At night, the stars in the sky, like pearls, inlaid in the black night, flashing with fine light, although tiny, but illuminated the entire night sky, Zhuang Mengli pulled him to fly in the air, the green clouds formed a strange shape, as if in the fairy palace Langyuan, the butterfly wings fluttering behind the back, the slender Luo Yi of the fairy, absorbing the brilliance of the stars, exuding colorful and charming colors.

Swimming in the quiet night sky, facing the cool breeze, Jiang Xingyue was physically and mentally comfortable, but the clear light of the moon was reflected down, and Ling Ling sprinkled on himself, like wearing a gorgeous dress, and couldn't help but sigh: "The moonlight is so good today." Zhuang Mengli stared into the distance, tenderness like water and more like the moon: "The spirit of the moon has given zombie power, but it has given humans weakness, they miss the moon far away, but they are the wind and the dew are in the middle of the night, but they dare not catch the bright moon in the blue sky, and now we have done it, haven't we?" ”

Jiang Xingyue thought of the legend of Chang'e running to the moon, and replied perfunctorily: "What you said is right, is there really Chang'e on this moon?" Zhuang Mengli saw that he was looking at the jade in front of him, and he was still thinking about the beauty in the sky, looking at Qin and Chu, and looking at Shu, so he smiled and said: "There is a Guanghan Palace on the moon, in which Sister Chang'e lives, but she is very lonely, and Tuan Luan is even more of a luxury, does Mr. Jiang like this kind of life?" ”

The loneliness that can't end, of course Jiang Xingyue doesn't like it, he looked at the misty clouds, unfathomable, for fear of falling down without paying attention, and asked, "It's almost there." Her eyes saw the hazy destination through the clouds, so she jumped down in the air, at first very fast, and then slowed down, at this time the sun rose in the east, the colorful clouds were swirling, Jiang Xingyue intuitively felt that she was like a fairy in the nine heavens, the feathers fluttering, hanging down the clouds, the beauty of transcendence of the mortal.

At the security checkpoint at the airport, Jiang Xingyue pulled out his trouser pocket: "It's broken, I left in too much hurry, and I didn't bring my passport." Zhuang Mengli confidently handed the flight attendant two blank papers: "This is our passport." The purple pupils flickered, like violet, and the flight attendant nodded as if he had been enchanted by ecstasy, looking at his stunned appearance, she smiled: "This is just the most basic mind control, nothing unusual." Jiang Xingyue pretended to be calm: "No, I just hope you buy the first class." ”

The plane took off in a huge roar, like an arrow off the string, straight into the sky, Jiang Xingyue looked out of the window, thunderstorms, lightning and thunder, the plane also began to jolt violently, the passengers were flustered, Zhuang Mengli calmly smacked his coffee: "Don't panic, these appearances are born of the battle of yin and yang, and after they are integrated, they will naturally disperse." As soon as the words fell, the rain outside began to stop, and the sky became clear.

"You're still in control of the weather?" Jiang Xingyue was dumbfounded, although he was amazed by her ability, he didn't expect to be able to do ghost and god things, "It's not me, it's Ying Long." Zhuang Meng replied inseparably: "The ancient Yellow Emperor and Chi You battled, the emperor ordered Ying Long to attack the wilderness of Yizhou, Chi You invited the Feng Bo Yu Division, Ying Long was invincible, the emperor then ordered the female Lu Heavenly Maiden to help the war, that is, one of the ancestors of the zombies, they worked together to subdue the Feng Bo Yu Division, but because of the confusion in the turbidity of the world, they were exiled by the Heavenly Court, the female Lu lived in the north of Chishui, and at what time, and the master had a dew relationship, and Ying Long was making waves in the world, and when the mood was bad, thunderstorms would fall, But if you pray, it will occasionally be kind. ”

She looked out the window, Jiang Xingyue followed her gaze, and in the dark, there seemed to be a dragon composed of clouds and mist, swallowing clouds and spitting fog in the sky, but he still couldn't believe this nonsense: "This is just a mythical story, how can it be taken seriously!" Zhuang Mengli blew on his coffee, and the foam turned into the shape of a dragon: "Although some things are buried by the wind and sand, it doesn't mean that they haven't happened, and after thousands of years, who knows about our existence!" ”

At this time in Kyoto, it is the early autumn season, the branches and leaves of early spring are luxuriant, the flower shadow has passed, the flowers and leaves reveal a bit of yellow, but convey the essence of mourning, the change of the four seasons, just like human life, when stepping on the youth of summer flowers, it will be the middle age of the quiet autumn leaves, although it has not yet reached the harsh winter season of the sunset West Mountain, but inexplicably with a trace of sentimentality, the pavilions and pavilions of the wind, under the cover of the trees, looming, like a half-covered girl, the shy and cool breeze.

