Heiankyo love story

The cemetery of the former Black Dragon God Son.

Jiang Xue's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't feel very surprised, because she had already made a "dead" judgment for the woman in the ice, so she was so surprised-this is like seeing her own body How many people can calm down the panic? !

He Mao Zhongxing paused for a moment, leaving time for the girl in front of him to think and digest the information, and then continued: "His Royal Highness Xue Ji is the Black Dragon God Son of this generation, so I don't need to say more about some things. The previous generation Black Dragon God Son used to be Prince Saiuchi of the Shimogamo Shrine, who was favored by the gods, used his power excessively for the matter of the Hakuryu god son and the eight leaves. I... let her rest in peace."

Jiang Xue pressed her wrists almost subconsciously, but she didn't touch any foreign objects that shouldn't exist in the human body. She was stunned for a moment before remembering that there was only a spirit body at this moment. Black dragon scales have emerged and began to climb up the arms, perhaps one day it will completely replace the skin.

After the Black Dragon God Son was attuned to the Black Dragon God, she was immersed in pain all the time. At this moment, only her spirit body can temporarily escape the severe pain of piercing the heart and devouring the body by thousands of ants.

"...So, Lord He Mao agreed to her?"

He Mao Zhongxing looked at the girl in front of him, with bitterness and helplessness in his eyes, he said with a wry smile: "My best friend is lingering in the sick bed, life is worse than death, begging so hard, how can I refuse? Even if he dies, there is still the remains of Prince Zhai Nei With the divine power of the black dragon, we don't want anyone to abuse these powers, so I asked the Taoist priestess for the technique of freezing, separating the body and soul of Prince Zhainei, sealing the body in ice, and hiding it in the magic array of ancient mirrors. On behalf of Yaye Youren, he voluntarily guarded the body of Prince Zhainei, and entered the phantom formation together, and the years have not been known since then. Perhaps it is because she is also the son of the black dragon that Her Highness Xue Ji touched the phantom formation."

Jiang Xue was dazed for a long time, and finally sorted out all the information hidden in this passage, forced the corners of her mouth to move, and raised her head with a forced smile: "Master He Mao's words... are you trying to remind me? I am also the son of the Black Dragon God , even if I don't summon the Black Dragon God, one day... I will... go on that path."

That was the end of Heilong Shenzi, only pain and loneliness.

He Mao Zhongxing didn't answer, just let out a long sigh, got up and left, leaving Heilong Shenzi alone in the room.

Jiang Xue crossed her arms, unconsciously curled up her body, thinking of Ka Moo Tadakayuki's words "lingering in a sick bed, life is better than death", and then unconsciously recalled what Ran Morimura had done, and recalled the pain she had already experienced In the end, he could only laugh at himself and said: "So...the Bailong Shenzi is the best..."

With such a fate as Heilong Shenzi's, how can one not "seize the day and night", Heilong Shenzi has no "future" to look forward to at all, and can only grasp the people and things in front of him.

If the attack on Abe Seimei is not successful, it is better to follow Lan Ji's example. Die together is also an ending.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xue patted her cheek to wake herself up.

It's not the time of despair yet, it's rare to not be in severe pain now, let's think about how to attack Abe Seimei earlier.

But Abe Seimei in his youth didn't look like he would fall in love at all!No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are about to be born alone!

Jiang Xue was depressed in the house for a while before going out. As soon as she went out, she saw Abe Seimei and couldn't help being shocked.

"Qingming, why are you here?"

Abe Seimei did not expect such a big reaction from Jiang Xue, and subconsciously took a step back before answering: "Master asked me to tell Xue Ji, don't go near the ancient mirror of Shimogamo Shrine if there is nothing to do."

Needless to say, she won't get close to that mirror any more. Could it be that she still wants to visit the grave of "Prince Junzizhai"?

Thinking of this, Jiang Xue became depressed, and bowed her head in response.

"I see. Thank you, Seimei."

Abe Seimei did not speak, and walked ahead in silence.

It was rare for the two to walk quietly to the place where they used to practice calligraphy. Jiang Xue was surprised to find that a pile of "homework" had been piled up on the desks, and there was a glass of water next to it. She turned to look at Abe Seimei, who was doing something Sitting down on the other side with an indifferent appearance, holding a book and reading in a low voice.

