Lady Sharo of Onmyoji

"Master Qingming, you are finally back."

Seeing Qingming Xiaobai again, he almost cried bitterly. He couldn't imagine that if Master Qingming came back a little later, what terrible things would happen at home, Madam, she is a little unreliable!

Xiaobai's expression was too expectant, and Qingming asked in a timely manner: "Did something happen when I was gone?"

Xiaobai was about to say something, but Qiye abruptly changed the subject: "Why don't you see Mr. Boya?"

"It's a long story."

Seimei talked about Kagura in detail, and Boya temporarily stayed at Kamo's house, only lamenting that life is capricious.

"Kagura has grown up?" Qiye was also surprised: "Can I go back and see Kagura?"

"Xiaobai also wants to see Lord Kagura."

"Hmm..." Qingming thought for a while, "Let's go in a few days. I'll go with you in a few days."

The twins glanced at each other and said in unison: "We don't want to go home yet."

"Yingcao follows the master, where the master goes, Yingcao will go there." The big monster is not as important as the master, so he ignores it.

This is big and small, Qingming said to himself: "It feels like an old hen is leading... a group of little chickens..."

"Qingming-san." Qiye's voice was very gentle: "Haven't you asked your elder brother about the whereabouts of Master Eight Hundred Bhikuni?"

"This..." Qingming hesitated for a moment before saying, "Brother Baoxian said that the [-]-year-old bhikkhuni has gone wandering."

"Yunyou?"

Why did he wander around all of a sudden? And he just left as he said, and he didn't know what to say.

Qiye felt a little inexplicable.

Sudden.

"Is Qingming back?"

There was a red wind blowing in front of Qiye again, the wind could hardly open his eyes, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Shuten-douji holding Seimei's collar...

There was a lingering sound in the red wind.

Come with me to see the red leaves...

Qiye was not interested in the polygamy, so she continued to sit in the room and drink tea... It's just that the furnishings in the room were blown into a mess, and she had to clean it up again, which is annoying!

In a blink of an eye, she was the only one left in the room again, Gemini, Yingcao, and Baijiang probably went to join in the fun with Seimei-san.

She subconsciously poured two cups of tea... It's really become a habit.

Facing the air, Qiye seemed to be talking to herself: "I am the only one left here, will you accompany me?"

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"It's strange that you don't want to talk to me even though you are willing to stay here."

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"Actually, you've been following me, right?"

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"who are you?"

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"Is it my former shikigami?"

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"..."

Qiye silently took out a piece of black gouyu, thought about it, then dipped her hand in some tea and drew a pentagram symbol on the floor, which is better than nothing.

Then put the black hook jade in the center of the pentagram, but how to summon it?

She didn't use any special spells when she summoned Yingcao. She thought it would be better to do whatever she wanted, so her summoning words were relatively simple.

"The messenger hidden in the dark, I take my soul as a bond, please show up and see."

The water mark of the pentagram suddenly flashed a soft light, and the light immediately dissipated, and even the water mark disappeared.

With a sound of 'Kala', the black Gouyu rolled on the ground and was finally picked up by a bare hand.

Looking up along the plain hand, it is a blue color, with snow-white slender legs hanging down from the blue kimono, and the dark red and blue lotus one-foot lace-up shoe wraps the small feet, the hazy blue The hair and eyes have the feeling of a girl, but they are also mixed with the breath of Yu Jie, which is really a contradiction.

In front of Qiye, a beautiful woman is sitting on the handle of a gorgeous palace lantern in a charming posture.

Completely dumbfounded.

The woman in Tsing Yi rubbed the black Gouyu, as if she was studying something, and then asked Qiye: "Brown sugar crisp? Will you become more powerful after eating it?"

Qiye Lianxin stopped: "You can't eat it."

"why?"

"After you eat it, my soul will exist in your body, that is, you have signed a contract with me, and you will be ordered by me in the future..." She is a ghost, so she has no children and grandchildren, so there is no talk of shikigami inheritance on.

The woman in Tsing Yi hesitated for a moment, then asked again: "Do you have a ghost story?"

"..." The topic changed too quickly, and Qiye didn't catch it.

"I feel a strong sense of story in you."

The woman in Tsing Yi hugged Qiye and sucked Qiye's breath fiercely, her expression was very intoxicated: "This is the smell of ghost stories, this smell is really great."

Qiye trembled and didn't dare to move. She had heard about addiction, but she hadn't heard that listening to ghost stories can also be addictive... It seemed that eating her would satisfy her cravings, which made her a little scared Feel.

There was a light and crisp sound of 'crack, bang, bang', the sound of teeth biting into brown sugar crisps.

Who is eating brown sugar crisps... No!

Qiye belatedly discovered that the woman in Tsing Yi had eaten the black Gouyu.

So, a contract is formed.

"Now I am Mrs. Qiye, your shikigami, please don't be stingy, and please tell me all the ghost stories you know without hesitation!" The woman in Tsing Yi said with pride: "And I will do my best for everyone work for you."

