My BE is all over the world

Kazama Yu, who greeted Ji Guo Yuan Yi and Ji Guo Yan Sheng, sat on the bed. His room was arranged very well by the old bustard, perhaps it really started to cultivate his mentality.But it's a pity that there is a boy under this skin.

Because there was no one, Kazama Yu was too lazy to look like a girl, the drooping skirt was pulled aside casually, and his Erlang legs were raised, he raised his eyebrows and looked over: "Yan Sheng, don't stop me he?"

Can't bear to see my younger brother's appearance, the elder brother who proposed this idea: ...

Ji Guoyan Sheng coughed lightly, he leaned against the window and looked out, completely ignoring the situation here, acting like I don't know anything.

Ji Guoyuanyi lightly pulled Feng Jianyu's hand, and spread out the small burden he brought with him on the ground, presenting it in front of everyone.

Various pastries and snacks in small portions, a bunch of candied haws, and some steaming meat.

Kazama Yu's food here is not as good, and it can't be said that the food is not as good. The food here is also very good, but it is for his own face and body. Naturally, there are many taboos, and Also don't eat much.It really took a lot of energy for him to maintain this appearance, and the amount of clear soup and water was not enough, which really made him feel a lot uncomfortable.

He picked up pastries and steaming food and held them up for Ji Guoyuan to have a look: "How did you know to prepare these? Did you eat it yourself?"

Ji Guoyuan nodded obediently: "I think I will come to see Ah Yu."

Kazama Yu took a bite of the juicy chicken thigh, with some cumin sprinkled on it, it tasted fragrant and delicious, and it had a taste that was completely different from clear soup with little water.

After hearing Ji Guoyuanyi's words, he understood that even if this guy didn't come today, he would definitely come tomorrow.Thinking of the topic that Ji Guo Yan Sheng avoided just now, it is estimated that Ji Guo Yan Sheng had already seen his intentions, and gave him a step to let him start looking for himself today.

Feng Jianyu stretched out his oily hand, and pinched Ji Guoyuan's soft face: "No one noticed?"

"No one noticed." Ji Guoyuan pinched this face obediently, nodded seriously, and kept his gaze on Feng Jianyu.

Kazama Yu pulled his hand back and licked his fingertips. After noticing his burning eyes, he nodded helplessly: "I see, as long as no one finds out, you can come at night."

This is also out of consideration for my own stomach, and it is definitely not the reason for being soft-hearted towards the children I raised.

Kazama Yu warned himself so.

Ji Guoyan Sheng, who was leaning on the window and looking at the moon, didn't speak, just glanced at the two of them, and when he was about to prepare for a while to see the sticky emotions of the two of them alone, he was led by Kazama Yu The oily hand tore off the window and left a big oil mark on his face.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng: ...

I can't take it anymore, my fist is hard!

……

Ji Guoyuan and the others came at a very good time, because three days later there will be a festival here, and girls from all floors will show their faces at that time. Business will not be bad in the next few months.

Kazama Yu was also bought by the desperate bustard for this purpose.The past three days have been normal, Ji Guo Yuan Yi and Ji Guo Yan Sheng will come every night, they never stop searching for news during the day, and coming to Kazama Yu at night can be regarded as a short rest.

Tomorrow is the beginning of the festival, Ji Guoyuan and the others came later than usual, but Kazama Yu was not seen in the room.They sat and waited for a while before seeing Kazama Yu cautiously opened the door and came back.

"You don't need to accompany me in today, go back to rest early, it's late." When the probe saw the two people sitting inside, Feng Jianyu turned around to block the little maid following behind, and shook his head at her.

He was facing the little maid, just blocking her gaze from looking inside.

The little maid has always been very suspicious of Kazama Yu, this person never let her wait on her, even when taking a bath, although her personality looks cold but very gentle, and she never beat or scolded her.

The little maid thought about it, and finally nodded and retreated.

Kazama Yu entered while dragging a heavy coat while looking at this side.

"It's preparing for tomorrow's performance. There will be a girl in each building going up to perform." He explained, "This event will be held in the evening, and the carnival will last all night. You can take advantage of this time to have a good time Check it out, this is a good opportunity."

Ji Guoyan Sheng didn't expect that a room full of girls would finally choose him, who just came in, to play: "You...what are you performing?"

Kazama Yu patted the corner of his clothes. He has a deep understanding of women's clothing in the past few days, and he is about to gain some experience: "Dancing. The dance I have learned before, they saw it and said it was okay."

Ji Guoyuan turned his head to the side with a pastry in his mouth and looked over, his eyes full of doubts.

After getting along for so many years, he didn't know that Kazama Yu could dance, and Kazama Yu didn't dance for them, but skipped before the song.

Kazama Yu flicked Ji Guoyuan's head, but didn't speak.

……

The night of the second day came quickly, and the whole street lost a bit of the obscenity and shouting in the past, and became a bit more normal and lively. Under the beautiful colorful lights, countless women wore their most beautiful clothes and put on The most beautiful makeup looks in front of everyone.

