Reincarnated as a ghost queen, I became the rich woman of the sky and the tyrant

Yayoi Tsukihiko received the news from Heisei Mou, although he had some doubts about what kind of persecution could make the other party say this.

But Yayoi Tsukihiko couldn't help it, he had no choice.

In this world, who makes Chanyuan Shier so strong, and who makes Chanyuan Shier so contemptuous?

Oh, it's the Chanyuan family.

Yayoi Tsukihiko has a few more grudges against the Buddhist monks.

He thought in his heart that Hei Si Mou would give him a vacation when he came back. As soon as he had a conflict with Ji Guoyuan, he saw with his own eyes that the son of God brother who had been shadowed for many years stood in front of him again.

Tsukihiko Yayoi judged others by himself, and felt that he might indeed need a period of rest after the incident.

Of course, the education of Xiaohui's breathing method cannot be stopped, and everything else is easy to talk about.

So Yayoi Tsukihiko decided to buy an extra piece of land behind the villa and give it to his beloved Kazuki.

Hei Si Mou didn't know that he would soon have an additional asset, his eyes were calm, and he and Zen Yuan Shi Er soon arrived at the steak shop here.

The young lady who was very well dressed came over and said welcome to them, Zenyuan Shier responded with a smile, Heishi Mou cautiously avoided the other party's attempt to take his umbrella, and refused with a very samurai demeanor: "No need, My umbrella can be put away by itself."

The sky was getting dark, and he used the transparent world to observe his surroundings, but found nothing, indicating that this place is still safe for the time being.

He touched the flute again.

Yuanyi...

After Zenyuan Shier entered, he began to order food at will.

Hei Si Mou found a position close to the window but backlit, and began to calmly appreciate the world with his six eyes.

He's a ghost, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat the food of these ordinary people.

Xia Youjie is not the same as the shameless Wutiao eldest young master, he is still a shameless ordinary three-good boy, and there is really no way to go paddling during the mission like the other party.

Gojo Satoru was not guilty: "One has to learn to enjoy. How could anyone in the world refuse such delicious desserts? You really have no taste, Jie."

Xia Youjie felt that he had great taste: "Shut up, young master, please be quiet."

The young master Wutiao refused to be quiet: "So Jie thinks there will be a curse spirit here?"

The white-haired boy said casually: "The number of spell spirits in the entire Sendai is decreasing, and there is no trace of magic power left. If this spell spirit really exists, then I suspect that it is not only super powerful but also self-aware. When you go out Be careful."

"Okay, Wu." Xia Youjie smirked.

The assistant superintendent made a weak voice: "...Didn't it mean that this curse spirit will appear according to the sound of the flute? Would you like to try playing the flute?"

The young master Wutiao immediately refuted the poor assistant supervisor: "Of course it's because Jie can't play the flute! The young master Wutiao can't play the flute even more!"

Seeing that the supervisor was stunned by the righteousness of Young Master Wutiao, Xia Youjie quickly made amends: "Actually, I tried it. I have played all kinds of flutes in Sendai that are on the market."

He added: "There was no response at all."

Young Master Wutiao continued to be arrogant: "So the flute is completely fake!"

The dessert shop arrived, and two freshman freshmen came down one after the other. The white-haired one went in and started ordering desserts, and the black-haired one was stuffed with a few so-called souvenirs by the white-haired one. just walked away.

Xia Youjie knew that he couldn't completely rely on Gojo Satoru. The other party always knew that he was investigating the vicinity, trying to find the curse spirit, so he took him to all the dessert shops in Sendai, causing him to vomit after eating desserts.

"What an annoying young master, next time I must ask Mr. Ye Moth to change partners."

The classmates at home are very good, and everyone is better than Master Wutiao.

Xia Youjie summoned his spell spirits and began to scatter around, searching all over the place.

Huzhang's house is in a residential area three streets away.

Yuanyi is preparing dinner for the old and the young.

The children of Huzhan have been deeply impressed by the aroma wafting from the kitchen, and even grandpa Huzhan Wasuke has to admit that this guy's cooking is really delicious.

After talking about everything with Yuanyi, grandpa seemed to let go of the big stone in his heart, and occasionally had a good face when facing Yuanyi, a kind person with a hard mouth and a soft heart.

Youren passed by the kitchen door three times in one minute, and asked each time: "Is it cooked? Is it ready to eat?"

Then sigh: "I am so happy!"

Yuanyi put on a new red haori, and still wore the apron of Huzhang's family outside. His eyes were focused, and he was always ready to add various side dishes and seasonings.

In six hands, he holds a carrot in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, as well as onions, potatoes, meatballs, salt and pepper.

The light of the knife flashed, and the breath of the sun appeared, and the ingredients were quickly cut and dropped into the pot.

The ingredients are gurgling, and the fragrance is stronger.

Yuanyi turned around and saw Youren's shining eyes: "That's... so amazing."

Six arms, really handsome.

The light of the knife is so handsome, is this the power of a kitchen knife?

God, the kitchen knife can breathe fire.

Yuan put the pot on the table, and brought Hu Zhan Yuren to his seat, with gentle movements: "Okay, we can eat."

