You—Do you remember me? The girl ran quickly to the mountains and seas, her skirt fluttering, "Ah...... Also, I don't remember. ”

Her voice was clear and clear, but the tone of her self-talking tone took a sharp turn, which was a little inexplicable.

"She's been waiting for you." Mao Yuejun said.

"But I don't know her."

Dai Luan and Mu Wan don't know each other anymore, they are both seeing each other for the first time.

"But she knows you. Her name is Han Xiao, and as you can see, she is the flower demon of this tree. Less than a thousand years ago, you saw it. ”

"A thousand years ago?!" Dai Luan suspected that she had misheard. She looked at the mountains and seas, and he was even more puzzled.

Utsuki-kun raised his hand and waved the Kagura bell in his hand again. Her movements were slow and light, like plucking a bud with dew drops from a branch. When I took it off, the dew was still hanging on it.

The melodious and crisp bell rang again, and the familiar feeling of vertigo once again robbed them of their senses.

This time, the first person to appear, was an acquaintance.

This person has a handsome face, and his short hair is tied to his forehead. He wore a scarf with an embroidered bottom like his clothes, and his long, thin hair like plum branches poured down. The open hem of his robe was embroidered with a light, azure satin, and the blue and white robe looked extremely light on him.

Polar Moon-kun.

Dai Luan subconsciously screamed, but no one could hear it. She already knew that when Utsuki-kun waved the Kagura bell, the images that emerged were all retrospectives of history. And the Polar Moon Monarch in front of him did not have that black veil, and his pupils were not as cold as they are now. His gaze is sharp and translucent, sparkling like a jewel even in the daytime.

But in those eyes, there is no mark of impermanence that belongs to the six realms.

That's the Polar Moon Jun of the past.

But he wasn't smiling. He was alone, in a daze on the verandah of the courtyard, an expression they had never seen before. On his lap is his slender hand, which is also different from now. Those delicate hands are very white, and they are well maintained at first glance, and they are the most suitable for playing the piano. There was no joy or sorrow on his face, just staring at the small bottle in front of him.

The bottle is small, cyan, with an elongated neck, beaten with jade. I don't know what's inside.

Jiyue-kun turned his head sideways and looked at the room that was open to him.

In the center of the room against the wall is a piano. Half of the body is in the shadows. This piano wood is golden silk nan, and it is a pure antler frost tire, a jade piano with a piano emblem, and a shell piano emblem. The five strings were stretched straight on top of it, and it was extremely quiet.

Five-stringed lyre, stringless lyre.

It's the one he's carrying now.

He let out an imperceptible sigh and gently picked up the bottle in front of him.

"Wait, Jiyue-kun, wait a minute!"

As if she knew what was going to happen next, she kept shouting at him. But Jiyue-kun naturally couldn't hear it. Despite her futile shouts, he uncorked the bottle, raised his face, and opened his eyelid with one hand, pouring the potion into his eye.

Those bright eyes.

Those vivid eyes.

There was an expected scream, even if no one would have imagined that such a sound would come from the mouth of the Polar Moon Monarch. It's just an eye, and the pungent smell slowly spreads with the cyan smoke. He tightly covered the eye with one hand, and clenched the jade bottle tightly with the other, for fear that it would spill. The cry was so terrible that anyone who heard it could hold their hearts tightly. From between the fingers oozed gurgling blood, black, presumably mixed with poison and spoiled.

He clenched his blood-stained palm and slammed it the wooden ground, making a lot of noise. The sound was so loud that ordinary people couldn't beat it, so he must have been in great pain, and he couldn't live in pain.

After a long time, he recovered a little. The rapid breathing stabilized, but the sweat on his forehead was still very distinct.

He slowly moved his black-blooded hand to his other eye.

"Stop! Stop, Jiyue-kun!! Mu Wan also shouted sharply.

Even if she should know, it was in vain.

The familiar curtain appeared, obscuring his eyes. He was a luthier and played the piano for the emperor. His piano sounds so good that even if he can't see it, he knows the fingering and rhythm by heart. There were other luthiers around him, and like Jiyue-kun, they couldn't see anything. Except for playing the harp for the princes and nobles, they could not hurt the nobles in the slightest.

At that time, the status of liturgical music was much higher than it is now, so the status of the violinist was naturally very noble. They slowly understood that Jiyuejun was originally playing the piano for an ordinary nobleman. His qin law is envied by everyone, if the fish and geese fall and the moon is shy to describe the beauty of people, now compared with the piano skills of Jiyue Jun, there is no exaggeration at all. But today's Jiyue Jun doesn't have these dexterous hands, and there are no strings on the piano. If you don't say it, you can't see that it's a piano; No one knows he's a luthier if they don't ask.

No one expected that they would be lucky enough to hear his music in such memories. Perhaps, just like him in the past, he never knew that he was fortunate enough to be summoned to the capital by the emperor.

