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

Yuanfuyu waited for a long time, but she did not wait for the severe pain of being pierced by the ferocious snake teeth as she imagined. She closed her eyes tightly, her hands were hanging by her sides and clenched tightly, and she kept repeating in her mind that she was being pierced by Yamata no Orochi Seimei's eyes before being swallowed into the snake's belly.

Maybe anyone who is used to Seimei's calm and relaxed appearance will be surprised to see him lose his mind suddenly. Seimei Abe.That was supposed to be a legendary figure, but because of her, he became a commoner covered in worldly fireworks.

Are you going to chuckle at it?

Gentoshi let out a breath, only to feel that his closed eye sockets became slightly hot.

No, she felt a pain in her chest as if being torn apart by sharp claws.

Yuan Dongshi felt that the scorching heat around her eye sockets seemed to have burned to its peak, condensed into a liquid, and slid down from the corner of her eyes. She wanted to reach out to wipe it away, but someone had already gently wiped it off for her with warm fingers, and she was stunned. Dazed, she slowly opened her eyes, the hazy light hurt her eyes, and tears came out suddenly, she quickly covered her eyes with her arms, and then heard a very gentle female voice saying: "Why are you crying? "

The man gently held Yuan Dongshi's wrist, took his arm away from her eyes, and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks with the back of his fingers, she slowly opened her eyes, blurred by tears In a blurred field of vision, only a vague silhouette of a woman could be seen, slender and elegant, but she felt a little familiar.

"Why are you crying?" the woman asked.

"Because..." Yuan Dongshi uttered two words slowly. At this time, her vision gradually became clear, and the silhouette of the woman also became clear. She first saw the woman's long black hair like a waterfall, and the The white singlet on her body has no patterns on it, it is as white as a crescent moon that has been smashed thousands of times, and the purity left after the variegated colors fade away. Her long black hair hangs over the white dress, one black and one white, It's too bright.But Yuan Dongshi's words stopped when the woman turned her head to look at her.

It was a very beautiful face, the skin color was white similar to the color of the clothes, the bridge of the nose was high, the lips were thin, the corners of the eyes were curved, and a pair of golden beast-like eyes.

She looks very similar to Qingming, and her eyes are exactly the same as Hei Qingming's, but in the beast-like golden pupils, there is a melting warmth, like spring water under the warm sun in March.

Yuan Dongshi was stunned, as if he had guessed the identity of the woman in front of him.

The woman smiled, her eyes turned up like a fox.

"You are..." Yuan Dongshi hesitated, and in the woman's deepening smile, he still spit out the name, "White Fox Ge Ye."

The woman nodded with a smile, stretched out her hand, and gently touched her forehead from under her bangs, somewhat comforting.

But Yuan Dongshi was already extremely shocked.

This woman is Ge Ye, the fox demon Ge Ye, Qingming's mother.

So here is...

She opened her eyes wide and looked around, but there was a verdant green in between, as if it was in early spring, the sky was the lightest blue, dotted with a few thin clouds, the wind was warm, and there were birds in the forest one after another The twittering of sparrows is very pleasant to the ear.The sun shines on Yuandongshi's cheeks from the gaps in the tree canopy, flickers on Ge Ye's shiny black hair, and warms her golden eyes that should look cruel and indifferent.

here is……

"Xintai Forest?" Yuan Dongshi couldn't believe it.

And Ge Ye nodded: "This is Shinta Forest."

"But..." The raging fire that almost engulfed the entire Xintai Forest seemed to be still licking greedily on the body, Yuan Dongshi could still recall the pain when the flames engulfed her, she clenched her hands tightly , I can only hold onto the grass that is still covered with dew, "But Xintai Forest 20 years ago... Even I..."

She paused in her words, as if the peaceful and peaceful Xintai forest would burst into flames at any moment, surrounding her heavily, and the burning sensation would spread from her toes and engulf her whole body.

The wind blew through the forest, and the faint sound of leaves rang in my ears, which brought up the broken hair on her temples, and the ends of the hair stuck to her wet tears, and entangled with her slightly trembling eyelashes .

Ge Ye smiled, and handed an object that glowed blue-purple in the sun to her eyes. She looked sideways, but saw a blue-purple butterfly hair accessory lying in Ge Ye's palm, the butterfly wings lightly It trembled, as if it would flap its wings and fly up in the next moment.

She froze for a moment, then touched her sideburns, and sure enough, the hair ornament given by Qingxing Lantern was gone.

"This hair ornament was given to me by Yicai back then." Ge Ye said softly, "He said, in the direction where Die Fei was going, he followed my trail."

"After I left, I left it to Qingming."

This hair ornament...is Seimei?

But why, would it be in the hands of Qing Xingdeng?

Yuan Dongshi looked at the butterfly hair ornament, and from between the wings of the butterfly, she saw the slightly upturned corners of Ge Ye's eyes. Her golden eyes were full of tenderness, as if she had been addicted to the memories of many years ago.She flicked her wrist, and the butterfly seemed to have been assisted by something, it flapped its wings vigorously, and fluttered up from her palm.

Yuan Dongshi stared wide-eyed at the butterfly flying high into the sky, and was suppressing it, but felt a warm hand grabbing her wrist, she looked sideways, Ge Ye had a smile on her face, The long hair was floating in the air, and the ends of the hair brushed against her cheek lightly, making her feel a very slight itch. She jumped up from the grass with the kudzu leaves, and followed the butterfly, stepping on the empty ground. The air slowly rose into the air.

