days of being a ghost

It is the handprint demon umbrella,

——The umbrella bears the fear of a monster, and it is a protection/protection/umbrella with a monster's handprint.

Chapter [-]: Still Beautiful

Forced by Mo Wuchang's lust, the demon king had to grit his teeth and cut his palm, and made a handprint on the white paper umbrella.The demon blood filled with fear is black, and the contrast between the white umbrella surface and the black handprint is very obvious.

The agreement has been established, and the monsters under the demon king can no longer come out to do anything wrong.

Only then did Mo Wuchang let it go, and then handed the handprint umbrella to A Xu, "That monster can call the wind and call the rain, so it's good to keep this umbrella. In the future, if you open it on a rainy day, the wind and rain will stop for a while .”

Saying that, he turned to leave.

But Miss A Xu not only took the umbrella, but also hugged Mo Wuchang's arm, she firmly said: "No, you can't go!"

At this time, the sky is already fine, the wind and rain pass by, and the sky is blue and clear.

The monk dutifully finished his scriptures, looked up at A Xu's direction, his eyes were full of strangeness and pity, but he didn't say anything, just shook his head and left Chaoyang Village.

After Mrs. Hayakawa's funeral ceremony, Mo Wuchang unexpectedly received an invitation from Miss A Xu to invite her to be a guest.Yuzhong Xuanmo muttered softly, "It's hard to guarantee whether it's a Hongmen banquet, if you follow it, you'd be stupid."

Hey, but Mo Wuchang can't make the decision this time, because Miss A Xu hugged her arm tightly and didn't let go, and looked at Mo Wuchang with teary rabbit eyes just now, "No, you can't go!"

Mo Wuchang confronted him with facial paralysis, but he was defeated in the blink of an eye.

So Mo Wuchang went to Miss A Xu's house and had a delicious lunch.

After rubbing his bulging belly, Mo Wuchang walked out to digest food.

Chaoyang Village is a village with simple folk customs. Seeing Mo Wuchang, a "stranger", he also showed enthusiasm.It can be considered that Mo Wuchang was very lucky that he did not meet the difficult and stubborn Granny Mei, otherwise he would have been interrogated for a while.

There is a river in front of the slope of the village, and there are clumps of tall reeds growing by the river. When the wind blows, the white fluff on it will shake and shake, just like the white hair of the little Shiba Inu in Chaoyang Village. Tail.

Mo Wuchang walked by the river for a while, most of the time he was listening to the sarcasm of the mysterious demon who was suffocating in the jade, for example, he had never seen a monster crawled on his head by a human being.This is, she turned her head inadvertently, and suddenly found a figure sitting by the river at some point.

The figure was sitting on the edge of the reeds with its knees hugged, its body complexion was thick black, if it stood upright, it should be tall.He also noticed Mo Wuchang, and his whole body shrank into the reeds.

Mo Wuchang's paralyzed face looked at his harmless human and animal face for a while, and then they both looked away.

"...Is there a story?" Mo Wuchang asked suddenly.

"Hmm." The man nodded.

As if the signal had matched, Mo Wuchang also sat down on the riverside next to the figure with his knees hugged.

——This is Kawao,

——Contrary to his height, he is a very timid and quiet youkai, and he also has an innocent face.

——It is a kind of monster who can only sit by the edge of Chuantan and tell stories.

"There is a monster called Sanji Ghost in this world. He is one of the rare monsters that human beings don't hate." Chuan Nan began to tell a story, his voice was very nice, calm and steady like a quietly flowing river in front of him.

"Sanji ghost likes to drink, but he doesn't like to drink all kinds of wine. His favorite drink is good wine, such as the old wine in the Inuyama wine shop that has been passed down for several generations. It is one of Sanji ghost's favorites. But Ah, Sanji Ghost drank the fine wine but couldn’t pay for it, so he turned around and left confidently. But if he was forced to pay for the wine, he would be at odds with him, and if he was just allowed to drink and leave, he would A wish fulfilled."

Mo Wuchang listened, thinking, her master is also like this, she loves wine the most in her life, but she can't always pay for it.

Chuan Nan continued: "Some wine owners want a fish pond, some want to move the big pine tree on the mountain to the yard, and some want to marry a wife. All these wishes will come true. He drank the fine wine from your house. The story I want to tell today must have happened a hundred years ago.

The story happened in a restaurant. The owner of the restaurant was a young man. That night a guest came suddenly and asked him for a drink.The young man was a hospitable man, so he served fine wine, but the guest drank several stones of wine in one go.The boy was taken aback.After the guest finished drinking, he called out the good wine, and asked the young man drunkenly what he wanted.

