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

The heavy snow that has been lingering in Beijing for dozens of days finally stopped in the early morning of a certain day. When the sun was rising, the sky suddenly appeared, with the golden color that seemed to have been accumulated for a long time, piercing through the thick clouds and shining in the sky. Heian-kyo, which has been sluggish for a long time in the wind and snow, seems to be able to see the sun again. The majestic Tang-style buildings on Zuo-kyo Shijo are covered with snow, which is more quiet in winter. The white plums in the courtyard are surrounded by snow. , Dotted among a piece of snow, it is too beautiful to behold.

When Yuan Dongshi woke up, the incense burner in the house had just been burned out, leaving only a wisp of blue smoke, which was about to disperse in mid-air. She only opened her eyes in a daze, and saw the faint light shining on the outside of the curtain. Sitting on the screen with the picture of flying cranes and broken branches, there was still a faint fragrance of cypress in the air. She was in a trance when she heard the sound of a guqin, like a stone falling into a calm lake, which suddenly woke her up. come over.

She turned her head and was looking at the demon luthier sitting beside the screen.

"My dream?" Yuan Dongshi reached out and tapped his forehead.

There was no wind or snow outside the curtain, and it looked like an ordinary winter day, except for the demon luthier who appeared in broad daylight, there was nothing wrong with it.

Kuroyue Mountain, Kuro Seimei, Ootengu, Yamata no Orochi, seemed to be just a dream of hers.

She supported her body with her hands and sat up, the quilt covering her body slipped from her shoulders, she tightened the collar of her undershirt, and when she lowered her head to brush away the hair from her temples, she suddenly found a small mark on the back of her hand, She paused, then looked carefully, and saw a bumpy burn scar from the hypothenar to the wrist of her right hand.

"Only that one is left." The demon luthier's cold voice sounded.

She looked up at the demon luthier. The demon luthier was stroking the strings with his head lowered at this moment. The light reflected from the taut seven strings was as hazy and gentle as a snowy night. The eyes of the demon luthier were covered by strands of snowy hair. Yuan Dongshi couldn't see his eyes clearly, but his voice, usually as clear as ice, seemed to melt.

She blinked her eyes and said, "This is the only one left?"

The demon luthier plucked a note on the strings with his fingertips. He still didn't look up, but said: "When you first came last night, you were still a charred corpse."

Yuan Dongshi: "..."

She coughed twice and said, "Did you scare the people in Ertiaoyuan?"

"Qingming carried you back to the house, and told Yuanguang that you should get rid of the evil spirits. You are tired and need to rest, so Yuanguang ordered everyone not to disturb you."

Yuan Dongshi nodded: "That's good." She patted her chest, then blinked, "What did you say, Qingming brought me back?"

The demon luthier's fingers paused, and the quaint melody stopped abruptly. Only the humming sound came from the bottom of the qin, flying in the air together with the dust under the sun.

After a long time, the Yaoqin master finally said: "Yes."

No matter how rough Yuan Dongshi is, he can see that something is wrong with the Yaoqin master at this time.

She took the single clothes from the side of the pillow, draped them on her body, lifted the quilt, and slowly walked down from the bed. At this time, the cypress wood incense in the Boshan aromatherapy burner had been burned out, and there was no green smoke in the air, but still Can smell the slight fragrance, the demon luthier is holding the piano in his arms, his eyes are downcast, the white hair brushes the side of his face and hangs down to his shoulders, his face is still neither sad nor happy, but the slightly drooping eyes However, there is a trace of imperceptible emotion in it.

Yuan Dongshi remembered that the demon luthier once said in the game, how do you know my sadness.

Why the demon luthier is sad, he has not said so far, nor has she asked.

She thought for a while, but she didn't ask any more questions, she just sat in front of the Yaoqin teacher and said, "I was captured by the big dog that day, did you go and tell Qingming?"

The demon luthier nodded: "Yeah."

