"Blue Bianhua...?" A Xiang heard the term for the first time, scratched her hair as if she had never heard of it before, "I have only seen red Bianhua, are they the same flower?"

I don't know where I heard the knowledge or the experience I have practiced. The little girl said it clearly and logically: "And is it possible that it will change color, just like morning glory will change color when put in saponin water!"

After listening to these zeros, I almost didn't break the pen I was holding in my hand.

If this is the case, it really doesn't make sense to go all over the world to find this way with only one name, hey? !

"And Mr. Samurai here are all medicinal materials, right?"

The processed medicinal materials always have a smell that children hate, Ah Xiang pinched her nose and fanned in disgust, "Even if it can be used as medicine and Mr. Samurai is looking for it for medicine, why don't you just go to the flower place to find it?" Fresh?"

She was really confused: "Obviously this name doesn't sound like a medicinal material, but is it some kind of flower?"

The eyes slowly moved from Ah Xiang's very curious eyes to the homework she put aside, and Ling glanced at a certain piece of paper, and took the time to draw two circles for her: "This calculation is wrong. "

"Eh?"

Seeing that Axiang's attention was drawn away by the homework, and he frantically fiddled with the beads again, he sighed.

Reasonable, very reasonable guesses and proposals.

Although he didn't pay attention to giving so many details, even the little girl who was so keenly aware that the blue Bana flower was used in the prescription was too clever.

The way of flowers is estimated to be grasped by Guiwu Tsuji Wumi with both hands. In short, as long as he can touch the relevant things above, he will not give up those clues and randomly select a lucky subordinate to send over to investigate the situation.

Even if he was lucky or not, he didn't dare to ask, didn't he see that most of the ghosts who came back empty-handed disappeared without a trace.

His thoughts turned around like this, and he looked at the medicinal materials in the room, and he was no longer in the mood to continue reading. He simply picked up the stack of homework that had been completely dried up and tidied it up for the little girl in front of him, and read it page by page. .

Ah Xiang bit her pen and muttered: "Sir, I will correct you tomorrow..."

"Well, just take a look."

The little girl has caught up with a good age when most people can read and write. Her immature brushstrokes are beautiful for the first time, but there are not so many Chinese characters whose meanings are quite unfamiliar and confusing here... Eh?

Wait a minute, if you want to talk about the characters in the Heian period, they admire the culture of the Tang Dynasty. Everyone uses noble Chinese characters in official documents, but how can he understand those fake characters and real characters so thoroughly at a glance? !

Never turning back to think about this question, Zero's expression gradually became vivid.

Too bad, although it seems unlikely that he would make a mistake in his own nationality based on experience presumption, but there seems to be a small problem of billions of points in the experience he can't remember.

It’s very touching to wake up like a dream, but the feeling of not being able to remember is really bad, isn’t it?

It seems that he has gradually relaxed his vigilance in getting along with each other these days, and it seems that he should have a relaxed attitude. On the morning after Zero and Axiang had just chatted about the blue Bianhua, Guiwu Tsuji found him something to do.

"The note shows their current location, take these and distribute them to them."

Six slender bamboo tubes were placed on the table, and Wu Mi tapped the table with his fingers. It seemed that this was just a trivial matter under his careless movements: "I can't do it? Then I can call any ghost."

"Not really." Ling picked up a bamboo tube and looked at it, and couldn't help but want to ask, "Why did you suddenly think of giving them blood?"

Running errands to deliver blood to six of his colleagues is a minor problem, but he doesn't remember anything happening recently...

And only play with the upper string without the lower string, as expected, the lower string is a tool ghost stone hammer.

Tears.

Never daring anyone to ask him the reason for doing something, Wu Mi was silent for a while as an answer: "This is a reward for them for nearly a hundred years."

He didn't hear the blunt things in the words, and Zero just felt that the benefits were really not good.

May I ask who has seen the benefits of 100-year settlement?

He saw it today, holding the note and going out to prepare the horses. Although such unannounced work interrupted his progress in preparing to search for the blue Bana flower from the relevant flower records, Zero did not refuse. up.

Cough, maybe Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan looked for the blue Bianhua, he wanted all of them regardless of their characteristics, and he had been walking around in the medicine shop before, but he was taught a good lesson by the little girl.

——But how can older adults admit that their thinking is limited? The little girl should just obediently do her homework at home.

Speaking of this kind of errand work, I don’t mind running errands. Looking at the fishing boats passing slowly by the river and the colors of the leaves changing with the seasons, the maple leaves with a little red in the green fall under the horse’s hooves, completely printed on the In this piece of mud.

It seems that many things have returned to the original track, and the old days are not a dream that will never come back.

Oni Wu Tsuji, who was allowed to play freely, still set a return date for him. If he wanted to visit all six colleagues within a few days, he had to plan a little route.

