When the young man raised his head, he saw a woman in a pink and white dress standing by the door, and the whole person exuded an elegant and gentle aura, which made people know at a glance that this was a gentle woman.

"Sakura." The young man spoke up and called out the woman's name.

The woman smiled gently again, and her soft gaze fell on the messy real world who was still sleeping on the soft floor in the sedan chair.

"Is Masa-sama back too?"

The woman's voice was soft, for fear of disturbing the sleeping real world.

"Hmm. I asked her to close the shop and come back to rest for a few days. This girl is obviously very uncomfortable, and she still wants to be strong. The young man shook his head helplessly, and was about to pick up the real world, when he was interrupted by the cherry blossom petals that suddenly flew into the sedan car.

The cherry blossom petals that took off out of nowhere held up the sleeping Mayo, and the nose was full of the elegant fragrance of cherry blossoms, and the real world slept more soundly, and even the person around him didn't know.

"Harumi-sama, leave it to me. The eight hundred bhikshunis seem to have something to do with you. Easily hugged the real world, the woman said gently.

"Okay. Sakura, take Mayo back to her room to rest first, and remember to tell everyone to be quiet, I'll come and arrange the soundproofing later. The young man nodded, stepped out of the sedan chair, and stepped into the open courtyard gate, and the moment the gate closed, the handmade suit on his body instantly changed into a white hunting suit.

The half-length silver hair also became longer, dragging it below the waist and hips, holding a seven-fracture fan in his hand, and walking leisurely towards the main courtyard with unhurried and unhurried steps.

"Lord Harumi!"

"Lord Qingming is back!"

"What about Masa-sama? Didn't Lord Haruai go to pick up Lord Mase? ”

"I just saw Mase-sama being taken away by the Sakura Demon!"

"I'm going to play with Masa-sama!"

The courtyard, where no sound could be heard outside, suddenly became lively, and several men and women appeared out of thin air, and you and I spoke word by word, adding a bit of vitality to this distant courtyard.

I don't know the source of the Yijing, but I know the clear and the public.

No one would have thought that the youth was really Abe Harumi, the great onmyoji who was in the Heiankyo era hundreds of years ago.

Neither the men nor the women in this courtyard are human. Some of them are clear Shikami, and some are real Shikami.

And the real world, including the cherry blossom demon who was carried into the courtyard by the real name Sakura, is not a human either.

In the chattering courtyard, Qingming raised her hand slightly, and the frolicking gods suddenly quieted down.

"I'm really tired and asleep, you can go and have a look, don't disturb her."

"Got it, Lord Harumi."

The shikikami consciously responded, and restrained the volume of their voices.

Qingming nodded and walked towards the main courtyard.

In the main courtyard, eight hundred bhikshunis dressed in red and white hunting clothes sat quietly on a futon at a low table, on which was placed a pot of tea and two teacups.

"Gui'an, Lord Qingming. Mase-sama has already fallen asleep. Eight hundred bhikshunis said.

"You're not knowingly asking." Qingming smiled slightly, and Shi Shiran took a seat, "So, what do you want to tell me from me?" ”

"Lord Qingming should know that the concubine's current status in this world is a constellation soothsayer. Regarding the human man who made Mayo-sama sad before, the concubine body already has some clues. The blue eyes of the eight hundred bhikshuni lakes were cold.

The smile on the corner of Qingming's mouth narrowed a little, and he said, "Really?" Do you know who that man is? ”

Beings like them, whether they are onmyoji or soothsayers, cannot calculate anything about their future when it comes to predicting their fate, and can only slow down before they happen.

He and all the gods in the courtyard should have died in that battle hundreds of years ago, and their spirits were destroyed. Even if later generations created a divine body for him, it would not make him an existence like the gods of Takamagahara.

In the battle with the Yaqi Orochi, he had already stripped off his "evil", his soul was incomplete, half pure white and flawless, half black and turbid, and he could not become a god.

In the end, it was the real world who made a wish with all his spiritual power and forcibly changed the "principles of the world" and resurrected him.

Because of the wishes of the real world, he cannot die, nor will he grow old, that is, the legendary immortality.

At that time, he knew that the real world existed—she was the embodiment of the Holy Grail with the power that could be realized immediately no matter what the wish was, and it could be said that it was the true body of the spirit of the artifact, and in the parlance of the present world, it could also be called a cup essence.

Between the boundaries of life and death, he "sees" the whole process of the birth of the real world.

How did he sneak out of the same golden grails, and how did he reincarnate as the daughter of his mother, Ge Ye, his sibling sister.

The condition for the Holy Grail to be born into the world is when the spiritual power is full, and the real world itself is the Holy Grail, so he can make a wish with his own will.

She has half of the blood of the monster on her body, and she also has the spiritual blood of the Onmyoji, and the spiritual power has long been enough, only her own wish.

After the wish was initiated, he and the Shikigami who died in that battle were brought back to life. The true world, whose spiritual power was exhausted, had to fall into a deep sleep, and once he slept, it was hundreds of years.

A few hundred years is not a long time.

Together with the Shikigami in the courtyard, he has seen all the changes in the human world, and while living a peaceful but fun life, he waits for the awakening of the real world.

All of them believe that the real world will wake up again one day.

I don't know if their will is too sincere, six years ago, the real world really woke up.

In the face of such a big change in the present world, after supplementing the modern knowledge of the real world evil and explaining their current surnames and pseudonyms, they reluctantly sent the real world to the school of the present world.

I don't know if I don't send it, and I'm shocked when I send it. I don't know when, the little princess they held in the palm of their hands had a boyfriend behind their backs!

The little princess also learned badly, and used spells to hide the existence of that man!

Even he didn't find out!

What they didn't find out was that by the time they found out, their little princess had already been dumped by that boyfriend!

The real world was crying at that time, and everyone immediately burst the heart of the hammer dog man!

But no matter how they asked, she didn't say anything, only the other party's date of birth, and there was a spiritual riot.

The real world has been sleeping for hundreds of years, and he has just woken up, and of course he can't control his spiritual power. So Qingming could only be ruthless, and temporarily sealed the real world with his own hands, and let Shen Sleep help her adapt to the spiritual power of that body.

I slept for another three years, and I woke up two months ago.

The disadvantage of waking up is that the real world, who is not very familiar with the current world, has derailed the life of the present world again, and the good thing is that she has been fully able to adapt to her own strength, and even if she riots again, she can suppress it, and she no longer needs to use sleep as an aid.

Of course, for the sake of conservatism, Qingming still made a spiritual power suppressed imperial guard for the real world, and let the other party carry it with him.

Although my sister woke up, she didn't say a word about what happened three years ago, as if she had forgotten it.

But Qingming knew that the other party still remembered. The reason is that every time he wants to be tempted, the real world changes the subject.

The real world thought that the transfer was very clever, but in fact, they all knew it, and the real world still remembered.

Although time is the best medicine to heal wounds, for them, he has not forgotten that the man's harm to his sister is not something that can be brushed off.

——Digression——

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