I didn't expect you to be such an onmyoji.

Yuan Dongshi opened his ten fingers and waved in front of Qingming's eyes. After all, he was a well-known onmyoji in Heianjing, and it should be no problem for mere ghost claws.And Qingming just took back his bat fan, looked at Yuan Dongshi's long nails, and said to Yuan Dongshi with a smile: "Miss Shizi, just go home and cut it." Yuan Dongshi suddenly felt that it was hard on Qingming. Grinding the claws is also a good option.

She snorted, put her hands back into her wide sleeves, and looked at Mizhen again. At this moment, Mizhen was standing quietly by the pool, and the stone lamp on the roadside was in a trance. She couldn't see the expression on Mizhen's face clearly. This seemingly tall and strong monk seems to be walking precariously on the edge of a cliff. One step back is a safe place, and one step forward is a bottomless abyss. Although his face is calm, he doesn't know how stormy his heart is. .

After thinking about it, she still said, "Master Mizhen, Chacha is no longer here."

Mizhen nodded and said softly: "I know."

He lowered his hand, and the wet water divination paper talisman in his hand fell on the water surface of the pool again, causing slight ripples in circles.

Not far away, there was a sound of bells ringing in the Buddhist hall, and there was a faint scent of tea in the air, and there was even a faint hint of sandalwood.

"Master Mizhen, you know Chacha's feelings for you, right?" Yuan Dongshi asked.

Mizhen stood up straight and sighed: "Even if I know, what can I do? From love comes sorrow, and from love comes fear. The Buddha taught me that I have memorized it before I took the monk's precepts. Love parting, The Society of Resentment and Resentment, let go and return home, is nothing like that."

"If there was nothing wrong with it, then these things wouldn't have happened." Yuan Dongshi said.

She glanced at the pool, and she could vaguely see a corner of the white paper talisman under the dim light, "Even if the master has stopped going down the mountain, he will not be ignorant of the concubines who have prayed and left from the Guichuan Shrine. Can Junyi get sick after returning home?" Mizhen said, "She is an idiot."

"She is not the only one who is crazy." Yuan Dongshi said.

Mizhen remained silent.

When the lingering sound of the last bell gradually dissipated, Mizhen sighed and said, "I can't be Ananda, and she can't be a Matanga, so that's how it ends."

"So, Master Mizhen never went down the mountain again, nor taught Buddhism to others?" Qingming asked.

Mizhen smiled wryly: "I can't even cross myself, can I cross people?"

"She has no name. I gave her a name, but I didn't want to confine her to this square inch. I couldn't give her what she wanted, but I didn't want others to hold what she wanted in front of her." Mizhen Slowly said, "I think I betrayed the Buddha, so I dedicated the rest of my life to the Buddha, and I betrayed her, but I don't have the rest of my life to give to her." He looked at Yuan Dongshi and smiled, "So Miss Persimmon is right, she is not the only one who is crazy."

Yuan Dongshi wanted to say something, but he saw Qingming took a few steps forward. He walked to the pool, bent down and picked up the white paper talisman floating quietly on the water.

"So Master Mizhen wants to give her an afterlife?" Qingming turned to look at Mizhen.

Only then did Yuan Dongshi remember that when Chacha was about to kill Mizhen, Mizhen did not dodge or dodge, and there was even a sense of relief in his eyes.She looked at Mizhen, but after Mizhen hesitated a little, she said: "If she hates me, then it doesn't matter if I give her my life."

Qingming sighed, shook her head, and said, "How could she be willing to kill you?"

He threw the paper talisman back into the water, and the water-soaked paper talisman sank into the bottom of the water with some weight and disappeared.He said: "When I elicited her resentment, I found another strange and powerful evil spirit attached to her. She was originally just a weak and lonely soul hovering under the bridge and could not escape. Every day, listening to the morning bell and evening drum of the Guichuan Shrine, When you come down from the mountain and walk across the bridge, just listening to your footsteps may be very satisfying. She didn't have the ability to curse until this demonic force invaded. However, her curse was nothing more than It’s just to make those Ji Jun who have received your personal divination become sick and want to force you to go down the mountain.” As he spoke, he smiled and narrowed his slender eyes, “Master Mizhen, sorrow arises from love, Fear arises from love, the Buddha's verses are indeed good, but after she returned to the west, her wish to see you was not entirely groundless."