But if he wants to get ahead in the capital, he must be ordered to blind his eyes.

If you refuse, you may even incur death.

He couldn't help it.

As legend has it, he doesn't have much interest in those glamorous lives. In addition to playing the assigned tune, I occasionally have to write some new scores. The emperor granted him a courtyard for him alone, and found many servants to take care of him. But he dismissed them all, leaving only a woman who cooked, and a dumb man who swept the floor. His sense of hearing is naturally different from ordinary people, and it is not difficult to judge how he should act by echoes, but he really can't do things like cooking and cleaning.

The courtyard has a back hill, and beyond that there is a vast mountain forest. He likes to play the piano here and ponder new tunes. And as the legend goes, he always attracts many small animals and monsters in the mountains and forests. They never hurt him, and their predators never bite him, they just gathered around him and listened to him play quietly. These interesting creatures are the initial listeners to each of his songs. This treatment even the emperor has never had.

Between the animals and the youkai, there are many faces that resemble humans. Some are monsters, some are geists, and some are nearby mourning gods. In addition to his house, several large houses were built in this area, all of which were lived by people of status. The Fu Fu God or the little monster hidden in those houses also came here and there. Occasionally, there are children from wealthy families who chase their pets to find here.

There was a girl who came every day. Her face was indistinguishable from that of the flower demon named Hanxiao. The difference is that she is a human being, and she is still the daughter of an aristocratic family. Her clothes weren't what they are now. During this period of history, she always wore all kinds of silk and satin, and she was not dressed the same every day.

In addition to listening to music, she mainly came to see a person.

Or maybe it's not a human, it's a youkai.

With Jiyue-kun's appearance, not to mention women, even among men, there are many who will be tempted. But this girl didn't just come for him, but only to listen to him play the piano, mainly to see the human-like monster.

The youkai came from the mountains and had a face that looked exactly like a human. He doesn't have anything out of the ordinary, he's quiet, and he doesn't make a lot of noise even at the end of the song. He always comes alone and walks alone. After a long time, the girl noticed him and accosted him. He would occasionally chat with the girl.

The girl liked him.

The girl didn't know what kind of monster he was, the aura of a mountain stream, the cultivated animal, or some old object...... None of this has anything to do with her. She knew he wasn't a bad person. Her eyes were simple, clean, she could see through his soul, it must be clear and free of impurities. Unlike the harmful youkai, he has no anger on his body, neither vicious nor cunning, and only exudes a mild and cold like a forest mist.

Youkai are humble to everyone, making people not feel distant, but they don't feel close either. His attitude towards the girl was the same, not because there was anything special about her being human. This made the girl a little grateful and a little lost.

"I've seen you." One day, late at night at the end of the song, the girl plucked up the courage to say to the monster, "When I was a child, my friends and I used to go to the mountains and forests to play, and I saw you sitting in a tree and watching us from afar. ”

He was a little dazed: "Really? You're probably mistaken. ”

"No, it won't. When I was a kid, I could see a lot of strange things...... But not when you grow up. Unless you can let me see. I think that's you. I wanted to go into the water and play, and you shouted at me in that tree. I came back to you, and after a while, the adults in the family came and beat the other children hard, and I escaped the catastrophe. ”

"Hmm, I don't remember." The youkai was a little confused, "That's what it should be." The stream over there flows in the summer, and there are always many water ghosts catching stand-ins. ”

"You're so good, you never hurt anyone."

The girl said this heartily, but the youkai laughed. That smile is not scary, but it makes people feel good. It was the first time she saw him smile, and she was slightly stunned for a while. The monster said:

"Don't think so. Youkai are as multifaceted and spontaneous as humans. If I say I've eaten people, will you believe me? ”

"I ...... Unbelief! I don't believe ......."

The youkai are happy again.

"After cultivating step by step, I can't transform into a human form. I won't hide it from you. Well, I did kill, and there is no need to tell you what kind of people I killed. But you should remember what the luthier said to us back then. ”

“…… Yes, what words? ”

"He knows that many of us have killing karma in our hands. He said that he was not to blame for the past, and if he wanted to listen to him play the piano in the future, he would no longer be stained with blood and anger. ”

"Ah—indeed, there is." The girl recalled, "But you ...... Is it really just to listen to him play the piano and give up his murderous nature? ”

"You girl, how can you mention fighting and killing, you are really not afraid at all." "Besides, killing isn't something every youkai is born to do, so don't confuse us with beasts." ”

"No, no, no, it doesn't mean that......"

"That's why youkai are also very casual. You'd better go back early. It's so late, and if you don't go home, you'll be eaten by passing monsters. ”

The girl hummed quietly and turned back three times. After walking some distance, the youkai was gone. But she clearly felt that he was nearby, and looked at her silently, like that summer in her childhood.

It wasn't until she tiptoed into the courtyard of his house that he left with peace of mind.

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