Chapter 305: The Trees in the Garden Are Unaware that People Have Left

"Ancestor of Arima?"

After hearing Higashino Yu's explanation, Imagawa Kashiwagi's face was full of surprise. After hesitating for a moment, he walked back and forth in the room and decided to kneel down opposite Higashino Yu and Arima Norimune, bowing slightly.

"If you can, please let me be there too!"

After that, he asked: "But will this affect Arima's ancestors? I heard that in some local legends, spirits seem to be affected by living people."

"That's not true. The old man is an ancient swordsman and a leading general. He has been on the battlefield for many years and has a big heart. Don't worry about him being frightened. As long as you don't be frightened."

"Please don't worry."

Imagawa Kashiwagi said seriously: "The last time I went to Mrs. Sakurada's house with the president and Higashino, I couldn't go with him that night because the store at home was short of manpower. I accepted Mrs. Sakurada's hospitality, but I couldn't stay at Mrs. Sakurada's house at the end of her life. I have always felt very sorry to say goodbye at this stage, so I could only go to Sensoji Temple to pray for her to make up for it.”

"Since we have to fulfill the last wish of Arima ancestors, as a friend, I should not stay out of it."

After hearing what he said, Arima Zezong knelt down and bowed solemnly.

Although Arima Tadaksu is an ancestor who doesn't know how many generations ago, he has always treated him as a son and grandson. Even if he was not optimistic about his swordsmanship talent, he still taught him everything and taught him seriously. Therefore, even the heartless Arima Nori Zong also respected and loved this ancestor whom he had not been with for long.

As a close disciple of Arima Tadayasu, Higashino Yu also solemnly bowed to thank him.

Then Arima Zezon took out the sword box and put it on the table. Dong Yeyu touched the sword box with his peaceful magic power. After a moment, a warm white light enveloped the sword box, and light spots like fireflies flowed out from the sword box. .

There was a flash of light, and an old man wearing old white clothes and his hair tied casually into a bun appeared in front of him.

However, unexpectedly, Arima Tadayasu did not greet Higashinoyu and others cheerfully as usual, but looked at the three young people in front of him in confusion.

"Excuse me, who are the three Your Excellencies?"

Although Imagawa Kashiwagi was a little confused as to why the ancestor of the Arima family asked who Arima was, he still bowed slightly very politely.

"Hello, Mr. Arima, I am Arima's classmate, Imagawa Kashiwagi. It's our first time meeting you. Please give me some advice."

After hearing this, Arima Tadayasu frowned and began to think deeply, as if he was thinking about what the kid in front of him was talking about? Not only is the accent very strange, but the content of the words is also difficult to understand.

Arima Zezong came closer and pointed at himself and said: "Ancestor Zhongkang, I, I am Zezong, your descendant."

"Nezumi?" Arima Tadaksu looked at it carefully for a moment, then shook his head: "Never heard of it."

Arima Zezong was silent for a few seconds and looked at Dongyeyu: "Ayu, ancestor Zhongkang has forgotten it again?"

In the past, Arima Zhongyao often forgot that he was dead, so Arima Zezong was also used to this ancestor's forgetfulness.

Dong Yeyu also felt puzzled. After thinking for a long time, he found a possible reason: "Maybe it is a sign that the soul power is about to be exhausted."

After thinking about it, I introduced myself to Arima Tadayasu. After hearing this, he still couldn't remember it.

Dong Yeyu blamed himself in his heart. He blamed himself for not thinking carefully about this matter. First, he did not expect that the loss of soul power would lead to the gradual loss of memory-this was really unknown.

This is also the first time that I have encountered this kind of situation where the soul has been exhausted because it has stayed in the world for too long. It has never been heard of before, and there is no record for reference.

Second, at that time, the normal school said that he wanted to go back to Fukuchiyama to visit, but he forgot that time has changed. Fukuchiyama is no longer the small town it used to be, and many of the old sites have been demolished and rebuilt into modern buildings.

The only thing that has not changed its position now is probably the small castle tower.

If Shifan gradually loses his memory, loses himself, and finally forgets everything and dissipates, leaving only regrets that he could not complete it, then he himself cannot escape the blame.

Dong Yeyu sighed, no longer hoping that he would remember it, and just asked.

"You may have forgotten, but you said you wanted to go back to Fukuchiyama to visit, so we took you to Fukuchiyama, but we don't know exactly what place you wanted to see. Is it the Fukuchiyama Castle Tower? Or your old mansion? Or perhaps it is Elsewhere?”

"Fukuchiyama."

