Unusual couples in the world of conjuration

According to what Wujo Wu said, Bai Ci returned to Kinoshita's old house.

Kinoshita's old house is located in a remote place, following the map navigation, Bai Ci almost lost his way.Open it again? The memo on the phone, he confirmed for the seventh time that it is indeed nearby.

"This is too biased." Bai Ci muttered.

In front of his eyes, the dirty black windbreaker passed by.Looking up from the screen of the mobile phone, Bai Ci stopped and recognized him as an acquaintance.And the man stood sideways, with his hands in his pockets, looking far away, looking at something in the distance.

It's Murakami Feimo.The senior conjurer who became a monk halfway.

The breeze blew the ends of his hair, and the bangs were slightly curled and stayed on his forehead.It was the morning, and the sunlight was not very strong, and the light fell on Murakami Feimo's side face, outlining the loneliness in his expression.

It looks like something has been lost, completely irretrievable.

Bai Ci stepped forward and called out, "Senior Murakami."

Only then did he regain his senses, Murakami Feimo turned his head, looked at Bai Ci, and said hello: "Ah you? Here you come."

His tone was light and his words were strange.

Thinking of Murakami Feimo, a person who couldn't even see through Wujo Wu's six eyes, Bai Ci felt strange.But for some reason, he always felt that this person was not hostile.

You know, except for a few relatives and friends, Bai Ci doesn't trust others very much.And Murakami Feimo has always been lazy, sloppy, lonely and secluded, living like a wandering ghost, appearing from time to time, as if he has no destiny in this world.

Moreover, Bai Ci noticed that his gaze was always on a place far away.Following his gaze, Bai Ci saw a corner of the roof.On the eaves, there are flower protection bells hanging, and the bells sway gently in the wind.

He felt something in his heart, and looked at Murakami Feimo: "Is that place Kinoshita's old house?"

Murakami Feimo gave a "hmm" and turned to Bai Ci: "You? You are the owner of the Kinoshita family. Why do you act like you have never been here before?"

Bai Ci asked back: "Senior, why are you here?"

"Fate? Fate? This is it." Ignoring the rationality of the words, Murakami said without changing his face.

He was wearing a dusty and dirty black windbreaker, and the soles of his trouser legs were stained with mud, revealing his laziness.With an ordinary appearance, there is a hint of indifference on his face. When he looks at people, he glances at them, then turns away, falls elsewhere, and then stares blankly.Seems to have lost interest in everything.

After looking at him for a while, Bai Ci didn't expose him, but said, "Next time, I'll wear a monk's cassock, so it's better to get alms."

Murakami Feimo gave a "hmm" and nodded.Then he said, "You? Go to Muxia's old house, alone? I'll go with you."

"No need." Bai Ci said decisively.

With a Murakami Feimo of unknown origin beside him, he instinctively felt unsafe.

Murakami Feimo raised his hand and pointed to the flower bell under the eaves: "I have been here before. It looks close, but in fact there are many alleys and twists and turns. You may get lost. I will take you there. Let’s take a guide fee by the way.”

Squinting his eyes, Bai Ci looked at him, Murakami Feimo looked innocent, as if he was greedy for such a small fortune.Bai Ci suddenly thought that his incantation ability was disguise, and under the ordinary facial features, to a large extent, he was not his real face.

Untrustworthy.

After a while, Bai Ci finally opened his mouth and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Since he couldn't be trusted, he just wanted to see what trick Murakami Feimo was playing.

·

Along the way, Murakami Feimo walked in front, and Bai Ci was separated from him by two or three meters.

This distance, neither far nor near, advances and retreats properly.It's a pity that I didn't bring a book, otherwise I would be able to activate my spell ability.Bai Ci regretted it, but staring at the thin Murakami Feimo in front of him, who was the same height as himself, and in terms of pure physical skills, he could also take him down.

At the same time, he found that although Murakami was sloppy, his walking posture was unhurried and his back was straight. It could be seen that his body was elegant and graceful, but he was not as completely straight as he was learning to dance. Anyway, he did not have more than ten years of tutoring Can't do it.

Reminiscing that he became a monk halfway through the world of conjuration, Bai Ci probably guessed that he might have been a down-and-out nobleman in the past. After awakening his magic power, he barely made ends meet by being a conjurer.

He didn't ask much.Because besides Gojo Satoru, Bai Ci is not very interested in other people.

"Here we are." After walking a long way and passing through several alleys, for about an hour, Murakami Feimo stopped at the door of a certain house.

Two or three meters away, Bai Ci also stopped and turned his gaze to the courtyard.What appeared in front of his eyes was a house covering a very large area.He stood at the gate, looked from the left, the wall did not reach the end, looked from the right, the corner of the wall was in a very distant place.

Turning his gaze to the courtyard gate in the middle, a few steps up is a threshold.Above the threshold, there is a plaque.

