me and my vest

Large swathes of dark clouds were swept over by the wind, piling up in layers in the sky, but it only started to rain lightly.

Lu Ping floated on the pond, and the raindrops hit the swimming goldfish gently. Yuan Yi hugged his own kite and sat on the porch in a daze.

"Yuanyi, what are you doing?" Mrs. Jiguo slowly walked out of the room, looking at her child tenderly.

Because of the law of time, Yuanyi would speak occasionally, and Mrs. Jiguo knew that her child was not a deaf-mute, but she still made sun wheel earrings for him.

But this time it is not to pray to the gods to bless the ears, but to ask the gods to bring him good luck, to bless him so that he can live happily in this troubled world.

"Mother." The little child looked up, got up and ran to hold her left arm, "I'm waiting for Mr. Sivis."

"Mr. Sivis?" When treating her children, Mrs. Jiguo never cared about noble etiquette. She then knelt and sat on the floor in the porch, "Does Yuanyi want to release paper kites with him? Rainy day But it can't be done."

Yuanyi nodded slowly.

"At this time, Mr. Sivis is probably teaching Yan Sheng how to practice swordsmanship." Mrs. Jiguo touched his head, "Where is Yuanyi, have you ever thought about learning swordsmanship?"

If Yuanyi expresses his willingness to learn, then Mrs. Jiguo will risk angering her husband again and ask him to let Mr. Sivis teach the two children together.

"Brother wants to become the number one warrior in this country."

"Well, does Yuanichi also want to become a samurai?"

"I want to be the second samurai." Yuanyi smiled a little, which surprised Mrs. Jiguo.

"It's a very good wish." Mrs. Jiguo sighed, with complicated eyes, "But, I still hope. No, it's a request. Yuanyi, you have to have your own wish."

own wish?

Yuan only thought for a moment, and then wanted to tell her mother that she already had a wish—to kill all the ghosts.

But after he thought about it carefully, it seemed that after hearing this sentence, Mr. Sivis also said that he wanted to know his own wish...

"My wish is to be with my mother." Yuan Yi came to a conclusion.

Mrs. Jiguo was very happy when she heard this, but a deeper sadness followed, and this emotion almost overwhelmed her, drowning her in guilt.

Is it because I bound Yuanyi and left him in this small house full of women that he would have such a wish?

He came up with such an idea because he couldn't see the wider world, right?

"Yuanyi." She suppressed her tears very well, her tone was still gentle, as if she didn't think about so many things at all, "When Yuanyi grows up, let's leave with Mr. Sivis, I heard that he is willing to accept You are a disciple."

Yuan Yi looked at his mother at a loss, and grabbed her sleeve with some fear.

"This world is very big." Mrs. Jiguo said, "If you leave here, Yuanyi can run unscrupulously, as far as you want, the mountains, the ocean, and the scenery you have never seen before are all very beautiful. "

"Okay, keep running until you get tired."

The woman in the elegant kimono showed a completely different soul from other noble ladies. This is what Yuanyi thinks is beautiful, and it is also the reason why he can't help comparing Mingsa with his mother.

"……run?"

"That's right." Madam Jiguo caressed his face, "No one will ask Yuanyi to do something he doesn't like, and the patterns on his face can also be exposed to the outside, and he can go anywhere he wants."

Sounds like... good.

Yuanyi's eyes brightened a little.

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"Snapped!"

The wooden knife in Ji Guoyan Sheng's hand was picked up by Shi Lu, and fell to the ground after spinning a few times in the air.

He himself was pressed against the neck by Shi Li's wooden knife.

"Sir, it's so strong."

Shi Lu retracted the knife and said with a smile, "Yeah, this is the result of hundreds of years of hard work."

"Speaking like this again..." Yan Sheng complained a little, and walked over to fetch water.

"It's true." Shi Lu followed step by step, "Do you want to continue practicing today? It's been a long time, but I still have a fat cat to feed."

"Cat..." An image of a yellow and gray beckoning cat holding a wine bottle and drinking heavily appeared in Yan Sheng's mind immediately, "Mr.'s cat is as strange as Mr.'s."

"No, no, it's just that the cat is weird." Shi Lu made a cross in front of his chest, causing the cloak he was wearing to rise and fall, "I am a very strict swordsmanship teacher myself."

"Ah." Yan Sheng didn't answer this question, he started another topic, "Sir, if you accept Yuanyi as a disciple, can you prevent Yuanyi from being sent to the temple?"

Yan Sheng is still very concerned about his younger brother who is a compatriot. As the eldest son, he will inherit everything in the country, but Yuan Yi was sent to the temple when he grew up because he was born late and had a strange pattern on his face. What, such a ridiculous reason is really unacceptable.

If he has a better future, it would be great.

"Yes, I plan to tell the Patriarch about this soon." Shi Lu said, "After Yan Sheng becomes the Patriarch, we will come back to see you."

"Yeah." Ji Guoyan Sheng nodded and paused.

That's right, after Yuanyi is taken away by my husband, I will inherit the family business.

When the time comes, will Yuanyi be alone with Mr....

Thinking of this, he felt dissatisfied with being left behind and a little jealous.

"The rain has stopped. Well, I'll leave first." Shi Li waved at him. As a swordsmanship teacher who has not pledged allegiance to the successor of the country, he cannot stay here, so he will return to his home after dark. houses.

"Hi!" Yan Sheng followed the etiquette strictly, answered loudly and bowed to him.

"See you tomorrow."