Arima Tadayasu looked stunned for a moment when he heard this. He looked at the handsome and energetic young man in front of him. What was this kid talking about? Wasn't he always sitting in Fukuchiyama?

But in the end, he didn't yell out loud. Although he didn't remember who this kid was, he felt an inexplicable intimacy with him, as if there was a voice in his heart telling him that he could be trusted.

And the Japanese style room here seems quite strange.

He stood up suddenly and looked curiously at the exquisite furnishings in the room that were completely different from the ones he remembered at home.

Is this the mansion of a certain Manseki Daimyo?

Although Fukuchiyama is in an important place, it is not a big city. How could there ever be such a wealthy residence?

He felt a little headache as he thought about it, as if he had forgotten something important. He thought for a long time but had no answer. He just felt irritable and went to the window.

Subconsciously, he reached out and touched the clear window, which was made up of large pieces of glass. He marveled at its luxury, but also felt a little uncomfortable. After all, there were often hungry farmers under his rule.

Then his eyes fell on the sweet water outside the window.

"Is this the Fukugami River?"

He frowned, and flashes of swords and swords suddenly flashed in his mind. The world in front of him seemed to be distorted. Sometimes it was a strange and luxurious Japanese room, and sometimes it was a battlefield full of mud and blood. There were countless samurai coming with murderous swords in front of him.

The old man looked calm and was about to touch his waist, but the warriors disappeared again.

Arima Tadayasu immediately sensed something was wrong. He recalled everything the boys around him had just said and determined that he had forgotten something.

He tried hard to meditate and recall, his eyes wandering back and forth over the extremely familiar Fukushen River in front of him, and finally settled on a boulder: "Have you come back here?"

"Do you remember this place?" Dong Yeyu quickly stood up and followed him: "Did you remember something?"

Arima Tadayasu was silent for a while before answering.

"When I was young, I fell in love with a peasant girl named Qiuzi, and I often met her here."

He showed a nostalgic look and stretched out his broad and skinny fingers: "Here, did you see that boulder that looks like a platform? During the hydrangea blooming season, we sat on the stone and watched the moon."

Dong Yeyu and others followed the old man's guidance and saw that there was indeed a flat boulder covered with moss by the river. The silver-gray moonlight spilled from the leaves, making people imagine the comfort of sitting on the stone and looking up at the moon.

There are many wild hydrangea bushes growing around, and clusters of purple flowers like hydrangeas are swaying in the moonlight.

"The hydrangeas are blooming again this year. They are so beautiful. But Qiuzi is probably a married woman. I don't know if she is still in the village now. It would be nice if she could see them."

In the feudal era of the island country, samurai and peasants were two parallel classes. It was impossible to intermarry, and even being a concubine was a luxury. Even Ma Zhongkang could not violate this rule.

The girl named Qiuzi fell in love with someone she shouldn't have liked at that time, and naturally there was no result in the end.

In ancient times, lovers would either hang themselves on the southeast branch, or they would be separated by the sky. It was rare that they would eventually get married.

Dong Yeyu felt quite emotional when he thought of this. Suddenly a very appropriate poem came to mind, and he murmured softly: "Probably this is, the trees in the garden don't know where the people are gone, but the old flowers will still bloom when spring comes."

Arima Tadakasu touched his palms and sighed: "What a beautiful poem, did you write it, Higashino-kun?"

Dong Yeyu showed a shameful smile and shook his head: "This junior does not have that kind of talent. It was written by a poet named Cen Shen from the Tang Dynasty in China."

Arima Zezong scratched his head. He didn't know much about China and was very surprised. Isn't that a wild flower? What does it have to do with the garden tree?

Imagawa Kashiwagi, who likes reading, has never heard of this poem, but it does not prevent him from showing admiration. Higashino-kun is really knowledgeable.

"Presumably this poet has also experienced such a parting."

The old man thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and remained calm - he had actually never heard of this poet.

After saying that, he put his hands on his sleeves and looked lost in thought again. His memory seemed to have returned to the era when wars were rife.

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Dong Yeyu waited for a while and asked: "Is your wish just to come here and have a look?"

Arima Tadayasu shook his head, "Although I came back here for some reason, I do feel nostalgic and a little happy, but there are still things in my heart that I can't let go of."

"Can you tell me what it is?"

"I'm sorry, Higashino-kun, I seem to be feeling a little weird, and I can't remember it for the moment." Arima Tadayasu bowed slightly, with an apology on his old face.

Not here?

