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

Zenyuan Sakura has a reserved temper. Her home still has strict access control. A Yin bid farewell to the little girl, watching her limping but still trying to speed up her back, her brows were stained with worry.

This child,? It's a bit difficult.

Ayin is leaving soon,? She can't interfere too much,? But it doesn't matter, she has a strong foreign aid.

When he found Zenyuan Hui and said goodbye to him, A Yin seemed to have brought up this matter unintentionally.

"You said, Zen Garden Sakura?"

Zenyuan Hui's expression was a little surprised, obviously did not expect to hear a name other than Zenyuan Jinyi from A Yin's mouth.

"Yeah." A Yin grabbed the corner of his loose cuff and gently tugged it twice, "Xiao Ying told me,? The situation in her house is a bit bad..."

Ayin briefly repeated Chanyuan Sakura's words.

Seeing that the expression of the black-haired young man gradually became dignified, she nodded and said, "I see. I will handle it properly."

"It was my negligence. I didn't have much contact with that child, so I let the elders do this kind of thing under my nose." Zen Yuanhui suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled, "Shen Guang, thanks to their thinking." Come out." The tone was full of mockery.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if Chanyuan Sakura really summoned the divine light, so what?Do they think,? Can they shake their own position by this?

Sure enough, people are old and their heads are confused.

Ayin's brows relaxed, she stared at the black-haired young man, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Maybe she didn't even notice that the degree of her dependence and trust in Chanyuan Hui has far exceeded the boundaries that ordinary friends should have.

She let go of her hand, smoothed out the wrinkled sleeves in embarrassment, and revealed the matter of Chanyuan Sakura to Chanyuan Hui, and A Yin could be regarded as letting go of a worry.

As soon as she kept silent, Zen Yuanhui was not talkative, so she also fell silent.

Only the footsteps of the two of them strolling in the garden, rustling with the leaves, covered with moonlight.

In the light silver light like tulle, it is quiet and peaceful, and in the soil where it lives, there seems to be some kind of emotion quietly brewing.

At that time, the trees were lush and lush, and the moon was hanging high, illuminating the courtyard.

The silver moon in the sky happened to be complete, and it was supposed to be the moment of reunion, but it happened to usher in separation.

Just now, when Ayin was telling about the cherry blossoms in the Zen Garden, he spoke in a word.And once it was her turn, she suddenly seemed to be choked by something in her throat, full of thoughts, let her tangle and fight, and swallowed again when she reached her mouth, unable to utter a word.

It's a bit strange.

she thought.

This was nothing more than an ordinary outing, at best a trip at public expense.

In modern times, how normal is this.Could it be that the transportation was inconvenient in the era 100 years ago, so it was more emotional when parting?

She wanted to say goodbye to him, to let him feel relieved, to let go of his worries, and to concentrate on family affairs.

But looking at the back of Zen Yuanhui walking in front, Ayin's lips murmured several times, and finally let out a breathy sound, and he shriveled in the air again in the blink of an eye.

Maybe it's because the moonlight is too bright tonight, and he wants to hide under the shade of the trees.

On one side is the silver yarn Youhuating, and on the other side is the shadow of a dark figure.

Like a sharp dividing line, it draws the black and white of the world.

And he is always the side of the "shadow".

A Yin took in all his eyes, feeling very uncomfortable.

She actually saw a sense of loneliness for no reason from the shadowy figure.

This made it rare for her to think carefully about her words and sentences, picking and choosing among the manuscripts she had typed several times, lest a few words might hurt him.

"Your Excellency Zenyuan..."

After thinking for a long time, she could only hold back a dry sentence: "I will come back as soon as possible."

The night wind is gentle, kissing the clouds on the sideburns.

The man's clear and low smile melted away in the night wind, his chest trembled slightly, and a smile crept up his eyebrows.

The man turned his head back, his eyes were full of tenderness, like a spring that drowned her, sweet and clear, intoxicating.

He saw her embarrassment, this young man with a more delicate mind than anyone else showed his thoughtfulness once again.

He didn't ask any more questions, just nodded slightly.

Said: "Okay, then I'll stay here and wait for Ah Yin to come back."

——Don't worry, don't worry about me.

Ayin heard the meaning behind his words.

— No matter how long it takes, I'm willing to wait.

Ayin ran forward in three steps and two steps, and couldn't help it anymore, she burst into a big smile, and threw herself into the Zen Yuan Huiman's arms.

"Ok!"

Look, what wonderful people she met in this world.

.........

Frost formed on his shoulders, blending with the whiteness flowing into his neck.

Qingshiban Street, carved wooden arch bridge, white hair better than snow, and elegant robes.

The snow covered in a blanket cuts off the noise and brings a sense of tranquility.

Ayin stood far away, and saw the only young man on the arch bridge at a glance.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

When His Excellency Wujo stood still and did not make a sound, it was as beautiful as walking from a painting.

It's a pity, what a wonderful person, why did he grow a mouth.

The white-haired young man seemed to have sensed it. When he raised his eyes and caught a familiar figure, a smile spread across his eyes like ripples.

"Ayin-"

The voice was jumping like Erha who hadn't come out for a long time, Ayin sighed imperceptibly, and rubbed his temples with his index finger knuckles to relieve the sudden pain in his brain.

