Fan Hu walked in the early morning academy in a white robe with a badge on it that identified him and engraved his name. There were still crystal dew drops hanging from the branches. In order to find the most brilliant flowers, Fan Hu deliberately got up early.

After passing through the academy and coming to the back mountain, the sky was already bright. Although there are many flowers and plants planted here, there is nothing that Fan Lake is looking for. Walking inside, all kinds of giant trees are intertwined, and the branches and green leaves that stick out cover the sky, and only a small amount of sunlight can penetrate it, making it look a little dim.

Here, Fan Hu searched, and the sky was getting brighter and brighter.

He searched carefully, and it was getting colder and colder.

"Ahh Fan Hu sneezed. "It's strange, it's getting brighter and colder. Fan Hu whispered. And rubbed his body with his hands to warm himself up. Soon, however, his attention returned to the search for lilacs.

Continuing to search for the people, Fan Hu arrived and there was a wet feeling on his face. "Is it raining?" Fan Hu was surprised, but still looked down. Searching and searching, Fan Hu's mind suddenly appeared Qinghe's appearance, and her cheeks and clusters were displayed. When he is immersed in his own world. The chill grew stronger. Fan Hu looked up sharply, only to find that the big tree was covered with a layer of snow. It's April, so why is it snowing heavily? Just as he was surprised, he saw a woman in front of him with her back to him. The woman wore a pink floral dress with long jet-black hair up to her waist. She turned around, and that beautiful face was too familiar to Fan Hu, it was Qinghe.

I don't know why Qinghe is here, Fan Hu is a little overwhelmed. It's just that as the snow gets heavier, the temperature drops. Looking at Qinghe, who was only wearing a dress, Fan Hu finally mustered up the courage to walk over, took off his white robe and draped it over Qinghe, Qinghe frowned, as if he was a little disgusted. But Fan Hu didn't realize that he was still immersed in his own world, and he wrapped Qinghe tightly, a little proud: "This way it won't be cold." Fan Hu's smug look was a little ridiculous. But seeing that Fan Hu's cheeks were a little red from the cold, he couldn't resist, so he accepted Fan Hu's arrangement.

The two of them walked forward in silence, each looking at the scenery on both sides. Fan Hu felt very embarrassed, peeking at Qinghe from time to time, and when he found that Qinghe was really just looking at the scenery on both sides and didn't care about him at all, he suddenly felt a sense of loss. So he finally took a breath and broke the quiet atmosphere at this time. "How did you come up with the idea of coming to the mountain behind the academy?"

When he was tired of sleep, he went out for a walk. "Qinghe spoke very softly, very pleasantly. It's just that carelessness makes the journey silent again, and Fan Hu has been reflecting in his heart whether he has done something wrong.

"Wait, don't move. Just as Fan Hu was thinking, he heard a voice from Qinghe. Fan Hu carefully maintained this movement, Qinghe squatted on the ground, dragged the ants under his shoes, and then stood up, and Fan Hu was ordered to move freely.

"You're amazing, you can notice such a small ant. Fan Hu praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Ants are small, but they are also life, and if you really care about them, you will not measure them by their size, but feel them with your heart. This ethereal voice is like that of a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world. Hearing this, Fan Hu was thoughtful......

Finally, in the depths of the woods, Fan Hu discovered the purpose of the trip - lilacs. He quickly ran over and beckoned to Haruma: "I originally went up the mountain today to pick this lilac flower for you, but now I know that you must not want me to pick it, and according to legend, making your wish by the lilac will come true." We might as well have a wish" After speaking, he closed his eyes at Qinghe and silently made his wish in his heart. When everything was done, Fan Hu opened his eyes and found that Qinghe had his eyes closed and his hands folded, still making a vow reverently. He was not in a hurry, so he walked around and looked around. But just then he noticed that the grass and trees on the side moved, and he realized that there was something there. Then I saw a man with a longbow walking out of the grass. The man quickly put on his bow and arrows and aimed at Qinghe, but before he could see the man's face clearly, Fan Hu quickly ran towards Qinghe and knocked him down. As soon as the two of them fell to the ground, the arrow passed through where Haruto had just stood.

"Hmph. The man snorted, clearly not satisfied with the result. But before he could pat the dust off his clothes, Fan Hu roared, "Do you know what you're doing? This almost killed you!" He couldn't tolerate someone hurting Qinghe.

"Almost killed?" the man scoffed, "I just wanted to take her life!" and said he put his bow and arrow on Haruhi again.

Fan Hu changed color, so he opened his arms in front of Qinghe.

"Get out of the way, or you'll die. The man threatened.

Fan Hu said loudly: "Qinghe, you go first." I'll be here in a minute. At this moment, Fan Hu felt that he was handsome, but when he turned back to face the cold bow and arrow, his legs trembled a little......

Hearing Fan Hu's shout, Qinghe strode backwards. Seeing Qinghe fleeing, the man was very angry, and his tone was three points colder: "Do you really think I won't kill you?" After speaking, he shot an arrow directly into Fan Hu's thigh. The long arrow passed through Fan Hu's thigh, and the pain that pierced his heart made Fan Hu kneel, blood spilling from the wound. "Am I going to die?" Fan Hu really felt the threat of death, and Fan Hu's expression was dazed and at a loss. Seeing that Fan Hu had lost the consciousness of resistance, the man crossed him and chased after Qinghe.

