Chapter 44 Section VII

In the evening after the sun went down, Qingming and Boya came to the hut in Xijing. Although the thatched huts are simple, their roofs are strong enough to withstand the wind and rain. There are walls around the thatched hut, there is a small door, and there is also a small courtyard. In the twilight of the evening, we can see the lush green leaves in the courtyard, but not yet blooming Hu Zhizi. Through the small gate in the wall, a beautiful woman dressed as a nun appeared in the hut. "I've been waiting for you for a long time," the woman said. "Qingming, this one is not the one before..."

"That's right, you've seen her too, right? It's Lord Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni." It turned out that the woman who appeared from the thatched hut was a woman who exposed her white and naked body in the snow in the courtyard of Seimei's mansion on a winter night several years ago. She is the white bhikkhuni who has lived for hundreds of years after eating mermaid meat. Qingming and Boya once exorcised the evil snake in her body in the snow-covered courtyard. "It was really thanks to you for your care last time." Eight hundred bhikkhuni saluted respectfully.

"So you are the prone witch..." Boya asked. "Yes." The woman replied, motioning for the two to enter the hut, "this way, please." There is a hearth in the hut, and there is a fire in the hearth, and a pot is hung above it, and the hot water in the pot has boiled. Looking carefully, there is a plate next to the hearth, which is filled with wild vegetables and wine. Qingming and Boya sat on the round straw mat placed around the hearth. This is how the little banquet began. "You should know all the facts, right?" Qingming raised his glass and took a sip, then put the glass back on the plate and asked.

"Yes." Eight Hundred Bhikkuni nodded, "I didn't know what was going on at first, but after seeing the melons and fruits brought by Mr. Jianjia, I guessed that it might be Mr. Jiantong's plan." "You also know that it was the man who attacked?" "Except for Master Qingming and Lord Baoxian, there are not many people who are capable of casting this kind of curse. It is impossible for Lord Qingming and Lord Baoxian to do such a thing. The rest is..." "Michiman Ashiya..." Boya continued to say his name. "Yes." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni nodded, "Since the other party is full of Taoism, it is beyond my ability to handle it, so..."

"So you say my name?" "Yes." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni lowered her fair face, "I didn't expect to be able to reunite with Lord Qingming and Lord Boya like this. I am so happy." Eight hundred bhikkhuni stretched out her slender hand to hold the wine bottle, and poured wine into two empty wine glasses. "I've lived for hundreds of years like me, and sometimes I get incredible power by accident." Eight Hundred Bhikkuni said. "You mean divination?" Boya asked. "Yes. Because the prophecies that I said unintentionally are often accurate, everyone came to me to do something similar to divination. However, it may not be a good thing to be able to predict the prophet."

"Exactly." In this way, chatting without saying a word, the night gradually deepened. "That adult is actually very lonely, right?" Eight Hundred Bhikkuni said. "That lord?" Boya asked. "Michimitsu Ashiya..." "So it was that man..." "Yes. Because he is like me." "Same?" "He is not an ordinary person either. He is not an ordinary person by birth and cannot adapt to this world. But he can't just die. He can only fill the emptiness in his heart with other things during his lifetime." "The man said it was just a sideshow."

"Only the grown-up can say this..." "..." "A person who is different means that some places are superior to ordinary people. According to this, Master Seimei, you are actually lonely, right?" Hearing what Babaichuni said, Seimei just responded with a wry smile. "Haha..." Boya gloated at the side. "Lord Boya, you are the same." Babaichuni said slowly and softly.Boya stopped laughing for a moment. "Bo Ya." Seimei called. "What's up?" "Did you bring Ye Er here?" "Brought it." "That's just right. I suddenly want to hear you play the flute. Let's play a tune."

"Can." Boya took Ye Er out of his arms.It was the flute given to Boya by the ghost on the Suzaku Gate.Boya raised the flute to his lips, and played it unhurriedly. Not to mention human beings, even heaven, earth, and elves can sense Boya's flute.The elves in the earth quietly gathered around the hut, and the sky also silently dropped gentle spiritual power, floating on the hut. Boya was still playing the flute at a leisurely pace.