He burned a white head with a pale yellow hair and a silly expression, as if water could flow out of his mouth at any time, which was cute.

The night sky was full of stars, as if they were covering the sky and covering it from the sky.

It is brightly lit in the room, the sound of insects is like a symphony, and fireflies are dancing in the yard.

The next day, July 6, Yuan Qingsu was asked to make a mahogany shelf again.

And Miko Kamirata helped him make a set of white hunting clothes worn by shrine priests.

July 7th, a sunny day.

"I not only want to make wind chimes, wooden racks, but also sell things for you?" He asked in disbelief as he looked at the clothes in his hand.

"I used to be the only one, and there was no priest, so there was no way to do anything. It was really convenient to have you."

"Don't use the tone of 'It's so convenient to vacuum cleaners', saying it's so convenient to have me."

"If you only make noise here, you're not as convenient as a vacuum cleaner." After saying that, Yuko Kamiya pointed to another room and said, "Go and change clothes."

Yuan Qingsu changed into a white hunting suit and black short boots.

Perhaps it was because he had been staying on the mountain for a long time, or perhaps because of his practice, or perhaps he was often with Shen Lin Yuzi, and his temperament in hunting clothes was very similar to her.

He is handsome and extraordinary in a kimono, and he is majestic in a white hunting suit. He is handsome and elegant and ethereal in a white hunting suit.

"It's pretty," said Ji Miyu Shijiya, who had changed into a witch suit, lit his chin with his hand and said with a smile, "Even his smile is clear."

"The Sixteen Nights Witch is still as passionate and moving as ever, even if she wears a witch suit." Yuan Qingsu said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go." Shenlin Yuzi greeted.

The wind chime has been placed in advance and a platform to purchase wishing papers is set up, one hundred yen per piece.

After buying colored paper and writing your wishes, you can get free blessings from priests or witches, and then you can hang them on the bamboo in the shrine yourself.

Or spend another 1,500 yen to buy a wind chime and bring it back with the colored paper.

"I wish you a blessing like this kind of work is usually done by a witch, right?" Yuan Qingsu said.

"We want to break the rules." Shen Lin Yuzi replied.

"I found that you are actually quite funny and ingenious, so be gentle."

Shen Lin Yuzi gave Yuan Qingsu a hand-beating.

The three walked down from the shrine, and the sunlight fell on their white witch suits and hunting robes, outlining dazzling patterns.

After coming out of the big banyan tree, they knelt on the platform, slightly taller than the people standing below.

Those who buy sticky notes will queue up in front of the witch or priest if they want to receive their blessings.

The two witches are real witches, so blessings are naturally no problem. The priest is a false priest, and Yuan Qingsu can only recite some "The Sutra of the Earth" or "The Sutra of the Anzhai Mantra".

This is an abode. Although it does not fit the atmosphere of the Chinese Valentine's Day, as long as it is a blessing, it must have nothing to do.

Speaking of which, after so many years, have the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl bought a house by the Galaxy?

I don’t know what the housing prices are on the galaxy. One of them is herding cattle and the other is weaving. If the housing prices are high, life may be very difficult.

When I kneel on the platform and bless others, Yuan Qingsu passes the time by thinking about these messy things.

He thought Ji Gong Shiliuye would definitely not be able to hold on, but who knew that she was the most serious and popular one.

She whispers to women and children; to men, she looks solemn and satisfy anyone's imagination of a witch.

The Shenlin Yuzi will always be like a cold fairy who will fly back to the heavens when a gust of wind blows.

The same is true for both of them.

Shenlin Yuzi is pure and refined, but he has a cold feeling and ignores people's love.

And Ji Gong Shiliuye, either laughing, angry, charming, or innocent, has a temptation, just like a beam of strong light, making the people around him become young and full of vitality.

There were few people in the morning, but after noon, I don’t know where a large group of people came from and rushed in.

Not all for the sake of looking at beautiful witches and handsome priests. Many people like the rows of wind chimes and take photos under the wind chimes corridor.

"The wind chimes are almost sold out, I'll get some." Shen Lin Yuzi stood up.

"I'll go too." Yuan Qingsu quickly stood up.

He sat here all morning, and he helped to figure out which location of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl bought a house in the Galaxy, how much down payment and how many years of installments were.

Summary: Boring.

"Sixteen Nights, I'll leave it to you." He greeted him, stretching his body while following Shen Lin Yuzi towards the big banyan tree.

"Don't you think it's a waste of time to hold a Wind Chime Festival?" On the way, he asked Shen Lin Yuzi.

"Apart from going to the Ninja Pond to transplant lotus flowers, you spend your rest of your time practicing. It is also beneficial to relax occasionally."

"You call this relaxation?"

"Boom!"

Yuan Qingsu's movement of stretching his body stopped, and the two stopped.

After the thunder, a gust of wind suddenly blew up and the wind chimes kept ringing.

"Do you want to go down?"

Yuan Qingsu didn't finish his words, the next moment, the raindrops fell like pearls with broken lines.

Splashes splashed everywhere, hookahs rose, and thunder rumbling in my ears.

Shenlin Yuzi raised his arm and blocked his head.

She saw Yuan Qingsu subconsciously stretched out her hands, protected her head, and sheltered her from the rain.

Tourists in the shrine exclaimed, hiding from all over the place and going their separate ways.

She heard the familiar smell of Qingsu.

"It's useless if you block it."

"If I don't use it, will I not block it?"

Yuan Qingsu lowered her head and stared at Shen Lin Yuzi.

The straight black hair that grew to the waist, the hair was wet, and stuck to the snow-white cheeks. The wind was so charming, like weeping willows in the wind and lotus flowers in the rain.

Further down, the white witch's suit embroidered with magnolia flowers was wet with rain, depicting the exquisiteness of her breasts.

Shen Lin Yuzi cut his hand on his waist.

"Love, love, can't help but cannot help, and it's involuntary. It's a magical trick, and it's involuntary. It's round and smooth, and it's a crystal clear and smooth." Yuan Qingsu covered her waist and explained with pain.

"Um?"

"It hurts so much that it hurts."
Chapter completed!