I, the lord of ghost stories

Qianyu Qianxue stood under the light, feeling the power of these heroic spirits in the basement.

Some are strong and some are weak, but they are generally weakened to less than half, and some are so weak that they are inseparable from ordinary townspeople.

There are two or three more, whose aura is so weak that it is on the verge of extinguishing, looks bad, listless and very tired... probably just came back from resurrection.

"Your Highness, please order!"

"We still have three sword masters, but they are sleeping!"

"His Highness is not here, so we cannot forcefully wake him up."

"The ordinary urban residents who have been polluted by alien forces followed the rebellion of the evil gods, entrenched in the wild, ran into the towns and attacked normal residents, ransacked the place, and took away food and clothes."

"Ji Yang, please order!"

"With you here, we will definitely win this time!"

Just as he was about to speak, in the basement, the idol that was originally covered by a red cloth suddenly burst into white aura.

"Long Ji, please keep my child healthy!"

"This year's entrance exam, I hope it goes well..."

"I hope I can have good luck..."

"I hope to meet the right person..."

One voice after another, filled with expectations and wishes, sounded in her heart.

Wisps of pale white light, like clear waves, slowly rippled in the basement.

It lasted for about ten seconds, and the room was blank, and there were more than a dozen armored guards.

On the blank table, there is some more food and the like.

There are rice balls packed in bamboo tubes, Daifuku with a light fragrance, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, dried salted fish, strips of pickled radish, and clear water in transparent cups...

It's just that whether it's food or water, it's enough for everyone present to eat for about two or three days.

"Ji Yang, your aura covers this place, and after we ask you, we will have these supplies every time we perform sacrifices in this world.

Although less, it made up for some deficiencies and allowed us to survive. "

The guards distributed water and food skillfully, and everyone ate their share in silence.

After eating, although the range was not large, it seemed that his complexion began to improve immediately.

"I order—"

Amidst Qianyu Qianxue's clear and pleasant voice, the guards saluted in a dull and uniform manner.

"Temporarily repair in situ, stick to the village and town."

"In three days, the whole army will set out to sweep the wilderness!"

At that time, all the heroic spirits recovered.

Chapter 210 Six is ​​Cute

"You Sang, you are a genius, and you have always matured precociously.

As a father, I'm just mediocre myself, and I don't have much to teach you. "

"It's just that I hope that one day, when you meet someone you like, don't give up easily."

"If someone you like, a friend with a good relationship, encounters difficulties, you can help."

"Many times, when people have difficulties, they don't want to let their close ones know."

"In the future, you will understand that people in this country never want to cause trouble for others... What I ask of you is to care about them and think more about them."

"Don't wait until things are irreparable, and then regret why you didn't find out earlier."

In the memory, the man who couldn't remember his face seriously said this to himself in a painful tone.

Sleeping but not sleeping, waking up but not awake, Yuu Sifengin opened his eyes.

The sound of ocean waves is heard slowly in the distance, and the room is silent. The moonlight in the second half of the night shines through the stone towers, pines, cypresses, and maples in the courtyard, and casts sparsely on the retro window screens.

The window sill seems to be pasted with exquisite paper flowers. Looking at it at this time, there is a unique cultural beauty in the shadow.

It is worthy of being an inn that could be used to entertain daimyo in the old days, and the taste is superior.

Sifeng Yuanyu thought so, and his spirit was peaceful.

Lying on his side on the bed, covered with a silky thin blanket, he blinked and closed it slowly.

The room is very spacious, and the space is separated by a screen, and the girl is on the other side.

At this time, you can still hear the sound of even and subtle breathing.

If she got up at this time, it would probably disturb her.

Holding such a simple thought, Yuu Sifeng fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, and then entered the next dream.

Inside the shrine, look up at the night sky, and look at the stars that can't be seen in the city.

On the dark sky, dotted with countless stars.

Low pressure, as if within reach.

