On the other hand, in Fukuoka Prefecture on Kyushu Island, as time goes by, the sunset gradually yellows the clouds on the edge of the mountain.

The place where Shinya Shiyin's ancestors lived was surrounded by hills on both sides, leaving only a plain that was not wide to provide rest and plant.

When I returned here, every time the sunset went down the mountain, Shi Yin would always watch the sunset by the window, watching the sunset by being swallowed by the hills bit by bit.

Thinking of the past, it was also here, she had just begun to remember some fragments. A beautiful country often appeared in the picture. The small Shiyin Shingu sometimes quietly walked away from the adults, sat alone on the grass, counting the fallen leaves, and watching the leaves of the sycamore trees in the distance begin to fall and fall.

Of course, if it is winter, there will probably be no more fallen leaves left.

"Woo, I'm a big monster. If you're afraid, please hand over the delicious food soon."

Xue suddenly jumped out from behind Shiyin with the mask of the cat demon, and then cute gestured to her with a "title and claws".

In fact, this was the last two days they stayed in Fukuoka Prefecture. It was because of the custom of the Yushui Palace in the Osekiji Temple that they stayed here specially.

The ghost night at the Yushui Palace in Dazenji Temple is one of the three major fire festivals in Japan. It lit the torch with the bell at 9 p.m. in mid-January. Then many men wearing crotch cloths held the huge Matsuaki, which was about 13 meters long, while scattering Mars, saying that Mars scattered on people can cure diseases and eliminate disasters.

On the other hand, he traveled around the temple majestic, including the rituals of worshiping the gods in the ghost face and sowing and offering sacrifices to the gods during the day, the turret parade at night, the ge face sacrifices to the gods and the ghost hall parade.

"You can buy something delicious later, don't worry."

Shi Yin would not be scared by snow. She also brought the prepared fox ghost mask, and then went to the door to wait for Oda Kyoka and Yoki Angi. They were preparing to participate in this New Year celebration event of the Fire Matsu Akira to join in the evening.

It can also be regarded as a perfect end to this trip.

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On the way, Shiyin Shintani's father drove the car. He was very dull and mostly expressed his words in the carpentry work he had in his hands, but he could also express his love for his daughter in his actions.

Perhaps the Shinga family has such a personality and does not like to promote emotional expressions. The fact that the poetic voice has such a calm and quiet personality is probably due to this.

When he arrived at the destination, Xue called Andaoyuan's video call and slowly turned the camera around and caught the surroundings:

"Andoyuan, look, there will be celebrations for Fukuoka tonight."

In the video, the background of the flames and stars in the distance is half warm and half calm, as if the world that Francisco Petrarch's most famous Latin prose work "DeRemediis Utriusque Fortunae" wants to present.

"Ghost Night Fire Festival, it's such a beautiful scene."

Andaoyuan was making soup with apron around the kitchen and was cooking on low heat. At this time, he suddenly received a call from Xue and did not take off his apron. After all, for him.

Life is simple and unconcealed purity, not the extremely luxurious reality show in "The World of Truman".

So he gently fiddled with the soup in the pot with a spoon, while chatting with them slowly and chatting about daily life.

"I will bring you a gift, a souvenir."

The silver-haired girl said happily. Her innocent and vivid look could not be completely covered by the cat and mask on her face: "But what you cook feels delicious. Through my phone, I'm a little hungry."

When Andaoyuan heard her say this, he couldn't help but smile with a faint smile on his face: "When you come back, I will make a delicious meal to reward you."

"Okay, we'll go back the day after tomorrow. Don't forget to pick us up for the morning flight tickets, and there are some delicious food."

Xuejiu ran a few steps, caught up with Yuki who was taking pictures, and said the ending of her farewell.

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

When Andaoyuan watched the phone call with the video, the heat of making soup was almost the same at this time, so he gently lit some soup with a spoon and put it in his mouth: "The taste is slightly lighter, but it's good."

The gentleman who praised Mencius from ancient Chinese literati to stay away from the kitchen was not actually a real reference.

Cooking is just like calligraphy that emphasizes the change of ink color, which is the so-called "ink is divided into five colors" - burnt, thick, light, dry and wet. The most critical factor in these changes is the amount of moisture in the ink.

Many calligraphers in history attached great importance to ink. In the Ming Dynasty calligrapher Dong Qichang said in "Essays on Painting Zen Room": "The cleverness of the characters is about using the brush, especially using ink."

Bao Shichen of the Qing Dynasty also said in "Yizhou Shuangji": "However, the painting method is based on the brush and is achieved in ink, and the ink method is more important than calligraphy."

Andaoyuan has been back in his life in China these days.

Read and taste tea by yourself, and then make some food casually.

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Just as he served a bowl of soup and was about to taste dinner with the main food he had just bought.

There was another knock at the door.

Andaoyuan put the food on the dining table, walked out of the house, and opened the door.

I saw that it was Liu.

She disappeared silently, but when she came, she would knock on the door politely.

"Is there anything?"

Andaoyuan asked.

"Can't you come if you have nothing to do?"

She was blurred for a moment, then changed into casual clothes, carrying skewers and beer in her hand, "Folksmen are here to come to drink."

"If you don't have fun drinking, why not drink tea?"

Liu's thinking was too free, making Andaoyuan, who was always rational, unable to analyze according to past experience.

"I'm here tonight, I want to drink." She squeezed into the house with great care. "Young Master An can't even refuse the little girl's request."

I don’t know what she is studying for as a “folk scholar”.

Andaoyuan shook his head, "You don't look like you are here to drink..."

"Is it, guess what, the master of psychology."

The two of them opened two low-altitude bottles of beer with Andoyuan's dinner.

But Andaoyuan was just a drink, so Liu drank a bottle.

She then brought another box of beer over.

In the end, before Andaoyuan could finish his first bottle of beer, she watched her drink, filling herself with glass after cup.

Finally, she took out her mobile phone to record the video, but unfortunately she fell on the table before she could finish recording this passage.
Chapter completed!