Huzhang House was in full swing, full of laughter and laughter.

So when a threatening curse spirit appeared nearby, Yuanyi was angry.

Rihujiguoyuan, the son of God, took off his apron and nodded to Huzhang's grandson: "I want to leave for a while."

Youruhito was very curious, but was held back by his grandfather.

The children could only hug the bowl and shout: "Then you come back early ~ we will play together tomorrow!"

Yuanyi touched the child's soft hair, and the Son of God smiled compassionately: "Of course."

...

Xia Youjie returned to the dessert shop with boredom after releasing the spell, and continued to look at each other with Gojo Wu and hated each other.

The young master Baimao put a table of desserts and was thinking about which one to eat first and which one to eat next, but he didn't look up when he saw Xia Youjie came back.

"Come on, help me choose a flavor, is it strawberry or mango, and now there are cherry blossom and wisteria, how strange."

"I found one thing," I don't know why, when he came back from working hard, he saw that the people who were supposed to work hard with him were so leisurely, no matter how good-tempered people are, they can't help but get angry .

So Xia Youjie smirked hypocritically, and when the eldest young master Wujo stared at his big blue eyes suspiciously, he grabbed a wisteria-flavored Daifuku from the table and smeared it on Wujo Wu's face.

"I think you can try more new flavors."

Dafu stopped in the air, and Xia Youjie keenly felt that one of his curse spirits was killed in an instant.

The joking atmosphere disappeared in an instant, and Xia Youjie became calm and reliable.

"I now also suspect that the one here is not a curse spirit at all."

Feeling the power to kill the curse spirit, he didn't find any magic power at all, but it was like a scorching sun burning.

After Xia Youjie's face changed, Gojo Satoru put down the other Daifuku he was holding, shifted his target from his good partner's face to his own mouth, and asked with a smile, "Did you find it too?"

"Ah... yes." Xia Youjie was even in the mood to make a joke: "But it should be a new breed, it can't be the sun god or something."

One boring god child is enough, so what's the matter with a new god son emerging from the curse spirit?

Is the balance of the world?

Having said that, Xia Youjie still felt a little worried.

Hei Si Mou saw the two young DKs next door walking out of the dessert shop, he was still touching his flute.

Yuanyi... have you appeared yet?

Soon, Zenyuan Shier also greeted him, saying that he was going to leave. Before leaving, Tian and the tyrant tried to drag him into the water.

"I may need to spend 10 minutes to an hour to leave, can I trouble you to pick me up then?"

Shangxian was indifferent: "If Master Yueyan allows, it is fine."

Zenyuan even smiled confidently: "She will agree."

Hei Si Mou also knew that Yayoi Tsukihiko would not mind such a trivial matter, not to mention that his mission when he came out was to follow him.

So he nodded slightly: "Yes."

Zen Yuan Shi Er hurriedly left, and the cheerful back of Hei Si Mou couldn't be ignored even if he wanted to.

The six eyes watched him go away calmly, then turned back calmly, and continued to observe the world in the corner.

He couldn't help but took out the new and old two flutes from his arms.

Size, length, exactly the same.

Hei Si Mou sat quietly for about 5 minutes and left.

Calmly settled the bill for Zenyuan Shier, and then calmly walked to a very secluded corner.

He thought, after all, he couldn't accept that other people intervened between him and Yuanyi, although they didn't know it.

But Hei Si Mou firmly believes that his younger brother... must be killing himself and saving himself just as he expected to surpass him and become him.

If Yuanyi had memories of the past, he always wanted to ask, why didn't he fall for the knife in his previous life?

Is it contempt?

"Every ghost has its own obsession. Master Wu Mi needs to live forever. Tong Mo wants to experience a relationship. Yi Wo Zuo wants to defeat the strong. Ban Tiangou is obsessed with his own emotions. The jade pot praises its own art, and the fallen girl and the prostitute Taro want to be with each other well and not be oppressed by others."

"And my only wish is to chase you and become you, Yuanyi."

Ji Guoyansheng blew the bamboo flute slowly.

He remembered what he said when he gave Yuanyi the flute when he was a child.

"Just blow it when you want to find my brother, and I will appear in front of you immediately."

Now he blows a new flute, Yuanyi, will you appear?

The sky is already dark, and ghosts don't need to hold umbrellas anymore.

The dazzling sunlight will be the only bright light in the dark night.

...

Yayoi Tsukihiko's Yuanyi detector made him look at the world from Heishimu's eyes on a whim.

Originally, I just wanted to take a peek at Shier in the Zen garden, and see what this uncaring little boy was doing.

Unexpectedly, what greeted his eyes was not the handsome Shier with short black hair and green eyes that he was expecting, but the man who had haunted his nightmares for many years and kept him awake day and night.

"Ji Guo Yuan Yi."

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Yayoi Tsukihiko was excited for a moment, and directly crushed the glass in his hand, his red eyes were full of shock, and his whole body was full of fear.

After finally controlling myself not to run away on the spot, when I turned around, I saw Chanyuanhui's concerned eyes.

"...Sister, are you okay?"