[Comprehensive] Natsume Reiko's trip

The influence of the witchcraft incident gradually faded with the passage of time, and the days returned to the way they used to be.

It's just that the dead cannot be brought back to life, and the living need to slowly heal their wounds.

After Qingming and the others woke up from the dream, they were basically fine.

One worth mentioning is the Butterfly Essence.Unlike Qingming and others who enter the dreamland through deep sleep, the Butterfly Spirit uses its real body to shuttle continuously in the dreamland. Therefore, after leaving the dreamland, the Butterfly Spirit came to the courtyard with Qingming.

Butterfly was seriously injured, its wings were broken cruelly by the voodoo master, and it could no longer fly in the sky for a short time.

Fortunately, the butterfly spirit is a monster with a certain self-healing ability. As long as enough time is given, the wings will grow back.

Perhaps it was because the Butterfly Essence looked too pitiful, and Yingcao used the healing light once in a while to stop the continuous bleeding.

Invited by Qingming and Reiko, Die Jing stays in the courtyard to recuperate, and the one-eyed monk also stays by Die Jing's side cheekily.

The courtyard became more lively.

After a week of continuous light snow, Heian-kyo ushered in successive sunny days. The sun shone on the snow, reflecting dazzling light.

"Salad la la la~" Butterfly, who is recovering well and has not affected her movements, happily shook her tambourine in the courtyard. The shikigami gathered in a circle, happily watching Butterfly singing and dancing.

Winter is such a pleasant season, busy work has gone away, and the pace of life has gradually slowed down.People who usually have no rest time prefer to make a pot of hot tea, sit by the fire, and enjoy the rare leisure time.

At this time, if someone can tell a story and sing a little song, that would be a very happy thing.

Although monsters are not human beings, they will not refuse this rare entertainment. Of course, there are exceptions.

"It's so noisy, meow! Why don't you let me sleep, meow!" The Jiuming cat, who sleeps most of the day, has experienced a serious decline in sleep quality since Butterfly Jing came to the courtyard, but Reiko specifically told Jiuming Cats—Before the Butterfly Essence recovers from its wounds, it is absolutely forbidden to bully it.

This has created the miserable life of the nine-life cat.

After Yaodaoji noticed the irascibility of the Jiuming Cat, she picked it up skillfully and began to smooth its fur: "Master Jiuming Cat, let's go sleep elsewhere."

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Seeing this scene, Xiaobai couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's really unexpected, the Demon Sword Girl who was bullied so badly by the Nine Lives Cat before, can now easily handle her."

Time can change many things, such as Nine Lives Cat and Demon Sword Fairy, Seimei and Reiko.

Reiko came to Qingming with two cups of tea, and stuffed one of them into Qingming's hand: "It's almost Chinese New Year."

Qingming took the teacup, warmth spread from his palm: "What do you want to imply?"

"During the Chinese New Year, the whole family should be reunited. You said you were going to meet your mother, right? Don't you think this is a good time?"

The smile on Qingming's face faded a bit: "Ghosts don't have the custom of celebrating the New Year."

"Didn't you promise me in your dream that you would take me to see your mother? Why, did you go back on your word?" Reiko raised her eyebrows and looked at Qingming provocatively.

Qingming and Reiko looked at each other for a few seconds, then suddenly grabbed her wrist, brought her face closer to Reiko, narrowed her eyes and looked at Reiko: "You really want to... come with me to see mother ?”

Reiko was taken aback and wanted to punch him directly, but at this time she was holding the teacup in one hand, and Seimei was holding the other hand tightly, and it was not easy to pour a glass of water on Seimei's face, so she had to Angrily staring at Qingming, "What are you doing?"

Shouldn't Qingming agree to her request with a light smile?What is going on with this aggressive expression and movement?

The dull Reiko really didn't understand the deep meaning of Seimei's words, Seimei sighed, and let go of Reiko's hand: "Get ready, follow me to Shinta no Mori tomorrow."

Reiko instantly turned from anger to joy: "You agree?"

After Reiko came to the Heian Era, she always wanted to meet those legendary monsters.Although she was lucky enough to meet the famous Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji, the scene of the meeting was somewhat funny, which caused Reiko to not have that kind of excitement and excitement at all.

But this time, what she is about to meet is the legendary mother of the Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei - the white fox Ge Ye. Reiko can't help but feel a sense of anticipation in her heart that she will soon meet a celebrity.

Besides, although Reiko will no longer be able to spend the New Year with her parents, she hopes that at least Seimei will not be left with this regret.