It was the first time he had met Shangsansi, Shangxiansan was an old man, and his appearance looked very terrifying like the Prajna mask worn by performers in performances that were commonly seen in Edo Castle.

It's just that he was a little timid, and after hearing that he was ordered by Wu Mi to deliver blood, he tremblingly cried and thanked Dade for a long time, so that Zero and him couldn't get a word together.

As for the first string four and the first string five, they both look more like the ghosts recorded in the standard legends and strange tales. It may be that Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou greeted them in advance, and I didn’t find it strange that Yu Ling came to the door suddenly. , the attitude can be said to be quite friendly.

It’s just that after visiting these three ghosts, when Zero saw Yiwozuo who hadn’t traveled far in the past two months, the doubts in his heart made him ask such a question: “Obviously you can use mimicry, why do those people who see it Doesn't it look like you don't want to be human?"

"Huh?" Yi Wozuo thought for a while after putting away the bamboo tube, and he hesitated when asked, "Maybe it's a personal hobby...?"

Would it be a personal preference for a situation that doesn't look like a good person at first glance and hasn't been described in the appearance?

And soon Yiwozuo put this question behind him, he never had any interest in the weaker guy than him: "I didn't fully enjoy the last time, this time we have to have a good discussion?"

Seeing Yiwozuo's posture of pulling away in place, it was difficult for Zero to say no.

Ling, who learned from him to respect his opponent, gave Yiwozuo a big gift package of Sun and Moon Hu.

"So that's pretty much it."

The courtyard located in the middle of the mountain is full of bamboo shadows, and the decoration is simple as if no one lives there.

After blowing on the hot tea in his hand, Ling, who was sitting under the eaves facing Heishimu, was moved and took a sip after talking about the experience.

I can't tell what kind of tea it is, but it is probably some kind of expensive tea. Sure enough, Yan Sheng is the most normal one in this gang - it is really touching that he can be treated as a human being.

Eh?Why did he use the word gang?

"In the beginning, Master Wuyou... didn't like to see us...there are more... things that belong to humans." Hei Si Mou still didn't use mimicry, and the six eyes made it hard for Zero not to think of the demon gods he had seen before. Duobaowan.

Even so, he still straightened his back, and the shadow of the past that can be seen everywhere on his body has never left: "Later...human beings increased...we need...to deal with more people and investigate...the clues of the blue Bana flower..."

"It makes sense." Thinking of the Warring States Period and the population density in comparison between earlier times and the present, Zero nodded to express his agreement with this point of view.

"Don't mention these things." Heishimu held the bamboo tube, and did not drink it in front of him like the other Shangxian, "Is there any other important things to come here this time...?"

"Well, it seems that there is no..."

Hearing this, Ling was a little uncertain about Yan Sheng's meaning, and the taste of the smooth and delicious tea became flat.

In the past few days, he has been troubled by the sudden surge of past events. He already felt sorry for Yan Sheng, and then he was asked by these words that seemed to distance him——

Ling shook his head, desperately trying to find something to ease the awkward atmosphere, but nothing seemed appropriate.

And Hei Si Mou didn't seem to notice that he was sluggish because of these thoughts. One of the three pairs of eyes moved slightly, and he asked inadvertently: "You... how did you remember... wearing earphones?" ornaments?"

The pearls hidden under the black hair can still lie in the hair and hide the luster a little, but when illuminated by the moonlight, the bright silver ring is so clear that it cannot be hidden.

Although Hei Si Mou seemed to be trying his best to alleviate the strange atmosphere of Yi Er, Ling, who heard this question, just paused, his hands trembling slightly, feeling that he still missed the previous silence.

He tried his best to avoid the important ones: "...does it look good?"

"Hmm...it fits well..."

"Sent by Mr. Wu Mi."

Hei Si Mou: "..."

For the first time, he hated how he had somehow been forced to slow down his speech after becoming a ghost.

"By the way." Rubbing his forehead, being interrupted by such an interruption, Ling finally remembered something he wanted to ask when he met Yan Sheng, "Yan Sheng, you know... Teacher Yuanyi's earrings, Does it mean anything to him?"

"... Meaning?" Although still harboring the unfathomable and endless strong emotions for this name, Hei Si Mou, who would inevitably bring back memories of the past when he saw Zero, did not show much excitement.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, but said lightly: "It was left to him by his mother...to make it... If you want to talk about the meaning...it's probably a relic..."

Relic, uh, forget it then.

Hei Si Mou looked at him as if he had given up on a certain idea, so he couldn't help asking: "You suddenly mentioned this...why...?"

Ling rubbed his chin and couldn't hide his regret: "I have pierced my ears, I just want to collect a few more pairs of different styles, and occasionally change them."

How boring it is to live a peaceful and boring life.

He was just passing by...to have some fun for his young master.

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