Vol 2 Chapter 1: Cursed family

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The next day, I saw Liu Yan again. In just two days, she seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and she was also quite sick. She didn't ask if she had unraveled the third world robbery, and asked A Baoji as soon as she stepped into the door.
"Liu Yan, you listen to me first, your three lives have been resolved, A Baoji will not take you away, rest assured." I smiled at her.
To my surprise, she did not like to be sad, saying: "I don't care what the three worlds are. I only know the days when A Baoji is not by my side, even if there are only two days, I will collapse, I think he , I want to see him!" I looked at Si Yin with surprise. He was still calm and slowly said: "In this case, you should be different from him." Said, he took out the piece from his arms Rune, chanting the inscription silently, unsealed the seal, and in a white smoke, A Baoji slowly appeared in front of us.
He said nothing, but looked at Liu Yan silently.
"Come back with me, don't care about anything." Liu Yan suddenly said.
A Baoji shook his head and said, "Now that the Three Worlds' robbery has been resolved, I have to go back to where I should go."
"Recall, I miss you, you have not been by my side for these two days. I am lonely, really lonely, I really miss you. I don’t care if you’re a spirit, or whatever you love, don’t leave me... "Liu Yan's face has turned red, her eyes are red, and her tone is agitated, maybe she feels precious after she loses it.
A Baoji couldn't help but move, and there was a touch of nostalgia in his eyes, saying: "A Yan, actually I..."
"Take me away, take me to your world."
I was surprised by Liu Yan's words. I quickly stopped and said, "You are crazy, don't kill yourself!"
A Baoji's complexion kept changing, and he suppressed his emotions. He shook his head and said, "A Yan, take care."
"If he doesn't leave now, he can't be reborn, and will always be a ground-bound spirit." Si Yin interjected coldly.
Liu Yan was shocked, for a while, Youyou said: "I understand, Yi, but before you go, I want to tell you, even if you are a spirit, I still like you very much, I will never forget the happy time with you .. I-like billion."
A Bao's body trembles, pain and perseverance are intertwined in his face. As soon as he took a step forward, Liu Yan reached out to hug him, but-she forgot that A Bao Ji is a spirit, he has no substance, she Watching his body through Aboji's body in amazement, he couldn't help crying, "At least, at least give me a hug before you leave. At least let me feel the real you." Aboji flashed in his eyes A trace of deep sorrow, looking at the crying Liu Yan at a loss, I can't bear to look at it. At this time, A Baoji's heart is the most painful.
"A Baoji, my body lends you once." Si Yin, who has been silent for a while, suddenly spoke. I can't believe it was what he said. Could it be that Si Yin could not bear it anymore?
A trace of gratitude flashed across A Baoji's face and disappeared into the air in an instant. I saw Si Yin suddenly stood up, rushed to Liu Yan in an arrow step, hugged her tightly, very tight. At that moment, I clearly saw a drop of crystal tears slipping from the corner of his eyes... My heart suddenly seemed to be caught by something...
I don't know how long it took A Baoji to leave Si Yin's body. It is time to leave.
"Yi, do you like me just because I am the reincarnation of Ming Yan?" Liu Yan asked lowly.
"No, not exactly." A Baoji shook his head gently, and finally looked at her with nostalgia, and disappeared from our eyes forever...
Liu Yan stared blankly at the front, and a tear slowly ran down her cheek, ticked, and fell into the blue crystal bottle in Si Yin's hand.
"Everything in the world is born because of destiny, and when things are gathered together, things are there. If there is destiny, you will meet again one day, no matter how your face changes, you will definitely recognize each other again." Secretary Yin Qingzi's eyes were covered with a rare gentle luster. Liu Yan nodded slowly, stood up, and walked out of the door.
"Master, will she forget everything? Including Ah Baoji?" I couldn't help asking when I saw her back.
Si Yin glanced at me lightly and said, "I have some power to erase some memories."
I stared at him firmly, he seemed to perceive my gaze, and gave me a cold glance with that silver eye, saying, "What's wrong?"
"Master, you seem to be different today. It turns out that when you can't bear it anymore, I thought Master's heart is a stone. I didn't expect that Master has such a gentle side." I said with a grin.
His face narrowed and said: "You better forget about what happened today, and..." His tone brought a hint of threat, "If you let me know that you told Asuka, then..." I seem to feel something called danger the taste of.
