Chapter 106 Ancient Pond
Most modern conjurer families have inherited old traditions.
Somagoshi's family is no exception.
From the Edo period to the Taisho period, the Soma family has always held important positions at the top of the magic world. Continuing the family and continuing the techniques, the ancestors passed down their techniques through bloodline across time and space, and were extended to the world hundreds of years later.
In addition to shouldering the important task of revitalizing the family, the successive heads of the family also need to bear the responsibility of giving birth to heirs, so that the best skills in the family can be inherited by children with the same blood.
Women are the reproduction tools that continue the family bloodline.
The Somagoshi man had a wife who was born frail. After several years of marriage, Mrs. Kazueko did not give birth to a son or a half for her husband. The elders of the family gave him a side chamber that could bear the responsibility of reproducing offspring. The side chamber gave birth to him. He gave birth to three daughters, but not a son.
The youngest child was born to Mrs. Kazueko. Her naturally weak body could not afford the cost of giving birth to a child, so Mrs. Kazueko passed away three years after giving birth to this child.
"Where is Mr. Gojo's limit?"
The man stood among the layers of dark curtains, half-smiling.
Boom——
The bamboo pipe filled with water was smashed down hard. Under the clear summer sky, clear water splashed up, and the divergent thoughts gathered together.
Yayoi moved his waist and realized that it was already dusk.
Stretching mountains undulate on the horizon, the gorgeous sunset is like a thin veil, and the shadow cast by the setting sun traces the ground.
The "Future Buddha" lost in the special-grade cursed item "Three-Time Buddha" has been successfully recovered, but there was a slight mistake.
The head of the Soma family, who transferred special-grade curses without authorization and cursed ordinary people who could not see the cursed spirits, has been officially listed as a curse master who betrayed the curse world and was killed by Satoru Gojo himself.
The three Buddha statues of the special-grade curse tool "Three Seasons Buddha" are connected. The curse power stored in the Buddha statues has been eaten up by the Somague people. To be precise, it is the curse spirit raised by the Somague people. When we got the Buddha statue, its head had been shattered by Satoru Gojo's technique, and the headless statue was finally handed over to Nanami Kento.
She suddenly thought of Mr. Nana Ming.
On the way back from Asakusa, the reliable adult kept hinting to her in subtle ways whether she needed to call the police. Before leaving, he also reminded her that if she was deceived or threatened, she could go to the Children's and Women's Protection Association for help. If that doesn't work, you can just call the police.
Yayoi stretched his legs. Sitting for a long time will inevitably cause backache.
Red light and shadow spread out on the cloistered floor, the clouds in the sky were burned red, and the dusk sky was evenly split by the thick eaves.
Someone was walking slowly on the floor of the cloister. Their footsteps were not loud. They were not adults.
Yayoi saw a child, whose immature face was reminiscent of a chick that had not yet left the nest. The child was wearing a wide-sleeved kimono and a light-colored feather fabric, and walked over slowly.
"Is he back?" The child stopped in front of her and spoke quietly.
"Who are you talking about?"
"My father," said the child, and at the end he added, "A horse is better than a man."
Yayoi looked at his face subconsciously. The child's senses were soft and delicate, and the round cheeks still had the baby fat that had not faded away.
In my impression, the Somagoshi I met not long ago had half of his face scarred by fire, and half of his face was as skinny as an old man. He could be said to be unrecognizable. The child in front of him was even more likely to make people laugh. Thinking of his mother, the frail lady.
"What's your name?" Yayoi asked subconsciously.
"Yuehe." The little guy looked at her calmly, his eyes like silent pools, "Souma Yuehe."
Yayoi paused for a moment. The child's face was immature. He inherited his mother's beauty, but also inherited the gentleness of his father when he was young. That was the gentleness she saw in the memory that flowed into her mind. At that time, Souma Etsuto , is still a young and energetic young man who loves his wife deeply.
The tall white cat silently touched the child's back and extended its claws towards the back of the child's neck. The person standing behind the child held his back collar with one hand. , like picking up a kitten, easily lifted the person up from the ground.
He was still a child after all, and he was picked up unexpectedly. The expression on his face suddenly became panicked. He kicked off his two short legs, but it had no effect.
"Let me go!" The child looked panicked and struggled hard in Satoru Gojo's hands.
Satoru Gojo bent over, holding the child's back collar with one hand, and stroking his smooth chin with the other hand, "Are you that guy's son?"
"Yes." The child's face looked aggrieved and stubborn, with a lingering panic still lingering.
Satoru Gojo smiled softly, "This look reminds me of Megumi."
Megumi Fushiguro was also like this back then, trying to act like an adult, standing in front of him with a straight face, telling him that as long as Tsumiki was happy, he could do anything.