Although the scenery is beautiful, Jiang Xingyue paid attention to the case and didn't appreciate it much, "I can be regarded as finding you!" Zhuang Mengli waved her hand excitedly and shouted, following her gaze, you can see a poor girl sitting under the cherry blossom tree, listening to the wind chimes on the tree, she has a small and delicate face, as clear as a clear water hibiscus, but she can't hide the pure air, joy, anger and sorrow seem to be hidden in the ice and snow, the most peculiar thing is her pair of yin and yang eyes of different colors, from which you can vaguely see the trees and trees, the grass is withering, and she is not happy or sad to speak: "Welcome back, Mengli." ”

"You know each other, how can her eyes be?" Jiang Xingyue saw that they had a deep relationship, which stimulated curiosity, and Zhuang Mengli passed by lightly: "At the end of the Anti-Japanese War, Takeda Yixiong was transferred to the rear, and I came to Japan alone to seek revenge, I know that Takeda Yixiong is a flowery embryo, often in and out of Fengyue places, so he disguised himself as a geisha to take the opportunity to assassinate, the geisha will wear heavy makeup before the performance, and the face is smeared with white powder, he can't recognize it, when I went to pour wine, I poured the poison in the ring, this poison is colorless and tasteless, it stands to reason that it is foolproof, but unfortunately the sky does not end his life, It just so happened that there was a knock on the door, and after a while, the poison began to boil, and when I saw that my identity was exposed, I was about to carry a knife and assassinate me, but I was still a bad move, and I was caught by his entourage. ”

"You're so good, you're going to be caught?" Jiang Xingyue was very surprised, Zhuang Mengli said honestly: "Although I have been transformed, but the power of the first night is not strong, and his entourage is not an ordinary person, they were injected with blue blood, the strength is amazing, I tried my best, but I was still outnumbered, and was taken to the impenetrable fortress, where the smell of death and erosion was exuded, looking at the indifferent experimental subjects, I knew that his conspiracy was to reverse the tide of the battle with the help of supernatural power, but the blood extracted on the scene was too little, so he rushed to the doctor, Conducting inhumane live experiments on prisoners, and now that they have caught me, they are like a living sample, but unfortunately my blood and blue blood are rejected, and in desperation, Takeda Takeo uses torture to find out my superior. ”

Speaking of this, there was a slight twitch on her lips, and she couldn't bear to look back on this past: "It's a pity that I won't confess when I die, and that hateful guy will twist all my bones, and then torture me after they grow out, and so on, but even if life is better than death, I didn't give up hope, because he let me live, even if it was a humiliating life, and then Hyacinth saw that I was pitiful, so he let me go privately." "Where there is hope, there is dawn, and the zeal she puts the scorching starlight in her chest is forbearance into the clear starlight.

Jiang Xingyue said with emotion: "I thought you were living a very beautiful life, but I didn't expect it to be so dark." Zhuang Mengli looked into the distance, the autumn colors were connected with the blue waves, and sometimes the cold smoke drifted by, and there was silence: "Compared with the people who sleep in the loess for a long time, I am lucky, suddenly looking back, the jade tree Qiongzhi turned into a cigarette, nothing was left, life is very long, and the momentary gains and losses are nothing." ”

She sighed, hesitated for a moment, and continued: "As for her eyes, Hyacinth is the daughter of the leader of the ghost clan, the Wine Swallowing Boy, because the Wine Swallowing Boy is too powerful, even the Master of Kobo can't descend, and the dynasty has to choose young girls to sacrifice to reduce greater casualties, Wine Swallow Boy likes to eat blood, and the girls who sacrificed in the past were squeezed dry blood and died, and Hyacinth's mother was not only fine, but also pregnant, and gave birth to her that night, it is said that there was a crack in the sky that night, and the wild pheasant chirped non-stop, which was a bad omen. ”

"Everyone is afraid of her identity, the ghost king's courtship is extremely rare, her mother was secretly executed as a shrine maiden, and later Takeda Yio adopted her, which is the culprit of this zombie incident, her eyes can see through death, see the soul of the deceased, and are proficient in conjuring, curses, puppets and other yin and yang arts, and can even summon "Shikigami".

