

Boya was surprised: "There is such an incredible thing?"

The author has something to say: I have changed the story of Xuanxiang, um, there will be many changes in the future.