The man who took Muyu to the fusang was undoubtedly a unique existence. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, the fine lines of which shone in the sunlight, making him look elegant and noble. This pair of glasses not only adds to his elegant temperament, but also brings out his deep and wise eyes. He always maintained a polite smile on his face, like the glimmer of light in the morning sun, warm and peaceful.
His name is Fujinomiya Nobunori, a name with a very ancient charm, like an ancient courtyard hidden in the mountains, full of stories and traces of history. The lines of his body are elegant, as if they have been carefully crafted over the years. He has a mature and steady demeanor without losing the vitality of youth. He was wearing a dark suit with simple and smooth lines, which made him stand tall and straight, like a pine tree, tough and lonely.
Fujimiya Nobunori is uniquely calm and restrained, and every move he makes seems to speak of a kind of self-discipline and maturity. His eyes were like lake water on an autumn night, deep and bright. When he looks at you, you will feel as if time has stopped at this moment, only him and you exist.
Muyu followed Fujinomiya Nobuncun through the winding paths and finally came to a dense sea of hibiscus flowers. The deep red and lavender petals sparkle in the sunlight, with a dazzling beauty.
They sat down on a rock in a sea of flowers, and Fujimiya Nobunori began to speak, his voice low and persuasive.
"Mu Yu, I know you may have many questions about me. Why should I bring you here, why should I share this secret with you? This is all for our future, for this Fuso."
He paused and looked at Mu Yu with expectant eyes. Mu Yu really wanted to know what this mysterious man was going to tell her.
"You know, the future of Fuso is just like the colors of this sea of flowers, which are both gorgeous and profound. Every one of us living here is part of this future. Our actions and decisions will affect the world. Toward.”
Mu Yu listened quietly, and she felt that Fujimiya Nobunori's words were like the night wind, with a cool and exciting feeling.
"I firmly believe in absolute justice. This may sound idealistic, but this is my belief in Fuso. I hope to pass on this belief to more people, so that they can also understand our responsibilities and our choices. ."
Mu Yu looked at him, and she could see the determination and enthusiasm in his eyes. She began to understand why so many people followed him and why he became Fuso's hope.
"Fuso is our home, everything to us. We must fight for it and make sacrifices for it. I hope you can understand this, and I hope you can join us and work together for Fuso's future."
Fujimiya Nobunori's words echoed in the air, and Muyu felt that she was infected by his enthusiasm. She began to understand why this man could lead Fusang because he had absolute justice and belief.
Muyu stepped into Ibuki Villa and suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was a little strange. This ancient villa exudes a mysterious and deep atmosphere. He looked around and found that the buildings and courtyards of this villa were very well maintained, but he could always feel a vague hostility.
Just when he was confused, Fujimiya Nobunaga appeared in front of him. This middle-aged man wearing a traditional kimono was smiling, but there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes. He said to Mu Yu: "Welcome to Ibuki Villa, but I want to remind you that the people here have always been hostile to outsiders."
Mu Yu was taken aback and asked in confusion: "Why is this? This villa looks very beautiful. People shouldn't be hostile to outsiders."
Fujimiya Nobunori shook his head gently and said: "This is the tradition of our family. We at Ibuki Villa have our own history and culture and don't like to be disturbed by others. However, if you are willing to keep your distance and respect our customs and culture, then you should be able to live well here.”
Mu Yu remained silent after hearing this. He felt that this villa contained many unknown secrets. However, he didn't want to delve deeper, he just wanted to find a quiet place to live here. He nodded to Fujimiya Nobunori, indicating that he understood the rules of this place.
Fujimiya Nobunori smiled and said: "If you don't mind, I will ask someone to prepare a room for you. You can live here peacefully, but please remember not to intrude on other people's territory at will."
As night fell, Mu Yu sat on the sofa in the living room, holding an exquisite invitation letter with "Onmyoji Family" printed in golden letters on it, shining in the dim light. It is a kind of majesty and dignity that cannot be ignored, which makes people feel in awe.
The paper of the invitation is like winter snow, white and pure. The complex runes on it are looming, as if they are whispering something, and they also seem to indicate the mystery and expectation to come. At the bottom of the invitation, Mu Yu's name was printed, and the ink seemed to be given life, as if it was beating with expectation.
The furnishings in the living room are simple and elegant, full of oriental charm. On the other side of the TV wall, there is a portrait of Muyu's grandfather. He is wearing a black kimono, holding a long sword in his hand, and his eyes are firm and deep, as if he is guarding everything in the family.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the family dinner started on time. The door slowly opened, and four onmyoji in black kimonos walked in. There were smiles on their faces, but their eyes were full of wisdom and majesty. Behind them were a group of attendants in white uniforms, holding exquisite food and drinks in their hands.
The atmosphere of the family banquet was elegant and solemn. Mu Yu sat at the main seat, facing the four onmyojis. They enjoyed the food and talked about family matters. The attendants served them in an orderly manner, and every dish and every glass of wine was as precise and solemn as a ceremony.
As time went by, the family dinner gradually reached its climax. The onmyojis began to demonstrate their skills, their fingers dancing in the air, accompanied by strange spells, and the candlelight flickered around them like stars in the night sky. In an instant, the entire living room was illuminated by their magic, as if a mysterious world had been opened.
In this atmosphere full of mystery and solemnity, Mu Yu felt respected and expected. He knew that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to learn about family history and assume family responsibilities. His eyes became more determined, and his heart was filled with determination. He knew that he would accept this invitation to become a member of this great family and serve the family with his wisdom and strength.
