Chapter 4 The First Choice
A tear flowed from Fan Hu's eyes, and he sat up and rubbed his somewhat moist eyes, only to find that his body was intact and there was not a trace of scarring. But the torn clothes showed that it was not a dream.
"Are you awake?" a man's voice came from behind Fan Hu. Hearing the man's voice, Fan Hu immediately became vigilant. Looking around, there was a man sitting behind him.
The man is handsome, his eyes are as bright as the stars, full of mystery, although he is a man, he has long eyelashes that are not as long as women, and he has a sudden enchantment. The man got up, his long black hair reached his waist, and his slender body with an unstained white robe walked slowly towards Fan Hu. It's as if you've stepped out of a mural in a painting. "My name is Mo Dao. ”
"You saved me?"
"It's not. ”
"Is the Snow Girl gone?" Fan Hu, who saw the memory of the Snow Girl, already knew that the person on the mountain was not Qinghe, but the Snow Girl.
"She's here to save you. When I made the shot, it was a foregone conclusion. ”
Fan Hu felt a burst of sadness in his heart, although the Snow Girl was a demon, she spent her life chasing the figure of Xiuyuan who was an onmyoji, and the most ironic thing was that she finally used her life to save a human under Zhiyu.
Fan Hu clung to Mo Dao and begged bitterly: "The Snow Girl died to save me, I want to repay this love, I know that you are an immortal, there must be a way to save the Snow Girl." ”
Mo Dao let go of Fan Hu's hands, and his handsome cheeks became serious: "Why do you care about her so much? She's a demon, and you're not fellow travelers. ”
Fan Hu didn't know why this immortal-like person also divided his life. Feeling angry, he blurted out, "Life needs to be perceived with the heart." When he said this, he touched his heart. The Snow Maiden's words had almost penetrated into his heart.
"Very good!" Mo Dao suddenly clapped his hands and laughed: "There should be no racial prejudice between humans and demons. And since the Snow Maiden is a spirit between heaven and earth, she will not die easily, and I have planted a piece of her soul in your heart. If all the memories of her past life can be found, the snowflakes will bloom again. ”
"Memories of a past life?"
"You should already know the memories of the world in your heart, but there are still some memories scattered all over the place, and you can only collect them by traveling around the world and visiting various ruins, so you must go to the demon realm in addition to the human world. ”
The Demon Domain, the place that only appeared in mythology, Fan Hu knew that it was impossible for him to enter the Demon Domain on his own, let alone search for the lost memories of the Snow Maiden there.
Seeing Fan Hu's thoughts, Mo Dao said: "Just like the Onmyoji hunts demons, demons also hate humans extremely much. For this, you need strength. Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"
If he agrees to Mo Dao, Fan Hu will embark on a completely different path, the ordinary days will be far away from him, and the more than ten years of hard work will also become a thing of the past. Instead, it is full of unknowns and crises, how to choose?
Between the choices, Fan Hu did not hesitate, and knelt down directly to Mo Dao, kowtowing nine heads as a salute to the master.
"Today, you are an onmyoji, but the so-called rules are not round, and there are no rules and no squares. You need to keep in mind the three iron rules of Onmyoji: 1) You must not use Yin-Yang in front of ordinary people at will, 2) You must not use Yin-Yang to oppress ordinary people, and 3) You must take the protection of human beings as your primary duty. ”
"The disciple remembers the teachings. ”
"After that, you studied in the academy during the day, and went up the mountain to learn yin and yang with me at night. But remember, don't give my name to anyone. ”
Fan Hu agreed, and Mo Dao took out a lilac from his clothes and said, "Take it, this is the last thing the Snow Girl left for you, and you can see that this is very important to you." Fan Hu took the flowers, and the flowers did not wither, they were still bright and delicate. "It's not early, you go down the mountain to get ready, and you will go up the mountain to study tonight. At the urging of Mo Dao, Fan Hu returned to the academy.
Walking in the academy, at the corner in front of him, I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, Fan Hu bumped into Qinghe. Looking at Fan Hu who was holding the lilacs, Qinghe quipped: "Such a beautiful flower is for my girlfriend?" Hearing this, Fan Hu's face turned red, and he held back for a long time before he stammered and said, "This, this is for you." Qinghe was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed: "This is for no reason, why are you sending me flowers?"
"Isn't it your birthday in a few days? I just picked it up after I went to the academy, and I thought it would look good with you, so I thought I would give it to you. ”
"Thank you. Haruhi smiled and took the flower away and put it on her head.
"It's pretty good. Fan Hu praised.
"Look, you gave me such a beautiful flower, then I can't take advantage of you in vain, so please eat something. After hearing this, Fan Hu excused himself in every possible way, explaining that sending flowers was not to get anything. But in the end, I couldn't resist Qinghe, so I picked a string of rock sugar gourds.
Separated from Qinghe, Fan Hu was a little lost, he knew that this rock sugar gourd was Qinghe's gratitude to him. And this also shows that Qinghe is unwilling to accept his kindness to him unconditionally, which is also a polite refusal.
Not all chance encounters are beautiful encounters. Because it's not fate, it's really just a coincidence......
Back in the dormitory, Zhang Jiangbo rushed up, grinned when he saw the rock sugar gourd, and stretched out his hand to grab one: "I haven't eaten the rock sugar gourd for a long time." Seeing this, Fan Hu stubbornly guarded the string of rock sugar gourds, and took a big bite, and tears fell instantly. "Brother Bo, it's not that I'm stingy, but this string of rock sugar gourds is really sour and makes people want to cry!"