no trouble

Strange room, strange bedding.

As soon as she opened her eyes, someone opened the door with warm water, "My lord, you are awake, please wash up."

The person who came in carrying water was a person she had never seen before, but he was wearing clothes she was familiar with——the uniform of the servants of Qinghe's family, the light green kimono.

This is not a shrine, can she leave the shackles of the shrine?

Shibadai stood up from the quilt, a strange feeling of disobedience instantly strangled all her senses.Everything suddenly became taller, and the whole room was surprisingly oppressive, as if everything had eyes, monitoring her every move, and they all formed a circle to envelop her and imprison her In this space.

Every pore was expanded to the extreme, sweating profusely from the corner of the forehead, Shibadai finally realized it, took the towel handed over by the servant and began to wash.

This is the Qinghe family, and she is no longer the seventeenth generation of the girl. Now she is the eighteenth generation, a young child-like witch, and the new puppet of the Qinghe family.

When changing clothes, she quietly noticed that the flower on her left shoulder was still there.

"We are one."

The words in the dream kept circling in my mind.

She and this flower are one, so she can feel that the flower on her left shoulder is not complete now, coupled with the memory of the seventeenth life before, she can probably understand Qinghe Hanako's purpose of keeping her imprisoned up.

She was treating her like a petri dish.In order to cultivate this red fairy flower, I use the soul of the purest witch as the soil, hoping that the fairy flower will bloom smoothly, fall leaves, bear fairy fruits, and become a fairy in one step after eating...

snort!

It's shameless, but the little abacus is quite loud.

......

Yin Wuhuo stood ten meters away from the gate of Qinghe's house and looked up at the old house, or the monster's lair.

The white walls on a black background extend far away from the left and right directions. The wooden gate is tall and magnificent, and there are two stone lion statues in front of it. It is a very traditional mansion in District [-].

Go to the door and knock on the knocker lightly, exactly three times, no more, no less.

The door opened, and a servant in green clothes opened the door and led Yin Wuhuo into the reception room.

He looked around, the house was a good house, but it was a pity that a monster occupied the magpie's nest. These servants must have been deceived, otherwise they would have been discovered by this monster's characteristic of constantly changing its skin.

Thinking of Qinghe Hanako's curse of 'never leaving the shrine' on Shiqidai, Yin Wuhuo's expression darkened again. This monster has little other skills, and it's very easy to cast curses to harm people.

"You're here." There were two cups of hot tea in front of Qinghe Hanako, and the tea set on the table hadn't been cleaned up, "I just brewed this tea, and your timing is quite accurate, take a sip."

Yin Wuhuo didn't feel stage fright when he got to someone else's place, he just sat down cross-legged, picked up the tea, blew on it and took a big sip.

Qinghe Huazi closed her eyes, took a sip of her tea and savored it carefully, then opened her eyes and stared at the tea stalks on the surface of the tea, and said slowly: "You are so rude, good tea needs to be savored carefully, It's a pity to gulp it down like you do, this tea is good."

Yin Wuhuo couldn't deny it, he is a rough person, he prefers carbonated beverages, which are stimulating and full of flavor, to drinking tea.

"You are so leisurely?"

Yin Wuhuo looked at the full teacup in front of him. Although he still didn't speak, his expression and movements were extremely natural and smooth, without the slightest hint of tension, as if he really came here just to drink tea.

Anyway, sooner or later there will be a big fight, why should he be nervous?

It's better to take a sip of tea leisurely and enjoy the beautiful scenery that will be destroyed later.

As if time stood still, the woman's hand holding the teacup shook lightly, and a drop of transparent water splashed out and fell straight into the pupils of the white-haired young man. Drops of water passed through the broken hair behind his ears, and a small hole was punched in the paper door behind him.

The white-haired young man put down the teacup in his hand, five or six drops of water were bounced into the air during the vibration of the tea, and after the young man waved his hand, he galloped towards the woman's front.

