Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

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"What happened to Aunt Qingzi?"

Fei Cui pulled the corner of Master's clothes, Liang Yi was quietly reading a book on the sofa in the living room, and didn't bother to pay attention to her at all.

The little girl moved her hands down, ready to grab the little gourd on his waist.

The Taoist put down the book helplessly, and sighed: "What are you going to do, little ancestor?"

Fei Cui, who was full of energy but didn't talk much, opened her arms and looked at him with big eyes blinking.

to hug...

What is this doing?

He picked up the kid and put it on his lap, with a cold expression on his face: "If you dare to drool again, you won't be allowed to eat tomorrow."

The little girl listened to Master's indifferent tone and didn't care. Children's hearts are the most sensitive. They know who is sincere to her. The Master looks fierce, but he loves her.

The master has a nice smell, the young jadeite can't tell what it is, it is very similar to his father, but different, it has an autumn smell.

... the smell of chrysanthemums?

"Stop rubbing back and forth, if you dare to rub your nose on me, you will die..."

Taoist Liangyi was habitually arrogant, looking at Qingzi who was sitting under the huge portrait.

what is this guy doing

Muttering to himself.

"It's a drama, a drama!"

During dinner in the evening, Qingzi said to Jiuyuan Temple: "It seems to be some kind of festival, the student union is going to put on a program, and those guys think it's troublesome, so they push it on me."

Youzhu is still sitting very upright, her posture has always been meticulous, and compared to other people in this mansion, it can be said that she behaves more like a nobleman.

She is eating in small bites, and she moves gracefully while eating, and she thinks it looks good no matter what.

So that Liangyi on the sofa glanced over from time to time.

"It's better not to bring things like magic and magic into it."

Kuonji adheres to orthodox magic rules. For magicians and magicians, being seen by others is a fatal thing.

Even magicians are strictly forbidden to show off their skills.

Magic and mystery are words of the same origin.

Anyone can know and use science, and the more widely it spreads, the more influential it will be.

On the contrary, magic is a mysterious power that can only be specialized by hiding.

Qingzi just thought it was troublesome, so she had no choice but to agree sullenly at this time. She was still wearing the school uniform of the municipal high school, and her blue pupils seemed to be thinking about something.

Liangyi's eyes fell on her.

A strong and vivacious girl—seems like I met a girl like that a long, long time ago.

But why is there no memory at all.

The Taoist put down the book lightly, put his hands on his forehead, and frowned uncomfortably, that familiar feeling of trance.

— the damn trance.

It seems that after countless epochs and countless reincarnations, there is still an unforgettable sense of familiarity.

The voice that contained the passion for life echoed in the depths of my mind.

His eyes stayed on the girl.

Aoko Aozaki, who was still discussing something with Kuonji, blushed more and more, and finally even a few kids who were buried in their meals noticed it.

Amber turned her head to look at her master, and found that he was staring straight at the slightly embarrassed girl. She couldn't help but snort in dissatisfaction. She knew what jealousy was at a young age.

Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu squinted his eyes and coughed lightly: "Mr. Liangyi, if you are hungry, there is still something to eat in the kitchen."

Taoist Liangyi, who had fallen into some kind of contemplation, was taken aback when he heard the words, and his eyes cleared up instantly. Seeing Qingzi lowered his head, he could only see her side face, flushed, and immediately understood what was wrong.

He is not embarrassed, or this small matter can no longer cause him embarrassment, but he is in the mood to tease him again: "I am indeed a little hungry, but I am full now..."

The witch originally wanted to tease him, but she didn't expect to hear such an answer, she couldn't help being curious: "When did you eat?"

The Taoist's eyes fell on Qingzi Cangqi again, and he smiled calmly: "Your Highness, Princess of Fairy Tales, you probably don't know that there is such a word in the far away Central Continent called——"

“Delicious food!”

Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu was stunned, and it took a long time to recall the meaning of this word. Her cohabitant had lowered her head so low that she almost buried it in the bowl...

"I'm full of Youzhu! I'm going to review my homework!"

The embarrassed girl threw away her chopsticks, wiped her mouth, lowered her head, her long bangs hid her expression, only her pursed lips could be seen, she ran back to the room, and closed the door with a bang.

The few people left looked at each other.

Kuonji looked away from her back: "To be honest, I almost never see her shy and run away."

The Taoist picked up the book on the sofa again, and echoed lightly: "She's not bad, I know someone who hasn't given me a good face since I moved in..."

The fairy tale witch stopped talking, and her fair cheeks bulged indiscernibly.

Not a bun face, bad review!

This guy, Amber, swelled up like a steamed bun, and didn't notice that her favorite sushi had been divided up by the other two brats.

"Mr. Liangyi, today I feel that someone is fighting in the suburbs, although the process is very short."

