The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

It was his father whom he hadn't seen for many days, the busy man and the current patriarch of the monastery, and the direct neighbor of the monastery.

Zhibiren of the Zen Academy looked at his young son who was different from the past and was a little too quiet. He didn't say much, but waved away the attendants, walked to Naoya's quilt and sat down, his beard trembling slightly.

"How's your body?" After a long silence, Zhibi asked, and it was hard to tell whether he was concerned or not in his tone.

For a moment, Naoya felt a little funny.

He has never found such overly formal things rare, and there is not much so-called father-son relationship between him and Zhipi people.

Not to mention, even the ordinary superior-subordinate relationship is closer than the two of them.

After experiencing true family affection, now he only calls the Zhipi people the alienated 'father'.

It's just this scene that reminded him of his previous life...the picture of his parents taking turns guarding him when he was sick.The warmth and care at that time, compared with the coldness of the atmosphere now, only gave him a strong thought.

He wants to go back.

"It's ready."

No matter how violent the wind was in his heart, Naoya never showed any other thoughts on his face, he just sat quietly and responded obediently.

"...Resume training tomorrow." Zhibi Ren said, he undoubtedly has expectations for Naoya, after all, he is his only son with excellent talent, and the talent for spells he has shown since childhood is far stronger than that of the Buddhist monastery other peers at home.

It's just that the detached status makes Naoya's temper too arrogant.

Zhibi people naturally know how the subordinates talk about each other.

It's just that Naoya has always shown respect in front of him. Although it is inevitable for a child of three or four years old to show his feet and emotions, it is enough to put on a show, so Naoya just let him go.

Zuo Zuo is just a child, that's what the Zenyuan Zhipi people think.

Typical bear parent.

But Naoya's every move today made him a little surprised, different from the submissiveness he pretended in the past, today's Naoya's expression only showed indifference, as if he didn't care about anything.

In a daze, Zhipiren thought he saw his deceased wife——Naozai's eyebrows and eyes were inherited from his mother, but in the past, his expression was haughty, covering the corners of his beautiful eyes and brows, making it difficult for people to discover his essence.

At this moment, these eyes reminded him of his wife who died of weakness and depression after giving birth... the eyebrows and eyes.

Can a serious illness really change people's personality so subversively?

"Father," Naoya suddenly said, interrupting Zhibiren's thoughts, "From tomorrow, I want Shier to be my training partner."

Zhipiren frowned upon hearing this, and stopped thinking about other things for the time being, "Why, wasn't the previous one bad?"

"But Shier's physical skills are the strongest in the Zen Academy, isn't it?" Naoya tilted his head and said, "I heard that no one can beat him, and the previous training partner is probably the same." Although he no longer remembers himself It doesn't matter who the previous gymnastics teacher was.

Naturally, Naoya did not make such a request on a whim. In the past few days, he has been quietly thinking a lot by himself. There is a past life and a future.

Naoya didn't know why he was favored so much, he cheated death repeatedly, he didn't bother to get to the bottom of it, and he didn't want to repeat the cycle again and again, taking the old path of death, and his four-year-old body couldn't allow him to make any outrageous behavior, let alone Without the awakening technique, he didn't even have the basic ability to protect himself.

And as an ordinary person in his previous life, physical skills have been abandoned for a long time, and at most he still has some simple self-defense skills.

So at present, it seems that getting closer to Shier is his best choice.

Thinking about the good, maybe we can build a good relationship and escape from the monastery house with Shier, even if it doesn't work, it would be good to get a little bit of Shier's superb physical skills.

In any case, he earned it.

Zhibi people: "..."

Naobi: "You brat, at least show me some respect." As he spoke, he patted Naoya's tilted head straight, although his tone was reprimanded, but his movements were not forceful, but after that, he paused and his big hands held Naoya's forehead.

Naoya lowered his eyes, did not speak, but clenched his hands unconsciously.

The atmosphere between the two seemed to soften for a while.

Not long after, the Zhipi people withdrew their hands, and did not give any explanation, but said, "I will make arrangements, you have a good rest."

After that, he got up and left.

It wasn't until he opened the door that he heard Naoya behind him whisper, "Thank you."

Zhibiren paused, without looking back, and left.

The softened atmosphere returned to the cold, somewhat deliberate.

----

After dinner, Naoya asked the maid to find him a Orchid orchid.

"Remember, what I want is a silver-edged crane orchid, it doesn't need to be too big, maybe this big is fine." Naoya moved his hands together and gestured.

"Yes, does Master Naoya want to plant it indoors?" the maid asked.

"Hmm..." Naoya replied, a little dull, limp and weak, "Remember not to make a mistake."

"Yes." The maid agreed and left.

Now that he thought about it, and knew that he couldn't leave for the time being, Naoya decided to let himself live a little more comfortably.

My parents in the previous life also raised the silver-edged crane orchid.

The two of them raised the potted crane orchid very well. The clusters are close to each other, the leaves are tall and tall, the flower stems drawn from it hang down naturally, and a small cluster is formed at the end, intertwined and overlapping. When blooming, white flowers Scattered in foliage.

Good-looking and easy to support, it is perfect for him.

Naoya rubbed his fingertips, his hands were not yet covered with too many calluses, they were so tender that water could be pinched out.

But what Naoya cares about is not this, but the faint mantra lingering on the fingertips, which shows signs of dissipating the moment it condenses.

Maybe it's because of his young age and lack of control, and Naoya has no mana power in the past 20 years, so it would be reasonable to say that he is unfamiliar with mana power control.

