The man wears ordinary straight clothes, pure white, and he must have paid more attention to keeping them clean. Compared with most men in the world, his hair is a bit shorter. However, in today's era, people pay more attention to it.
The obsession given by long hair is no longer so profound, and the relationship with loyalty, filial piety and etiquette is
The relationship seems weak. After all, both Easterners and Westerners visited their land frequently, and the first Hu men who came into contact with them all had short hair. The collision and integration of cultures are inevitable in historical development, and he is well aware of this.
But his reason may not be so complicated.
The woman's clothes are a little more fancy. What's fancy is not the color, but the pattern. Occasionally there are a few cool colors for embellishment. Her skirt is long and soft, and it looks like it's made of good material. No matter how many folds are stacked up, it still looks good.
Smoothed out. The most beautiful thing is the ruffle, which not only has dark patterns printed and dyed, but also finely embroidered patterns. Most of those patterns are flowers, including proud roses.
Shy lilies of the valley, beautiful peonies, elegant daisies, etc., all kinds of flowers are different in size and style, but they complement each other and are very harmonious on this piece of cake. But if you look closely, you will find that there is no one.
The flowers are complete. They are either missing a few petals or slightly damaged, as if to make room for more patterns. Although it is strange, it cannot be seen with a naked eye.
The main body of her clothes are mostly red and white, as red as clouds and as white as clouds. She is also wrapped in a thin shawl, which is a soft pink-orange color and a sweet water-red color intertwined and transitioning. From a distance,
She is like a cloud that descends from dusk. If you don't pay attention, it will rise into the sky and float into the distance in the next second.
The hairstyle is ordinary, just tied low with paper ribbons, with no other decorations, at most a bell.
Fortunately for the man, it was really strange for a woman to wear such clothes and go on the road. After all, she should sit on a sedan chair and be carried by four or more people. She didn't. But from the pair of flat-heeled shoes
Judging from the embroidered shoes, these comfortable shoes don’t seem to be prepared for people who don’t like to run around.
"What are you going to do on this trip?" the man asked.
Apparently he had already walked with her for a while. For some reason, he didn't ask her clearly at first. Maybe he was talking about something else before and just remembered it now. He was holding a royal coin in his hand.
It was hard to tell whether it belonged to him or to a woman. The woman was holding a Kagura bell in her hand. She walked very steadily, and the bell in her hand and the slightly raised bell almost made no sound.
"Going to do a small errand." She always said this, speaking in a confused manner.
The man didn't ask any more questions, probably because he was used to it.
Next, most of their conversations started with questions and answers, which seemed to be an established habit. Strictly speaking, the woman could probably be regarded as the man's master, but they never addressed each other. Because most of the men's questions were questions.
The purpose is to get answers; while most of the women's questions are posed questions, with the starting point of inducing thinking. Maybe both parties can't remember how long they have known each other.
But it must be a long time that far exceeds human lifespan.
"Long Miao? Don't move."
The man was a little confused, but he stood still and stopped moving forward. The woman stopped and looked at him, then continued walking. The man followed, and the woman asked him:
"Is your hair... longer? Compared to the last time we met."
"Ah..." Takimiao twirled the hair on the temples, "Probably. I thought my characteristics as a monster were becoming more and more obvious. A few days ago, I accidentally pulled out a piece of hair, and in the blink of an eye, I became
It turned into white velvet. I picked up the scissors and cut a row, and the broken hair turned into pale velvet."
"Oh, that's really..." the woman thought for a moment, then continued after a short pause, "Maybe the demon power is not stable and it's a temporary thing. If the power is controlled properly, she can make decisions at will, including her hair and nails.
You can decide for yourself whether you want to continue growing it or not. Well, speaking of which, when did you cut off your hair? When you first met other people, I heard that you still had long hair. But since I met you,
It’s basically the same as it is now, and it hasn’t changed.”
"It must have been five hundred years ago... I can't remember clearly. At first, I wanted to make a break with the so-called family. At that time, when I heard anything that promoted skin, skin, and flesh, I hated it with all my heart.
It’s itchy. That’s all for now, I just feel it’s convenient to be short.”
"This is a good change."
"Probably. Maybe it just took a long time to let it go."
"Time is good medicine. You have cured this heart disease, and other related diseases will no longer exist."
"Really? But since I won't notice it, how can I think it is a good change?"
"If you notice it, you should be sad about why this happened. It's better not to come."
"Ah... um." Takimiao took another look at the woman in front of him, "Speaking of which, when I first met you, you were wearing a witch's outfit. But it seems that you haven't worn it recently."
"Ah, that's the one I wear occasionally." She smiled, "I'll change into that one when I need to visit the temple frequently."
"Is this so?"
The two stopped talking. Silence is not their normal state. How much they talk depends on how long they haven't seen each other. They don't always see each other, but when Utsuki-kun is on a mission and feels that the occasion is appropriate, he will
Ask him. He usually comes and there's nothing else to do anyway.
The breeze in the morning came one after another, which seemed bleak in the cold winter. None of their clothes seemed to be suitable for winter, but no one felt cold.
