Chapter 42 Section five

The two came to the eastern end of the capital. The black snake still snaked forward on the ground at the speed of a person walking. After entering the mountain, unknowingly, there are cedar trees all around.A giant cedar tree that cannot be embraced by one or two people stretched straight into the sky. The air became as cool as water. Although it was not evening yet, the surrounding area was already dark.Because the tops of cedar trees are blocking the top, the sun cannot penetrate into the forest. While walking, you can occasionally see traces of people stepping on it, and there are also relics that seem to be someone trying to build stone steps with stones.

The forest path forms a gentle slope and continues upward. The black snake crawled among the stones, on the roots of trees, and up the path. "Here we are, Boya." Seimei said, looking up at the front of the path. "Exactly there." The two and the black snake came to the building. It turned out to be a ruined temple.The roof is decayed and parts of the walls have collapsed. It seems that there has been no one inhabited for at least ten years. The black snake slowly crawled into the ruined temple. Qingming and Boya were planning to follow the black snake into the ruined temple, when suddenly a figure appeared in the ruined temple.

It's a woman. A woman in her forties with slender eyes. "Are you Mr. Abe Seimei?" the woman asked in a low voice, muttering to herself. The woman in front of him seemed to be a woman selling melons and fruits. "Yes." Qingming nodded. "Master has been waiting inside for a long time." After the woman finished speaking, she motioned for the two to enter the room. "You already knew I would come?" Qingming asked. "Yes." The woman nodded, "The master said that probably only Master Qingming can solve the poisonous curse in that melon. If the curse I cast is driven back, and if someone comes behind the curse, that person must be Abe Seimei..."

The woman saluted, signaling Qingming to enter the ruined temple. "Don't let him in!" A voice came from the ruined temple. It was a man's cry, and it sounded like he was desperate. Qingming and Boya ignored the cry, and walked into the ruined temple under the urging of the woman. The ruined temple is very small, and once you enter it is the main hall, but there is no main Buddha. There are two men in the ruined temple. One of them seems to be quite noble, and the clothes on his body are clean and tidy, which does not match the ruined temple.The man stands inside with his back to the entrance.

The other man is an old man.His white hair was disheveled, and he was wearing dirty official clothes that hadn't been washed for an unknown amount of time. His complexion was tanned, and with the addition of dirt, his entire face was red and dark, covered with countless deep wrinkles.It has a snub nose and piercing eyes, shining yellow like a beast. To Qingming and Boya, the old man was no stranger. The black snake leading the way was wrapping around the old man's feet. Impatiently, the old man stretched out his right hand to grab the black snake, put it in the palm of his hand, and then raised it up to his eyes, covered the snake's head with his pursed lips, and swallowed it slipperily in one gulp.

"You are finally here, Qingming..." said the old man. "It really is you." Qingming's bright red lips smiled, "There should be very few people who can cast that kind of curse, so I guess it might be you." "Qingming, who is this old man..." Boya asked. "It's Michiman Ashiya..." Seimei whispered the old man's name. "It's been a long time, Seimei..." "This time the result is the same as last time." "That's right." "Why did you do such a thing?" "It was entrusted by others."

"Entrusted by others?" "How could I think of such a thing? And do it deliberately?" "Exactly." "I'm just having fun." "You mean, for fun?" "Yes, Qingming, isn't it just for fun that you are meddling this time?" "I am also entrusted by others." "Really?" Ashiya Michiman glanced in, "I have already told that man, whether it is He Mao Zhongxing or his son He Mao Baoxian, it doesn't matter who comes forward, but if Seimei comes forward, we will retreat .” "Kanetsu-sama..." Seimei called out the man's name.

It was Fujiwara Kane's elder brother. Hearing Seimei call his name, the man with his back to the entrance trembled. "You don't need to turn around, and you don't need to let us see your appearance. In this way, the name just now is just my guess. No one knows whether you are Mr. Fujiwara Kanetsu. If the matter can be resolved in this way, I and Boya has no intention of reporting this to Lord Kaneka." "You are really smart, Qingming..." Daoman giggled. "Can I think this is over?" Seimei asked. "Of course you can. Seimei, tell the Kane family that what happened this time is completely a sideshow. In order to express my apology, if you encounter problems that Seimei cannot solve in the future, you can come to me. I want to call When we are here, we just need to throw a hundred pieces of paper with us written on it in the air on a night when the west wind blows, and within three days, we will definitely come to the mansion of the Kane family to disturb..."

"It must be passed on." "It's over." "yes." "Go back, Qingming..." "yes." Qingming was about to salute and say goodbye when Daoman called again: "Wait, Qingming." "What's up?" "You're going to that woman's place?" "I have this plan." "That's good." "I bid farewell." "Oh." "Boya, let's go." Qingming urged Boya, turning around and walking towards the door.