[[[cp|w:600|h:430|a:c|u:/chapters/20146/23/31633256353914772276]]] Time flows, like a river that flows endlessly, only advances and does not retreat, but memory is the scale of time, it can go backwards and roll in the direction of the past. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

So, Gensokyo Season Seventy-Four - or Seventy-Three? Seventy-five? Or sixty-nine? It doesn't matter, it's just time, and keeping it in mind won't increase the puppet master's experience.

It was a fine day, a summer morning, the depths of the Enchanted Forest were still refreshing, the steaming water carried away the accumulated heat, the dense foliage kept the heat out, and I couldn't help but think to myself that it was a wise decision to set up a house in the Enchanted Forest, even after fifty or sixty years.

I deliberately changed into a sky blue dress to express my joy in the sky, I got up early to take care of my personal and house hygiene, I stepped out of the door to the grassy open space to breathe in the humid but fresh air, humming a small tune by the way, throwing Shanghai and a large group of dolls into the air, a dozen small puppets flying in the air and whirling, with the symphony in my heart to perform an inexplicable drama.

Of course, the reason why I am in a good mood is not that the weather is good, but that good weather can easily lead to a good mood, and joy can be a cheap disappointment.

What, then, makes Miss Alice Magtroyd happy? Naturally, because it is Shanghai sauce who leads the rehearsal of the drama in the air, last night, when the clock hand was close to ten o'clock, Shanghai officially transformed from an ordinary puppet into a "creature" with a little logical judgment ability, although intellectually it may not be as good as a human four-year-old baby, but it should be noted that Shanghai has not become a monster like a mourning god, and it has not been forced into the mochi stolen from the underworld to make up the number, she is a behemoth magic path carved in the body of a puppet, so as to get close to "human" The ability to think of a new type of creature.

Even if Shanghai is far from a complete person, and it can even be said to be a failure for a perfectionist, I have no reason to hide the joy in my heart, with the initial achievements, there will naturally be more and greater achievements to follow, and I have time to carry out my research, so it is not complacent to spend a day or two celebrating the new students in Shanghai.

This good news will undoubtedly need to be shared, and as for who to turn to, the first choice is, of course, Miss Pache Noregi, the gloomy witch of the Red Devil Pavilion, who, since I made Shanghai, has always been friendly to Shanghai itself like a cute child, but she has scoffed at my theories and methods, and disparaged them as "picking up the scraps of the old times and having no future".

Of course, I know why she dismissed my method as a "joke", because I myself knew that the future of the theory was in doubt, and that the theory itself had a rather lazy logic, and that the argument that magic was omnipotent was undoubtedly telling the magician that everything should be left to the mysterious nature. For a magician with great academic pursuits, leaving everything to nature is no different from giving up the work of a magician.

However, I don't think much about it for the sake of the initial results, and I think that depicting a complex and intricate groove loop is no easier than making the Philosopher's Stone, and that technical work is also quite important compared to thinking. What's more, Miss Patchouli's unreserved sarcastic gesture made me feel very angry, so the research and production in Shanghai went all the way and finally came to fruition.

But compared to the legendary predecessors, the gap is still not small, and the complacent ambition can only last for a few days, and I think that after that, I will have to continue my work diligently.

Now, when you've had enough fun, let's go to the Red Devil Pavilion and find Miss Patchouli to show off the results of my work—Shanghai.

"Phew!" The last note of the symphony stirred in my heart, and then there was a leisurely silence, and I left Shanghai with me, while the rest of the dolls rushed back to the display table in the room, waiting for the next call.

"Shanghai, let's go, visit the gloomy purple dwarf winter melon, do you remember her? It doesn't matter, it's best if you don't know, and when the time comes, let her know that cute things can only be obtained through hard work! Ah, my home is the cutest in Shanghai......"

I saw Shanghai nodding and shaking his head on the side, probably bombarded by my language barrage to the point of confusion?

"Don't be in a hurry, let's walk, no, Shanghai is good to fly, your little short legs are not designed for walking."

So, on the woodland where the light sprinkled through the gaps in the leaves intertwined with the light intertwined, I walked briskly towards the forest, and Shanghai flew around me, as if I was experiencing a new life that was closely related to her but mysterious.

It is not uncommon to encounter mushrooms and other fungi under large trees or on the branches of fallen and decaying trees, but I am not very interested in these kinds of magic items that are used for magic tricks more than for research, because the focus of the project is different. Maybe in the future, there will be a magical apprentice who likes these mushrooms to move to live in the enchanted forest? I'm not really looking forward to it either.

Passing by a glade, I turned my head to look left and right again at the steeple wooden house, although the appearance is not as ornate as my small bungalow, it looks solid and reliable, and the area is not smaller than mine, the main body of the wooden house seems to have been processed by someone with special magical technology, I have seen it located here when I moved to Gensokyo, and I have not seen the decay and decay of the house, but I have never seen the owner of the house in or out of it, not even in or outside the Enchanted Forest.

So I don't even know if my neighbors, if they exist, are male or female, magicians, or even alive. I've been inside to see the layout of the room, and judging by the style of the furniture, the owner of the cabin is roughly a magician (or magic apprentice?) from the temperate and cold regions. The design of the fireplace seems to be ventilated and insulated, but it has not been used for many years, and the bedroom has a life-size mercury mirror, which makes me guess that the owner of the cabin is mostly a woman, but I can't rule out other possibilities, but this is indifferent to me, I have not met the owner of the cabin for decades, and I don't think I will ever have the opportunity to meet him in the future.

Although I still wonder what kind of person this neighbor is, I don't want to dig people out to see them. Walking through the wooden house, and then following a path left by humans to go into the forest to pick mushrooms, and after a while, I walked out of the edge of the Enchanted Forest, and the atmosphere outside was not as cool and refreshing as the inside of the Enchanted Forest, although it was still a forest, grass, river, and lake all over the plains and hills, and this atmosphere was probably a major standard separating the inside and outside of the Enchanted Forest.

Are there any other criteria? Maybe, but I'm not going to go to Gensokyo Jack-of-all-trades Sister Zi to ask about it, I don't like her very much, on the one hand, because I'm often teased, and on the other hand, the reason is that she seems to know me very well, which is really a terrible idea, and it's undoubtedly a terrifying situation to be understood from head to toe from the outside to the inside by someone who doesn't like it very much.

Ever since I was abducted by Sister Purple decades ago into the countryside she called Gensokyo, I have been subjected to the daily greetings of this blonde sister from time to time, and although more than half of them are caring, the incidental ones are not very pleasant, and if I hadn't liked it the moment I stepped into this lush, peaceful and peaceful place, I would have packed up and found another place to live.

Don't think about unpleasant things, and it's really glad that Sister Zi's good mood wasn't disturbed by Sister Zi this morning.

ps:Next, I will officially announce a week of rest.,In addition,The barrage day evil ghost is all 1-9 days.,The tenth day is through one and eleven two scenes.,Why do I suddenly have the illusion of turning over with a broken hand to do a big touch? Is this Gensokyo's Gate's choice?