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

When the members of the Chanyuan family arrived as scheduled, Ah Yin's curse had shifted from eroding the curse power to her body organs, as if a greedy blood-sucking worm had been planted in her body, sucking the vitality she depended on all the time.

The Wutiao family offered a generous enough reward, and asked the Zenyuan family who is best at sealing techniques to help suppress Ayin's curse. It's hard to see things.

Her vision is being taken away.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ayin turned her head in a daze. Even though she tried her best to squint her eyes, she could only catch a dark shadow moving towards her in her field of vision.

"Excuse me, are you...?"

The elder with a solemn face interrupted her words: "Curse, isn't it? Wait for me to observe."

He is tentatively regarded as the most authoritative elder of the Chanyuan family.

At the moment when the head of the family disappeared and the son-in-law had not yet grown up, his appearance represented the attitude of the family of the Chanyuan.

Zen Yuanyan was surprised when he heard that the Wutiao family would ask them to seal the curse at all costs.

He had never heard of the Wutiao family having such a favored daughter before.

He understands the personality of the Wutiao Patriarch. Even if it is a child, he will never do a loss-making business.

So, for the sake of "Wu Tiao Yin", a concubine who has not been back to the family for a long time, with mediocre talents and no obvious status, he is willing to be slaughtered once?

There must be something strange in this.

However,? That's not what the Zen Academy would care about.

"It's difficult." He told A Yin the result bluntly.

"This curse is very poisonous. I can't completely seal it. At best, it can only slow down its erosion and give you more time to survive."

"Is that so." There was a faint smile on Ayin's face, "The result is already very good, please excuse me."

Do not grieve for dashed hopes, nor regret for curses.

What appeared on the face of this girl who was only double ten was the plainness of seeing through life and death, her body was covered with scars of numerous illnesses, but her soul seemed to have flown to the sky, breaking away from the world of mortals, another kind of In a sense, it is above all living beings.

With such a mentality, even the most rigid Chanyuan words can't help but be moved.

In front of dying people, human beings with many bad roots will not be stingy to release that little bit of kindness.

"I will stay at the Chanyuan home for a week to help you stabilize the seal."

After all, this heavy topic about life suddenly changed, Chan Yuan Yan seemed to remember something, and said to A Yin: "I heard that you have a younger brother who is very doted on, he is the son of the six eyes, right?"

Suddenly, the household chores started.

A Yin's brain circuit did not keep up with him, and he was stunned for a while before replying: "Well, it's Wu."

"Ha, the six eyes who are called the Son of God..." Chan Yuan Yan's tone was half a smile.

If it weren't for A Yin's extreme decline in eyesight, she would have noticed that the middle-aged man's expression was extremely complicated, between admiration and disdain, with a subtle snort.

"Our family also has a child who has perfectly inherited the ancestral technique, who is about the same age as Gojo Gojo."

It's just that compared with the god son of the Wutiao family, Zenyuan Hui is really not well-known.

"I don't know which of these two people is better...?"

This is not just a contest between two children, but a competition between the Zenyuan family and the Wutiao family, the comparison of the strength of the ancestral techniques, this invisible tit-for-tat, as early as when the two children were born in the same year. started.

None of the families were willing to admit that their own ancestral techniques were inferior, so they desperately put pressure on their children. The direct result was that Gojo Satoru became more rebellious, and Chanyuan Hui became more silent.

"You mean...?" A Yin always felt that there was something in his words.

"Ah, don't take it to heart, just treat it as I am getting older and talking to myself more and more."

For a girl who is about to die, there is no need for her to worry about the secular world anymore, just let her stay in the world to preserve the pure white picture scroll, and she does not need to be stained with the dirty mud of political strife.

Zen Yuanyan is extraordinarily tolerant at this time, which is quite different from his usual harsh image.

Some unnecessary "gossip" was also suppressed in his heart.

He put himself in the position of an elder, and chatted with Ayin for a while, until the girl felt exhausted, closed her eyes and said that she needed to rest, then he backed out the door and bumped into a certain white-haired boy one is right.

Stared at by Gojo Wu's cold gaze, Chanyuanyan didn't panic at all, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Oh? Young Master Wujo still has time to visit his sister. It seems that your father's studies are not enough to enrich your life. ?”

After a lot of probing with strange yin and yang, Wujo Wu ignored it.

People in the Chanyuan family generally don't like him, and he has long been used to it.

"I'm just afraid that the elder of the Buddhist monastery will not keep the agreement and will not be able to control his mouth. In order to prevent my stupid sister from being deceived, I came to see if I was worried."

In a word, it's none of your business if I visit my sister?

Gojo Satoru's tone suddenly turned cold twice: "What did you tell her?"

"I'm just Lala, I chatted with your sister a few times, and I can't help but maliciously speculate on other people's behavior. Master Wutiao is so well-bred." Chan Yuanyan stabbed back lukewarmly.

He had no intention of getting entangled with Wujo Wu, and even suspected of bullying children, leaving behind a meaningful sentence of "childish desire to control", he brushed his sleeves and brushed past Wujo Wu.

Gojo Satoru stared at the man's leaving back expressionlessly, and snorted coldly.

There are many thoughts in the minds of the Buddhist monks.

He really couldn't figure it out, asked the elders of Dongchan Yuanyan to impose a seal, why did the other party bring an extra child?Even the owner of the ten shadow technique with great potential would be useless in this situation, right?

