Yuan Qingsu wrung her wet clothes and walked up from the pond.

When the early spring wind blew, my body felt colder, and what was even colder was his heart and a gray future.

When he first came to Shiratsuyama Shrine, he was ready to face the monsters, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

He is very confident in himself.

There has never been anyone who makes him feel inferior to the other party; there has never been anything that makes him feel that he can't do it seriously.

Hearing that the battle was terrible, even the unfathomable Shen Lin Yuzi would die, he didn't take it seriously.

It only takes one month of practice and cannot play a role, but he thinks he can still do it after surviving. There is no reason why other newcomers can survive, but he cannot.

Who would have thought that not to say that it would take one month or half a month.

This is the next day, and tomorrow is only three days.

Yuan Qingsu took off her top and jacket and hung it on the clothesline that was still empty today. Then she sat on the edge of the corridor, allowing her hair to drip down her neck.

He didn't say a word, thinking about how to write a suicide note to his mother. His usual clear ideas were a ball of paste at this time.

‘So you are so afraid of death.’ Yuan Qingsu laughed at herself in her heart.

Shen Lin Yuzi glanced at him, his handsome face was expressionless.

"The day after tomorrow is the time when cherry blossoms are blooming in Tokyo. [Muhua Blossom Yeji] will pass by. The goal of this battle is not Him, but His branch." Her eyes turned to the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

"【Muhua Blooms of Yeji】?"

"The monster born in the cherry blossoms may also be this monster born with the cherry blossoms."

"But there are cherry blossoms everywhere in Japan." Yuan Qingsu looked up at Shenlin Yuzi.

Even from the perspective of looking up, this woman is equally beautiful, so beautiful that she has no blind spots.

"This is because [Muhua Kai Yeji] has been alive."

After Shen Lin Yuzi's explanation, Yuan Qingsu figured out the rough idea.

Every February, starting from Okinawa, then Kyushu, Shikoku, then to Kyoto, Tokyo, and finally to the Aokinoku of Hokkaido, the cherry blossoms continue to bloom along this route.

In the eyes of practitioners, this is the movement route of [Muhua Blossom Yeji].

He will not kill people immediately.

His divine aura will lurk in a person's body until the person feels that his life is at its happiest moment. This divine aura will make this person kill himself.

After death, this person's abilities will become nutrients for nearby cherry blossom trees.

"There is a corpse buried under the cherry blossom tree", this famous quote that is well-known in Japan is not just a saying.

A long time ago, when [Muhua Kai Yeji] first appeared, although He was strong, he was not strong enough to be destroyed.

Since there were no victims at the beginning, all the practitioners at that time were lucky and unwilling to risk their possible death and gave up the attack.

When a suicide occurs, it is also not noticed.

Until the prevalence of the thought of mourning, the entire Japanese people believed that people should die at the best moments of life, and then practitioners discovered the danger of [Muhua Blooming Yeji].

Then it was too late.

When I opened my eyes, there were cherry blossoms everywhere, and the cherry blossoms were already connected with the Japanese.

The ideal that seems beautiful but is actually cowardly has been rooted in thought and has been passed down from generation to generation.

The three rulers of Japan began to organize practitioners to stop [Muhua Kai Yeji].

It is impossible to completely eradicate it. Only when the cherry blossoms are full of cherry blossoms, the branches that continue to spread [Muhua Blossom Yeji] can be destroyed as much as possible, so as to reduce the appearance of suicides and curb His growth.

But everything has its pros and cons, even if it is failure and disappointment, [Muhua Kai Yeji] is no exception.

Stop His growth became the safest battle of all monsters.

Gradually, practitioners choose their debut battles in the season when cherry blossoms are blooming, so that they can increase their experience and have more possibilities to survive.

The group of students who registered in "Yinyang Lao" yesterday are the practitioners of this year.

"So that's how it is." Yuan Qingsu supported her hands behind her, looked at the sky in the distance, and felt expectant in her heart.

It turns out that he still has the power to fight, and it is not a situation where he dies without doing anything. He likes this kind of challenge too much.

After a while, he said, "A moment just now, I was actually very afraid of death."

"Be honest if you are afraid of death!" Bai Zi taught a lesson in a fierce manner.

