The young girl in front of her was too real, which made Jiang Yuanshen's heart overflow with unbelievable feelings.

He even felt that all this was a bad joke played by fate, and suddenly his mouth was half open at a loss.

She stood where she was, as silent as if she were dead, but like a phantom woman, always flashing in her eyes, never leaving.

- Why do you keep appearing in front of yourself?

Jiang Yuanshen's expression was a little nervous, and he involuntarily took steps in her direction.

And the two people around him were carefully tying his "half-fierce" magic stick.

When the young girl saw him coming, she turned and walked into the depths of the corridor, where there was no light, and it was as deep as the bottom of the sea.

Jiang Yuan cautiously followed the figure and left the courtyard of mottled light and shadow.

He is like Hansel and Gretel in a fairy tale, following the little stones in the moonlight.

Passing around the corner again, and sure enough, the figure of the young girl disappeared again.

- Is it a young puppet god? Or the deep moon in the still sea? Or is it the night to see the oak? But what is their reason for doing this?

Just as Jiang Yuanshen was thinking this, a slight clog sound suddenly came from behind him.

At that moment, Jiang Yuanshen's spirit was as tense as a demon, or he was just afraid in his heart, but he couldn't help but hold his breath.

He slowly turned around, and a man wearing a chickel mask and a shrine maiden costume was standing.

In terms of posture, she is a young girl.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but the sound of breathing became particularly obvious, as if they were immersed in the vast sea, and they couldn't withstand the erosion of the water before anyone else.

"Flower yarn?"

Jiang Yuanshen asked this, but in fact, he didn't think that the person in front of him was Hua Sha, because her height was a head taller than Hua Sha, and her hands exposed from the cuffs were extremely white without any scars.

"What are you doing again?"

Even through the mask of the young puppet, with the help of words, Jiang Yuanshen could still make up the suspicious look on her face.

Her voice was like the spring water of the long mountain, simple and quiet, but it was so cold that it chilled people's lungs.

Jiang Yuan looked blankly at the mask of the young puppet who would not put on any expression, her words were neither sad nor sad, some were just pure confusion.

What does it mean to come back again? What was the timing of her statement?

"If it's not Hanasa, can you tell me who you are?"

Although Jiang Yuanshen pretended to be a big brother and smiled, he was actually extremely apprehensive in his heart.

"Don't ask too much, now go back and pack your things and leave Zhitori Island, don't do other meaningless things."

Jiang Yuan listened carefully to her earnest advice, and a chill appeared in his heart.

"Why should I leave?" He asked.

The girl in front of her froze as if she was in deep thought, only her breasts were rising and falling slightly.

She seemed to sigh lightly, lowered her voice, and was obviously complaining:

"The last earthquake has caused dissatisfaction, and from now on you are not allowed to talk more, I am for your own good, and I will go back immediately."

Jiang Yuanshen couldn't say a word because she choked up, mainly because she was too inexplicable, so she couldn't make the most correct judgment.

"What do you mean? You're letting me go without explaining anything? ”

"I can only speak five sentences a day, and I can write them, so I don't have time to explain, or she'll think I'm noisy."

- She?

Jiang Yuanshen asked curiously, "Who is she?" Empress? Or is it the gods here? ”

At last, the young girl put her arms in her hands, and said, as if she were explaining to a fool:

"Before she wakes up and finds you, get out of here early and come with me."

She passed by silently, but she didn't stretch out her hand to touch Jiang Yuanshen, and walked straight to the door of the building.

Faced with this sudden "eviction order", Jiang Yuanshen was puzzled, as if he was a fish wrapped in a fishing net, at the mercy of others.

The young girl turned around, even if she was wearing a mask, Jiang Yuanshen could detect that the gaze was looking straight at her, as if urging him to hurry up.

Just when Jiang Yuan didn't know what to do, a voice floated through the air, bouncing on the wooden planks of the corridor and falling into his ears.

"Caution? What are you doing here? ”

Shaking the apricot in the air, he walked over curiously, and the "half-fierce" god sign had been tied to the branches and leaves of the potted plant.

She kept flipping the front hem of her T-shirt as if trying to blow the air, and the sweat dripping from her forehead wet her brow.

Jiang Yuan came back to his senses and subconsciously looked at the door of the building, only to find that the young girl had disappeared again.

"I seem to see that person again."

"Flower yarn? This little girl is even naughtier than we were when we were younger! ”

Her hanging eyebrows moved with her smile as if they reflected her heart.

Chaokong Shaoxing seemed to treat the "person" in Jiang Yuanshen's mouth as a flower yarn from the bottom of her heart, even if she had never seen it with her own eyes, she didn't want to admit that he was dazzled.

