[Comprehensive] Natsume Reiko's trip

The bright moon in the night sky sheds a clear light.Worthy of your collection…

Here is a short mountain across the traffic arteries.

There is a dirt road on the mountain that humans walk out with their feet, but now there are no footprints on this road, and some of them are only swarms of spiders with eight legs curled up in the sky, which have become corpses.

The spider's corpse made a carpet leading to the throne on top of the hill--the hill-like thing with a long knife stuck in its back.

Yuan Boya took out two wine jugs from his arms, threw one into the hand of the big tengu, then took a big gulp, and sat down against the corpse of the soil spider, grinning.

"Thanks, brother. If you hadn't helped me block that blow this time, it wouldn't be as simple as getting a little skin trauma."

This time, the opponent was unexpectedly strong. It was an earth spider in its heyday, independent and wanted to create a group alone.

If it is one-on-one, neither Yuan Boya nor the big tengu who is still in the growth stage is its opponent.

Before Boya underestimated the power of the earth spider, it tore the enchantment to pieces.If Ootengu hadn't used his hard feathers and the power of the wind to help Boya block the angry blow of the soil spider, it is probably not just the soil spider that fell on the ground now.

The big tengu's face was a little pale, even though he was seriously injured now.However, the recovery ability of monsters is much stronger than that of humans.Humans need to lie down for several months to recover from injuries, but for Ootengu, it is only a few days of weakness.

The big tengu pulled out the cork on the jug, and the rich aroma of wine came from the jug.He had also drank the sake brewed by the monk, and the light and slightly sweet wine was completely incomparable to the spirit in front of him.

Following Yuan Boya's example, he gulped it down directly, and then couldn't help coughing: "Cough, cough cough."

Boya gloated at the sight: "Isn't this your first time drinking a bar? Tsk tsk, this is a tribute from the royal family, and I can only get so much. It's a waste to drink it for you."

Under the influence of the wine, the blood flow in Boya's whole body gradually accelerated, and the wound that had faintly stopped bleeding before ruptured again, but Boya didn't care.

The big tengu struggled for a while, but still threw the flagon back to Yuan Boya's chest.

Boya let out another "tsk", leaned on the soil spider lazily, and looked up to admire the bright moon: "I said, you guys, you really have no fun at all. It’s really boring. Big tengu, don’t you have anything else you want to do?”

The big tengu imitated Boya and looked at the sky, with two crescent moons reflected in his golden eyes: "It is my mission to protect the tengu clan."

"We are quite alike, we both have something we want to protect." Boya took a sip of wine, his expression became a bit bitter, "I keep challenging the strong, so that I can constantly break through myself , Become stronger. When no one is stronger than me, I will return to Heianjing and take my sister back!"

Yuan Boya is not a fool, on the contrary, he is a child of the royal family. He has seen many power struggles since he was a child.

Even if they were given the "Yuan" surname later, they would still be a well-known family.

Kagura is the daughter of the patriarch, and her status is not much lower than that of the princess.Such a high-status person, but after the disappearance, the patriarch of the Minamoto clan didn't even have anything to look for, which shows how many things were involved in it.

Therefore, Boya chose to become stronger and stronger than anyone else.He wants to use absolute power to break the shackles of power and take back the treasure that belongs to him.

Daitengu stood aside, quietly listening to Boya's narration.

When Kagura and Boya met for the first time, Kagura rode a horse on Boya's neck, Kagura and Boya enjoyed flowers together, and Kagura danced awkwardly in front of Boya.

He also gradually remembered the Rumu eyes of those little tengus looking at him, and the cold lines on his face gradually softened.

This time, do you want to go to the human city to buy some gifts to take back?

Boya was already a little drunk. He stood up staggeringly, and pulled out the flute stuck in his waist: "You can play the flute, right? We've tried twice and it's a tie. Why don't we try something else?"

Ootengu didn't refuse, he didn't know much about the elegance of human beings, but the flute was just an exception.

Two different pieces of music sounded in the evening wind at the same time. At first, the sound was not high, but it quickly became high in the tit-for-tat confrontation, and even the frequency of the fingers on the flute began to speed up.

Intense and somewhat harsh sounds collided in the air, like two generals standing with swords on the battlefield, riding tall horses, fighting with each other.

The two pieces of music ended at the same time in a noise that made people want to go crazy. Minamoto Hiroya and Ootengu gasped together because they hadn't breathed for a long time, their eyes collided, and they laughed together again.

"Ha! Haha! This is really nonsense." Boya propped his knees and smiled wryly, never expecting him to be so childish.

The big tengu also shook his head, showing a rare freedom.

After their breathing calmed down, the two tacitly picked up the flute again and nodded together.

The music sounded again.

This time, it is still two different pieces, without rhythm, just follow your heart.It's just that the music this time is different from the tit-for-tat confrontation just now, but gradually merged to form an ensemble.

There was no communication, no deliberate cooperation, just like this, each boasting their own way, but they jointly completed a masterpiece that was natural.

On the ground is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and in the sky is the spotless moonlight. A man and a demon stand on the horrifying skeleton of a soil spider, playing music that is incompatible with the atmosphere at this time.