Dong Yeyu thought for a moment and thought of a way, "How about this, I will take you on a tour of Mount Fukuchi tonight, maybe you can find the place you really want to go?"

There is not much time left for the old man. Since there is no way to pinpoint where Shifan wants to go, he can only go to all the places he might want to go. Anyway, I can use Yin Shen to take Shifan on a trip, and I can see the famous Fukuchiyama in one night. Finished walking the historical attractions.

Arima Tadayasu thought for a moment and nodded: "In that case, I'll trouble you." He really couldn't remember it. As long as he was thinking about it, all kinds of chaotic scenes would appear in front of him, which would make people crazy.

"Will the teacher agree to going out so late?" Arima Nozune frowned.

"Even if Mr. Oura agrees, there are still safety risks."

Imagawa Kashiwagi glanced at Higashino Yu, with a worried look on his face: "This is in the mountains, and there are no cars. Higashino-kun might be in danger if he goes out alone. I heard that there are bears in the mountains here."

"Why don't we find a driver willing to take us in the town we passed by when we arrived and take a ride?"

I'm afraid I won't be able to finish walking at dawn.

Dong Yeyu shook his head, smiled and comforted: "Have you forgotten that I am a demon slayer?"

As he spoke, he stretched out a finger, and under the surprised gazes of the two men, a blue fox fire bloomed. The fox fire danced back and forth on the fingertips, like an elf, and finally fell into the palm of his hand and disappeared.

"I can send my shikigami protector, Shihan, for a visit. I just need to stay in touch with the shikigami in the room at all times."

"Is that so?" Imagawa Kashiwagi nodded thoughtfully, "That's a good idea."

Arima Zemune was stunned for a moment, remembering the cool sword skills he had used in the kendo competition before. He seemed to have constructed in his mind that after learning these spells, he would become a city hero, fight against evildoers, heroes save beauties, and then the beautiful girls would The erotic scene of throwing oneself into one's arms.

Without any hesitation, he came over with a smile and patted Dongye Yu's shoulder in a rather servile manner: "Ayu, we are good friends and good brothers, right?"

Dongye Yu glanced at him and immediately saw through the boy's delusion. Strictly speaking, Arima Zezong was not a bad person, and he was even very loyal to his friends, but it was true that his small head controlled his big head.

If he was allowed to learn to practice and learn magic, this boy might use it to do some obscene and vulgar things.

Thinking of this, Dongye Yu decisively refused to teach him to practice: "The practice of a demon hunter requires talent."

"What talent? I have a horse, I must have it, good brother, good brother, teach me."

As it concerns the happiness of the lower body, Arima Zezong also gave it his all, showing an unprecedented flattering expression, and he was almost kneeling.

Imagawa Kashiwagi was actually quite interested in practice, but he was not as shameless as Arima Zezong, so he was embarrassed to speak. When he saw Dongye Yu said that talent was needed, he also came over and listened carefully.

Dong Yeyu asked: "For example, demon hunters are born with the ability to sense the spirit of heaven and earth. This is one of the necessary conditions for cultivation. Can you do it?"

This is indeed a talent condition required for cultivation. Most people will never learn to sit and forget in their lifetime, and among those who learn to sit and forget, nine out of ten cannot sense the spirit of heaven and earth.

Of course, this is just saying that no matter whether Arima Zezong has talent or not, he cannot let this kid practice. As a friend, I can guarantee him a lifetime of wealth and health, and even give him some elixir to prolong his life.

But don't think about practicing.

You are thinking about having a close contact with beautiful girls every day, and you wanted to steal someone's corner to become the chief of the minotaur. What will happen if he practices?

I am afraid that if he learns magic in the morning, there will be rumors of yellow-haired flower thieves in Tokyo at night.

"This" Arima Zezong still didn't give up, "I, I can feel it, you see, we are all around-"

Arima Tadayoshi on the side couldn't stand it anymore, covering his face and sighing, are these the descendants of my family? What a misfortune for my family.

Higashino Yu shook his head and patted Arima Norimune's shoulder, "Some things can't be forced."

"Okay, the time for the teacher training is running out. I'll make some preparations and send the shikigami to accompany him to Fukuchiyama City."

Higashino Yu ended the topic and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Jinguji Kagami Hiiragi and Asumimi Sanae.

"Hiiragi Kagami, Sanae, I have something to go out for later. Are you free? If you are free, come downstairs now. I'll give you something."

The demons of Oeyama are lurking in the dark. If he leaves, Sanae and the others may not be safe, so Higashino Yu decided to lend them the Chunyang sword box for self-defense temporarily.