Boss Scraps likes me too much, what should I do?

Crescent Moon did what she said, borrowed tools from Fujiya and began to carve a mask for Yuanyi by herself.

He sat on the edge, and the mask in his hand had already taken shape, and the sawdust fell down, accumulating on the ground.Although it was the first time to do it, except that the initial movements were a bit rusty, the subsequent movements became smoother.

Yuanyi was sitting next to him, the clogs on his feet fell on the ground and were not straightened, and he was dangling his two calves, holding in his hand a can of Jinpingtang that Crescent Moon asked him to buy that day.Yuanyi twisted one and put it in his mouth, the little golden flat candy melted in his mouth, bringing out a hint of sweetness.

It's not good to just enjoy it by yourself, so Enichi rolled up the Kopeito and brought it to Crescent Moon's mouth, bending his eyes and showing a sweet smile.

"Brother, Sugar."

Yue Yue subconsciously opened her mouth and rolled the tip of her tongue, rolling the sugar into her mouth.

The taste was so sweet that Crescent Moon couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you, Yuanyi."

Yueya stopped what he was doing and looked at Yuanyi. He originally wanted to touch Yuanyi's head, but he thought he still had sawdust in his hand, so he just rubbed his forehead against it.

This is a good relaxing activity, but the calm didn't last long before Ikeuchi Katsura walked in with strides.

"Crescent Moon, do you know?"

Ikeuchi Katsuki panted, "Suigetsu of Flower Time House, left."

Yueya was stunned for a moment, but quickly regained her composure, her hands kept moving and she said softly, "Mmm."

Ikeuchi Katsuki scratched his head in confusion. He thought that Yueya had an ambiguous relationship with Suigetsu from Huashiya.

And didn't you just see it two days ago?

But judging from Yue Yue's bland reaction, it seemed that it was not a big deal, and it didn't even arouse his interest.

There is a reason for this, but Crescent Moon can't say such a reason.

Yueya knows that Shuiyue is not some wandering girl who has been reduced to prostitution, but the target of the Ghost Killing Squad for hundreds of years-Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi.

If Wu Mi continues to stay in Huajie, Yue Ya will wonder if he has some unspeakable secrets.

Ikeuchi Katsuki was even more confused, stretched out his hand to scratch his hair, and then sat down beside Yueya.

"I'm probably going back to the Ghost Slayer Squad." Ikeuchi Katsuki said casually.

Crescent Moon still didn't respond, she put the mask that was in its infancy on Yuanyi's face for a look, and continued to move her hands after confirming that it was the right size.

"Hey!!" Chi Neisheng called Yueya sadly: "Yuejun!!! Don't be so indifferent!!"

Crescent Moon turned her head and glanced at Chi Neisheng lightly, and said slowly: "Then what do you want me to do?"

Chi Neisheng closed his mouth, he was also thinking about how Yueya should react, excited or sad?Neither look is suitable for Crescent Moon, if Crescent Moon will show a sad look because of his departure, Ikeuchi Katsuki will feel horrified or even terrified.

Because this is too unlike what Crescent Moon would do, Crescent Moon doing this kind of behavior will make Chiuchi Katsuki think that Crescent Moon is possessed by a ghost.

"Pretend I didn't say it." Chi Neisheng waved his hands showing a terrified expression, and he didn't know what he had imagined, his face turned blue.

Crescent Moon didn't speak anymore, and continued with her hands.

The sun shines softly on the courtyard, and the deerwei placed by the pool in the courtyard is filled with water. The imbalance of gravity clacks and falls on the stone, and the clear water full of bamboo tubes flows out, adding a bit of interest to the courtyard.

"Do you want to kill ghosts?"

Crescent Moon who was originally silent suddenly opened her mouth.

Ikeuchi Katsura quickly raised the corners of his mouth and laughed, "Of course!"

"As long as there is one ghost, I will keep killing it."

The carving knife under Yueya paused, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Ikeuchi Katsuki lay down on the edge, looked up at the sky and closed his eyes, the sun fell on his eyes and saw only a patch of blood red.

"Scared."

Ikeuchi Katsura said briskly, "I'm scared to death!"

