Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

When the drums sounded, Cherry in the Chanyuan immediately restrained all scattered thoughts, her eyes were condensed, and the bells of the gods rang, and a dance to worship the gods flowed out.

Gradually, the crowd under the high stage became more and more dense, and the swarming heads cast a large shadow. Some people stretched their necks in an attempt to get over the towering crowd, to see clearly the graceful dancing girl, at least let the Surprise stays in the bottom of the eyes for a second.

The three of Ayin did not have this trouble, they had already occupied the best viewing seats.Gosanya is worthy of being Gosanya, it’s a lot of attention to watch a Kagura dance.

Perhaps because he was too engrossed in admiring the beautiful young lady, Ayin didn't notice the absent-mindedness of the two behind him, and the whispers that were carried into the wind also slipped away from his ears, and were not caught by the eardrums.

Gojo Wu suddenly raised his head and glanced at Zenyuan Ying, his brows were slightly frowned, "Your Excellency Zenyuan, I have a question."

"Say." Zen Yuanhui even looked at him.

Gojo Satoru didn't care about his indifferent attitude, "The current Yusanjia, girls of the right age who are qualified to dance Kagura dance, how many people are there besides Zenyuan Sakura?"

It is an unwritten rule in the magic world that every school-age girl can only dance Kagura dance once in three years. It is said that this is to ensure the purity and stability of the magic power of these girls.

"..." Why did you suddenly ask this?

Zenyuan Hui glanced at the other party suspiciously, and did not avoid the question: "I don't know about other families, but the Zenyuan family,? There is only Zenyuan Ying."

"You know, there are few women in the magic world, and girls from the clan... are even rarer."

"That's it."

After a quick reply, Gojo Satoru fell silent.

He was obviously thinking about something, of course Zenyuan Hui couldn't let him go willingly, especially when the other party opened up the conversation.

Chanyuan Hui asked straightforwardly: "What do you want to do by asking this?"

"Don't make it sound like I'm going to make trouble, Your Excellency Zenyuan." Gojo Satoru drooped his shoulders helplessly, "At least they are colleagues, how about a little more trust between each other? I'm thinking about serious business."

"I heard from A Yin that Your Excellency of the Chanyuan already knows that we are going to travel together to find holy objects."

Seeing Zenyuan Hui nodded, Gojo Satoru was not a riddler, and added: "The time has been drawn up. After the New Year's ceremony, Ayin and I will start our journey."

As soon as these words came out, Zen Yuanhui's eyes froze, as if subconsciously, some kind of sharp medium was about to break out of the ground.

But in the next second, he slowly closed his eyes, and the sharp corners that were as cold as ice melted, forming a calm lake.

And if you take a closer look, there is an inconspicuous sense of helplessness in the usual plain eyes.

As if accepting fate, Zen Yuanhui sighed and said, "Is it so fast?"

It was so fast that he was not mentally prepared, so fast that he didn't even have time to serve the farewell banquet.

This is the first time that the little girl has left him so far, how can he not be worried?

"I thought it would be at least until the clan competition of the Chanyuan family was over."

Zenyuan Jinyi was taught by A Yin. If she wants to travel so quickly, there is a high probability that she will never see Jinyi's game. I have to say it is a pity.

At that time, I don't know how the Zen Academy will make trouble.

Gojo Satoru gave a perfunctory laugh twice: "Haha, life is unsatisfactory nine out of ten times... how can there be so many things that have the best of both worlds. There are too many variables in this trip, and the return date is uncertain. Even for me, it will take a year to conservatively estimate .The big competition in your clan will be at the end of this spring, right? It must not be able to catch up."

"You haven't answered my question yet." Chanyuan Hui directly skipped this heart-wrenching topic, and turned the crooked building back, "What does your setting out to find the sacred object have to do with the school-age girls dancing Kagura dance?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, Zen Yuanhui couldn't help opening his eyes wide: "You, could it be..."

"The consecration ceremony." Wutiao Wutiao said concisely, and he turned his attention back to the girl in the Buddhist temple who was immersed in the dance, "Your Excellency of the Buddhist temple also knows that the holy object has been lost since the Heianjing period, even if it has great power , In the 1000 years of precipitation, I don’t know what it will be like after being polluted by ghosts and ghosts. Therefore, after retrieving the sacred object, in order to 'drive away evil spirits and revive the old spirit', a consecration ceremony must be held."

"Among them, the 'Kagura Dance' that presents the purest mantra power will be the core of the ceremony. That's why I asked Yusanjia how many people are still qualified for this position."

Zen Yuanhui shook his head and said, "It's not so easy to find. Even if we pick out all the girls from the clan, some of them may not be able to afford the consecration ceremony of the sacred object. The Kagura dance is different from this one. "

"The girl who presents the Kagura dance needs to have absolutely pure mantra power, a mantra power that is huge enough to be squandered, and a continuous and stable mantra power output, so that she can barely afford to absorb the holy things." Chanyuan Hui's voice was a little weak, "The first two conditions can screen out more than half of the people."

Is it true that the Chinese cabbage on the roadside is so easy to pick up?