"Well, a representative of the Church."

The witch's eyes lit up. She had the least favorable impression of the church. At this moment, she felt much better: "How is it?"

The Taoist turned over a page, and the yellowed paper was densely covered with petty lowercase letters: "Beat away."

The girl was a little puzzled, and then stopped asking any more questions, and lowered her head to eat slowly.

Unlike Qingzi who likes to devour voraciously, she likes to chew slowly, and her eating posture has a special flavor.

Turning the pages of the book, someone who was absent-minded suddenly felt that the word "beautiful and delicious" would be more appropriate for her.

Naobu Qingzi looked shy, and his face was covered with blood.

I ate two buns this morning, and my heart is heavy.

Chapter 26 Chapter 23 Someone came across the sea with fluttering monk robes

Spring rain, with gusts of rain.

Chunlei, thunder rolling.

At night, this is Kanto City, Guanfuzi City, and a little further east is Fuyuki City, where the Holy Grail War is located.

Guanfuzi City is located in the Kanto Plain. Although it is not one of the best commercial cities like Tokyo or Osaka, it can also be ranked first in Japan.

Such a city is peaceful during the daytime, there are no elementary school students who are the god of death, and no high school students who are the god of plague. Fortunately, even the detectives can only do some investigations of affairs, looking for cats and dogs.

night, morning...

A precipitous spring rain mixed with wind and thunder, the sound of the rain was indistinct, and the air was cold. There was a great murderousness and vitality in the world.

Thunder, rain and dew are all God's grace!

The greasy spring rain was gratifying, followed by the rolling thunder, urging, exploding in everyone's ears, and the bursts of thunder frightened many children.

On a remote street, raindrops pour down from the sky, and in the occasional flashes of lightning, the world is vast.

Occasionally, a ray of light streaked across the rain.

The icy blade brushed past, spurting out warm blood, and the person struggling in the mud trembled a few times before falling heavily, unable to get up again.

Under a red umbrella, a beautiful girl in a blue printed kimono stood holding a knife. Her hair, which was as gorgeous as black silk cloth, was artificially cut for some reason, and the length was just enough to slightly cover her ears.

Delicate facial features, very heroic.

But those eyes seemed to be the deepest hole, making people shudder at first sight.

There were spots of blood on the white footwear that had been wet by the rain, like the red plums that Ling Han bloomed alone in the snow.

The two rituals ended a life, and the empty pupils turned slightly, as if they were making complicated judgments.

Her head turned slightly, she seemed to be looking for something, and finally left indifferently.

Only a corpse full of wounds was left, and the more torrential rain was allowed to extinguish the last remaining heat.

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Central Continent.

Since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, for some unknown reason, King Yu Jiuding, who suppressed the roots of the Kyushu barrier, disappeared overnight. Coupled with the fact that the rooster of Wu Zhou was in the morning, the universe was reversed, yin and yang were in chaos, and the practice world of Zhongzhou was greeted There came a devastating blow.

Even in the Song Dynasty, Taoism flourished again, but it could not withstand the suppression of the two major restraining forces, and after the return of light, it declined for a long time.

Until now, in the vast hometown of Kyushu, there is no longer a real practitioner, only some quack warlocks lingering under the technological civilization.

For some and other reasons, even magicians are all but extinct.

The majestic Tiantai Mountain is connected to Xianxia Ridge in the west and Zhoushan Islands in the east. Across the sea is the Laoshan Sect. To the south of Fujian is the Qingyun Gate of Daozong, which has shaken the world for 300 years. It has long been dissipated and disappeared in history.

The mountain has eight layers, and the four sides are like one. The top faces three stars. They are divided into cows and girls, and they live on the platform, so it is called Tiantai.

This place is the ancestral court of Tiantai Sect, one of the eight sects of Buddhism.

In the deep Sansheng Temple, there is only one young monk with a layer of light green stubble on his head sitting silently and chanting scriptures.

This monk, dressed in plain white, had a warm breath, closed his eyes and said nothing, opened and closed his lips, and his voice was as deep as thunder.

He recited the fundamental classics of Tiantai sect.

"The Lotus Sutra of the Wonderful Dharma"

"...Countless sentient beings may see Bodhisattvas, see the nature of all dharmas without duality, just like empty space, and see Buddha sons with no attachments in their hearts. With this wonderful wisdom, they seek the supreme way. Manjushri, there are Bodhisattvas After the Buddha passed away, he made offerings to the relics. I also saw the disciples of the Buddha building towers and temples, countless constant sands, and adorning the borders of the country..."

In the depths of the main hall, in front of the tall statues of the Three Saints of the West, there are three sticks of big red incense sticks as thick as two fingers, surrounded by green smoke, covering the faces of the three clay sculptures, making it difficult to see clearly.