Mao Jiji looked down at Jiukong Xun who was working the other side, and felt a sense of depression inexplicably. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Half an hour before the clock ticks.

At that time, Jiukong Xun dragged Mao Jiuji into a guest room, just when Mao Jiu Xuanji thought that Jiukong Xun was going to do something to her.

Jiukong Xun sat on a stool and asked Mao Ji, "Do you have paper and pens?" ”

Inexplicably, Mao Jiji handed the nine-air smoked paper, the ink that had been sharpened, and the brush.

Then Jiukong Xun has been there to bury his head in writing, and no longer pay attention to Mao Ji.

Unexpectedly, Mao Ji, who originally planned to take the opportunity to start, was frightened by the abnormal aura of Jiukong Smoke, sat aside and didn't dare to make a sound, and occasionally helped Jiukong Smoke to polish ink.

What does this guy want to do? Mao Jiji gritted her teeth, and the black gas on her hands loomed.

Jiukong Fu, who seems to focus on paper and ink, gives her a strange sense of oppression.

Mao Ji, who calmed down, found that she had been surrounded by this strange black-robed man. The almost angry promise just now has now put Mao Jiji in a strange situation.

Mao Jiji really couldn't understand that this guy spent so much money to buy her, and he was just here to ask her to help polish the ink?

[Hypocrites who pretend to be posturing...... I don't believe you can endure it for so long......] Mao Jiji looked at Jiukong Xun hatefully: [As long as you show a flaw, I can pinch off your head! ] 】

So Mao Jiji waited for a long time.

From morning to dusk, Jiukong Xun was still working hard to write.

Mao Jiji has already worn off several large pieces of ink, but the Nine Empty Smoke still has no tendency to stop.

Mao Ji, who was about to sit still, began to regret why she was so reckless, and she realized that the black-robed person in front of her did not seem to have the "seven emotions and six desires" of normal people.

But Mao Ji, who still doesn't believe in evil, is still waiting, she doesn't believe in any man, and she doesn't believe that there is a man in the world who is not interested in her.

[Damn......] Mao Jiji looked at the ghost mask on Jiukong Xun's face, and felt kicked the iron plate for the first time.

Just when Mao Jiji couldn't help but want to disturb out loud, Jiukong Xun finally stopped writing and put down the pen.

[Is it coming, damn it?] Mao's eyes were covered by the shadow of bangs, just enough to cover her hairy resentful eyes: [Just like those six scumbags did to me at that time? 】

The most terrifying thing about this kind of monster is that it is......

When the ignorant spend the night with them, the next day the victim will grow hair all over their bodies and eventually suffocate to death.

And Mao Jiji has never had a relationship with a man since she died.

But the humiliation suffered today, if not doubled......

Even if it's a little more painful, as long as you can get the scum punished, it doesn't matter.

Jiukong Xun stopped writing, in the eyes of Mao Ji, she was a prelude to violence against her.

However, things were unexpected by Mao Ji.

"What's your name?" The unusually cold words came, and I couldn't hear a little lust.

"Call me Leaf."

"Leaf, play me a song." Jiukong Xun put down his pen, and the eyes of the ghost mask looked directly at Mao Ji, who was named Yezi.

"Huh?" The leaves froze.

"Didn't I say I wanted to meet the legendary geisha?" Jiukong Xun cocked Erlang's legs and looked at Mao Yezi with some displeasure.

[Don't get excited, don't get excited...... This is just this hypocrite's pretentious gesture, don't be fooled......] Ye Zi kept reminding himself in his heart, and then smiled hypocritically at Jiukong: "What do you want to hear?" ”

"Feel free, whatever you are good at." Kukura casually grabbed a handful of shamisen, pinched a pick, and threw it to the leaves.

Ye grabbed the plectrum and plucked it slightly on top of the shamisen and tried to string it.

"Then please enjoy it." Ye Zi smirked at Kukuga, and the plectrum began to dance on the shamisen.

The pleasant sound of the song came into the ears of Jiukong Xun, although Jiukong Xun didn't understand music, but the music played by Ye Dan seemed to be based on cheerful and lively.

I have to say that although the real body is [Mao Ji], Ye Zi's attainments in music are indeed very deep, and this level cannot be reached by ordinary people without more than ten years of hard practice.

The sammisen plucks are constantly beating, as if in a brisk rhythm. Combined with the beautiful appearance of the leaves, it is really pleasing to the eye.

But Jiukong Smoke got tired of it.

"Stop." Jiukong Xun stopped playing the leaves, and the beautiful music came to an abrupt end.

Jiukong Xun looked at the leaves who were still smiling brightly, and sighed silently in his heart.