The child struggled a few more times, but unfortunately the terrible adult had no intention of letting him go. In the end, it was Yayoi who rescued the child from his clutches.
"Don't bully children."
Yayoi hugged the child and weighed it, finding that he was as light as a kitten.
He used to bully the big orange cat, and now he bullies the children of the Soma family. In some aspects, this guy really hasn't changed at all.
Satoru Gojo hugged his knees and squatted on the spot. After being scolded, the white cat felt aggrieved.
Souma Etsuwa had never seen such a bad adult, and was stunned by this shameless act of coquettishness.
Soma Etsuwa struggled to escape from Yayoi's hands. The freed child stepped on the floor and ran behind the pillar. He hugged the pillar and exposed half of his head, looking at the two people from a distance. The expression on his face was almost like the words "Don't come over here" were written on his face.
"Yayoi." The white cat stretched out his hand and pulled Yayoi's sleeve.
Yayoi tugged on his sleeve but didn't move it.
"My eyes hurt." Bai Maomao continued to pull, his voice aggrieved and sad.
Yayoi: "..."
Souma Etsuwa: "..."
How could there be such a bad adult?
No woman would fall for this trick of deceiving women, right? Unless that person is stupid.
"Does it hurt a lot?" Yayoi squatted down.
Souma Etsuwa: "..."
Are there really stupid people who would believe this? ! You are really a fool!
The child opened his eyes wide and stared at the red-haired woman over there, feeling a feeling of sadness and indignation that he hated the iron.
Yayoi squatted down and was hugged by the big cat. She sat down on the floor. The big cat's slender and strong arms were wrapped around her waist, and its forehead was rubbed hard on her chin.
Souma Etsuwa paused, and he suddenly felt that his sense of presence was too high.
The soft hair swept over the skin of the neck and chin, and the itching feeling spread all the way. Yayoi pushed Satoru Gojo's head, "Where do you hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Satoru Gojo hummed and rubbed.
"Stand up when it doesn't hurt anymore." Yayoi was itched all over by him and couldn't exert any strength.
Souma Etsuwa: "..."
He shouldn't be on the floor, he should be under the floor!
Yayoi pushed Satoru Gojo's head again, but without pushing, he continued to rub. Finally, when he had rubbed enough, the white cat slowly got up from Yayoi and looked at the child who was holding on to the pillar. , the other party's attention was finally given to the child.
Souma Etsuwa: "..."
The child's hand hugged the pillar a little harder.
Satoru Gojo waved to him, "Come here."
The child's fingers curled around the pillar and hesitated.
"Come here, come here." Satoru Gojo waved to him patiently, "But come here, I have to pick him up myself."
Souma Etsuwa: "..."
How could there be such a bad person? !
The child walked over reluctantly with a depressed face.
"Do you know who I am?" Satoru Gojo held his chin, squatted down, his eyes were level with the child, and the smile on his face was casual and frivolous.
"I know, you are Satoru Gojo." The child's hands were still clenched, and the originally docile sleeves were wrinkled, "My sister wants to marry you."
Yayoi: "..."
Satoru Gojo: "..."
Good guy, at such a young age, he actually understands that sharks and people are invisible.
"You will also marry two wives, right?" The little guy curled his lips and looked at Satoru Gojo like a scumbag, "You are the head of the family."
The successive heads of the Gojo family basically had concubines. In order to ensure that they would have children to inherit their techniques, although the inheritance conditions of the six eyes were harsh and special, it did not prevent the successive heads of the Gojo family from marrying concubines. Two wives were already considered a few. .
This also makes up for a good knife.
Yayoi was shocked, "You, the head of the house, actually want to marry two wives?"
Scumbag!
"Nonsense, I'm still single now!" Bai Maomao jumped up and muttered loudly, trying to prove his innocence, "I've been single for twenty-eight years!"
He is still a virgin!
"What can a man be proud of after being single for twenty-eight years?" The child curled his lips and muttered.
Satoru Gojo went up and hit a chestnut that made the child burst into tears.
"What are the kids thinking about these days?" Satoru Gojo gritted his teeth, "Men who don't abide by their morals these days will be dragged out and dipped in the pig pen!"
Souma Etsuwa: "..."
He can guarantee that there is absolutely no such thing as "manly virtue" in the Yusan family. Didn't his father marry two women and he was not dragged out to soak in the pig pen?
The child rubbed his sore head and complained silently in his mind. Satoru Gojo squatted down again.
Souma Etsuwa looked at this strange man. Men from the Gosan family would never talk to children like this. He squatted like this, but he was said to be 'improper', but this man regarded 'property' as dirt. , squatting down and discussing male virtues with him.
"I have nothing to do with your father, and I'm not very familiar with him." Satoru Gojo's voice deepened.