In each building, the girls who were selected to participate in the competition were sitting in high sedan chairs, being carried by the men and bumped and swayed to the big stage set up in the center.

There are a lot more snacks around, and a lot more men, and a lot of women also come here.This festive performance is more of a nature, without too much sensuality.

Everyone who comes here will give a little money to buy a flower. Of course, rich people can buy more flowers. Their flowers are dedicated to the girl they like and who has performed well.

There is a big basket in front of the gorgeous stage. If you like it, you can throw flowers into it. Then someone will move your basket down, clean up the flowers in it, and use the number of flowers to select No.1.

It was already a bit late when Ji Guoyuan had a drink and Ji Guo Yansheng entered the stage. There were ten people in total, and it was already the fourth performer.

I asked Kazama Yu yesterday, and they were the third last to appear.Because there is no money in the building, the finale and opening cannot be done, so the organizers can only let the organizers arrange it at will.What's more, it has been uneventful before, and this time everyone said that they were just running with them.

Ji Guo Yuanyi and Ji Guo Yan Sheng sat relatively back, locked in the shadows, picked up the knife at their waist and put it in their arms.The people around thought they were warriors, and they turned a lot of admiring glances on them, but they turned a blind eye to them.

Before reaching Kazama Yu, Ji Guoyuan's eyes kept falling on the surroundings, carefully examining the suspicious atmosphere around him.

As the announcement and music sounded again, the words Kazama Yu rang out. Ji Guoyuan, who was still paying attention to the outside, froze for a moment, and turned his head to look at the center of the stage.On one side, Ji Guoyan Sheng looked at the audience knowingly, replacing Ji Guo Yuanyi's monitoring task.

It was a music that was so soft that it was almost sad. It was not suitable for the lively scene today. It had nothing to do with the person who played it, but the tune that was played was very strange. This music moved the soul as if it was trembling.

The noisy sound became smaller and smaller, until the curtain above the stage was pulled away, and the audience gradually fell silent when they glimpsed the people behind the curtain.

The unfolded fan surface depicts the bright red Bianhua, which is extremely red and gorgeous, and the bright red color seems to be portrayed with blood as the pigment.

Under the other half of the face that was not covered by the fan, there are slightly opened eyes with slanting eyes, following the stretching posture of the other side of the fan, it perfectly connects with the red painted on the eyes and stretches to the end of the eyes, and those black eyes shine Looking at the stars, there is an indifferent and chilling aura.

What he was wearing was not an ordinary dance costume, on the contrary, it was extraordinarily formal. Looking at that form would always make people feel familiar. Ji Guoyan Sheng saw a lot of things, so he recognized them quickly.The clothes Kazama Hae wears are very similar to those of the shrine maidens, but there have been many changes and color changes.

The melody falls, and a high-pitched sound is played, like a whining cry.

The "girl" stood up in response, flipped the fan and stood in front of her body, her outstretched feet slightly touched the ground and lifted slightly.

"She" turned the fan and the sharp wind sounded as a melody harmony, and the completely exposed appearance under the fan was emotionless, just like a delicate doll.

"She"'s fan opens and closes slowly, but her movements are clean and decisive with a chilling aura. In the eyes of more people, what "she" wields is not a fan, but a knife, an extremely sharp knife .

The fan falls horizontally, driving the wind to add to the fun. Those who are blown past seem to be pressed against the neck by a cold blade, but their souls are trembling.

Is this a sacrificial dance?

Yes.

But this is also the scythe wielded by the indifferent god of death, "she" is singing the lament, harvesting the remaining souls.

In the eyes of the two people, what they saw was completely different scenery.

Kazama Yu stared indifferently, he silently counted every beat and step, every fall was rehearsed countless times, he danced this dance again after many years.The world he sees is a magical world.

There are countless souls floating in the air, some are ugly and beautiful, there are painful people who are full of obsession and do not want to disperse, and there are evil ghosts who have been killed and cannot survive.

The ferocious soul was entrenched and roaring, unwilling to leave, and was finally cut off by the wind blowing when the fan was waving, and returned to reincarnation.

The kind soul is swept by the fan to collect all obsessions and unwillingness to fall back to the fan and roll into Kazama Yu's body, and finally returns to reincarnation with a smile and relieved eyes.

This is a dance to sacrifice the soul, and this is a funeral song sung for the soul.

……

"That's... what is that...?"

In a dark corner, a pair of eyes looked at the figure on the stage, and their eyes were filled with almost paranoid fanaticism.

His heart was beating, his soul was trembling, almost shattered.

This shocking emotion and this dance were transmitted to a distant place through those eyes, and were seen by their king.

So in the dark night, the cup tightly held by the ghost king fell to the ground, and his suddenly dilated pupils were engraved with the familiar face many years ago.

besides--.

The figure of what he longed for.