"So, did you make any agreement with Seimei?" Yuan Dongshi asked, "For example, to protect me?"

The demon luthier pressed the strings and laughed suddenly. This was the first time he laughed, which surprised Yuan Dongshi. Before he could look at his smile, he said: "As the shikigami of Mr. Dongshi, protect Dongshi. Master Shi, that is my duty."

Yuan Dongshi nodded and said, "That's true."

She stretched, stood up with her clothes lifted, and said "Zi Ji and the others must have missed me", while walking around the flying crane folding screen, opened the screen, and was about to step out, when suddenly she heard the sound of a zither , the sound of the piano was rapid and the key was changed, which was quite different from the usual orderly sound of the demon luthier.

Yuan Dongshi turned around, only to see that the demon luthier sitting beside the screen was also turning his head to look at her, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he pulled a strange smile.

"I have always wanted to protect Mr. Dongshi."

Yuan Dongshi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Song Fu."

The noble ladies who were forced to sit in the house for dozens of days by the wind and snow finally waited for the snow to stop, moved the Shuanglu chessboard to the porch, and started to play Shuanglu. Shao Nayan took a new tea set and was finely Grinding the powdered tea carefully, the water on the stove was boiling hot, with hot white smoke coming out, several brand new tea bowls were neatly placed on the carved scorpion, waiting for the hot tea to be cooked and poured into the bowls Inside.

Xiaoshibu took Ziji to catch birds with bamboo baskets and millet in the courtyard. Mr. Bian and another woman were fighting Shuanglu, but the record was not good, so he wanted to pull Yuan Dongshi to make himself the bottom.

Gentoshi was sitting beside Shao Nayan, watching her shaking her wrists, pouring the ground tea powder into boiling water to cook, the transparent water gradually turned green, and exuded a burst of tea fragrance.

Naturally, she didn't want to be the last one, so she raised her chin and said, "I want to learn how to make tea."

"Learn to make tea?" Bian Jun said, "Cook it for us? The tea you make is probably poisonous, and we won't drink it."

Yuan Dongshi wrinkled his nose and said: "Of course not, I want to learn how to cook for..." She suddenly stopped and looked at Mr. Bian, who was looking at her with smiles on the faces of Mr. Bian and all the women. She rolled her eyes, sat aside, and said, "Cook it for Bodhidharma to drink."

After the tea was brewed, all the ladies held tea bowls and gathered around the twig, chattering about the latest gossip in Beijing. Yuan Dongshi stayed on Heiye Mountain for several days, and then heard these noble gossips from the ladies. It feels like I have been in the Black Night Mountain for two years.

For example, Master Mizhen of Guichuan Shrine finally returned to Beijing under the wind and snow a few days ago, in order to bring craftsmen to repair the bridge under Guichuan Mountain that was destroyed by the strong wind; The bones of Fuju Xinyi were found in the woods in his backyard. Mr. Zheng Yin invited an onmyoji to do the divination. He said that the woman who was murdered by Ju Xinyi turned into a monster and came to revenge, and he would not say anything for Ju Xinyi. Exceeded, he left Danzheng Yin's Mansion with a look of disgust; another example is that Imakami, who declared that he would no longer be a female imperial concubine because she was a monster, was seduced by the third daughter of Dazai Shuai some time ago, and he was ready. In winter, he was officially taken back to the palace.

While speaking, Xiaoshibu sighed, "But no one believed what I said from the very beginning."

"Little nobles like the new and dislike the old, let alone the most powerful men." Yuan Dongshi said, taking a sip of tea.

"Not really." Ben-kun said, "Many years ago, Abe Masaki, the great censor, rescued a white fox from Ishikawa's evil right guard. In order to repay his kindness, the white fox turned into a human woman to take care of him who lived alone. They fell in love and finally got married. Later, the identity of the white fox was exposed, so he had to return to the mountains, and finally died in a forest fire. After learning about it, Mr. Abe Masai did not remarry. After a year, because of missing become sick, and die."

