[Comprehensive] Seimei Abe is also in the Shura field today

Qingming smiled, and the drug seller could see that Qingming's eyes were full of trust and teasing: "Would you do this?" '

"Hehehehe... That's not necessarily the case..." The drug seller also laughed. He lay down on the soft couch, put Qingming on his chest, and caressed Qingming with his hands. Seimei's soft back.

After all, the well-known and well-known Abe Seimei turned into a soft and deceitful rabbit at this moment, and was quietly lying on his chest and being stroked by himself.

This kind of feeling doesn't feel good.

The medicine seller looked at the wooden ceiling, the patterns on it seemed to have bloomed delicate flowers, which were about to fall down.

"Although it's the first time I've seen this kind of spell...but I will try my best to find out the shape, truth, and reason of this spell, and transform you back." The medicine seller said softly.

'Thank you then, drug dealer. 'Even without looking into Qingming's eyes, the drug seller knew that Qingming would definitely say this.

"However, the top priority is how to take care of you who have become this body. Those shikigami in your garden should... no, they must have never taken care of rabbits."

'...they probably ate more rabbits. Qingming smiled wryly, ran a few steps forward on the drug seller's chest, and gently patted the drug seller's beautiful chin with his fluffy little paw: "If you become like this now, unless you are with me Look at each other, or you won't hear me at all.I will teach you a spell, and if you cast it on me, you can make me make a sound, so you don't need to bother you too much. '

"Oh...you still have this kind of spell. You are indeed Qingming." At that time, the intelligence of animals was much more than what humans knew. '

The drug seller picked up Qingming who was lying on his collarbone and sat up, and Qingming was placed on his lap again.

"Information... you are not afraid that I will do bad things after I learn it?" The drug seller said so while performing the spell with his finger seals according to the spell Qingming taught him.

"You won't." Qingming's answer resounded firmly just as the drug seller's voice fell.

"It seems to be going well, so I can communicate with the shikigami." Qingming's gentle voice came from the rabbit's mouth. He nodded to the drug seller, and thanked: "It's a good thing you came Oh... After all, the festival is coming, Boya and Kagura have to go back to Yuan's house for the festival, so they can't come to the courtyard for the time being. And I don't want to bother them with this little thing when their family is reunited."

"Ah... Speaking of which, it's about this time. No wonder, I said, there are so few people on the street. It turns out that they all went home." The drug seller showed a look of sudden realization, and continued regretfully. : "In this way, there is no way to sell the medicines below."

"If you don't mind, I think the courtyard is quite needed. After all, the medicine you make is really first-class and very effective." Qingming jumped off the drug seller's lap and jumped onto the soft collapse. The trembling tail that looked like a small ball was attracted, like a ball of snow, which made him really happy to see Lie Xin, and wanted to touch it directly.

However, knowing that this cute rabbit is Qingming, out of respect for Qingming, no matter how much the drug seller wants to pet him, he has no choice but to hold back.

——Wouldn't it be better to touch it all at once after...?

"Where are you going, Qingming?" Seeing that Qingming was about to jump out of the limp, the drug seller asked aloud.

"...It's embarrassing to say, I'm a little thirsty, so I want to drink some water." After a while, Qingming's voice sounded shy.

"If this is the case, I'd better leave it to you." The medicine seller stood up, walked to the low table on one side, set the pottery cups on the table, lifted the teapot, let the tea liquid pour out.

The light green tea liquid was poured into the moon-white clay cup with a touch of heat. Seeing that the pottery cup was almost full, the medicine seller stretched out his hand to Qingming.

The drug seller held Qingming in one hand and the earthenware cup in the other. He brought the rim of the earthenware cup to Qingming's mouth, and tilted the cup slightly so that Qingming, who had turned into a rabbit at this moment, could drink the tea in the cup. Where to sip.

"Thank you very much." Qingming is no longer polite, after all, from the place he just danced for a long time to reach, the medicine seller came just a few steps away, now Qingming should obediently let them take care of him The most worry-free.

Qingming took a few sips quietly, letting the tea moisten his throat.When he felt that it was almost enough, Qingming patted the auctioneer's finger with his small paw, signaling the druggender to take away the teacup.

The medicine seller was kind, removed the teacup and placed it on the low table.

"This body is really inconvenient." Qingming sighed: "In this way, many things will be delayed..."

"Isn't the holiday coming soon? Why, someone else came to entrust you?" The medicine seller raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering who was so puzzled.

