The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

The fat harpy waited for a long time, but didn't wait to marvel. Knowing that he had met a big shot this time, he hurriedly smiled and flattered him:

"Look at the decoration on my chest. It is made of mayfly wings. It is a treasure."

Sure enough, there was a brooch-like thing pinned to the bird demon's left chest, emerald green jade drops, and a colorful aura almost glowed from a close look.Tuyumen Yiyue was a little curious, the fat bird demon was overjoyed, and the scholar over there had already taken the conversation.

"It is indeed the wings of the mayfly, but it is not obtained by any cruel means." The bookman said, "The lifespan of the mayfly is extremely short. From birth to death, it only takes a few days. After they die, the flying wings fall off naturally, leaving In the forest, it will be collected by local monsters."

"The local monster organization provides the mayfly with a place to live. It is a fair deal for the mayfly to offer its wings after death."

The fat harpy nodded his head, and he even wanted to give his brooch to Itsuki Tsuchimikado, but was rejected.

"I accept this compensation plan, and the detailed rules will be discussed at the end of the song." Tsuchimikado Itsuki's attitude was a little gentler, "Please start the investigation from the inside first, and I will send the shikigami in the courtyard to contact you. I am thinking about the evidence of the world, I need to know."

"Nature! Natural!"

The fat bird demon flew away as if he had escaped from the sky, Tsuchimikado Itsuki looked at the yard again, he always felt that there was something there, so he opened his spirit vision in the next second.

This is……

Tsuchimikado Itsuki looked away calmly, when there was a knock on the door, and someone from the White Team came to inform him to discuss the rematch in the afternoon.Tuyumen Yiyue responded, closed the window and left with Shuweng, leaving the insect master in the room.

In the antiphonal song in the afternoon, Songxian Wanye was absent.His physical condition was worse than expected, and he couldn't support the judging at all, so he only sent a message.

"In the match in the morning, the red and white sides had some unpleasantness." The messenger repeated the original words of the song fairy Wan Ye, "I don't want to find out whose fault it is, but I just want to ask everyone, where is the heart that was fascinated by Waka in the first place?"

"'The song is devoted to flowers, birds, wind and moon, but the heart must be focused on one place.' I am very sorry that I cannot be there at the moment, but I beg everyone, think of it, and think of the feelings I had for Waka at the beginning. The feelings of humility and loneliness are the only It is a treasure that carries my generation of singers up and down in troubled times."

"above."

The red team was silent, with a look of shame on their faces, and finally, their captain stood up and bowed to the white team and the judges respectively.

——He didn't watch the media anymore.

"I'm very sorry!" The captain of the red team said sincerely, "As Mr. Wanye criticized, we lost our singing heart and piety, and instead were obsessed with winning and losing, showing our ugly faces. I'm really sorry!"

"I have a proposal, let's mix red and white together!"

"There is no victory or defeat, and there is no fighting each other. We should be companions on a small boat!"

There was silence, Tsuchimikado Itsuki laughed and took the lead in applauding, and soon applause from all directions also rang out.The red and white parties exchanged seats, completely confused, the proud singer from before happened to be sitting next to Tsuchimikado Itsuki.

Boss: What a coincidence.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki glanced at the other party's name tag, "Gaxian... Liang Ye... Huh? With Mr. Manyo..."

"Don't call your senior's name casually!" Song Xian Liangye exploded in minutes, and soon died down by himself, "Mr. Wanye is my uncle."

"Senior Liang Ye." Tsuchimikado Itsuki didn't think of arguing, and changed his words in a polite manner, "I am Tsuchimikado Itsuki, and I am... I came here at the invitation of Mr. Manyo."

Boss: ...It was so dangerous that I almost said "Onmyoji" by the way.

"I know you." Gexian Liangye turned her head away from him, her eyelashes drooping, "The other day when uncle came back, he mentioned you, can you play the dragon flute?"

"A little bit, just for self-entertainment."

Song Xian Liangye twitched the corners of her mouth, "Your self-entertainment is really good, you can even get uncle's praise."

"Thank you!" The boss thanked happily.

"..."

angry!

The song meeting in the afternoon can be said to be very enjoyable, informal and irrelevant to the content. Both parties shared their favorite Japanese songs, and exquisite sentences appeared frequently.Song Xian Liang Ye grew up with relevant education since he was a child. He is already quite familiar with this kind of singing festival, and as a younger generation, it naturally attracts a lot of attention.

But every time he sat down after talking, he would subconsciously look at the boy sitting beside him.

— not once looking at him.

This is not disrespectful, on the contrary, Gexian Liangye clearly knows that this person can't see him at this time, just staring at Waka, and his eyes will always fall on the realm that mortals like them can't touch - that uncle is also there field.

Uncle noticed this person because he was looking at the same world, right?

"Senior Liang Ye?"

Song Xian Liang Ye suddenly came back to his senses, the singing session was over, the arrangement for the evening was a buffet, people had already left, and he was the only one sitting here like a fool.

"Ah, it's over, I'm going to visit my uncle too." He quickly stood up from the ground, "Are you going to have dinner?"