After the song was played, Yuan Boya grinned at the big tengu, and then fell directly to the ground, snoring loudly.

The big tengu glanced at the sleeping Boya, put down the flute, leaned against the tree trunk, and closed his eyes under the moonlight.

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Under the morning sun, the two fists touched lightly, and then retracted at the same time.

Yuan Boya raised his bow and carried an arrow, and waved gently to the big tengu: "When I return from practicing, I will definitely defeat you!"

Big Tengu smiled: "I'll wait."

"After defeating you, let's drink and play the flute together!"

"it is good."

Amid Yuan Boya's heroic laughter, the backs of the two gradually moved away, and they went down the mountain at the same time from different directions.

One will continue his path of practice, and the other will return to Mount Anma to guard a pure land.

Who knows what it will be like when we meet next time?

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When Daitengu pretended to be a human, bought toys and snacks and returned to Mount Kurama, a lingering smell of blood penetrated his nose.

An extremely ominous premonition lingered in Ootengu's heart. He no longer cared about the gadgets in his hand, threw the gift on the ground and rushed to the top of the mountain as fast as he could.

Corpses, corpses everywhere, corpses belonging to the Tengu clan.

The big tengu's eyes began to turn red, and the peaceful evil spirit around him became fierce.

who is it?Who is it!Will attack his people!

Obviously, their Tengu clan has always been aloof from the world, and has never had conflicts with any humans or monsters.

The more you go to the top of the mountain, the more corpses, and the corpses are not only belonging to tengus, but more are humans wearing simple armor.

These groups of humans are robber gangs made up of ronin. After they broke into this mountain with nowhere to go, a certain kind-hearted little tengu gave them something out of sympathy.

For the desperadoes, humans and monsters are the same, as long as there is food, it is worth their lives.

Moreover, these monsters are much weaker than imagined, and most of them have no combat experience.

Humans in this era are not as weak as imagined. It is not only the extremely rare onmyoji who can kill demons and demons. On the contrary, even warriors with some ability can kill demons.It's just that in Heian-kyo, where onmyoji gather, nobles are more accustomed to seeking help from onmyoji than samurai.

Therefore, for the robbers, apart from the fact that the flying ability is too troublesome, the Tengu is no more difficult to deal with than the officers and soldiers outside.

Because of hundreds of years of peace, the Tengu in Mount Anma has long forgotten how cruel fighting is.Except for a very small number of tengu who have been Shikigami, most of them have no combat experience.

The big tengu protected them so well!That's why he was so easily defeated by the gang of robbers.

"Master Big Tengu!"

"You're back, Ootengu-sama!"

Scattered voices came from the top of the mountain. They were clansmen who survived the battle, and almost everyone was injured.

"Master Otengu, I'm sorry, we didn't protect our people well." An adult tengu lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look Ootengu directly in the eyes.

The vast majority of those who died were old tengu who could not fly, and young tengu who had not yet learned to fly.

After the robbers attacked the mountain, the first reaction of the inexperienced tengus was to fly to avoid them. It was probably this cowardly behavior that gave the robbers the courage to slaughter. The tengus who could not fly were killed by the robbers.

Seeing this, the angry adult tengu rushed down without any rules and fought desperately with the experienced robbers, and only reacted after being seriously injured to organize a counterattack.

In the end, although he won, he definitely suffered a heavy loss.

With red eyes, the big tengu walked silently in front of the dead body of the elder tengu lying in the middle.

That was the Elder Tengu who brought him up single-handedly, just like his father.

Before he left, the elder nodded and smiled at him, encouraging him to see the outside world.

But in the blink of an eye, he had already turned into a cold corpse.

There are also those little tengu who wove garlands for him, obviously they are still so young, they obviously have not really seen the world, and they have already been ruthlessly killed.

What did they do wrong?

The big tengu clenched his fist tightly, and he didn't even notice that his sharp nails pierced his palm.

He wants to kill.

But the enemy is dead, who should he kill?

"I'll bury it myself!" Big Tengu squeezed out the words from his throat, his eyes were terribly red, but he didn't cry.

One day, it rained, falling on the freshly turned soil.

The big tengu placed the garlands one by one on the soil, with the sleeping clansmen underneath.

In the coming year, the soil here will grow flowers and plants again, and new tengus will be born.

Maybe it won't be long before the Tengu clan will come out of the pain and live stronger.

However, some things never go back.

Such as the carefree laughter, such as the simple happiness of Ootengu.

Daitengu didn't want to see humans again, but he also knew that the disaster of Tengu had nothing to do with the monks of Kurama Temple, so he drove all the monks down the mountain, and sat on the roof silently, looking at the sky.

He didn't understand why things turned out like this. Isn't it wrong not to fight or grab?Is it possible to protect oneself only by constantly killing and plundering?

Was my behavior in the past really wrong?

"The fault is not you, but this world." A slightly hoarse voice came from the big tengu's ear.

The big tengu turned around sharply, and then saw a man.

A man in a purple safari suit, a black hat, and his face painted black.

"I am Onmyoji Abe Seimei, follow me, I can bring you the world you want."

Daitengu remembered that this was what Abe Seimei said to him, which changed his entire destiny.