Bamboo branch girl

It rained in the afternoon.

Zhuji braved the rain and returned to Shenju, dragged her wet clothes into the house, and kept taking pictures of Huang who was sleeping soundly.

Huang sleeps very well, and once he falls asleep, he is unshakeable.Zhuji patted it several times before he woke up, and when he woke up, he saw Zhuji looking sullen.

"I want dry clothes, lend me." After speaking, Zhuji violently tore off Huang's clothes, then hid behind the screen and put them on her body, and then dried her hair.

The men's kimono was very loose, and when she put it on, it turned into a long skirt that dragged the floor. When she came out, she tripped over the hem of the clothes, and she refused to sit up and sit with tears in her eyes.

She wanted to cry a long time ago, but she held back until now.

I haven't been with Natsume Rei for a long time, but she is really a good child, well-behaved and sensible, even the stubborn Natsume Tomo and Natsume Yoshi like her very much.

Good people are not rewarded!

That woman clearly wanted to find someone to drag her to death together. She was obviously sent to the dungeon because she committed a crime and made a mistake first. Now that she was tortured to death, she blamed others.

So why did this woman do such sneaky things in the first place? If there is something wrong with the city lord's system, then it doesn't mean that other people who live peacefully will go to jail?Is it not good to work and live honestly?

The sins I have committed have to bite others back, and let innocent people go to be buried with them. Sure enough, poor people are not worthy of sympathy, because she is very hateful.

Huang didn't know when he put on a new set of clothes, which was the same style as the one Zhuji was wearing.He didn't help Zhuji up, but made a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked, "What are you angry about?"

"The hanged ghost came to me this morning, and she killed Xiao Li." Finally, Zhuji couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into tears, "Xiao Li... Xiao Li is dead, and being a god can't do much. , and cannot be brought back to life.”

After drinking a whole cup of tea, Huang said, "Don't be a fool, go back to the bamboo forest and practice hard."

Zhuji's face was pressed to the ground, softly flattened into a ball of glutinous rice: "I won't go, I will wait for my brother to come."

Lu Dan said indifferently: "I went to check, you don't have a brother, maybe it's something you imagined."

The brother she mentioned has no name and no surname, so how can I find out?Huang asked her father that Yu Yiji had no older brother, only a younger sister who died shortly after she was born.She had no playmates when she was a child, and she was often alone. After she went to the human world, she was in the company of demons and ghosts, and she didn't know any older brothers.

If "brother" wasn't a figment of her imagination, who else would it be?

Zhuji got up, her face swelled into a bun again: "I have it! I have it!"

"Why are you so persistent?" Huang stretched out her hand to touch Zhuji's head, but she flung it away ungratefully, dodged behind Huang and lay on his back.

Zhuji said sadly: "Because I only have my elder brother as a family member. Without him, I would be very lonely. Everyone doesn't like to play with me."

"That's impossible." Huang took her hand and pulled her forward, "Could it be that you can't remember me except his memory?"

After leaving the bamboo forest, Zhuji has undergone tremendous changes, and even her memory has been confused. Huang doesn't know how to get the original Zhuji back. The only way is to remind her of everything about the past.

Zhuji looked into Huang's eyes and said, "I know, you are God's Punisher, you told me that day."

Huang sighed: "I am Huang."

Zhuji started to get confused: "Huang...Huang...Huang is Brother Fatty? Brother Fatty said he is famous all over the world...Could Brother Fatty be the lord of the city?"

"Do you remember Wannianzhu?"

Zhuji thought for a while and said, "Wannianzhu...is he the same person as Uncle Hai? I remember he said that I want to marry you, but you are so bad that I don't want to marry at all."

Huang knocked Zhuji's head with the bone of his hand: "Sure enough, it messed up the memory."

Originally, her memory was not good, and now even her own father has forgotten, but she can remember the past life clearly. She is really a magical species, so it is no wonder that Wannianzhu often beats her.

Poor memory should be played.

"If you don't want to marry, you have to marry. You have to do what it says in the marriage book." Huang gave Zhuji another shudder.Back then, he begged Wannianzhu to put their names on it, which was already very embarrassing. He was also threatened by Wannianzhu to plant [-] bamboos within a year, otherwise he would not marry his daughter.

Three thousand bamboos cannot rely on external forces.

Then, there is absolutely no way to finish planting within a year, because barren will only destroy...

Wannianzhu was obviously trying to make things difficult for him, but he could only hold back, otherwise Wannianzhu would really delete their names.

"Will you punish me if you don't marry me?" Zhuji wanted to be with her elder brother more, now that the "male favourite" is on the top, it always feels weird.But Master Tian Punishment is really scary, she is very scared.

Huang squeezed Zhuji's face and said firmly, "Yes."

"But monsters are really a little reluctant to be gods." Zhuji also has self-knowledge.

"Climbing to the sky in one step will only add a lot of troubles." Huang asked, "Will it be enchanted?"

Zhuji shook her head blankly.

"Do you know how to use the tribute?" Huang asked again.

Zhuji bit her finger and shook her head.