But the nerves in my face were uncontrolled, and the corners of my mouth were loose, and I still laughed.
"Master, you are so cute." I made a grimace at him and rushed out of the door at the fastest speed. I quickly went to Asuka to tell him!
In the following week, a client didn't come to the door, and I also enjoyed my leisure. Asuka naturally went to date with her new girlfriend again, and I wanted to ask him whether he had such an affair in a different time and space. Occasionally I will think of Xianyang City. The gorgeous palaces and lively streets seem to appear clearly in front of me, and there is that man—the pair of dark, long and narrow eyes, the unrestrained temperament, which is unforgettable. It's incredible to think of it, two thousand years apart, I actually have such an intersection with him...
After two days, the new client finally came home.
It was a handsome young man with good looks and good temperament, but I felt he was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.
After a brief shock and surprise, he quickly recovered his calm and handed over his business card. I glanced quickly: Ding Yang, a reporter for City Express.
"It’s like this. I don’t know why. From a while ago, my neck started to look strange. It hurts like a knife cut. I went to see a lot of doctors. They were helpless and I didn’t know what was wrong. And it was very strange. My father, grandpa, and men in the family all have this disease. I didn’t know how to be good, but I have been dreaming the same recently, and I have been dreaming of this tea house, and I heard a voice telling me that I will be here It’s okay, I didn’t take it seriously at first, but now it’s getting more and more powerful, so I can only try it.
After listening to him, I could not help glancing at his neck, no wonder I thought he was a little weird It turned out that there was a strange disease there.
Si Yin took a sip of tea slowly and said lightly: "That is not a disease, it is a curse."
"Curse?" Ding Yang's face changed suddenly, and he shivered: "No, won't it?"
"Come here." Si Yin again put his index finger on his forehead just like last time. In the hazy, some foreign words appeared on his forehead, to be precise-Japanese. I can’t help but be surprised. Is his roots in ancient Japan?
"In many of your previous lives, you were a famous swordsman for a lifetime, and avenged her friend for killing a woman. This woman was very resentful after death, and did not go into rebirth. Instead, she turned into a evil spirit. Descendants will be cursed, and all his descendants will have this strange disease and suffer the pain of cutting after the age of 25." Si Yin said lightly.
"Really... this kind of thing?" Ding Yang looked pale, and said, "I did have just passed my 25th birthday, and my fathers seem to have been sick after 25, too... too Horrible..." He looked frightened and said, "Help me, please, help me! It doesn't matter how much you spend!"
"Since you are here, we will naturally help you, as long as you prevent your previous life from killing the woman, then this evil spirit will disappear. But what I want-just your tears." Si Yin drank again. A bite of tea.
"No matter how many tears you can do!" he said busyly.
"So, you go back first, and I will inform you when that happens." Si Yin glanced at me.
"Okay, okay, then thank you, thank you!" He left in a panic.
"Master, is this going to be the era of the swordsman?" I asked.
"Yes, you are going back to Kyoto, Japan in 1867, to stop his previous life-the captain of the new team Sanfan team, Satoichi, killed a izakaya boss named A Ju."
"What? The new team? This man's previous life was the top swordsman Saito I of that era?" I couldn't help but be surprised. I couldn't connect Ding Yang and Saito I at all.
I started to mobilize my memory. The new team in history was established in 1863 AD. In the seven years of political turmoil, the strongest swordsman group in Japanese history tried to turn the tide for the Tokugawa Shogunate, and even successfully used the "Ikeda Incident" to bring the Meiji Restoration Delayed for a full year. Holding up the red "sincerity" mountain flag and wearing a light-yellow feather weaving group, with its harsh and cruel action to kill the sergeants and strict to almost cruel rules, the people of the time were named as the unborn wolf.
"Master, let me go. The era of blood and rain is not suitable for Xiaoyin to go." Asuka somehow came back. He crossed his hands and leaned against the door and laughed.
Si Yin glanced at him and said, "Do you think Xiaoyin dare not go?"
It's a bad act, but it's still very effective. I immediately jumped up and said, "I'm going, I'm going, I can spell, I'm afraid of something! Moreover, as an Oriental, I should act more conveniently than Asuka."
Si Yin flashed a hard-to-detect smile, nodded and said, "Then that's the way to decide, you're ready to go tomorrow."
I focused on nodding and smiled at Asuka. He smiled at me, but there was a flash of worry in his eyes.
After supper, Asuka held his laptop and a pile of clothes and knocked on my door.