"But Crescent Moon."

"If you don't kill ghosts because you are afraid of death, no one in this world can kill ghosts."

Yuanyi gently leaned against Yueya, not intervening in this conversation between adults.

There was the sound of Xixisuo's blade slicing across the wood in his ears. This sound lasted for a long time, and he heard the sound belonging to Crescent Moon until Chiuchi Katsuki was drowsy.

"Don't die."

Ikeuchi raised his mouth.

"no problem."

The sunshine didn't last for a long time, and a large thick dark cloud was faintly visible in the distance, drifting towards the Kyoto Prefecture, probably it was going to rain.

Thick clouds covered the entire sky layer by layer. The gray and white clouds rolled and changed into different shapes in the sky. The bright sunlight could not penetrate the clouds, and all the bright colors around it became much darker .

Crescent Moon stands on the road leading to Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine. The weather is gloomy now, but such weather does not hinder the good mood of the people in Kyoto Prefecture.

Because the rain means that the rice fields can be irrigated.

"Under the blessing of Lord Yujinjin, there may be a bumper harvest this year!"

"Yes yes yes!"

The road is full of people talking about the coming rainy day, and their words are full of expectations.

The road leading to Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine is not very spacious. Today, a road is opened for priests and priestesses who want to carry the shrine of Inari God, so the road becomes more and more crowded.

Yuanyi practiced swordsmanship in the Fujiya and Ikeuchi Katsura. It would not be a bad treatment for Yuanyi to have Ikeuchi Katsushi, a superb swordsman, guide Yuanyi, and Yueya came out with a fox mask carved into a semi-finished product, not knowing what color he should put on. What kind of pattern to draw, so I went out to look for some inspiration.

"Jingle Bell--"

There were bursts of ringing bells on the road that was deliberately left open. A priest in a blue hunting suit cleared the way, followed by a priestess in a red and white priestess costume.Although the colors are not the same, they all have golden ears of rice tied around their bodies.

According to legend, the Inari God Oyatsu is a beautiful girl with golden ears of rice in her arms, so there is nothing wrong with wearing rice ears on priestess clothes and priest clothes.

Among the people watching on both sides of the road, many people who devoutly believe in the god of Inari, Oyatsu, have already knelt on the ground and began to pray.

"Jingle Bell--"

The crisp sound of the bell rang in the hands of the witch, and the sound of the bell spread to the surroundings along with bursts of vast and surging divine power, and the golden halo continuously swayed like ripples.

Crescent Moon stopped for a while, and naturally felt the comfort of the pure divine power constantly brushing her body, as if her entire soul had been washed.

God descends - the gods descended.

Crescent Moon hesitated for a moment, the team of priests and witches had already left, presumably they had already arrived at the shrine to start the last day of blessing ceremony.Crescent Moon glanced at the vermilion roof of the Inari Shrine from a distance through the crowd, and on the raised cornices was a fox carved out of stone.

Yueya faintly saw a golden streamer flashing on the fox statue carved in stone, the golden light was shining, Yueya looked around but found no one saw it, presumably the golden light might not be seen by ordinary mortals.

Crescent Moon took a closer look at the statue again, this time the supposedly dead fox statue seemed to turn its head and wink at him.

Crescent Moon was stunned for a moment, then blinked and looked again, only to find that the fox had turned into the statue that was motionless at first.

Somewhat cute.

Crescent Moon's originally gloomy mood was amused by the episode just now, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a laugh.

Gao Tianyuan——

In a certain splendid temple, two gods sat facing each other, looking at the back of Crescent Moon who was walking on the road.

Both of them have beautiful faces that mortals in this world cannot match. Seeing their faces will not make people feel any blasphemy. They just want to kneel on the ground and offer their most pious beliefs.

This is the God of Inari——Okuyatsu.

Her creamy hair reached her waist, and her hair was as golden as rice ears. She crowned herself with the morning sun, wore a moonlit night, and her white skirt swayed. Just sitting there could not help but make people admire her.

This is the power of the gods.

Black and white foxes ran around in the glorious temple, and some of them ran to Yu Yanjin's lap, and she gently touched the smooth fur on his body, "Is this the child you have been paying attention to, Mr. Huang?"

