I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

Yongji Xijiang supported his wife and stood up, walking towards the car step by step.

After driving back to the hotel, as soon as I entered the main entrance and came into contact with the warm air in the hall, my ears and cheeks that were frozen by wind and frost felt dense tingling pain, which made people realize how cold it was outside, and that they were outside Have you been there for so long?

Yongji Xijiang took off his wife's hat to help her knock off the snow on it, lest the melted snow wet the fluff, "You still have to tell me where you go in the future... You know that I am worried about you recently."

After all, he still couldn't bear to say hurtful things like his wife's mental state was abnormal.

"It's not surveillance, it's just for peace of mind."

Mrs. Yongji hugged her husband: "I know...but I think, I always bother you in this way and that on weekdays, and make you have a lot of restless thoughts. "

"I am me, you are you, I can't make you angry about me anymore."

Yongji Xijiang frowned: "We also have to say such kind words between us."

After saying this, he stopped talking. Usually, they quarreled because they were too close to each other's religious beliefs.

This is a difficult question.

But thinking of his wife's wish when she prayed, Yongji Xijiang's heart turned into a puddle of water, and some kind of unspeakable sadness and love filled his heart-he loved his wife so much, but at the same time, he was also sorry for the differences between them. Feeling sad.

All the anger diluted by this sadness, Yongji Xijiang kissed his wife's forehead: "Tell me if there is anything, I will help you if I can."

The wife first refused: "No, no, I can handle it myself. Have you forgotten that I was also a graduate of the Department of History before I married you?"

My wife is also a student who graduated from a famous university. She met Yongji Xijiang for the first time in a certain knowledge forum, and then met again by chance in an offline meeting.

The relationship between the two was also another very trendy and fashionable online dating at the time.

However, under Yongji Xijiang's repeated requests and the emphasis of "hoping to face difficulties with his wife", Mrs. Yongji still expressed her inner request, which is to help the fairy born from the fairy tale to prove his identity.

The fact that the original fairy was just born is an anecdote in strange stories. Like Qingxingdeng, its foundation is still wrong, so the fairy crowd suggested that some well-known scholars and experts should find out the traces of the fairy's past activities in history.

It is used to show that fairies really exist in this world.

Hearing this request, many thoughts popped up in Yongji Xijiang's mind.

The religious content in history actually only accounts for a small part, but Yongji Xijiang remembers it very clearly.

Like this, "discovering traces in history" and looking for "traces of the existence of fairy spirits" are actually replacing the civet cat with the prince, and installing the deeds of other gods on the fairy, so that the fairy can replace the god in the world. identity and status.

This happened several times.

The most common example is the matter of the main god of Sanlun Mountain.

For example, it was originally a snake, but later the god was replaced by the God of Great Objects, and later the Lord God of Sanlun Mountain became the main god of the great country.

Quietly changed the three gods.

The latter replaced the former's throne and shrine, so it can't be called mysterious.

But no matter what, Yoshie Nagayoshi reassured his wife and said that he would help his wife conduct textual research and research. After Kurokawa and Kiemon returned to the hotel, Yoshie Nagayoshi also bluntly stated his thoughts "recently There is another private business, I can only ask Kurokawa to take more care."

This word is nothing.

Kurokawa didn't think this kind of work was tiring, but he was curious about what made a stubborn person like Mr. Yongji abandon the work at hand.

Teacher Yongji faltered.

"...It's a fairy."

After listening to the general content, Kurokawa suddenly thought of Nue and Yuyi Fox in Heiankyo. For the past 500 years, the two of them have been working hard to replace the traces of Abe Seimei in the world, so that people will transfer the impression of Abe Seimei to Nue body?

Now I heard that the fairy has such a scheme.

I have to say they are quite skillful.

"Speaking of which, the teacher thinks that fairy spirits are going to replace the deeds of gods in history, and it seems like embedding flowers and trees."

Kurokawa said in a metaphor: "The collective subconscious of human beings is a sea, and a certain deed in the Edo period is like a cultural symbol α hidden deep in human memory."