The red rays of sunlight smeared in the pool water, the red koi carp swayed its fish tail as thin as gauze clothing, and the frightened deer holding water knocked on the smooth stone slab.
"But one thing is for sure." Satoru Gojo said softly, "He loves you and your mother very much."
Yayoi lowered her eyelashes.
There was only the sound of thump, thump, thump in the courtyard, and the frightened deer kept beating without a sound.
The Somagoshi man raised a cursed spirit, and that cursed spirit was his wife. When his wife died, he could not accept her death and prayed with all his heart and eyes for his wife not to die. In the end, his wife was cursed by him and became a cursed spirit.
The situation of Soma Goshi is somewhat similar to Yuta Okkotsu, but it is not the same as Yuta Okkotsu. The dead Rika Kimoto’s heart and eyes are full of Yuta Okkotsu, and in addition to the love for her husband, the dead Mrs. Soma also has Hatred of the cage that trapped her.
She watched her husband have children with other women, watched her husband suffer in this family, and lost his life. She loved her husband and children, and at the same time hated the cage that trapped her family.
So she turned into a cursed spirit that was completely different from Rika Kimoto. The dead Rika Kimoto only wanted to protect Yuta Okkotsu, but the dead Mrs. Souma wanted to destroy everything except her children and husband.
The husband is the continuation of the life of Mrs. Soma who turned into a curse spirit, and is also the shackles that trap her. They are entangled with each other, struggle with each other, check and balance each other, and love each other.
"Is he dead?" Souma Etsuwa asked.
Satoru Gojo paused and gave his exact answer, "Dead."
He had long wanted to die.
The cruel reality is like poisonous snakes and fire, and the cold loneliness is suffocating and painful. The world of a spellcaster is cold and dirty, and people's negative emotions turn into ugly curse spirits. A lifetime of love and hate is a heavy thing, not to mention that besides one's own love and hate, there are other things to bear.
While holding a high position, he is also a slave to power.
"He no longer wants to live."
The still young child said softly, so calmly that it made people feel sad.
“He wanted to die with his ‘mother’. "
He had seen the curse spirit, it was his mother.
Whether he transfers the cursed object privately or raises the cursed spirit, it is all premeditated to attract Satoru Gojo's attention. This is a disguised request for help from Soma Gojo.
Although the situation is indeed somewhat similar, Soma Goejin's curse power can be said to be insignificant compared to Yuta Okkotsu. If he dies and becomes a cursed spirit, his wife will go berserk. The body has basically been exhausted due to the long-term supply of cursed power to the wife who has turned into a cursed spirit. He relies on the spell carried by the cursed object itself to trigger the conditions for the spell to be activated. After switching the bodies of the two people, it attracted enough attention and the power of the curse to swallow it until Satoru Gojo arrived.
He couldn't bring himself to exorcise his wife, but he had another option.
Souma Etsuwa had seen his unrecognizable father holding the hand of his inhuman mother, and the luxuriant peach blossom branches were shaking like snowflakes, and he asked her softly.
——He Zhizi, I am too tired, can we die together?
--good.
The memory ends here.
"Little brat, your father's story is over." The white-haired man's voice was low and steady, like a calm and windless sea, "But your own story has just begun."
Before leaving, Satoru Gojo left his contact information for Soma Etsuwa. The child held the note with the phone number on it, his brows knitted into a knot.
"Don't worry, I won't change my mobile phone number." Satoru Gojo waved at him, "If you have anything you can't solve, you can come to me. I'm the strongest."
The child's brows relaxed and he curled his lips, "I'm not worried about this."
He tugged on Yayoi's sleeve and told her solemnly, "Sister, please find another man. He looks so unreliable."
Yayoi: "..."
As a result, I was rewarded with another explosive chestnut.
The rumble of the train slid across the track across the city, sparse starlight embedded in the deep sky, and the neon lights at night illuminated the interior of the city as brightly as day.
The carriage shook slightly, and Qingli's character fell into the interior of the train through the transparent window.
Yayoi held his chin, straight telephone poles and tall buildings hurriedly passed before his eyes. His pupils reflected the bright moon, reflecting the prosperous world, and the light and shadow that hit his face disappeared.
She remembered that a long time ago, she could see the gorgeous starry sky just by raising her head.
Maybe there are too many high-rise buildings built by humans, and the falling shadows block the starlight. Such bright starlight is rarely seen in the noisy city.
Yayoi paused and raised his hand to take off Satoru Gojo's blindfold.
Satoru Gojo blinked in cooperation.
Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder where you are.
"Gojo, your eyes are like stars." The cat-like eyes were bent, and shadows like floating lights danced in the pupils.
The eyes of the sky hidden by the stars.
"You're Satoru Gojo, that's so nice." Yayoi said softly.
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