Yaksha Feeding Manual [Onmyoji]

The imprisoned evil spirits were violent at first, but after a long time, they seemed to lose their strength, and the flow became moderate or even stagnant, and finally they were absorbed into the spell.

The talismans that completed the task returned to Cen Fei's hands, and they have changed now.

Part of the pattern on the surface of the talisman disappeared, and the color was different from before.For Onmyoji, the biggest change is the substantial disappearance of mana power.

There is only a small amount of mana power left in the spells that seal the evil spirit, and they will be sent back to Yin Yang Liao, and then sent back to that world.

Cen Fei handed the talisman to the little paper figurine who ran the errands, and after the little paper figurine collected the things, it immediately disappeared without a trace.

"It's time to call it a day, there's still a lot of homework to do." Cen Fei looked at the time and felt that she had to hurry up.But on the way, she received another message from Yinyang Liao.

The little paper figurine asked her to draw a spell urgently, urgently needed!Cen Fei looked at the number with many zeros in the string and felt that she was being exploited.

She obviously despises the talismans she draws so much, but still asks her to draw so many, is there any reason for that?

However, the coward Cen Fei just complained, and after returning home, she was busy doing homework and drawing symbols until late at night.The next day, due to the sudden increase in workload, she failed to go to Cheng Cheng Calligraphy Club and stayed at home to continue drawing symbols.

It wasn't until the third day that Cen Fei was free.Dragging a pair of hands that are about to be broken to participate in club activities, but never want to write again.

"You look tired." Si Han said, resting his chin.

"I've been drawing for the past two days... I'm practicing calligraphy, and my hand is about to break."

Si Han showed a surprised expression and said, "Why are you working so hard? You can't rush this kind of thing."

"Ah... for some indescribable reason..."

"Okay. Then don't practice calligraphy today, why don't you read some books." As she said, she handed a book on calligraphy theory to Cen Fei.

Cen Fei couldn't write anymore. Now if she was asked to draw symbols or write, she would want to kill someone.

But after reading this book, she fell asleep.Cen Fei nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice, and almost fell headfirst on the desk, which finally woke her up.

Her mind was still in confusion, but there was a "dong" sound next to her ear, and Cen Fei turned her head in a daze, only to find that someone had fallen beside her.

I don't know how I fell. The classroom is very clean, the ground is very flat, and there are no steps at all.No matter how the unlucky male classmate fell, Cen Fei's first reaction was to give him a hand.

"You didn't..." As soon as she stretched out her hand, the person who fell turned around, "It's okay..."

At this moment, Cen Fei's heart is broken, who is wrong but Fang Chenghai?Is it too late for her to take her hand back?Wait, what kind of eyes is this on him?

"You don't need to be hypocritical." Fang Chenghai stared at Cen Fei with accusing eyes.

The boy named Xiang Zhao who often sat with him helped him up, at the same time glared at Cen Fei, and said, "You did it on purpose."

Cen Fei was dumbfounded: "What?"

"I said you did it on purpose, right? You deliberately broke Chenghai's ink plate the day before yesterday, and you still use your feet today."

The originally quiet classroom suddenly began to boil, some people came to ask what was going on, and some people came to see Fang Chenghai's situation.

"What does it have to do with me, you spout blood!" Cen Fei retorted.

Si Han was very shocked, and persuaded: "Don't quarrel, everyone calmly explain the matter clearly."

Another girl whispered, "He's bleeding."

"What else is unclear?" Xiang Zhao said angrily, "You look gentle and quiet as a woman, but you are so vicious, I'm sorry!"

Cen Fei was so angry that she tried her best to hold back her anger.

"I repeat, he fell on his own!"

"Forget it, Xiang Zhao, don't talk about it." Fang Chenghai turned to Cen Fei, "I've already promised not to tell anything about you, but if you do this again, don't blame me."

"What about me, you can tell me." She was about to laugh out of anger, and he could really pretend that there was nothing wrong.

Fang Chenghai turned his face away indifferently, while Xiang Zhao looked like he was about to rush forward to argue with Cen Fei, but was held back by Fang Chenghai.

"Anyway, let's go to the infirmary first." The girl before said.

Xiang Zhao snorted heavily, supported Fang Chenghai, and walked slowly outside.

The others in the classroom were silent, and returned to their seats after a while, but most of them were still thinking about what happened just now.

Si Han hesitated to speak, but finally did not speak.

Cen Fei held her breath in her chest, feeling terribly stuffy.

In this case, no matter how much she explained, others might not believe it, and she had already explained it, so how else could she explain it?It can only be said that Fang Chenghai's acting skills are so good, why doesn't he become an actor?

She was not in the mood to stay any longer, so she simply went back early.

On the bed at home, Cen Fei hugged the pillow and rolled around several times, thinking about it all the time.

It was wrong from the day I met Fang Chenghai, first I made harsh words, and then I broke the dish.According to the one named Xiang Zhao, he believed that Cen Fei also broke the dish.Now there is another touch of porcelain...

Cen Fei rolled around again, she was thinking, is this the end of the matter?Will actor Fang Chenghai be satisfied with such a result?

