[Comprehensive] Natsume Reiko's trip

After Reiko's voice fell, there was a brief silence in the courtyard, especially Zhu Yin, who had never seen Reiko's psychic ability, even felt that even the air was a bit colder.

"Hey, Reiko's ability as a shikigami is a bit special. She can see things in the underworld that ordinary people can't see." Seimei opened her mouth to cover up Reiko's psychic physique.

Seimei's words are not groundless. Among humans, there are special cases like Reiko who can see ghosts, and there are naturally exceptions among monsters.These special monsters generally live in the underworld. In addition to the ghost messenger Bai I have seen before, there are also existences such as Meng Po, Judge, and Yan Mo.

"Can you see me? It's really great! I thought... no one will be able to see me forever!" Said Fujiwara, who had turned into a ghost, tears were like pearls with broken strings, It rolled down continuously from the eye sockets.

Obviously such a pretty face, but for some reason, Zuowei's image in Reiko's mind turned into a crying baby with a bulging bun face.

Reiko looked weird, imitating Seimei's way of addressing Zhuyin: "Princess Zhuyin, Fujiwara chess player... What kind of person is he?"

"You mean Master? He is the most elegant person I have ever met. Master has a very good personality. He is as gentle as jade in dealing with others, and his every move is noble and elegant. He is good at chess and playing the flute. When he was sitting under a tree and playing chess, , like a figure walking out of a painting."

Zhu Yin recalled the scene when Zuo Wei taught her to play chess. Even if he made a mischievous and intentional mistake, he just repeated it patiently without the slightest impatience.

Why did such a good person end up in this way?

Gentle as jade...noble and elegant...

Reiko looked at the man who kept sucking the snot that was about to flow out, and felt that this lonely ghost had accidentally attached to the chessboard somewhere in front of her.

"Wipe it off." Reiko handed Zuo Wei a handkerchief, no matter who this soul is, it would be too pitiful to cry like this.

"Thank you, thank you." Zuo Wei hiccupped and reached out to take the handkerchief, but his translucent hand ruthlessly passed through the handkerchief, unable to touch anything.

Those eyes that were crystal clear like glass dimmed suddenly, he withdrew his hand, and silently put it on his lap, his voice was as fragile and illusory as a bubble that was about to burst: "This way... I can no longer pick up the chess pieces."

Reiko no longer doubts the identity of the ghost. How many people are there in the world who are so obsessed with Go?

"Reiko, I need to turn on the spirit vision to talk to the Fujiwara chess player, and let me know if he is ready." The careful Seimei guessed from the few words Reiko handed over the handkerchief that Zuowei's current situation might not be very good.The aristocrats have the arrogance of the aristocrats, and it is an insult to them to casually expose their embarrassed side to the public.

After Reiko explained what "spiritual vision" is, Zuo Wei wiped away tears with his sleeves, collected his emotions, straightened his waist and knelt on the edge of the chessboard, as if he had turned back into the glorious Fujiwara Sawei.

The spiritual vision enchantment enveloped the small courtyard, a cold atmosphere swept over, and the light became dim.But under such a somewhat gloomy environment, Zuo Wei's figure gradually appeared in front of everyone.

"Master!" Zhuyin covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes began to moisten. She never thought that she would be able to see Zuo Wei again.

"Zhu Yin." Zuo Wei's gaze softened, "Thank you for everything you have done for me. If it weren't for you, my body would probably be soaked in the cold river bottom forever."

Yes, after learning that Zuo Wei threw himself into the river, it was Zhuyin who insisted that Zuo Wei be picked up and buried.A princess raised in a deep boudoir made such a decision, and she would be gossiped for a long time, and might even be rejected by her father who is the emperor—but Zhuyin still did it without hesitation.

"Master, is it not good to live? Why did you choose to commit suicide?" This is what Zhuyin never understood.

Zuo Wei showed a sad expression, shook his head, and did not answer.

It is difficult for a person to be perfect. Zuo Wei shows amazing talent in chess, but he is clumsy in life skills, even worse than children.

Fortunately, he was born in the prominent Fujiwara family, and his servants took care of his food and clothing, so Zuowei could devote himself to Go.

As soon as the news came that he was expelled from Heianjing that day, the servants immediately avoided him, and naturally they would not go to pack Zuowei's luggage.

It's funny to say that Zuowei, who didn't understand anything, didn't bring any money, clothes, or any food that could be eaten. He just took his beloved chessboard and chess pieces, and left Heianjing in a foolish way.

The tall towers divide the city into two worlds, and the ruts of the bullock carts spread to the distant horizon.

Where are you going?Where can I continue playing chess?

Zuo Wei didn't know.

He could only keep walking and walking along those ruts.

When you are thirsty, drink two sips of river water; when you are hungry, you can only endure in silence; when you are tired, you sit on the side of the road and look at the vast sky.

Whenever Zuo Wei couldn't hold on, he would untie the package and touch the smooth chessboard and chess pieces.Then he would tell himself that he still had chess—as long as he had chess, that was enough.

The ronin passing by the roadside saw the jade chess pieces in Zuowei's chess box, showing an extremely greedy look.

Sensing the danger, Zuo Wei hugged the chess box tightly in his arms. This act of showing weakness relieved the ronin who had doubted Zuo Wei's identity and dared not make a move. The chess pieces swaggered away.

Zuo Wei was lying on the side of the road, hunched over and holding the only chessboard in his arms, two lines of clear tears rolled down his cheeks.