Qiye was a little frustrated: "I have lost my memory, so how can I tell you any stories?"

The woman in Tsing Yi asked curiously: "Madam Qiye, don't you know?"

"what do you know?"

"Mrs. Qiye, you... are you a ghost?"

Qiye nodded.

The woman in Tsing Yi said seriously: "So, your existence and what happened around you are all ghost stories."

"..."

It felt so reasonable, but she was speechless.

With an idea, Qiye asked back: "Since my existence is a ghost story, then I don't need to spend my time trying to find ghost stories for you?"

The woman in Tsing Yi looked at Qiye with the eyes of "you are stupid", and then said "hehe" twice: "Silly madam, ghost stories! I never have too many."

So she still has to help her collect stories?

How do you feel that summoning this shikigami is purely enough to support you? Why is she not as well-behaved as Yingcao?

"Then, now tell me about the 'story book' you talked about just now." The woman in Tsing Yi said with an extremely excited expression: "I smell the smell of ghost stories again."

"The storybook?"

By the way, storybooks are also storybooks, and there are also ghost stories, which were left behind by Sha Luo in the past. There are several books, and it is said that there are more circulating on the market...

Qiye seemed to see the dawn in the dark night.

Then he quickly organized the script and moved it in front of the woman in Tsing Yi.

"That's all, you look through it first and see if you like it."

If you don't like it, I'll be in trouble.

The woman in Tsing Yi casually flipped through a few pages of every book, and finally wanted to take them all away without saying a word...

Does that mean I like it very much?

The woman in Tsing Yi said simply: "I'm looking for a quiet place to read now, call me when you need me, and I'll be there right away."

"What... I don't know your name yet."

"Me? My name is Qing Xingdeng." Seemingly remembering something important, Qing Xingdeng put down the book, and Qing Xingdeng said directly: "Since I am a Shikigami of Mrs. Qiye, please give me another name, so that it will be special. ah."

After speaking, he winked at Qiye, which was super fun.

"Name!"

For Qiye, each shikigami is special, and must have a special name.

After pondering for a long time, Qiye said slowly, "How about calling it...'Duye'?"

In the deep cold night, only the light stayed with the night alone.

"Although there is no word 'lamp', it has the feeling of a lamp." Qingdengxing thought for a while, and then said cheerfully: "I am Du Ye, please take care of me from the master in the future."

A shikigami who wants a lot of ghost stories, she won't be able to do without a lot of care in the future.

"Suddenly I feel very powerful."

Could it be Yuan Gu who was recognized and named by Mrs. Qiye?

Qingdengxing sat with a stack of books and her lamp continued to float in the air, floating back and forth, and stretched again: "It feels really comfortable all over the body! This is the effect of brown sugar crisps, it's really great."

"Ma'am, who are you talking to?"

Xiaobai pushed open the paper door with his front paws, it was really strange that there was only his wife in the room.

Qing Xingdeng flashed happily, Qiye only said: "I am talking to myself!"

"It doesn't matter that much." Xiaobai ran to Qiye's side, and then lay down on Qiye's lap, and Qiye smoothed its hair smoothly.

"It's still so comfortable."

Xiao Bai closed his eyes and enjoyed it. Since the two little masters came, Madam didn't have time to take care of it like this... No, no! It didn't come here to enjoy Madam's care.

A swift smoke rolled down from Qiye's legs.

"Madam, Xiaobai is closely monitoring their every move, and came here to report to you."

Qiye was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, Bai Jiang is actually a little spy, the key point is that this little spy belongs to her family, Qiye was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little funny.

"Baijiang betrayed Qingming-san like this, Qingming-san will be angry." Qiye's expression was very serious, but it was actually pretending.

Xiaobai's serious look is also very cute.

"Master Qingming won't be angry. Xiaobai feels that Master Qingming actually wants his wife to know."

Qingming hoped that her every move over there would be known to her, so did Xiaobai acquiesce in being a spy?So Xiaobai is just a mouthpiece, not a spy.

Qiye thought about it carefully, only then realized that she had been tricked again.

Suddenly, she felt that the combined routines of the two Qingming senior brothers might not be able to finish in her lifetime.

"What's more, in Xiaobai's eyes, a husband and wife are one body with two faces, and Master Qingming and Madam are one body with two faces. Is there anything Master Qingming can't let Madam know?"

One body with two sides or something, one body with three sides is more appropriate.But even husband and wife can't be completely honest, a little secret is allowed, otherwise the other party can see clearly, and the other party can see their own clearly, that's really terrible.

Qingming's group of shikigami, I really wish she would pair up with Qingming and send them to the couch, otherwise she would not give up.

Xiaobai asked tentatively: "Master Qingming's treatment of the ghost girl Hongye, doesn't Madam want to know?"

Qiye said simply: "I really don't want to know."

Xiaobai was startled, and then his eyes seemed to be flooded with water. They were tears... This must be too fast.