The writing is chic and freehand, with a few large characters written: Kinoshita House.

A few words, from the free and easy font, you can get a glimpse of its former glory.

This place seems to have been here, but it seems that it has not really been here.However, there is always a very familiar feeling.Bai Ci can even imagine that after crossing the threshold and entering the courtyard, there will be a flowering tree.

"You? Have you never been here?" Murakami Feimo asked suddenly, looking at Bai Ci's expression.

Bai Ci was slightly startled, and then said: "I might have been here when I was a child, I have a little impression."

"Why don't you say you came here in your dream." Murakami Feimo laughed.

Pursing his lips, Bai Ci walked up the stairs, his gaze fell on the two doors.Two doors, rusty, but unlocked.He pushed forward and found that it was locked from the inside.

Bai Ci patted on the door, and the two doors were slammed, but no one opened the door.

"It's locked from inside?" Murakami Feimo said, "There should be someone inside. Do you want to shout inside?"

Without waiting for Bai Ci to stop him, he took a few steps back, folded his hands into a horn and shouted: "Is anyone there, open the door! Master Kinoshita is back!"

He yelled a few times in a row, but saw no movement inside, so Bai Ci asked him to give up and then went over the wall by himself, and then heard a slight rubbing sound inside, like footsteps.

Getting closer.

Then an old voice sounded behind the door: "Come here, come here, it is said that our young master is back, but he was sent away as soon as he was born... Ouch, I don't even recognize him..."

The old voice was rambling, and with the sound of the door lock being unlocked, two doors were opened? One.

An old woman with silver hair was holding the door, looking at the two young men outside with a little vigilance.Then, her eyes lit up, she stepped out her legs carefully, touched the wall and went down the steps little by little, stepped forward in small steps, stretched out a trembling hand towards a young man, rubbed the young man's face desperately, and said: "Ah you? It must be the young master."

Murakami Feimo hid his face from the old grandma's hand in embarrassment, and said, "Stop making trouble, I'm not."

He looked at Bai Ci and begged for help: "Bai Ci you? Talk to me."

Bai Ci turned a deaf ear and walked forward like a maniac, stepping into the door.He hurriedly walked towards the courtyard, stood on the small bridge above the flowing water, and kept looking around.

Then, he saw a flowering tree in bloom.

It is as white as snow, and when the petals fall, it is like a withered snow.In the world, there is no more gorgeous and whiter flower than this one.

This is the flower tree he is familiar with, blooming in his dream.

He has forgotten all about the dream, but he will eventually come under this tree and meet someone.

He also forgot that person, but Bai Ci remembered this white flower tree that never bloomed or withered.

He has forgotten a lot, but he still remembers the place where he was born, and there is always this flower tree.

Trembling, sometimes like a rout.It started from the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, then the lips, then the teeth, and finally the whole face, trembling.On the small bridge, Bai Ci lowered his head, seeing himself in the stream, his whole face was shaking, as if he was trying to endure.

Murakami Feimo slowly reached the small bridge, stared at the trembling boy in the stream, and patted him on the shoulder: "Cry if you want."

The boy ignored him.

Breathing repeatedly, his chest was bullied violently, Bai Ci suppressed his emotions.

"I'm going to ask that old lady about the layout of the houses in this house... in this place."

Saying that, he turned and left.

Murakami Feimo looked at the young man's back, and murmured, "I don't want to admit my past, let alone cry about it... It should be said that it is..."

He didn't make a sound for the next few words, but moved his lower lip.Then, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

·

Knowing that he was Kinoshita Baici, the old woman happily cupped his face with both hands, chatting about many things about his new birth.

From his adoptive father Noctua Zhengdao, Bai Ci only knew that he and his twin brother were born in this old house in Kinoshita.In the world of magic, it is unknown if twins are born in a situation where one has magic power and the other has no magic power.

He was quickly sent away and adopted by Noctuid Zhengdao.

Through the old man in front of him, Bai Ci knew that the baby himself didn't cry very much, but always smiled at people with his eyes open.The baby himself can eat and sleep better than his elder brother, and is always quiet.

And the name Liuli was given by her parents from the very beginning.

"Why do they call me Liuli? Is it because of the Liuli eye?" Bai Ci asked.

The old man's name is Sakurai Hana, and she is a servant of the Kinoshita family. She has stayed here since she was young until she was old.But a few years ago when everyone left, she had nowhere to go, so she continued to stay.

The old man Sakurai touched his face, the calluses on his hands were not very comfortable touching his face, but for some reason, Bai Ci felt very warm.

"At that time, Miss Baifang—your mother—holding you in her arms, she happily said that this child's eyes are really big and clear, as beautiful as colored glaze beads, so I called him Liuli."

Bai Ci tried to imagine the girl Bai Fang in his dream, with big eyes like a deer, happily naming herself.The corner of his mouth curled up.

