Inquisitor's Melancholy

If there is any sandbag that is strong, it must be Lixian.

It can be called the White Tibetan Lord in Yimulian.

This was Seimei's only feeling when she looked at Lixian, who was bruised and swollen, bleeding all over the ground and still able to bounce around, grabbing Xiaohumaru's hair to play with.

"Don't you need to bandage your wound?" Qingming couldn't help asking, not to mention whether this person has no pain, according to this injury, he will bleed out to death, right?His face has turned pale, is it really okay?No matter how powerful the spiritual power is, it is only a human being, and it is easy for a human to die.

"This level of injury is just right. My body has strong spiritual power, so neither gods nor monsters can possess me. Only when I am dying, the spiritual power will actively repair the injury in order to keep this body alive. , this is the time when my spiritual power is the weakest, and it is also... the time when I can be possessed by the dead."

After all, a small paper figure appeared between Li Xian's fingers, he put the small paper figure to his lips, and breathed lightly, the little paper figure was burned by a burst of blue flames, and at the same time, Li Xian closed his mouth. eyes.

After listening to Li Xian's explanation, Qingming still had doubts and didn't ask, and saw that Li Xian, who should have fallen asleep, woke up quickly, and when he opened his eyes again, those dark eyes had turned into beautiful pale eyes. Purple.

Li Xian got up slowly, looked at his hands and body, couldn't help pursing his lips and smiling, and whispered, "Thank you, Lord Judge."

"Husband."

Two simple words overflowed from Lixian's mouth, and she slowly walked towards Yuzao lying on the ground, a pity voice with a slight reproach sounded in the silent courtyard, "How can you lie on the ground?" What? You'll catch a cold."

Just as in the memory of the gentle hand touching his cheek, Yuzao felt the warmth of his eye sockets, which made his vision blurred. He stretched out a hand to wipe it with difficulty. At this time, he saw what appeared in front of his eyes. , his wife.

"You still want to see me?" Tamazamo asked bitterly.

"Of course, I came here just to see you." The maiden smiled slightly, and gently straightened Tamazamo's messy hair, and passed her fingertips through his dark hair, smooth and cool. Such a temperature, she It has been a long time since I felt it.

"But I killed a lot of people, you don't like me killing people..."

"Yes, but this does not affect my love for you, my husband, no one is more important than you." The maiden squatting next to Yuzao, slowly brushed the eyebrows of Yuzao with her fingertips, and then to Cheeks, as if wanting to engrave his face in his heart.It has been a thousand years, and she has not been reincarnated for a long time, just to accompany him like this again.

Looking at the majestic big monster Tamamo, who was resting on his lap, he smiled gratifiedly like a child, and the shrine maiden also laughed.

"So, please live a good life for yourself, husband. Your power is not for killing, but for protection, isn't it?"

"I used to want to protect you, but the gods took you away. I wanted to protect the children—" Tamazamo choked up, shifted his gaze to Hagoromo and Aika sitting beside him, and continued: "But they Brutally murdered by an onmyoji..."

"What else can I protect?... Heh, are these all destiny?"

Yuzao snorted lightly, he was empty, even Qingming, Ge Ye's only child, couldn't get out of such a miserable situation, Ge Ye said it was fate, but what is fate?Was he doomed to lose his child after losing his wife?Such a fate is not worth mentioning.

Even just once, he wanted to defeat fate.

At the very least, Seimei has to be protected and let him grow up purely like that.Looking at him, Yuzao felt that he could still touch something in his hand.

"Fate..., if meeting your husband is also destiny, I'm really happy." Miko first said with a smile as if falling into memories, then she tightly held Tamazamo's hand and interlocked his fingers, The tone was serious and serious: "Husband, please believe that as long as you are still alive, your hand will definitely be able to touch the other party."

Seeing the witch doing this, the two children also covered their hands, which were several sizes smaller, and the hands of the family were tightly connected together. warm.

Yes, he touched it.

This time, he touched it.

"Well, meeting you and having you is the happiest thing for me."

The other arm brought the two children over, Yuzao pressed their heads against their heads, closed his eyes, a tear flowed from the corner of his eyes, and dripped on the hands of the four in the middle, "I want you to worry about it. I'm sorry, it's all right now, I will do my best to protect what I can still protect."

"Ah."

Sensing the shrine maiden's small and reassuring reply, Tamamo turned her head to kiss her forehead, but was slapped away.The young man in his arms opened a pair of angry black eyes, "How long do you want to hug? My side is already in tatters, and it hurts so much that I'm about to die."