Jiang Xue sat down, took a sip of water, and even tasted a hint of sweetness.She couldn't help but glanced at Abe Seimei again. The other party still seemed to be concentrating on reading, and didn't even look this way. She turned her head to look at the two paper man shikigami behind her who couldn't do things without orders.

Very good, instead of making her believe that the paper figurine shikigami is so caring, she might as well believe that it was prepared by He Mao Zhongxing.

Sugar is much more precious than salt in this era, and she usually only drinks plain water.So is this cup of sugar water a comfort from seeing her restless?

Jiang Xue took another sip of water and suddenly felt better.

Sweets really do bring happiness.

After drinking a glass of water, Jiang Xue regained consciousness, picked up the pile of "homework" to look at, and laughed after looking at it.

She knows why Master Ouyang would reprimand her when she handed in her homework. At that time, she felt that Ouyang Xun was too strict. Now she deeply feels that when everyone sees her handwriting, they will give her a hand without typing her out of the house. It's enough to save face.

Abe Seimei's handwriting - one can tell at a glance that the previous teacher did not teach the use of pens carefully at all, and did not develop good habits at the beginning. Now that the handwriting has basically taken shape, I will copy and correct it according to the copybook, but don't mention it. How many contradictions will arise in the middle.

Jiang Xue put down the paper, walked behind Abe Seimei, saw that he had written dozens of characters, felt a little comprehensible, bent down and put her hand directly on the holder of his pen.

"Don't use too much force, just follow my strength and continue to write down."

Abe Seimei had wondered what Xue Ji was standing behind and was looking at, but when he heard this sentence when he was about to ask, he swallowed it back and did as the other party said.It was very unaccustomed to be led to write, but when he saw the handwriting on the paper, he felt very complicated.

It is also "regular", but there will be a huge difference between "regular" and "regular".

The words of the two people are put together, and the judgment is decided.

Master He Mao had praised him for his high talent before, and he learned to write in a very short time. He also thought that he learned it well, but now he realizes that it is just because he has not met anyone who is really good at it.

Jiang Xue retreated after writing a few words, sat down next to her, pointed to the words she had just written and said, "The foundation of calligraphy lies in one stroke and one stroke. Your foundation has not been laid well. If you want to practice now, I'm afraid you have to start from scratch." Let’s start. Xiaozhuan is difficult to learn, and even if you master it, it’s not very useful. Nowadays, no one uses it except for reading ancient books and inscriptions. You can understand it now. If you really want to learn from scratch, you should learn regular script. .”

Abe Seimei frowned and asked, "Is there a big difference between Xiaozhuan and regular script?"

Jiang Xue couldn't help laughing when she heard this question.

"Of course, if you really want to learn Xiaozhuan, you can do it. However, I'm afraid that you won't have time to learn Yin-Yang Art when you have achieved great success in Xiaozhuan. The best time to learn characters is to learn another character later. It is much easier to learn regular script, at least there is not much difference in the shape of the characters."

At that time, Japanese writing was basically a combination of Chinese characters and kana. The aristocrats used more Chinese characters than kana, but the pronunciation and grammar were different from Chinese, but in general, the fonts were more similar to regular script.

Abe Seimei really wanted to say that it would not take him that long to learn calligraphy well, but he glanced at the writing on the paper, then at the copybook next to him, and swallowed his words silently.

"I'm sorry, Xue Ji."

"It's okay, isn't this what you said earlier?" Jiang Xue took the pen from Abe Qingming with a smile, wrote the word "Yong" on the paper, and said while writing, "See every stroke clearly, There are many strokes in Chinese characters, but they are all written one by one, and the character 'Yong' is not only slightly folded, but also horizontal and vertical, which can be said to be the best character for laying the foundation."

Speaking of this, Jiang Xue smiled more and more happily, put the pen back into Abe Seimei's hand, and said kindly: "Come on, first write the word 'Yong' three hundred times! Every stroke must be written carefully! "

Holding the pen, Abe Seimei started writing without saying a word.

Jiang Xue watched Abe Seimei write with her chin propped up, and she wanted to laugh even more.

Sure enough, he is someone who has never been tortured by Yan Zhenqing. He is so innocent and cute.