"That's not true. It's just that if you look at the case table over there, there are still several letterheads on it. Those were all delivered today. I wanted to go to see them today, but I couldn't reply to the letter with this attitude. " Qingming motioned the drug seller to look at the mahogany desk on the soft side, just as Qingming said, there were a few pieces of letterhead placed on it, pressed under the paperweight made of jade.

"If you don't mind, why don't you come down and reply to your letter?" The drug seller asked, blinking.

"Hmm... Then I'll trouble you." Qingming thought for a while, those letters were nothing to be ashamed of, and it would be too rude not to reply.

"There's no need to be so polite between me and you." The drug seller smiled lightly, pursing his lips. If Qingming was still in human form, he could clearly see the drug seller at this moment with an unbelievably gentle expression.

The drug seller stretched out his leg, and then hooked again, almost reaching the soft edge of the case.He sat on the edge of the collapse, hugged Qingming and placed Qingming on the mahogany desk, then pulled out the main body that was pressed from the top letter paper, and placed it in front of Qingming.

What was written in the crazy and scribbled handwriting made the drug seller slightly narrow his eyes: "This is... the letterhead of Shuten Doji, the ghost king of Dajiangshan?"

"Hmm... yes." Qingming lowered his head and quickly read the letter. It was nothing more than saying something explicitly and secretly to ask Qingming to go to Dajiangshan to celebrate the festival together.

At the end, Jiu Tun-douji added a sentence at the end: "It doesn't matter if you don't come to my uncle, as long as the prepared banquets and fine wine are wasted!"

"Then let's see, who wrote this letter..." The drug seller's expression became strange, he opened another letter, and placed it in front of Qingming.

The letter was well-written, with every stroke in order. The drug seller quickly scanned it, and then his eyes fell directly on the name at the end of the letter: "Ghost Shibai."

"This is... a letter from Hades, and it's also here to invite you, Qingming." The medicine seller's voice sounded unhurriedly, with an inexplicable smile: "Then this letter..."

"It belongs to the Lord of Arakawa."

"What about this one? Oh, it's from the palace."

"This letter... is amazing, it's actually from Gao Tianyuan."

"As expected of Master Seimei, there are so many important people who want to celebrate the festival with you. This is really, admirable."

For some reason, the medicine seller's voice was soft and soft, with a bone-crushing smile, but Qingming's back suddenly felt a chill, which made him shake his snow-white fur. , Let those strange feelings be thrown off by yourself.

"I have no intention of going to those invitations." Qingming replied calmly: "It is enough to spend time with you in the courtyard. So although I am very grateful for their kindness, I can only politely decline."

"Oh...that's it." Qingming's feeling of chills for some reason disappeared like dew in the sun, and the drug seller's voice became lighter, and he picked up the Langhao pen that was on the shelf. , while opening the lid of the inkstone, there is still some ink inside.

The drug seller rolled up his sleeves and dipped the white Langhao pen into the pitch-black ink. After the tip of the pen was fully dipped in the ink, he gently scratched the edge of the inkstone.

Then the drug seller took out a clean white paper from under the paperweight, and began to write a reply.

Qingming can feel that behind her is the warm body of the drug seller. The handwriting of the drug seller is correct and gentle. Only occasionally when he finishes writing a word, there is a slight inadvertent pause and a long tick. You can see the true character that the drug seller hides. .

The pharmacist wrote the reply letter very quickly, his words were sincere and polite enough that he couldn't find a single mistake, and his tone was different for different letters. Qingming probably couldn't write a better reply letter than this.

"As expected of a well-traveled and well-informed drug seller, if it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to write such a thoughtful reply." Qingming praised.

"After all, I have to deal with all kinds of religions. If I make them unhappy, my medicine will be unsalable. If it is more serious, I might be kicked out of towns and villages, and there is nowhere to take me. .” After the drug seller finished writing the reply letter, he arranged the paper and let the ink dry.

"How could it be?" Qingming laughed, "Who would have the heart to reject someone as charming as you, the drug seller?"

"Then Master Qingming, are you the same?" Hearing this, the medicine seller stopped when he originally put the paper into the envelope.He lowered his head, lightly tapped his finger on Qingming's neck, and then slowly slid down.

"I've never turned you away." Qingming shook her hair, jumped forward a little, and avoided the drug seller's fingers.

After all, no matter what, the place where the medicine seller's fingers stayed was a bit too subtle.

The author has something to say: Qingming and the drug seller...beautiful in a prosperous age!