"Fairies were just born, but they didn't have the ability to sneak into the depths of the sea of ​​memory to leave their own unique imprint, so they stole other cultural symbols α, and then used α to hide them deep in the sea of ​​memory."

If it is explained in this way, it can also explain why many new gods want to enter Gaotianyuan to obtain official god positions.

In the collective subconscious of mankind, Gao Tianyuan, as a god and a representative of faith, presumably occupies a considerable and unshakable position. Once the expression becomes a new god, it means that the new god can enter the memory symbol of Gao Tianyuan and gain a place without being It's easy to forget - it's home in a nutshell.

You don't have to run for your life like a stray dog.

Fairy's move is quite clever.

Kurokawa couldn't say that he disliked or liked it. After receiving the order from Mr. Yongji, he went back to the guest room to sort out the materials of the Ainu people, and he was very obedient.

Although it is said that according to his current ability and identity, he can actually do some big careers or have dozens of love affairs like the male lead of light novels, but Kurokawa has no such interest.

To some extent, he is a very moderate and conformist person. When others ate kimbap in elementary school, he ate along with him, and he followed others when they went to public junior high schools.

Even the university entrance exam - since all students have to take the exam, he also passed the exam.

Anyway, everyone is like this, and I followed along with this very lazy thought.

Kurokawa stayed in his guest room sorting out the materials of the Einou people, and Kiemon spread out on the bed and pressed the remote control to change channels, muttering that there was nothing to watch.

"Look at your phone."

"The mobile phone is also boring...By the way, Kurokawa, I received a call from the entertainment company. Your friend is quite knowledgeable."

"What did you say."

Kiemon replied: "It's about repackaging the character design... and expanding your social popularity, for example..."

Hesitating.

Kurokawa put down his notebook and looked up at him: "Like what?"

Kiemon said: "Isn't the most lively thing in Sendai recently is the fairy spirit? The other party asked me to catch the heat of the fairy spirit, or it would be good to fight in the ring."

Get hot.

what to say.

Kiemon’s remote control was just adjusted to the news station. The beautiful female anchor was facing the wind and snow and let the camera see the scene behind her. She said that because of the protracted wind and snow that caused huge losses and many accidents, the citizens of Sendai walked out of their homes spontaneously. , came to the open field to hold the fairy wind and snow festival, praying for the fairy to take back the big snowstorm.

Probably because the lighting at night is not good enough to see the situation on the road farther away, but as far as the limited field of vision is concerned, there are at least a few hundred people standing on the street. Prepare to carry heavy objects and set off, as well as sacrificial flags, gongs and drums, masks and other gadgets.

As if it was already prepared.

Watching a news program.

The door of the guest room was knocked suddenly, Teacher Yongji stood at the door holding the phone, with a serious expression, "A local TV station called me just now, hoping to invite me to participate in a program tomorrow, as a scholar, I will describe the story of the fairy real identity."

"... very suddenly."

Heichuan asked: "The person who will invite the teacher at this time must be a fairy."

He looked to the next room: "It's because of my wife."

I think that when I was offering sacrifices in front of the fairy tree, several people were looking at the identities of tourists and believers. They must have wanted to find someone with a certain status to help the fairy to strengthen their beliefs.

The Meteorological Bureau, the founder of the sacrificial ceremony, the TV station, and scholars.

How can these people be easily gathered together.

"Is the teacher going?"

If the call comes to Heichuan, he will definitely go. Whether there are fairy spirits or not is a trivial matter, just talk about it, but I don’t know what Teacher Yongji thinks—he is a truth seeker. And a pragmatic teacher, I can't bear lies in my life.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have quarreled with my wife to this extent.

Yoshie Yongji held the phone tightly, "I'll pack up and go to the TV station tomorrow, and you, Kurokawa, are going to prepare as well. We'll leave Sendai early."

He looked sideways at his wife's door: "I remember that there is a saying in the "Tao Te Ching", if you can't resist temptation, then stay away from temptation."

Kurokawa closed the door and went back to the guest room, dragged out his luggage and prepared to leave. He was always simple, with a few clothes and a stone bowl and Cong Yunya. He said to Kiemon that it was time to leave, and Kiemon jumped in surprise, " Is this leaving?"