After he writes a hundred times, he will know what it means to write until his hand breaks.

When Seimei Abe was learning Yin Yang, there were times when he needed seal seals, but seal seals were different from writing. At most, seal seals were only tiring to the hands. Writing with the wrist hanging for a long time was not only hard for the fingers, but the wrist, the whole arm and even the shoulders would be sore and unbearable. , writing the word "Yong" is not friendly to beginners because of the different force of the pen and pen. The more you want to write well, the harder it is to write well when you are tired, and then there will be a vicious circle.

Jiang Xue didn't remind him, watching Abe Seimei go from being calm at the beginning to frowning slightly, and after a while his arms trembled slightly, but he refused to put down his pen to rest, and was still trying to copy the standard "Yong" character, writing Later, cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She held back a smile and watched Abe Seimei hold on. When she almost couldn't hold the pen, she finally got up and moved with "understanding" and turned her back.

With a click, the writing brush fell on the table.

Abe Seimei picked up the brush and wanted to continue writing, but his right hand was sore and he couldn't hold the brush at all. The brush fell from his hand again. He held his right wrist with his left hand, feeling unwilling.

Jiang Xue guessed what happened when she heard two beeps, and she also knew that the pen had dropped.

Alas, this is an experience that everyone in Shusheng's sect has had!

If you don't have this feeling that your hands are about to break, you will be ashamed to say that you have learned calligraphy from Shusheng.

She wanted to hold back at first, but when she thought that it was Abe Seimei who was being tortured now, she still couldn't help laughing.

Abe Seimei became angry from embarrassment, and shouted in a low voice: "Xue Ji!"

Jiang Xue was not afraid. She walked back confidently and said with a smile, "I have only written so much. Don't be angry. When I was learning calligraphy, I almost thought that my hand was going to break. There is a pond in Master Ouyang's house. Usually the teacher The brothers were all washing pens in the pond, and the whole pond was completely dark. Just like that, we were still scolded bloody by Master Ouyang, saying that we should never say what we learned from someone when we go out, it’s so ugly Do not report his name..."

In fact, Ouyang Xun, who is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, didn't take the initiative to protect her when someone really questioned her mentorship—er, although there is another person who came out to prove that her mentorship Ouyang Xun is a fake Pei Juzhen Shi Zhixuan.

Jiang Xue shook her head, not thinking about the tragic scapegoat at that time, picked up a pen and handed it to Abe Seimei.

"Even if you learn yin and yang, there is no reason why you can do it overnight, right? The same is true for learning calligraphy. Only by laying a good foundation and practicing day after day can you write a good hand - even so, not everyone can become a master. Calligraphers, that still requires talent. However, before talking about talent, one must always work hard enough."

At this time, Abe Seimei regained some strength in his right hand, took the brush, and asked after a moment of silence: "Has Xue Ji practiced like this back then?"

"Of course!" Jiang Xue smiled helplessly, "I was judged by my master that my talent in calligraphy was limited, so only 'diligence can make up for my weakness'. I hope your talent in calligraphy will be better than mine. Of course, even if you don't Writing doesn't affect your reading, if you really don't want to practice, you can do it."

Abe Seimei took a deep look at Jiang Xue, and continued to write "Yong" without saying a word.

Looking at the silent young man, Jiang Xue suddenly felt that this kind of obedient writing despite being unwilling to be annoyed was so cute. Taking advantage of the other party's concentration on writing and not paying attention, she reached out and touched his head.

"It's so cute."

Abe Seimei didn't have the habit of wearing a Liwu hat. He usually only tied his hair up at the back of his neck even after the crowning ceremony, so now he was directly taking advantage of Jiang Xue.

Abe Seimei looked up at Jiang Xue in surprise, and asked in disbelief, "Xue Ji, what are you doing?"

Jiang Xue directly lowered her head and said sincerely: "Or else you can touch it back."

Abe Seimei endured it, and he didn't drop the pen after all. He just waved his hand, and the entire table was moved a few feet to the side.

Jiang Xue was originally supporting several cases with one hand, but now her elbow was empty, she almost fell to the ground, and looking at the boy with a cold face over there, she finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

God, why was Abe Seimei so cute when he was a teenager?

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Jiang Xue: Touch your head!happy! ! !

Seimei:? ? ? ?