The years I worked in the Shura field [Comprehensive]

Although City Lord Ota was a bit conceited, he still had a basic sense of vigilance.

Ruo Ruo said that at the beginning, he was really interested in looking at the woman in front of him, but when he saw the unknown man quietly appearing in the court, his defensive mentality immediately prevailed, and he lost all thoughts.

The yin and yang spells are so popular in the present world that His Majesty even added a yin and yang room for astrology and positioning, drawing symbols and chanting mantras.

The whole country respects Onmyoji, especially growing up in Kyoto where the three major Onmyoji families are fighting openly and secretly. He knows the power of Onmyoji and dare not go beyond the rules.

But he is only aware of current affairs, but he is not a coward who is cowardly when things happen.

Therefore, facing the invitation, Lord Ota readily agreed.

The fishing lanterns on the sea are brightly lit, illuminating the foggy night sky.

It was the first time for Ota City Lord to enjoy the song and dance of Liren Pavilion in the air. Under the novelty, he felt that the singer on the stage became more and more beautiful, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Jiuge was also a little indulged in her singing and dancing, he glanced at Naluo from the corner of his eyes, he still had an arrogant expression that no one would like, and he slapped his waist with his elbow: "Not good-looking? Why don't you be amazed...Even if it was the singer raised by Ren Jiancheng back then, she might not be better, right?"

Naluo lowered her eyes, brushed away her frizzy hands and feet, and said impatiently: "What's so interesting about this kind of reluctant dance?"

He despises the weak who succumb to fate, but show a sad and painful expression the most.

The singer on the stage obviously didn't want to live this kind of life, but she didn't want to save her own life. Instead, she regarded herself as a suffering Ji Jun, waiting for the pity of the strong.For such a person, beauty is beautiful, but it is tasteless like food, which cannot be savored carefully.

Jiu Ge once also sang to worship the gods, so he can naturally feel the sadness hidden in the joyful singing of the singer.

She naturally disagreed with Naluo's opinion, and said earnestly: "Not everyone has the right to resist fate, Naluo, you may be very strong now, but don't forget that you were hunted and killed, and you ran for your life. Only when you don’t pretend to be a woman can you escape the catastrophe. You are a...man, let alone a weak woman. I don’t ask you to touch your body, but I ask you to lower your eyes occasionally and give alms to the weak mercy."

Naluo's eyes were displeased, and she glanced at her, but quickly looked away.

City Lord Otian looked at Ali with pity: "Why didn't she tell me? But if she told me, how could I be willing to let her suffer here alone?"

Jiu Ge hit him mercilessly: "It's not necessary. It's also a kind of sadness that beautiful flowers fall into the hands of people who don't appreciate them."

Lord Ota was not convinced.

He thinks that Jiu Ge may be a maiden carefully cultivated by someone in Kyoto. She is extremely capable but ignorant of world affairs, so that she underestimates the importance of power and money in the world.

During the conversation, the singing and dancing gradually stopped.

The boats gathered on the sea gradually moved away, only a thin boat sailed in the opposite direction to the bottom of the stage.

Jiu Ge didn't argue much, and directed Naluo to descend, secretly following behind the boat.

The Lord of Ota stared wide-eyed, watching the onmyoji in a safari suit secretly meet his favorite, he felt his heart and lungs were going to explode, as if he had caught his concubine cheating on him, his face was red with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This Whose family's onmyoji? Why is he so unruly? Liren Pavilion is the head oiran...how dare he, how worthy..."

Ah Li stood on the steps, took off his enchanting clothes, and wore the simplest blue uniform, condescending, but with a calm expression: "Are all flowers born to please the eyes and ears?"

The young onmyoji waiting in the boat bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head, stared at the woman who seemed to be haunted by sadness in front of him, and said seriously: "The flowers are blooming for a moment, and the clouds are floating in the sky. Only by leaving the clouds in front of you can you get the freedom of your heart. .Your confession is in your singing and dancing."

Ah Li smiled, jumped down from the steps, and landed in the boat. She said to the young onmyoji who was watching her with concern, "Take me out to sea."

City Lord Ota fell into inextricable jealousy and resentment, clenched his fists and hung down on the barrier.

"Don't you understand?"

Jiu Ge looked at him sympathetically, "People in the world can define the color of flowers, but whether they are beautiful or not, flowers are born for themselves. If you think it is beautiful, you want to pick it up and pick it up, but it is just selfish desire."

City Master Ota clenched his teeth, not convinced.

He just kept her by his side, so why did his selfish desires cause trouble?

Naraku glanced at her and ridiculed her for being stupid: "You only know that flowers bloom for a moment, but you don't understand that many flowers actually die before they bloom. Only the weak who are not satisfied will pursue illusory freedom. But they don't know that it traps her The prison is also a barrier to protect her. Blindly pursuing that freedom will only make her die faster."

Jiu Ge looked at him with disdain: "I would rather die with the incense sticks on the branches, and never blow into the north wind. This kind of integrity is better than bending, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, it's embarrassing."

Naraku sneered back.

City Lord Otian was not reconciled, and returned to the city to toss and turn all night, but still couldn't swallow this breath.

The next day, the servants sent a heavy gift and asked to see A Li by name.

It's another night, the stage performance is over.

Before Ah Li could take off her oiran attire, the boss spread the word that the city lord of Xingyuan Bay wanted to see her.

City Lord Ota was anxiously waiting in the Japanese room full of grand gifts. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the slender figure of a woman printed on the paper door, and rushed to meet her, without noticing the woman's frowning eyebrows. , as long as you become a singer who only belongs to me, I will give you whatever you want! Even if I take you out of here, it is only a matter of one sentence!"

A Li didn't speak, walked to the table, took out a fresh and tender peony branch from the bottle, turned around and handed it to the Lord of Ota.

City Lord Otian was stunned, as if he was stunned, but soon, he reached out and took out the flower, and threw it on the ground angrily: "What kind of flowers are not flowers! As long as you come with me, I will give you the freedom you want!"

Ah Li glanced at the abandoned flowers, and said coldly and alienated; "You can't give me what I want."

After speaking, he walked away without hesitation.

Only City Lord Ota was left alone, impotent and furious.

Jiu Ge leaned against the door frame and looked at him suspiciously: "You know the correct answer, why don't you copy it?"

"Why should I copy the answer of an unknown onmyoji!"

The Lord of Ota roared angrily, and waved the gift to the ground, "As long as she is willing to come with me, I can give her anything! Power and status, including the freedom she wants! Why do I have to say it hypocritically? Speaking of sweet words, isn’t real action more reliable? That onmyoji from He Mao’s family spoke so nicely, why didn’t she just leave her alone in the Liren Pavilion…”

Nine Songs: "..."

For a moment, I thought he was right.

But soon, Jiuge realized: "At the very beginning, you were unwilling to promise even a good word, so how can you blame others for suspecting that you just treat her as a plaything to satisfy your vanity? Now Ah Li belongs to Liren Pavilion The number one oiran, young and beautiful, will naturally attract everyone's covetousness, but what about waiting for her to grow old? Not to mention other things, if A Li is just an ordinary woman, would you still be attached to her? Probably not... too late An oiran is no different from a wandering girl. This is the fate of Xingyuan people. Ah Li is just sober and restrained. As a powerful person, you don't understand, and you don't want to understand. The reason for rejecting you. Instead of venting your anger and resenting others, it is better to reflect on yourself..."

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When I first came out of Shiranui, I really don't know how many bald masters look like the Lord Xingyuan...