I, Seimei, can't be an audiophile

When she woke up the next day, Qing Miao found that she had fallen asleep in front of the brazier with her head still resting on the folded clothes.

Folded shirts?

Qing Miao immediately sat up, took a look at the clothes, it turned out to be a robe of excellent quality.

——Ahhh!

She couldn't help screaming in shame in her heart, she had soiled the nobleman's expensive clothes!Moreover, after she fell asleep yesterday, didn't all the ugliness be exposed!

Qing Miao's face was flushed, she didn't know there was a word to describe her feeling at this moment: social death.

After calming down and thinking about it carefully, she felt a little confused again.

In such a situation, shouldn't the robe be put on the sleeping girl?What is the operation of folding and stuffing it under the head?

……

It's a pity that Mr. Noble was not in the house, so she had no choice but to go to the yard with her robes in her hands. Sure enough, she saw Mr. White Fox in the yard who was talking to melon and vine with his head down.

"Is that so? It was really hard work. Well, that must be the case."

Qing Miao: "..."

Feeling more and more weird, Qing Miao took a step back secretly, she was most afraid of such things as ghosts and ghosts, she didn't really want to know what Mr. White Fox was talking to!

Suddenly Mr. White Fox looked up at her: "Good morning, Qing Miao."

Qing Miao quickly responded: "Good morning!"

Did she tell the other party her name?Qing Miao couldn't recall.

"Sorry, I stained your robe!" Qing Miao hurriedly said, "I will clean it for you!"

Young Master White Fox chuckled: "Even if you wash it immediately, I still won't be able to wear it when I leave."

Qing Miao swallowed, the current clothes Mr. White Fox is wearing are not impossible to go out, but it rained yesterday, today is still a bit cold, it is indeed a bit cold without a coat.Even if she washes it clean, she probably won't let it dry for a day or two, which is embarrassing.

Young Master White Fox narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You owe me one more time."

——I didn't ask you to give it to me!Qing Miao really wanted to complain!But no, the other party is a nobleman!He is not a commoner who can make jokes casually, but if he accidentally offends the nobles, his head will be lost!

Qing Miao resisted the urge to contradict the opponent, and was already knocking on the opponent's head with a small hoe in his heart.

"thank you."

Qing Miao thanked very reluctantly, but her demeanor actually made the other party laugh. Hearing the nobleman's laughter, Qing Miao knew that she was being teased, and she became angry.

"Sorry, hehehe. It's just a small matter. You want to ask why you are pillowed instead of covered? Your body is healthy, and you won't be cold when you are close to the brazier. But there is incomplete combustion of poisonous gas near the brazier, and the head The position is too low and easy to inhale."

Qing Miao nodded half-understanding: "I didn't notice...Thank you..."

"It doesn't matter, just count it as your thanks for entertaining me with one of the only two melons left at home."

Qing Miao frowned, how did this person know?It's impossible for father to tell the distinguished guests this?By the way, he was standing by the melon vine, he must have seen that there was only one left.

"Then, today I will take my leave first, and the person who came to pick me up is here."

Qing Miao was a little confused, she didn't see anyone else nearby, could it be outside the house?

"Didn't you say you wanted to visit the village chief today?"

"Unfortunately, it seems that we can't make it in time today." Mr. White Fox replied, "It will be fine next time. I will leave the clothes with you first, and save them for next time."

Qing Miao was a little disappointed, and she didn't know why she felt this way.In the end, she explained to herself that most of it was because she heard something strange about the sacrifice yesterday, and thought that the young master would investigate, and she wanted to learn about it along the way.

Unexpectedly, the other party just mentioned it casually.That's right, this young master was just passing by, how could the trivial matters of their common people really interest such a nobleman.

While she was thinking, the other party walked over slowly, and she noticed that the son's footsteps were very light, and he couldn't hear the sound when he landed on the ground.Let the white fox stepping on the snow, still extremely light, appear in her mind.

"You have nothing else to say?"

Young Master White Fox looked at her with a half-smile, as if hiding some deep meaning.

Qing Miao looked back and was stunned for a long time before she understood what the other party meant.

As a token of appreciation for the night, she can make a request.She could ask for gold and silver, but the other party had already given him a very precious fur yesterday.

She can also ask the other party to take her as a servant, so that the income will be higher than that in the field, and the work will not be so hard.

For the other party, it was just a word, and her life would be much easier.But in that case, they would have to live in the city and lose their fields.

She couldn't bear to leave behind the land her father worked hard to keep and she had been cultivating.

She can also ask the other party if they have medicinal materials for treating rheumatism. Such noble people can obtain more medicinal materials than they can pick themselves.This means being in debt to the other party - but how can a favor be as important as a father's body?

But... If there is only one condition and one chance, then...

"I want to know the truth about the sacrifice to the mountain god. I want to know if the sister I know is safe and well."

Qingmiao doesn't know the cause and effect, and has never experienced such weird events, but human beings always have an instinct for danger.

She hoped that she was thinking too much, but what if?In case things are more dangerous than she thought, is the sister she once knew safe?

If she doesn't find out the truth, she won't be at peace.Soon there will be another mountain god festival, will there be a new shrine maiden chosen?

For some reason, she believed that the white fox in front of her could help her find out the truth.

