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Long black and white hair was scattered on the bed sheet, it was raining heavily outside, and the windows in the room were not closed, Yin Wuhuo closed his eyes and felt the coldness falling on his face and arms.

It's so comfortable, it's like being gently touched by someone.

He turned around, facing the window.

In the past two days, people have been looking for him, some people he doesn't know at all but they seem to know him very well, some people he has only met a few times, but the other party says they have known each other for a long time.

Usually the store is always deserted and deserted, but the number of people has obviously increased these days, but I am not happy at all, on the contrary, I am a little irritable.He knew that such emotions were very wrong, and he also believed that what those people said was true, because the emotions in their eyes were all the most real, and no one lied to him.

However, he really couldn't remember it at all.

There are very few memories in his mind, and all that is left is a dark sea, where there lives another him, another, the one he least wants to contact.

Now, he wants to be him.No, it should be said that he was already infinitely close to him.

That white-haired Yin Wuhuo in ancient costume.

Finally, the young man sat up from the bed and changed into the clothes Cui Jue sent the day before yesterday.Soft and comfortable pants and jacket, simple color sleeves and a large outer shirt, clogs on the feet, and long hair tied up with a rubber band.

So far, the previous Wuhuo has been replaced.

"Wuhuo boy, are you going out?"

Yin Wuhuo turned his head away, and Fan Wujiu greeted him by squatting on the window, with a bandage wrapped around his hand, "That little girl has been reincarnated today, don't you want to go and see? Anyway, you are the one who worked so hard Saved." Almost folded himself in.

girl?

"Who?" Has he saved anyone recently?

Yin Wuhuo thought about it carefully, and could only find a vague smiling face from his memory, other than that, there was nothing else, let alone saving some girl.

Xie Bi'an, who was following Fan Wujiu, fell silent. Is this kid really not remembering anything?

"Then do you still remember Uncle Jiu?" Fan Wujiu asked unwillingly.

"Remember, I just went to help him sing an opera a while ago, and the old boy still owes some wages, so I have to ask him for it later."

This time, both Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu shut their mouths.

Father Huang's damage to Yin Wuhuo's brain was too great. He almost swallowed up more than half of Yin Wuhuo's memories...

Moreover, Yin Wuhuo actually put on this kind of attire.

This kind of dress is obviously out of tune with this era.

In the past, it was absolutely impossible for him to dress like this, because this kid only firmly believes that he is a human being, and the only people who still wear ancient costumes in this era are ghosts.

In the end, it was Xie Bi'an who spoke first, "Boy, do you want to go to District [-] with us to relax?"

"No money."

"We treat guests."

"Okay."

After the agreement was made, the black and white ghosts sighed together, the poor look of this kid still hasn't changed.

After Black and White left, Yin Wuhuo was stunned again.

Now his mind is muddled, and many things can't be connected in series. Fortunately, he still remembers Huai Tian lying in the hospital, although he has no memory of how this guy was injured.

It's time to go and say hello.

A few days later, the black and white ghosts appeared in Yin Wuhuo's room on time.

The eleventh district is not far from their side, nor is it close.

The ghosts don't use planes or anything like that to travel far.Those with identities can openly pass through the alien passages linking various places, while black households without identities can only smuggle from the human world.

And black and white impermanence are of course the most convenient way to travel far away, and they can reach the place they want to go in just a moment.

The dark green corridor was opened, and Yin Wuhuo, following Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an, had just stepped in when his overcoat with a wide foot was caught.

Qianluo stood behind and looked at him eagerly, like a kitten about to be discarded.

There was a sudden "thud" in his already cold heart, and the young man pushed the girl's hand away uncomfortably, and said, "Come on."

Qianluo's sinking heart warmed up again because of the cold words of the young man. She said "um", her eyes sparkled and brightened, as if she had fallen into a galaxy.

Yin Wuhuo, who was suddenly cute: "..."

A group of people passed through the corridor and came to the eleventh district very quickly. I have to say that the people here are really receptive.Even if Yin Wuhuo and Qianluo were walking around in the street in Hanfu, no one would say anything bad, at most they just looked at them with excitement.

Yin Wuhuo was slightly satisfied with this.After all, he doesn't really like being pointed at all the way, but praise is different, everyone likes nice words.

Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an greeted him and left. The two of them didn't come to travel, and there were important things waiting for them.

