"This should be the main street..." Xie Yuanyuan shook his head and looked at the current scene from a distance, "I don't know where Mrs. Goto lives..."
He Qin said: "No surprise, it's the biggest room."
Several people were walking on the road. I wonder if it was because the place was close to the Sumida River. The lingering mist in the air was like the breath exhaled by countless ghosts before they died, making their nostrils stained with wet mucus. Feeling of stagnation.
The road under their feet was also covered with traces of moss everywhere. The stone bricks paving the road were uneven, with a bulge in the east and a concave corner in the west. Even in the thin night, the moss showed a rich and dark green. On it, the undulating road surface was smoothed out a little more coherently, but the smooth and soft touch still made the four of them feel like they were walking in the swollen throat cut across by some giant creature.
Du Zijun frowned: "This place is really uncomfortable."
Dense mist sprayed in the air, covering the criss-crossing streets like an unclear maze. In the dark green and diffuse white, Wen Zheliu always felt that there were many inexplicable sights, staring at them through the heavy rain and fog.
The white lantern cast a dim light downwards, like eyeballs hanging in front of the old house. He Qin said in a deep voice: "Speed up, it's best to find the residence of Wudao Qianli as soon as possible."
Wen Zheliu was led by him and whispered: "It's so humid here. I think the third world boss's ability must be related to water."
"It's very possible," He Qin said, "but at present, these are just speculations. Did the baby remember the nursery rhyme just now?"
Wen Zheliu nodded: "I've written it down. There must be important clues in it."
Du Zijun watched as he walked and said casually: "Although I don't know what it means yet, the Jinya-sama mentioned there shouldn't be talking about Goto Senri's dead husband, right?"
Xie Yuanyuan didn't understand these titles the least, so he couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why?"
Wen Zuriyanagi said warmly: "According to the daimyo structure system of the Edo period, Jinya is only the lowest standard title, far below the kokumochi daimyo, kokumochi daimyo, and the castle daimyo, and the castle daimyo. Tokugawa Shogun's How come a family with foreign relatives only has the title of a cityless territory?"
He paused for a moment and said hesitantly: "... However, it is said that it is not necessarily true. Maybe this nursery rhyme is just a metaphor, or it symbolizes the meaning... It is better to understand the situation first before talking about it."
Xie Yuanyuan was shocked: "How do you know so much? Why don't I know anything? Was my time taken away by Diavolo?"
Wen Zheliu said helplessly: "Diavolo can only delete the world line for ten seconds... When we knew that the third world might be Edo, we just checked the relevant information."
Xie Yuanyuan felt depressed for a moment: "Ah... why is this, I didn't study hard..."
"Okay," Du Zijun grabbed his collar with one hand, "There's no time for you to be depressed here, so you'd better leave quickly."
At the same time, the sky had completely darkened. There were no stars or moon in the night sky, and only thick clouds covered the sky. Seeing that the long street was coming to an end and the light of the lanterns was gradually dimming, He Qin took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, looked around, chose an inconspicuous house, reached out and gently took off the lantern. .
"Sorry to bother you." He said with deep brows and gentle expression, he took out a few golden round grains from his pocket and placed them in front of the rotten and moldy door, "A small thank you is not a sign of respect."
Wen Zheliu looked at him, watching him blow out the candles in the lantern and replace them with the talisman paper that spontaneously ignited into a bright flame in the absence of wind.
The shabby white lantern was suddenly filled with full light, like a small moon with yellow edges, and He Qin held it gently in his hand.
The snow-colored hunting clothes were fluttering in the mist. The tall and handsome man was holding a bright lamp. His eyes were as bright as glass, and he was staring at Wenzheliu with a smile. He was like a Yumu Tuo Liushen wandering at night. When the two of them looked at each other, In an instant, the world was quiet for a moment.
He's so good-looking, Wen Zheliu thought with a blush.
"What is this?" Du Zijun stared with suspicion.
"The luminous talisman in the Onmyoji area." He Qin said lightly, "It's specially used to support the scene."
"You are really worried about how much money you have." Du Zijun murmured.
"Hey, look!" Xie Yuanyuan suddenly discovered something and hurriedly pointed to the mountainside not far away, "There is still light over there!"
He Qin took Wen Zheliu's hand and said, "Then let's go there."
The four of them were covered with dew and mountain mist. Abundant water drops rustled down from the trembling branches and leaves, wetting their shoulders and backs. In the dark and deep forest, only the bag in He Qin's hand could be seen. Lanterns are the only source of light.
When the four of them trudged hard and stepped on the slippery bluestone steps to the light source, they discovered that it was a huge mansion crawling on the mountainside. In the dark night, it looked like a sleeping giant beast, secretly Breathing like a living thing.
The four of them looked at each other, and Wen Zheliu stepped forward tentatively, patted the tall door, and wet his hands with moss and mud.
"Is anyone there?" he shouted, "Excuse me, is this the residence of Mrs. Goto?"
The chill slowly spreads up the soles of the shoes, like ox-hair needles stinging people densely, with a cold and painful feeling. There was silence all around, and they waited quietly. Wen Zheliu turned his head left and right curiously, observing the style and facade of the ancient building in front of him. When he saw the wall on the right, a strange woman's face suddenly appeared from above, staring straight at him!
That pale and thin face, messy long black hair, dark eye sockets, and scary eyes without any human emotions... He Qin twitched subconsciously when he heard Zheliu's breath, and He Qin hurriedly held his hand. But when he came back to his senses and wanted to take a closer look, the head that suddenly appeared disappeared again.
