There were a few scattered white clouds in the blue sky. The warm sunlight shone on a little boy lying on the river bank. He was enjoying the warm sunlight with his eyes closed. His slightly open clothes were exposed to the cool breeze. He breathed in the fresh air of nature and enjoyed the leisure scenery in the afternoon.
The little boy's hair was a little long and messy, but he looked very soft and smooth. His eyebrows were thin and long, giving off a hint of willowy eyebrows. His eyelids were loose, but his dark eyes were filled with clarity towards the world. His nose bridge was tilted up, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised…
He was just like a cute little boy.
Cure! The clan's sacrifice is about to begin. Let's go quickly.
A little girl who looked a little sloppy called out to a little boy by the river bank.
However, the little boy did not seem to have any reaction.
The little girl could only run down barefooted.
She looked delicate and pretty, especially her pair of bright eyes that made people feel comfortable. It was as if a spiritual aura was emitted from her eyes. However, it seemed that due to her clothes, the little girl's color was reduced a lot.
The little girl seemed to have done it on purpose. She stood in front of George with her arms crossed, blocking the sunlight that George was enjoying. She stared at him with her eyes wide open.
There was a piece of foxtail grass hanging in the grass. The wind blew gently and it looked very leisurely. Lying lazily on the riverbank, his forehead was slightly wrinkled. He was a little unhappy and felt that his vision had suddenly darkened.
Aiya, aiya, I know. You go over first. I'm not as excited as you. I'll go over later. Be good.
The little girl's eyes widened.
However, the little girl didn't look angry when she heard that. Instead, she pouted her pink little legs and rolled her eyes. She said helplessly, I knew you were like this. Don't blame me if you get scolded later. Don't blame me if I don't leave you food…
Zhi turned over in satisfaction and stretched his back. He interrupted the little girl's words with an expression that said," I understand."
Sigh, alright, alright. I don't believe you'll finish it all with your small stomach. Besides, I'm not afraid of being scolded. The little boy narrowed his eyes and continued to close them without saying anything.
Hmph, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm leaving! She closed her eyes and let out a soft snort through her nose. She shrugged her shoulders casually and then ran briskly to a mud house not far away, swaying her ponytail left and right.
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Eh? Xiangzi. What about treatment? Why wasn't he here yet? A young woman came out of the mud house, bringing with her dust. This should be the kitchen.
Although the young woman was still very young, she looked much older than before. Her hair had turned white, and her face was filled with the fatigue of life. A trace of wrinkles was spreading. Although she could still vaguely see the beauty of a young girl, the fatigue of life had slowly made her look old and did not match her age.
How could that lazy pig of his come over now?
However, he immediately added that he would probably only come when the sacrifice began.
Xiangzi looked very helpless. She seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the treatment.
Well, well, stop complaining. He probably had his own things to do. If there's nothing else, come and help me.
Alright?
The young woman smiled and patted Xiangzi's head.
Sunbathing.
Humph! Xiangzi whispered.
Xiangzi rolled her eyes at the doctor.
The young woman looked at Xiangzi and smiled helplessly.
Alright, I got it. Aunty, you haven't finished preparing the sacrificial items yet, right? Let me help you. Kaho then happily ran into the kitchen.
This child.
The young woman followed him into the kitchen.
The simple and narrow kitchen seemed a little crowded, and the chopping board was filled with raw food.
So many! It seemed like he could have another feast!
What was that?
The young woman heard Xiangzi muttering softly.
Hehe.
It was nothing. Xiangzi pretended to be fine.
Seeing the young woman looking at her strangely, Xiangzi quickly changed the topic.
Hey, Aunt! How do I make this fish?
Yes, I'll scrape off the scales first, then get the internal organs. the young woman replied.
However, when he saw Xiangzi's flustered appearance, he still shook his head and said," Let me do it, lest you break your gall bladder and it won't taste good.
It would be disrespectful to send it to the ancestors in the ancestral hall like this.
Hehe! Xiangzi rubbed her head, feeling a little embarrassed.
Then I'll go pick some vegetables!
Xiangzi and the young woman chatted as one of them fished with the fish and the other picked out the vegetables.
……
Aunt?
Hmm?
I heard that the ancestors worshiped in the ancestral hall are very powerful. Can you tell me about them? Xiangzi asked curiously.
Aiya? I'm not too sure about YiNiang. However, I heard that our family was very powerful in the past. During our glory, we were even worshipped by the great names. The most fertile land was also under our jurisdiction.
And the past…
However, I'm not particularly sure about what happened after that. I think he suffered some disaster.
……
The information of the clan was gradually lost during the escape, so no one knew the details.
In the end, as you know, we fled here, and that's it. the young woman said after thinking for a moment.
When Xiangzi heard this, her childish nature made her yearn for the life described by the young woman.
Aiya, if only we could be as good as before. We would definitely have good food every day, wear good clothes, and live in a big house. That would be really, really blissful. At this moment, there seemed to be many little stars in Kaho's eyes. She imagined a blissful scene, as if she was in it.
She was so blessed!
The young woman saw Xiangzi's yearning expression and somewhat understood.
Children.
He looked at Kaori gently.
The river flowed quietly.
Zhi was still lying quietly by the river, but he seemed to be thinking about something as he looked at the slowly setting sun.
He slowly opened his eyes. Another year had passed. This kind of life seemed not bad.
Zhi looked a little unnatural, but then he shook his head as if he wanted to throw away some thoughts.
Mmm, time really flies, thinking about it…
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In the busy village.
This village could not be considered a village. The simple wooden houses were built next to each other. At most, it could only be considered a gathering place. It was built by the few remaining descendants of the Onmyoji. It was probably the only one left.
Moreover, he didn't know how many times this had happened.
Onmyoji was a relatively mysterious profession in the Ninja Continent. It had a long history and flourished before ninjas, swordsmen, and samurai. It was highly respected by the people and even the famous people of the Ninja Continent. However, when the ninja profession first appeared, it disappeared.
……
At this moment, in the renovated ancestral hall, two figures were busy.
Murayama, come over here and clean up."
Yes, father, Lord Patriarch! An old man with a head full of white hair and a somewhat sage-like aura commanded a middle-aged man in a dignified manner.
Murayama quickly put down his work and rushed over to pack his things.
How many times has it been since we moved here? Murayama. The old man watched as Murayama busied himself.
Father, this was the fourth time. said Cunshanbian as he did the work in his hands.
This is the fourth time. I don't know how long we can stay in this place.
Oh right, what about treatment? Where did he go?
I guess he's doing nothing by the river again. He doesn't do anything. I think he's too lazy to grow lice on his body. Murayama said to the old man.
Sometimes, I want to talk about him, but sometimes he makes me speechless. He's clearly a child, but sometimes the words he says make more sense than us adults. Then, he thought about it.
Hehe, that child looks very mature. However, the old man seemed to like Zhi very much.
Actually, I've always liked that child. Some people are different from others when they're born.
Father, you…That child, perhaps. Murayama obviously didn't quite agree with his father, but he obviously didn't dare to disobey his father.
The old man looked at Murayama and laughed. Murayama, you will understand.
However, the old man suddenly felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles. He gritted his teeth. Perhaps it was to prevent Murayama from worrying, but he did not show it on his face. Feeling the throbbing in his heart, the old man seemed to be a little uneasy. His heart was beating very fast, but he endured the discomfort and stroked his chest. Today should be the same as before, the old man comforted himself.
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