This time, he didn't even have any chess left.

Another day was coming to an end, Zuo Wei staggered to a village with a chessboard in his arms, and the surrounding villagers cast curious eyes.

This person is obviously wearing a hunting suit that symbolizes nobility, but why is he so embarrassed?The white hunting clothes were stained gray and black by the dust, and the skin that was originally as white as porcelain became dirty, his expression was numb, and his behavior was downcast.

Villagers in this era know how to protect themselves wisely and will not easily meddle in their own affairs.If Zuo Wei asked them to stay overnight or borrow a meal, some kind-hearted villagers might not refuse.

But Zuo Wei wouldn't do this, or he didn't know that he could do it.

It was getting late, and the villagers who had worked all day went back to their houses to make meals, and the smell of dinner permeated the whole village.

Zuo Wei smelled the fragrance, and the pain in his stomach twitched more intensely, and his body, which had not eaten for two days, could barely stand up.

He came to the river, took two sips of cold water reluctantly, and stared blankly at the river surface dyed golden red by the setting sun.

Groups of reeds are swaying by the river beach, clinging to each other; homing crows fly across the sky in pairs, drawing several graceful arcs.

There was only him, Satoshi Fujiwara, wandering here like a lonely ghost, with nothing and nowhere to go.

Zuowei stood up staggeringly, stretched out his feet and stepped into the water, and kept walking towards the depths of the river.

The river overflowed his calves, thighs, waist, then his chest, his neck, and finally the top of his head.

The gravel at the bottom of the river cut his skin, and the red blood splattered along the water, seeming to dye a corner of the chessboard red.

His body was getting lighter and lighter, and the glimmer of light on the water above his head seemed to become the criss-cross chessboard with black and white chess pieces.

He has not touched the highest state of Go - "God's Hand", and he still wants to play many, many games of Go.

One hundred rounds, one thousand rounds; ten years, 20 years; beginners, top masters...

It doesn't matter what, as long as you can play chess, it doesn't matter.

Zuowei, who died with such a mood, eventually became a ghost attached to the chessboard—a sad ghost who could no longer pick up the chess pieces.

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" Seimei asked.

"I want to play chess!" Zuo Wei replied without hesitation.

Zuowei is simple, but Seimei is complicated. He instinctively connected Zuowei's wish with Sugawara Kentada's competition: "I can explain your matter to Sugawara Kentada, and secretly invite him to come and meet with you." You play another game of chess, but I can't guarantee whether he agrees."

Zuo Wei, who was originally depressed, immediately cheered up. In fact, he didn't care much about who his opponent was.If Zuowei still felt dissatisfied with Sugawara's slander for cheating when he was in the main hall, but after those two days when life was worse than death, he let go of everything.

Compared to not being able to play chess anymore, what is that little thing?

Excited, Zuo Wei wanted to grab Qingming's sleeves to express his joy, but when his hands passed through Qingming's body again, Zuo Wei became depressed again: "I can't do anything now. Playing chess."

"If you can't touch it, it doesn't mean you can't play chess. Just point out where you want to play, and then ask someone who can touch it to make a move for you?" Lingzi said indifferently.

Zuo Wei's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he wished he could scurry around the courtyard to vent his inner excitement: "Zhuyin Zhuyin, let's play chess! Well...and Qingming and Reiko, can you play chess? If not, I can teach you! Come on, come on, come and play chess!"

It was the first time for Zhuyin to see Zuo Wei who looked like a child, but compared to the lost look just now, the current Zuo Wei is much better: "I will accompany you to play, but let's change a chessboard, use this one with blood on it. It always feels weird."

Qingming moved his chessboard out and put it in the courtyard.The state of the spirit vision is not suitable to be open for too long, and the task of helping Zuowei to settle the child naturally falls on Reiko who is the only one who can see.

"As usual, Zhuyin, you play black." Go in the Heian period did not have the rule of "sticking to the eyes", so playing black would gain some advantage, which is also a way for Zuowei to let Zhuyin.

"First step, nineteen out of seventeen." Zuowei's voice came from Lingzi's ear after Zhuyin fell.

Reiko, who knew nothing about Go, raised her head in confusion, and saw Zuowei who was smiling and crying.

Zuo Wei wiped away his tears and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I lost my temper."

"Compared to this, why don't you just tell me where to play." Reiko felt helpless.

"Here!" Zuo Wei pointed the fan directly at the point where the vertical and horizontal fragrances intersected on the chessboard, and Reiko placed the chess pieces on it clumsily. The sound of the collision between the chess pieces and the chessboard was so pleasing to the eye.

However, as the chess game continued...

"No, no, I mean this side, you're way down, Reiko."

"Quickly remove that sunspot, it has been 'eaten' by us."

"Oh, my bad Reiko, even if you make a mistake, you must never regret it!"

"You're off the mark again, so I said it's better to report the numbers."

Zuowei's noisy voice kept coming from Lingzi's ear, which was like the "buzzing" sound of hundreds of mosquitoes, which made Lingzi have the urge to punch him - no, even if he did, he probably wouldn't be able to hit it.

"Reiko Reiko, it's our turn!" Zuowei's fan pointed to a new place again, his eyes were shining like jewels, and he looked at Reiko with great anticipation.

Ah, forget it.

Reiko picked up the white chess piece again, and the appointed checker piece fell down.

Who let her see such a beautiful smile?