Huang held his forehead and asked: "Also, what should you say and what should you do when you are being worshiped? If it is just to satisfy the wishes of others, then first of all, you know whether your own ability can help them? "

Zhuji showed innocent eyes, poked her hand and said weakly: "Does it count as a cure?"

Huang said: "For the benefit of mankind, healing is useless. Most human beings only think about how to prolong their lifespan, and then would rather sacrifice us. Almost no gods in Gensokyo will learn healing techniques, and they humans also have own doctor."

Therefore, he chose to have the ability to destroy.

Only by destroying can we conquer and have deterrent power.Let humans fear, they will not become more and more arrogant.Things like prescience are only for human beings, so he doesn't care if he doesn't want them.

After being betrayed by humans, he abandoned this milder ability.

Everyone worships gods that are beneficial to them, but they don't know that these gods are managed by a small number of extremely destructive gods.

"As a god, whoever has the most sacrifices should go to that one, right?" Zhuji recalled the resentful girl again, "The city lord said that he asked monks to pray for blessings, why is she still making such a fuss, blaming me for my relationship with the city lord?" collusion."

Huang took a wagashi from the table, stuffed it in Zhuji's mouth, and said, "So it's too early for you to become a god."

Zhuji chewed it a few times before swallowing it, and quickly retorted: "But I am a god, why can't I continue to be a monster now? Is it because I forced my brother to go to the Underworld? But I didn't let him go, he went by himself."

Huang seriously said: "It's not about this matter. For example, the city lord, or the enlightenment he said, what is it to you? Is he using you as a puppet, or are you using him?"

Zhuji was still addicted to eating, so she stretched out her hand to grab another wagashi and ate it, holding it in her mouth and said vaguely: "Benefits are shared, aren't human beings and gods a community of interests?"

"..."

She was right, and she had nothing to refute.

Zhuji rushed over and sat on Huang's lap, held his face and said, "Why don't we make a bet!"

Not bad.

Good gamble.

He likes to gamble very much. Once he has gambles, he doesn't have to help Wannianzhu plant [-] bamboos himself.

It feels good to be able to command at will after winning.

"If I lose this time, I will plant [-] bamboos for me." Huang gave Zhuji a cup of tea, hoping that she would not eat too much sweets, which would be bad for her health.

The taste of bitter tea mixed with sweetness and fruit swirled on the tip of her tongue and recombined into an unpalatable smell.

She coughed a few times, but swallowed desperately.

"Why plant bamboo? I'm not necessarily a loser, and my brother will definitely like my decision." Zhuji also did the same thing as Huang just now, mixing bitter tea and sugar and feeding him to drink.

On the contrary, Huang felt that the taste was delicious, so he didn't say much.But Zhuji thought that Huang was too uncomfortable to make a sound, and she was the only one who was complacent.

Regarding Zhuji's question just now, Huang told the truth: "You are too unlucky, you don't usually get along well with the God of Fortune, and your decision will only make me wipe your ass for you."

Zhuji nodded stupidly: "So that's how it is... It's fine if Lord Tian Punishment doesn't wipe it for me, I won't trouble you."

While rubbing Zhuji's hair, Huang said in a cold tone: "Remember to save your strength to plant three thousand bamboos, good boy."

"I... I won't lose!" Zhuji hiccupped, "I, I will think of a good way to make Kumamoto City full of white rice, and then I can use it to prove that I have enough qualifications to continue being a god... "

"Before that, you have to fulfill your obligations first." Huang interrupted Zhuji's words, and he was not sure how long she could go on.

"What?" Zhu Ji was confused.

"Shoulders are tired, legs are sore, hair is messy, I'm hungry, and I didn't take a shower." Huang said.

"...I see..." She almost forgot that she was the servant who was here today.

Zhuji lowered her head and opened the window, and the scent of daffodils wafted out of the window.

It wasn't raining, but it was almost dusk.

It turned out that we had chatted for so long, even though Huang told her a lot of truths, she still couldn't let go of it.Xia Muli's death was a big blow to Xia Muren, and it was the same for her.

Don't think about it yet, you can't do anything if you think about it too much.Let's think about how to "serve" the big Buddha in the house. Anyway, it's almost a day, and tomorrow will return to normal, so Renren will pass.

Zhuji ran to the kitchen and made a pot of chicken soup. She took a sip secretly, it was delicious.She returned to the room with the chicken soup in her hand, poured it into a bowl spoon by spoon, served it to Huang, and watched him finish it.

Then she went to hammer Huang's back and pinch his legs.

Thinking back when Huang was a male favourite, he also served Zhu Ji in this way, but now Feng Shui has changed.

Now, Huang is going to take a bath.

Zhuji was going to rub his back and body for him.

Huang was very satisfied, and decided to reward Zhuji for letting her sleep with her tonight.Zhuji's smile froze, she threw away the brush and left, resolutely rejecting his request.

This bet is sure to win!Make up for today's humiliation!Zhuji thought secretly, walking under the sky that turned into black, there was a burst of shade behind her.