Death fan talker

"Ji Yang, do you want to compete with me?"

Ji Yang Zhiwu, who had just come out of the dormitory, was walking alone on the way to the practice classroom, when a white and blue figure suddenly appeared in the bushes beside the avenue, blocking her.

Lifting his chin, looking at the rising sun in the east, the clouds in the sky will be dyed pale gold.Jiyang Zhiwu looked back at the other party: "Why?"

The white and blue figure was wearing a Shino-in uniform, holding two black pistols on his shoulders. Kong Su Zhennian, who had already put on a pose with a confident expression, suddenly slumped: "Does this need a reason?"

Ji Yang Zhiwu nodded.Kongsu Zhennian rubbed his hair in distress, then moved his shoulders unnaturally: "Well... I won't say that it's because the graduation ceremony is going to be held tomorrow, and I'm leaving Mao to go to the Gotei Thirteen Team to take office , I thought that I should at least have a sparring with you, after all, we have known each other for four years and haven't fought each other, so I am a bit unwilling..."

Ji Yang Zhiwu quickly interrupted him: "Even if you start with 'I won't tell', I won't believe what you're telling the truth." She stepped forward and said slowly, "Your hand You have been betrayed."

Kong Suzhen immediately stopped moving his shoulders when he heard the words, and smiled embarrassedly: "You can see through this? Well, the real reason is mainly because I went to Liuhun Street yesterday to improve the food, who knows where" "Wei Li" met a guy who was a match for chess, and had a small fight, and now he is still unsatisfied, and his hands are very itchy.So just..."

""Wei Li"? "Jiyang Zhiwu raised his eyebrows, "Nanliuhun Street District, "Weili"?" "

"That's right. That guy is still a member of the fifth team, haha, so I decided to apply for the fifth team tomorrow when I apply for the fifth team." Kong Suzhen smiled triumphantly, put down the knife on his shoulder and knocked on the ground , "Now I feel full of energy, come on, compete with me."

Glancing at Kongsu Zhennian suspiciously, Ji Yang knew that Wu was frustrating and said: "Because of the great fighting spirit, a person who may become the chief officer of a certain team of the thirteenth team of the guardian court wants to fight with a fourth student of the Zhenyang Spiritual Art Institute." Ordinary students in class C, have a private competition?"

Hearing her tone, Kong Su Zhennian felt a little uncomfortable, and quickly said, "Don't be so mean."

Jiyang Zhiwu raised his eyebrows: "Then, what is the purpose of a six-year student who has awakened Zanpakuto repeatedly asking for a competition to a four-year student who doesn't even have a shallow fight? I don't believe that 'war It's an excuse like that."

"Of course... this... Really, you are such a boring woman." He hesitated for a long time, but because he couldn't answer, Kong Suzhen simply took the knife and was about to leave, "I can't hide anything from you. Forget it." Bye bye."

Ji Yang Zhiwu nodded unceremoniously: "Goodbye. I won't go to the ceremony tomorrow."

"You..." Kong Suzhen turned his head angrily, wanted to say something, but had nothing to do with her, so he had to leave in a blink of an eye.

Kongsu Zhennian's character is actually not as peaceful and sunny as he looks, and he is not as aggressive as ordinary boys. It's just that he respects Bushido a little less than others, and he is not as good as others in dealing with people. As bold and capable.In terms of the evaluation of the people around, it is "you said that the empty sleeper? I don't know why, but I feel that he is a bit weak. He is a samurai, but not wild; he is a scholar, but not refined." So unconsciously, everyone Such a fixed view is formed.

So when it came to doing things, Kong Su Zhennian had no choice but to meet a girl who was good at sophistry.

Sensing that his spiritual pressure disappeared nearby, Ji Yang Zhiwu looked up at the sky at the end of Xia, with no expression on his face, and said to himself: "I know you proposed to compete, and you will definitely let me do nothing. Attack. But even if you said something wrong during Xuhun, thinking that you killed Yuxia indirectly, and want me to beat you and kill you to vent your anger, what's the use of it."

