Hyakki Night Walk の Small Sleeve Hand

Legend has it that after the death of a geisha, her friend brought a kimono she wore to the temple to worship. Xu is because she was unable to redeem herself until she died, and a begging hand often appeared in the sleeve of her kimono.

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"I heard that you have all kinds of strange things?"

"There are indeed a lot of interesting things, but there is a word in advance, although these things have the power to save dreams, what can be saved are beautiful dreams, residual dreams or nightmares, and it depends on personal chance." The shopkeeper Wen Heng wore a dark gray silk robe, as if the night sky was filled with thick fog, and there was no trace of indifference and depth.

Jin Caiyi saw that Wen Heng had a cold and strange temperament, just like he opened the dream house at the end of this dark alley, and couldn't help but lose her temper, glared at the maid, and signaled her to quickly throw off the money and leave.

The maid put the money bag on the table, reached out and pulled the drawstring, and suddenly revealed a brilliant golden light. Wen Heng's eyes touched, and the corners of his mouth raised with a sigh of disdain, but he avoided it quickly, without attracting the attention of the master and servant.

"Madame is so sincere, Wen Heng is naturally willing to serve."

"My husband has always been gentle and polite, but half a year ago, for some reason, suddenly his temperament changed greatly, and he was so silent that he seemed to lose his voice, if I complained a few words, he would be furious, and he was violent, and I was afraid when I saw it, and no matter who was before or after, he didn't care about face, what do you have to make him return to his former nature?"

Wen Heng's gaze swept over Jin Caiyi's eyes like a dragonfly, and he pulled the corners of his lips and said with a light smile, as if he had spied on her secret at the moment of looking at each other: "I have the things that Madame needs, but Wen Heng has always been single-minded in doing things, and these things also follow my temperament, just let Jiang Tanhua return to her nature, as for other things,"

"You don't need to know!" Jin Caiyi was very displeased when she saw that her identity was recognized, and she wanted to turn around and leave, lest this strange shopkeeper gossip and make her a joke in the market, but several sisters in the boudoir said that this dream-saving object was even more effective than asking God for divination, and solved many of their troubles, but they had never heard of this shopkeeper being troublesome, not to mention that their troubles were imminent, so they thought about it in their hearts and chose to compromise.

"Boss Wen, don't care, it's true, I've been a little anxious by him this time, and I'm depressed."

"Don't mind, ma'am. As the saying goes, Yunmo's long hair is three thousand troubles, if you tie these troubles well, you will not be disturbed by superfluous feelings in the future, return to the basics, and return to your heart. After Wen Heng finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the ebony cabinet in the northwest corner, opened a layer of drawers, took out a palm-sized brocade box, and handed it to Jin Caiyi.

Jin Caiyi opened the small silver button, opened the lid of the box, and when he landed, a soft halo shot out from the gap, and even the maid standing a few steps away was slightly stunned.

The hairband was really exquisite, with a purple moire satin, silver threads embroidered with light and soft willow branches, and two yellow orioles flying on the willow leaves, which was lifelike.

"The headband is good, but it smells, why does it smell like fat powder?" Jin Caiyi asked with a frown.

The maid was a little surprised, her own lady was really meticulous, she only admired the exquisite embroidery on the hairband, and the fragrance of Jia Nan was very strong, and she didn't notice the gossamer-like fat powder fragrance at all.

"I'm a dream-saving house, nine out of ten of the patrons are women, and there is a lot of rouge powder in stock, do you want to bring some with your lady?" Wen Heng said casually, not caring about Jin Caiyi's frown, according to the words of the repeat customer, the business of this dream house has always been promoted by the buyer himself.

At this time, Jin Caiyi had already turned his heart sideways, stuffed the brocade box into his sleeves, and signaled the maid to leave. Although this hairband is so beautiful that it is almost weird, but now he has no other way, Jiang Xianlin's temper is becoming more and more irritable, if he causes trouble a few more times and offends his father and brother, who will be willing to promote him in the future?

Jin Caiyi originally thought that he would need to use some tongues and even some tricks to get Jiang Xianlin to tie his headband. Who knows, Jiang Xianlin was stunned for a moment when he saw this hairband, as if he was under some kind of guidance, he held the hairband in his hand and rubbed it carefully, and then tied it tightly to the bun.

"Yesterday I discussed the matter of repairing books with Zhou Hanlin, and it was a little unpleasant, I will go to visit and apologize, and invite the two brothers to the mansion for dinner in the evening."

"Huh? Good! Jin Caiyi's eyes widened, and he nodded again and again, this dream house really deserves its name!