Qingming looked into Reiko's bright eyes and shook her head helplessly. Does Reiko understand the meaning of seeing her parents?Forget it, that's fine, after all, even he himself doesn't know how to face his mother.

Shinta no Mori is one of the places where nobles hunt, so it is not too far from Heian-kyo.

At this time, Shinta no Mori, like Seimei's garden, was dyed pure white by the snow, and the animals that were usually active in the forest also disappeared because of the arrival of winter.

There was silence in the forest.

Seimei didn't bring any shikigami with him on this trip, and he boarded the ox cart to the forest with Reiko under the sad eyes of all the shikigami in the courtyard.

"Qingming, what is your mother like?"

Qingming is more silent than ever today. Although he can't see any emotion on his face, as long as he notices Qingming's increasing strength while holding the fan, he will find how restless he is now.

Realizing this, Reiko took the initiative to break the silence in the carriage, trying to divert Seimei's attention.

Sure enough, upon hearing Reiko's question, Seimei's hand that had been holding the fan firmly loosened a little: "If it wasn't in a dream, my memory of her is already very vague, but... it should be a very gentle girl. woman."

Ge Ye doesn't like to dress up very much, and usually wears a plain kimono, and keeps the house in order with every gesture.

People often say that foxes are cunning and seductive, but apart from that face that is far superior to ordinary humans, Ge Ye has no fox habits.She is like an ordinary human woman, loving her husband and children.

The wooden house in Qingming's memory was bright and warm even though it was small.In the yard in front of the house, there is also a large piece of flowers and plants planted by kudzu leaves in their spare time. When spring comes, they are colorful and blooming.

When the existence of a mother is with her child all the time, it may be annoying because of the nagging concern.But as long as we are separated for a period of time, when we recall, all that is left is warmth.

Whether it is a human, a demon, or an ordinary animal, mother is an incomparably great word.

"Reiko, I was wrong. I shouldn't blame all the pain I experienced on the blood that my mother gave me." Qingming has lived a human life since she was a child. Perhaps Ge Ye's departure is to let her husband Realizing the dream of revitalizing the family is also for Seimei to better integrate into human society.

Seimei, who is alone in the face of gossip, is very tired, but what kind of mood will Ge Ye, who has been waiting for Seimei in the forest, feel?

"Then go and say sorry to your mother! No mother would blame her child." Reiko is sincerely happy for Seimei and Ge Ye who are about to reconcile. Maternal love is the most unrequited thing in the world Feelings, but she can no longer feel it.

Seimei glanced at Reiko, but said nothing.

Maybe he can tell Reiko: You can treat his mother as your own mother.

But even Seimei himself felt powerless to say such words, any mother is an irreplaceable existence, Seimei knows this, and Reiko knows this, so they don't need this kind of self-deception.

Moreover, Reiko is not that kind of fragile human being, she doesn't need Seimei's comfort.

Few people came to the depths of Shinta no Mori, and the ox cart was no longer suitable for passing. Seimei and Reiko got out of the car together, and then walked to the place where Ge Ye was.

However, the closer he got, the slower Seimei's footsteps became.

Probably this is an emotion called being close to home.

Behind the layers of trees, a wooden house can be vaguely seen. The wooden house is small and exquisite, and there is a flower garden in front of it.Maybe when the ice and snow melt, there will be flowers blooming there.

A plainly dressed woman with two white fox ears on her head sat alone in front of the wooden house, looking up at the clear blue sky, humming the tune that Reiko had heard in her dream.

Reiko, who had seen Qingming's memories, recognized it immediately—it was Qingming's mother, the white fox Ge Ye.

Qingming's footsteps stopped there, and he stared at the wooden house and mother exactly as he remembered, not knowing how to react.

The mother has not changed, the wooden house has not changed, only him, Abe Seimei, and the dead father.

After humming a piece of music, Ge Yexin turned his head with a feeling, and saw Abe Seimei standing at the door of his house.

Qingming is completely different from the child in Ge Ye's memory, both in appearance and personality.But even if he didn't look at the white hair and the eyebrows and eyes that were very similar to his own, Ge Ye could immediately recognize it - it was her child.

Ge Ye's body stiffened for a moment, then he stood up slowly, walked up to Qingming who was already a little taller than him, and showed a gentle smile: "Qingming, my child, welcome back."

Qingming murmured for a while, then curled up her lips like a child returning home after going out to play, "I'm back, mother."

The word that I thought would be difficult to say again no matter what, was uttered as naturally as eating and drinking.

The rift in front of the mother and son due to time disappeared without a trace in such a silent smile.

--I am back.

--Welcome back.

This is the simplest and most touching love story in the world.