In my imagination, it was a warm and beautiful picture.

The boy arched his eyebrows, half smiling but not smiling.He couldn't quite imagine it.

Because there is no memory.

"Hi, I found a house layout plan." Murakami Feimo's voice came from behind.

Bai Ci closed his eyes and didn't speak.

After a while, he turned around, walked towards Murakami Feimo, and then stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

After only glancing at him, Murakami Feimo didn't talk nonsense, and handed it directly to him.Looking at the boy's face, he believed that if he said one more word, the end would not be very good.

"Where did you find it?" Unfolding the layout of the house, Bai Ci found that the painting was painted in a deep watercolor color and the paper was well preserved.He found the library as shown in the picture.

Kinoshita's hundred-year-old conjuration family really has a relevant reference room.

"Just wandered around. There was a room similar to the main house, and I found it." Murakami Feimo said vaguely.

Bai Ci, who buried her head in the house layout plan, looked up at him, not believing his words at all.

Such things as house layout plans are generally available in tourist places such as museums and gardens.It is already very strange that the old house of a century-old family has such a house layout.This kind of map that can grasp all the layout and secrets of the house should be in the hands of the owner and hidden.

But Murakami Feimo found it casually.

"Oh, didn't Miss Bai Fang give this to Edward back then?" The old grandma walked over slowly, saw the picture in Bai Ci's hand, and carefully held the edge.

"Edward?" Murakami Feimo asked.

"My father." Bai Ci didn't lift his head.

The old man Yinghua explained that when Bai Ci's father Edward came to visit and lost his way in the house, his mother Bai Fang drew this layout plan and sent him to prevent him from getting lost.

"Oh", Murakami Feimo gradually felt that something was wrong.His expression became a little bit strange, and he slowly turned his face to look at Bai Ci: "You? You don't know where your home is, so it can be said that you don't care about your background. But, do you know what your father's name is?"

"Yes, I checked." Bai Ci said.

Everyone knew about his life experience, Bai Ci didn't find this question very strange.But when he looked up, he found that Murakami Feimo was always staring at him.

He looked puzzled.

And Murakami Feimo asked with a strange expression: "You? Do you want to know your life experience, or don't you want to?"

"What? Is it abnormal to know your father's name?" Bai Ci asked back.

"But you, in this matter, only take the initiative in this matter, and escape from the rest."

Bai Ci didn't answer what Murakami Feimo said, and turned to go to the library.

"Master? Master." The old man Sakurai Hana patted Murakami Feimo's back lightly, and the young man corrected with a wry smile, "I said so..."

"Don't ask." The old man said, "Because that's a problem in Young Master Bai Ci's heart. He was sent away at such a young age, and he never met his parents again. He will always suspect that his parents don't love him."

"So is it love or not?" Murakami Feimo asked.

The old man Sakurai Hana did not answer.The flower tree that bloomed a snow-white tree, with fluttering petals, was as white as snow.

·

The location of the library is very remote, and the collection of books is very old.

Picking out a few books that he thought would be useful, the library was dimly lit and the lights were out, so Bai Ci carried the books to a nearby courtyard and unfolded them in the sunlight.

"Kinoshita Genealogy", "Secrets of a Family of Spells", "Diversity of Spell Inheritance"...

The last book should be the most useful.But Bai Ci opened the first genealogy book, and found his familiar relatives in it.

The genealogy was broken at Baifang Kinoshita, and it was not continued.Bai Ci didn't feel much about the decline of a century-old family.However, he stroked his mother's name carefully, over and over again.

"Have you found what you want?" Murakami Feimo chased after him like a shadow.

Still touching the name, Bai Ci said indifferently: "This courtyard is not too close to the library, and the inner room has even more winding corridors. I almost lost my way with the layout plan of the house, but you walked over easily."

He raised his eyes and said, "You? It seems that you know more about this house than me."

Bai Ci looked at Murakami Feimo who was standing there, his eyes were like knives.

"Who are you?"

"Well..." Murakami Feimo turned his head and thought for a while, and said, "...can't tell..."

Bai Ci was about to jump up and grab him when a voice intervened into the conversation between the two.

"Long time no see, Bai Ci."

The source of the sound is on the wall of the courtyard.

Bai Ci took a closer look and couldn't believe it.

"... Zigui?"

The person who came was Bai Ci's former friend, Matsukatomiki who degenerated into a curse master a year ago.

Behind him, Murakami Feimo said softly: "It's not too late, it's good."

Bai Ci didn't hear it.

He still doesn't know the crisis in it.

The author has something to say: When I wrote the first three chapters, I was at the airport.

When this chapter is written, it is also an airport.

In the middle and later stages of this story, I suddenly felt a little emotional in my heart.I don’t know if the little angels have started school. I hope that in the second half of the story journey, someone will accompany me through the woo woo woo.