Seimei's words made Mizhen's body stiffen suddenly, and even Yuan Dongshi was a little surprised. She guessed many stories of resentment at the beginning, but she didn't expect that the truth of the matter was like this.

She opened her eyes wide and asked, "But... Chacha really wanted to kill Master Mizhen just now..."

"Being cursed by the demon power, how could there be no backlash?" Qingming said, "The obsession is too deep, and she is infected by the demon power. She probably thinks that as long as she kills the person who makes her suffer, she can be freed from that bridge."

From beginning to end, the water divination incident was just the obsession of a dead soul under the bridge.

No resentment, no hatred.

Mizhen was silent for a long time, until his shoulders began to tremble slightly, as if he was desperately suppressing something that was about to explode, he slightly hooked his back, and then said: "Mr. Qingming... is she... still there."

Seimei shook his head: "It's gone." He looked up at the swaying lanterns under the eaves, and said, "Master Mizhen can still guard this shrine as if he never brought back an unknown woman to Hachiman. , you are still Buddha's beloved disciple Ananda, and you have never met a Matanga woman who can shake you."

After saying that, he turned around, looked at Yuan Dongshi, and said, "Miss Shizi, let's go down the mountain."

There was a smile in his eyes, but in Yuan Dongshi's eyes, the smile only floated in the corner of his eyes, and didn't enter his eyes.It was only at this time that Yuan Dongshi realized that Seimei seemed to be smiling all the time, but the smile was always so distant.

Yuan Dongshi went down the mountain with Qingming, she walked around the rockery, followed the stone path, and followed the way she came, until she came to the torii gate of the shrine.There are no crows parked on the corner of the flying eaves, and the slightly scary atmosphere before is gone.She was not completely dry yet, and although the night was a little scorching hot, Yuandong Persimmon, who was drenched all over, couldn't help shivering when the night wind blew past.

She tightened the single clothes on her body, but suddenly felt a warm feeling beside her. She turned her head and saw that there seemed to be a burning lantern beside her. She was stunned until the lantern opened. Eyes, met her eyes, then blinked.

Yuan Dongshi twitched the corner of his mouth, looked up at Seimei: "Isn't this my shikigami lantern ghost!"

Qingming's face was very clear under the light of the fire. With a smile on his face, he raised his hand, and waved a blue paper talisman in his hand: "The paper talisman that Suzaku pulled out from Miss Shishi's arms before is given to Shizi. Miss, and this one."

On the top of the blue paper talisman, there is a sign of platycodon, and on the bottom is a picture of a lantern ghost.

Yuan Dongshi had no expression on her face, she looked down at the bird that landed on her shoulder, held back for a long time, and then said: "Although I am thanking you for turning the situation around at a critical moment, but the spell, if you draw one, you will be fine." alright."

What if I take away her Shuten-douji Ibaraki-douji and the lord of Arakawa!

The bird blinked, and tilted its head.

Yuan Dongshi reluctantly turned his head away.

This is foul.

Seimei smiled, and handed the paper talisman to Yuan Dongshi, and when he walked past the torii gate first, and was about to go down the lamp offering approach, Yuan Dongshi also followed, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the torii gate. A nameless lamp, she thought about it, called Qingming in front of her, and asked, "Is Chacha really gone?"

Qingming listened to her question, turned around, smiled at her, then reached out and handed something to Yuan Dongshi.

Yuan Dongshi reached out to take it, but saw that what Qingming handed over was the bat fan he had never left before, she raised her eyes to look at Qingming, Qingming was still smiling, she coughed a few times, and slowly opened the fan.

