[Comprehensive] The record of shrinking the world

The wind brought a clear sound of dancing leaves.

The little child yawned and sat up from the tatami, the thin quilt that was covering him slipped down and landed on the floor with a soft sound.

The world tilted his head, feeling that he had slept enough.

However, it was not yet light outside.

He instinctively yawned, feeling unexpected but not unexpected.

After entering, you can be sure that there is a ghost in this room. If you can really sleep peacefully until dawn, the ghosts and ghosts will fade away and leave on your own...

I always feel that it is not the character of the world controlled by that guy.

He stretched out one hand to rub his eyes, hugged the doll in his hand, and walked out of the servant's room at the back step by step.

The two youths who were in the same room with him before falling asleep had disappeared.The world can only guarantee that Yuan Boya is definitely a real human being, so after coming out, he subconsciously wants to find him.

However, after walking out, the world wants to go back in a daze.

What is going on with this scene in front of you?

The entire courtyard has changed. Some courtyards that were not properly repaired before now seem to have been carefully taken care of. There are beautiful flowers blooming everywhere, which looks quite exquisite.

Several maids in clothes similar to wide-sleeved skirts hurried to and fro in the garden, more or less holding things in their hands.

And a maid who didn't look very easy to get along with stood in the crowd, gesticulating and directing, her words were full of arrogance.

The silver-haired boy blinked.

Is it a ghost?Or afterimage? :

Thinking this way, he quickly ruled out the option of afterimage, because some of the maids who came and went wore clothes that were obviously worn out, and there were even cracks in some places, but they didn't care at all. Still continue to act quickly.

Like those ghosts trying to imitate what happened on the last night before they died...

Alas?

Blinking his eyes again, the last sentence passed through the child's mind again.

"A ghost trying to imitate what happened on the last night before his death..."

Although this is not the children's own world, as the consciousness of the world, they always have some special abilities.And things like this that were not in his memory bank and needed to be actively mobilized, suddenly ran out by themselves...

It can only be said that the origin of the world is reminding him of the correctness of this answer.

The young child hid behind the pillar, while carefully observing the front, lost in thought.

If so...

There should be nothing wrong with this being a haunted house, but what happened?

The silver-haired child thought about it, and decided to sneak to the main house to have a look.

He is relatively young, he can hide in many places, and he doesn't need to drill much, so he should not be easily caught.

I didn't realize that I seem to be getting out of the state of dazed life recently, and I have gradually mobilized my brain to start thinking.The little child got into the grass, still holding the doll tightly in his hands, and walked towards the direction of the main house that he had remembered before.

Simply, many changes cannot be easily achieved by relying on illusion or other things.Although it seems that the garden has returned to its colorful appearance, in fact, many places are just vague illusions.

The little child shuttled through the illusion, and soon got to the side of the main house, lying on the outside of the door where there was movement, and put his ears close to the crack of the door.

The fence behind him perfectly covered the child's body, but this posture also made it impossible for him to see the scene inside the house, and he could only listen with a pair of ears.

"Miss Yan Ji..." The first thing I heard was the worried voice of the familiar middle-aged woman.

"Is it really okay for you to be like this? Why don't you rest for a while before going out after Mr. Ito comes?"

There was a sigh in the woman's voice.

"I'm really worried about your current appearance."

It took a long time for the clear female voice to rang out slowly, and it was disconnected several times in just a few words, it seemed quite difficult to speak.

"nothing."

The world blinked blankly.

On the place that the children didn't notice, that is, on the roof of this house, a piece of tile cover was lifted, and Yuan Boya, who was looking at the scene inside openly, became a little serious at this moment.

In his sight, the young and beautiful woman was a little thin.I've been retching against the basin before.

When she said this, the woman stretched out a hand to cover her abdomen, showing a gentle but hopeless and resentful smile.

Not quite understanding how the emotions that he read came together, Yuan Boya scratched his head in bewilderment.Think about whether to continue eavesdropping.

Speaking of which... the surname Ito... the guy who followed me to the kitchen with me just now, but disappeared in the blink of an eye, is also the surname.

