The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 1265
Huakaiyuan Xiuyuan and Nuliang Huapiao looked at each other, at first they thought Ashiya Michiman was trying to help them, but now it seems that he also has his own purpose, and he has no interest in helping them.
"One last warning to you..."
Ashiya Michimitsu calmed down quickly, he smiled a little strangely, a little horrified, and the old and clear contradictory eyes became deeper and deeper.
"...All of you have underestimated that great onmyoji. He knows the past, present, and future. Everything you do may be under his control. Everything you do is what he wants. Let you do it."
Huakaiyuan Xiuyuan's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but said: "...Could it be that it is his wish that we summon Amaterasu and Lord Taishan? He influenced us to do so unconsciously?"
"Ha ha ha ha ha……"
Ashiya Michiman didn't speak, but smiled meaningfully.
Huakaiyuan Xiuyuan and Nuliang Huapiao were terrified. If this was true, then they underestimated the monster master, and they were simply being played by him in the palm of their hands.
But, why did he want to summon Amaterasu Omisami and Lord Taishan? Isn't this asking for trouble? Moreover, since other onmyojis can do it, if he wants to, as a great onmyoji, he can do it more easily.
"Could it be...that little girl was also arranged by him long ago?"
Huakaiyuan Xiuyuan frowned his thin and short eyebrows, muttering to himself.
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The world is called fate, the knotted silk thread is tangled and entangled, the fragile and sad Bianhua spends its days in anger, sadness, and tears, beyond the curtain at midnight, the irresistible hatred, I wish to eliminate it.
six years ago--
"When will the flowers of the cherry tree bloom? At the foot of the mountain, when will it bloom? When will the flowers of the cherry tree be fragrant? The seven sons laugh and play often. When will the flowers of the cherry tree float? The seven sons sing and fall asleep. When will the flower of the cherry tree die? The seven sons passed away, and their souls ascended to heaven."
With a melodious and beautiful voice, she sang mysterious nursery rhymes in a soft voice, but the lyrics contained a touch of mystery.
This is a small village hidden in the mountains, with a beautiful environment, lush greenery all over the mountains, and countless beautiful cherry blossoms blooming to their heart's content.
The village is not big, and every household is well known. It is better to say that all the people are relatives than neighbors.
There is no war here, no harassment by monsters, and it seems to be a legendary paradise in the world without contention. People here believe in the "mountain god" and believe that they can stay away from the distress of war and the erosion of monsters because of the blessing of the mountain god.
Worshiping mountain gods has also become a tradition. The most luxurious place in the village is the shrine on the top of the mountain, and the person with the most power is the village chief and the shrine's head.
A little girl about seven years old was wearing a shabby bathrobe, squatting by the clear river. She placed the stones from the largest ones into a tower shape little by little, and softly chanted the song "Send Seven Sons" in her mouth. nursery rhyme.
Her voice was not as ignorant as a child's, but very calm. Even all the chaos around her seemed to be healed by her voice, and gradually calmed down.
"Pa-ta... pa-ta..."
A small stone accidentally fell from the top of the tower. After bouncing a few times along the slope, it fell to a place not far away. The girl raised her delicate and expressionless face like a doll, and stretched out her hand to go Pick up that pebble.
But in the next moment, a trace of surprise flashed in her brown pupils, because beside the stone, a pair of feet came into her eyes, and when she slowly raised her head, she finally saw clearly that it was a pair of wearing loose clothes. The young man in the divine robe and with a gentle face, the sun's light poured down from the young man's back, causing the little girl to subconsciously cover her eyes, as if the bright light was emanating from the young man in front of her.
Chapter 0168 love and cherry
The little girl picked up the stone in a daze, held her in her palm, raised her little head and looked at the man in front of her.
She is very bold, even in the face of strange, gorgeously dressed people, she still has no fear.
"Sir, are you lost?"
The little girl opened her mouth and spoke softly. The healing voice makes people feel like a spring breeze after hearing it. She has a beautiful short black hair, which will reach the ears, and combed into the unique hairstyle of little girls in this era. , like a doll sold by roadside vendors, delicate and fragile.
The little girl's expression was very calm, but the corners of her mouth moved, not knowing if she was trying to make a smile.
Refreshing dark hair, paired with a skin as white as porcelain jade, the little girl's body is very clean, without a trace of filth, but the clothes she wears are very shabby, although it is rare for common people in this era, with A bathrobe of the same color, but the pink stains on the clothes have been mottled and peeled off, and the sleeves and collar are still patched. Just by looking at it, you can tell that this dress has a history of many years.
Even if you are in a remote mountain village with almost no one, there are still rulers here, who will be sent to collect rent. Even if you are enjoying yourself, the people in the village can barely eat. It is difficult to fill the stomach.
This is a very common situation in Yamato in this era. The difference in living standards between the upper and the bottom of the pyramid is like heaven and earth.
She can only wear a yukata, and as for luxurious clothes like kimonos, only real noble ladies can wear them.
"My name is Liangyiluo... Love..."
The man spoke softly, and in the cool morning, with the faint warm wind, it seemed that people's hearts had been baptized.
The little girl widened her brown pupils, opened her mouth slightly as if in surprise, "...how do you know my name?"
"I know everything, not only your name, but also your past, your present, your future, I also know everything... Love..."
Common people in this era don't have surnames, so the little girl in front of her only needs one name - love.
"Are you... a big shot outside?"
Ai has been living in this remote mountain village since she was born. She has never seen the outside world, and even the people outside have only seen soldiers with ferocious faces who came to collect rent. And the greatest person she has ever seen is only the god-lord and village head of the village.
"I am an emissary from hell... love..."
Liang Yiluo took a step forward and came in front of Ai.
Ai, who is only seven years old, is so small that she can't even reach Liangyiluo's waist.
He bent down slightly, and without using any strength, he opened Ai's little hand with baby fat, and took out the stone inside.
Walking to the pile of stones, Liangyiluo put the last small stone on the top of the tower, completing a somewhat childlike and strange stone creation.
"I'm sorry, love... your future is already doomed, for my purpose, for my wish, you have to sacrifice, love..."
"That is the future that has long been doomed. It's just that I can change it, but I still want to promote it with my own hands. Maybe in your eyes, I caused all of this. This is not the future you should have, but, no matter what Say, it's all going to happen... love..."
The voice of Liangyiluo was ethereal, as if it was about to disappear with the wind at any time, invading Ai's mind from all directions.
Ai's eyes widened, she was as quiet as a doll, completely unable to understand what the person in front of her was talking about.
It’s just that for some reason, the words that were gentle and warm before now seem like the cold wind of hell, as if the little girl saw the beautiful scenery on the Santu River.
"You don't need to know, and it's impossible to know, just feel the last beauty like this... Love..."
The dark eyes were deep and serene, Liang Yiluo didn't have any pity when he said these words, only indifference and indifference.
It was only at this time that Ai realized that the eyes of the person in front of him were very beautiful, as if he could see the black flames burning and falling, as if it was an illusion of time and space, mysteriously entangled in the same cycle of reincarnation...
"As a reward, as a reward that you may not want, I gave it to you, love..."
A bunch of blood-red fruits appeared in Liang Yiluo's hands, which were so delicate and charming, just like peach hearts in love.
He picked one from the branch, and gently and slowly handed it to Ai's mouth.
Ai looked at the bright red fruit in front of her that looked like human blood, she didn't know what it was, she just opened her cherry red mouth blankly, and let Liang Yiluo stuff it into her mouth.
Some are sour, some are sweet, and the aroma is strong, just like the pink lips of a young and sweet girl.