The young man thought that the guests would not be able to count when they were drunk, so he said casually, jokingly: "People say that I am stupefied, why don't you give me more cleverness." 'The guest nodded and left.

The guest didn't leave any money for the drink, and the young man didn't care about it anymore, but one late night, the guest appeared again.He handed the young man an incense burner and said, "Bury this incense burner in a good place, dig it out in three days, and you will get spiritual energy." ’ He pointed out a place to the lad and left.

The young man was dubious, but he followed what the guest told him to do. After three days, he dug out the censer, and the censer was still empty, and he didn't seem to notice any difference.But slowly, the boy found that his memory had improved a lot, and he read the books faster and faster, and became smarter. Only then did he know that he had really acquired that clever aura.

Later, a rumor became more and more popular in the world, if you have a wish that must be fulfilled or want to know something, you should go to Luomei Bar, then you may meet Sanji ghost.This is the story of Sanji Ghost. "

"What kind of incense burner is it?"

Chuan Nan shook his head, "I'm not sure, but I heard it's a small and exquisite jet-black incense burner."

Mo Wuchang gave an "oh" and then praised in a wooden way, "That Sanji ghost is really amazing."

"Yeah." Chuan Nan nodded slightly, "Thank you...for listening to my story. I am a monster who likes to tell stories, but humans will never approach me easily."

His gaze moved up and down carelessly with the reeds blown by the north wind, a look of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "After all, I'm also a monster." Humans always don't wait to see monsters .

"Then do you have any other stories?" Mo Wuchang said, "Tell me, I'm a ghost who loves to listen to stories."

So, Mo Wuchang sat by the river all afternoon, listening to Chuan Nan tell stories that he seemed to be able to tell, and carved some unfinished wooden objects along the way.

Time flowed quietly like this, until the surface of the sparkling lake was dyed with a layer of warm twilight.

"Master Wuchang, Master Wuchang!" A girl shouted from a distance, and when she saw the black-clothed monster sitting in the reeds, she hurried over, "Master Wuchang, what are you doing here! Be careful! Fell into the river!"

Mo Wuchang turned his head, "I'm listening to a story, it's..."

In a blink of an eye, the figure of Chuan Nan beside him was gone, and even the grass he had sat on did not leave traces of being crushed.Mo Wuchang was stunned for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

"That's great, I thought Mr. Wuchang left without a word!" A Xu saw Mo Wuchang, a smile bloomed on his face, and the broken hair on his cheeks slowly flicked, "I, Thank you very much, I know you are a monster, but I am still very grateful. Because you let me know that not all monsters in this world are bad monsters, there are also good monsters like Wuchang-sama."

"I know Master Wuchang is leaving again." A Xu handed the paper umbrella in his arms to Mo Wuchang with a smile, "Then take this umbrella with you. It's raining this morning and I saw that you didn't even hold an umbrella." Woolen cloth."

This paper umbrella is the handprint monster umbrella, but it was just a white umbrella before, but now there seems to be something more on the umbrella surface.Mo Wuchang paused, and finally took the umbrella, looking at the black sharp corners painted on the umbrella, she thought thoughtfully: "Is this a big black cow?"

A Xu was speechless: "...this is bamboo."

Mo Ernana nodded, and then she handed the woodcut in her hand to A Xu, "I'm leaving, but I can give this to you." The corners of her pursed lips curled up quietly, "It's a sunflower."

A Xu took it carefully, and the small sunflower pendant stuck to her palm, as if it was blooming towards her.

——My lord, my name is Hayakawa Asahi.

——Xu, it means "the sun rises"!

A Xu inexplicably remembered the conversation he had with Mr. Wuchang for the first time.

She raised her head abruptly, and found that the black figure standing in front of her had left her behind without knowing when.

It's so strange, now that the sun is setting, how can the eyes still be pierced by the sun and want to shed tears inexplicably?

A Xu sniffed, and shouted at the back: "Master Wuchang, can I meet you again?"

It was her good fortune to meet you.

Even if decades have passed and she has become an old woman with all her teeth gone and white hair, she still wants to meet this monster again.In this way, she can have a good chat with the children in the village. Look, this Lord Wuchang is a good monster, and she will play with you.

and so……

"I still want to meet you again! Did you hear me! Lord Wuchang!"

"Did you hear that!"

A Xu's voice scattered far away with the wind, like fluff blown by the wind.

Mo Wuchang heard it naturally, because the corner of her mouth curved upward like a crescent moon.

But she didn't look back, because she knew that the picture she could see after turning her head must be as beautiful as a picture.

——This is this world, where there are all kinds of people and all kinds of demons.

——Humans and demons are related to each other and restrain each other.