At the right time, the cicada chirping continued to blow in with the wind from outside the wall, and he was surprised by the frequency of the cicada's chirping, which continued to sound without interruption.

"Jiang Yuan, is something happening again?" Igarashi followed with a confused expression on her face.

"Nope."

At this moment, Jiang Yuanshen finally understood that the young girl could only be seen by herself, or perhaps she only allowed herself to see it.

Seeing that he looked natural, Igarashi immediately smiled and said:

"Let's go, if you have any questions, you can just ask, there are not many children who are willing to know about the shrine now, let alone summer homework, they have a headache just thinking about it."

"I'm actually quite interested in that." Jiang Yuan responded with a smile.

"Then we may have a lot in common." After Igarashi finished stealing the paper, he led the two of them towards the social office.

The shrine was usually a place for clergy and shrine maidens to rest, but Chitori Shrine had a limited area and became a place where Igarashi stole paper to entertain guests.

A huge blue-and-white whirlpool spreads over the island, as if someone is constantly spinning and stirring with a huge transparent spoon, and the blue and white like ice cream envelops the entire island of Chitori Island.

In front of Jiang Yuanshen's vision is a small and tidy courtyard, flanked by a stone-paved road, and in the middle there is a fenced "sacred tree".

The wind swayed even the branches, like thousands of emotionless green eyes, looking down on everyone.

There is the smell of moss-moistened earth, the smell of flowers blooming with morning dew, and the sound of sunlight falling through the leaves.

If there was a young girl in the shade of a tree, he probably wouldn't be surprised by now.

Unconsciously, he felt the weight here, Jiang Yuanshen was sitting on the tatami mat, shaking the apricot duck in the air and sitting beside him, but he always felt uncomfortable, and writhed his body from time to time.

He looked at the shrine on the side, which had a small wooden torii gate "Chitori Shrine".

"Mr. Igarashi, what is a chick doll god?" Jiang Yuan asked cautiously.

Igarashi steals paper and pours tea into an emerald tea bowl, the aroma is so strong that it is so tender that just looking at it can soothe the soul.

"It's the god of Chitori Island since ancient times, and the queen is her "hina doll" that lives on the island, and the queen is no longer herself, but the god's "human god."

He poured tea as he spoke, and he didn't have the energy to look at the two of them at all.

Jiang Yuanshen always felt that when Mr. Paper Stealing talked about the young puppet god, the awe-inspiring atmosphere emanating from his whole body swallowed up the hot air.

In his eloquent words, there seemed to be a worldview that did not need anything superfluous, a tradition that had been passed down for a long time, breathing quietly in his body.

Jiang Yuanshen lowered his eyes slightly, and the meaning of Igarashi Miyaji was probably that the woman who was elected as the queen on Zhitori Island had lost the meaning of her own existence, and everything was only for Zhitori Island.

"When did you have a queen?" He asked.

Igarashi stole the paper and groaned for a while, then opened his mouth and said, "More than three hundred years ago, during the Tianming famine. ”

It was the first time he heard this, and then he held the tatami mat with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and asked in confusion:

"Hunger? What's that? ”

From this angle, you can faintly glimpse the shoulder straps of her underwear, which are the same color as the sky.

Jiang Yuan said quietly:

"The Great Famine caused by natural disasters in the middle of the Edo period was a time when the northern part of Toei was hit by freezing rain and snow, crop yields were reduced, volcanoes in the mountains erupted on a large scale, crop masks were destroyed, and the feudal domains were largely paralyzed."

"Jiang Yuan, you know a lot." Igarashi smiled without the slightest surprise.

Jiang Yuanshen put his hand against his chin and continued:

"During that time, the social management of human beings was basically disjointed, and shrines sprung up all over the country, and everyone pinned their hopes on the gods, and it seems that the shrines on Chitori Island were also established during this time."

Igarashi stole the paper and cast an affirmative look at him, then looked at the "Standing Hina Drawing" hanging on the wall and said:

"Yes, people are good at creating ideas into reality, and the gossip of the villagers will evolve into a huge spiritual force over time, and finally this huge spiritual power must be borne by objects, and in the end, people at that time pinned their hopes on the young dolls of the Daughter's Day."

Jiang Yuan cautiously followed his line of sight, the "Standing Hina Picture" is the Meiji period Nagano grass style, the painting style looks simple, but some places are detailed.

"What was the opportunity to become the queen of Zhitori Island? Or maybe how to become the queen of Zhitori Island? Jiang Yuanshen's expression was very serious.