"Well, pack your bags."

"Hey, it looks like my marketing plan is going to start all over again."

Boom boom boom.

There was the sound of a large piece of snow collapsing outside, like a thunderstorm. The recent continuous heavy snow accumulated thick snow, sometimes hanging on the window sill, sometimes piled up on the outside of the air conditioner, and on the roof, etc. When it can't bear the weight, it will fall like an avalanche.

Kurokawa and Kiemon have become accustomed to it.

But this time the snow was so heavy that it hit somewhere. The lights and the TV flickered a few times and went off abruptly. Under the black light, Kiemon took out his cell phone from under the pillow and illuminated the bedroom, "Where is it?"

"I'll ask the front desk."

Heichuan picked up the phone in the bedroom, and the opposite person answered quickly, and the answer was very formulaic. He said that the power supply facilities were damaged due to the snow, and he had already contacted the maintenance personnel. However, it was too late because the road was icy. It will be a while...even the next day.

"This is miserable."

Kiemon held up his mobile phone, "There is no internet."

Kurokawa also used a computer to sort out the materials. He looked outside and said, "I'll go and have a look."

Saying that he lay on the bed and closed his eyes, the silver awns left his body and flew out of the window, lying reclined like Lord Kiemon, he said it was no wonder why he always felt familiar when he saw Ji Xiangtian today.

Misaki's silver eyes always have a sense of indifference and ruthlessness, which fully shows the untimely alienation in him. Every time Misaki appears, Kiemon and those eyes always look at each other with cold eyes. Wrapped... He felt that he was talking to a ferocious and ruthless beast, an inhuman pottery made of earth, or a cold stone, rather than a living person.

The eyes of human beings have emotions, there are water and reflections in them, sorrow and hardship, joy and sorrow, but there is nothing in the eyes of Mangjian and Jixiangtian.

I was thinking about it.

A little light came on in the room.

The incomparably beautiful Jixiangtian she saw during the day appeared in the bedroom. She looked around, raised her brows slightly, and looked at the surprised Kiemon who was from ear to ear and asked, "Live by yourself?"

During the day she wore a Tang-style palace dress, but at night she wore a very businesslike black suit, with wavy hair and a cigarette in her cell phone.

Ji Xiangtian looked at the body of Kurokawa on the bed next to him: "Together with human beings."

"Where's his soul?"

"Have you taken it?"

Kiemon rubbed against the corner of the wall, and felt that the auspicious day was not a good person. He came to visit without even saying hello at night. It didn't make much sense, right? "Why are you asking this? Instead of asking someone else, you should explain your purpose first." .”

Ji Xiangtian dragged a chair and sat down, took a puff of cigarettes, and blew out smoke rings, "Just take a look, I haven't seen a god of good fortune like you before."

She smiled, and changed the subject again: "I also have some doubts, how dare a little god like you appear in front of me, isn't it because you want to steal my business?"

"Don't mind Taniguchi's business."

"We don't violate the water in the well."

This is a threat. It is estimated that Jixiangtian saw Kiemon moving around Taniguchi during the daytime. He tried to persuade and obstruct Taniguchi. His desire and persistence were very strong, so he did not give up Jixiangtian.

This kind of bare-naked poaching behavior made Ji Xiangtian unhappy, so he came to ask someone to warn him at night.

Kiemon was heartbroken.

"You are a god...how can you do such a thing? You are threatening and using it, just like the Yamaguchi-gumi."

Ji Xiangtian didn't want to be as holy as she saw in the daytime at all, she had a commercial smirk on her face: "Let's eat together, friend."

"Besides, you think God is something good."

Kiemon's three views are about to be brushed into blank paper these days, he pursed his mouth in pain, "You have completely ruined my good New Year to God."

God is a good thing, so Tanuki Myojin is a good thing, so Kiemon has to work hard to become a god, but these days, whether it is Kurokawa, Taniguchi, or a fairy, Ji Xiangtian has personally told him that God is God , good and bad, similar to human beings, nothing special.

Ji Xiangtian was in a good mood: "Then congratulations, you finally know the true face of God."