The wide sleeves fluttered, and all the water drops were counted. At the moment, Qinghe Huazi picked up the teacup and leaned forward to refill the tea for Yin Wuhuo. The light-colored tea was continued more and more, and finally broke through the critical point without crossing the edge of the cup The walls of the cup spread out on the dark brown tabletop.

Qinghe Hanako kept pouring tea and moved away the teacup. The tea spread all the way along the tabletop to the tatami. Finally, the moment the teacup was released from her hand, she leaned forward suddenly, with her right hand resting on the table and her left hand still holding it. The action just now was suspended in mid-air, and the sun just fell on the fingers, which made the red Koudan on the top very gorgeous.

The woman's face was within easy reach, and the fragrance from the hair surrounded her nose. Yin Wuhuo looked at her nose and heart, and focused all her attention on the left hand that was still in mid-air.

Finally, the fingers of that hand moved!

At the same time, the tea in Yin Wuhuo's cup suddenly gathered and flew into the air. If he hadn't flashed so fast, he would have been punched hard by now.

Under the sun, the beautiful and slender fingers were gently raised and then pressed down. The water ball suspended in the air rose to the ceiling and gathered enough strength to quickly drop down towards the white-haired young man lying on the tatami. The water ball itself Combined with the self-contained strength and the acceleration of gravity when falling, Yin Wuhuo tensed up and rolled on the ground.

The water ball exploded beside him, and a big hole was smashed into the place where he was just now. The splashed water was extremely sharp. Even though Yin Wuhuo had already done the best possible dodge, he still died inevitably. color.

Qinghe Hanako was not surprised to see Yin Wuhuo dodged this one, and the next wave of attacks caught up before he was overwhelmed. With the movement of his fingers, all the tea that had just landed on the table and the tatami was gone. When they came alive, they connected together and turned into a water belt to surround Yin Wuhuo. The compact attacks followed one after another, so that Yin Wuhuo had no room to fight back, so Dayou took Yin Wuhuo in one fell swoop. down the courage.

Being beaten blindly, Yin Wuhuo felt a fire in his heart, and the eyes he looked at Qinghe Huazi became more and more fierce.

Dodging again and again, defending again and again, Yin Wuhuo's heart is as calm as the anger in Yin Wuhuo's heart. Every time he dodges, it seems that he is being beaten by Qinghe Hanako, but in fact it is purposeful .

After a dodge, the distance between him and Qinghe Huazi was finally pulled to a suitable degree. When he raised his eyes and saw the smile on Yin Wuhuo's face, Qinghe Huazi obviously reacted—she and Yin Wuhuo The distance between them is too close.

Danger!

Instinctively, she began to want to dodge, but how could Yin Wuhuo waste this hard-earned opportunity?

Almost at the same time as Qinghe Huazi flew forward to open the distance, the white-haired young man strode up, all the pent-up anger merged into this group of heavy punches.

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang..."

First, Qinghe Huazi was knocked to the ground, and then, the white-haired youth bullied himself up and rained his fists down. Unlike the first time they fought before, Yin Wuhuo's attack this time was even more ruthless than last time. , the most important thing is that there is no rules at all.

As soon as Qinghe Hanako wanted to move her leg, she was immediately trampled on by the opponent. Even a slight movement of the hand used to block the attack would result in a harder and heavier fist from the opponent.

This kind of attack routine that does not follow common sense is surprisingly effective. After a while, the woman who was so elegant just now suddenly became extremely embarrassed. If her long hair hadn't been cut short last time, she might be still alive now. It can be even worse.

After a set of heavy punches, his anger was almost vented, and the last elbow landed on Qinghe Huazi's lower abdomen. Yin Wuhuo used force on his feet and flew away from Qinghe Huazi before the shadow behind him hit his legs. .

I didn't expect that the opponent would still have the strength to fight back when he was beaten so miserably by him... He is a good opponent!