However, Naoya always has some indescribable feelings about this in his heart. He always feels that this matter is not so simple. It is similar to some kind of indescribable sixth sense. He can't tell whether this feeling is good or bad.

Fortunately, the four-year-old's frail body also prevented him from paying too much attention to these things.

Getting stronger is the top priority right now.

I just don’t know if Shier will agree, Naoya thought to himself, at this point in time, Shier has probably joined the Juju team to fish in troubled waters, just to leave the monastery one day, but he asked Zhipiren to let him be a training partner, I'm afraid it will disrupt his plan.

Naoya knew very well, so he didn't hold out too much hope.

"Anyway, I also gave an orange, but I don't know whether to eat it or not." Naoya muttered to himself, no longer entangled in the strangeness of the magic power.

Having enjoyed the life of ordinary people and felt the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of ordinary people, Naoya doesn't care about the status of the so-called magician, nor does he have any superfluous thoughts.

The reason why he wants to train now is just so that he can live well, after all he can still see the curse spirit.

It would be a great thing for him if the spell power could really disappear completely, and it would be more convenient for him to be an ordinary person after leaving the monastery.

Maybe he can continue to pick up the job of translation, Naoya thought with a little interest, and even began to think about where to settle after running away.

I don’t know how Hokkaido is. I heard that it snows beautifully?And it's far enough away that nothing major seems to have happened...

Ah, but he is a little afraid of the cold, so forget it, although he really wants to see how thick the snow is there.

Just when Naozai was thinking wildly and wildly, the shadow behind him quietly deepened a little, and even became more solid, like thick ink splashed, difficult to smudge.

However, this change lasted only a few breaths, and after Naoya got up, he returned to normal.

only......

"Chirp!" A soft cry came from the shadows at the last moment, very softly.

Naoya froze for a moment, then turned around and looked behind him.

Nothing.

"Strange..." Naoya frowned. He had clearly heard a noise just now, but the doors and windows in the room were closed, and the items were neatly arranged. The only sound was the autumn wind from time to time through the tiny gaps in the windows. .

"...Am I really sleepy?" Naoya couldn't help sighing, even though his body was so young, his soul was getting old, so it probably still had some influence.

"Oh, I'm really old."

Naoya shook his head and shook his head, couldn't help sighing, he looked like an old man, but with his small face, it only made people feel cute in contrast, it was clearly a child deliberately imitating an adult, a sense of disobedience pretending to be mature.

But Naoya's emotion is from the heart.

That brief auditory hallucination reminded him of the little parrot he raised in his previous life.

It was a pearl phoenix, a birthday present from his "parents" when he was 14, and he called it Diandian, simply because of the speckled feathers.

Counting it, Diandian has been with him for ten years. According to the age of the cockatiel, Diandian is now an old girl. She is a climbing bird, and she is too lazy to move when she is old. She likes to squat on his shoulders and nap on weekdays.

Naoya sometimes stays up too late when doing translation work, and it is also with him.

Maybe I really missed it too much, Naoya was a little helpless, and even had auditory hallucinations.

After rubbing his face, he stopped thinking about it.

----

After the meal, the maid had already placed the silver-edged Crane Orchid that Naoya ordered on the table in his room.

Although it is only a small young plant, it looks good in spirit. It is light green with silver wires. It is very beautiful. Naozai couldn't help rubbing its leaf tips gently with his hands. It is silky and silky. There is no lack of tenacious touch, a little on the top.

Fortunately, Naoya remembered that it was just a seedling, so he didn't toss too much. Seeing that the soil in the pot was slightly moist, he guessed that the maid had watered it, so he just adjusted the pot slightly.

It's a pity that the flowering period has passed, and we can only wait for next summer.

The temperature in the room should be enough for it to survive the winter, Naoya thought.

"Be patient, try to grow faster." Still couldn't help rubbing the leaf tips of the Crane's Orchid, Naoya smiled softly, feeling a little relaxed, as if he had seen the Crane's Crane's Orchid in front of him clustered in clusters, lush and lush.

At the same time, the shadow behind him seemed to have sensed something, and slowly solidified again, becoming darker and darker.

Naoya, who was concentrating on teasing Xiaozhe Helan, didn't notice anything.

That night.

The cold moonlight infiltrated through the gap in the window, flowing to the side of Naoya who was sleeping soundly, and the strange shadow in the daytime, which had probably been held back for a long time, rushed out under the sway of the moonlight, covering the room where Naoya was. It was completely engulfed and devoured, leaving only the moonlight and the small silver-edged crane orchid on the table.

In this strange darkness, the Zhehelan seemed to have sensed something, or absorbed something in it, and gradually stretched out its figure, dancing continuously, and what followed it was the person in the darkness. Far and near, more and more obvious chirping sound.

"Ch... chirp——!"

However, the owner of the chirping sound did not show up, as if he was blocked by some kind of barrier, he was a little anxious, and was constantly hitting the barrier, making muffled noises, trying to break through it.

"Boom, boom"

Although Youhei brought the chirping, it isolated it, and even the small Crane Orchid seemed to be a little anxious about it, shaking even more violently.However, the moonlight waited for no one, and as time passed, it gradually flowed back along the gap, and the black shadow began to disintegrate.

All the sounds gradually faded away, and even the small Zhehelan gradually returned to calm.

Only at the last moment, a feather slowly floated down from the broken crack and fell on Naoya.

It was a feather speckled with yellow-gray.