It's Hongye, not Nobunaga

A "Welcome back" came to Abe Seimei's ears, Shimizu Hongye's soft and gentle attitude also made him feel more happy, and the corners of his mouth curled up a bit.

"Well, I'm back." He repeated it again.

The closer distance caused the shoulders of the two to touch each other. Abe Seimei only needed to lower his head slightly to give her a kiss, but he didn't do that.

If she does, she will be angry.

Thinking of this, he simply set his sights on the youngsters who were training.

They were concentrating on training and didn't notice what was going on here.

"However, I would be happier if I didn't express my concern so fiercely?"

"is it?"

Qingshui Hongye also stared at the tennis court intently: "Then you should stay in Huangquan for a while, I don't mind staying forever."

"But I really mind!"

Abe Seimei really wanted to pinch her face, but in fact he did.

The delicate and soft touch of the girl's cheek made him squint his eyes, and soon he met the eyes that seemed to have no emotion but actually hid the fire.

His eyes suddenly softened, as if he was an abandoned puppy: "In this case, I always feel that Hongye doesn't care about me at all."

"Do you need my attention?"

Shimizu Hongye patted his hand away, quite lightly, too lazy to talk to him about it, and glanced at Feng Chotaro, who was stunned by the tennis court who accidentally turned to this side, and brought the topic back to the right track Up: "Don't be poor, talk about something serious."

"Is it about the entrance to Huangquan?"

Abe Seimei also put away her hippie smile, and took off the beige scarf she was wearing while talking, and wrapped it around her bare neck in the cold wind: "It's a long story, Let me tell you slowly. It's cold, so you should wear more clothes."

Shimizu Hongye did not reject his overtures, looked at the face that was completely indistinguishable from the Heian era, waited quietly for him to put on the scarf, and then slowly said: "Now you can talk."

"The entrance to the Underworld was opened artificially, but it was not done by people in this world, but something that was committed by the dead creatures in the Underworld for a long time."

Although it was a long story just now, in the end Abe Seimei chose to describe the whole story to her in a more concise language: "They opened the entrance to the underworld and returned to the world but did not close it. Under the influence of qi, some abnormal phenomena occurred in the capital. Shutendouji let the monsters of Dajiangshan solve it in time, and he himself followed me to the underworld, and helped me open the entrance of the underworld. It's sealed."

"You know, once the entrance is expanded, the whole of Kyoto may be involved."

She nodded.

Not only Abe Seimei made the move, but Shuten-douji was also added. It can be seen that the method for those guys to open the entrance is very complicated, otherwise they wouldn't have spent so much effort.

She changed her mind and said again: "What else did you encounter in Huangquan?"

"It can't be hidden from you."

He chuckled and continued, "We met Izanami."

This name made Qingshui Hongye look sideways: "You actually met her?"

Izanami, the goddess of filth in the underworld, is the mother goddess in Japanese myths and legends. She was burned to death because she gave birth to the god of fire. She currently lives in the country where the underworld is in charge of the dead.

This is a legend that has been handed down in this world. Although it is slightly different from the actual situation, in general, there is still no difference.

That is a very difficult goddess.

Shimizu Hongye began to carefully look at the young man in front of him, and Abe Seimei let her look at it very calmly, and after a while, he laughed: "Why, do you want to make sure whether the person standing in front of you is a living person or a dead person?"

"Are you human?"

He was still in the mood to make a joke, which was obviously a good one, so Shimizu Hongye also looked away: "Didn't that woman, Izanami, do things for you?"

"She planned to invite Shuten-douji and me to a feast, but we rejected her, so she chased her all the way to Huangquan Hirazaka before she escaped."

Huangquan Biliangzaka is the place where Izanaki avoided Izanami and returned to the human world in the legend, which also means the passage between the human world and the underworld.

Shimizu Hongye also knew this, and also understood why it took him so long to come back: "Then your luck is not bad."

"I think so too."

Abe Seimei smiled confidently, but it didn't annoy people. On the contrary, it attracted people's attention: "And before I left, I made a deal with her."

"trade?"

"This is the secret between me and Izanami."

He pretended to be mysterious, and was disgusted by Shimizu Hongye once again, but he didn't continue to ask. When asked about what happened recently, he answered him simply.

After hearing the final fate of the Hundred Story Group, Abe Seimei didn't think there was any surprise. He just nodded and turned the topic back to the dead things in Huangquan: "It seems that his target is you."

"I know."

Qingshui Hongye already had a rough guess about the identities of those guys who came up from the underworld: "But if you think this is the only way to deal with me, you'd be too naive."

Abe Seimei shrugged irrefutably.

"So, what about the note?"

