Watching the Dawn

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In Boli Mountain, the blooming cherry blossoms bloom with the spring breeze, spreading like mountains over the mountains. The recent weather is always very good, so in the mountains below the mountains of Boli Mountain, visitors who admire flowers are intoxicated.

Boli Shrine.

Because Bollywood is foggy, such clear weather is rare.

Both Boli Lingmeng and Yi Chu Cui Xiang walked around the shrine and were busy before and after running. Ibukizuka pushed all the windows and doors of the Boli Shrine open, especially those that were closed all year round. Cuixiang has an endless strange power. She removes the sundries, pulls the curtains, and lets the sun shine into the old rooms of the shrine as much as possible to dispel the smell of decay and dust.

Boli Lingmeng happily held the quilts for the four seasons and hung them in rows to hang in the courtyard of the shrine. The two little girls were running around in the middle of the quilt. After a while, they slapped the quilt in the sun, letting the cotton inside stretch out in the sun.

The quilts that looked warm in the sun always attracted the little girls to roll up.

"Lingmeng, what you look like now is very different from the past!"

When the two girls leaned side by side under the gallery. Sitting on the wooden floor together, looking at the results of his labor with satisfaction. Yi Chu Cui Xiang couldn't help saying. At this time in previous years, Bollywood dreams were often lazier than those hibernating monsters. She always hides under the covers in the large room of the shrine. Sleep and daze. Reimu did n’t like to come out and walk around, and let the shrine of Boli Shrine run into ruin ...

At that time, only good friends such as Yi Chu Cui Xiang and Wu Yu Marisa could quarrel her from the bed.

And even if Boli Lingmeng plays with them, laughs and plays together, and chats quarrellessly ... occasionally, Cuixiang will notice that Lingmeng will stare lonely in a certain direction, or a debris covered with spider web Room, or the broom in the corner. Seems to see the same thing ... The dream at that time was really thin and deserted.

Where is it like now, Reimu is full of energy every day, smiling like a little sun. She also noticed that the room covered with cobwebs was cleaned out, the old brooms were put into the storage room, and the new brooms and wooden kitchens in the corner were now neatly displayed ... something must have changed.

"Huh!" Bollymon nodded her head hard. "This kind of life is very happy!" She beat her shoulders with her small fists and moved her arms pretendingly. "Cuixiang aren't you the same. Before being taught by Dad, about nine days out of ten in the past are drunk?"

Oh, Ibuki Choi suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She quickly argued. "It's just that I think green tea is more delicious, I won't give up drinking!" Yi Chuicuixiang seemed to prove what it was like to turn around to touch the gourd ... but found that I don't know when to start, that vermillion wine gourd is gone Take it with me.

"I'm going to make tea." Boli Lingmeng stood up. "After working, reward yourself with drinking tea and snacks. The highest!"

Just as she strode back and walked back, Yi Chu Cui Xiang whispered behind her. "Is it because of Dad ... Lord Tyrant?" After she changed her voice in a hurry, Yi Chucuixiang embarrassed herself behind the pillar, revealing two big horns that she couldn't hide.

Boli Lingmeng did not deny, she turned to show a big smile, "To call Dad, Cuixiang! ... so that when he hangs up, we can share a lot of heritage!"

"Well, that's it!" The happy tea-haired girl poked her head from behind the pillar and clenched her fist, "The highest inheritance!"

...

"Hello, old lady! Why are you here?" When Ling Meng turned the corridor, he saw Yakumo Zi sitting in the shade on the side of the corridor, and seemed to be admiring the sea of ​​cherry blossoms spreading down the mountain alone. She couldn't help but put out the dead fisheye, and the poisonous snake said-this is a habit that was always bullied by Ya Yunzi in the past.

"Ah ... Lingmeng, yawn ~ What are you saying?" Yakumo Zi looked up dimly from the pillow and looked at Bollying Lingmeng dreamily, even calling her "old lady" did not fight back . If it is in the past, it will definitely make you hit your face on the keyboard ... Ah, it's not right, it will hit the Bongna box!

"You, what's wrong with you? ... Zi." Looking at Ba Yunzi's appearance, Xiao Lingmeng squatted down curiously. She whispered Yayun Zi to be "Purple", and she was a little happy in seeing that she seemed to default. Although I talked for a long time last time, but after all, it was the first time since then.

"Yes, there is something unhappy, it's better to say it ..." Ling Meng said awkwardly, and tried to persuade. But fortunately, she finally reined in the cliff and swallowed back the half sentence "make me happy" behind Lu Yuan.

So dangerous, so dangerous!

"Ah, is this caring about me? Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooochi of a paleon was slammed into his arms and feet, and he used his hands and feet to embrace the petite Lingmeng in his arms, rubbing up and down comfortably. . "Sure enough, it's the most comfortable to hold like this!"

"Let, let go! Dead old woman!" Squeezed by two huge **** of flesh, Xiao Lingmeng struggled hard. "I don't care about you anymore! Ah ~ don't mess around ..."