All this happened in a blink of an eye. Before He Qin had time to ask what he saw, a strange pulsation suddenly came from the mansion in front of him, and even the ground where the four of them were standing and half of the ridge shook. !
This movement was like an awakening heartbeat, or an eerie drum sound that awakened some creature sleeping in the darkness. After it, the light of a pavilion suddenly shone brightly in the dark night, and people were chattering. The sounds of people talking, the sound of walking, and the busy cleaning sounds of servants are all like boiling viscous hot soup. More and more bubbles are rolling out from every corner of the mansion garden, and they continue to form a blur. Clear noise.
At this moment, it came alive.
—To be precise, the entire Asakusa came to life.
The vibrating ripples spread down the mountain in circles, and the rows of white lanterns also fired up one after another, making hollow noises. The mist rolled into a dense drizzle in the sky, the rain rustled, and many slender black shadows gradually emerged from the light under the lanterns, walking faintly on the streets. The shop lights are on, the restaurant lights are on, but the light is so pale that there is no trace of color or temperature, and it can only remind people of the scene in the underworld.
"What...what's going on?!" Xie Yuanyuan said in surprise, "A scary version of Spirited Away?"
Du Zijun glanced at him: "Stop talking, someone is coming!"
With the sound of creaking and turning, the door in front of him slowly opened, and an old man with a slightly arched back and a pine-colored feathers came out. His gray Tsukiyo hair was neatly combed. Wen Zheliu hurriedly handed over the entrustment document. In order to avoid making too many mistakes and saying too much, he just imitated He Qin's example and nodded respectfully, without speaking first.
The maid brought up a small lamp for lighting, and the old man looked at the document in the light and said hurriedly: "Ah, it turns out it's the Onmyoji master invited by Mrs. Qingteng! I am the housekeeper of this place. Everyone, please come in, please come in!"
Wen Zheliu was a little dumbfounded, why did Mrs. Qingteng appear again? Is it another name for Goto Senri
He Qin stood beside him, looked around lightly, and said, "What a bother."
These people were dressed in luxurious clothes and had extraordinary grace. They walked up the mountain without any appearance of embarrassment. Even though they were not wearing black hats and had strange hairstyles, the housekeeper did not dare to neglect them and hurriedly led them in personally.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Wen Zheliu was blinded by the elegance and romance of antiquity. The meandering water has smooth and elegant lines. The pink lamps hang on the overlapping vermilion corridor rails. The red maple and snow cherry blossoms spread with the wind and disappear one after another, like an endless dream.
There were servants walking around, like clouds of maids, all with bright black hair, white faces that seemed to glow in the dim light and night, as well as slender, upturned eyes and slightly smiling lips. Their wooden clogs hit the floor quietly as they walked slowly among the elegant and simple buildings.
This scene is undoubtedly beautiful, but it is too beautiful, too lifeless and too sad. Instead, it has a strange and sad feeling that it will wither and decline in a second.
"It's so scary..." Xie Yuanyuan murmured. He sniffed and felt a cold, cold fragrance of white snow filling his nostrils. The smell was so intense that one's soul was about to be forced out of the Heavenly Spirit Cap.
He Qin seemed unaware and just smiled and said: "The branches must not be retained, and the cherry blossoms will be crowned among the flowers."
The butler smiled and said, "Although Onmyoji-sama is used to walking in the mountains, he is also an elegant person who is not inferior to the celebrities in Kyoto."
Wen Zheliu heard something in his words and couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean? Are there any Onmyoji from Kyoto before us?"
The butler always lowered his head humbly, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly: "Sir, yes. You are the helper personally invited by Mrs. Qingteng, but there are other priests sent from the palace in Kyoto. .”
As he spoke, he paused cautiously and continued: "The person who came... is a descendant of Tsuchimikado Abe's branch."
Oh, Wen Zheliu raised his eyebrows in interest. The identity of Ashiya and Abe's descendants set by this system is really full of malice arranged by fate.
"It doesn't matter." Du Zijun said calmly, "The grudge between our ancestors and the Tsuchimikado Abe family has been going on for a hundred years, and there have been many disturbances. Only the two parties involved know about it, and it will not affect our relationship with the Kyoto priests."
The butler quickly responded: "Yes, yes."
Xie Yuanyuan's eyes widened and he whispered: "Oh oh oh! I didn't expect you to have the patience to say such official and formal diplomatic rhetoric!"
Du Zijun glanced at him coldly and said nothing.
Wen Zheliu then asked: "I wonder if Mrs. Wu Dao invited us here to cure some strange things?"
As soon as this sentence came out, he immediately felt that the attendants on the courtyard corridor stopped their work for a moment and glanced at him uniformly!
A chill surged up his spine, causing him to tighten his grip on the cane at his waist. The butler smiled and said, "I think Master Onmyoji must have seen some of the strange things when he went up the mountain. As for the rest... please let Qing Mrs. Teng will answer your questions personally."
As he spoke, he stopped, and a maid immediately opened the door in the corridor, revealing the overlapping ornate screens behind it.
"Please come in."
The four people entered the room one by one, and when the screens were closed layer by layer, they saw that there were already five people dressed as witches in hunting clothes sitting in the empty room.
Yuhong was holding an ebony inlaid with silver cigarette stick. Her clothes were red and her clothes were blue. Such bright and eye-catching contrasting colors were suppressed by his pair of foxy silky eyes and two plump red lips. The style of indistinguishable male and female.
He slowly puffed out a puff of smoke, raised his eyes and smiled: "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you... Ashiya-sama."
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