Although spiritual power will help Lixian repair the wound, its function is probably like the platelets in the human body. Yes, you are right, the one who works hard every week to scar the wound for the owner of the body .So now Lixian just stopped the bleeding, and his body didn't get better.

Struggling out of Tamamozen's embrace, Retsuto stood up unsteadily, and explained to Tamamozen, who was still stuck in the memory and couldn't extricate himself: "You are not dreaming, it is indeed a witch who appeared in front of you just now, but she is already It's a dead spirit, you can't see her without a body, so I have to lend her my body."

After Li Xian finished speaking, he glanced from where he was lying down to where he was now. Even though the distance was very close, the blood that spread all the way was flowing from him.

It's unimaginable how Miko walked through these few steps with such a broken body enduring the severe pain. You know that he is now... But even if he moves, his body feels severe pain.

"Qingguang, come help me, my back hurts, and my chest hurts too..." Li Xian gasped in pain. If it wasn't because the dead spirits can only possess humans, he would not be willing to suffer this kind of pain, after all This feeling of being about to die is much scarier than real death.

When Li Xian came back to his senses and looked at his sword man, he found that they were all standing in the same place with delicate expressions. Li Xian looked at Qingming again, and even Qingming covered his face, pretending Coughed.

"Cough, to be honest, Li Xian, it's a little disgusting to hear you call Yuzao's ex-husband, and you still caress his cheek and hair so gently."

"what?"

During the time when he lent his body out, Lixian, who had no knowledge of what the priestess had done, felt a little regretful. Anyway, at least it was his body.

But seeing that Yu Zaoqian's eyes were clear, no longer the gloomy look before, Li Xian also felt relieved, the ending is good, no matter what the process is, it doesn't matter.All in all, his sacrifices were worth it, weren't they?

"Lixian, let Yuzao let go of her hatred and find the meaning of life again. Is this the purpose of your coming here?"

One of Seimei's shikigami, Yingcao has the effect of healing wounds, and under her treatment, Lixian's injuries have fully recovered.Under Lixian's order, the swordsmen took Hagoromo and Aika back to Honmaru first, and the two children were able to go back in time and space with Lixian. It is the limit to come to this era. If you stay for a long time, I am afraid that the spirit will be affected. , After returning, the government of the time will arrange a reasonable place for them.

So Rezuru, who was left alone in the Heian period, was sitting with Seimei under a tree drinking at the moment.

It's just that neither of them is a good drinker, so they just drink lightly.

"I'm not that great, Seimei, do you think I'm a good person?" Picking up the small wine saucer, Lixian watched a cherry blossom petal fall into it, the corners of his lips raised, shook slightly, and then rippled The wine was drunk by him along with the petals.

"At the very least, the person who is willing to lend his body to the undead to let Yuzao feel a moment of happiness is not a bad person." Qingming also drank a glass of wine, and when he spoke, there was a fragrance of wine in his mouth.

The day he met Li Xian for the first time, he felt that Li Xian should be "black", pure black, black without impurities, and also black that takes over everything. Such a person is both the simplest and the most complicated of.

"Hehe, interesting answer. But Seimei, do you know? The reason I am willing to lend my body to the maiden is because only a maiden can touch Tamamomae's heart. Otherwise, you think I can eliminate Tamamomae's desire Is it the determination to mess up the yin and yang realms?"

Li Xian poured another glass of wine, and he watched his pupils reflected in the wine, and his pupils reflected in the wine, like an endless loop.

He is not a good person, Li Xian knows this better than anyone else, but he is not a bad person either, the difference between good and bad is like a child's dislike, but this world is not decided by children.

"Let's not talk about that, Seimei, Onikiri, it's okay.

"Onikiri? He has forgotten the memory of meeting you in the illusion, and now you, to him... are probably a stranger with superb swordsmanship?" Seimei recalled that Onikiri made special notes on Reizumi's swordsmanship On this matter, he frowned and said.Good is good, but the next time he sees the other party wearing a Charm, he will probably die a miserable death.

"That's good, my fate with him will not begin until a long time later."

After the feast was over, dawn rose in the sky, and Qingming woke up faintly, and found that she was wearing a white cloak, and Lixian had disappeared in front of her eyes, only a small fox puppet was left beside the wine dish. The look of being naive.

Qingming stretched out his hand to hold the fox puppet in his palm, as if there was still warmth left on it, he smiled lightly, "Sure enough, he is a good person."

The author has something to say:

In fact, every time my uncle said that Qingming was innocent (this is really not my private design, it was said by him in his biography), I wanted to tell my uncle, do you know that when your eldest nephew was young, he wanted to save his life? Xiaobai, pretending to be dead and cheating on an onmyoji?