The man was very strong, and after a while he caught up with Haruhari. He approached Qinghe step by step, and Qinghe retreated step by step until he was at a dead end. "Now you have nowhere to escape?"

"Did Fan Hu escape?" asked Haruho with some caution.

"He cherishes his life. ”

Hearing this answer, Qinghe's tears fell, and she kept muttering: "Sure enough, it's not him, it's just my wishful thinking." Leaning against the tree behind him, his eyes were a little sad, and his long hair was a little messy in the breeze. Suddenly, he closed his eyes and waited in the darkness for death to come.

Seeing that Haruhi gave up resistance, the man pulled out a bow and arrow from his back, pulled the bow and aimed at Haruhari, when the bowstring turned into a crescent moon, the hand holding the big bow was released, and the arrow ran according to the expected trajectory, heading straight for Haruha. Just as the bow and arrow were about to approach the sunny lotus, a figure crossed by, and the bow and arrow were inserted into the left arm of the incoming man. Feeling that there was someone in front of him, Qinghe opened his eyes and was a little shocked: "Fan Hu!"

I thought that Fan Hu had given up resistance, but unexpectedly ruined his good deeds again at this most critical time. The corners of the man's mouth twitched, and his face turned pale: "Give you a way to live, but you want to die." ”

Ignoring the man's incessant roar, Fan Hu took Qinghe's hand for the first time and said seriously: "I've been afraid of pain since I was a child, but I suffered two arrows today," Speaking of this, he smiled, and the smile aggravated the pain of the wound. His features became a little distorted, and he continued: "When I was hit by the arrow, reason told me that I was brave enough, that I had done enough, that painful paralysis could give me peace of mind. But I remembered the wish I had made, and I couldn't retreat in order to hold your hand like I do now. I must come to protect you. ”

"Hmph, hmph. The man covered his face and sneered: "You who don't know anything actually talked about love, you have exceeded the limit of my patience." Although there are some secrets that you can't know. But there are no secrets about the dead. At this time, Fan Hu really rushed from the man to a strong killing intent.

"Remember the name of the person who killed you today, even if you drink Meng Po soup, don't forget it! I am Onmyoji Zhiyu! As for the person behind you, she is not a human at all, but a demon!"

After hearing Zhiyu's words, there was incomparable silence all around, and only the sound of Fan Hu swallowing saliva due to nervousness could be heard. He turned slowly, staring at the beautiful unreal face with wide eyes......

"In this world, when human beings are in danger, there will be things that they cannot understand to save their lives. Those who survived called it a 'miracle' and fabricated a god from it. However, there is no god in this world, and those so-called 'miracles' are caused by us onmyoji. It is when humanity is in danger that we come to the rescue, and the root of the threat to humanity is the demons, who are always devouring human life in the shadows. I, and my fellow Onmyoji, are on a mission to destroy youkai. Now, you're all going to die. ”

After speaking, Zhiyu discarded the longbow in his hand, raised his hands, and silently recited the incantation in his mouth. Soon, there was a gust of wind, and the wind gathered in his hand as if it were alive, forming a long whip.

The wind blew against Fan Lake, and he lowered his head and slowly stood up, staggering, a little difficult. "Do you still want to resist?"

Fan Hu raised his head: "Whether it's a person or a demon." If I like it, it's fine. Whether it's life or death, being together makes me happy. In the last moments, I at least protected him like a man. ”

"Then I will fulfill you. Then he swung the long whip and whipped it on Fan Hu's thigh, which was made of wind, mixed with stone chips and other debris, and when it struck Fan Hu, it scraped off a piece of flesh. The pain in his heart was about to cause Fan Hu to fall, but Fan Hu closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. "Gotta hold on. "He started himself. Finally, with both physical and mental encouragement, he persevered. Seeing that Fan Hu did not fall, Zhiyu was surprised that an ordinary person could support himself in front of him. So, with this surprise, the second whip swung over. The whip hit Fan Hu's already injured left arm, and when the wind whip was pulled down, Fan Hu fell directly to the ground. "Is it over?" fragments flashed through his mind: "A lilac flower, a reverent vow, and her" "She? And then? What do these words mean?How did I forget everything?" Fan Hu was already in a trance, forgetting a lot, "Damn, what did I wish for?" He desperately thought about finding this answer, and after a long time in this memory, he finally got that picture: "By the lilac flower, I closed my eyes, clasped my hands reverently, and made a vow to Qinghe, 'I hope you can fall in love with me!'" But I couldn't protect her. ”

Fan Hu was unwilling, so that tears fell. He was really unwilling. Driven by this unwillingness, Fan Hu, who fell to the ground, moved his fingers, slowly opened his tired eyes, and staggered to his feet, about to fall down at any time. Seeing Fan Hu standing up here, Zhiyu clenched his teeth, his face was pale, and his face was distorted. Without speaking, he brandished the wind whip and whipped straight into Fan Hu's chest.

In the storm, no matter how tenacious the kite is, it cannot resist the power that is not within its cognition, and the kite will eventually break its string one day. And it was the kite that Fan Lake was struggling to support in this storm, and it fell with this whip. The curtain on the stage was closed, and Fan Hu gradually lost consciousness, and in the end, he could only hear a scream from Haruha: "Enough!" and feel the warmth of Haruho hugging him......