Yin Wuhuo also let Qianluo go, and let the little girl play casually by herself, while she slipped to the shrine on the mountain, lay on the high torii gate of the shrine to watch the scenery and closed her eyes to rest.

......

"では, I'm sorry いたします." A middle-aged woman knelt on the tatami and slowly stepped back to the door, bowing her head to bid farewell to the girl in the maiden costume.

The seemingly gentle etiquette is perfect and impeccable. Even though this is just a cleaning woman, the solemnity shown by the other party shows the strength of the family behind her.

However, no matter how gentle and humble she is on the surface, the disgust in the eyes of the middle-aged woman is still hard to hide.

"え, ごくろう."

The girl with her back to the middle-aged woman nodded slightly, her hollow voice was seven points arrogant, three points indifferent, and twelve points alienated. Her long black and straight hair hung over her shoulders and fell on the light green tatami mat like the best Satin is generally smooth.

"Crack." The door was closed.

The moment the woman left, the girl fell to the left exhaustedly, and the good image she had just maintained disappeared in an instant. Her eyes were slightly closed, and the deep loneliness was revealed in the pupils, like the sad eyes of a bird in a cage.

She doesn't have a name, and everyone calls her the Seventeenth Generation, because she is the No.17th Miko here, a servant of the gods, and a person who has obtained divine power.

I have to stay in this shrine since I was born, but I have never seen the appearance of God.

She doesn't know if there is a god in this world, but she knows one thing, because of that god she has never seen before, she has become a canary, a bird locked in a huge cage .

A red flower bud will appear on the body of the girl chosen by the gods in the family. From then on, the witches can only stay in the shrine, slowly boil bit by bit, and wait until the red flower bud on their body is fully bloomed. life will come to an end.

In fact, she also wants to go down the mountain to see different scenery and different people, instead of sitting on the tatami and learning about the outside world through books.

But that is impossible.

Every day, the only time she can communicate with people is when the cleaning staff and the etiquette teacher come, and occasionally she can hear a few little monsters whispering in the yard.

Shiqidai sat up, carefully arranged the miko uniform that he had just messed up by himself, and slowly stood up, opened it and beat you out.

Her room was facing a lake, and with a "pop", the bamboo by the lake fell violently, making a crisp sound.

Why didn't I see the voices of the little monsters today?

The seventeenth generation walked forward along the corridor, and then went back. She searched almost the entire backyard, but she never heard the whispers in the past.

Disappointment crawled up his face and ran into his eyes.

Is no one here today?

The girl was walking in the empty courtyard corridor, and paused for a moment. She was a little disappointed that she didn't hear the whispers from the past.

But he didn't give up either, he turned around and entered the house and went straight to the front yard.Maybe the little goblins went to play in the front yard.

The decoration of the front yard is very simple, just like an ordinary shrine. There is a very old tree beside the road paved with stone slabs.

Further on, at the end of the stone road is the torii gate of this shrine... Wait, there seems to be... someone on it?

Seventeen Dai stared at the white-haired young man sitting on the torii gate with wide eyes in disbelief.

Is that... my lord?

As if hearing the movement behind him, the white-haired young man turned sideways to look at the witch standing in the middle of the stone-paved road, his eyes were distant and indifferent, he only took one look at her before turning around again.

After being swept by those eyes, Shiqi Dai was stunned for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.

There were too many emotions in the young man's eyes, she couldn't understand them all, but she saw the same loneliness as herself, like a creature that had been hiding in the dark, she and him were of the same kind.

It was the first time she met an outsider, and a person just like herself.

"That..." Shiqidai wanted to say hello to Yin Wuhuo, but swallowed the words again, his face full of confusion.

She doesn't know what his name is.

With the wide white sleeves, the etiquette and self-cultivation deep into the bone marrow do not allow her to do things that are disrespectful, but in her heart she is extremely eager to communicate with the people sitting on the torii gate.

After thinking about it, the desire in his heart finally overcame the habit, Shi Qidai closed his eyes and said quickly, "Please, can you please come down from the torii gate?"

Yin Wuhuo remained unmoved.

The miko below repeated what she had just said.

Yin Wuhuo remained silent.

Disappointment came to mind again, Shi Qidai bit his lip and repeated.

She lowered her head, looking sickly.

Yin Wuhuo sighed, got up and jumped, and fell to the ground. The sound of wooden clogs stepping on the stone slab was extremely clear, and the mountain wind blew the sleeves of the two of them flying.

