The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

After responding to the summons, the two withdrew from the hall.Minamoto Laiguang saw the little bastard turned around and wanted to leave, and suddenly became more and more angry, and stopped in front of him with a sneer.

"What? Did you make a mistake?"

The young man raised his eyes. His eyes were not pure black, but a little blue. When he opened his spiritual vision, the blue will spread to the entire pupil.He looked at Minamoto Raimiko quietly, without any sign of flinching.

"Laiguang." He no longer called Yuan Laiguang "Brother Guang", but changed to another equal title, which made Yuan Laiguang's eyelids twitch.

"You little bastard..."

"I don't regret leaving Genji, Raikou." The young man said, when there was a gust of wind, his black hair fluttered slightly in his ears, "Sooner or later, when I learn the truth, leaving is doomed."

"We are incompatible poles, and our different ideas will make us completely diverge at a fork."

The young man's voice gradually sank, and his eyelashes seemed to be entwined with a kind of bleakness and melancholy unique to late autumn. When he raised his eyes, this melancholy fell into his eyes, and then fell into Yuan Laiguang's field of vision.

"Abandonment, sacrifice, and pain... Laikou, if you keep walking on that road, these will also happen to you." The young man looked at him solemnly, "And I don't want that, so I want to go elsewhere."

"Who do you think you are?" Yuan Laiguang smiled, "Do you think you can change the whole world just by yourself? The grievances between humans and ghosts and gods have been going on for hundreds of years! Hate each other! Kill each other! So many blood of..."

"Qingming, I admit that you are a genius, but even a genius cannot be a savior. Sooner or later, you will pay the price for your innocence!"

"Then let the price befall me!"

As soon as the boy's words fell to the ground, the surroundings fell silent, Yuan Laiguang was so angry that he trembled, he had never seen such a ignorant little bastard!He held out his hand to the boy—

"Brother Guang..." The low voice was inaudible.

Minamoto Raimiko's hand stopped abruptly in the air, and he saw the boy raised his eyes, the tails of his eyes were red.

"Don't be like a teacher..."

His world suddenly turned into a piece of crumpled paper, or a bouquet of flowers that was grasped by someone alive. After being compressed to the extreme, it suddenly expanded and scattered around, falling on the ground in a mess.

He suddenly felt a kind of melancholy about the impermanence of the world.

Weak feelings.He self-evaluated that it was useless to retreat and revive the family, useless feelings that should be abandoned...

He has already been prepared. After completing his great cause with the power of evil gods, he will walk into that narrow space with the admiration of the world, the fear of humans and ghosts, and detonate the long-accumulated curse on his body.

No one can harm human beings!No one can surpass human beings!Even God is the same!

This was a decision that he didn't tell anyone. Ever since he saw the mountains with his teacher when he was young, he had a sense of the insignificance of human beings.And if the little thing wants to win, it must have a hundred times the cunning and pay a hundred times the sacrifice.He doesn't care how people in the future will evaluate his cruelty, he just wants to give himself a perfect answer to his childhood fears and dreams.

But on top of his great cause, there happened to be such a little bastard who spoiled his good deeds everywhere!Can't you be as quiet as a little fool, and cry when you find out that he is dead? !

Why is the bloodline of the fox so terrifying!Forcibly twisting the stupidity that human beings should have into transparency!

The boy observed every inch of his expression, and was sure of all his guesses.His eyes dimmed slightly, and he was about to say something.

"Both of them are here?" The minister on the right came with a smile on his face, beside him were several ministers from his own faction, who had never been very good with Genji.The minister on the right looked at the boy with ulterior motives, and said with a smile:

"You are really young and promising! If you don't dislike it, I still have a little girl in my family..."

Minamoto Raimitsu sneered, "You're only a little boy, but you're being missed by the right minister?"

"Oh, that's not right." The minister on the right smirked, "If you don't settle for the little girl first, I'm really worried that someone else will come first. Genji also has several noble girls of the right age, right?"

Minamoto Raimitsu narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and was aroused to anger.He is not afraid of the right minister. The right minister is obviously trying to support the little bastard to fight with him. Naturally, he can't just sit back and watch this kind of thing.

"That's why I said..."

"Minister Right," the young man said with a slight smile, and tapped a spot next to Minister Right with his folding fan, "There is a bee beside you."

"Golden body and red wings, it's a monster."

The minister on the right was startled, and the people around him immediately backed away, and several pairs of eyes saw the bee. It was indeed like a monster with a golden body and red wings!

"Quickly get rid of it!" The right minister lost his posture and said loudly.He ran to the left, and the bee followed him to the left; he ran to the right, and the bee also followed closely.The accompanying ministers had dispersed like birds and beasts, hiding behind bushes or on the corridor one by one, watching nervously, screaming in panic from time to time, but refused to come forward.

"Qingming! Qingming! Get rid of the demons for me!" The minister on the right asked the young man for help, the young man nodded readily, and then came up with a hand formula to make a mistake.A burst of spiritual light was activated, which made the bee even more frenzied. He slowly re-sealed, still saying in his mouth:

"You must take care of yourself, if you are stung, you don't know what will happen..."

When the minister on the right heard this, he was covered in cold sweat with fright, and fled like desperately.The aura inspired by the bee and the boy followed him from time to time, chasing him up and down, sweeping the floor gracefully!

The corner of Minamoto Laiguang's mouth twitched, what kind of demon with a golden body and red wings is obviously just a paper-style dyed color.The little bastard will never let go of his playfulness, and he will try his best to use some strange and obscene skills. When he can put his mind on Yin Yang, he will almost become a god!

