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The difficulty factor of this task is slightly higher, and Yujia can't shout out.

He is an orphan. After being adopted, he has parents and an older sister. The gentle and caring Zhishi gave him a sense of intimacy, so he can call "sister" smoothly. As for the adoptive parents, he is still called uncle and aunt.

But facing the handsome and tall Wutiao Patriarch in front of him, he is still a handsome guy with a gentle style. Yujia felt that calling him brother was like acting like a baby with the other party, which is too weird!

Wu Tiao watched the bamboo horse dawdling there, his lips opened and closed, and he only hummed short syllables. With his arms on the table, he approached and asked, "Is it hard to say?"

The good-looking face is even more lethal when viewed from a close distance, and Patriarch Gotiao didn't know it, and after thinking for a moment, he understood the difficulty of the other party: "Okay, it may be a little difficult for you, so let's start with the name Bar."

Pointing to his light-colored lips, Patriarch Wutiao demonstrated it to Yujia.

"Read to me."

Then, he said a word slowly.

The name of the five patriarchs was harmonized, and Yujia couldn't hear it, so he could only focus on the other's fluttering lips, trying to discern the pronunciation from the changes in the mouth shape.

Satoru......Is it like this, chi or Satoshi?So his name is Wutiaozhi?

"Yes, Satoru."

Looking at the bamboo horse like a chattering bird, repeating the words to him, Gojo smiled slowly, although his eyes were blocked, but his face was very gentle.

"You can call me more in the future, it's too unfamiliar to always call me by my surname."

After a pause, he pointed to the door and said, "What's more, this is my house, if you call five, nine out of ten people outside will respond to you."

Yu Jia crossed out the head of the Wutiao family in his heart, scribbled and changed it to "Wutiaozhi".

It has been almost a month in this world, and he has never called the other party's name, and Wutiao has indeed helped him a lot. At the same time, judging from the reaction of the Patriarch Wutiao, Zenyuan Yuhua used to only call him by his last name before, and he didn't like to be called by his first name. .

Poor Wutiao Patriarch, in the past, he was not welcomed by the eunuchs of the Zen Academy.

Out of a little bit of gratitude and guilt, Yujia said: "Satoru."

The attendant who came in to serve tea looked at his Patriarch strangely, because the expression on his face was... dreamy.

Gotjochi nodded with great emotion, and continued to pursue the victory: "The name is correct, so now let's practice the next word 'brother', and Yuhua will follow me."

Unacceptably, the servant who served the tea quickly withdrew with the tray in his arms, for fear that he would be fed a mouthful of food if he stayed a little longer.

Gojochi said slowly, "お兄ちゃん."

Not a simple elder brother, but a very intimate name.

Yujia Wuyan stared at this enthusiastic guy for a while, and responded, "Hey."

Wutiaozhi was stunned, and then realized that he hadn't succeeded in trying to take advantage, but was taken advantage of instead.

Yujia deeply felt that the aftereffects of calling a name were too great. If he followed the other party's footsteps, Wu Tiaozhi would go to heaven, and he would definitely make more excessive demands.

"No, Yu Hua quickly call me Ni Jiang." Seeing that the inducement was ineffective, the Patriarch Wutiao began to forcefully buy and sell.

"No, it's so disgusting, you're going to die." He refused, and let the handsome white-haired guy roll around, but Yu Jia insisted on holding on, and only restrained and politely called "Brother."

Then, he interrupted the other party like a fried hair: "It's over, I'm here to find you to deal with business! Don't worry about addressing for so long, you know!"

Only then did Wujozhi get up reluctantly, and said: "Okay, for the sake of you coming to me today, let's go and meet my dancer."

According to the seniority, the dancer who instructed Wujochi was higher than Yujia’s. When the elder heard that Yujia had repeatedly suffered setbacks in practicing fan dance and softness, he couldn’t help laughing for a while, and then slowly said: "After the dance of Gagaku became popular, it really pays attention to the extremely slow dance posture, the feet follow the rhythm, and each step is as precise as measured. But the music includes "Qinghai Wave" and "Broken Array Music". It is said that when Master Kukai went to the Tang Dynasty After practicing, I only feel that the Tang Emperor's song "Little Breaking Array" can be heard for hundreds of miles and has a magnificent atmosphere. If the dancers move slowly, how can it boost the morale of the army?"

As he said that, the dancer walked to one side of the hall. On the two rows of knife racks, there were Taidao collected by Wujo's family.

"You are warriors, so you naturally have the dance style of warriors. Fans are too weak for you and hinder your spirit. Therefore, it is more suitable for you to dance with knives... I heard from Lord Wujo that you have a very good relationship with Genji. , holding a knee pill." With a sword trick, the dancer suggested, "It's not like Genji who borrowed the mustache, and you hold this pair of treasures on the stage, which will attract more attention than any expensive fan. The eldest son, Qingsheng, went up to the imperial court with a saber to perform dances for the Emperor, that is really the style of a martial artist~"

Recalling the students he brought out back then, the dancer was full of pride: "Master Zenyuan, if you are not used to the teachings of my junior brother, you can study with me with Mr. Wutiao. This can also cultivate a tacit understanding. What do you think?"

[The main task has been updated: accept the guidance of Master Wu with Wutiao Patriarch, cultivate a tacit understanding of cooperation, and speed up the progress of practice]

Yujia: Here I come, the pas de deux plot, we really want to practice together.