Flying towards the direction of the butterfly, I found your trace.

Following the butterflies, she stepped over the canopy of the Xintai Forest, with whirling leaves under her feet, the warm March sun above her head, and the warm spring breeze gently winding around her.

Suddenly, the wind on her face became hot and dry, and the emerald green in her eyes was gradually eroded by the fire-like red. She paused in her forward steps, and when she looked back, there was no trace of Ge Ye, only eyes full of eyes. The red and blue-purple butterfly hovered in front of her. She hesitated for a moment, then took a few steps towards the butterfly. At this moment, a heart-piercing cry came from her ear.

"Dong Persimmon! Yuan Dong Persimmon!"

The red patch was split by a bright light, she closed her eyes reflexively, the noise of the crowd came to her ears, there were shouts, cries, accompanied by the faint sound of police sirens, she seemed to be in the crowd, being caught People coming and going by her side bumped into each other, and when she opened her eyes again, she only saw a familiar yet unfamiliar building.

Familiar, because she has lived in this building for nearly four years, and she knows exactly what color the quilt on the balcony should be; unfamiliar, because she has never seen this building destroyed by fire. Swallowed, the eyes were scorched black, and even the old locust tree that had lived for decades beside the building was half burnt.

The fire alarm has pulled down a yellow cordon downstairs. Firefighters hold high-pressure water guns and spray water on the windows that are still smoldering. From time to time, firefighters run out of the building with burnt students on their backs. The students stand at the cordon They shouted the names of familiar classmates who hadn't come out yet, and the school leader stood at the front with a loudspeaker to let the students leave the danger zone, but it didn't work, and some people even knelt on the ground and cried.

Yuan Dongshi stood in the crowd, but no one seemed to be able to see her. After bumping into her, they all turned their heads while covering the bumped part, with inexplicable expressions on their faces.She looked at all this in a daze, until she heard a familiar girl shout: "There are still people who have not been rescued!"

She raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a tall and thin girl with short hair, holding the hand of a firefighter, and said eagerly: "Gen Dongshi from the Japanese class, she hasn't come out yet! She's still there!" Inside, not rescued!"

The firefighter looked at her unbearably, and finally said: "The people in this building and... have all been removed."

He didn't say two words missing, but Yuan Dongshi also knew what those two words were.

She watched as two firefighters carried a stretcher out of the gate of the dormitory building that was beyond recognition. The stretcher was covered with a white cloth, but the raised part of the white cloth was thin and short.

She turned her head to the mottled sky above the charred old tree.

"No, it's not... Yuandongshi is obviously tall..."

"This classmate, you should know what the burnt... looks like."

The short-haired girl was silent for a moment, and finally let out a heart-piercing howl, mixed in the crying crowd, vague and ordinary, but Yuan Dongshi could hear it very clearly.

In that fire, only she and the old tree next to the dormitory were scorched by the fire.

She is a little happy that no one will bear the pain she has endured.

But I'm also a little sad. I let the president go once, and I can't eat hot pot in the air-raid shelter. From now on... probably I will always owe it.

A blue-purple butterfly flew down from the burnt branches of the old pagoda tree, slowly flew to her side, flew around her, then passed her ear, and flew behind her, She turned around, went against the crowd, and walked towards the butterfly. The fiery red color spread from behind her like a tide, covering up the noisy crowd and wrapping her inside.

She followed the butterfly, walked slowly, and then heard a childish voice shouting: "Master Mother!"

The ray of light slowly exploded in front of her again, she squinted her eyes, and then heard the sound of clogs running fast on the gravel path, and the noisy cicadas in summer drilled into her eardrums, making her mind buzzing. Yin, she opened her eyes again, and saw a boy with a long bun and a grass-colored straight dress coming from the other end of the gravel path on wooden clogs. One step, he staggered and fell to the ground.

On the other side of the path was a woman with black hair and a white dress.She heard the sound, her steps slowed down, her shoulders trembled slightly, but she still didn't turn her head around.

The boy was lying on the ground, not crying, but looking at her back, and shouted: "My lord."

The woman in white sighed, and said: "Tongziwan, mother is gone, if you miss your mother, you can come to the Xintai Forest at the foot of Heiye Mountain, but mother will never see you again."

Her voice was soft, but with a sadness that seemed unresolved.

The boy just looked up at her for a long time.

The scorching summer, the chirping of cicadas, and the occasional loud frog chirping from the pond by the side of the road are all very common, but to these two people, it is like a rolling tide.

"Don't blame your mother, only in this way can you grow up safely."

The woman in white left these words and walked away. Yuan Dongshi stood by the roadside, watching the boy silently get up from the ground, slowly walk to the place where his mother was before, and picked up a piece of paper between the stones. Something that glows in the sun.

It was a butterfly hair ornament, and the butterfly wings trembled slightly, as if it was about to flap its wings and fly away in the next moment.

"Father gave it to Mother." He said in a low voice, looking up at the end of the road, "Mother will be sad when she finds out that she can't find it."

He put the hair accessories in his arms, and walked in the direction his mother left. At this moment, the wind blew the dogwood by the pool, and a red dogwood on the swaying branch fell into the pool, making a "plop" sound Hearing the voice, he turned his head. It was still the delicate and lovely face that belonged to Qingming when he was young, but those eyes were golden.

Yuan Dongshi opened his eyes slightly.

Those golden animal pupils that should belong to Hei Qingming did not have any of Hei Qingming's evil spirit and violence.