I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

Kuriyama Kuriko didn't have any objections to everyone in Fujiwara House, she was just afraid of this kind of enthusiasm and the final reluctance. Rather than getting to that point, it's better to distance yourself from the beginning.

But she made her decision like this, but the people in Fujita's house seemed not to feel her coldness and were still very enthusiastic.

Kuriyama Kuriko is not a cold-hearted person. She tries her best to maintain a cold attitude, but her behavior has already revealed a subconscious softening.

She and everyone in the Fujita residence were aware of this. Seeing the snickering expression of the other party, Kuriyama Kuriko felt a little depressed and sneaked out to relax alone.

She was helpless. She really didn't know how to face this group of enthusiastic people and was at a loss.

"Didn't you steal my money, or who? Was it you who bumped into me just now?"

"not me."

"You, a monk, are still making excuses..."

This voice... Kuriyama Kuriko stopped and carefully identified the speaker's voice. It was very familiar and reminded her of someone, but that person should be in Tokyo.

I thought so in my heart, but my feet had already taken a certain distance in that direction.

It was the one she guessed.

Today there is an khaki haori, with the word "Namu Amida" on the wide white edge. To be honest, according to Kuriyama Kuriko's aesthetics, it is a bit hard to describe.

She has no respect for gods and Buddhas, and cannot feel the heart of Mingmingyu. She just feels that there is no need to sew words on her clothes.

Ugly.

Standing a few steps away, Li Zi did not pass by. Wei Mingyu's too tall body made her feel oppressed, and she didn't like this feeling.

"Mr. Wei Mingyu," Li Shanlizi shouted in a calm tone, his eyes fell on the beads in Wei Mingyu's hand, and he recognized it as the string she gave him.

She was surprised.

Did this person really use it?

The people surrounding Ming Ming Island smelled heavily of alcohol, their cheeks were flushed, their eyes were slightly narrowed, and their bodies were shaking as they stood there.

So drunk and still looking for trouble.

Kuriyama Kuriko thought these people were funny, "What happened?" She ignored a few people and asked curiously what happened on Mingming Island.

"I accidentally bumped into him, and they insisted that I took the opportunity to take their money," Wei Mingyu clasped his hands together. The expression on the face of the tall young man seemed helpless, sad and angry, and a bit desperate.

In the end, it all turned into a helpless sigh, "I really didn't take anything from you."

Of course, Weiming Island didn't take it. This was just a random excuse for a few drunken youths to find trouble. They refused to give up and clamored to make Mingming Island look good.

Looking at the disparity in body shapes between the two sides, Kuriyama Kuriko couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Her smile immediately attracted everyone's attention. Li Zi quickly waved her hand to show that she didn't mean it, "You guys continue," but the ridicule in her tone was really obvious.

"Ms. Miyamoto..." Ming Mingyu's already helpless expression became even more helpless.

"I didn't mean it," Kuriyama Kuriko knew she shouldn't have laughed, but she couldn't help it, "I'm sorry."

Several young people were pretending to be angry, but now they became really angry and began to curse. A man walked towards Kuriyama Kuriko to beat her.

The few remaining people began to shake their fists at Mingming Island.

When the situation reached this point, Wei Mingyu knew that there was nothing he could do to solve the problem. He was really helpless, "Amitabha~~" he said, his quick movements made several drunken youths wake up instantly.

The sober drunken young man stared at Mingming Island for a few seconds, then rolled away and crawled away.

Very fast and silky smooth in action.

Kuriyama Kuriko looked at it and laughed again.

"Ms. Miyamoto..." Wei Mingyu wanted to say, stop laughing, or he would annoy those people again, and he would beat them again.

"I'm sorry," Kuriyama Riko tried her best to put on a ashamed expression, relying on the fact that Wailing Island couldn't see her, she shrugged, "I really didn't mean it, those people are really funny."

"My grandpa's house is here. I encountered a ghost in Tokyo. My parents were worried and asked me to come and stay temporarily." Kuriyama Kuriko explained that she would be here, and then she made a hesitant tone, "Mr. Mingmingyu, you come here... .not....."

Thinking of the girl in front of me, she came to Osaka to avoid ghosts. As a result, the troublesome ghost from Tokyo ran away to Osaka. Wei Mingyu even couldn't bear to nod, "The ghost from Tokyo ran away here."

"What a coincidence?" Kuriyama Rizi raised her voice, now she didn't have to pretend to be surprised, "When did he come here?"

Weimingyu replied, "Three days ago."

Kuriyama Kuriko asked hesitantly, "Then shall I go back?"

Wei Mingyu had nothing to say and could only remain silent.

Li Zi sighed, "Forget it, I've already come, I can't leave so soon," she smiled bitterly, "I'm so lucky..."

"Miss Miyamoto, where do you live?" Bimingyu asked.

Kuriyama Kuriko reported the address.

Wei Mingyu nodded and made a promise, "I will not let ghosts come to the place where Miss Miyamoto lives." His tone was calm, but there was an inexplicable power that made people feel that this person would definitely fulfill his promise.

Under the moonlight, the young man's eyebrows stretched and his breath was gentle and calm.

Lishan Lizi nodded and said, "Then it's up to you, Mr. Mingmingyu."

"This is my responsibility," Wei Mingyu didn't realize that it was hard work. Eliminating evil spirits was his lifelong goal, so it could never be called hard work.

Well, Kuriyama Kuriko didn't have such a high sense of responsibility. She shrugged again and continued to listen impatiently to such a topic that made her uncomfortable. She didn't really want to see this responsible young man, so she simply said goodbye to him.

Wei Ming Yu seemed to be about to say something, then stopped and said, "Okay."

Naturally, Kuriyama Kuriko was not planning to go back. She was wandering around outside, looking for places where there was no one around. Soon I found a creek, and the memory of the human period immediately came to my mind, and I immediately started looking for suitable branches.

Soon she found a suitable branch, took off her shoes and jumped into the water, waiting attentively for the right moment to catch a big fish.

The sight of ghosts is much better than that of humans. Kuriyama Kuriko can see the situation in the stream clearly, and hunting makes her feel happy and excited. Her heartbeat accelerated, and the cold stream water wet the hem of her skirt, but she didn't care at all.

Staring attentively at the swimming fish.

Naturally, he didn't notice the stone that was thrown at him. "Be careful~~" Weimingyu, who was not far away, said hurriedly, "Stone," this sudden situation was completely unexpected.

He sped up and rushed over, grabbed Kuriyama Kuriko's arm and pulled her away from the stone.

"Hahaha~~~" The child who threw the stone laughed, "Look, this woman is so stupid that she can't even dodge a stone."

Most of Lishan Lizi's clothes were wet, and Mingmingyu's pants were also a lot wet. The two of them stood in the stream, with the wild laughter of children in their ears.

Kuriyama Kuriko slowly lowered his head and stared at the clothes on his body for a few seconds. The wet clothes were wrinkled and stuck to his skin, and the fish was gone.

She smiled and said, "Mr. Wei Mingyu, you should be able to understand me."

The island of mourning is silent.

Lishan Lizi snorted coldly and pushed Mingming Island away, causing water to splash. Wei Mingyu touched Yu Zhi's wet cloth and looked up at the sky. Although he couldn't see anything, he didn't let go and wanted to see.

Soon, my ears heard the sound of being spanked, and the child's heart-wrenching cries for mercy.

"Ammi Buddha," Bei Mingyu lowered his head and muttered, walking to the shore.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong," the child cried and recited fifty times, and was finally allowed to leave.