"Xiaoyin, you have to thank me just for making a Japanese girlfriend. This kimono is hers. Although the style is newer, it is better than yours. Also, I am afraid that you may be negligent. History." His rare face was serious.
"Forgive me, I know that history, anyway, most of the newcomers have no good results, almost wiped out by the whole army. I just went to stop Saito from killing the woman, and the task will come back." I rolled my eyes. , Said impatiently.
"You don’t have much experience, after all, it’s a turbulent place. Those vagrants can kill you as long as they don’t look good, so be careful and don’t cause trouble." Asuka said while opening the laptop .
"Well, whoever dares to provoke me, I summon evil spirits to eat them." I joked.
Asuka's face suddenly changed and said, "Remember, Xiaoyin, without Master's permission, you must not summon evil spirits. If you can't manipulate them, evil spirits will bite back, and those who manipulate it will be in danger. ."
I nodded, and I just talked about it. It was really dangerous. There are many ways to escape. When practicing psychicism, the best thing I do is fog escape. The method of fogging is not difficult to master.
"By the way, I've checked it for you. The woman named Aju's Omiya is located on Umekoji in the Hachijo area of ​​Kyoto." Asuka kept pressing something on her books.
"Oh, you know it in detail." I laughed, secretly remembering the address.
This task seems not so difficult.
The second time I traveled through time and space, I seemed to have adapted a lot, and even the headache seemed to be relieved. This time Si Yin's error is also a bit smaller, but the time seems a bit awkward, and it seems like it is too late. Forget it, I'm always in the city, better than the wilderness.
Looking up, it is a long and narrow street. Occasionally, several young women dressed in kimonos and samurai with swords passed by. Along the street is a row of izakaya and lattice window houses. The dim light gleams darkly in the white paper lanterns. No wonder Western European artists call Japanese architecture "wood and paper art." The combination of wood and paper is beautiful and delicate, like a swaying unintentional fire, and like a fate that drifts in the snow and fragile beauty. Is this Kyoto?
Thanks to the kimono that Asuka gave me, at least it is not easy to attract people's attention now.
I stopped a woman who seemed to be kind, and asked, "Is it, is Mei Xiaolu here?" Jieyu Maru was really magical. As soon as I spoke, I spoke Japanese fluently.
She looked at me with a trace of surprise in her eyes and said, "Here are seven oil paths, and Mei road is eight."
Fortunately, as far as I know, the original design of Kyoto was to imitate Chang'an and Luoyang in the Sui and Tang Dynasties of China. The entire building group is arranged in a rectangle, with Zhuque Road running through the north and south as the axis, divided into east and west and Beijing, and Tokyo is modeled after Luoyang. Xijing imitates Chang'an City, with the palace in the middle. Outside the palace city is the imperial city, and outside the imperial city is the capital city. The streets in the city are in a checkerboard shape, with an orderly arrangement of east, west, north and south, with a uniform layout and a clear division of the palace, palace, residential area and commercial area. From one to nine are arranged in longitudinal rows, so seven and eight are not very far away.
After thanking me, I went to Bajo. On the quiet road, there are occasionally a few floaters passing by. I can't help but be surprised. In China, floaters will not appear so violently. They will only appear when they hear the call.
I heard from Si Yin that there are many kinds of ghosts in Japan, many of which are passed down from China. The most terrible thing should be the night of the ghosts. The ghosts of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk are made up of objects ghosts. It is said that the objects of daily life become monsters because they are attached to the soul. They will gather together at a specific time and collectively take a street tour on a clear night-OK, together Going to Hades is a team of death. "Hundred ghosts" has a legend in Japan: When you use an item ninety-nine times, if you throw it away, it will gather resentment and become a monster, so it is also known as the ninety-nine ghost.
The Heian period and the Edo period were the most popular times for ghosts.
It is now the end of the Edo period, and there will still be many ghosts like this that will disturb people's lives.
Along the street, I quickly found Aju's Omi House in a row of lattice windows, and gently removed the paper door. In the small room, only two or three warriors sat drinking and saw me come in. , They froze for a moment, and then drank their wine again.
A young woman wearing a lavender kimono came over and bent over and said softly, "Welcome." She was in her early twenties, with a slender figure and beautiful appearance, but her fair face was dark. The gray color, eyes are godless, a little weird. It’s not just her. There is something weird about this room. I feel it—the existence of another creature.