I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

1.

This beautiful onmyoji comes from the Huakaiyuan family, wearing a tall black hat, with slender belts on both sides like sideburns, and the most conspicuous is the two groups of symmetrical ink dots painted on the forehead, which is the Heian period The must-have makeup for aristocratic women, I didn't expect to see it on an onmyoji.

He sat upright in front of the warrior's gate, with his wide sleeves floating on his lap, in a freehand style.

Only one person brought the entire courtyard into the elegance of Kyoto.

Hearing the movement from the concierge, both the Onmyoji and the samurai looked over. The Onmyoji had a slightly curious expression on his face, and the samurai was really impatient, so he waved his hand to call the male servant over, "What remote place did you call the countryman again?" People, don't let him bother us."

Ever since he was infested by evil spirits, the samurai has been suffering all the time. Even if he comes out to meet guests now, the haggard and haggard features are carved on his face.

The male servant stood in front of the samurai, and whispered the description of the innkeeper in a low voice. The samurai was a little surprised when he heard it. passed to him.

With this in mind, the samurai still invited Kurokawa to go in, and then apologized to the onmyoji: "I'm really sorry, I have been tortured for many days, and I have invited countless onmyoji and mages, but none of them can do anything to me measures."

"There is such a good opportunity in front of me, I really don't want to miss it."

That onmyoji has a good temper, he smiled calmly, "Your Excellency, just do it."

"Dengdengdeng."

The sound of heavy footsteps resounded in the corridor, making people suspect that the new mage must be bloated, and with the heavy breathing of "hush, huff," it made people even more suspicious of how this physical strength turned over the mountain.

During this short period of time, the samurai thought of many thoughts. He stared at the paper door impatiently, just wanting to know if the mage was a liar. Then the paper door opened, and the samurai was surprised to find that it was from his own home. A servant, with a fatter figure, was panting for breath.

"Why is it only you?"

Samurai question.

The servant looked up in surprise, and then looked behind him: "My lord, the mage is right behind me."

The mage in black was stepping into the room sideways against the sunlight. He was at a loss at first, wondering why the samurai looked at him like this, but he heard the samurai bewildered: "Walking on such a bright wooden board, but you can't hear any sound, you must have practiced well." A special method."

After going back and forth like this, the doubts in the warrior's heart were dispelled, and he just respectfully worshiped the mage in black to one side.

Hei Chuan took a sip of tea, thinking that he just walked very lightly, why now it looks like a martial arts movie.

After a moment of silence, the samurai talked about his recent experiences. He was originally a rogue from the Musashi Kingdom. He was loved by his lord and was promoted many times to serve in Edo. He originally thought that he could live a peaceful life away from the bloody battlefield. Days, do not want to be invaded by a wronged soul.

"If I did something wrong, just punish me. But after thinking about it, I still can't think of anything I did that needs to be punished."

The samurai said sadly, "What's more, the onmyojis who came here all said that the crime is indeed not my fault, but the neighbor's."

"How do you say that?"

"Is it your neighbor's fault that you are responsible for?"

The onmyoji on one side asked.

"exactly!"

The samurai slapped his thigh, looked up to the sky and sighed, "The source of the disaster and the entanglement are obviously caused by the neighbors."

The samurai's neighbor is a person of the same class as him, but he is more favored by the lord. The food and service salary is three hundred shi higher than that of the samurai, and he has a high position and authority. Although they are close neighbors because of their different ranks, the two did not talk to each other. What ever, quite strange.

But the wives of the two talked a little bit. After all, the samurai was away from home and his wife was working at home. It was inevitable that they would meet a few times when they were drawing water at the mouth of the well, and they would often talk about something. Give each other food or go out together.

The source of the misfortune occurred on a festival, not a very important occasion, but an ordinary celebration to worship the god of harvest. The wife of the samurai went to the neighbor, but saw the neighbor's wife frowning.

The samurai wife asked, "What happened to worry you so much?"

The neighbor's wife slowly revealed the reason. It turned out that it was a maid hired by her family who was in charge of kitchen affairs. She was diligent and honest on weekdays. The dishes in the kitchen, and what's more, even the food in the kitchen has also experienced an unexplained shortage.

"It must have been stolen."

The neighbor's wife had this idea in her heart, and ordered a thorough investigation of the entire mansion. Although nothing was found, the mistress was told that the maid's house was in the valley area, and a flood had occurred there a few days ago, submerging the surrounding field.

"The two old parents in her family are both farmers. They must have lost their fields and cannot earn money."

The neighbor's wife told the samurai's wife: "Although their lives are miserable, no one in this world is sad. Naturally, I can't tolerate such a thing, so I ordered the maid to bring out the food, or I will send her to see the official."