This kind of confidence has no reason, it can only be said to be an almost unreasonable intuition, probably because of the other party's grace and self-confidence, making her believe that nothing in this world can bother the other party.

Young Master White Fox stared at her for a while, seemed a little surprised by her request, and finally answered.

"Okay, come on, hold out your hand."

Qing Miao stretched out her hand, and the little white mouse ran down Mr. White Fox's sleeve to her palm, startling her.

"I leave this to you. When the priestess is selected before the sacrifice, find a way to get close to that candidate, and then release it."

"Huh? Is it not too good? Old, mouse, will he be beaten to death?"

The white fox replied: "Only you and I can see it, others can't."

The fine hairs of the young sprouts exploded!Demon, monster?Wait, Mr. White Fox, who gave her this kind of thing, could it be——

She wanted to throw away the mouse in her hand, but when she thought that she was asking to find out the truth, she finally gritted her teeth and replied, "Okay."

"Good boy."

The voice sounded very close to her ear, Qing Miao was startled and did not dare to raise her head.

After that, she didn't raise her head for a long time, until there was no sound around her, she raised her head to take a peek, and found that Mr. White Fox was gone, just like those mysterious and strange existences described in strange stories.

Qing Miao's first reaction was to immediately rush to his father's room to make sure that his father was safe and sound.Afterwards, she hurriedly checked the fur and found that the fur had not turned into leaves or bark, so she was a little relieved.

——Even if it was a monster, he was a serious and good monster and didn't play tricks on her.

Pain in the palm of his hand, Qing Miao quickly let go of his hand, only to realize that he had held the mouse too tightly just now.

"Sorry, sorry!"

The white mouse squeaked angrily, and it looked extremely cute.

Qing Miao couldn't help laughing: "Please give me some advice during this time, um, let me give you a name. Call it Zhizhi? Hahaha, don't tickle me, okay, okay, then I will call you Baiyun. Like A little white cloud, a lovely little white cloud."

At this moment, Master Seimei who was sitting on the Oboro car suddenly laughed lightly as if he could see this scene at the same time.

"Master Seimei is in a good mood!"

Oboroche couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Well, I found something interesting. Mountain God Festival? Hehehe."

Oboroche is chilly, it, it seems to be a little cold in the stomach?

"Master Qing, Master Qingming, Lord Ghost Lantern ordered me to come and pick you up to make up for the work you left behind. I didn't intend to disrupt your plan!"

——Be sure not to vent your anger!

"I know, how can I blame you, it's the ghost lamp that guy is bad, even the living have to use it thoroughly. I have to find a way, when I reincarnate, I don't pass through the hall of the king of hell, otherwise it won't be peaceful forever? The living It’s okay to work hard at the time, and I want to relax after I die.”

Oboroche blushed: "Isn't it too early to think about dying now?"

Lord Qingming said solemnly: "It's getting late! Do you know that I discovered a very serious thing in the future, that is, the reincarnation of the future King Ma Cang Ye turned into a god!

He is also the immediate boss of Ghost Lamp!This guy even grabbed me to work!If I don't quickly find a way to solve the future troubles, wouldn't I not only have to work now, but also in the future? "

Obscure car is puzzled: "You have already done the work of the future, so you don't have to work in the future? Is that a good thing?"

Lord Qingming explained: "It doesn't necessarily mean that the future is my future. What if it is a parallel space? Then wouldn't I have to work twice in the future? Besides, even if I don't consider the far future, I will definitely die and go to the underworld." Being dragged to work by the ghost lamp!"

Oboroche didn't refute it, it's true, Mr. Ghost Lantern has already made an appointment for Mr. Qingming to work in the underworld, otherwise Mr. Qingming would not enjoy the treatment that so many officials of the underworld can only enjoy now.

Master Qingming secretly thought about his escape from work after death: "I have to think carefully about how to escape the pursuit of the ghost lamp and reincarnate safely. It is best not to stay in the underworld and reincarnate directly by myself."

Oboroche was greatly shocked: "Can you still do this?"

Lord Qingming thought: "Brother has a similar method of reincarnation, and it should be possible to improve it. There are not all loopholes in the underworld. It should be enough to greet the officials in charge of the trial in the underworld in advance. I will Research their preferences, go out and walk around in private."

Obscure car is ashamed, is this a bribe for bribery?Is it appropriate to discuss how to bribe officials of the underworld in its belly?

"It's not very good, if Master Ghost Lantern finds out..."

"If King Ma Cang Ye is the boss of Ghost Lamp in the future, then Ghost Lamp can't say anything. After all, his boss has other tasks for me to complete. That is to say, we must find a way to make King Ma Cang Ye the boss of Ghost Lamp."

This logic is correct.

Maybe the future self supported Ye Wang to become Shaman King for other reasons.But now, there is already a very important reason for him to support Ye Wang to become the Shaman King.

"What I just said, you won't tell the ghost lamp?"

Oboroche replied in seconds: "Of course not! I didn't hear anything, and I was enjoying the scenery all the way!"

Seimei-sama is in a good mood: "Well, very good. Where's the recording elf?"

The elf who was responsible for recording the trivial things in life flew up from Master Seimei's shoulders, waved his hands desperately and shook his head, expressing that he would not participate either.

"What a good boy—"