"Well……"

Their conversation ended without a problem. Following Zenyuan Sakura's last tap of her feet, the graceful dance was frozen at the moment when the curtain ended, and the sacred bell in her hand shook slightly, and the ethereal and crisp sound gradually disappeared in the wind.

The end of the dance marks the end of the New Year festival.

A Yin was still in the mood, she turned around, with the brightest smile on her face, "Your Excellency Wutiao, the Buddhist monastery... Huh? What are you looking at?"

At this time, she noticed that the aura of the two people in front of her was incompatible with everyone, as if everyone else was intoxicated by this gorgeous dance, only the two of them stood soberly by the side, calm and relaxed, free from the world .

Women's intuition is keen, but no matter how much Ayin doubts, she can only give up when Wujo Wu and Chanyuan Hui never mentioned the previous conversation, and let the slightest doubt pass in the lake of mind. Leave a faint ripple.

"Ayin, let's go."

A Yin tilted his head, "Okay."

.........

On the second day, Ayin was overwhelmed by the news brought by Wutiao's family who came to visit unexpectedly.

"What, I'm leaving? So soon?"

Ayin couldn't help confirming again and again, but the cautious messenger still replied: "Yes, the Patriarch sent me to remind you. The next morning is the time to set off, please make preparations as soon as possible, Miss Ayin."

Until sending away the envoy from the Wutiao family, A Yin was still a little bit overwhelmed.

No, it's not that she doesn't want to, after all, she promised.

She just didn't expect this time to come so early, looking for the sacred object... According to the descriptions of His Excellency Gojo and the Monastery of the Chanyuan, Ayin can draw the conclusion that "this will be a long journey" after a little association.

If she has to leave for such a long time, she'll be fine. Your Excellency Wu Tiao doesn't have to deal with family affairs. Have you arranged the follow-up work?

As far as she knew, the Patriarch was a very busy person, Wutiao Wu's attitude of having nothing to do with himself and being ready to leave at any time really shocked Ah Yin.

The departure time was early in the morning the next day, and Gojo Satoru specially informed her to meet up on the street where they met before.

It was a bit hasty, but luckily Ah Yin is usually an idler and doesn't have much to do.

Ayin didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately set off to find Shinichi of the Zen Academy, and told him about it.

At that time, Zenyuan Jinyi was still in the training ground, and it was three poles in the sun. Big drops of sweat fell from his forehead, his chest heaved and heaved, and his rapid breathing showed the intensity of the young man's training.

He has been pushing himself to death, regardless of whether it will bring a load to his body.It wasn't until Ayin took over his supervisory work recently that Zenyuan Jinyi restrained himself a little.

Seeing A Yin's figure appearing outside the venue, the black-haired boy's eyes lit up imperceptibly, but he turned his head immediately, pretending to be calm and saying hello: "You're here."

"Yeah." Ayin stepped forward, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from Zenyuan Jinyi's forehead.

She handed over another bamboo tube filled with water, "Let's take a rest."

Zenyuan took it over, but did not rush to add water.

The young man looks rough on the surface, and those who know him know that he has a different mind than ordinary people, and his status is low. People who have struggled to survive since childhood tend to be more observant, and Ayin is a master who has all his thoughts written on his face.

Zen Yuan simply put the bamboo tube aside and put on an attitude of listening attentively: "What do you want to say to me?"

After hearing Ayin's reason for coming, Shinichi Chanin's expression became ugly.

"Are you leaving?" The boy yanked her arm tightly, staring at her like an unbelievable question, "Aren't you coming back during the big competition in the clan? Didn't you say yes, you have to see watch me beat everyone who ever mocked me..."

Questioning voices, as if a victim of physical and mental deception met the Queen of the Sea who had no feelings.

"It's not that you won't come back..." The voice was weak, and Ayin was guilty and innocent, "I believe that even if I'm not there, you can show [-]% of your strength. And there is the Lord Zenyuan watching, and he will tell me the result .You can also think of him as my second pair of eyes."

Hearing this, Zenyuan Jinichi's facial expression distorted for a second, his eyes were fixed on her face, he could see guilty conscience, he could see troubles, but he didn't see any wavering.

He knew that his persuasion was useless, so he let go of his hand in a self-defeating way. In a flash, most of his interest in training disappeared: "Does that guy know that you are leaving?"

Even the Chanyuan rarely addresses the head of the family, and once he refers to "that person" or "that guy", it basically refers to a person.

Ayin nodded: "He was the first to know."

"...He didn't come to see you off either?" The black-haired boy still couldn't help complaining.

"Your Excellency Zenyuan is very busy, and it is understandable that you can't make time." Ayin said with a bit of amused.

This child really has a long-standing grudge against Your Excellency the Chanyuan.

"Oh."

The Zen courtyard poured more than half of the water, and finally he wiped the water stains on the corners of his mouth, walked back to the training ground without looking back, and waved to A Yin.

"Then I won't send it off, you go slowly."

The figure paused slightly, followed by a nonchalant sentence from the young man.

"I'll beat everyone upright and take back what's rightfully mine. Just watch."

Hearing these words, Ah Yin finally felt relieved.

With relief, a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Ah."

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