"You didn't cause her death, and Yuxia..." Looking down at the clean ground, Ji Yang Zhiwu slightly lowered his eyes, "...it's impossible to come back."

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"My God, Zhiwu!" At dusk, at the time of dinner, on the training ground with only a few people, Kitazawa Yuka exclaimed, "I didn't realize until yesterday that you don't even know a ghost way, and you can't even recite I can’t even memorize the words, which really surprised me! What are you doing in your usual practice classes? Starting today, first of all! I will be responsible for watching Zhiwu and you memorizing the ghost words.”

Youxia must have made up his mind to say so, Jiyang Zhiwu half-opened his eyes, feeling a little headache about it: "We have only been enrolled in Zhenyang for two months..."

"There are still six years to come! In addition to cultural and history courses, Zhan Quan Zungui is the foundation. This is the foundation that needs to be studied continuously for six years."

"Yes, Yuxia Sang from class A." Seeing Kitazawa Yuxia with her hips on her hips, Jiyang Zhiwu reluctantly followed her instructions, so as to interrupt the former's forthcoming long-winded speech, "Then I see You just need to practice, I don't need to..."

"Impossible, impossible!" Kitazawa Yuka frowned and cut off the words, "Every time I say that, the gap between you and me will be even bigger if this continues! Really, it's been two months since school started, so what if you don't make progress? ? Let’s eat early today, and while there aren’t many people, let’s go to practice and learn from each other by the way.”

"But the progress of Class A and Class C is completely different." Jiyang Zhiwu rubbed his forehead, trying to convince her, "After all, Class A belongs to nobles, geniuses and elites."

"That's why I have to urge you to study even more, Zhiwu!" Kitazawa Yuka never gave up, "Otherwise, you won't even be able to do the lyrics."

"Hey, listen, there are students who can't recite the chant of ghosts."

Just when one of the two insisted on the other being casual, there was a frivolous laugh behind them, with a particularly emphatic "no".Looking back, there were four tall boys in Maouin uniforms, looking down at them with teasing and sarcastic expressions on their faces.

"It seems that there is trouble." Ji Yang Zhiwu looked around, except for the students who were no longer practicing in the practice field, even the teacher on duty was missing.Kitazawa Yuka was not very worried at first, but the four of them suddenly released their Reiatsu together, and a strong and uncomfortable sense of oppression hit them all at once.

"This level of Reiatsu...could it be from a senior grade?" Kitazawa Yuka turned pale with shock, and subconsciously looked around. It's probably formal dinner time, so it's normal that there are few people. If you can ask for help from some people who are willing to help Classmates or the teacher on duty... but no one.

One of the curly-haired boys in front of him grinned: "Yes, so hurry up and call senior to listen."

"Look at your panicked looks, do you want to ask for help?" Another boy with purple hair bent over and stared at them, even though he said that, he looked like he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

Estimating his own strength, Kitazawa Yuka planned in his heart to let Zhiwu escape first, no matter whether he called a helper or a teacher, he would stay here to hold them back.However, Jiyang Zhiwu patted her, shook his head to indicate that there was nothing to worry about, and said with a cold expression: "Why are you doing this?"

"What, such a tone." Another boy with light yellow hair frowned and stared at them unhappily, then spread his hands towards the person standing in front of them, smiling as a sign of guidance, and said sternly: " Do you see, this person over here is the noble Lord He Ye, you ordinary people spoke in such a disrespectful tone just now, and now you immediately kneel down on the ground to apologize to Lord He Ye!"

The boy with light brown long hair who was the center of the conversation put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and nodded in enjoyment.

"He Ye..." Ji Yang Zhiwu read the name, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, among the top ten nobles in the world of corpses and souls, I haven't heard from the teacher that there is such a nobleman."

Such blunt words made the nobleman Takuji's face darken instantly.Before he could speak, the other three saw that their boss's face was not right, and immediately lowered their voices to threaten: "You bastard, a mere commoner, dare to be rude to nobles—"

Kano Takuji reached out his hand to stop the movements of his followers, looked at the two girls in front of him, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "You said just now, the top ten nobles in the soul world?"

