When Leihu was reincarnated as Shier's daughter

This is a sweet text message.

Whether it's Soki in Tokyo or Gojo Satoru in Kyoto, they all fell into subtle silence because of the associations in their minds.

Zao Ji tried to find an excuse for his father.

Unless it is a pervert who is pickled, the average curse master should choose to use underwear as a medium to curse.

Why do you have to?Because the Curse Master couldn't get Shire's father's blood hair.

In other words, her old father was awesome enough to leave no flaws, so that the curse master could only incarnate into a modern idiot panty maniac, and stole all her boxer panties to dry in one go.

...Thinking about it this way, I suddenly feel a lot better in my heart.

Zao Ji told Gojo Satoru her conjecture, and the other party replied her with a string of ellipses.

【Enlightenment:...】

[Enlightenment: Yes.It is well-founded and convincing, so let's take it for granted. 】

If their conjecture is true, wouldn't Shi'er's father be in danger?

Early Ji worried.

This is being targeted by the curse master. Dad's job is not safe, and there are many enemies in the family. It is not unexpected that someone will buy him to kill him.

At this time, it was Gojo Satoru who comforted her awkwardly, saying that he would help with the investigation, so don't worry.

Although the little friends around her are very competitive, but at critical moments one by one is reliable, Zao Ji trusts them very much.

[Zao Ji: Thank you, Wu. 】

【Enlightenment: Do you know how to thank me at this time?Hmph, I can't see your sincerity! 】

Zao Ji couldn't help laughing, and kept pressing keys with his fingers.

She knew that this meant Wujo Satoru was going to raise conditions.

【Zao Ji: Then how do you want me to repay you? 】

[Enlightenment: At the end of this year, at 31:[-] p.m. on December [-]st, the Heian Shrine in Kyoto will hold a New Year’s Eve fireworks festival. Are you coming? 】

[Early Ji:! ! !Festival? ! 】

Early Ji was so excited that he almost rolled off the mattress.

Gojo Satoru didn't intend to whet his appetite, so he quickly sent a few photos. The lighting is excellent, the background is gorgeous, the boys and girls in various kimonos are constantly coming and going, and the bright lights are connected to form a line. At first glance, it is from a highly skilled photographer. People are fascinated.

Kyoto is a thousand-year-old city. Compared with Tokyo, which rose later, Kyoto has preserved many ancient buildings. Walking on the bluestone roads and shuttling between the brick and tile eaves, there will be an illusion of a world away.

Even - the original capital was built in the style of Chang'an in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty.

This city contains a profound historical and cultural heritage. Some noble families are located in the ancient city. The streets, alleys, gardens, palaces, shrines and temples are dotted all over the place, and even the whole city is covered with dense classical culture. Including many traditional customs.

The ancient ceremonies were solemn and solemn, and the rules were solemn. However, with the changes of the times and the emergence of new trends, the ceremonies have gradually added a festive and entertaining color. They are no longer limited to the noble class, but include traders, workers, students and other people. , forming an atmosphere of joy for the whole people.

Due to family etiquette and some "social necessity", Gojo Satoru had to go to the festival.

But no one stipulated that he was not allowed to invite friends.

He thought for a while, and added: [Also call Jie, Nitro, Haiteng, and Qi Mu.I'll pick you up then. 】

This time, is he the "host"?

Of course Zaoji is good, good, rolling back and forth excitedly on the bed with the rabbit doll in his arms, and sent a direct message to his friends.

Except for Gojo Satoru, the rest of them all lived in Tokyo, and they could meet each other at any time on weekdays, which gave Gojo Satoru an uncomfortable feeling of being excluded.

He secretly thought, wait another year, he will go straight to Tokyo with his luggage overnight after entering the high school of conjuration. Before that, he can only find ways to create opportunities to greet his friends.

Wujo Satoru would like to call it the "Wings of Darkness" team building activity-although Glass has refused to let go of it so far.

……

The dead leaves piled up, a layer of frost formed on the bare branches, people's clothes changed from thin to thick, and warm plush wrapped around their necks and covered their ears. When they took a breath, white mist seemed to be spit out from their mouths, Blown away by the cold wind.

The wet coastal areas are always prone to snow, and the water vapor in the island country is even more dense, which easily condenses into thick clouds in the sky, and then accompanied by snowflakes, like a fairyland.

December came as promised, Zaoji and others ushered in a long holiday, and the long-awaited festival trip was just around the corner.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she was not bothered by the severe cold weather at all. The backpack containing snacks and warm clothes was heavy. She kicked the heels of her shoes and turned to the room and shouted: "Dad, I'm going out!"

"Ah." The man was either watching TV, or on the way to watch TV.

Early Ji has learned to look at him with tolerance and kindness. Her father has been raising her for a long time and she has exercised her mind. She is nine years old this year, like a middle-aged person who is over forty, calm and calm.

She kept lowering her demands on her family, as long as nothing happened, and she no longer asked for anything else.

No clues could be found in the underwear theft case so far. She and Gojo Wu speculated that it was a good thing that the curse master did, but the latter used some family connections and did not find the mouse's tail. Now, Zao Ji is not in such a hurry anymore.

Anyway, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and the mouse will eventually run out of the dark cave, as long as you wait patiently.

Early Ji first met her friends at the Tokyo subway station. She was petite and was almost submerged in the passing passengers. She had to stand on tiptoe to see the entrance through the gap.

As the New Year's Eve approaches, the flow of people suddenly increases, which is really hard for the little girl who has not yet developed.

All kinds of sounds around are intertwined, flooding the eardrums like a vegetable market, the early brain is buzzing, and the hearing is temporarily disabled, and it is impossible to recognize familiar people in this dense voice.

