I, the lord of ghost stories

All onmyoji tacitly hide part of the truth.

There is danger, and there are injuries, but the risk of death is not as great as imagined.

In addition to the medicinal materials brought back by Mochizuki Taoichiro, they also had some extra martial arts.

This is their personal income outside of the commission—anyway, the commission has been fulfilled.

Shi Song Ganta tapped his knuckles on the hard solid wood tabletop, making up his mind.

"In any case, you have completed the commission, and we will escort you back next."

"Because time is short, let's go now!"

"As for the remuneration, someone else will discuss it later... I will never treat you badly."

Chiyoda Ward, the residence of the Mochizuki family.

"Is it okay to wear this suit in the past?"

Standing at the entrance of the dormitory, Takamiya Noriko bent slightly, turning around in front of the mirror from time to time, looking at the black-haired girl reflected in the mirror.

She has very ladylike black straight hair, a slender and slender figure, and a white dress full of preppy style on her upper body, which sets off the purity and vitality of the girl.

The pleated skirt matched with the girl's Ji-style hair made the girl in the mirror look like a lively little princess playing in a certain royal garden.

"Although it is said to be hand-stitched, it doesn't feel good at all?"

"Is it because I don't have enough taste? So I can't see the exquisite craftsmanship?"

"But no matter how you look at it, it's not worth it... You get what you pay for, or what you get for a hundred cents? Except for the better materials, there is still no advantage in this body."

Chonggong Jizi frowned slightly, her small face was tightly wrinkled, and that slightly childish face was full of cute and tangled expressions.

And on the hardwood floor next to her, all kinds of summer clothes are densely placed, as if the goods from a clothing store have been dumped on the floor.

In fact, she actually dumped clothes from the clothing store on the floor.

The reason was that she had a sudden whim and wanted to practice the etiquette course of dressing and matching.

"Miss, I have to admit one thing, that is - your talent in dressing is a little low."

The middle-aged female nun with picky eyes and a serious face is still wearing the same black one-piece nun uniform that has not changed for thousands of years.

"Teacher, you are the only one who said this, so I can't be convinced!"

Don't your clothes have the same taste?

She was dressed in a black nun's attire, old-fashioned and rigid, with serious makeup.

The strict teacher is full of temperament, and the femininity is... all minus points.

Takamiya Noriko looked at the nun's clothes with some displeasure, and this look showed rich feelings.

"Very good, this look is very expressive...it's much better than before."

The nun teacher not only didn't think it was disobedient, but looked relieved and nodded slowly.

It was as if he had seen a work of art that he had poured his heart and soul into, and finally showed an extraordinary outline.

That kind of heartfelt relief is beyond words.

"At least the lady's eyes are very beautiful, and they can already express your thoughts richly."

"That's good. Beauty is a woman's natural weapon. Even if you can't use it, you must master it."

"It's the teacher who taught you well."

Chonggong Jizi gracefully raised her little hand, pursed her lips and smiled.

"No, it's not a compliment, it's the truth. You have good talent and background, so you can grasp it quickly."

"As for the aesthetics of dressing, teacher, I don't need to do that.

I'm already at this age, it's impossible to be the same age as you, this kind of makeup is suitable for my profession. "

"It's different for you, you still need to pay more attention to dressing... Otherwise, how will you compete with other famous ladies in the future?"

Takamiya Noriko's small face puffed up slightly, and she protested dissatisfiedly:

"I don't want to mix with them, wearing a mask all day, it's so uncomfortable!"

"This is a necessary social interaction... You still don't understand, miss."

Sighing slightly, the nun teacher explained patiently.

"It's not that you are required to wear a mask, but to act in accordance with your status on that occasion, because you represent the face of the Mochizuki family - you are the heir!"

"In addition, aesthetic cultivation is also an essential course for distinguishing opponents."

"The first aesthetic is power and wealth. This aspect must be the most sensitive, and it is an essential skill for women."

"If you can't identify who holds power and wealth, then a woman will marry the wrong person and die!"

The nun-teacher relentlessly exposes the reality.

"Wearing aesthetics is an important means for you to quickly identify someone's identity, financial resources, and status!"

"This area must make up lessons!"

"The second is to accurately identify opponents who can threaten you.

Miss, although you are already extremely beautiful, it is impossible to have the upper hand. Your beauty is biased towards the sweetness of a girl, with some pure and lovely temperament.

However, there are always different styles of beauties, in other fields, that attract the attention of men. "

"These are necessary means."

"I've said it all, I already have... I have it!"

With slightly red cheeks, Takamiya Noriko retorted in a low voice, the nun teacher just became more serious.

"Then you have to pay more attention!"

