Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

This is a very strange social phenomenon.

Just like now, the Taoist squatted down and squeezed the little girl's white and soft face with a little force, Fujino almost cried, but when he thought of the tragic situation in the alley during the day, he dared not resist.

Only the heart is roaring in a low voice.

Bad silver!You are all bad silver!

A slender hand played with her smooth long hair wantonly: "Asakami Fujino?"

The little girl shivered and nodded.

"Do you know where this place is?"

Fujino's eyes moved up cautiously: "Is it... a haunted house?"

"Well, that's right."

The mansion at Kuonji Temple can indeed be said to be a well-known haunted house...

"Eh-"

No matter how confused and numb he is, he is still a little ghost in essence, terrified of ghosts, he hastily covered his eyes, like a quail.

The two little guys over there were already laughing together.

"Mr. Liangyi is scaring the children again."

Qingzi put a large pot of strangely colored things on the dining table: "I heard from Youzhu that she wants to take this child as an apprentice."

The Taoist nodded, and threatened the little girl again: "Did you hear that, your witch master, it's terrible, even I dare not look at her directly."

Qingzi shook his head and called Hupo Jade to come over for dinner.

Mr. Liangyi seems to like teasing children.

Does he like children very much?

Yes, yes, he likes little girls very much, so he likes children very much, so it is not wrong to say that from the definition of concept set.

Fujino was so frightened that he was about to cry again, but he never said anything about my mother coming to save me or my father helping me.

Even if she is as young as she is, she knows very well that the difference between her so-called parents and those without them is not that big.

"Poor kid..."

He touched her head, her long hair was smooth, and it felt warm and cool to the touch: "Does it still hurt? Your back—and your stomach."

She couldn't understand the appendix.

The little ghost nodded, bewildered but obedient: "It doesn't hurt."

After a slight pause and cautiously: "Thank you uncle."

"Don't call me uncle anymore! You can't call me dad either!"

The Liangyi Taoist, who was admiring her small appearance that wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, was a little entangled in such a small matter. Looking around, there was no one around him, and he lowered his voice, with some unknown expectation : "Call me...Oni-chan."

The power went out again today. I don’t know how long it will last. I will post three chapters first.

What does mammary gland proliferation mean, recently... um...

Chapter 21 Chapter 18 Jin Ping Mei's literary talent is quite good, please don't criticize it

As for the word Oni sauce, if it is translated into Chinese, it means elder brother. Of course, if you want to add its original coquettish and sweet voice, it will be-Ge Ge...

This man is probably because he misses his sister too much, and he can't hear the little girl calling him that, and when he calls him, his whole body becomes weak, and he can't stop it, like taking drugs.

The Taoist priest's voice was so low that Huber and Jade couldn't hear it, but Cang Qiqingzi was also a trainee magician with good ears and eyes, so he couldn't hear it.

He glanced at the Taoist priest with contempt: "I didn't expect, Mr. Liangyi, you still like this tune, this..."

Glancing at Fujino who was in a state of panic: "It's called the weak sister type, right?"

The Taoist took the little ghost by the hand, came to the dining table, and opened the chair for her: "Qingzi, what are you talking about, I am just a kind person, and I want to comfort Xiao Teng Nao... Besides, what are you talking about? Tsundere, sick and delicate, Xiao Dao, I can’t understand a single word!”

It's completely self-defeating, you!

Since the first girl game became popular in Japan in the 80s, don’t you and Aozaki Chengzi, who is also a girl controller, play together every once in a while?

How many pleasant badends have been played by two veterans who are very good at trying to figure out people's hearts, you can tell yourself!

Today's game designers are not all perverts like they were in the next ten years. The current games are as simple as little white flowers.

Qingzi snorted: "Brother-in-law, you probably don't have a younger sister?"

I said it has nothing to do with your dead sister!

Liangyi didn't bother to correct her anymore, she sat on the sofa by herself, picked up her textbook, and looked at it seriously.

Youzhu came out with the last meal, and the two girls and the three little girls began to eat.

"Little Fujino!"

Qingzi patted the top of her head, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, please fill your stomach first. Listen, your stomach is growling."

Asakami Fujino is a good tutor. Hearing his stomach growling, he blushed a little shyly. After all, he only had breakfast today, and then he was put into a deep sleep by a Taoist priest. When he woke up, it was dusk. So far Hungry.