With his back to the setting sun, Shi Li stood at the door and turned his head to say goodbye to him. At this moment, the vampire's superhuman charm was perfectly displayed. The light hit him, and a long shadow was cast out. Blood-red pupils and a gentle smile The carelessness, as well as the pale wrist exposed from the cuff, were all reflected in Yan Sheng's eyes without reservation.

The beautiful scenery after the rain in the yard became a foil, and the voice of farewell came from the ear, but it seemed to come from a far away place.

Ji Guoyan Sheng's face turned red all of a sudden, he immediately turned around, strode away as if trying to cover up something.

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"Pululululu——" A snow-white cat jumped into the dry area under the eaves, shaking its fur, and a large number of raindrops splashed out, bringing dark spots to the ground.

However, its hair dries quickly.

Madara watched this scene thoughtfully, and then looked down at her wet hair from catching sparrows.

Do you want to shake it?

But seeing Shiru who was getting closer and closer to him, Madara still gave up this idea, what kind of hair flicking, wouldn't it be good to rub it on the cloak and kimono.

Shi Lu looked helplessly at the rushing towards him, it was obviously Madara with malicious intentions, he took out a towel from the seal scroll in advance, and wrapped it around the fat cat who rushed towards him.

"Are you going to use me to wipe the rainwater? Today's supper is gone."

Madara's body stiffened for a moment, and then she pretended to be nonchalant, "What are you talking about, Madara-sama is not that kind of person."

"Really." Shi Li hugged him and walked towards the house he bought more than ten years ago, "Unfortunately, even if Madara didn't have this idea, I don't want to make supper today."

"What!!! Idiot Sivis, are you abusing me?" Madara stared at him with wide eyes, accusing loudly with new words learned from humans, paws began to rub mud on his kimono, "No Delicious, Mr. Madara will run away from home!"

The shortest way to go back is through a forest. Ordinary people will naturally not make such a choice, but Shiru and Madara obviously don't care. Walking at night is a basic operation for vampires and monsters.

Something seemed to pass by quickly on the tree, causing the leaves to rustle.

A stench of stench wafted through the forest.

"...Is it that kind of thing?" Madara said in a low voice, jumped off and stood on the dead leaves, and the demon power began to poke forward.

"En." Shi Lu responded, and pulled out the knife at his waist that was covered by the cloak, and the snow-white blade drew a ray of light in the night.

This time it is not a wooden sword for teaching, it is a sun wheel sword specially made for him by the monsters. In terms of quality, it is not inferior to the ninja tool used in Senjujuma.

"I didn't expect that some people would like the flesh and blood of vampires." Shi Li put the sun wheel knife across his chest, and took a step back with the other foot, "Come on, the knife has become much blunter recently."

The ghost on the tree seemed unable to bear such a provocation. When he jumped down, he stretched out his hand and rushed towards Shilu. He may have been hungry for a few days, and he had already lost most of his sanity, unable to recognize the strength of the person in front of him. Even the intuitive fear was ignored by him.

But with his strength, even if Yan Sheng is here, he can easily defeat him.

As soon as Shi Lu drew his sword, he withdrew it again.

The ghost's head rolled to the side, and his body gradually turned into ashes and floated in the air. At the last moment of life, at the moment of death, his expression became peaceful, perhaps thinking of some important person.

"Ah, your knife skills are really gentle." He said softly, without the horrible desire and greed before, tears rolled down into the soil, "Although it hurts when your neck is cut off, but It's so gentle."

It was like when my mother led me through the ridge of the wheat field on a summer night.

But it's a pity that what I can't forgive myself is that I am so sad that I can't breathe because my mother was...

"Please be sure to kill him, kill Onimai Tsuji Mumi."

The oni who is about to disappear doesn't care about the curse that can't be named by Oni Mai Tsuji, but his eyes are full of vengeful flames and uncontrollable pain, "I will pray for you, even if I go to hell, I will do this for you people pray."

"Save everyone, save everyone who is hurt."

Madara heard him call out that name, and wanted to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Shiru.

"I will do my best." Shi Li promised, he looked into the ghost's eyes with a gentle expression, but his tone was cold, "Wu Mi, you must be watching."

This kind of look is for the repenting ghost, and the words are so cold that Wu Mi can hear them. The two different emotions are intertwined, but it doesn't seem strange.

"Don't try again, I won't forgive you, if we meet again, we will only die forever."

"There is no need to conclude what happened a hundred years ago. What you did after that is true."

"I will keep searching for your whereabouts, but this is not the agreed future."

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Infinite City.

The space was intertwined, and the sound of music echoed faintly. Naruto was playing the shamisen. She emptied her mind and didn't dare to have any thoughts, for fear of being punished by Wu Mi.

However, the man in the dark black kimono suddenly overturned the table, and the blood-red pupils formed a straight line. It seemed that all the dark emotions that human beings could think of were rolling in it. nod.

"Sivis, Sivis, Sivis..." Wuyou kept repeating the name nervously.

"The future? There is a future!"

"Even if you hate, hate me, it's even better if you hate me!"

His words became illogical and staccato.

"Isn't this also emotion? Isn't this also the future!"

"Turn more people into ghosts, and they will eat more people. Go find the blue Bianhua, and I will definitely be able to stand in the sun again. At that time..."

"Whether it's hundreds of years or thousands of years, as long as you keep looking at me and paying attention to me, this is also what I thought at the beginning, and this is no different from my wish..."

"It makes no difference."

The author has something to say: At this time, Wu Mi should not have Naruto, so everyone can just treat it as a private setting.