"Master Zhuziwang"

"Just call me Qingsu."

"Qisu Jun, the leader of the Fujiwara family wants to meet you." On the way down the mountain, Genagato looked at Genaga's face and spoke, "Fujiwara's family lives in Higashisanjo Hall."

"Fujiwara? What's the matter with me?" asked Genkisu.

Yuan Yongde glanced at Lin Yuzi quietly and subconsciously lowered his voice: "It should be a marriage."

Yuan Qingsu smiled and didn't say anything.

Yuan Yongde doesn’t know what he means, is he rejected, or is it inconvenient to talk about it now?

But Yuan Qingmei was sure to refuse, and she had been observing Yuan Qingsu.

Yuan Qingsu and her, Yuan Yongde were neither cold nor hot when they talked.

There was no expression on it, but there was not much emotion. When I turned around and talked to Shen Lin Yuzi, I immediately smiled.

When Shen Lin Yuzi spoke, he always looked at her. When he was looking at her with that look, all women would be moved.

The way the two get along is inexplicably longing for.

If possible, Genkimi also wants to find a boyfriend who looks at her like this.

Yuan Yongde refused to send a car to take them back, Yuan Qingsu and his wife still took public transportation to return to Kyoto.

As soon as he returned to the Heian Temple, the little butterfly ran over.

"Master Yuzi!Master Yuzi! Baizi's stomachache!"

"Half ache? Someone poisoned it, or did monsters appear in Wenjing District?" Yuan Qingsu asked subconsciously.

Shen Lin Yuzi did not answer and speeded up slightly.

The two walked into the guest room of Qifengchi with the little butterfly. Bai Zi was lying on the bed, holding her belly and wailing. The glutinous leaves that Yuan Qingsu lent her to play with was pushed to the corner of the bed.

Seeing her appearance, Yuan Qingsu felt relieved. He could scream so strongly, it was probably not that there was a monster in Wenjing District.

"Baizi." Shenlin Yuzi sat beside the bed, gently stroked her belly with her hands, and golden divine power flowed into Baizi's body like hot spring water.

Bai Zi gradually stopped crying out the pain, lying on the bed, her crystal-clear little mouth slowly gasping.

"What's wrong, Miss Baizi?" Yuan Qingsu asked gloatingly.

Bai Zi glanced at him and hummed.

"Master Oko," she said to Kanlin Oko, "It rained heavily in the shrine and the mountain collapsed a little."

"Yes." Shen Lin Yuzi's voice was soft, and she didn't take it to heart. She continued to wrap Bai Zi with her divine power.

Bai Zi looked at Yuan Qingsu again with a lively expression on his face.

"What do you think?" Yuan Qingsu was confused first, then understood, "My vegetable garden!"

During this holiday trip, whether it was Shikigami Yuko's Shikigami or Himeguchi's Sixteen Nights, they all came out, and the Shiratsuyama Shrine was empty and only animals were there.

"What's wrong with my vegetable garden?" He asked Bai Zi quickly.

"It's gone." Bai Zi's tone was so happy that she seemed to be singing, and the ending sound was nice, "The house was gone, either."

"My book." Yuan Qingsu looked sad, "Miss Shen Lin, you rub me too, and my stomach began to hurt."

"The toilet is there." The little butterfly pulled the clothes on his shoulders and pointed enthusiastically in the direction of the toilet.

Source Denso:"

Shen Lin Yuzi smiled slightly, and she said, "After going back, you can move to me."

"Hmm?" Yuan Qingsu looked up and looked at her in disbelief.

"Now even the Great Imperial Office is eyeing you. Don't waste time building a house, washing clothes, cooking, and rushing your vegetable garden, and hurry up and practice." When Shen Lin Yuzi said this, the smile on his face calmed down, and his tone seemed to be in office.

"I don't agree!" Bai Zi said loudly.

"Let him help you cook." Shen Lin Yuzi patted her belly.

Bai Zi hummed twice, looking obviously moved, but still pretended to be reluctant and said, "Okay."

Yuan Qingsu still stared at Shen Lin Yuzi: "Really can it?"

Shen Lin Yuzi generally doesn't waste any energy to answer such questions, she said:

"After moving in, the charge for 10,000 yuan per hour will be cancelled, and it will be charged once a year, at a time of 100 million yuan."

"Are you kidding?" Yuan Qingsu thought he had heard it wrong.