"Have you seen Kisaragi-kun and Shigetsuki-kun recently?"
Long Miao asked again. Almost every time they met, he would ask this question, even if he knew there was probably no answer. In fact, he didn't care much about the answer, but it was more like some kind of ritual - for the purpose of engraving memories. That's all.
The two of them were the most profound in the long five hundred years. He didn't know their names, and their faces were a little blurry. But he was very confident that if they met by chance one day, he would definitely be able to recognize them.
"No. You know, we don't see each other very often. But..."
"but?"
"I met Mizumu-kun."
"ah……"
He also knows Shui Wujun, but he is not as familiar with the first two. But in the final analysis, he is not familiar with the first two. And for Shui Wujun, it is a real relationship. She became the Six Paths Impermanence
The matter is caught between Shuangyue-kun and Ruyue-kun.
"Shuiwu-kun... left a deep impression on me. Although I actually don't even know her name. It's not that I forgot, but I really didn't pay attention to it, and I didn't record it. To me, she is just a charlatan...
"Long Miao recalled, "I was present when her partner died, but it was difficult to focus on her, so much so that I couldn't even remember the name of the other person she called at the end."
"It's understandable. After all, so many years have passed."
"I just remember you said that the man who was hunting me at that time was named Tang He. He died and was killed by Lord Shuangyue."
"Well... I heard about this too." There was not much emotion on Mr. Uoyue's face, and he just recounted the facts he knew calmly, "Tang He - there is something wrong with this person."
"Wasn't he killed long ago?"
"It's reincarnation."
"Is it possible that he can still inherit the memory of reincarnation? This is impossible, not to mention so many years have passed... Even if he remembered, what kind of disturbance could he cause? After so long, he should not be the same as before."
"Ah, that's not the case. If he had retained the memory of his previous life, I'm afraid he would have sent someone to check it out. The bad thing I'm talking about is the birth date of his future life. The heavenly stems and earthly branches reincarnate every sixty years, and now he is born in the future life.
His stems and branches are exactly the same as his, even the moon, day and hour are the same. This is probably not a coincidence, and the only thing that can do this is the six realms of impermanence...but there is no evidence."
Long Miao thought of something, but didn't say anything. He just said:
"It's hard not to suspect something."
"For now, we can't make any inferences. I haven't told Shui Wujun about this. Although she has forgotten her name, she has a blood feud with this man. Her companion died at the hands of this man. On such a strange birthday, she
There will definitely be unnecessary pursuit. Besides, she has something important going on right now."
"What is her mission?"
"This is what I was going to tell you before. Shui Wujun was appointed to undo the curse on a troubled child. She said that she was going to seek help from Lintian Master. Shui Wujun was a killer during his lifetime and had almost no knowledge of Onmyoji.
After she became the Six Paths Impermanence, she also learned the spell from an acquaintance called Master Lintian. Shui Wujun felt that this person could probably help them."
Master Lintian... Longmiao knew this person. He still remembered his name deeply, but he didn't forget it. Now he is a highly respected immortal, and he has a long life because his mother was once impermanent. But he said
After all, he is a mortal body, and I am afraid that he will end his life earlier than a half-demon like himself. Compared with Lintian Master's past friends - such as Shuoyue Lord and Ruyue Lord, their lives are longer than his own.
too much.
Will time erase the pain of separation and death?
Having lived for too long, Long Miao would always spread his thoughts based on one thing and then make many associations. Whenever this time, he was silent and no longer had new questions. Maoyuejun knew that he was thinking, but he never
Excuse me. She thinks this is good too.
They walked for a while. Lord Uoyue suddenly asked him:
"Do you think hatred will disappear over time?"
"Yes. The longer time goes by, the more love, hatred and resentment I have heard and seen, whether it is a person or a monster. In comparison, the past things seem fragile and light. Neither me nor Shui Wujun.
Well, Lord Shuangyue, it should be like this - I guess."
Lord Uoyue nodded slowly and asked again:
"What if this person is restrained and no longer sees other people's joys and sorrows, and is immersed in his own past all day long?"
"...let me think about it."
Long Miao didn't know the context of Maoyuejun's words, but he still started to think about various possibilities. What kind of situation can make people trapped? This is how Li Gui did it. It seems that not only will he not forget, but he will also
You will pay more attention to it. It is like a small thorn between your fingers. When you are busy, you almost forget about it. When you are free, whether you touch it or not, it will feel unbearable and irritating.
They passed through the undulating hills in this area. He was still thinking, walking with Utsuki-kun. Suddenly, Utsuki-kun stopped and faced the scene down the hillside, her lips slightly opened in surprise. She quickened her pace,
Long Miao chased after them, and they came to a desolate ruins. It was difficult to tell that this place had once been a village. After the eclipse and rain, the bricks, tiles, and earthwork were all rotten, and it seemed that a slightly strong wind could destroy it.
He also saw several pale bones lying on the ground. There was no sign of life here, only death. Even the crows would never be willing to stop here.