Standing on this high place, far away from the secular world, I just feel closer to the sky.

'It's almost Qixi Festival again! '

Blocked by the Milky Way, a pair of lovers who can only miss each other in two places, the day of their annual meeting is coming soon.

Looks like we'll see each other again this year.

But even though this is just a story about unrequited love, why doesn't Qixi Festival simply hold a festival to make this rare festival more lively?

Looking at the uninhabited shrine grounds, Yuu Sifengin unconsciously thought so.

At the same time, the question of why he was here also appeared in his mind.

Yuu Sifengyuan probably has no reason to come here.

"Also...this is not my shrine."

Whether it was before or after the reconstruction, this is not a familiar shrine.

I just vaguely felt that there was such a slight doubt. .

Consciousness is not very clear.

The wish sign swaying in the breeze came into view.

Speaking of which, Yuu Sifeng hasn't seen the Qixi Festival's wishing lottery yet.

A wish sign must be tied to a bamboo branch to make a wish come true, but that one is tied to an ordinary tree branch.

But there wasn't any bamboo in the surrounding area. It seemed that he did this because he had no choice.

In the dark night, the color of the wishing stick can't be seen clearly from a distance, but when you look closely, you can see that the wishing stick is red.

There is only one wish sign on the tree.

But think about it, because some shrines don't have such a custom.

Yuu Sifeng stretched out his hand to the wish sign, and with a little starlight, he could clearly see the words written on the sign.

Hoping to find something that was once forgotten.

This desire is too simple and naive.

However, if it were me, what wish would I make?

Just as these thoughts were spinning in my mind, for some reason, the vow that seemed pitch black just now turned bright red as if bathed in the setting sun.

"strangeness?"

suddenly!

Surrounded by a light shrouded.

Because the light was too strong, his eyes half-closed subconsciously.

Even the insect chirping that was still in my ears just now disappeared as if it had been muted, and I couldn't even move my fingers.

Yuu Sifeng watched what happened calmly, not feeling scared at all.

The white light is full of warm and familiar feeling.

It's someone familiar.

The voice suddenly recovered.

There was a sound that could not be described in words.

Sounds naturally from the bottom of my heart, infectious spiritual music.

As far as the melody is concerned, it should be said that it is very simple.

It's just that after having this kind of spiritual appeal, he instantly becomes a beauty that even the master level may not be able to match.

The heat of the day disappeared in an instant, and at the same time as I stopped, there was a breeze blowing my hair.

Bell!

The voice slowly approached from behind him.

The wind-like tone sounded, as if it could separate the surrounding dark night.

subconsciously turn around

At this time, a girl in a lavender Tang suit appeared in front of him.

The girl wears a gorgeous golden hair ornament on her head, just like the princess played by a shrine maiden in a festival.

Under the hair accessory is long hair that is as black as the night, and the hair is covered with starlight.

The source of the fresh tone is the bell hanging on the girl's arm.

The girl seemed completely helpless, and the moment he turned his head, she passed by.

The girl shrouded in bright light drifts away...

That is... Qianxue!

"Qianxue—"

Yuu Sifengyuan woke up from this dream and couldn't help shouting.

The bell rang softly, and it was not a tone that could be described in words, as if it suddenly sounded in an empty room.

Into people's minds, not ears.

I don't know where the wind chime is, it is definitely not in the hotel.

The sober Sifeng Yuanyu slowly sat up.

At this time, I found that the surrounding area was still dark, and there was a faint white light hidden outside the window.

It seemed that he had slept for a long time.

The sound of cicadas came from a distance.

In addition, there is the unique tranquility in the morning.

Da da.

In the distance, there seemed to be slight footsteps.

It should be the service staff of the hotel, preparing breakfast or something, right?

Yuu Sifengyuan thought so.

In this short period of time, the impression in the dream has dissipated a lot.

But Yuu Sifeng always felt a little strange.

At this time... Has Qianxue woke up?