Igarashi's paper-stealing hand brushed the folds in the fabric and whispered:

"After the previous empress Kamigakure, she selected beautiful girls on the island and held a chick-doll kagura on the day of the autumn equinox."

Chaokong shook the apricot next to him and was stunned, but he couldn't understand it, so he had to speak anxiously:

"What is Hina Dome Kagura?"

"It is a séance ritual dedicated to the god of the young puppet to receive a new god on earth."

"Is it a dance?"

"Yes, it's the new queen who wears the mask of a chick doll dances, and it is said that the more devout the queen dances, the more powerful she gets."

"Did Jinghai-san jump?"

"Well, she was twelve years old at the time, and even after only a few days of study, she danced beautifully, which amazed everyone on the island." Igarashi stole paper with her arms in her hands, and the light from the eaves swallowed up a corner of the tea table.

Jiang Yuan glanced cautiously at the apricot in the air, white short socks wrapped half of her legs, and the skirt hung down like a trumpet flower, covering the wonderful arc of her hips.

But there is a corner that is caught in the gap between the upper and lower legs.

He smirked wickedly, and pulled out the hem of her suppressed skirt mischievously and said:

"What? Do you want to jump too? ”

Asakura felt something being pulled out between her legs, and her body was shaken.

When she realized that it was Jiang Yuanshen who was trimming her skirt, her trembling eyes were filled with undisguised shame.

"I'm clumsy in my limbs, and I don't look good when I dance."

Shaking the apricot in the air and biting her lip gently, like a lost child, she said in a voice that seemed to be about to disappear,

"I don't have the courage to jump in front of so many people."

"You can just dance for me, no matter how beautiful the apricot dances, I will laugh at you."

Jiang Yuanshen's remarks were as indulgent as the warm water of boiling a frog, making the eyes of the apricot blink in the air, and finally he was ashamed of what he said, and hurriedly explained:

"No, no, no, I can't dance, let me play ball and swim, but I can't dance! Wait a minute! Laughing at me? You say the opposite! ”

"I don't think so." Jiang Yuanshen said with a smile.

In the heart of the apricot shaken in the sky, the smile of the young man in front of him is not only a demagogic demon, but also an angel who makes people's hearts move.

She was also anxious, but only the child's angry expression remained, and a ray of light passed through her black hair, which was divided into tiny dots of light, and kept jumping.

"I think you just want to see girls dance, sex."

Jiang Yuanshen's body leaned slightly to her side, and said with a smile: "Is this a compliment to me?" ”

"It's definitely a compliment to you!"

"Then I'll be happy."

“？？？”

Jiang Yuanshen raised his hand and patted her head lightly before taking his hand away.

Shaking Xing in the air raised his head and used his hands to comb his messy hair.

Igarashi stole the paper and watched the childlike movements of the two, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Shake the apricot, if you want to try it, it's no problem, I have this here"

"No, no, no! Don't let him get in! I can't jump! Asakin shook his head very resistantly, and his short hair was protesting.

Seeing her like this, a provocative mind surged in Jiang Yuanshen's heart.

He smiled and said:

"If I want to see you jump, will you jump for me?"

“.”

Shaking the apricot in the air, his face was blushing, his short hair was slightly blowing in the wind, and he suddenly lost his speech, and his expression was complicated.

But soon, perhaps her brain made up for her clumsiness in dancing, and she looked embarrassed in front of him, and she tilted her lips for a moment—

"Don't! Absolutely, absolutely non-jumping! ”

"Hahaha-" Igarashi laughed out loud.

"Stubbornness."

Jiang Yuanshen also smiled reassuringly, and then continued to ask coldly,

"Mr. Igarashi, I have a question, if the queen insists on leaving Chitori Island, will the final result of Chitori Island disappear?"

The smile on Igarashi's paper-stealing face suddenly retracted, and was replaced by a solemn expression:

"I'm not sure, but the reason for the formation of the queen is for the survival of the collective, and the sacrifice of the individual for the survival of the collective is correct from the perspective of the overall situation."

Immediately afterward, he took another deep breath and let out a full sigh.

"But in the eyes of the "Queen", the closest islanders have become jailers who chain them, and their parents are also involved in the action of binding their own flesh and blood, pain is inevitable, guilt is inevitable, but in front of the public, blood and freedom are vulnerable."

Igarashi looked at the falling maple leaves, and the tiredness in her heart seemed to be about to reach its peak.

He took a deep breath, and the refreshing air seeped into his hot body, mixed with a drip of tea in his body—

"I can't find a reason to leave this shrine for a long time."

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