I, the lord of ghost stories

Through the window of the old school building, in the sky outside, the clouds dispersed, and a full moon cast a clear glow.

As far as the eye can see, only the melting moonlight is shining quietly.

The campus not far away was half shrouded in darkness and half shrouded in moonlight.

In the precise night, there is a night breeze, with a little coolness, blowing from the open window.

I don't know how long it has passed, Xizi passed by here several times.

A sofa and a vase were brought in, and different drinks were brewed.

After that, he always maintained a contemplative look.

Yuu Sifeng waited patiently for her reply.

Compared to a stranger he didn't know very well, the senior Xizi in front of him naturally deserved his attention...

Yuu Sifeng almost forgot the purpose of coming here.

However, this is indeed what he thought at this time.

In any case, it is impossible to let go of Miss Xizi on campus.

Leaning on the chair, taking a rest with eyes closed, Yuu Sifengin breathes evenly.

"Who the hell are you?"

Geng Xizi quietly stepped on the indoor shoes, walked around the boy on the chair, back and forth several times.

Yue was a boy in a black uniform and tie, bathed in a layer of moonlight, with a peaceful and peaceful sleeping appearance.

It made her subconsciously slow down.

"Hey, who the hell are you?"

There was a child-like curiosity on her delicate face, with long and slender fingers, she twisted a strand of smooth black hair from her waist, and gently teased her.

The long hair was like satin, gently brushing the boy's nose.

Her eyes lit up, as if she had discovered a new world, the girl's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she jumped up with joy.

"I didn't go through it, but I can touch it!"

"Sister Xizi..."

Yuu Sifengin opened his eyes wide.

As far as I could see, it was Geng Xizi who bent down and got very close.

The girl's eyes are not the kind of bright and coquettish red pupils, but a slightly strange and dim brownish red pupil.

There was a curious smile on her delicate face.

A strand of black hair was being twisted in her hands by her slender fingers, sweeping back and forth across Sifeng Yuanyu's face.

"It's so icy!"

Whether it's the hair or herself, it's impossible not to feel cool.

"Hey, are you awake?"

"I haven't slept through..."

Yuu Sifeng noticed her hand hidden behind her back.

"You don't want to use that to paint something on my face, do you?"

"Haha, how come?"

Xizi smiled and threw away the paint pen.

"You know the secret of sister Xizi, be careful and curse you!"

"Curse you!"

Xizi put her palms forward, making a ghostly appearance.

"It's cute, but...how do you think about it?"

Geng Xizi half-closed his eyes, with a smile, and asked in a relaxed mood:

"So impatient?"

"I don't even know your name!"

"Yes, I'm sorry!"

Yuu Sifengyuan stood up, bowed slightly, and introduced himself:

"I'm Yuu Sifengin. I'm currently a second-year student in the higher department of this school. My main job is to run shrines, pull out demons, exorcise evil spirits, and Fengshui to ascend Yin and Yang."

"At the same time, I am also working hard to become the lord of Asakawa City."

"Lord?"

Geng Xizi heard the word.

"It's already modern, is there still a lord name?"

"Of course the secular level has long since disappeared, but from a mysterious perspective, there are still real lords."

"Big cities are not suitable in all aspects, but small towns like Asakawa City are relatively suitable."

"Control the local spiritual veins, command most of the mysteries in the entire area, maintain a certain order, and achieve this level to be the lord."

"The lord is also a kind of [position] or [character]."

"Just like the ancient [Shangren] [Tianxiaren], they all have special meanings in mysticism."

"It's just that the layout of the lord is much smaller."

"So that's how it is... That's what you meant when you said joining."

"Yes, if senior sister is willing, I will wish you godhood."

Geng Xizi's complexion was a little pale, and at this time because of her shyness, a faint blush bloomed on her face.

Her fine eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she pursed her lips with a smile.

"You're a strange person."

Even though he said so, Geng Xizi was indeed very happy.

This is the first time she has met someone with whom she can communicate normally.

Not only to hear her voice, or simply to see, but also to touch.

"You help me become a god, and I can get out of here, right?"

She asked for final confirmation.

"That's it."

"Become the god of this land, and naturally you will no longer be bound."

Yuu Sifeng said affirmatively.

"However, the old teaching buildings around here are all used to trap me, so it doesn't matter?"

"This is just a mortal sealing technique, how can it trap a god?"

Sifengyuan smiled calmly.

"So, what to do?"

The long black hair fluttered gently in the wind, and there was a faint fluorescence around Senior Xizi.

"Please lower your head."

Yuu Sifeng's voice sounded.

She leaned down slightly, her long, smooth black hair brushed down, and her eyes just happened to be at the same level as Yuu Sifeng.

You can clearly see her slightly moist eyes between the thick and long eyelashes.

"A little lower."

Xizi looked at him with weird eyes, puffing up her cheeks angrily.

"Don't you want to kiss?"

"No need for that."

Although there is indeed a feeling of being so excited that you want to fall into it when you look at each other.

I have to say that Geng Xizi was indeed a very beautiful girl... It's a pity that she died early.

But it will stay at the time of death forever, it will not grow old, and it cannot be said to be a bad thing.

"Oh."

Obediently lowering her head, Yuu Sifeng put her fingers lightly on her smooth forehead covered by her bangs.

"All right."

Everything happened naturally, as if nothing happened.

"All right?"

Geng Xizi straightened up, just about to ask.

The dazzling orange-red light shines in from the window, dyeing the classroom into gold and red.

"The sun rises in the middle of the night?!"

Outside the window, the sky is a thick golden-red glow.

"Unbelievable..."

The amazed Geng Xizi leaned on the window sill, slightly lost in thought.

The outside has changed.

A large area of ​​maple forest came into view.

Pieces of red maple are drifting with the wind, spinning along the open window, and quietly falling.

Rustle, is the sound of falling leaves.

It didn't take long before one or two floors were covered in the classroom.

The thick shoes of Yuu Sifeng, who was sitting on a chair, had been completely submerged by the red leaves.

Xizi was holding a paper fan, her long hair fluttering lightly.

Wearing an all-black school uniform, she took small steps and danced lightly in the maple rain, like a budding flower bud, graceful and moving

The red leaves and dancing postures are connected together, like a dream.

Her joy, her loneliness, her death and her hope all flow into this dance.

This dance has no name, it is improvised.

Chapter 30 Your Memory

Xizi's dance is beautiful and moving, telling the withering of maple leaves, and expressing her yearning for hope and love.

When she died, it was the most romantic age of girlhood.

The red maple rain falls quietly, like a beat.

Xizi knows all about the poignant beauty of withering, and it is precisely because of this that she can express such complex emotions with dance as if the words fit her.

It is not flowers that can symbolize her, but the red maple rain that falls with the wind in this sunset and evening scene.

Xizi's moving posture, even Sifengyuan quietly admired and stared at her.

After the dance, Xizi's face was a little shy.

Just like an ordinary girl performing on stage for the first time.

During the performance, he devoted himself wholeheartedly, but after the performance, he was quite flustered.

For some reason, Xizi wanted to dance here.