Standing up in embarrassment, Qinghe Hanako covered her aching stomach and wiped off the blood from the corners of her mouth. She raised her hands vigorously, and the overwhelming shadows overflowed from the bottom of her feet, directly covering the whole room. Even the tea just now turned into The small particles floated in mid-air, wobbling towards Yin Wuhuo, ready to move.

"It's a little tricky."

"You're not bad either."

"However... the situation should change now!" Qinghe Huazi smiled strangely, her five fingers snapped together, and the shadow contained in the entire space shrank sharply around Yin Wuhuo.

As soon as Yin Wuhuo's expression changed, he was about to move when he realized that his feet had been firmly stuck by these shadows, and he couldn't move even an inch when he pulled hard!

After a while, all the shadows gathered into a ball, and only water droplets suspended in mid-air remained in the room. Some water droplets fell on places with sunlight, and the light was refracted in the beads. At first glance, the streamer Overflowing is more beautiful than any jewel.

Qinghe Huazi waved her hand, but did not move the black ball immediately, but looked at the uninvited visitor standing by the door with a half-smile.

Eighteen generations, her new petri dish.

The girl raised her head, determination was written on her immature face, she stepped on the tatami mat with firm steps and walked towards Yin Wuhuo, stretched out her finger, and a red light penetrated into the black ball, dispelling the gathering shadow.

Following the red light, the little hand stretched into it, grabbed Yin Wuhuo's big hand and pulled it out with all his strength.

Qinghe Huazi was dumbfounded, she looked at the place where the eighteenth generation walked, the place where the little girl Pianzi stepped on actually produced a flower-shaped imprint out of thin air, and the red light she just cast .There are various indications that this girl clearly remembered what happened before!

Not only that, but she also made a contract with Xianhua!

The fairy flower that she had dreamed of getting, actually took the initiative to conclude a contract with this smelly girl after she opened her spiritual wisdom...

"Hahaha!"

Qinghe Huazi tilted her head and laughed, her hair was messy and fell down on her face, and she looked strangely beautiful in addition to the mess she had just finished fighting and hadn't had time to tidy up.

"Hand over the other half of the fairy flower." Shibadai grabbed Yin Wuhuo with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to Qinghe Huazi, "You have already been injured, and you can't beat the two of us."

Yin Wuhuo withdrew his hand that was being pulled and looked at the girl in front of him in confusion, but he also understood that now is obviously not a good time to discuss things.

"Do you think that your mortal body can withstand the impact of the combination of the fairy and the flower?"

Shiba Dai didn't speak, his outstretched hand was still hanging in mid-air.

Yin Wuhuo saw something, and immediately swung his arms to protect the eighteenth generation, eager to try.Just now Qinghe Huazi gave up such a big move to deal with him, her body must have suffered a lot by now, this sentence is afraid that her body will soon be unable to bear his strength.

Hmph, without a body, I'll see how you pull it!

Sure enough, as Yin Wuhuo thought, a bloodstain left from the corner of her lips, Qinghe Hanako fell down on the tatami, her pale skin began to ooze blood, not because she didn't want to stand, but because her body was already connected The most basic support is no longer available.

A trace of black smoke came out of the ear, Qinghe Hanako gritted her teeth, this body is useless!

Countless black smoke came out from all over the body, the woman's body fell to the ground powerlessly, large swaths of blood seeped into the tatami and dyed the area around the corpse brightly, and above the corpse, a ball of Huge black smoke, they hovered and moved Yin Wuhuo and Shibadai both saw the red flowers wrapped in the black mist in the center.

It is fairy flower.

The eighteenth generation's eyes lit up, and he was about to go forward to snatch the fairy flower, but was pulled back by Yin Wuhuo.

"She said, you will die if you do this." He is now sure that the girl standing beside him is the seventeenth generation.Now that I have seen her, I will not let her die in front of me again.

