The forest next to the sunflower field

"Boom!!" With a loud bang, a large tree fell, and countless birds and animals scrambled away from the book, lest they be affected.

"Huh~~Ha~Ha~" The originally fallen tree was suddenly lifted, and a golden figure appeared under the tree, which was Ashimida. Ha? Why is Ashmida here? It all started a few days ago.

A few days ago, the Sun Flower Field, the Dream Pavilion.

“……… What? Are you moving out? Kazami Yuxiang put down the teacup heavily, and looked at Ashmida who was smiling softly in front of him with a surprised face.

"yes, I can't trouble you all the time." Ashmida said with some embarrassment. For some time, he felt the embarrassment of not having his own personal house to live with his friends. Now the place where he lives is either the Lost House, or the Sunflower Field, or the White Jade Tower, which makes him feel like a sojourner. Although Purple and Yuka, Yuyuko, and Yuyuko didn't mind, Ashmida himself felt very embarrassed, and he felt that it was better to find a piece of land to build a house.

“…………… Yes. Hearing this, Feng saw that Yuxiang hurriedly raised the teacup and took a sip to hide his gaffe just now. Yu Xiang now felt that the black tea that was so mellow and delicious just now was so bitter at the moment, and she couldn't understand why she reacted so much when she heard that Ashmida was going to move out of the Dream Pavilion. Kazami Yuka put down the teacup, looked at Ashmida with big scarlet eyes, and said, "So, where are you going to live?" Where is Yakumo Murasaki? Or the undead?! At the end, Yuxiang had a feeling of gnashing her teeth.

"No, I'll just build a house in the forest around here." Feeling the resentment of Yuyuko in Yuxiang's words, Ashmida couldn't help but smile dumbly and said with a smile. Recently, Yuxiang and he went to Baiyulou to visit Yuyuko once in ten days, but every time they went to Yuxiang, they were provoked by Yuyuko, and every time Yuyuko was chased by Yuxiang, but she still enjoyed it, and in this regard, Yakumo Zi and Ashimida both said that they were used to it. Anyway, the title of Yuxiang is still true............ Burst! Small, little fragrant!

"Poof!!" Thinking of this, Ashmida couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Huh?!" Seeing that Ashmida suddenly laughed, Fengjian Yuxiang felt unhappy in his heart, his sharp eyes swept away, and he said in a cold voice.

"No, no. It's nothing! Burst! Ashmida hurriedly waved his hand to say that it was nothing, but he laughed out loud again, and finally stopped under Yuxiang's increasingly dangerous eyes.

"Ahem." Ashmida coughed a few times to hide his previous gaffe, and then said in a deep voice: "I've decided, Yuxiang, thank you for taking in me for this time." At the end of the sentence, Ashmida smiled as brightly as the sun.

".................." Youxiang saw Ashmida's smile and turned red, and quickly stood up, and said hurriedly: "Anyway, in short, you have to go, hurry up." With that, Yuka walked briskly towards the interior of the Dream Pavilion.

"Yuxiang, thank you." Ashmida looked at the back of Yuxiang's long hair and graceful back, and thanked him heartily.

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Unknown area in the heart of the forest

"Whew~" Ashmida put the tree on his shoulder on the ground, wiped the sweat on his forehead, looked satisfied, smiled and said to himself: "With these, it should be enough." ”

At this moment, in front of Ashmida are the big trees that have just been cut down, among these big trees, they are at least 80 years old, and each of them can be described as big trees in the sky in the future life, and at this moment they have all been cut down by Ashmida without regret and used as building materials.

At this moment, these trees are placed in the middle of a strange pattern, which is exactly what Ashmida has learned to form a formation array! In this regard, Ashmida sincerely lamented the convenience of alchemy, and a large part of the expenditure of the Sanctuary Finance was used to maintain the Sanctuary. You know, the training of the Saint Seiya is very damaging to the environment, especially the Saint Seiya or Saint Seiya candidates who have comprehended the small universe, their destructive power is even more terrifying, after each actual combat training, the cultivation site is full of potholes, and it must be repaired before it can be used again, and the Pope has a headache to death in the face of such a pile of bills every day, and the funds that are implicated in the Saint Seiya's mission are cut again. If there had been the magic skill of alchemy, the finances of the Holy Domain could have been much more relaxed, and the treatment of Saint Seiya and Saint Seiya candidates could also be improved a lot.

"Good!! Forge and begin! Ashmida walked up to the wood, crouched down, clasped his hands together, and slammed the ground. I saw countless electric lights flashing on the ground that had been drawn and refining arrays, and with the electric light, all the wood in the refining array began to decompose and reorganize, and slowly, a classic Tang Dynasty courtyard (PS: Now the style of ancient Japanese buildings has been passed down from the Tang Dynasty. appeared in front of Ashmida.

"Call it a day." After all the details in the courtyard were completed, Ashmida let go of the palm that was clinging to the refining array and breathed a sigh of relief. Ashmida got up and looked at the courtyard with his keen perception, his face suddenly showed a trace of sadness, and said with emotion: "Sure enough, I am still more accustomed to here, after all, I have lived for so many years, and it is exactly the same as the original, but things are not people..................

The courtyard built by Ashmida is exactly the same as the courtyard of Ashmida's previous Fujiwara house. Ashamida reproduced the courtyard that had carried his countless joys and sorrows before, and the brick and tile, room and wood here were no different from the previous ones, just as Ashamida used time to recreate the ruined courtyard.

“……………… Sister Hong ...... "Ashmida sadly read his favorite disciple, he thought he had let go, but he didn't expect that when he read this name again, his heart was still full of sadness and remorse. Ashmida's mind flashed past scenes at this moment, the scene when he met Mei Hong for the first time, the scene when he lived with Mei Hong, and when Mei Hong was coquettish to him, and ...... The last time I saw Mei Hong.........

“……… What's wrong with me? ......... "It took a long time for Ashmida to wake up from the memories of the past full of warmth and sadness, and he found that his face was unconsciously wet with tears, and he wiped the tears on his face in surprise and said bitterly: "Sure enough, people always like to recall the past when they are old." ”

"Okay, let me be quiet today." Ashmida smiled bitterly, he just wanted to be alone for a while at the moment, just for a while. He took out the wine and drank it himself, he only wanted to get drunk by himself now, and by tomorrow he would be back to his usual gentle and indifferent self.