"Is there any problem?" Ji Yang Zhiwu frowned slightly, gradually feeling something was wrong.

"Haha, don't laugh so hard." Kano Takuji laughed loudly, and the others laughed uncontrollably when they saw the boss laughing. One of the curly-haired boys took the lead and said, "Top ten nobles? I haven't heard of it yet." There is this."

"The history lesson is for nothing, you guys." Another purple-haired boy laughed, "There are only five nobles in the soul world!"

The boy with light yellow hair was the most suitable for the occasion. He suddenly dug out Mao's textbook that he took out from nowhere, and read aloud: "After discussion in Room 46 of the Central Committee, it is determined that Kuchiki, Sifengin, Jingle, Ukitake, and Shiba are the five souls of the soul world. The oldest family is called the "Five Great Nobles" because of their similar bloodlines to the royal family. "

He closed the book and added: "But speaking of it now, the two families of Sifuin and Shiba have been exiled to the world or Rukon Street, and Ukitake is a lower-level noble, so the so-called 'five nobles', only Jingle The nobles of Kuchiki and Kuchiki deserve their name."

Glancing at the book in the hands of the follower, Kano Takuji nodded slightly with a flash of admiration on his face, looked at Jiyang Zhiwu with his chin, and said arrogantly: "It turned out that I only started learning "Modern History of the Soul World" in the second grade. "It seems that people who talk nonsense without laying a good foundation can only forgive her. "

"After all, he is a commoner from Liuhun Street!" The followers all echoed him with a smile.

Seeing that the two girls didn't respond much, the boy holding the book frowned and said displeasedly: "Hey, the noble Mr. He Ye has already said that he will forgive you, why don't you kneel down and thank you?!"

"Ha! Must be frightened."

"Always a commoner!"

"Sure enough, it's because it's from Liuhun Street!"

"Civilian or something..." Kitazawa Yuka lowered her head and gradually clenched her fists.

When the four of them heard her voice, they stopped laughing and sarcasm, and looked at her one after another, but felt that the spiritual pressure of this green-haired girl was gradually increasing.

"What about Liuhun Street..." With his right hand clenched into a fist to accumulate spiritual power, Kitazawa Yuka suddenly raised his head and glared at the four of them, his voice gradually became sharper, "Nanliuhun Street, District 73... since coming Why do people discriminate against our origins all the time when we come to Maou Academy of Spiritual Art!"

Sensing that the atmosphere around her was a bit dignified, seeing her like this, the four boys seemed to be ready to go.Knowing that the situation was not good, Ji Yang grabbed Kitazawa Yuka. At this moment, the latter almost punched him. Fortunately, he was pulled so that he did not cause trouble on the spur of the moment.If so, even if he was pulled back, Kitazawa Yuka couldn't help shouting: "What happened to Liuhun Street, what happened to the civilians?!"

"Those who come from there must be looked down upon... discriminated against... trampled on?!"

"I live there, and all I meet are kind and simple people, and I will never look down on people like your so-called nobles!"

"Don't think that the more chaotic the law and order in that place, people will lose their humanity!"

The series of verbal bombardment from the green-haired girl in front of him stunned the four boys for a moment. "This... this woman is crazy." The boy with light yellow hair said in a daze.

"You actually said such outrageous words." The purple-haired boy twitched the corners of his mouth.

"What are you doing?!"

When the atmosphere was tense, a voice suddenly came.When everyone heard the sound and looked back, a boy who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old appeared ten steps away.With short dark gray hair and different-colored eyes, Kano Takuji instantly recognized who it was, his expression immediately returned to normal, and he said maliciously: "Hey, isn't this the only son of the Sora Yakuza family?"

Kong Su Zhennian glanced at the two girls who were blocked by the four people, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "So he was bullying the students, I didn't expect the youngest son from the He Ye family to do such a thing."

