What is he?

Aoi suddenly felt a little hesitant, and walked back to the gate of the shrine with the red leaf in her hand, looking at the person in front of her who let her look at her, as if a lot of what he wanted to say disappeared when he looked at her.

"do you know."

Without directly answering the question of Oni Wu Tsuji, Miss Miko spoke softly and at the same time handed Hong Ye over, seeing him holding his wrist lightly and lowering her eyes: "As long as I can remember, many people have come to I entered the shrine, but no one has ever been able to come within a hundred steps of the shrine, except you."

The absence of "human" does not mean "human beings", not even "animals" or even monsters.

"Yes, then I am honored."

"In this case, who are you, Mr. Wu Mi? Why did you appear here, within a hundred steps of the shrine?"

The silence is not suffocating, but the moonlight in the sky makes the environment more quiet.Oni Wu Tsuji looked at the red leaves in his hand for a long time, and finally asked another question like a diversion: "Can't you go out?"

"If you go out, you can go out. After two to four hours, you have to come back after doing sacrifices to the village. Otherwise, you can't move the whole person, which is very annoying."

"so."

The young man seemed to put the red leaves in his clothes, his expression changed slightly but not much.His red eyes kept looking at Miss Miko in front of him, and he turned away after a long time: "I will change the room."

"No need, just keep using that room. After all... your injury should be healed before the snow covers the mountains."

"Is this your eviction order?"

"Correct."

It's really an expression that doesn't match your heart, don't say it if you don't want to say it.

He raised his hand to lift the opponent's chin to force her to look at him, but when his finger was in mid-air, he changed direction and retracted it.Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi didn't know why he did this, he simply nodded and went back to his room, and took out the red leaf in his skirt.

That is to let the red leaves be like the sun.

However, this feeling can only be noticed when the skin touches the red leaves, and the illusion of being illuminated by the sun is completely gone through the cloth.This red leaf will not hurt him, even if he feels the "sunshine", he will not feel disgusted.

Turning her head to look at the god statue in the corner of the room, Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou lowered her head and laughed, and ejected the red leaf casually. When she was about to touch the god statue, the red leaf suddenly lost her strength and slowly fell to her feet .

"Is your witch?"

The statue can't speak, but still stands there benevolently, as if it can stand forever.There is a charcoal fire in the room in winter, but it doesn't make people feel suffocated. The warm and bright feeling is like...

Like, that witch.

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It's true that Aoi is an enthusiastic and conscientious shrine maiden, but it's true that she's also lazy.

Whether it was getting later and later until it became a lunch meal, or the number of fallen leaves in the courtyard gradually began to increase, everything showed that Miss Miko hated the nature of cleaning this kind of work.Occasionally, Gui Wu Tsuji could see her whispering something, and then when he deliberately closed the window, he released the paper doll and sat next to the small table in the corridor, occasionally yawning, and occasionally writing a sentence or two on the page talk.

With this speed of writing the story book, I'm afraid I can't really wait for the second volume of stories.

But now, what is it?

The witch knew that Mr. Wounded was healed but pretended not to be healed. Mr. Wounded knew he was healed and knew that the witch knew he was healed but just pretended to be unwell.And he wouldn't go out during the day, and he rarely even went out of the shrine at night in order to maintain his status as a wounded person, which made Aoi's nerd maiden feel ashamed.

But he knew that the witch would definitely leave tonight.

"The sacrifice begins at night."

The witch sat in front of him very seriously and spoke. Because she used to be restricted when she went out, the villagers also knew that Miss Miko would only appear when the Kagura dance was about to start, that is, when the moon reached the mid-heaven, so she never I once said something like "Xiao Kui, come to the festival earlier" and said, "Mr. Wu Mi, please come together."

"why?"

"Because... want you to watch me dance?"

After struggling for a long time to come up with such an excuse, Gui Wu Tsuji stared into her eyes until she turned her head before simply responding: "I see."

"Ahahaha, then let's go there together at night, anyway, every festival is at night."

"Why is it night?"

"Because the pillar of fire can be lit at night."

The witch blinked her eyes, and said about the traditional sacrifices in this small village: "When the moon reaches the mid-heaven, the aura is at its heaviest. At this time, begging for rain in the coming year will be the most successful, but praying for this... ahahaha, It's a little bit embarrassing for me. In addition, during the Kagura dance, the four corners of the stage where I am will light fire pillars, and I am not holding ordinary Kagura bells. After the dance, the simple altar where I dance will be burned. The villagers will play After a long time, I will go back to the shrine."

"What kind of Kagura dance is that?"

"Don't you know it after reading it?"

Although after getting along for more than a month, Xiao Kui has vaguely noticed that there is something different about Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi, but she deliberately ignored these.

As for the reason for ignoring it, maybe it was because she had someone to talk to, maybe it was because he was still pretending to be a wounded person, or maybe it was because she found that red leaf that day had become a bookmark for him to read.

What is that innocence to you?

Lu once asked herself this question, but she couldn't get the answer after thinking about it for a long time.If there is something to say, it is probably that the person Hongzi is waiting for is her, and the person she is waiting for is this "person" who both the old man Zaomen and Lu said "doesn't feel good".

As for why it is Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi, there seems to be no other reason.

It was fate that she would meet him.

The store before the sacrifice in the small village was very happy. Miss Miko once forced herself to participate only once, but she still coveted the dumpling made by the old man Zaomen.Although he would be sent to the shrine to take the food handed over by Uncle Tanyan and return to the shrine to eat, but no matter what, it was not appropriate to eat it on the spot.

"Mr. Miserable."

When the witch was about to go out, she stretched out her hand to the man in front of her, her smile was as bright and bright as the sun: "Take my hand, let's go out together."

"Ah."

The ghost held Miko's hand, and the cold palm could feel a warmer and hotter temperature than ordinary people.Passing through the barrier of the Wrap Shrine, Onimai Tsuji Muchan glanced at their intertwined hands and realized that she hadn't let go of him, and he hadn't let her go either.

In summer and autumn, the sleeves are wet with water, and autumn has turned into ice.

With the spring breeze rising today, melting is possible.

The author has something to say: The last waka is selected from Ji Guanzhi's "Ancient and Modern Waka Collection" "Lichun"

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