When Qingming opened her eyes, she couldn't help but be stunned.

In front of him was a very unfamiliar roof, and he sat up, barely holding his arms and looking around.

The furnishings in the room are very elegant, and some exquisite objects are not comparable to some nobles in Heiankyo.

He was wrinkled, wrapped in several loops of gauze, and his right arm was dislocated, which was tightly held in place by the strips of cloth.

The wound on his body was painful, but it was still within his tolerance.

- It should be said that injuries of this magnitude are already commonplace for him, and he doesn't feel that there is anything to pay attention to.

Don't know where this is......

Qingming pondered, and was struggling to get out of bed when he heard a somewhat familiar voice say, "Allah, are you awake?" ”

Qingming's eyes widened and he followed the sound and looked over.

A young man of twelve or thirteen years old was walking in at the door.

The little boy turned against the light, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only see that his figure was a little slender, and his light blonde hair was softly draped over his shoulders, which looked wrinkled and shining against the light outside.

The kimono he was wearing was gorgeous, and although he didn't know what it was, he could tell that it wasn't something that ordinary people could wear.

When he got closer, Qingming saw clearly, the little boy's facial features were exquisite, his eyes were very good-looking, and he looked at him with a smile in his pupils.

Qingming was in a trance for a moment, and blurted out the name of the little boy: "Qiao Xi? ”

Qiao Xi nodded, put the herbs in his hand on the table, and then sat down next to the table, holding his chin with his palm, and looked at Qing Ming with a sluggish expression: "It's me, I haven't seen you for a long time, Qing Mingjun." ”

Qingming blinked, a little unsure of how to react.

Speaking of which, he originally wanted to come to this youkai that made him feel comfortable, but when he saw it, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Qingming didn't speak, Qiao Xi didn't speak, and only smiled and looked at the future great onmyoji with his chin propped up.

After thinking about it, Qingming felt that this atmosphere might not be suitable for recuperation, so he should break the current atmosphere, so he opened his mouth and asked nonsense: "Is this your house?" ”

Qiao Xi couldn't help but laugh out loud, Qingming's ears unconsciously flushed a hint of red, and at this time, he also reacted to what he said, so he said in an angry voice: "What are you laughing at!" ”

Qiao Xi bent his eyes: "I just remembered something interesting." ”

The conversation sounded familiar, and the two of them remembered the first time they met, they looked at each other and couldn't help laughing at the same time.

When he laughed enough, the slight uncomfortable feeling in Qingming's heart disappeared wonderfully, he raised his eyes and swept Qiao Xi's face, remembering his experience before and after being unconscious, his face immediately became a little unpleasant.

He got off the bed with his intact hand, and his movements looked a little stiff, but Qiao Xi didn't mean to go up and hold on.

Not to mention that when Qingming was unconscious, he had already let Sa Dou be cured several times - Sa Dou, as a plant-based monster, although he was not very good at fighting, he was very good at healing.

Let's just say that with the arrogance of Abe Harumi, this injury is not to the point of needing someone to support him.

He moved to the table and sat opposite Qiao Xi in a few steps, his eyes turned around the room, then looked out of the door, and praised: "Your home is very good, but it makes people feel more comfortable than Kyoto." ”

- Especially since it is filled with a rich and gentle aura, which makes people feel very comfortable bathing in it.

Qiao Xi raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, this is normal, after all, this is in the mountains, and the aura should be more intense than in Kyoto." ”

Qingming nodded. Qiao Xi glanced sideways at him.

Qingming looks like she's grown a lot compared to half a year ago.

It's not that he has grown in height - Qiao Xi resolutely refuses to admit that he expresses quite envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart for this Qingming young man who was as tall as himself half a year ago and half a head taller than him half a year later.

This "growth" is more concretely manifested in his eyes.

Half a year ago, Qingming's eyes still had the innocence of a child and the expectation for the future, and even when he talked to Qiao Xi at that time, he didn't have a lot of defense, but he was a little fond of friezing.

However, this goodbye, from the beginning to find that he woke up in a strange place, it was the extraordinary composure he showed, and the somewhat stiff body that was still guarded even now.

Qiao Xi sighed silently in his heart, and was a little distressed for a while.

He was only a thirteen-year-old child, but he had already learned to be so guarded against others in a strange place.

- When thinking like this, Qiao Xi selectively forgot that he was still wearing a thirteen-year-old skin, but he was quite emotional in his heart.

However, Qiao Xi has lived twenty years longer than Qingming, although he is not a long-sleeved and good dancing character, but the gentle aura he carries on his body always allows him to quickly open the hearts of others.

- What's more, Qingming actually has a good impression of this gentle youkai.

Qiao Xi only had to exude all his breath, and then sincerely expressed his worries, and after three or two sentences, Qingming's body quickly relaxed, and his expression was a little tired.

Qiao Xi looked at it and remembered it in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just opened the door of the Japanese room, let the bright sunlight illuminate the room, and then sat cross-legged under the porch and naturally introduced the furnishings of his courtyard to Qingming.

The courtyard is typical of the Japanese style - or the Tang Dynasty architectural style is more appropriate.

Standing in the room, you can see a pool of turquoise clear ponds in the yard, and there are a few lotus plants growing in twos and threes.

There is a flourishing cherry blossom tree next to Cheongtan, and although it is not the cherry blossom season at this time, this cherry tree is still full of pink cherry blossoms, and even some petals fluttering on the pool, which is very beautiful with the breeze rippling slightly.

Qingming's gaze involuntarily fell on the cherry blossom tree.

Such beautiful cherry blossoms are rare in Kyoto.

Qiao Xi saw him staring at the cherry blossom tree, thinking that he wondered why the cherry blossoms were blooming at this time, so he explained: "That cherry blossom tree is also a monster mulberry, and the cherry blossoms are also blooming all year round, so they look good in the yard, right?" ”

Qingming nodded.

It's really beautiful, and it's very elegant and romantic.

"Now, I say, are all these monsters protected by you?"

Qingming suddenly lowered her voice and asked, which made Qiao Xi a little confused.

He followed Qingming's fingers and saw that behind the big rocks next to the pool of water in the courtyard, several small monsters were piled together, looking cautiously towards this side.