The intention was unknown, Wutiao Wu couldn't help being more wary of them.

It's a pity that Zenyuanyan is really a fine person, and he does everything without leaking. He has been observing for so long, but he hasn't found any flaws in this guy.

Gojo Satoru's movement of pushing the door stopped suddenly. He saw the figure of the girl resting heavily in the room, and then he took back his steps and closed the door again with light force.

Forget it...

As long as they don't cause trouble in the Wutiao family and don't endanger the family, they can do whatever they want.

There is no need to tell Ayin about these troubles.

Just let her rest.

It is rare for two groups of people with different positions to reach a consensus - on the consideration of A Yin.

.........

After waking up from sleep, Ayin felt refreshed for the first time in a long time.

Probably due to staying in this frail body for a long time, Ah Yin is very moved now that he can walk two steps freely.Sleep seemed to wash away all the ailments in her body, the heaviness oppressing her heart and lungs was much relieved, and she didn't need to work hard to breathe. Except that her hands and feet were still weak and her eyes were still blurred, the improvement in her physical condition almost made her think that the curse had passed.

——Of course, her reason is clear, this is impossible.

It was already dark when she woke up, and Ayin didn't want to disturb the resting maid. She got up alone, put on a thin feather, and walked to the corridor in the front yard to take a breath of fresh air.

She didn't dare to go too far. These eyes, which were equivalent to high myopia, made her move forward cautiously, and her perception sensitivity plummeted. She looked up at the silver moon hanging high, and tried her best to outline the Pattern of the moon.

"call……"

The coolness that entered the heart and spleen seemed to relieve the accumulated fatigue for many days, and the weak body also regained a little vitality. Ayin fumbled in his sleeve for a while, and pulled out a few flat pieces of paper.

These pieces of paper are dolls that A Yin once made. After the last bit of her magic power was eroded, the dolls were also made into prototypes, and the three-dimensional three-dimensional figure became a two-dimensional paper figure.

Although they are useless, Ayin does not intend to throw them away. At least she has witnessed her glorious history of skipping classes, so it should be remembered.

In this secluded night with no one around, she can only entertain herself with her paper figurine.

A Yin silently counted the number of pieces of paper in her heart, one, two, three, four...

Ok?

Ayin's hand paused, and he counted again.

There are only three.

This amount is not right.

She made a total of four dolls, and her technique has become more and more sophisticated. It can be said that the fourth piece of paper is the best finished product she has made, and the time distance is also close, maybe her magic power still remains on it.

It just got lost.

A Yin thought dejectedly, is it really too much to use the wide sleeves of a kimono to hold things...

"Are you looking for this?"

There was a sudden sound without warning.Ayin was so frightened that she was trembling all over, and subconsciously wanted to jump to the side, but she forgot the character set of her weak Liu Fufenglin sister, her calf suddenly became weak, unable to support her strength, and she was about to sprain her ankle.

"be careful."

The overturned body was supported by someone, Ayin couldn't see the face of the person who came, so he could only use a little moonlight to trace a small black shadow, and his voice was immature in line with his height.

However, the voice was tender, but the tone was unexpectedly calm.

"Sorry for the offense."

The man held her steady before explaining to her.

"I have no intention of inquiring into your privacy. I was attracted here by the sporadic spell power on this piece of paper. Is this your work?"

After Zen Yuanhui helped her up, she took two steps back politely, distanced herself from the girl.

He took out a piece of paper and flashed it in front of A Yin, but her eyes were still blank.

"Ah... sorry." A Yin couldn't recognize anyone, she smiled embarrassedly, "My eyes are almost blind, and I can't see many things clearly. Did you pick up my paper? Thank you very much. "

Zenyuan Hui was slightly stunned: "...Is that so. I'm sorry."

The two talked a few words, most of which were apologizing to each other.

The two were silent for a while, and Ayin took the lead in breaking the attack, bursting into laughter.

A Yin deduced the other party's age from the tone of his voice, and she was very tolerant to the child, moved aside and motioned for him to sit down.

"You can't sleep either? Come and chat with me."

Huixin of the Zen Academy should be happy.

"Are you interested in my scrap of paper?"

"That's right." Zenyuan Hui said softly, "The method seems simple, but the technique is exquisite after several simplifications, and more importantly..."

"The craftsmanship of this piece of paper is similar to that of 'Shikigami', so I was surprised."

Chanyuanhui turned her head and glanced at her, "There are people in the Wutiao family who are proficient in shikigami."

I'm afraid it's not the wrong tire.

Ayin's eyes drifted in embarrassment: "Ah, you misunderstood, this is not a technique I invented."

Really ashamed to take credit for the Lord of the Zen Academy, Ah Yin blushed slightly: "I am not so good, this is actually taught to me by a magician I respect very much. I only know how to use it, and I don't know the principle."

"Hmm..." Zen Yuanhui pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "In this case, did the magician who taught you forbid you to spread it to the outside world?"

Huh?

Ayin recalled it.

Your Excellency Zenyuan seems to let her make good use of the cardboard figurine, without mentioning anything else?

"No."

"Great." The boy's voice suddenly became brighter, "Then can you teach me?"

Zen Yuanhui stared at the fluffy paper figurine with a smile in his eyes: "I'm very interested."

The author has something to say: Maybe it's not that the two people's affection for A Yin came suddenly in the main story.

But Ah Yin had already captured the two of them 20 years ago?

It's just that because of forgetting, the favorability has been sealed (Tan Shou)