Such sarcasm made the four boys feel as if they were being slapped in the face. Takuji Kano almost subconsciously reached out to stop the servants from yelling, his face was shrouded in black mist: "Is this the way you should speak to nobles, bastard."

"Did I hear you right?" Kong Su Zhennian looked straight at his face, "You know, rude lower-level nobles don't need to receive the courtesy of other nobles of the same level."

Kano Takuji's face instantly became more gloomy: "What are you talking about? Kong Su Zhennian, a declining nobleman has no right to make irresponsible remarks on the face of Kano's son." When he said this, he almost bit his tongue. He gritted his teeth and emphasized the word "decline".

"Pay attention to where and to whom you speak." Kong Su Zhennian was unmoved in the slightest, and said without giving way, "We are both three-year-olds. If you want to fight with me, I will accompany you at any time."

One of Kano Takuji's attendants saw that the situation was not good, and immediately whispered to him: "Master Kaye, this is the period of strict inspection of student regulations, please don't try your best."

He Ye Takumi moved his head when he heard the words, weighed the pros and cons in his heart, spat, gave Kong Su Zhennian and the two girls a look, and went in another direction, and the other three hurriedly followed.

The situation turned from danger to safety, Kitazawa Yuka who calmed down hurriedly bowed deeply to the boy who rescued him in time: "Thank you very much, senior."

"If we fight, I might not be able to win. It's too risky..." Kong Su Zhennian also heaved a sigh of relief, and wiped away the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead. He reached out and patted the back of his neck, and smiled embarrassedly: " I've been around since they troubled you, but at first it was just to watch the fun, because Ka Ye will not do anything to you."

"Huh? But none of us sensed any other spiritual pressure nearby." Yuka Kitazawa stood up and looked up at him in surprise, "Then you come here..."

Smiling slightly, the radiance of the setting sun at dusk reflected in Kong Suzhen Nian's eyes, which looked very gentle: "I was deeply touched by your last words."

Kitazawa Yuka froze for a moment, then slowly opened her eyes wide, because her face gradually turned red because she was staring at the boy.

"Sorry, I'm sorry," Ji Yang Zhiwu, who had been silent to one side, suddenly broke the unknown atmosphere, "The color of your eyes——"

"This, there is a reason for this." Kong Suzhennian immediately shifted his gaze, reached out to touch his eyes but stopped, his flaxen and clear blue pupils shone with the soft light of the setting sun, "You should have heard that Let’s live in the Kongsu family. My father is the eldest son of the previous Kongsu family. I heard from my uncle, who is the current Kongsu family owner, that because my father married the daughter of Liuhun Street, it is probably a mutation, so the color of the left eye is the same as The family is the same, but the right eye is inherited from my mother."

Jiyang Zhiwu nodded and praised: "It's a beautiful color."

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"Empty Lan Yue, bring Zi Zhen Nian, and meet the Patriarch."

In the golden autumn, sweet osmanthus is fragrant in the garden of the mansion. Two 19-year-old girls dressed in kimonos sitting on stone chairs were talking and laughing, but they turned their heads when they heard the voices.A hundred paces away from them, a middle-aged man in a black suit bowed deeply, and behind him, pulling the hem of his clothes, dodging and finally showing half of his head, was a five or six-year-old man. A little boy in white clothes.

"Oh." Among the two girls, the girl in the orange kimono who noticed the little boy yelled in surprise. She suddenly disappeared from the stone chair, and in the next second came to the little boy, bent over and smiled. Patted his head gently, "This is Zhen Nian, when I met you more than ten years ago, you were still very young."

Because the little boy hugged his father's thigh tightly, only the flaxen left eye was exposed, and because he suddenly saw a person appearing in front of him, he shrank back, subconsciously trying to avoid her hand touching his head, and said with some fear: " I...don't remember seeing you."

"It's okay, it's okay~" The girl in orange kimono put her hips on her hips and laughed, and then raised the corners of her mouth, looking at the little boy with a charming smile, "Don't you see me now, I am Yoichi , remember."

Perhaps it was the concept of nobility deeply rooted in his heart, the little boy nodded: "Yeyi... my lord."