Seventeen Dai raised his head and stared blankly at the white-haired young man walking in front of him. His heart, which had been silent for 20 years, returned to a fresh look at this moment.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

She covered her heart and looked at the white-haired young man standing in front of her at a loss.

Yin Wuhuo sized her up, "A witch from the eleventh district?"

Hearing Yin Wuhuo talking about Shiqidai, he reacted, nodded hurriedly, and asked along the lines: "My name is Shiqidai, what is your name? How did you get up there?" She pointed to the torii gate.

"Yin Wuhuo."

Yin Wuhuo glanced at her indifferently, did not explain much, and was about to leave after greeting her. As soon as he stood on the steps, Shiqidai called him: "Well, will you come again?"

"will not."

Yin Wuhuo shook his head, he didn't want to get involved with anyone anymore, it would be too tiring and troublesome.

He left the shrine and disappeared at the bottom of the steps.

Shiqidai stood under the torii and watched for a long time, and did not walk back until dusk came and night fell.The little monsters who didn't know where they went just now came out, and the whole shrine was full of chattering and chattering sounds, which was more lively than usual, but the [-]th generation was not in the mood to listen to these sounds, Now all she can think about is Yin Wuhuo.

I really want, I really want to see him again...

There is a hot spring in the corner of the backyard. The [-]th generation took a change of clothes and went to the hot spring pool. Soaking in the hot spring is her favorite thing to do after a day. Soaking the body in the warm hot spring water makes people relax physically and mentally. It seems that troubles have been washed away along with the dust all over.

The hot spring pool was filled with smog, her fair skin submerged in the pool, her long hair spread out on the surface of the water, and strands of her hair looked like ink dizzy in the water.

Seventeen Dai plunged into the pool water, all his hair was wet, and it stuck to his shoulders, half-covering the red flowers on his left shoulder.

The flower is half in bloom now, and it will be fully bloomed soon, and when it is fully bloomed, her life will come to an end.

Stretching out her hand to touch the red flower on her left shoulder, the girl's eyes were slightly closed, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

After Yin Wuhuo went down the mountain, he went back to his residence directly. Cui Jue paid for all the expenses of this trip, but Xie Bian chose the residence.

Have to say, this guy has pretty good taste.

I chose the most traditional hot spring hotel in District [-]. The food is delicious, and the attitude of the boss is also very good.

When he returned to the hotel, Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an hadn't returned yet, and Qianluo had already gone to the hot spring first.It could be seen that the little girl was very happy. She took off the curvy train she usually wore and put on a simple bathrobe. Her soft hair was tied into two small balls, and a cherry blossom hairpin was pinned to it.

In the past, Yin Wuhuo always thought it was nonsense to compare a person's face to a red apple, but now he admits that Qian Luohong's little face is indeed like a red apple, which makes people salivate.

"Brother Wuhuo!"

Seeing Yin Wuhuo's return, the little girl rushed over quickly, but barely stopped when she was about to touch Yin Wuhuo.

Brother Wuhuo's situation is not right now, she can't be as casual as before.

Seeing that the little girl stopped suddenly, the young man withdrew his slightly opened hands, grabbed the little girl's arm with his left hand and dragged the little girl's waist with his right hand, and lifted him up with all his might.

It's just a hug, why hesitate?

The arms and waist tightened at the same time, and the scene in front of her suddenly blurred. Qianluo subconsciously hugged Yin Wuhuo's neck before she realized it.

She was picked up.

As before, he was hugged by Brother Wuhuo.

Just at this time, the proprietress brought the dinner, a generous sushi and seafood platter was brought to the table, as well as sweet-smelling turbid wine and fruit juice.

oh~ oh~

Now even Hei Zai, who had been hiding in Yin Wuhuo's arm, ran out, staring at the seafood platter on the table and licking his paws, his cat's eyes were almost straight.

Qianluo hugged Yin Wuhuo fiercely, jumped down and sat down at the table to eat with Hei Zai. This should be her happiest day this year!

Looking at the mess on the table, Yin Wuhuo shook his head helplessly, and suddenly had the illusion of having two pets.

again?

He backed out without a trace, and walked in the direction of the open-air hot spring.

It seems that I really forgot a lot of things, and also awakened some other things.

He understands all this, but he doesn't want to make any changes.

Because, this is very tiring.Now, he just needs to stand behind and watch his important people.

The author has something to say: Torii: the red gate in front of a Japanese shrine, thinking that the gods will stay on it