No one expected that the maid had a strong temper and jumped into the well in the middle of the night when no one noticed.

Since then, strange things began to appear in the mansion, and many people said that the dead servant came back to take revenge.

The neighbor's wife was also deeply disturbed by it, so she looked worried.

After hearing the news, the warrior's wife said angrily, "What does this have to do with you? Could it be that you forced her to steal the rice?"

3.

The samurai finished the story very slowly, "One month after that, for some reason, this kind of thing happened in my house, and it was more intense than in the neighbor's house."

"At first we thought it was a monster, so we invited a well-known folk mage to come, but the other party said that it was a soul full of hatred. His mana was weak and he couldn't do anything, so he suggested that we find out a quick Quickly find out the reason, so as to resolve the resentment in the other party's heart."

"Our husband and wife have always been kind to others, so we have never done anything bad that caused death."

"After many inquiries, I discovered the neighbor after many inquiries. I also learned from my wife that she said inappropriate things in front of the ghost, which caused resentment."

"Where's your wife?"

The onmyoji from the Huakai Academy asked, "Why don't you let her come out to see her, I still have a lot of things I don't understand."

"That's it."

The samurai said indifferently: "Since that incident happened, I deeply hate her for being outspoken, and I have asked her to go back to her home to meditate for a few days."

"But it's strange to say that there is no abnormality in her family, and all the changes are limited to our two families."

After hearing these previous stories, the Onmyoji got up and told the samurai that he needed to walk around the yard to see where there was miasma. He turned around and asked Kurokawa, "Would the mage want to come together?"

"No."

If two people do the same job, the samurai is probably only willing to pay a share of the money.

He got up to say goodbye, found a completely different path from that of Onmyoji, and walked out the door.

Since it is the neighbor's ghost, why not ask the neighbor directly, he knocked on the door and told about his intentions, but what people can't imagine is that the face of the neighbor's doorman, who was still welcoming him with a smile, suddenly changed his face, "That's it!" Don't bother the mage, my master is free to decide."

This is very strange.

Must be hiding something.

Heichuan walked around the street and saw a dead pine tree next to the neighbor's house. Although the pine needles were all gone, leaving only bare branches, he could vaguely see a dying giant from a distance, holding on to the leylines.

Few trees can be so thrilling, presumably this is the reason, although the tree is dying, but the owner did not cut it down.

I don't know if there is a soul.

Kurokawa straightened his clothes and asked like a visitor for the first time. He reached out and touched it, but he didn't find any trace of the monster—is it already dead?

Heichuan looked at the vigorous tree trunk, then at the neighbor's high wall that blocked the inner courtyard, climbed up the branches in two or three steps, and looked around when he did this. He didn't want to be seen and treated as a Chasing after him like a thief.

After sitting on the branch, Kurokawa looked around the inner courtyard, trying to find the well where people drowned.

"What are you doing--"

A faint voice sounded from the ear.

scare!

Is this the heck?

Kurokawa's hand slipped, only then did he realize that the sound came from the pine tree beneath him.

……Ha ha ha ha.

It was caught by the master himself.

He jumped down and apologized repeatedly, but the pine spirit didn't care, it spoke like a gossamer, "It's nothing—I always think of when I was young, there were many children like you crawling around on me."

It is surprisingly easy to talk.

Kurokawa asked: "Do you know what happened in the yard today?"

"For some reason, the neighbors in this yard seem to be implicated."

"Is this..."

Song Shu pondered for a while, "It can be said to be implicated, or it can be said to have a reason."

When Kurokawa returned to the samurai's mansion, it was still a deep and quiet courtyard, but the servants in the courtyard were noisy and crowded together, all raising their heads to look at the sky.

Is there gold in the sky?

Heichuan followed the crowd and looked up, seeing nothing but the blue sky and white clouds.

The servant next to him talked about the whole story. It turned out that the onmyoji from the Huakaiyuan family walked around the backyard and said, "There is still a necessary reason missing." Disappeared, it is said that he went to his wife's mother's house.

Not long after, the onmyoji reappeared in the yard, the servants were all cautious, and even the samurai became nervous, looking full of worries.

The onmyoji returned to the Japanese room, closed his eyes and meditated, then opened his eyes and looked at Heichuan: "I don't know what the mage saw?"

Well this...

Kurokawa looked sideways at the samurai, "Is there anything else you want to add?"

The samurai's face changed slightly, "Let me think again."

Then he got up and left the room, as if his tail had been bitten.

After the samurai left, Heichuan calmly told the onmyoji: "I didn't see anything, I lied to him."