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

The blooming season of cherry blossoms in Kyoto is about a little earlier than that in Tokyo. There are already signs of blooming at the end of March. When the cherry blossoms are in full bloom in early April, the most beautiful time is when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. In Tokyo at that time, there were only large areas in bud. The flower buds you want to release.

It’s just that the flowering period of cherry blossoms is only about a week. By the time the cherry blossoms in Tokyo are fully bloomed, most of the cherry blossoms in Kyoto have almost withered, leaving only some broken petals that have shown signs of withering. Among the branches, I persisted hard, even so, I couldn't hide from falling into the soil, gradually rotted, and turned into flower mud for the next year.

In the Zen garden house, only wearing a set of dark bathrobes, sitting next to the people, sitting in front of the porch, drinking a sip of wine from the gourd, and rarely having some free time to appreciate the lush greenery in the courtyard. A few cherry blossom petals that fell into the courtyard abruptly destroyed the scene.

It's almost the end of April. Zhipiren stroked his beard and thought about the cherry blossoms coming from somewhere. Although he didn't know the reason, he always felt somehow that the cherry blossoms seemed to imply something, which made him feel a little anxious feel.

However, before he could think about it, a man with the appearance of a servant came from the corner at the end of the corridor, holding a wooden tray in his hand, and carefully knelt down beside Zhibiren, and said respectfully in a low voice, " Master, this is the snack you want."

"Yeah." Naobi took one of the snacks from the tray, looked at it carefully for a while, and then asked, "These are the snacks Naoya often eats?"

"...Yes, it's just," the attendant paused, seemingly hesitant, "but, Master Naoya used to be taken care of by a special person, so what kind of snacks we often eat, we also... ...."

"Heh, there's someone in charge," Zhipiren smiled faintly when he heard the words, and interrupted the waiter's words. It's just that the smile didn't reach his eyes. Only one person is left by his side to take care of three meals 'alone'?"

"That's not the case!" The attendant quickly lowered his head, with a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead, trying to find a suitable explanation, but found that his mind was blank, so he could only repeat, "It's Master Naozai, he..."

Coincidentally, at this time, a light breeze suddenly blew up in the courtyard, carrying cherry blossom petals that I did not know where to find, and floated into the corridor, just landing on the tray between the two of them.

After all, the attendant, who couldn't explain why, suddenly felt even more chill behind his back.

Since April, the head of the family has often come to the courtyard where Master Naoya used to live, and was alone here, as if he had some leisure and elegance, quietly looking at the plants and trees in the courtyard, and Take a few sips of the wine gourd from time to time.

Just like last year, when Master Naoya just had an accident.

Even if the head of the family didn't show any sadness, after drinking in Master Naozai's courtyard, after taking a nap, he would still deal with the affairs of the clan as usual, but the more he didn't respond, the more he called his attendants Fear is like the calm before the storm. I don't know when it will come, which makes people feel anxious all day long.

Now almost a year has passed, and as May is approaching, the head of the family began to frequent Master Naoza's courtyard again, which made the servants who often served around him more energetic than usual, lowering their eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, I was afraid that if I did something wrong, if I was not careful, I would end up in the hands of the Patriarch.

But he... Thinking of this, the attendant lowered his head even lower, feeling his hands and feet were cold and uneasy for a while.

"Forget it, you step back." After a moment of silence, Zhibi finally spoke, waved his hand, and let go of the trembling attendant, "Let me stay quietly for a while."

"Yes," the attendant breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to step back, but thinking of the news he had received earlier, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and slow down, and whispered, "There is one more thing... I want to report to you , Lord Patriarch, Fan Sir, also found a woman from the side branch, and brought it to his courtyard."

"He is quite energetic, his hands are disabled, and he is still so restless," the Zhibi man snorted when he heard this, held up the gourd and took a sip of his drink, without paying attention, "I see, let him go. "

"...Yes, that subordinate will leave." After speaking, the attendant didn't even have time to wipe off the itchy cold sweat on his forehead, got up and left in a hurry.

The courtyard was once again deserted.

Naobi-to, who held the dessert in his hands for a while, failed to put it into his mouth. After putting it back on the tray, he pinched the cherry blossom petals that fell on it, rubbed it gently with his fingertips, and after a while, There was a faint fragrance of earth and tide from the fingertips.

He naturally knew how Naoya was despised and neglected by everyone in the monastery house after he was found unable to awaken the spell, including Shier and the maid named Zhenwang beside him, who never left him, took care of him, As the youngest son of his patriarch, he can only be treated like this, but he can't blame others, because this has always been the most fundamental principle in the Zen Academy for generations - only recognize the strong.

Even if the son of the head of the family is a "trash" without spell power and spells, the final result is nothing more than staying in the body and staying in the team, wasting the rest of his life, and his father, what can be given to Naoya At most, it was just an identity protection, so that at least others would not bully him too much, and he couldn't do anything else.

After all, even he himself, even if he wanted to change the status quo of the monastery, was shackled by those stubborn elders who were as stubborn as a rock covered with disgusting moss at the bottom of a pond, and the so-called brothers would only use Looking at him with wolf-like eyes, staring at the position of the Patriarch under him, wholeheartedly trying to replace him, and even doing whatever it takes to do so.

Do you really think that the position of the head of the family is such a great fragrant bun?Zhipiren let out a disdainful sneer in his heart. It would be more appropriate to say that it is a thousand shackles, but he has nothing to complain about. After all, the so-called entire magic world is just like the current Buddhist monastery. very high.

I don't know who can change the status quo, Zhipiren's thoughts wandered away, he raised the gourd and took another sip of wine, the six eyes of the Wutiao family.

