Chapter 22 fourth quarter

Miyahara Yitong is a native of Hanoi. He came to the capital when he was young, and because of his small talents, he worked in the palace. Although he didn't particularly ask anyone to be his teacher, he played the flute well. Yitong's wife is Fujiko. Fujiko is a native of Yamato, and came to the capital with his father who was in the palace. Father and Yitong met, based on this fate, Yitong met Fujiko, and they fell into a love relationship of exchanging letters and waka.One year, Fujiko's father died of an epidemic, and the two became husband and wife. Between husband and wife, the affection is very deep.

Every night when the moon is bright and the wind is clear, Yitong often plays the flute for Fujiko to listen to. Unexpectedly, in the third year after Fujiko became Yitong's wife, her husband died of the epidemic just like her father. "This happened last fall." Seimei said. Fujiko tears every night. Every night, Fujiko always thinks of Yitong's gentle words and the arms that hug her; when the moon is as bright as water, he will even recall Yitong's flute. In the future, she will never be able to see Yitong again, nor be able to snuggle in Yitong's arms, nor will she be able to hear the sound of the flute... Thinking of this, Fujiko will burst into tears, adding to her heartbroken longing.

In the end, Fujiko was in so much pain that she wanted to see her dead husband even if she was dead. "So, she went to Master Zhide for help." In any case, I have to see my husband.Can you help her fulfill this wish?Fujiko cried to Zhide. "I'm really sorry..." Zhide shook his head and replied, "I can't revive the dead." "Then, do you know an adult with such magic power? If you can grant my wish..." Fujiko said that no matter how much money is spent, she is willing to spend it. She has more or less property left by her father and husband.

Fujiko also said that depending on the situation, it doesn't matter even if the mansion is sold. "Okay..." Zhide nodded in agreement. "As a result, Master Zhide brought a mage from somewhere... That mage is Master Shuniu." Qingming said. "I see..." Boya nodded. Master Rat Ox is in his early fifties, maybe even older. Without further ado, he accepted the money and performed the spell. "Yitong won't appear right away. It will take five to seven days, maybe even longer. It may take ten days. After all, it's a long journey from that world to this world." Master Shu Niu left after giving such instructions. up.

Fujiko waits every night... come back tonight?Or will it show up tomorrow night?Then, on the tenth day... That night, the moonlight was beautiful. Fujiko, who was tossing and turning sleeplessly in the futon, overheard the sound of a flute coming from nowhere.After listening intently, I realized that it was the tune played by Yitong who had missed every night. The sound of the flute gradually approached. Fujiko was ecstatic, turned over and sat up, waiting for the sound of the flute to visit. The sound of the flute is getting closer. As the sound of the flute approached, Fujiko gradually developed another kind of uneasiness that was very different from joy.

What kind of appearance will the husband come back with? Has become an undead, has the appearance become a ghost?Or a soul without a body like air? Meeting Yitong, who is already dead, what do you really want? However, even if Yitong is dead, he still wants to see him. I was very scared. Although afraid, but also want to see him. When the two emotions intertwined and fluctuated in Fujiko's heart, the sound of the flute stopped in front of the house. "Fujiko...Fujiko..." A soft voice came from outside the door, "Open the door for me..." There is no doubt that the voice is the beloved Yitong.

Fujiko peeped out from the gap in the latticed window, and saw Yitong standing in the moonlight in the night sky. Except for his pale face, Yitong's appearance is the same as before, which makes Fujiko more nostalgic and fearful. Seeing that Yitong had undressed and undid the belt of the culottes, Fujiko was even more emotional, thinking of the good old days, but unable to respond. Should the door be opened for the husband, or should it not be opened? While hesitating, Yitong's chanting came from outside the door. It means: After crossing Huangquan Mountain and walking on the road to death, the reason why I feel so sad is because I can’t see the beloved beauty...

However, Fujiko still couldn't muster up the courage to open the door. "It's just because you miss me so much, your pain turns into flames, and I let the flames burn my skin and flesh every night." Fujiko looked carefully at Yitong's whole body through the gap of the lattice window, and sure enough, he found that there was smoke all over his body. "It's no wonder you are afraid. Because I can't bear to see you thinking about me, I asked the Hades for leave, and finally came back to see you like this. Since you are so scared, you should go back tonight..."

After Yitong finished speaking, he played the flute again and drifted away.As a result, Yitong returned for three consecutive nights. "However, Mrs. Fujiko still can't muster up the courage to open the door." Seimei said. "Well……" Thinking that the same thing would happen every night in the future, even Fujiko began to panic.So, Fujiko ran to Master Zhide again, and cried to Master Zhide: It doesn't matter if you can't see your husband, can you stop that thing from coming again... "That's the soul resurgence technique, and an onmyoji of my level can't handle it at all." Zhide said.

"Then, can you invite that mouse and cow mage to come again?" "I don't know where Shuniu is now. Even if he knows, there is no guarantee that he will take care of the aftermath. Even if he agrees, I'm afraid it will cost another sum of money." Zhide's attitude was extremely cold. "As a result, Mrs. Fujiko came to beg me to find a way." "So that's what happened." "Then again, not everyone can perform the Soul Resurrection Technique. In the capital, besides me, there are at most one or two other people..." "Do you know who it is?"

"I do." "Who is it?" Boya asked. Qingming didn't answer, glanced outside the curtain, and muttered to himself: "It seems that the other party is here." After speaking, he lifted the curtain and looked out: "Sure enough." "What's coming?" "The guide sent by Master Rat Ox." "The guide?" "Yes. Lord Ratbull knows we are going to him now." "why?" "Probably Master Zhide told him." "You said that you have already disclosed Lord Ratniu's residence to Seimei?" "No, I should just say what happened. A man with boundless power like the Rat Ox Mage doesn't need to say my name, he can see through that I, Abe Seimei, have intervened. See if he sent me now The leader, it can be seen that he has guessed that it is me." As Qingming spoke, he lifted the curtain to let Boya see the guide. Boya looked out from the curtain and saw a mouse floating in the air, staring in front of the bullock cart. The mouse has wings that flap up and down. Those wings are not bird-like wings, but bats.However, that mouse is not a bat, it is indeed a little mouse.The winged mouse fluttered slightly and flew in front of the bullock cart.