In the evening, when the practice was over, the valets and servants brought hot water for them to wipe. Wutiaozhi suggested: "Yuhua, why don't you just stay with me tonight, there are plenty of rooms anyway."

Before Yu Jia could reply, the servant hurriedly said: "Master Patriarch, the west house has been repaired recently, and the people who moved out have taken up other rooms. There will be no free rooms here."

The valet gave him a sideways look, and signaled him to shut up, but Wutiaozhi said generously: "That's easy, my room is big, and it's fine for Yuhua to sleep with me."

For a moment, the quick-talking servant showed a deflated expression, and was sent away by the valet after a while.

"Just kidding, the elders of the clan are doing something wrong recently, but he won't be around for long."

The wet towel wiped the strong forearm, leaving a piece of freshness. After dealing with the thin sweat, the five towels were thrown away, and said: "Anyway, it's dark and late, let's go for a walk. Dongji Temple has newly cast a golden body of Buddha. It is said that Very spiritual, you can go to pray."

Dongji Temple is Jiaowang Huguo Temple, the dojo of Kobo Dashi, that is, Kukai, and the practice place of Shingon Esoteric Buddhism, where the seated statues of Dainichi Tathagata and King Ming are enshrined.

What made Yujia amusing was that people in the costumes of onmyojis could still be seen coming and going in Buddhist resorts. He pulled the sleeves of his friends and pointed at those magicians and monks in hunting clothes and black hats. Said: "Now the head of Yinyangliao is Tianyuan, and he also believes in the Shingon sect. When setting up the enchantment in Kyoto, he put part of the foundation in the Toji Temple. These onmyojis come to maintain it every month."

"Then what kind of myth is the most mainstream now?"

Yujia remembered that the most popular god among the neon folks was still Inari God. There were more than [-] Inari shrines across the country, accounting for one-third of the total number of various shrines. From this point of view, the local mythology is still relatively There is an advantage.

"The beliefs of the folk and the nobles may not be exactly the same, but the Shingon sect gives Inari God the "right one" god status. Well, I understand that this caters to people's preference for local gods."

When Wujozhi was explaining, they walked in through the main entrance. Due to the lack of tourists at night, some walls of the temple were being repaired. Some painters took brushes and drew lines on the totems of the gods on the murals little by little. Yuga and Wujo looked down. In the Dharma image of the Tujini Heaven, the god riding a white fox does not have obvious gender characteristics, which is similar to the characteristic of the local Inari God, which is "free to change".

The two walked side by side, wearing loose and comfortable straight clothes. If not for the retro attire of the people around, Yuga would think that he was still alive, and he and Gojo had just finished eating and went out for a walk at the temple fair or something.

"Mom~hug~"

There was a soft child's voice beside him, and a child hugged the adult's leg coquettishly, and was immediately hugged by the family.

"Hey, are you sleepy?"

It should have been busy during the day, so the family came to pray in the evening. Not far away, there was a group of three traveling together. The father took the initiative to pick up the child, and the mother wiped the sweat of the two.

Yujia's gaze stayed for a while, and suddenly, someone approached and asked, "Does Yuhua want to hug too?"

Hearing this speech, the Patriarch of the Zen Academy showed an expression of extreme horror, and the explanation in his eyes was probably: Are you kidding me.

"Don't be shy, I can see that you envy that child." As if feeling empathy, Gotjochi opened his arms and said, "So, don't rush over carelessly, your best friend will catch you well."

Yujia: "I'm not, I'm not, don't come here!"

For a while, the little black-haired patriarch hid in the east, and the white-haired six-eyed eagle rushed over like a chicken. The two jumped up and down in the temple, attracting attention.

"Both of you are well-known figures, can you pay attention to your manners on this occasion?"

The two nimble magicians moved so fast that ordinary people couldn't stop them from fighting here. In the end, it was an onmyoji in hunting clothes who spoke.

Yujia was almost about to climb a tree by the five chariots. He would hide behind a thick ginkgo tree, only to find out that the guy with the black hat on his head was an acquaintance.

"Oh, Lord Kamo." Yuga did not forget to make up the knife while greeting, "Still working?"

The magician who belongs to Yinyangliao suddenly feels heartbroken. He is also a magician.

Mitsunobu Kamo: I hate this unfair world.

"Ahem, I'm just here to investigate the state of the enchantment, unlike an adult, I'm here to worship and play."

Kamo's words were tinged with a strong sour taste, and he originally planned to go to work after a few words, but the head of the Gojo family approached him familiarly and asked: "You look familiar, it was the Yin Yang who was hired by the Fujiwara family on Kamogawa at that time. Master? Oh, it seems that your poison of ghost hair has been completely cured. I am deeply impressed by the way your face is purple and your hair is blowing out.

It's okay not to say, but when he mentioned what happened back then, He Mao's face turned pale again.

At this moment, a male voice interrupted the two of them: "Master Zhi, please stop bullying him."

With a gloomy expression, He Mao called sadly: "Brother."

The young man with a ball head stands at the intersection of light and dark, half of his face is reflected by the light of the incense candle, and half of his face is hidden in the dark.

Yujia, who was still bullying social animals, suddenly felt a stomachache when he saw that face.

Kamo Ronso actually followed the onmyoji. At that time, he was standing in front of the golden hall, with the towering pillars supporting the wide dome behind him.

The conjurer's long and narrow eyes first looked at the five patriarchs, and then fell on Yuga.

"It's the first time we met, and the Zen Academy has become a fairy."