"When did I joke with you?"

"Although it's not often, it can occasionally be. The rent of 100 million yuan a year is too much. I'm a song fairy for nothing?"

"Do you think I care about your money? Do you know how much does it cost to own a shrine in the secret realm?"

"Okay." Yuan Qingsu could only recognize him.

This is also a happy event.

Suddenly, Yuan Qingsu thought of Ji Gong Shiliu Ye. She knew what she would think about this matter? Will she be angry?

Late at night, sitting on the roof of Yasaka Shrine Hall, holding hands with sweat and relish, admiring the scene of the gorgeous fireworks, which appeared before him again.

‘It’s good,’ then he thought, ‘Live in doesn’t mean anything, but at least it will let Sixteen Ye know his determination.’

He picked up the fragrant leaves, rumbled on his right index finger, and turned around and walked out of Qifengchi.

"Don't go to the toilet?" Little Butterfly asked in confusion with her fingers pointing her lower lip, tilting her little head.

"No need, thank you little butterfly." He said with a smile.

My stomach seems to be hurting a little.

Starting from the 18th, Yuan Qingsu will be held in the Daji Palace.

There is no threshold, no conditions are required, and you can listen as long as you come.

Before dawn, Daji Hall could no longer sit down. Finally, even the Hall of Hall and the square were filled, and they squeezed to Yingtian Gate.

The Peace Palace announced that it would be renovated for half a month. In this half month, Yuan Qingsu would read the "Great Sun Tathagata Mantra" every day, as well as various simple and easy-to-learn mantras.

He did not announce the demon body curse, and some dangerous spells in the bay leaf crown were also powerful or magical, so he was naturally criticized by some people.

He was too lazy to care about these things, preaching during the day, practicing at night, and resting occasionally for a long time.

"We are going back tomorrow, where are you?" On August 29, he was fishing in the Imperial Temple Shenquan Garden, and Ji Gong Shiliuye also took a fishing rod aside.

"It's better here too." Ji Gong Shiliu Ye tied his long hair and fixed it with a hairpin inlaid with cherry blossoms. His style was so beautiful that he looked like a beauty walking out of a painting.

Yuan Qingsu looked at the motionless float on the Chi side and said:

"A few days ago, it rained heavily in Tokyo and mountain slides occurred in Shiratsuyama Shrine."

"Hmm, then what?"

"My house and vegetable garden are gone."

"What?" Ji Gong Shiliuye looked over and then smiled, "Look, let's do less bad things in your daily life, and retribution will come."

"I am worthy of being the lord of Kyoto. If you make something out of nothing, you can just speak up." Yuan Qingsu said in admiration.

"Hmm." Ji Gong Shiliuye made a proud voice.

Seeing her in a good mood, Yuan Qingsu hesitated for two seconds and decided to speak.

"Shen Lin Yuzi invited me to live in her place, so don't waste time building a house, cooking, and washing clothes."

"Did you agree?"

"Um."

"That's it." Ji Gong Shiliuye nodded and continued to look at his float. "Okay, more and more people are staring at you now. Your demon body curse is limited, and it is a good thing to spend time on cultivation."

Yuan Qingsu looked at her and found that her expression was not abnormal, and even agreed.

On the night of the cool festival, the 16th night was caused by the witch's consciousness, and they were having fun with him?

Or is the purpose of the Great Yusou let Shen Lin Yuzi approach him, but the person close to him was replaced by Shiliu Ye himself?

"A little unhappy." Yuan Qingsu was thinking when suddenly a depressed voice came from his ears.

He raised his head and looked at Ji Gong Shiliu Ye who was staring at the water.

Yuan Qingsu didn't know what to say for a moment. What made him sad and entangled was that he was happy without being controlled by his will.

When he was stunned, "It's hook!" Ji Gong Shiliuye excitedly raised the fishing rod, a small black carp struted his tail desperately on the hook.

"How about who caught more? The loser will have a condition for the winner." Ji Gong Shiliuye did not go to unhook the hook, and turned his head and smiled and said to Yuan Qingsu.

Her appearance makes people wonder if the words "unhappy" just now are an illusion.

"Don't bet, don't bet." Yuan Qingsu refused without thinking.

He turned his head and happened to see his fish float moving, so he quickly pulled it up, a flame-colored carp hanging on it.

"Look, you caught it too, don't be afraid, come on, Master Qing."
To be continued...