The corners of his lips curled in a reassuring arc, warm at first glance, subtle and distant.

A man dressed in a simple black Hanfu stepped forward. There were no accessories on the garment, except for a dark red stroke that was as wide as a dried blood stain that covered all the outer edges, and the strokes were hollowed out black moire. The man was muscular, but not overly burly, and his broad shoulders held the garment up just right.

That ordinary and gentle face was full of smiles, but there was a pitch-black cloth band covering his eyes, so that the smile could not be fully displayed in front of Yuyuko of Seiyaji Temple. A black dress highlights the plain whiteness of a man's skin, which cannot be compared with a woman like an undead, but it is also rare among men. His hair is black and white, not the gray of aging, but the opposite, natural, healthy color of the white tiger's markings. The black one was jet black, the white one was pure and untouched, and the long, unrestrained hair almost hung down and dragged along the cherry blossom-strewn ground with the wide hem of the robe.

His steps were steady and regular, and the square table of Yuyuko in Saigyuji Temple was very close to the dead trees, so the man only needed a few steps to walk to the table, smiling and arching his hands.

"Jiu Yang, the lord of the white jade building. I heard the cherry blossoms of the underworld for a long time, and when I saw it today, it was true. Uninvited guests, uninvited, and I hope the princess will forgive me. ”

"We are all dead, so we don't have to be so formal. I don't know what the gentleman's name is, but are you interested in sitting and drinking with the little girl?"

Yuyuko of Saigyoji Temple suddenly became interested in this stranger, and she quietly looked at this man who she couldn't see through, and she was not worried about what he would do to her.

Although she looks confused, lazy and unreliable on weekdays, in fact, Yuyuko of Xixing Temple is far superior to others in terms of strength and brainpower, even if she only deliberately hides her swordsmanship in order to take care of her loyal court master, it is enough to make her known as a generation of masters, so she doesn't think that anything can hurt herself.

And if he takes 10,000 steps back, even if there is really anything that can hurt him, Purple will not let them get close.

So the undead princess watched the uninvited guest with great interest and extended a rare invitation.

"Thank you for the magnanimity of the princess, then I will be respectful and obey. ”

The man smiled, his face unrecognizable to his age. His face seemed to be crowned, and he seemed to stand upright, not confused, and the dull and tired aura emanating from him was only possessed by an old man in his twilight years. The black-and-white man sat cross-legged, took out a bronze sakew from his sleeve, and poured himself a half-jue sake.

Yuyuko of Saigyoji Temple noticed his hand, the palm is wider than that of ordinary people, the five fingers are slender, and the webbing between the fingers is particularly obvious, almost more than half an inch long, which makes the man's palm from the front and back sides, the five fingers are completely different lengths.

In general, it is indeed the same as bats.

"This time I came to talk to the princess, and cherry blossom viewing is only secondary. As for the name...... I am a dead person who has no one to remember, and I have long forgotten my surname, first name, and characters......"

The man took a sip of wine and groaned. I don't know if it's because of thinking or sake, his brows are slightly raised, and two thick black eyebrows are raised, as thick as a mountain.

"There is no day in the white night, and the moon replaces it...... Just call me...... Mian Xing ......"

"Mianxing?" "Yuyuko of Xixing Temple laughed, "What a strange name, it sounds like an old man who has been in the world for many years. ”

"Perhaps, who made me a strange person?"

The man who called himself Mian Xing laughed heroically, not annoyed by the rudeness of the undead. He was a gentle and generous man, at least Yuyuko of Saigyuji thought he was.

Perhaps this is also the reason why the seemingly demure and gentle but actually playful and eccentric undead princess dares to play tricks on this person who can't see through her strength.

He is almost the perfect embodiment of the word "old friend". When you gradually forgot him, the memory was dusted, and you sat alone in the rocking chair basking in the sun, a hand suddenly ripped off the cigarette at the corner of your mouth, and you looked at the uninvited guest who broke into your yard in annoyance, and the man who didn't seem to be old smiled and patted you on the shoulder with a smile and dust covered in cold and dust, so the yellowed photo floated from the depths of your memory, and the colors were vivid.

“…… Did we know each other before?"

That inexplicable feeling drove Yuyuko of Xixing Temple to sit up straight slightly, and asked softly with some expectation.

The man smiled, and shook his head slowly as he threw his head up and drank the sake from the dry sake lord.

"No, I just heard about you from someone close to me. ”

"Someone close to you?" the undead were curious.

"yes. Mian Xing's pale fingers gently rubbed the gluttonous lines on the winelord, and the fingertips brushed over the gluttonous horns, and then tapped its pupils, the bulging eyes hollow and dead, glowing with a faint light. "Very close, very close people, as close as ......"

"Loved ones are ......"

The man lowered his head slightly, his long hair hung down, his lips were still curvature, and he played with the old but neat wine lord in his hand, like an elegant collector. But the tired and warm breath became melancholy and cold, like a peak covered with snow all year round towering in front of you, and the splendor you had seen before was only the reflected light, and the center of it rejected all light.

For some reason, the undead princess suddenly shuddered.

"Do you want to know who is buried under this dead cherry blossom?"

Mian Xing suddenly raised his head, no sadness or joy. Those warmth or coldness were all eliminated from this man's body, and Yuyuko of Xixing Temple suddenly found that when Mian Xing was not smiling, a heavy and vast coercion would emerge from him, and the source of those coercion was the same as the light and dust, like a mortal man, undisturbed.

“…… I kind of want to, but more often than not, I want to see how it blooms. Yuyuko sipped her glass and replied naturally and fluently. "After all, this is the largest cherry tree in the underworld, wouldn't it be a pity if you couldn't see it blooming?"

For some reason, Yuyuko of Saiyuji Temple never thought that the man in front of him who was five feet apart would hurt herself, it was just an intuition, the so-called sixth sense.

And she believes in her sixth sense.

"Seeing each other today is fate, if you want to see it......"

The man stood up from the futon and appeared under the withered cherry tree in an instant, and even the owner of the White Jade Mansion did not catch his movements.

Mian Xing stretched out his hand and pressed his pale and broad palm against the black and solid trunk of the dead tree. To this tree, the man is as small as a mayfly.

But the grasshopper shook the dead tree.

"Don't you want to see it? But only for a moment, don't look away. ”

"[Anti-Soul Butterfly - Nine Points]. ”

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