"Excellent men are always surrounded by women, and aesthetic recognition can help find potential rivals!"

"In short, please don't even be too good for a moment, please make sure to meet the passing line—otherwise, please don't announce that you are my student."

"I can't afford to be ashamed of not being able to teach admirable ladies!"

Chonggong Jizi lowered his head and responded with a low voice.

If it were any other place, Chonggong Noriko would probably be a model for a young lady.

Unfortunately, although not obvious, for the nun teacher, it is simply a model of wild children.

In the end, she is still young, in many places, in the eyes of experts, etiquette is not standardized enough, and there are still many places that need to be practiced... until every move is in line with the standard and perfect, even if you don't pay attention to it, you will be absolutely beautiful.

At that time, it is considered integrated.

Naturally, this realm is not easy to achieve.

It's just that the teachers usually say "you are the worst class I have ever led".

This sentence will be said every session.

In fact, in her heart, this old-fashioned nun teacher has roughly agreed with this student.

"What is grandpa doing now?"

"Patriarch Mochizuki is probably receiving guests."

The nun teacher replied uncertainly.

"The thing I want to do most now is go home!"

"Without me, the house must be a mess again... Dad doesn't pay attention at all."

At this time, a young maid stood at the door, dressed in black and white, bowing to greet her.

There was almost no sound in her movements, and her voice was very soft:

"The master invites you to go over."

Chonggong Noriko put down a summer dress in his hand, nodded in response:

"I see, Kamikawa-san."

Then he followed the maid Kamikawa and walked silently in the mansion.

Walking on the wooden corridor, there is a dark night outside, with bright lights illuminating the mansion.

There are smooth marble floors and luxurious crystal chandeliers in the front hall.

The maid Kamikawa introduced him silently, and arrived at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

The room inside is simple and simple, with many calligraphy and paintings of famous people hanging on it. Mochizuki Taoichiro is sitting cross-legged, with a table in front of him, and guests are on the other side.

When Takamiya Noriko arrived, she heard a conversation going on inside.

"What an incredible experience..."

After listening to their words, the old man slowly raised his head and smiled.

"Isn't there even a time difference between the eternal kingdom where the gods live and the present world... It's really unbelievable."

"Yes, this matter is actually quite different from the legend."

"However, there are also hints in other myths passed down by the old people... The eternal life is indeed different from the present world, so there are all kinds of magic."

At this time, Ji Zi opened the door, bowed, and greeted: "Grandpa, I'm back!"

"Oh, Kiko."

An old voice responded. Although the old man was gray-haired, he was full of energy and had a strong physique, but a kind of old spirit began to spread again.

Chonggong Jizi felt slightly sour, but there was nothing he could do.

People are always going to be born, grow old, get sick and die, no matter how powerful they are, this ending is inevitable.

Mochizuki Taoichiro has already extended his life as much as possible, but he is approaching a certain limit, and he is becoming more and more powerless.

Last time I heard that a rare and cherished flower was found. It blooms once a hundred years, and the moment it blooms, it can prolong life.

It's a pity that I didn't catch up just in time...

Many times, even if you have the financial resources, if you can't do it, you can't do it.

"Kiko, sit next to me."

The old man was kind and patted the tatami beside him.

"Yes."

Chonggong Jizi lowered his head slightly, walked around from the side, and knelt to sit slightly behind his grandfather.

The middle-aged man kneeling across the table pushed his glasses with his hand, looked respectful, and said in his mouth:

"My lord, according to this clue, we have verified the nature of the spirit grass we collected."

"The information is all in there."

"Since it was sent directly to the laboratory by helicopter, the time was relatively short, less than an hour.

Now it is only a preliminary test, excluding negative effects such as toxins and curses. "

"It is roughly certain that it is the effect of repairing damage."

"Should work on your body."

"Is there any possibility of artificial breeding?"

After Mochizuki Taoichiro browsed the information, he frowned and asked.

"I'm afraid not. Even if it is cultivated, it will deteriorate and become a weed."

"The reason why it works doesn't depend on itself, it depends on a certain special force that intercepts the flow, and this force, after leaving the ordinary life, is declining at an accelerated rate... In fact, it can be observed even in experiments."

"That's it, give me an injection right away... cough cough cough cough cough cough cough."

"Grandpa, are you in good health?"

Chonggong Jizi supported the old man with concern, and immediately shouted: "Doctor, doctor!"

Two doctors rushed in, one of them observed the situation, the other tested his pulse, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and said:

"Please don't worry, there's nothing wrong with you, it's just that your mood fluctuates greatly, causing you to have some shortness of breath. There's nothing serious about it."

"I'm fine, Kiko, don't worry..."