Seeing that the minister on the right was becoming more and more unable to run, Yuan Laiguang made a timely move, a talisman wrapped the bee, rolled into a ball and fell to the ground, and the other hand knocked the boy on the head unceremoniously!

Didn't you see that the minister on the right is already foaming at the mouth? If you don't know it, just accept it!

Teenager: Oops.

At the end of the chase, the right minister was paralyzed on the ground, no longer in the mood to do anything.At this time, several ministers who were traveling with him came together, called the palace guards, and hurriedly carried the right minister back.

The boy squatted in the grass looking for the ball of paper, and when he found it, he released the shikigami trapped inside and stuffed it back into his sleeve, Minamoto Raikou twitched his eyes.The young man stuffed it twice, and something fell out. Looking closely, it turned out to be a small hermit crab with a snail shell on its back, showing its teeth and claws.

Minamoto Larimitsu: ...

Sure enough, he will never be able to figure out Abe Seimei's brain circuit, it's all a mess.

After hiding all the bits and pieces, the boy stood up, shook out the talisman paper and returned it to Minamoto Raimitsu.

"Raiko."

Minamoto Larimitsu was 12 percent dissatisfied with this title, and refused to accept it with a cold face.

"No more."

The boy looked at him and smiled.

"No, I have to give it back to you."

Give it back to him?Give him what?Was it the grace of upbringing? !Alright, now that I have made some achievements, I can't wait to get rid of the relationship!

"...You heard me clearly, little bastard." Minamoto Raimitsu took a step closer, his white hair was hanging down, and the red streak on his forehead was sharp and sharp. He looked down at the boy with a mocking, gnashing of teeth tone.

"You owe Genji...you owe me..."

"You'll never know..."

The boy looked up at him, still holding the Genji's charm in his hand.

"Ok, I know."

Minamoto Larimitsu really wanted to ask him what he knew. If he wanted to completely abandon his sect, why not join forces with the Right Minister to step Genji into the mud?What the hell is the little bastard trying to do by making Genji's enemies owe him Minamoto Raimitsu instead?

"You don't know anything!" Minamoto Raimiko sneered, "If I were you, the great opportunity just now..."

"I'll give it back to you." The boy continued, and he lowered his head again. Minamoto Raimiko could only see his slightly raised eyelashes.The bleak wind blows, and the magnificent palace is also deserted at the moment, only the voice of the boy and the winding wild vines are wandering under the few sporadic vines that are about to be defeated.

"When everything is over, I will return everything to you, and to Genji who raised me."

The young man said so.

The nadeshiko flowers swayed gently, and the passing woodcutter saw the color pleasing to the eye, so he plucked a few flowers and stuck them obliquely in the gaps in the coir raincoat.It was raining lightly, and the woodcutter only wanted to go down the mountain quickly and return to his simple but warm home, where he had his wife and children, and his younger sister was about to get married, and she was staying here recently.

A black umbrella floated over, and the woodcutter blinked to let the rain from his eyelashes flow down, so he could see the person under the umbrella clearly.

It was an extremely beautiful woman, wearing complicated court-style costumes, holding an umbrella alone, walking past the Nadeshiko flowers that were tilted by the rain.Xueqing's flowers are soft and resolute. After falling down, they stand up again.

The woodcutter met this man face to face. He was afraid of offending the nobleman, and even more afraid of encountering ghosts and gods, so he kept his head down and wanted to walk over quickly.

"Is this flower... for your wife?"

When passing by, the woman asked softly.Her voice is low magnetic, between male and female, with a very special charm.

"Ah... yes." The woodcutter was beating a drum in his heart, he didn't know the intention of the other party.In the wilderness in the rain, the two passed each other, more and more like those stories about ghosts.

The woodcutter shuddered.

"That's great." The woman closed her eyes and repeated, "That's great."

"This flower is often used as a metaphor for women. They are usually resolute, brave and affectionate." The woman looked at the Nadeshiko flowers in the wilderness, with a soft and gentle voice, "You have to tell your wife the meaning of this flower."

She left, and the woodcutter looked at her back in a daze.He is just a layman and doesn't know elegance, so the meaning of these little wild flowers has nothing to do with him.

But... tell her anyway.

The woodcutter continued on his way home, and the Nadeshiko flowers swayed in his coir raincoat.

How happy should she be?

The woman passed the woodcutter and continued on. The rain was getting heavier, gradually obscuring her view, and the umbrella was no longer useful.She put away the umbrella, let herself be exposed to the rain, and continued to walk up the mountain.

When she came to the middle of the mountain, the girl with rolling eyes on her sleeve hurriedly came towards her holding a big umbrella.

"Tamamo-mae-sama! It's raining so hard, why don't you hold an umbrella?"

"No problem." The woman... no, Yuzao smiled faintly at her, "I'll come and see her and the child."

He looked at the girl's eyes, which were also his child's eyes, round and bright, as if they were not stained with a speck of dust.The girl led him to the tomb, surrounded by fuzi flowers.

"I came to see you again." He bent down and approached the tombstone.

"are you OK?"

The author has something to say:

Rattan hakama is also known as bluegrass, and its flower language is "hesitation" and "hesitation".

Fuzihua, also known as Dianthus, the flower language is "perseverance" and "devotion", which is very suitable for my uncle.

Both of the above two belong to the seven grasses of autumn, and the remaining five are Di, Gehua, Girl Flower, Weihua, and Chaoyan. I put this break in late autumn and early winter, so the seven grasses of autumn appear.