What is the use of the blood of this temple

In June, the two major college exchange competitions in Tokyo and Kyoto, the first grade also participated together.

long time no see.

I greeted the two elementary school boys, and they responded politely.

In other words, the Zen Academy is also a first-year student.That arrogant and noble face came to my mind.

To prevent my juniors from being disadvantaged, I think it is still necessary to tell them that when they meet this person, they should treat him well.

It's all for our school, not public revenge.

It's fuming.Qihai pulled back while she was still being silly and happy, away from that senior.

Sure enough, none of the seniors were normal people.

Thinking like this, Jianren Qihai paused slightly when he pulled Huiyuan behind him and raised his eyes.

If I'm not mistaken, those two seniors... It didn't seem like this when I first entered school, but the eyes now...

I always feel that something terrible has happened, and the overall feeling of the second grade has some subtle changes to him, but this may be a growth on the good side. After all, ignoring those strange emotions, Senior Noctua and the first time he met Compared to, more...

Qihai didn't know how to describe it, but if I insisted on a metaphor, it would be like the dusty pearl exuding a lustrous luster after being wiped.

The sharp horns have become smooth, and the long shoulder-length hair with flat bangs well conceals the coldness that has not faded away, and the smile when facing his partner soaks into his eyes.The changes brought about made people who hadn't seen each other for a long time suddenly realize that this kind of expression would also appear on her body.

Seeing the senior who was no longer depressed in the corners of his eyes and brows, Qihai inadvertently exuded flying colors during the conversation, and his mood became a little brighter.

Unsurprisingly, they are an important pillar of the future of conjuration.

But for him, it is more important to run forward than envy.

"Hey Qihai, you suddenly caught fire behind you!"

There were Wu and Jie in the exchange competition, and we girls had no room to display our skills, so after saying hello, we happily held hands to find someone.

"Boys are really clingy." Nitro said with a sigh.

I walked with my arms around her, turned my head to look at her when I heard the words, and made a nasal sound in doubt, but I only got a look with unknown meaning.

"you idiot."

? ? ?Tell me what I am doing, I am wronged.

This time in Kyoto, we can’t fight at all. Except for one key target, the rest is almost a matter of waving hands, which is quite boring, so we discussed it and decided to fish for it.For the sake of the fairness of the competition, it is better to leave it to the students to hone and hone.

After receiving the news from Jie and Wu, I went to their side with Nitro.

Passing through the dense woods, behind the branches and leaves are two people with their backs to us who don't know what they are doing.

When I got closer, it turned out that it was cleaning the fish.

Looking at the belly-turned fishes on the river, I knew it was Wu Tiao Wu's fault.

Jie is working hard to clear his bowels and scrape his stomach, but the fish in Wu Tiao Wu's hand is miserable, with holes all over his body.I watched the fish's eyes glow strangely in the daytime, and I always felt that it was dying.

"Shall we find some tools?"

"Well, it's troublesome." Jie smiled at us, and by the way, he brought back Wujo Satoru, who was quietly rubbing beside us and wanted to leave with us.

I heard the kid click his tongue secretly, and Jie should have heard it too, the veins on his forehead obviously twitched.

Poor Satoru.

There was no sincerity in my heart to mourn for him, and then I habitually grabbed candies in my pockets with both hands, each stuffed a handful, and then left with nitrous.

This hilltop is the site of Kyoto. Although it is here, everyone has no intention of keeping a low profile. On the way to find suitable wood, Nitzi and I also grabbed a handful of fungi, made a few rabbits, and even found one. Abandoned warehouse, where some kitchen utensils were found.

Nitro picked up the rabbit in his hand, looked at the red eyes for a while, then sighed helplessly, urging the girl who was still looking for treasure.

"Okay, let's go, they should be waiting."

"coming!"

I turned around and raised the spoon in my hand, squinted my eyes and let the nitrate wipe the dust off my face.

Since the trip was fruitful, two male high school students gathered around the pile of things in amazement.

Xia Youjie wiped the sweat from his forehead. He thought he was just going to find some wood for the fire, but now it seems like a big project.

He turned his gaze to Gojo Satoru, who was quite interested in picking among a pile of things, and showed a dangerous smile.

Approaching him, then bent down and patted his best friend on the shoulder.

"Wu, these rabbits depend on you."

"what?"

Gojo Wu watched helplessly as Xia Youjie said with a serious expression the importance of seasoning to food, and then volunteered to find the seasoning. He didn't know what he was going to do, but the girl nodded and let him go.

Wait……

Gojo Satoru stretched out his retaining hand, and was dragged by the collar towards the rabbit by the collar.

"Depending on your enlightenment, neither Nitro nor I can solve this rabbit."

I cheer him on.

Although he was reluctant, he also knew that it was not good for a boy to let a girl do such a thing, so he rolled up his sleeves swiftly while cursing and swearing.

……

"Enlightenment! Blood!"

"Why am I here!"

"No... you have it all over your body, don't come here!!"

Since it was the first time to do this kind of thing, the eldest young master didn't quite understand why the blood would splash all over his body when he gently peeled off the fur.

In the end, I buried the dead rabbit properly, and released the rest of the rabbits. Seeing the white-haired dumpling running around, I felt complicated.

Most of Gojo Satoru's body was splattered with blood, and he was currently wiping a few drops from his cheeks.Although there is no lower limit, God has treated his face too favorably, and it looks like only his face is the cleanest.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have taken it lightly if I knew it earlier." He muttered.

Nitrate and I couldn't help but frowned, but our companion was in such a miserable state, we still cleared our throats and straightened our expressions.

"Wu, do you want to wash by the river or report to the teacher directly?"

"Wash it as you please." Gojo Satoru unzipped his coat irritably, revealing the bottoming shirt inside.

It's too troublesome to report, and the monitoring here should have let the people watching know what happened. As Wujo Satoru, there is no need to worry about clean clothes, so there is no need to report it.

Soon, after taking a few steps forward, I found a basket with clean clothes.

As expected, he raised his eyebrows, picked up his clothes and waved his hands, and walked towards the river. Nitro and I also agreed to go back and set up the pot first.

Gojo Satoru squatted by the small river to wash away the blood. Seeing no one around, he dismissed the monitoring, and the white shirt was untied and thrown aside.The owner of the shirt seemed troublesome, so he simply stood up and went into the water to wash it.

The color of blood spread in the water, and soon became clear again, a beautiful face indifferently reflected in the flowing water.

The drops of water slid down along the muscles, and the slight sound of footsteps instantly sharpened the slightly empty eyes, and looked towards the sound.

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