Shimizu Hongye brought up what Yuan Boya found in the small shrine with Abe's family crest painted on it: "Is that the mantra of Taishanfu Lord's Sacrifice?"

She didn't know much about Taishan Mansion Lord Festival, not even as good as Yuan Boya who had seen Abe Seimei perform this spell, so she asked very frankly.

Abe Seimei did not hide this, shook his head, and said, "No."

"But it has something to do with Taishan Mansion Monarch Festival, right?"

"...You are right."

After returning from the underworld, Abe Seimei went to Kyoto. After hearing those things from Yuan Boya, he smiled helplessly: "It is indeed related. It can even be said that this matter is indeed related to Abe's family."

Shimizu Hongye raised her eyebrows.

"The King of Taishan Prefecture Festival was brought into Abe's house by Abe Nakamaro when he returned from the Tang Dynasty. Do you know about this?"

"I've heard of it."

"Although it is rumored that the descendants of the Abe family often perform this technique, in fact, there are not many people who can really perform it. Even Abe Nakamaro himself only performed it once in his life. Later, it was passed down to the In my generation, no one except me has the ability to display it."

Abe Seimei recalled: "The Taishan Mansion Monarch Festival is not as beautiful as the outside world rumors. If you want to bring back the soul of a dead person, you must sacrifice the soul of a living person as a substitute. To put it bluntly, it is life for life. "

This is the first time Qingshui Hongye has heard of this. After all, she has never seen it with her own eyes, and there are very few related records in later generations, so there is no way to know it.

"It's okay if the life-changer volunteers, but in order to get back the life of the person he wants, some people even take the life of the unwilling person by force. This is inhumane after all. Even I don't It would be easy to do this.”

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and enlarged the photos he took: "Although there are some similarities between this and Taishan Fujun Festival, most of them are still different. And it is not so much a kind of Taoism." It’s more like a sorcery than a law.”

"Witchcraft?"

"Using the above method can extract the lives of other people, extend a person's lifespan, and even change his physique, turning this immortal person into a monster that looks like a human but not human."

Abe Seimei's fingers stopped on a vague and rather cryptic sentence: "This method is very cruel and requires many living lives as sacrifices... I won't go into details with you , all in all, those guys should have relied on this method to survive until now."

"So, are they really the heirs of your Abe family?"

"That's how it should be. But... it's not mine."

The second half of the sentence was actually just a joke. After all, neither Shimizu Koye nor Abe Seimei had ever felt the slightest aura related to him from those guys from the Yumonin family.

It's just that he said it seriously, his eyes were fixed on Qingshui Hongye's eyes, and he said word by word: "I have no heirs."

"..."

She was silent for a while, and looked away unnaturally: "I didn't ask you this."

"I know, I just don't want you to misunderstand."

Abe Seimei nodded approvingly, and before Shimizu Hongye got angry, he held her hand next to her and continued: "I actually left Heian-kyo very early. The Abe family probably couldn't afford to lose [Abe Seimei]'s hand." Just after I left, another [Abe Seimei] was arranged to appear there."

In Shimizu Koyo's memory, Abe Seimei has more contacts with monsters than with humans.

He is only famous among human beings, but not many people have actually seen his true face.

Many people have seen it before, but they don't know that the person in front of them is Abe Seimei, or because of the onmyoji, they forget it after seeing it.

If you think about it this way, it seems to be able to explain why a counterfeit product goes up, but not many people can tell that it is not Abe Seimei.

She pondered for a while: "However, the Abe family will definitely not let an outsider do this kind of thing. In other words, Nue is indeed a member of the Abe family."

"exactly."

Abe Seimei nodded: "I also think he should be from the Abe family, and it is very likely that he is a guy of my generation or similar."

"Do you still have an impression of people of your generation?"

"Honestly, not much."

Abe Seimei has lived in Kamo's house almost since he became sensible, and even set up another mansion by himself when he became an adult. Except for his own father, he has almost never had any contact with other people in Abe's family.

He is not familiar with the Abe family.

Having made this point clear, Shimizu Hongye stopped asking about this matter, and changed the subject after thinking about it.

"The black soil that those mummies turned into should be the soil of the underworld. I sealed it in a jar and put it in the Nuliang Group. You can go and get it later."

"it is good."

Abe Seimei did not shirk.

The author has something to say:

Hongye:? ? ?it's none of my business again

Qingming has been offline for so long, so let me explain his itinerary.Although being hunted down is a bit miserable.

By the way, let me explain the setting of the origin of Yumonin family and Nue in the text.Admit it is Seimei?dream!

I really... today.Being questioned by the teacher is so miserable, I can't pass the doubt...

And it seems that I fell into a stiff neck on the bus...

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