Looking at the crescent moon from a distant time and space, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Yu Yanjin's mouth.

"It's a cute kid."

Huang Hang glanced at Yueya and didn't say anything, only the dragon wrapped around him slightly swung its tail and let out a long dragon cry.

There seems to be an endless future hidden in those deep blue eyes.

After a long time, Huang has already seen the ending.

He sighed.

The thick cloud cover had been a sign before, but now it is raining lightly, and the fine and dense raindrops fall on the ground, making the grass that emerges in spring moist, and the green grass lies softly on the black On the soil, the wooden clogs feel soft to the touch.

The air smelled of rain, and the drizzle fell on the building, creating a vague sense of twilight. The sparse and falling sound entered Crescent Moon's ears and played a wonderful piece of music.

Crescent Moon didn't bring an umbrella, but the light rain didn't bother him too much, and he wouldn't catch a cold from getting caught in the rain like ordinary people.

With the abundant spiritual energy of Yu Xianjin in the rain, Yue Ya squinted her eyes and let out a low moan comfortably.

This is the rain, the rain from God.

From time to time, there are young children running past Yueya with bare feet, laughing, stepping on the puddles and splashing small water splashes, which wet the corners of Yueya's clothes. The polite children noticed that Yueya was wet. Clothed, a little embarrassed, stopped and stood in front of Yue Yue to apologize.

"Sorry, my lord."

Crescent Moon didn't care, just smiled at the child and waved him to play.

He suddenly regretted, should he bring Yuanyi out to play, after all, children should like to play.

A few steps forward is a bridge. Under the bridge is a small river flowing. The fine raindrops slap on the river surface to create circles of ripples. The river water is clear. From time to time, a few small fish will jump out of the water to breathe the fresh air. .

Want to draw river water on the mask?

Yueya thought to herself, but felt that Yuanyi was not suitable for gentle water, but what should she paint?

Crescent Moon frowned in distress, stared at the river and began to think about what she wanted to draw on the mask.

It should not only be full of blessings, but also have a unique pattern suitable for Yuanyi.

The raindrops fell on Crescent Moon's hair and wet his hair. The feathers embroidered with red Bana flowers behind him swayed gently in the breeze and drizzle. Those Bana flowers that should have been dead seemed to come alive at this moment. , swaying on the crescent feathers.

The rain fell on Crescent Moon's face, one drop after another gradually gathered and accumulated, and then slid from the cheek to the chin to form a precarious drop.

The rain suddenly disappeared, not because the sky had cleared up, but because someone stood behind the moon and tied a paper umbrella on top of the crescent moon.

The crescent eyelids trembled, and the rain that fell on the eyelashes slid down.

The cool hand caught the crumbling raindrop on Yueya's chin, and then roughly wiped off the wet marks on Yueya's face with his sleeves, revealing an authentic and beautiful face.

The action is still as simple and rude.

Crescent Moon twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled, then raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her—it was Ghost Wu Tsuji.

"Wu Mi." Yue Ya whispered the name of the person in front of her.

"Today is the day when the god descends. Are you not afraid of God's punishment for coming out like this?"

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, and Wu Mi's little life was about to die.

Wu Mi is not afraid of these things, if God's punishment will come to him, he should have let the gods punish him hundreds of years ago.But no, he is still living well in this world, even though countless people in this world curse him and wish him to die, but he is still living well.

Not only now, but also in the future.

Such arrogance is inherent, Wu Mi sneered with disdain: "If the gods would punish me, they wouldn't let me live for so long."

"Either I don't deserve to die, or it's not time for me to die."

Only Wu Mi can say such arrogant and arrogant words.

Wumi's eyes fell on the yellowish mask with tree texture in Yueya's hand. It was roughly carved. It was a fox mask, but the size didn't seem to be worn by adults, it seemed to be worn by a child.

Wu Mi thought a lot, and naturally thought of who this mask was for.

He took Crescent Moon's hand, looked at the half-finished product and sneered: "It's for that boy again."

Lifting his eyes slightly, Wu Mi looked at Yue Ya with jealousy in his eyes.

"Why, I didn't?"