She has seen Qingming's bat fan before. It has five bamboo ribs and only one proud red plum blossom on the fan. , Gold and silver foil painting fans.But at this time, with the light of the lantern ghost, she saw that the plum blossoms on the fan had disappeared, and instead, there was a lonely bridge. Standing beside the bridge was a beautiful young girl with stubborn eyes, and she was dressed in a red plum color. .

Yuan Dongshi opened his eyes wide, but he heard Qingming say: "This bat fan, please give it to Miss Shizi."

Yuan Dongshi raised his head to look at Qingming, closed his fan hastily, ran up with the hem of his skirt, and asked, "Qingming, how do you know that Chacha was bewitched by the demonic power of that ghost face, and actually didn't want to kill those sick people?" From the noble ladies in Beijing?"

Qingming looked at her with a smile, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and then said: "I once said that I just met Chacha. In fact, when she was alive, I only heard about her, but when I really saw her, it was in the After she died."

Yuan Dongshi blinked: "Have you seen her?"

Qingming nodded, and said: "There are many lonely souls in Beijing who have deep obsessions and are still lingering in the burial place after death. Some of them don't want to leave, and some can't leave. Only when their obsessions are eliminated can they die in bliss. .For a while, Master Zhongxing asked my brother to take me to save these dead souls. When they left, they all rejoiced that one day they could finally escape from the shackles of the burial place and go to the Land of Ultimate Bliss. But there is only one ghost girl who is persistent and does not want to leave. "

Yuan Dongshi suddenly asked, "Is that ghost girl Chacha?"

Qingming nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, but at that time, I didn't know that she was Chacha. At that time, she didn't have the power to curse. She stood under the bridge every day, looking up at the bridge, as if she was waiting for someone .Senior brother is quite impatient, even if Dang wanted to save her, she immediately hid and couldn't find her no matter what."

"Can Onmyoji not find a ghost girl?" Yuan Dongshi asked.

Qingming shook her head: "If the souls of the dead who have been saved to go to bliss cannot leave, then she is unwilling to leave. If she is unwilling to leave, then the salvation is useless."

Listening to what Qingming said, Yuan Dongshi looked down at the girl on the fan, feeling a little sad, waiting for someone to die, but still waiting even after death.

"So yesterday, when Zaxia went to the bridge for the first time, she hid as soon as she saw him." Qingming said, with a smile in her tone, "She probably thought that Zaxia still insisted on saving her."

"But now, seeing Master Mizhen, her obsession has been eliminated, so she can go to bliss." Yuan Dongshi said, "She didn't have a name, so Mizhen ordered a cup of tea for her. I prayed that she would be happy in this life, but I didn't expect that it was because of him, the lamplighter, that her life was so unfortunate."

She sighed, and was about to close the fan slowly, but saw a few lines of inconspicuous small characters beside Chacha's portrait.

She froze for a moment, then took a closer look.

sr Bridge Hime.

Yuan Dongshi: "..."

The girl in the portrait looked at her outside the portrait, her lips that should have been painted with ink and ink opened and closed slightly, allowing Yuan Dongshi to understand what she wanted to say.

"Thank you."

Yuan Dongshi followed suit with a smile, and she responded in a low voice: "You're welcome."

She gently closed the bat fan, stuffed it into her bosom, coughed a few times, cleared her throat, and raised her voice to ask Qingming, "Qingming, where shall we go next?"

At this time they were walking in front of the bridge, and the lanterns at the bridge stretched Qingming's shadow in front of him for a long time. When Qingming heard Yuan Dongshi's question, Qingming stopped, then turned his face and looked at Yuan Dongshi: "It must be Those Kamogawa ayu brought by Boya have already been roasted."

Yuan Dongshi was taken aback for a moment, then took a deep breath, and gave Qingming a thumbs up: "Those who eat supper can be good brothers for a lifetime!"

Seimei just looked at her, smiling like a fox.