The middle-aged man on the side had long dark gray hair, no smile on his face, just kept silent.While the two people beside him were talking, he looked at another girl in a light blue kimono on the stone chair. The latter picked up a closed folding fan on the stone table and got up, and the moment she lifted her foot, she disappeared in place. , and soon appeared in front of the three men, and then settled down.

The girl in the light blue kimono also looked at the boy hiding behind the man, and said with a narrow smile, "Zhen Nian, you don't remember the Ye Yi-san next to you, do you remember me?"

The boy grasped his father's clothes tightly, and said in a crisp voice, "Sour soup... my lord."

The girl in the light blue kimono suddenly turned half black: "Huh?"

"Uh..." The boy blinked uncertainly, "...Master Sumiya?"

"Huh?!" The back of the girl in the light blue kimono became even more gloomy.

Seeing this, the girl in the orange kimono finally burst out laughing uncontrollably.

"...Master Mo..." As if he finally thought of the name, the boy called out with some fear but with great certainty.

"Hey——" After the girl in the orange kimono finally stopped laughing, she let out a dissatisfied tone, and suddenly stretched out her right hand to gently pinch the boy's left cheek, half complaining and half laughing, and deliberately said: "Although Wrong, but it's not fair, I only remember your Lord Mo, but not me, Lord Ye."

"If you don't remember, you just don't remember..." The little boy obviously didn't expect her to pinch her face, and he was struggling while puffing up his breath while telling the truth.

"He even remembered my name wrong, I didn't care about it, you don't have to worry about it, haha." The girl in the light blue kimono returned to normal, and said to the girl in the orange kimono indifferently, smiling while opening the folding fan "Speaking of which, Yeyi, I never thought that there would be times when you would not be recognized."

Suddenly the boy stopped dodging, looked curiously at the folding fan in the girl's hand, pointed at the white fan and said, "There are paintings behind this fan!"

Both girls froze for a moment.The girl in the orange kimono let go of her hand, and the other girl closed the folding fan with a snap and pressed it against her chin. She also bent down and looked at the boy with interest: "If it wasn't for the lighting problem, you wouldn't have noticed it yet. .Want to see it?"

Want to see it?Asked like this, the little boy hesitated for a while, then let go of his hand that was gripping the hem of his clothes, walked out slowly, and nodded vigorously.

"Then don't regret it." The girl smiled slightly.

The girl in the orange kimono blinked, and then she saw the boy's face and the white blindfold on the boy's right eye.

The girl in the light blue kimono handed the closed folding fan to the boy, and stood up straight together with the girl in the orange kimono. The latter asked the girl with his eyes, while the former looked at the cloudless sky and said with a smile: "The child's eyes seem to be like that from birth. I don't know what the problem is."

"What else can I hide from you?" The girl in the orange kimono was a little surprised.

"Even if my Zanpakuto ability is "mind reading", Lan Yue's father, the Patriarch of Kongsu, has never seen me behind closed doors. He has never seen my Zanpakuto or met him face to face, so how would I know. "The girl in the light blue kimono glanced at the middle-aged man standing silently, "Is that right, Lanyue. "

The middle-aged man with flaxen eyes and long dark gray hair kept a straight face and pursed his lips: "Yes."

Since this man's wife passed away due to physical weakness after giving birth to a child more than ten years ago, he still has a grudge.From then on, he often missed his dead wife and kept silent all day long. Even the name of the child, Zhen Nian, was taken from the meaning of "missing".

The girl in the light blue kimono only stared at him for a while, and then said affirmatively: "It seems that Lan Yue doesn't know at all, but she has been kept a secret from her father for more than ten years. Even if Zhen Nian has been adopted by his grandfather..." See The middle-aged man's face became more and more unkind, the girl shrugged her shoulders and didn't continue talking.Then she looked down at the surprised boy who had opened the folding fan, and said with a smile on her lips, "However, I'll find out soon. ——If Zhen Nian knew why she was wearing a blindfold."

"Just look at the paintings on my fan."