Suddenly, a pair of hands held her underarms, and Zao Ji's feet were farther and farther away from the ground, she was startled, if she hadn't seen the black bangs out of the corner of her eyes, she would have escaped with a dagger.

"Early Ji." Xia Youjie greeted with a smile.

Great, after several months of psychological construction, Xia Youjie was finally able to calmly face the fact that "my paper man wife is my sister next door" and realized a secret:

As long as I treat it as if it doesn't exist, I don't have a black history!

Behind Xia Youjie were Kai Teng Shun, Saiki Kusuo, and Iyuri Nishiko who came one after another. The luggage of the four of them was full. At first glance, it didn't look like they were going to a festival, but like they were going on a trip.

Early Ji asked a real question: "Just go to the festival for one night, what are you doing with so many things?"

Xia Youjie gave an inexplicable look back: "It's hard to go to Kyoto on vacation, is it just for a festival?"

Of course, I will come back after having a good time in Kyoto!

Based on the itinerary, it will take at least a week to check out the famous scenic spots in Kyoto.

Early Ji: "..."

I'm sorry, but she is too small.

She didn't have much luggage, but it didn't matter, she had money.

If you need anything, just buy it on the spot - the confidence from a little rich woman.

They set off in the morning.It took about two hours to take the subway from Tokyo to Kyoto. As soon as I got out of the platform, I saw a very eye-catching white-haired boy sitting on the steps without caring about his image, holding an erhu in his hand, covered by sunglasses His eyes, but judging from his serious demeanor, he is obsessed with the study of Erhu and cannot extricate himself...?

He was so absorbed that he didn't even notice when they walked in front of him.

Xia Youjie's expression paused.

Jiajin Glass made a statement on behalf of several people: "Why is there an erhu here??"

"Huh?" Wujo Wuyi looked up and saw them, and happily shook off his erhu, "You guys are here, and there is also Zaji-chan~"

Gojo Satoru squatted down with a grin, and took the palm of Zaoji in a fancy way.

Then he explained: "Didn't I say it before, my tutoring courses are various, such as politics, mathematics, history, Chinese and foreign languages... Anyway, I have to learn everything, and I have to be proficient in it." He spread his hands, "But I don't care , anyway, these can be understood at a glance.”

"Know it at a glance".

Zao Ji, who once suffered a lot of beatings in Chinese class: Are you polite?

There is a gap between geniuses and mortals, Zao Ji thought deeply as he clutched his heart that was throbbing with pain as if he had been shot by an arrow.

Gojo Wu changed the subject, "However, even I, who is a genius, have troubles." Sighing heavily, he glanced at the erhu with resentful eyes, "Those old men actually asked me to be taught by musicians from Huaguo! Day, Do you know that I am going crazy learning Guzheng, Erhu, Suona and Pipa these days! What are these things!!"

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Maybe it’s because I’ve been holding back for too long these days, and Gojo Satoru complained when he caught his friends: “Especially the erhu... you don’t know, my musician teacher said firmly when he saw me, ‘This is a piece of music. Learn the material of the erhu', I don't understand how he can tell?"

"Do you know how difficult the erhu is, how difficult it is!!"

"I'm going to test the repertoire next month, but I haven't even memorized the score of "Erquan Yingyue"!"

"Dreams are all about the pain of "The Moon Reflected in Two Springs", do you understand?"

Zao Ji shivered, while the others were dumbfounded.

To be able to force the self-proclaimed omnipotent Wutiao young master to this point, that musician teacher from Huaguo, is so terrifying.

Zao Ji weakly raised his hand: "Well, if you don't mind Wu, I can help you with tutoring...? Not to mention anything else, you should be able to pass the test next month."

Wujo Wu stared at her fiercely: "Can you play "The Moon Reflected in the Two Springs"?"

In early Ji's eyes is the natural confidence brought by absolute pitch: "Give me the score, and give me another half an hour."

Anyway, it was still early, and they were not in a hurry to take a taxi to the shrine. The group simply found an open place and studied the erhu on the spot.

The talent blessing of absolute pitch is SSS level.

Early Ji has a natural sensitivity to musical notes and line notation. She put on the earphones and memorized the melody after listening to it twice. Then she searched for the basic tutorial videos of Erhu to learn about the fingering, Skill……

Then, Saki began to perform.

After receiving Wutiaowu's erhu, the slender strings trembled slightly, drawing a desolate tune, like weeping and complaining, mournful for a long time, one piece tells all the sorrow, bitterness and bitterness of life, like a spider's thread tightly wrapped around the heart , breathless depression.

The song is over.

Zao Ji opened his eyes again, and found that there were people in front of him, and countless shiny coins were piled up at his feet. Seeing her look up, thunderous applause erupted in the crowd.

"it is good!!"

Early Ji: "..."

In fact, there is no need to throw money.

Her mood was a little delicate. Although the purpose was not to show off, the money was not the audience's appreciation for her talent. After struggling for a second, Zao Ji decided to accept it.

Just as Zao Ji knelt down to collect the coins, the silent Gojo Satoru suddenly stepped forward and held her hand solemnly.

"Zaoji, are you willing to accept the temporary employment of Wutiao's family?" The white-haired young master tensed his expression, "I will leave my music results to you, and I will live in Wutiao's house during this time, right? Zaoji has a good salary. The treatment is superior and there are many benefits, don’t you really think about it?”

Early Ji: "Ah, what about Jie and the others?"

"Live together, I have a house!"

Said the young master who was tortured by "The Moon in Two Springs" and made his bedroom restless.