No, he couldn't be satisfied.

He even broke his knee on purpose, and he was so cruel to himself, just to leave Cen Fei with something to mutter about?She didn't believe he would be so easily satisfied.

At least, Cen Fei thought, at least like what he said that day, she bowed her head first and got out of the calligraphy club, at least until this point, he could be satisfied.

Thinking of this, she slammed the pillow on the bed and punched her hard with her fist a few times.

On the balcony, Yasha was carrying a watering can and was watering his Dharma potted plants, turning a blind eye to the movement in the house.

"I can't be bullied." Cen Fei murmured while clutching the pillow.

Yasha walked to the other side of the balcony and began to water the potted Dharma plant on another shelf.

The clear water was sprinkled on the leaves, rustling, and Yasha said without raising his head: "You humans are thinking about something every day. Whoever punches you, give him two punches. It's such a simple thing."

So he heard it, Cen Fei thought.

"It's easy to say, it's not a matter of one punch or two punches at all, it's..." Someone framed her to smear her.

Yasha finally gave her a look in his "busy schedule": "Hey! You can just go back for what your opponent did, why does my uncle have such a useless onmyoji like you... huh? What is this?" ? Blue? Hey-"

"What's 'hello'? I didn't hear anything."

Yasha usually calls her "Hi" or "Onmyoji", maybe he needs to add some prefixes.Usually it's okay, but today Cen Fei is in a bad mood and doesn't want to respond.

Yasha, who was holding the watering can, showed a constipated expression. After holding back for a while, he put down the can, and picked up the potted plant that he cared about a lot: "This..."

Cen Fei immediately turned around and pointed her butt at him.

Yasha: "..."

He tilted his head and pondered for a while, seeming a little annoyed.After thinking about it again, he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"That... Faey?"

Cen Fei was startled, her back visibly tightened, then she turned her head stiffly, and found that Yasha was looking at it with her head cocked, and she was still muttering: "It's okay to be called 'Fei'... ..."

He seemed to have made up his mind, he coughed and turned his head, just about to say something, but his eyes met Cen Fei's.

Surprised, Cen Fei has already turned into a dried salted fish, staring and pursing her mouth, looking at Yasha!

Yasha suddenly turned red from his chin to the tip of his horns, and he roared angrily, "What do you mean by that look in your eyes!"

Cen Fei shook her head quickly: "Why did you call me?"

"Look at this." Yasha grabbed a potted plant with one hand and brought it in front of Cen Fei.On the potted plant, a small blue fruit is growing.

"Great Jedama!"

Cen Fei was very surprised, she had never heard that the red dharma potted plant would bear big jedama, and it was not written in the book.She knew this because she saw it in the game. She has been going up to sign in every day recently.

"What's that?" Yasha asked confused.

"This one is much more nutritious than the Red Dharma."

"You let it come out quickly."

Cen Fei accepted the potted plant resignedly, and started to practice Dharma, but she didn't notice a slightly weird light flashing in Yasha's eyes.She seems to have forgotten that she refused to help give birth to Bodhidharma...but her shikigami obviously still remembers it.

"I've made up my mind," Cen Fei said, "You have to do one thing for me."

Isn't it an eye for an eye?She can do it too!Discrediting, right?Few people's lives can withstand the scrutiny under the magnifying glass, and she doesn't believe that they can't find faults.

Because she needed Yasha's help, Cen Fei gave a general overview of the matter.Of course, she didn't forget to make Dharma for Yasha, otherwise this guy might not listen honestly.

Yasha is very concerned about the upcoming new flavor Dharma.He is a little tired of the taste of red dharma, and he is even cooking red dharma according to the recipe recently.

After hearing what Cen Fei had said, Yasha suddenly threw out a sentence.

"This man reminds me of a monster."

"Which monster?"

Yasha showed his usual evil smile and said, "Do you know Ibaraki Doji?"

"Of course I do! He's famous."

Yasha glanced at Cen Fei: "Hmph! Is there anyone more famous than me?"

I'm afraid he is much more famous than you, Cen Fei thought.There was a shikigami popularity poll in the game, and even if the SSR shikigami didn't participate, Yasha only ranked sixth.

But for the sake of a harmonious relationship with Shikigami, she decided not to speak out.

"Hmph! Shuten-douji is not happy when he gets close to others, is he so afraid that his friends will be snatched away? Ibaraki-douji is just a good-for-nothing monster. I know that guy hates Momiji very much."

Cen Fei smiled awkwardly, and said weakly: "That matter may be a little different from what you think."

"What?" Yasha moved his head closer, "Have you seen them?"

"No……"

"Shut up if you don't."

"But... Maybe it's not a friendship relationship, maybe something else more special relationship?"

After all, even Bikkuni Yabai said that the relationship between Ibaraki-douji and Shuten-douji is fascinating... But Yasha didn't seem to understand what Cen Fei was talking about.

"what is that?"

Cen Fei: "Eh..."

It suddenly occurred to Cen Fei that Yasha had watched romantic dramas, but it seemed that he had never watched corrupt dramas...