"...No, wait a little longer, Senior Liang Ye will go first." Tsuchimikado Itsuki said with a smile.

He bid farewell to the song fairy Liang Ye, and the gesture of turning around to leave was exactly as his uncle said, with a peaceful look, and his black hair even showed a special frosty color under the moonlight.

Gexian Liangye didn't know why, he hesitated for a while after Tsuchimikado Yiyue left, but still followed, he had something to say, about...

Turning a corner, amidst the moonlight, Liang Ye stopped walking.

He saw the young man standing there with a tall and straight figure, and his eyes were blue.In front of him, a beautiful creature that cannot be described in words is raising its head, and the moonlight is like flowing water covering the pair of gauze-like flying wings.

"!!!"

The world is in a trance, and what they see is like a mirage. The human beings watched the beautiful creature fly up and circle around the young man, showing him his beautiful wings.

The silver-blue wings are too beautiful to behold, but the boy just smiled calmly.

"Aren't you afraid of me? I have let the leopard drive you away."

The beautiful creature hovered stubbornly in front of him.

"Yes, I did not anger you, it was all done by that monster, you are just a cover." The young man still looked unimpressed, "But, the thing about Shenyin is true, right?"

"If I didn't realize it at that time, if the book man didn't show up, I'm afraid you would really take me away?"

The beautiful creature fell back to the ground, its wings drooping in frustration, helpless, and about to cry.

"..."

Gexian Liangye sighed when she saw the young man finally lowered his eyes.

"...I heard that the lifespan of a mayfly is very short. In the limited time, how can you not let you have a sweet dream." He stretched out his hand to the creature and smiled, "Your name? I will sing it to you, Don't take me away."

As if the world was bright, the beautiful creature flapped its wings and flew up, circling around the boy several times, its white arms that were almost transparent wrapped around his neck, and hugged the boy from behind.From the direction of Ge Xian Liang Ye, under the hazy moon, that young man seemed to have given birth to the gorgeous wings of a mayfly, and those wings were still trembling.

……ephemera?right!It's Mayfly!That beautiful creature is a mayfly, right? !

Mayfly opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, so he could only make a lip shape with force.The young man read it carefully, and quickly responded:

"Yin Qing? Is it your name?"

"!!!"

Mayfly opened her eyes wide in surprise, and leaned forward slightly, curiously trying to see something on the young man's face.

"It's lip language. It's a good thing that your lip shape is very standard, because I'm not very good at it, so I have to read it bit by bit slowly." The young man still had a humble look, and he said something that was actually very powerful. .

"Yinqing, let me take you down the mountain, and hold on to every moment that belongs to you."

The small town at the foot of the mountain is holding a small festival in response to singing.

Gexian Liangye couldn't continue to follow, he was in a trance for a while, not knowing how to sort out everything he saw today, the creatures and the world beyond human comprehension...

He's going to find his uncle!Maybe uncle knows something!No, I must know something!

because...because...

Because Uncle and Tsuchimikado Itsuki have the same eyes, their sights are on the same spot!

"... That's it, I agreed to Mayfly. Tomorrow is free communication, please help me to ask for leave." The voice of Tu Mimon Itsuki came from the little paper man riding a paper crane, and the scholar was startled.

"Yes, but!"

"I understand your worries, and I have realized accordingly... Mayflies are short-lived, I know." Tsuchimikado Itsuki's voice was very calm, there was still a slight noise from his side, presumably he was on his way.

"I know everything, Shuweng, thank you."

He clearly knew everything, but still took the burden without hesitation... The bookman fell silent, he really couldn't think of anything to dissuade him, every decision of his onmyoji was so heroic that he almost threw himself into the fire.

Obviously know it... know that pain will always be left to the living...

"I..." Shuweng opened his mouth just now, and found that his voice was a bit dry, so he cleared his throat and continued, "Onmyoji, don't worry, I will take care of the song club, please... take care of yourself. "

"Well, I will."

"..."

"what happened?"

Shuweng took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "Onmyoji, did you also have this kind of mood when you made the previous decisions? I always thought you were a very shrewd person and very transparent. Never seems to fall, never seems to get hurt."

"When Dajiangshan broke with Genji, when he avenged Ichimomian, did you also...have the same mood at this time?"

The little paper figurine riding the paper crane suddenly moved, first put his hands on his hips helplessly, then stretched out his hand to touch the bookman's head.

"...I have been walking on the road of falling, and I have been flying on the way to fight the fire. I am not a hero, but I don't want to owe too many people, and I spend too long looking at my heart. Besides, I Still an ordinary person."

The bookman was silent.

"Yinqing and I are here. There are no fireworks in spring. I'll think of a way."

The communication was interrupted, the little paper figurine and the paper crane fell onto the table together, and the insect master slowly came from behind with his tentacles hanging down.

"I don't understand." She said softly, "Death will bring pain to the living, why...why does Onmyoji take the initiative to bear the pain?"

The scholar sighed, and stroked the top of the insect master's hair.

"Miss, it's very simple."

"Because he is our Onmyoji."