Suddenly, he felt a vibration in his arms, and he reached out his hand to feel a little disappointed, and took out a... bright silver button mobile phone. People accept these emerging new gadgets well, not to mention that they are indeed convenient, but usually when he comes to Naoya’s courtyard to be alone, his mobile phone is usually set to silent mode, unless there are some specially noted numbers, otherwise it will not disturb him at all .

"Who will find it at a time like this..."

Probably because the alcohol was a little bit over the top, Zhipiren's face flushed with drunkenness, and he hiccupped, just like an ordinary old man who had drunk his head, his eyes narrowed, slightly dissatisfied He muttered and turned on his phone.

However, when he saw the string of numbers displayed on the screen of the mobile phone, before he clicked on the text message, the drowsiness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and he regained his clarity, and ditches immediately formed between his brows .

In Zhipiren's mobile phone, there is such a string of numbers, even if he never saves them on purpose or gives any notes, he can recognize them at a glance no matter when and where.

It was because Shir had personally called him with this series of numbers.

It was once, but in fact it was last year, when he just got the news that the body who went out to investigate was suspected to have been completely wiped out by the special magic spirit. When he was worrying about how to properly handle this matter, a phone call from Shi Er disturbed the situation. out of his mind.

Even if he handed over his mobile phone number to the other party, he never thought that Shi Er would be so impatient and didn't want to delay any time. Er dialed his number.

[Yo, old fox,] when Shier made this call at that time, he didn't have any guilt, and was even very confident, [You should have received the message, how is it, how long will it take to solve it. ]

"You should think about it for me anyway." The Zhibi who answered the call at that time also didn't mean to be surprised in the slightest, and joked in a rather good-tempered manner, "You are happy and happy, I I'm just annoyed over here trying to figure out how to deal with the mess you caused."

[Tch, I didn't hear that,] said disdainfully, and didn't even bother to chat with the Zhibi people, and went straight to the point, [Let's talk, it will take a few days to get it done completely, and what do you want? Who are the people I helped you get rid of. ]

"No one survived in the team, even my son Naozai, who was only eight years old, died early because of this. Originally, it would have taken a month or two to get it right. Just make a clear investigation." Zhipiren smiled, "However, since you are so impatient, then I can't treat you badly, and a week is almost enough."

"As for the people to be dealt with, when the time comes, I will naturally tell you."

[Heh, old fox. ] After getting the exact time, Shi Er sneered and hung up the call mercilessly.

As for the Zhibiren who was hung up on the phone, he was not unhappy about it, and even because of the phone call, he was relieved a lot—it can be confirmed that Naoya had indeed left the Buddhist monastery safely without any accidents.

As early as when Shier began to actively fight for the position of the captain of the body squad, Zhipiren noticed that something was wrong. He knew exactly how Shier muddled around in the body squad in the past, and he could more or less guess it. Some of the other party's intentions, although he felt sorry for Shier's talents and curses that day, he was powerless to change the status quo of the monastery. Besides, Shier, who had already left the monastery, even if he forced to stay, it would be more troublesome for him. Benefits, it is better to turn a blind eye and close one eye.

However, such Shier suddenly began to climb up. Even though his attitude was still contemptuous and disdainful, most of the tasks he took over were completed very well. At that time, even if the curse spirit changed midway and briefly possessed the strength of a super-level curse spirit, it was easily wiped out by Shi Er.

And this mission allowed him to successfully assume the position of the vice-captain of the Juju team - even with his achievements and abilities at the time, it was more than enough to be the captain of the Juju team.

Not long after that, Naoya took the initiative to find him and said that he would join the Juju team.

The combination of these two things made Zhibiren have to think a little more, but on the surface he remained calm and agreed to Naoya's request.

Afterwards, he secretly sent someone to investigate the maid named Mamochi next to Naoya, especially what she was doing during the time when the other party went out to purchase in name, and the final result almost confirmed that The guess that Zhibiren had in mind.

It's not surprising, after all, who doesn't want to leave such a ghostly place?

He looked at what was recorded on the paper, the maid next to Naoya, the list of various supplies he bought outside, and the approximate location of the safe house. After a moment of silence, he just waved his hand and told his subordinates that this matter must not No third person is allowed to know, and burn this piece of paper to ashes.

Zhizai, who has lost the power of mantra and the possibility of awakening the mantra, has become a useless person in the monastery. As the head of the family, he can't change it. , fulfill the opponent once.

So, after doing some cover-up work for Naoya, he approached Shi Er alone, handed over his number to the other party, and promised that he would be appointed as the captain of the body team as soon as possible.

"You know." Shi Er looked at him silently for a while, and only said this.

Regarding this, Zhibi only smiled, "I will solve the follow-up troubles for you, I just need you to help me clear up one or two small troubles, how about it, this is a very good deal."

"Take your own son as a bargaining chip?" Shi Er snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "As expected of the patriarch of the Buddhist monastery."

So, this is the phone call above.

In the one year since then, Shi Er has cleared up a lot of troubles for him as promised, and occasionally he can even take advantage of Zhizai's "death" reason to sneak away in the other party's courtyard and drink a little wine, but Today, this sudden text message broke his rare tranquility.

It is absolutely impossible for the other party to send him a text message for no reason, Zhibiren thought, hesitating for a while.

After thinking for a while, he finally clicked on the text message and displayed the content. The text message was very simple and clear. It only included an address that seemed to be near Kyoto and a few words. Other than that, it was Nothing else.

However, it was these short words that almost made Zhipi people unable to hold the wine gourd in his hand.

I saw such a sentence written on the text message——[Naozai, handing down the spell]