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"The small character of the slave family, I hope that after the son, I can occasionally think about it, and then gather in the flower building."

"But 'Yixing Langshan', isn't it just a hint to everyone, like a dream of Nanke before the moon before the flower, and forget each other after waking up?" He smiled teasingly, his eyes overflowing with playful tenderness.

"It seems that Childe ...... I don't want to be a solitary person. Yun Yanshan's tone was stunned, like a light but cold willow under the moon, and the soft leaf tips gently crossed her heart, making people want to hold it in the palm of her hand to care for the graceful tenderness.

Yun Yanshan was about to retract the soft leaf placed on his (chest), but was heavily covered by his warm palm: "Let me ask this passer-by in the vast red dust, which one is not drunk, drunk and dreaming of death?" If so, I would like to be drunk in this gentle country of the Shan Yi people. ”

"Childe...... Xianlin! Yun Yanshan whispered shyly, and the slender jade fingers tightened the placket of his clothes, like a tired bird, grabbing the perched Yun Meng.

"Since you can't bear me like this, it's better to fly out of this flower building and live in my heart cage."

"How long can you stay until the white head?"

"Why are you so polite, what is Bai Shou, shouldn't he promise to come to the world?"

"You're so nice......"

No, I'm not good at all to make you sobble in the Netherworld Lethe......

Jiang Xianlin didn't know how many times he had woken up from a bleak love dream, but this time his mood was not affected at all, as if the gentle and slender hand was still gently brushing in the heart lake, rippling blue waves.

"Husband, we will be tomorrow."

"What?" Jiang Xianlin's language is gentle and gentle, just like the handsome young man in the past.

But Jin Caiyi's smile froze on her face, her lips were open, her eyes were full of surprise and panic, she took a few steps back tremblingly, and leaned against the screen on the side.

"If it's okay, I'll go first, and I'll talk about it when I get back."

Jin Caiyi was in a trance, she could barely hear clearly, what Jiang Xianlin said was me, or us? I could only watch the hairband tied on his head, and in the soft and psychedelic purple light, he slowly stretched out a jade hand as white as snow, bent over Jiang Xianlin's neck, and stroked his (chest).

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"What the hell did you sell me, you weird shop! My husband is going to be killed by the hands of the devil! ”

"As far as I know, Jiang Tanhua has regained her former vigor, like a spring breeze, isn't it?" Wen Heng put the sandalwood comb in his hand into the brocade bag, and replied lightly.

"But the headband,"

"I said a long time ago that these things follow my temperament and act wholeheartedly, only let Jiang Tanhua return to his original heart, and don't care about the rest. Sweet dreams, lingering dreams or nightmares, all by personal chance. ”

"What is that hair tie made of?" Jin Caiyi looked at Wen Heng, who was calm and cold, and his heart was filled with fear.

"The clothes of a woman in Qinlou, I heard that the woman died of illness a few days before she was redeemed, and she is unwilling." After Wen Heng finished speaking, he lowered his head and strung up the jade beads, he took care of what he was doing, and let Jin Caiyi stay at will.

Jin Caiyi didn't have the heart to make any more trouble, and walked out of the store with heavy steps.

"Miss Xie Jin favors me, but I have already made a white head covenant with a woman, so I can't..."

"Which woman! Is it more beautiful than me, or is it better than me? ”

"Although it is not as shy as Miss, and I don't have Miss's noble background, but her hand is on my heart, and I feel very relieved."

“…… Then I wish you a hundred years of happiness, but don't forget, I will be waiting for you. However, after Jin Caiyi turned around, she immediately wiped away her tears of grievance, and used her money and power to find out the Yun woman in Qinlou, making her die with resentment.

"You're back, but you want to discuss the Jinfu tomorrow's flower-viewing banquet?" Jiang Xianlin's voice was gentle, his handsome face was still so warm and good-looking, Jin Caiyi wanted to get closer, but he couldn't turn a blind eye to the graceful and illusory jade hand in his heart.

"Husband,"

The delicate and slender jade hand pulled Jiang Xianlin's clothes tighter, but Jiang Xianlin's expression became more and more gentle and full of pity and even happiness.

It's a dream house, Jiang Xianlin's sweet dream, his own nightmare, and Yun Yanshan's residual dream......

Jin Caiyi covered her chest, she didn't want to abandon Jiang Xianlin, which meant that she had to accept Yun Yanshan's ghost hand, which was between their husband and wife, and in her life, and not overnight, but day after day, year after year, until she died...... Perhaps, even death cannot be relieved, because the joint burial also has her share. I'm afraid that I have to fall into the icy Lethe River to get rid of this shadowy nightmare-