Changing from kneeling to sitting cross-legged, Yuan Boya rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

Speaking of it, although I don't feel the passage of time in this place, it must have been a long time, what happened to Seimei?Why haven't you come...

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"Oh, oh, you can't eat this casually."

Put the berries that you just bought from the monster into a special small cloth bag, Abe Seimei and the little monster floating in mid-air laughed.

The little monster floating in the air blinked in confusion, grabbed the hem of the red kimono, and tilted its head.

Abe Seimei's expression softened.

"It's still a newborn child..."

On the contrary, it matches well with the highness who came from outside.

Casually wrapping the newly purchased fruit in the letter sent by Minamoto Hiroya's shikigami, Abe Seimei led the little monster and continued to wander around the ghost market.

I didn't know that the person who sent the message had already cried "Qingming" many times in his heart.

Well, maybe know or maybe.

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On the other side, the silver-haired child and Yuan Boya watched a good show.

When he sensed that someone was coming, Shijie hid himself behind the pillar, just right to avoid a young man who looked a little weak and the beautiful maid leading the way in front, watching the two enter the main house, and then the maid and the woman They backed out together, and the door slowly closed.

Standing on the spot and thinking for a while, I instinctively felt that other ghosts would not come again at this time, Shi Shi cautiously approached the window and began to look at the scene inside.

The gorgeously dressed girl gently undressed the man and lowered her head gently. No one could see the expression in her eyes clearly.

The man who seemed to be drunk was talking non-stop.

"Speaking of which, is there something going on around here? It was very cold all the way here, and even the amulet on the bullock cart, which was blessed by Master Onmyoji, was shaking."

"If I didn't think that you were still waiting for me here, I would probably turn back halfway."

The girl covered her belly with one hand, her voice was still soft.

"On the nearby mountain, there is a ghost market with ghosts according to legend. The master of Yinyangliao told you about this when choosing a house."

"Really..." The drunk man recalled it vaguely, but he still nodded.

"Master Onmyoji, did you let go of the spell?"

The girl clenched the fingers holding the clothes, and it took a while before she answered in a low voice.

"You said at the time, then I will use my private money to ask Mr. Onmyoji to have a look, and make it up for me later."

The man had already started to drink, he asked vaguely "Is that so", and fell into a dreamland completely.

The delicate-looking girl began to cry uncontrollably. The tears fell drop by drop and hit the man's face. When she looked up, her pale face was full of resentment.

She lifted the cushion on which she was kneeling and took out a dagger from it.

Under the somewhat dim and uncertain light, the dagger glowed with a faint blue light.

"I've already thought of an excuse." The girl muttered softly.

"Dr. Ito forced his way through the ghost market in the middle of the night, and was injured by a poisoned monster. At that time, he thought it was a good obstruction and it was nothing serious. He never thought that he would die of poison after he came here."

"The Matsushita family, I am the only one in my branch. For the sake of superficial righteousness, those people will definitely support me."

"Then, I'll have the money to take this child to distant places."

Her voice became softer and softer, and at the end she almost whispered, and the dagger in her hand was already placed by the man's arm.

The next moment, the door of the main house was suddenly pushed open.

Shi Shi, who had been standing beside him, widened his eyes in amazement, looking at the transparent soul of this little boy about seven or eight years old that suddenly condensed into shape.

"Well, may I ask Ji Jun, can you help me contact my father and..."

Perhaps because it was not a complete ghost, the boy's voice was somewhat ethereal, and the next moment, the voice became sharper.

"Father!"

His words were aimed at the man under the dagger.

Immediately afterwards, the startled girl's face instantly turned ferocious, and her beautiful long hair fluttered in the air, turning into rope-like whips, flying towards the child in front of the door. .

A strand of hair smashed through the window and just hit the world, and the next moment, without distinguishing the target, it wanted to wrap around the world.

A hand suddenly stretched out from the top of the head, picking up the silver-haired child from the ground.

The world blinked: "Thank you..." He still hadn't realized what happened.

Yuan Boya pressed his forehead with a headache.

"You're welcome, let's run away as soon as possible."

Seimei, why haven't you come yet...