Some time ago, the red leaves also settled in Qiao Xi's shrine.,Although the moon who went out to fight came back and found that there was another person in the shrine to express his displeasure.,But in Qiao Xixiao's emotion and reason (fog...... Under persuasion, he could only reluctantly accept it.

More than half a year has passed in a blink of an eye, Qiao Xi...... Qiao Xi still looks like a thirteen-year-old Meng Zhengtai.

He was holding a jasper flute in his hand at the moment, and he was blowing it with a serious face on his lips, although the melody he blew was intermittent, but it still looked decent.

Momiji watched with a smile on the side, and reminded Qiao Xi when he blew it wrong, Firefly leaned against the wall, holding his own dandelion in his hand and was napping.

Qiao Xi blew back and forth for a while, and the tune gradually became coherent, and Sa Dou came over with a small plate of dim sum, and said, "My lord, you have been practicing for a long time, do you want to try the dim sum made by Youzi Sang?" ”

Momiji also smiled: "That's right, Lord Fengyue, you learn quickly, don't be in a hurry at this time." ”

Qiao Xi glanced at the dim sum that Sa Dou had brought, then took the flute and shook it slowly, picked up a small and delicate dim sum and said, "Did Youzisang make a new dim sum?" Hmm, it's cherry blossom flavor. ”

Sa Dou smiled and nodded: "Yes, Yuko-san added cherry blossom petals to the snack, the cherry blossom petals I personally selected~"

The second half of his sentence was very rippling, Qiao Xi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and the sweet and delicious dim sum that he had bitten into was suddenly a little unbearable.

He stared down at the snack in his hand for a moment.

- Forget it, it's not easy for Yuko-san to make dim sum......

He thought, but still took the remaining half of the snack into his mouth.

Sato squinted his eyes and smiled happily.

Qiao Xi couldn't help but hold his forehead and squinted at him.

Momiji has been in this shrine for more than half a year, and the anger on his body has gradually dissipated a lot.

At first, she just sat quietly in the corridor from time to time, or watched the little monsters in the courtyard play, or sat with Qiao Xi to watch and write.

Although it seemed calm, Qiao Xi couldn't help but worry about whether she would suddenly explode at some point because she had been suppressed for too long.

It wasn't until Qiao Xi took out the shamisen that he didn't know where to find it and randomly plucked out of tune when Qiao Xi had nothing to do, and Momiji's eyes that were as flat as stagnant water finally changed.

She watched it for a long time, and finally couldn't bear to stop Qiao Xi's empty space, and cautiously stepped forward and said, "Lord Fengyuejin, may I ask if you can let the concubine see that shamisen?" ”

Qiao Xi was slightly stunned, and handed it over without thinking much about it.

Momiji gently held the shamisen, and his slender fingers brushed over the strings little by little, and with a slight movement, he plucked out a trembling tone.

The next second, her eyes suddenly turned red, Qiao Xi remembered the scene of the other party's crying liver and intestines not long ago, and her heart was one side, and she hurriedly said: "Do you like this shamisen very much, then I'll give it to you." ”

Hongye looked up at Qiao Xi with a somewhat dull expression, his eyes were still red, and there were tears hanging in them.

Qiao Xi's scalp was numb from her tearful eyes, and said, "Xiaosheng won't play anyway." ”

He thought for a moment, and suddenly squinted his eyes and laughed.

"As a noble lady in Kyoto during her lifetime, Momiji-san must have been very proficient in this kind of thing, right?"

Momiji's eyes flashed and he nodded.

- When the other party talks to him, he does not dare to mention the fact that he used to be a human like other people, but is very casual.

When you think of something, you ask the last sentence, never take the initiative to mention it, but you don't deliberately avoid taboos.

Momiji blinked her eyes slightly, and the water droplets that were still hanging from her eyelashes were blinked away, and she suddenly sat up straight, put the shamisen up on her knees, and gently played with it.

"Morning and evening,

Corolla in full bloom,

Attached to the shadow of the tree,

Colorful streamer,

All things grow,

Verdant waterfront,

Where thou goes,

but Yamato. ”

She sang to the music, her voice was soft and solemn, although the tune was simple, but the red leaves sang so softly, and it sounded a strange holiness and solemnity.

She sang this paragraph several times in a row before changing the lyrics, and the previous lyrics did not change, only the last two sentences were replaced with "The world is rippling, and it will eventually subside." ”

When she finished singing, a few little monsters gathered at some point, snuggled up to Qiao Xi's lap and listened carefully.

Momiji sighed and put the shamisen down.

The firefly next to him said softly: "It's the song of the human world." ”

Qiao Xi's eyes widened slightly, Hongye looked at him with a smile, and said, "Yes, Firefly Mulberry knows a lot about human affairs." ”

Firefly shook the dandelion in her hand, and said with a smile: "Ah, because adults are very interested in human beings, as a servant, I have to learn about it for adults~"

Qiao Xi couldn't help but knock on Firefly's head, and Firefly stuck out her tongue, but didn't say anything more.

- Although the adult doesn't like to call herself a servant, but anyway, as a weak youkai, she can be protected by Lord Fengyuejin, and she is actually happy to be called a servant by the adult.

Momiji looked at the shamisen in his hand with a somewhat melancholy expression and said nothing.

After a long time, Qiao Xi suddenly hammered his right hand lightly on his left hand.

"By the way, the red leaves are very good, and the little student also wants to learn it."

Momiji suddenly opened his eyes, a little overwhelmed, and said, "Toyotsuki-sama wants to learn shamisen?" ”

"Yes? Can you teach me? ”

"That...... If the adults are willing, the concubine is very honored. ”

Qiao Xi couldn't help but laugh when she looked at the cramped and nervous expression on Hongye's face: "Allah, don't be so nervous, you have a lot of time as a monster, so it's good to find something to do once in a while." ”

So, from then on, on the basis of reading and writing before, Qiao Xi's daily pleasure activities have been added - learning musical instruments with the ghost girl Red Leaves.

As a noble girl before her death, Hongye was very good at elegant things like playing the piano, and after discovering Qiao Xi's talent for these things, she once wanted to teach Qiao Xi and poetry - but Qiao Xi ruthlessly refused.

After learning the shamisen, he became interested in the flute again in the past two days, so he went to fold a bamboo and made a flute himself under the guidance of Momiji.

Today the flute was almost done, so he tried to blow it and feel its tone, although it was not particularly good, but it was enough to practice.