novelraw Chapter 113 Journey to the Underworld
Chapter 113 Journey to the Underworld
Fran stayed in Maple Village for a few more days. California Qingguang, who jumped into the well, did not poke his head out of the well again. Presumably, he had arrived at the place he expected.
When Fran, who was standing by the bone-eating well, looked into the deep well again, the inside of the well was still the same, deep and deep, and there was no phantom like the sky at all.She sighed, only thinking that she had no chance with this bone-eating well.
'However, I'm still not reconciled...'
'Don't I miss more than others? '
'Or, do I have nothing to do with that world...'
Fran stared quietly at the dark mouth of the well, raised her hem, and jumped.
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In the deep dry well, the bottom of the dry well is somewhat damp and dirty, with dead leaves and animal bones piled up sporadically, and a decaying smell permeates the tip of the nose.
Fran sat with her knees hugged against the well wall, feeling her body was getting colder and colder. Slowly, she hugged herself tightly, curled up into a ball, and buried her face between her arms and knees.
"Boy, are you all right?"
Granny Feng approached the mouth of the well, looked at Fulan's head in the deep well, and shouted worriedly.Her old voice echoed round and round through the deep well and reached Fran's ears.
"Ah, I'm fine, you don't have to worry." Fran said, responding to Granny Feng above.
Granny Feng tapped on the edge of the well lightly, and muttered: "You are so messed up, I will find someone to pull you up."
"No need." Fran quickly replied: "Don't bother, I can go up by myself."
Granny Feng asked suspiciously: "Young man, why are you still at the bottom of the well?"
Fran's eyes were looking straight ahead without focus, and she mechanically replied:
"I just... fell and hurt..."
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Fulan bid farewell to Granny Feng, left Fengzhi Village, and headed south according to the original plan, intending to return to the Yang Realm through the two-world passage in Qingming's territory.After all, she has been away for a long time. If she has been lingering in the underworld, if the summoner gets sick, she may not be able to return in time.
Although, what Ibaraki and the others don't know is that before coming to the underworld, Fran privately made a positioning in the Yang world in advance. Once something happens in the underworld, she can return to the Yang world through the original positioning, but This kind of forced cross-border behavior will consume a lot of magic power. Fran, who has always used magic power cautiously, still prefers a solution that consumes less on herself.
Traveling all the way south, it was autumn and the red leaves were flying.The endless maple forest is dyed, and the clear stream flows in it, taking away pieces of red maple, as if taking away the longing of the tree.
Fulan walked slowly among the maple forests. The red maples in the underworld are more vivid than those in the sun. The bright colors and layers of red leaves are so magical that they are like a dream.Stepping on the soft fallen leaves, looking at the maple forest that seemed to be burning in front of her eyes, and listening to the sound of running water, this ethereal and elegant beauty made Fulan feel nostalgic.
"Red Leaf...she loved the red maple forest the most. From the time when the maple tree was dyed red to the last red maple fell to the ground, every year, she always didn't want to miss the scenery of the maple forest..."
"I really hope...she can see the red maple forest here, which is more vibrant and colorful than the maple forest in Heianjing..."
Fulan raised her hand to catch a red leaf falling from her eyes, and was surprised to find that there was a waka written in ink on the fiery red maple leaf.
'ちはやぶる神代も闻かず竜田川からくれなゐにみずくくるとは...'【1】
"This is..." Fulan whispered, holding the red leaf in her hand.
At this time, a man's beautiful cappella came from behind her, and what he sang was exactly this waka on the red maple.
"Yuyou God's representative, I have never heard of the maple-dyed Longtian River's gurgling and deep water..."【1】
The voice gradually approached, and Fran recognized the owner of the voice.
"Sunny..."
Fran sighed, and Yoyo turned around to look.
The handsome young man walked towards him, with a tall black hat, lightly shaking paper fan, light golden ginkgo leaves embroidered on the light-colored hunting clothes, and silver hair like moonlight gathered behind him, leaving only two strands of hair hanging down his temples. on the chest.While walking, the sleeves of the clothes swayed slightly, and the rings were crisp, like a romantic son from Ping'an capital coming on the wind.
"Ji Jun, please stay safe." Qingming stopped a few steps away from Fulan, smiling and watching Fulan.
"I didn't expect that Ji Jun dressed in men's clothing is also so elegant." He slowly waved his folding fan, and said with a smile: "But I will be ashamed of myself."
Flan looked at Qingming, and said calmly, "You are too famous. In terms of elegance and handsomeness, who can compare with the white fox son who is famous in Ping'an capital?" She raised the red maple in her hand and asked: "This Did you compose the first Japanese song? It’s really romantic and unique, with melodious rhythm.”
Qingming shook her fan and smiled lightly: "Where do you dare to pretend to be the posthumous work of the song fairy? It was made by Yuan Yeping for Emperor Nijo's palace in the past."
Fulan raised her eyebrows: "The subject made a waka for the queen to describe the beauty of the maple forest. Is there any allusion in it?"
"The allusions are just conjectures by later generations, and it's hard to tell whether they're true or not." Qingming's eyelids drooped slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, explaining, "It is said that when Yuan Yeping was young, Gexian fell in love with the noble girl Fujiwara Takako. However, the gods are not beautiful, Gao Zi was selected into the palace as a concubine, so Yuan Yeping wanted to take Gao Zi to elope, but gave up halfway. When the two met again, Fujiwara Takako was already the queen of the palace. Gao Gong saw the maple leaves on the screen, and remembered the first meeting between the two, so he wrote this waka to commemorate their love." After he finished speaking, he laughed and said, "So, although this song is about maple leaves, Lin Meijing, in fact, is also writing about missed romances."