But he still politely said thank you, and then looked at Liangyi on the sofa with doubts: "Uncle-Oni...Oni sauce...doesn't he eat?"

The sound is too small.

A smile bloomed on the face covered by the book.

The girl snorted dissatisfiedly at someone who was secretly laughing: "Leave him alone! Disgusting sister--"

She suddenly remembered something, and looked at Jiuyuan Temple who was eating silently: "Youzhu, I remember that there seems to be a Liangyi family, right?"

Jiuyuan Temple was stunned, glanced at the Taoist priest, and nodded: "Well, the Tumo family is just in Kanto... Mr. Liangyi, are you from the Liangyi family?"

The Taoist priest who had been snickering just now immediately put on a straight face, with a stern look on his face, and said without anger, "It has nothing to do with you!"

The brave Qing Zijiang winked at Jiuyuan Temple: "Youzhu, who are the generation of the Liangyi family?"

"... I remember it was called the two ceremonies."

"Is it a girl?"

"Girls."

"You shouldn't be too old."

"about the same as you……"

The two evil-minded people are singing and singing together here, Fei Cui and Fujino just concentrate on eating, while Hu Po rolls her big eyes, wondering what the hell she is thinking.

"Humph!"

The Taoist groaned coldly, covered his face with a flick of his sleeve, and went upstairs.

Such a gaffe is rare for this Taoist priest who has always been calm and calm.

Only Aoko's smirk was left behind, and even the fairy tale witch with little expression showed a rare intoxicating smile, which made Aozaki Aoko go crazy...

………………

"Evening classes start at eight o'clock, and continue to recognize Chinese characters."

In a small room, the Taoist priest was leaning on the bed, holding an old book with a yellowed cover in his hand, reading it with great interest, those who didn't know it thought he was reading "Jin Ping Mei" or something like that.

Don't just talk about this book, and you will smile all over your face, as if you are playing Ximen Qing with Pan Jinlian in "Hurry Up, Senior Officials".

Do you know the meaning of these three words?

A new driver with little knowledge...

Well, I can't ask too much of you.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

Hu Po, who was as big as a kid, climbed onto the bed and asked him in a cute tone.

These two little ghosts have an inexplicable sense of closeness to the Taoist priest, not only because he is their only reliance, but also because this man shows strength, just like the most perfect father in their minds.

Who doesn't want to have a strong father?

Especially for children, after admiration, they are followed by admiration, a kind of psychology that is easy to understand.

Liangyi sighed helplessly, hugged her in her arms, still with a cold face: "There is still some time before 08:30, let you play for a while."

"Master! Master!"

Fei Cui, who was still reviewing what she had learned in the morning, immediately quit when she saw this situation, and crawled to the other side of him with her mouth pouted, and hugged him tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

The Taoist priest let the two children hold his arms, as long as it didn't interfere with his reading.

Amber felt a headache after reading it for a while: "I didn't understand a single word."

"If you can understand traditional characters, you will be a ghost."

He turned a page, his eyes still staring at the lines, but he said something in his mouth: "It is not impossible to translate these things into Japanese, but the effect will be very poor. In fact, many things in Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures are not very real. The meaning is more of a state of mind and an artistic conception left by the sages. If you understand it, you will understand it naturally. If you don’t understand it, even if you break these classical Chinese words one by one, it will be of no use.”

"oh oh."

"Uh-huh."

The Taoist glanced at them, and the two little girls were squinting their eyes happily, and their good words to him were completely in the left ear and out in the right ear, perfunctory to the extreme.

Taoist Liangyi, who was out of breath, parted his lips, and in the end he could only let out a long sigh: "Play the piano to a cow, talk to a chicken and a duck."

It is said that women are born with broken mouths. This is roughly true. Look at Amber, how old is she?I hugged his arm and thought: "Sister Witch is so scary, just touched Fujino all over her body..."

You call him by his first name, he is a few years older than you.

Jiuyuan Temple was roughly checking her magic aptitude, Taoism is called touching bones, how about touching her roots...

Oh, I'll go, it's so dirty, I can't bear it myself.

"Sister Qingzi is such an idiot..."

As for why she was an idiot, she didn't dare to say, that nonsense in the evening made the girl stupefied.

The kind-hearted Aozaki Aoko didn't realize at all that Kohaku was a real ghost.