Shiba Dai shook off Yin Wuhuo's hand but couldn't shake it, and couldn't help but anxiously said: "It's too late, the fairy flower can't be obtained by her, otherwise all this will never end!"

Yin Wuhuo wanted to say something to stop him, but a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind. He turned his head and looked at the fairy flower in the black mist, stretching out his hand towards Shibadai, "Give me your flower."

"Ah?" Shiba Dai didn't know why.

"I said, give me your flowers."

"quick!"

For Yin Wuhuo, the Eighteenth Generation trusted Yin Wuhuo quite a bit. Seeing that he was so determined, he hesitated a little and handed over the fairy flower to him.

"Cut off the connection between you." Yin Wuhuo said again.

Shibadai frowned, thinking that since Hua had already handed over, he gritted his teeth and kept doing nothing, forcing himself to unilaterally cut off the connection with Xianhua.

Big tears fell on the ground one by one, the little girl's pale face was covered with sweat, and her hands were shaking so much that she could hardly hold Yin Wuhuo's hand.

It hurts, it hurts so much, it's like gouging out her heart and soul.

A puddle of sweat gathered under his feet, and the eighteenth generation was panting heavily, as if he had just been fished out of the water, the original red lips were almost gone.

Feeling that the connection with Xianhua had been severed, she nodded weakly at Yin Wuhuo, and then her whole body sank down.

Seeing that the little girl had achieved this kind of virtue, Yin Wuhuo didn't dare to delay, followed the train of thought in his mind just now, and threw the fairy flower in his hand towards the direction of the black mist.

Qinghe Huazi was overjoyed when she saw that the fairy flower she had been longing for was being thrown over, the black mist stretched and retracted, and immediately wrapped the fairy flower in it.

In the black mist, the two fairy flowers collided and merged continuously, and Yin Wuhuo knew that this process was very painful just by looking at it.

The whole cloud of black mist twisted and twisted into various shapes, and finally the two flowers finally merged together successfully, and the black mist gradually gathered, outlining the appearance of a woman.

"Ahaha, you are so stupid!"

As soon as Qinghe Huazi finished speaking, suddenly, a beam of red light shot out, and the black mist that had just condensed into a human form twisted again, and accompanied by a burst of buzzing, the huge impact force brought by the explosion knocked all the black mist into pieces. Not left.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yin Wuhuo hugged Shiba Dai and rushed out. The whole house collapsed in an instant.

Standing among the ruins, Yin Wuhuo was stunned for a long time, then picked up the little girl and sent her to the hospital.

Everything is over, and the curse and torture that have plagued the shrine maiden for more than 300 years are all gone with the death of the big monster.

Without the fairy flower and the identity of the witch, Shibadai is just an ordinary person from now on.

She can no longer hear the voices of little monsters chatting, and she doesn't have to be locked up in an empty shrine all day long. The most important thing is that she can have many friends, and she will have her own family in the future...

……

Two days later, Shibadai was wearing a hospital gown and sitting on a bench basking in the sun. Suddenly, the warm sunlight was blocked. She opened her eyes, and there was a white-haired young man in front of her.

He holds a red begonia in his hand.

"Excuse me, what can you do?" she asked.

"..."

The young man remained silent, and directly stuffed Begonia into her hand, then turned and left, leaving only eighteen generations with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Hey, kid, is this really okay? People have forgotten you again." Fan Wujiu turned his head to look at the flowers in Shibadai's hands.

"fine."

It's okay to be forgotten, it's fine to have existed.

Xie Bi'an looked at the back of Yin Wuhuo's head thoughtfully, and he understood.

The boy they watched grow up has really grown up today.

The author has something to say: Begonia, Flower Language: Eternal Friendship

Sorry again...the update time is so irregular

Because the three-dimensional is really busy

Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays are basically empty around the clock, and there is a great possibility that the updates will be interrupted during these three days

I haven't saved the manuscript yet, I update orz every day

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