Yuan Qingsu probably guessed why Bai Zi's attitude towards him was so bad.

Because of his joining, Shen Lin Yuzi can participate in the battle, and he is likely to live to be 25 years old.

As the Shikigami of the god Lin Yuko, of course she would not have any good face to him.

"Not afraid of death is not the real courage of a person." Shen Lin Yuzi said indifferently, "Those who are afraid of death will eventually die for the idea in their hearts. This is the real courage."

"Isn't this just Miss Shen Lin, you are yourself?" Yuan Qingsu looked up at her.

Although the fifth sentence was not reached, Shen Lin Yuzi did not answer and turned around and entered the Kawashima.

"Bai Zi." Yuan Qingsu turned her eyes to the girl in a military uniform.

"What's up."

"Give you a chance to teach me a lesson." Yuan Qingsu stood up and raised the "North Star".

Bai Zi glanced at Kazumi and turned the bell into a small Taidao while deliberately yelling:

"This is what you asked for yourself, I can't help but guide you for a while!"

After waiting for a while, she jumped up from the corridor when she saw that there was no reaction from the room.

"Bare you, piglet, to death!"

The little Taidao slashed towards Yuan Qingsu with the whistling sound of the wind.

Yuan Qingsu, who had already prepared, waved his sword to greet him.

The Taidao collided with the sword, and with a "kneel" sound, the two bounced away from each other, and then rushed towards each other.

In the courtyard, the sound of metallic swords and swords colliding, the thunder of spells, the sound of flowing water, the sound of rolling wood, and the black and golden lights are one after another, dazzling and dazzling.

"Come on! Come on!" The butterfly little people sat in a row on the corridor and applauded vigorously.

Shen Lin Yuzi, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, glanced at the courtyard and slowly closed her eyes amid the noisy sound.

"So Bai Zi, you are so powerful." After a fight, Yuan Qingsu's nose was blue and swollen, and her face was full of admiration.

"Call me instructor, piglet!" Bai Zi was still like a little angel, with her skin as clean as it was almost transparent.

"Instructor!"

"Hmph~" Bai Zi put his sword on his waist and tidied up his military cap with handsome hands.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and the pond in the yard was shining with the sunset. Yuan Qingsu packed up his things and prepared to leave.

"Come here at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning." At some point, Shen Lin Yuzi stood in the corridor.

"I can't afford to come, I can only go to a place that costs money." Yuan Qingsu didn't even look back, carefully wrapping the sword in a tennis bag.

"I'm going to Haode Temple. There is a pre-war meeting. You can come if you want." Leaving this sentence, the witch disappeared in the corridor again.

"I'm going to the battlefield the day after tomorrow, and I'm wasting my time."

That's it, you still have to go.

Yuan Qingsu looked at a butterfly man next to her who was eating grapes. The grapes the size of beads looked like watermelons to her, holding them and gnawing them there.

"Do you have a name?" he asked softly.

"No." The butterfly little man sat by the corridor, eating grapes and watching the sunset. His little mouth was bulging and very cute.

"Then I call you Miss Butterfly. Miss Butterfly, can you ask for a question?"

The Butterfly Little Man turned his head, looked up at him, and took a bite of grapes in his mouth.

"Miss Shen Lin takes a shower at night?" Yuan Qingsu's voice became lighter.

The butterfly little man opened his round eyes and nodded.

"Then why didn't I see clothes drying for two consecutive days? Just forget it if I don't change my coat, inside... no no!"

Yuanqingsu was wrapped in a ribbon-shaped golden light and was about to be thrown into the pool.

"Why do I go back when my clothes are wet! Miss Shenlin! Miss Shenlin!"

After admitting his mistake, Jin Guang threw him back.

"You can hear any ear." He patted the dust on his pants =.

"Hahaha!" The butterfly man smiled, his mouth full of grape juice.

She kicked the calf and said happily: "You said to me, of course Lord Yuzi knows it."

"Can she hear the sounds Shikigami heard?" Yuan Quinsu said curiously.

"Yes--" The butterfly man looked up at the wind chimes on the eaves of the corridor, pondered for a while, and then nodded with the momentum that he wanted to throw his head off.
To be continued...