"Doesn't it sound good?" Ye Zi was still smiling: "I'm really sorry...... I'll change my instrument again......"

"If you want to play a sad song, you can also play, and this kind of festive song with blood and tears is really disgusting to me." The golden pupils of the Nine Voids Smoke glowed slightly under the ghost mask, and Ye Zi couldn't hide it and had to smile lightly, and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry...... But today, the adults spent a lot of money to buy me a cheap girl, how can I not play some celebratory songs? ”

Kuku took the shamisen from Yezi's hand and began to learn the action that Ye had just done to debug it.

Ye Zi just wanted to say something, but the plectrum of the Nine Empty Smoke had already moved.

"Wait ......!" Ye's words froze.

The chic music from a different era is miraculously displayed again through the shamisen.

Recalling the scattered and broken memories of the past, Jiukong Xun sat there like an emotionless sculpture, but the pick in his hand kept moving.

[こよい風吹きぬける丘の上在今宵微風吹的hill上上]

[酒glass に落ちた月を呑む暢飲月光Projection to]

[去りし人と見しあの月を死人与the moon that has been witnessed]

[今までも忘れず今也沒有忘記]

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The forgotten memories once again surfaced in Jiukongxun's mind, the days of struggle and the days of fighting.

The days of laughter, the days of weeping.

Memories overlap with this song "砕月イノチ (砕月生活)"。

Emotions are gradually forgotten, and as they become stronger day by day, the qualifications of the Nine Voids as a human being are gradually deprived. In the end, there is nothing left, only the seemingly powerful Blade Oni Man.

People and ghosts have different paths, and Jiukong Xun, who has abandoned everything, has gained nothing. Even under the cover of chic and free and easy, there is a different kind of numbness and loneliness.

Friends who raised their glasses and drank in the past: the leader of Dayue, the master craftsman.

The promise of yesteryear.

In the end, it was constantly worn out by time and disappeared. At that time, only the nine sky smoke as a ghost man was left to wander alone.

Sometimes, in the face of the intact moon, Nine Sky Smoke really has the idea of shattering.

However, Jiukong Xun frowned: [What's the matter with me? 】

In vain, the former Oriental Chef Jiukong Smoke, who tried to impress the monster with the music of the 21st century, made this modern pretending activity a great success because of the inexplicable state of the young people!

Jiukong Xun, who had finished playing, patted the shoulder of the stunned leaf, sighed and said, "You're still a little close." ”

"Ha, ha. I really didn't expect that adults are also good at playing shamisen, and they are ugly women. Ye Zi saluted to Jiukong Smoke, and complimented Jiukong Smoke with admiration.

"So now, let's talk about why you're in such pain." Jiukong Xun still showed no mercy, his fingers crossed each other, looking at the leaves with a false smile.

"What are you talking about, being appreciated by adults is the greatest happiness of a humble girl, how dare you suffer?" Ye Zi denied with a smile.

The ghost mask glared at the leaf with angry eyes.

"Adult ......"

Jiukong Xun still didn't speak.

"My lord really is, how can I ...... anything"

"Say."

The golden pupils hidden under the ghost mask kept flickering: "Don't think about lying. ”

Seeing the leaves that couldn't be hidden, he smiled helplessly and said self-deprecatingly: "If the adults want to know, the humble girl will tell you." ”

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Once upon a time there was a drunkard who was caught and executed for forcibly having sex with a woman.

However, the woman gave birth to a baby girl, named "Ye", hoping that she would grow up like a leaf without wind or danger.

The leaves grew up quickly under the care of women. She has grown into an unusually beautiful girl, and the men in the city covet her beauty.

But Ye ignored the men around him who proposed marriage,

Finally one day, Ye met a man. They fell in love and soon fell in love.

Later tragedy arose.

One day, Ye's door was violently slammed open. Several fierce ** broke in, and the women who tried to stop were beaten to death.

Ye was caught in a "restaurant" and became a geisha.

Finally one day.

Ye was drunk by the guests, and was immediately carried to the room by the guests.

Six people.

There were six people in total, taking turns to commit violence against Ye, including the man she once loved.

Ye understood everything.

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"Well, I understand." Jiukong Xun nodded and said to Ye Zi, "You mean you're afraid that I will be violent to you?" ”

"No, it's not like that, the lowly girl is just ...... Didn't get used to ......"

"Understood." Jiukong Xun gave a money ticket to Yezi: "Acting shopkeeper, another guest room." ”

"Ahh No, my lord. I didn't mean that......"

Ignoring the arguing leaves, Jiukong Xun turned around and pushed open the door to leave.

"You'll sleep here tonight, and I'll go next door." With that, the door was gently shut.

Ye Zi sat alone on the stool, his expression frozen.