Her sudden disturbance made Andaoyuan press the brakes, and the handlebars were hung with plastic bags and food contained in paper bags, but they didn't fly out yet.

"ah."

Xue jumped out of the car with an umbrella and said, "You're okay to eat."

She first cared about her ‘baby’.

"It really fits your personality, you little greedy cat."

"Of course, food is the most unforgettable thing."

Andaoyuan left the umbrella area, but the wind spirit power emerging around him formed a thin layer of protective cover so that it would not get wet.

He leaned his bicycle against the side of the road, and then asked the girl holding an umbrella: "This lady, or this monk lady, are you doing anything?"

The girl holding a black umbrella revealed her face from under the umbrella with water droplets.

Her delicate face looked a little too pale.

Holding an umbrella would be like a still life picture instead.

"Dear Hyacinth Master, I hope you can help me find an item."

Her voice was very light and thin, just like the drizzle that was almost winter and November at the end of October. The rain was not loud, and the rain was also very light, but it became a little chill.

A trace of trade wind transformed into the hand account of Hyacinth House gently circled around, and the rain line became a little erratic.

"I can't accept what kind of items you want to look for just such a vague concept."

Andaoyuan felt the reaction of the account in his arms.

It seems that it was indeed a commission that happened, and he was willing to stay here for a while and listen to the story about this "rain".

The silver-haired girl stood next to the bicycle with an umbrella, avoiding the splashing raindrops. She was not very interested in commissioning, just wanted to go back quickly and have a good meal.

The girl holding a black umbrella did not show any anxiety. She just stood here and then slowly said about herself:

"I used to look for Hyacinth when the storm came, but the road was blocked by the trade winds at that time. Today, it is the time for autumn rain again, so I can wait for you here.

She stretched out her hand and used the raindrops, which condensed into water waves on her hands, like transparent indigo jade.

"I am a ghost that can only appear on rainy days. I shouldn't exist in this era, but now I don't know why, I suddenly appear here. I want to find someone, just like this drop of water. I have forgotten many things. I only remember the jade pendant he once gave me. By the way, you can call me, Quan."

Xue couldn't help but wave his hand: "It must be that the earth veins are surging, so some inexplicable things will appear. This is normal. On average, every time an epoch is spent, the earth veins will drive the spiritual tides to rise."

Andaoyuan understood as soon as he heard this. This matter was probably not troublesome. If it was just to find spiritual objects, then it would be enough to use the guidance of the starlight.

"Miss Quan, do you still remember some other clues? It's just a jade, I think it will probably cause deviations."

"I don't remember."

Quan was a little silent. She was not good at these things and had forgotten a lot about the past.

Andaoyuan took the jade that was magically condensed from the water droplets and did not forget to ask again: "Why are you looking for help, are you ready for the corresponding price?"

Quan nodded, and she heard the sound of the wind floating on the rainy day before she came to look for Hyacinth.

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At this moment, the rain was still there, and Andaoba didn't mind that this was not tedious, nor even a commission.

Because he understood the deeper voice.

"Hyatana heard your prayers, and I will witness your story."

The light of the stars shines on the road with raindrops. The stones on the road are shiny in the fog, blurry but very quiet. The silent raindrops seem to face the sky in the wasteland.

The gem flashed with purple-blue light and then shone into nearby mountains.

It is still a certain distance from Hyacinth, and I passed by the hillside near Tokyo Metropolitan.

"Are you so close?"

Quan held an umbrella and walked towards the position that was flashing with faint light.

Andaoyuan and Xue pushed their bicycles over.

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The hillside is a small bulge, and now it is also part of the greening, and is planted with maple trees. The maple trees are now washed by rain, and their bright red has deepened several degrees.

At some point under the tree, the road of starlight came to an abrupt end here.

Countless red leaves fell on the maple tree, and the gems in Quan's hand seemed to be filmed and suddenly reflected on the rainy day to form a three-dimensional simulation picture. A woman was wearing the costume of a warrior of the Heian era, holding a book and chanting:

"The song of harmony is the ancestor of all virtues and the leader of hundreds of blessings. The mysterious image is formed in heaven, the meaning of the five emotions and six emotions has not yet been established, the plain goose is quiet, and the thirty-one words are just beginning to prosper.

The origins are diverse, and although the lengths are different, they may express the lower emotions and make news, or promote the superior virtues and transform, or travel to feasts and write thoughts, or pick up bright colors and send words. It is the one who is a great emblem for polite the world and the people who appreciate and enjoy the joy of things."

When Andoyuan heard this passage, he understood that this was the beginning of the famous Wakasa Collection "The New Ancient and Modern Wakasa Collection" in Japanese history.

At that moment, a black umbrella was placed under the tree beside the woman in a warrior robe.

Quan bent down, she put away the umbrella, and then the raindrops were gone and left along her face.

"She died later and should have been buried here. Maybe I should have buried here too. After all, I am just a slight projection of her."

The spring with wet hair now looks thinner, but her appearance is exactly the same as the woman in the picture.

"I am not Qingyuan fountain water, I am just the shadow of the spring water reflected on the umbrella, only the shadow that will appear on rainy days."

She handed the umbrella in her hand to Andaoyuan and sat down by the tree.

"This is my only thing. If you think it's not worth it, then I can only say sorry."

Xue nodded: "It's true that Fu Hanshen of the Umbrella. The longing of the earth is reviving, but the nostalgia is just nostalgia."

Andaoyuan took the umbrella and the style of this black umbrella is indeed not the same as the current style.

But this is not the commission he accepted.

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"Spring or spring, the commission has not yet ended. You don't know what you should look for, but I will help you find this umbrella. I will wait for the day when you truly fulfill your wish before choosing to hand it over to me."

He continued to read the last few sentences of the collection of Wako poems:

"Therefore, when the sacred generations were Ming Dynasty, they collected and recorded them, and each of them had the essence and details, so how could they get out of it? However, it was like the jade from Kunling that was more than enough to pick it, and the material from Denglin that was cut endlessly. Since this is the case, the song would be appropriate."

"There are endless trees and songs, have you seen the maple tree behind you? It is completely different from the tree thousands of years ago, but how can you say it is just a projection of the previous tree?"
Chapter completed!