Hearing their stories, one was worse than the other, Jiang Xingyue felt pity, and sympathized with Hyacinth: "It's really a family misfortune, but this is evil art after all, is it really okay?" Zhuang Mengli replied: "It is good that spells can be used well, Hyacinth hates his father's sins, and will never repeat the mistakes of the past." ”

Walking along the Hanami path in Gion, you can see the cherry blossoms falling gracefully like snow, falling on the quaint bluestone slabs, this kind of flowering period is very short, after a short period of bloom, it will cast into the dust, like the fleeting life of life, under the influence of the Pure Land sect, death in this country, is also a manifestation of detachment and honor, Hyacinth led the way and introduced: "Hachimanzaka is connected to the sea, the perspective is excellent, the snow lantern road has an ice lantern exhibition every year, and when winter comes, you can see that Kiyomizudera Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, It is said that if you drink a sip of water from Otowa Falls, you will live a long and healthy life, and the banks of the Kamogawa River, with many bridges, are also a good spot. ”

Kyoto exudes a unique brilliance, the night cherry blossoms are gorgeous, the geisha dressed in gorgeous makeup, or the same as in the past, Zhuang Mengli said sadly: "Japan attaches great importance to the inheritance of culture, but it is a pity that our country ignores tradition, and the scenery in Tang and Song poems can no longer be reproduced." Hyacinth remembered that she had discussed this topic with her father-in-law, and that day Takeda Takeo asked her gently, "Nobuko, what do you imagine China to look like?" Hyacinth showed a fascinated expression: "Nine days to open the palace, all countries to worship the crown,,, China must be very strong and beautiful." ”

Takeda Yixiong showed a wry smile: "The current China has long lost its former glory, backward, ignorant, and decaying!" Nobuko's immature little face showed a disappointed expression, and he touched her head kindly: "Since China is powerless to change the status quo, let's Japan change it, wait, Nobuko, the prosperous era in Tang and Song poems will reappear in the hands of the empire." Recalling this scene, Hyacinth had a lot of thoughts and was silent along the way.

After a while, they came to a deep courtyard, the mourning grass fell red in the reflection of the hanging paper paste lamp, adding a bit of loneliness, the central pond bloomed some lotus flowers, most of them have withered, Hyacinth beckoned them to sit down, Jiang Xingyue saw the broken plaque, and the door frame covered with cobwebs, and said: "This place has been in disrepair for a long time, it should be some years." ”

Hyacinth fiddled with the plants and replied, "Yes, this was once Gion, but because the owner's daughter did not want to inherit the family business, it was abandoned, so I bought it, and although the streets outside were noisy, there were flowers and plants as a companion, and it was still pleasant." ”

"Do you live alone? Not with my adoptive father. Zhuang Mengli went straight to the point, Hyacinth cut the pruning branches, and smiled flatly: "I like Qingjing, so I separated from him, but the contact is still from time to time, is there anything wrong?" Her voice was as elegant as a chrysanthemum, but it was very sharp, and she immediately sensed their intentions.

"Ah, no intentions." Jiang Xingyue smiled very calmly: "We are also friends, and it is understandable to meet a friend's family." Hyacinth continued to build flowers and plants, she knew that Zhuang Mengli and her adoptive father were not on good terms, so she politely refused: "You are a guest from afar, you will stay in the humble house for a few days, and you will meet if you have the opportunity." They knew that the other party had a clear attitude and could not force it, so they should accept it.

For dinner, they sat on tatami mats, and Hyacinth laid dishes on a small table made of pines and cypresses in turn: "Some coarse tea and light rice, don't dislike it." These dishes are small and delicate, bright colors, white fish fillets like moist jade, black flat utensils like solemn night, like exquisite works of art, dishes such as kombu bonito, salt-grilled saury, miso soup, etc., Hyacinko said: "Japanese cuisine is particular about "ten", and meals are made according to the season, and autumn with tamba chestnuts and saury are good. And thoughtfully asked him to put the finished dishes on a wooden plate.

Zhuang Mengli feeds on blood, does not stick to food, hyacinth can suck wind and drink dew, in fact, he is the only one who is eating, he is used to eating fast food on weekdays, box lunches, Jiang Xingyue often gobbles up food, seeing such exquisite dishes, but he can't bear to move the chopsticks, he carefully picked up the food, put it in his mouth, and intuitively mouthed the tongue, although it is light, but retains the original taste of the food, Zhuang Mengli picked up a Japanese fruit for him and put it on the plate: "You taste this and fruit, there are three flavors are the plum next door, the sound of Yuqin, and the twilight snow of a thousand mountains, Can you tell? ”

He didn't expect that there was so much exquisiteness, so he savored it carefully: "The entrance is cool and cool, it should be the twilight snow of a thousand mountains." Zhuang Mengli smiled: "Congratulations, you answered correctly." Hyacinth explained, "It's filled with mint and snow lotus, so it feels like snow, but it's really hard for you." ”