The legend of Abe Masaki and the white fox Kuzuha.

Yuandongshi held a steaming tea bowl and looked into the courtyard.

The heavy snow has stopped, and there is only a thick layer of snow in the courtyard. The white plum blossoms are all over the courtyard, exuding a cool and delicate fragrance. Instead, the pool surrounded by white snow is emitting heat. Occasionally, fish tails slap the water surface, causing a small Small splashes.

In such a Heian era, Abe Masaki was indeed a strange person.

And Abe Seimei, compared to his father, is even worse.

"Master Qingming sent Miss Dongshi back last night, right?"

Xiao Shibu and others asked with a smile, Yuan Dongshi turned his head, looked at them, smiled, and said: "Yes."

Xiao Shibu and others who were about to make fun of her were stunned, and then laughed: "This is the first time Miss Dongshi is so honest."

Yuan Dongshi lifted his chin and said with a smile: "What can I do, I have visited Qingming at night, and I always have to be responsible to him."

All the women's rooms suddenly burst into laughter, Mr. Bian took out a scroll from his bosom, handed it to Yuan Dongshi, and said: "Then, Miss Dongshi won't hate this, right?"

Yuan Dongshi raised his eyebrows, and took the scroll from her hand. On the title page of the scroll were written a few huge words: Tsuchimikado Monogatari.

the third part.

"The third part is finally out?" Yuan Dongshi asked in surprise.

The Xiaoshibu joked: "From Miss Dongshi's words, I should have read the first two parts."

Yuan Dongshi stuffed the scroll into his bosom, got up from the side of the scorpion, and said with a smile: "Then I'll find a quiet place and take a good look."

All the girls laughed and said, "Come on, let's watch together."

"No way!" Yuan Dongshi said with a smile, holding up the hem of his clothes, he jumped far away, throwing the laughter of all the ladies behind him.She stepped on the still cold floor, and the lanterns under the eaves flashed by her side quickly, carrying a faint fragrance of plum in the wind, and occasionally a branch in the courtyard could not withstand the thick snow and broke from the waist , falling to the ground with snow, making a "pop".

When it was clear and snowy, her breath carried the coldness that was completely opposite to that of the sun, but after she trotted, she felt the violent beating of her chest, which brought a fiery feeling.

She had just turned a corner when she saw a man in a white safari walking slowly on the opposite corridor.

At that moment, it seemed that the falling broken branches stopped in the air, the tassels of the lantern under the eaves stopped swinging, and even the beating heart stabilized.

There is always that one person who makes you feel the passage of time in stillness, and feels the lingering feeling that seems to have gone through a thousand years in such a short moment.

Yuan Dongshi took a step forward, the unlined clothes dragged on the floor and made a whirring sound, while the man on the opposite side took a step forward, the tasseled crown hanging from his shoulders brushed behind him with a movement.

They slowly approach each other.

He still squinted his eyes slightly, the corners of his eyes were curved, and he smiled like a fox. The mustard seed scent on his body was elegant and refreshing.

Yuan Dongshi held the scroll in his hand, looked up at him, and said: "The third part of "The Tale of Tsuchimikado" is out."

"Yeah." He smiled and said softly, "Let's watch together."

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The author has something to say: the text is over! ! !Ahhhhh! ! !I finally finished writing the text of this chapter! ! !Damn! ! ! !The petals are spinning around me! ! ! !Excited! ! ! !I'm so excited! !

Because there are few participants in the Indian survey, I will not publish my personal journal for the time being. Maybe I will come up with it in the future. Well, I will read it when the time comes.Regarding the episode, three chapters are tentatively planned, one chapter is Qingming's wife and children who are hot on the kang, one chapter is the demon luthier "How do you understand my sadness", and the third chapter is Hei Qingming "How much do you know about my sadness".

If the beautiful girls still want to read, please leave a comment and I will see if I can write an extra chapter, it will be regarded as compensation for the cancellation of the special code of personal journal_(:з」∠)_