It's a pity how could Bayun Zi listen to her? It was only when Xiao Lingmeng was flushed and weak, that she let go of Lingmeng contentedly and lay down on the floor. "The pressure has all radiated out, which makes me more comfortable."

She turned her head and looked at the angry Ling Lingmeng, and opened the fan with a bang. She covered her cheeks under her eyes and gave a queen-like laughter. "Oh, thick ~. Na. Xiao Lingmeng, the kind of tea you used last time is very good. Entertain your sister again."

"Go to death, old lady!" Ling Meng squatted down angrily, grabbed a handful of flesh that she hated most, and then turned and fled.

"Oh ~" Yakumo Zi's chest was attacked, and he groaned / comforted comfortably. His body collapsed softly.

After Lingmeng ran away for a while, she sat up bitterly, leaned on the pillar, and unconsciously bit the fan's edge. If it's not the kind of intermittent skirt attack. Is she swollen and possibly insomnia! It ’s just the kind of things that go up and down, suddenly big and small, suddenly hot and cold, and even irregular in time, which makes her very annoying-the most important thing is that she finds herself a little obsessed with this ... vital The feeling of being suddenly attacked ... really terrible!

This kind of thing has now become a trouble for "17-year-old girl" Yakumo Zi.

It's just that after all, even if you face your best friend Xiyou Temple Youyou Zi, you can't say it. Yakumo Zi only mentioned vaguely to her own god, Yakumo Blue, who took care of her daily life-but after hearing Yakumo Blue. Immediately, he answered with a smile, "Master Zi, don't worry ... because it's spring."

spring? ... We are not in the heat of estrus! Bagaran!

At the thought of this, Yaoyun couldn't help but hold the hat. Annoyed rolling on the floor beside the gallery. What should I do ~

"Hey, hello, old lady ... you wouldn't treat this as a home?" Xiao Lingmeng's poisonous snake. Once again gave Yakumo Zi a heavy blow! She was stiff there, and she saw Xiao Lingmeng standing on the side with the tray. She stared at her with a sad face.

"Now, you don't need to worry about unimportant things." Yakumo Zibang opened the fan. Covering the embarrassed expression, quickly picked up the tea cup from Ling Meng's tray and drank a sip of tea to cover it up.

"Poof ~!" As soon as he drank it, Yakumo couldn't help but spit it out! This bitter and astringent thing ... "What is this you drink for me? Even matcha, is it tea dregs ?! What kind of great green tea ?! Xiao Lingmeng, bring it ~"

She threw the cup away, her tone sticky, and stretched out her hands like a salty and wet uncle, making her look like she was going to pounce on the Bollinger Dream.

"Go away, your old lady monster!" Boli Lingmeng resisted and turned away. "Unless you also help work, there is no best tea and snack treat."

"Oh? Work? What do you do?" It seems to be a very interesting thing. Ba Yunzi stopped her tune / playing behavior, kneeling on her knees on the floor, asking curiously.

"Enough money has been raised, and I want to renovate the Boli Shrine!" Xiao Lingmeng said with wide eyes.

"Renovate the shrine ..." Yakumo Zi's trance, the little spirit dream in front of him and another figure that he missed almost overlapped, making her almost lost in her memories-Yakumo Zi remembered a few years ago At the time, I also said about the renovation of the shrine. But Xiao Lingmeng at that time, although she had hidden the memory of that person from her own god, she still refused the proposal of Yakumo Zi indifferently, "I want the shrine to remain as it is now!"

... that "now" is about the moment the person left. Since then, the shrine has n’t changed, but it ’s been worn down and worn out every day ...

"Old lady?"

"Ah ..." Yakumo Zi awakened from the memory ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Xiaolingmeng, I seem to remember, you said not to renovate the shrine. "Ba Yun Zi seemed to ask casually, but her smile was like she had pasted it on the paper and didn't laugh at all."

My best friend, your shadow ... Don't you remember Xiao Lingmeng? Although she had hidden Ling Meng's memory herself, in the past few years, she often saw Xiao Ling Meng curled up sitting on the steps, dazed at the gate of the shrine, or was confused when she woke up at night Looking for someone ... Isn't she empathizing, but ... will you be the only one in the future?

"You remember that person too!" Xiao Lingmeng looked at her suddenly and said firmly. Without waiting for Yakumo Zi to deny or affirm, Lingmeng continued, "I think that person never came back, it must be because I did not take good care of the shrine. I want to make God as beautiful as the past, everyone happy Lives here ... will never leave ... "

Looking at the clenched fist, Xiao Ling Meng trembling slightly, Ya Yun Zi Pa closed the fan, knocked on the palm, showing a cunning smile, "Now, Xiao Ling Meng, call your sister to listen, I will help. "

"Hum, take the danger ..." Xiao Lingmeng's eyes flickered, "Purple ... Sister Purple ..." (Unfinished to be continued ...) ()