Although she was helpless, she stepped forward without hesitation, determined his direction, and finally turned into a trot, drenched in frost and snow, and had no time to open the umbrella.

"I'm coming!"

The white-haired young man who had no sense of distance hugged her. Relying on the obvious height difference, he put his hands under her armpits, lifted her up under A Yin's bewildered eyes, and turned around on the spot by the way. lock up.

He weighed it and said seriously, "A Yin is getting fat."

"...a ghost." Ayin fluttered her arms furiously, "Put it down! The ghost's weight won't change, no!"

"Hey, I almost forgot." Gojo Satoru stroked his chin, "I thought it was because Your Excellency Zenyuan didn't take good care of her, but it's a pity. I still want to see Ayin who is as round as a dumpling—"

"It doesn't exist, such a Yin does not exist." She decisively interrupted someone's daydream.

Gojo Satoru chuckled lightly.

"Okay, then don't delay, let's go early."

Ayin stuffed the umbrella into Choubao's mouth, and said casually, "Okay."

Patriarch Wutiao's banknote ability opened the way ahead, and A Yin only needed to follow behind him.

At this time, the joy of being led by a big boss is reflected.

At the same time, A Yin also deeply realized that when there is no Zenyuan Hui as a restraint, Gojo Wu can let himself go and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun!

"Your Excellency Wujo—!!"

A Yin's screams of collapse were drowned in the pouring rain, the raindrops slammed on the ground, and the white noise swallowed up all the sounds. A Yin had to shout at the top of his voice to vaguely catch his own voice in the air.

She herself is like this, let alone Wujo Wu, who is hundreds of meters away from her.

She lowered the umbrella surface and let the raindrops hit the umbrella ribs fiercely, throwing a swirl of water as the umbrella turned.

But even though she firmly gripped the umbrella handle and shrunk herself inside as much as possible, the hem of her clothes was still mostly wet by the rain, and when she rolled it up and twisted it, a huge amount of water came out (?).

Knowing that the thunderstorm outside was so ferocious, Ah Yin would ask Zen Yuanhui to give her an umbrella to add a few more layers of enchantment.The effect of sunshade is not great anymore, it is still possible to block the wind and rain.

Look at the certain five that ran far away, playing the no-lower-limit as a reflection of the uncle, pacing leisurely in the torrential rain, the raindrops did not touch him, compared with Ayin's embarrassment caught by the rain, a certain The man's clothes are dry and his expression is leisurely.

He even teased A Yin viciously.

"It's so slow, Ayin, I won't wait for you."

The young man who had already stood on the top of the mountain covered his mouth with his hands, made a trumpet shape, and lazily called out to A Yin.

One is on the top of the mountain, the other is on the mountain road, one up and one down, looking at each other.

This situation is so suitable for folk songs.

However, Ah Yin was full of shit, she struggled to get her feet out of a quagmire, and she didn't dare to speak aloud, lest the cold wind and rain would pour into her mouth.

"In the end, why!"

A Yin's heart is broken: "Didn't you say the sacred objects of the Yusan family? Even if they are not enshrined in the temple, at least there must be some face-to-face..."

"What the hell is this barren mountain and wild place!"

"This is the place marked on the map, and I don't want to come." Gojo Satoru said with a smile.

It was said to be a mark on the map, but it circled a large area. The two compared it and found that the range of the mark circle covered the entire mountainous area.

Japan is an island country with a small area, but there are many mountainous areas.

To say that it is inaccessible is an understatement.

The village where Ayin first met Wujo Wu and Zenyuanhui was a bit popular, and you could see the smoke from the sky... Eh, wait a minute.

Ayin was stunned for a while by her own stupidity.

The mountain road is so difficult to climb, why doesn't she use her own manned spaceflight spell?

These days, she got used to the company of Choubao, and Choubao was firmly seated in the palace. Ayin's love became deeper and deeper. Slowly, she began to favor Choubao alone, forgetting the principle of equal exposure to rain and dew.

Counting the time, how long has she left Xiaobao in the cold?

A Yin fell into inexplicable reflection.

"Ok?"

Wujo Wu turned around, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the curse spirit flying up from the bottom of the mountain. Compared with the ones he had seen before, he seemed fatter?

... This child, A Yin, is not fat himself, but he has gained a lot of weight from feeding his own curse spirit.

Ayin finally remembered that she still had a little treasure to take her to fly. After crossing the mountain, Ayin didn't even look at Wutiao Wu, as if deliberately retaliating against him, she went straight past him and ordered Xiaobao to fly towards him without looking back. Fly forward.

Wujo Gojo watched her fly leisurely, and after A Yin flew a certain distance, he prolonged the ending and shouted: "A Yin, the direction is wrong——"

"It's this way, this way!"

Ayin: "..."

You didn't say it sooner!

You can't expect a strong sense of direction from the former house girl. It was rare for Ah Yin to go out before, and getting lost was even more common.

In this misty, mountainous landscape, it's easier to get lost.

Then I saw a small black spot in the air pause, then circle slowly, and fly back to the original path.

The first thing after flying back, A Yin jumped up and hit Gojo Satoru on the head.

"Stop teasing me, Your Excellency Gojo!"

The author has something to say: This is the beginning of the five chapters.

First of all, let us congratulate Gojo contestants for finally entering the arena!