In the next second, Xiaobai cried loudly: "I just know Madam doesn't like Master Qingming, so I don't care about Master Qingming at all. Even if Master Qingming is snatched away by another woman, Madam won't care..."

Uh! Qiye suddenly realized that what Xiaobai said was quite correct, she seemed to think so.

like?That's it? I'm a little uncertain.It's just that Xiaobai said it so directly, she felt a little guilty.

"Xiaobai can see that Madam actually likes that Hei Qingming better! That Hei Qingming remembers everything, can talk, and can please Madam..." Xiaobai muttered, crying like a waterfall: "But Hei Qingming is a bad person, our Master Qingming is an honest person, although he is not as sophisticated as Hei Qingming, but...but Master Qingming treats his wife sincerely."

Do you really treat her?Why did she only feel his politeness and alienation? Even if she occasionally sensed his sincerity, he quickly covered it up, and he didn't seem to want to fall in love with her.

"Is it true that you answered that sentence, or are honest people more disadvantaged?" Xiaobai cried even worse: "Wow... Xiaobai is so sad. Lord Qingming's parents died when he was young. She left early, and Master Qingming lost her memory again, and she finally looked forward to returning to her husband, who would have thought... Qingming is so pitiful, Madam, you can't treat him like this! How can you live without you, Master Qingming?"

Qiye's black line, although she knew that Xiaobai had some 'special' skills, she cried like Qingming died, she was really incapable of accepting it.

Maybe Xiaobai's crying is too ugly, maybe Xiaobai's acting skills are not up to the mark, or it's too deliberate to show her misery, not only did not arouse her sympathy, but also made her ears hurt and her eyes were so tired... …

"It might be better to be more natural and sincere."

"..." Xiaobai was stunned. What is Madam talking about?

"Yes! That's how it is. Sometimes weeping silently wins more sympathy than crying loudly."

"... Xiaobai understands!"

"Also, your lines are terrible."

"Woooooooooooo..."

Qiye said sternly: "Don't cry anymore!"

Xiao Bai's crying stopped abruptly, is Madam angry?

Then Qiye took out the handkerchief and wiped away the tears from Xiaobai's eyes, hugged Xiaobai into her arms, groaned with her chin, and said softly: "There are many helpless things in this world, and these things It’s not that our hard work will produce results.” Qiye sighed softly: “It’s because we know that there will be no good results, so we shouldn’t have any extra feelings, otherwise we will be stuck in the mud at the end and we won’t be able to end well. These feelings are wasted in vain, and even these feelings will become a sharp weapon to hurt people."

She understands these things, and Qingming understands even more, so they both avoid their feelings for each other and their own.

"Because I knew there would be no good results, so I stopped working hard..." Xiaobai murmured, "Will you regret it in the future?"

Do you regret it?After drinking Mengpo soup, she will be reincarnated immediately, and will not remember what happened in the previous life... If you don't remember, how can you talk about the word "regret"?

As for Seimei-san, maybe he will regret it for a while, but living people are relatively forgetful. After this period of regret, he will start a new life.

Xiaobai vaguely heard his wife say: "Regret is not important, not at all."

So what is important, it wants to ask, but the lady looks so sad, so he can't ask.

Master Qingming, Xiaobai can only help you here.

"By the way." Qiye suddenly remembered to return to the topic, or wanted to change the topic: "How is Hongye?"

Xiaobai jumped down from Qiye's lap: "The ghost girl Hongye... Madam actually cares about Lord Qingming very much..."

Why did you come back again?Looking at Xiaobai's excited expression, which seemed to be full of words, Qiye made a 'stop' gesture first, and said decisively: "I ask, you answer."

Xiaobai nodded, only then did he realize that it was making too much trouble today, and Madam was afraid it would be annoying.

"How did Hongye become so weak?"

Looking at Qiye, Hongye is actually quite strong, there are not many ghosts who can make her like that, or other onmyojis?

"The night tour of the ghosts last time, does Madam know?"

Qiye nodded: "Jiping said that Hongye was also in the team of Hundred Ghosts of the Night Walk at that time. Could it be that something happened to Hongye that night?"

"It was that night." Xiaobai said: "After the team of the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts left the capital that night, they were all confused by a breath for some reason, and the ghost girl Hongye was no exception...According to her, when she was awake, she was in the In a dark cave, I witnessed the black smoke of the cave swallowing a large number of ghosts. Even the ghost girl Hongye was almost swallowed by the black smoke. It's almost devoured..."

Qiye frowned: "Let out the breath to confuse the prey, and then lead the prey to a specific place, devour it, what is that black smoke?"

"I don't know about that." Xiaobai whispered: "According to the ghost girl Hongye's description, that cave should be in the Valley of Sin in Heiye Mountain, and the Valley of Sin is the place where Yamato no Orochi is sealed..."

The author has something to say: I have never raised a Qingdeng, but I feel that Qingdeng looks like this.