After hearing this anecdote, Fulan didn't show any extra expression, she just said softly, "A missed relationship..."
Seimei went on to say: "However, let me tell you that if Yuan Yeping had insisted on taking Fujiwara Takako away, the two of them would not have left such regrets."
Fran chuckled and said, "Even if the two are really together, they may not become a couple of gods and immortals. Most of the feelings that make people feel convincing and unforgettable are just because they are not obtained and not perfect. The good memories of the past have also gradually sublimated with the passage of time and the longing for what they can't ask for, and they have become cinnabar moles that hurt when they touch their hearts. brought a halo."
Fran looked at Qingming and said with a smile: "Qingming, I always thought that people are easily misled by self-impression. In fact, the existence of some people is really not that important to another person. What do you think? ?”
Qingming silently looked at Fulan's smiling face, and said after a while, "Ah, you think so." He smiled, "I thought that most women envy beautiful relationships."
Fran shook her head and laughed, "I'm really envious, but, there are always things that are more important than love." She raised her eyes to Qingming, and said with a smile, "Ah, let's not talk about that. Qingming, it's just right to meet you, I'm going to Back to Yang Realm. I think, you shouldn’t be stingy to let me borrow your two-world channel, right?”
Qingming paused for shaking the fan, and asked, "Are you going back so soon? Are you in a hurry?"
"It's not in a hurry, but it's almost time to go back. After all, I have been in the Yin Realm for a while, and there are still things to deal with in the Yang Realm."
"That's it..." Qingming pondered for a moment, then smiled and replied: "The passage needs time to open, why don't you come to my place first? As I said before, I wanted to entertain you well."
Fran nodded: "Thank you Qingming, then please lead the way."
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"Here, it's here, is it familiar?"
"Here...is..." Fran stared blankly at the gate in front of her. Following Qingming's movements, the courtyard gate slowly opened, and what appeared before her eyes was a strange but familiar scene.
The quiet and quaint courtyard, the scattered and exquisite houses, the silent shikigami paper figurines...
It seems that for a moment, the time is reversed, returning to Heian-kyo 500 years ago.
"Let's go." Qingming looked at Fulan with a smile, his eyes were as gentle as a spring breeze blowing on his face, and there was a drizzle of rain. "I've been cleaning your room, it's exactly the same as before you left."
"I've been asking someone to prepare your clothes. The vine color and the leaf color should match your blond hair very well."
"I have collected a lot of books that you should be interested in, and they are all placed in the dark compartment of your room. You can look through them."
"This year's new tea is prepared in the tea room. I roasted it myself. It tastes good. I will cook it for you later..."
"Qingming." Fulan suddenly interrupted Qingming. He looked at Fulan puzzled and asked, "Ji Jun, what's wrong?"
Fulan looked at Qingming, pursed her lips, and said, "It's nothing..."
She herself has a lot to say, a lot to ask, about the two worlds of Yin and Yang, about Feijian, about the art of soul fusion, about the jade of the four souls, about...his concealment and deception, but looking at Qingming like this, words To the mouth, but do not know what to say.Thousands of words came to his lips, but only silence remained.
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A few days later, Qingming finished preparing the passage between the two worlds and sent Fulan away from the underworld.
After Fran left, Qingming returned to her room, took out a mirror, and looked at each other silently.
"You let her go? What a fool, we have been preparing for so many years, and you just let her go?!"
"Not yet."
"Why not in time?! Do you really want to wait for her for another 500 years like that Fusangshen calculated?!"
"I don't want to hurt her."
"You're a fool! You're shaken, right? Just because of what she said. Don't you want to be the same as Zai Yuan Yeping?! Seeing her cuddling in other people's arms, especially that damn Fu Sangshen !"
"No, she didn't make a choice in the past 500 years, and she won't make a choice in 500 years. She is not so easily moved. I can't do it, and neither can Santiaojian."
"You coward! You just flinched. Are you afraid that she will hate you? If you want me to say, if you get her directly, she will compromise sooner or later. We have endless time to spend with her."
"That's why you were stabbed by her."
"You are so passive, sooner or later you will be borrowed by others. Even if you also calculated Santiao Feijian and Hongye, how do you know that there are no people in other worlds who are eyeing you? The safest thing is to hold treasures in the palm of your hand!"
"You're enough. Little White Rabbit is very vigilant. The matter of the Jade of the Four Souls has already made her suspicious of me. With her personality, do you think she didn't hold back for herself?"
"So, you just watched her run out of our reach?!"
"I said, it's not yet time, I can't afford the price of failure..."
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In the third year of Yonglu, in the city of Junfu.
Imagawa Yoshimoto, who is known as "the first bow to Kaido", is in high spirits. At this time, he has all food and grass, strong soldiers and horses. Enough to conquer the world.
Shangluo!
Imagawa Yoshimoto swiped his fingers from Junfu Castle to Kyoto City, and the Owari Kingdom he passed was just a small force that he could easily get rid of, and he didn't care about it.He straightened the love knife Yoshimoto Zuowen on his waist, drew the knife out, split the map and the table under it with one knife, then laughed and walked away.
It seemed that the whole world was about to prostrate under his knife.
The author has something to say: [1] ちはやぶる/神代もきかず/Longtianchuan/からくれなゐに/水くゞるとは——Yai Yuanyeping
Qingming's soul fusion has sequelae, which is similar to the problem with the jade of the four souls.
Yiyuanzuo script is the later Zongsanzuo script.
There is no small theater today, so be careful~