[Death] Xue Qing Corpse Soul Realm

It is still as lively as ever, and the residents of District 38 live here peacefully.

The sun is high, every adult is actively working, the children are running and playing happily, and the old people are sitting at the door basking in the sun.There are people coming and going in various shops on the street, the boss smiles and sees off the customers, welcomes new customers, and carefully introduces various products to the guests.

Qingxue walked on the streets with such an atmosphere, listening to all the sounds here, smelling all the breaths here, and watching everything here.Everything is the same as last time, but my state of mind is different.The boundless loneliness and nostalgia at the beginning are gone, and what is left is the calmness in the face of everything.Knowing that I am a passer-by, I will definitely go back, so I will not mind the comparison of other people's happiness with my own.

"What job do you want to do? I can play the piano and be a geisha?" Qingxue frowned, having a headache about what kind of work she would do to benefit her cultivation.

"I know tea ceremony, so I want to be a tea ceremony teacher?" Qingxue thought of another good idea.

"How about bodyguard?" Qingxue said a profession she just thought of.

Qingxue stopped abruptly, scratched her head in trouble, frizzed her soft hair, and stood it on her head in a funny way, but in the end she still didn't decide what to do: "Hey! If you don't want to, just be a tea master! "The left hand clenched a fist into the heart of the right hand and made a decision.

Qingxue happily made the decision to move forward in big strides, but just after taking three steps, she remembered that although she had lived in District 38 for more than seven years, she didn't know anything about the affairs of District 38. Teahouses don't even know.

"Hey! Excuse me! Don't act like a dead dog in front of you." Thinking of this, Qingxue heard a man's voice behind her.Looking back, a middle-aged man was standing behind him holding a bunch of messy things.

Qingxue frowned, turned around and faced the man: "Who are you talking to?"

"Yo! That's fine! I just said... hey!" The man cried out in pain before he finished speaking.There was no other reason, but Qingxue punished this damned man who underestimated her and thought she could be easily bullied by punching him down.

"You have such a wide road, you have to go behind me, and you still speak rudely?" Qingxue said in an unbelievable tone.

"Hey, ho? How dare you hit me?" The man threw the things in his hand aside: "Stinky girl, you are courting death." Then he rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards Qingxue.

Qing Xuejing waited for the man to rush over: "You are the one who is looking for death!" A flying kick kicked the man in the face, leading him to a corner.Ignoring the gazes of the people around, Qingxue blocked the man in the corner.Then, the voices of "Ping Ping Pong Pong" and "Hey Yo! Forgive me" came from the corner. As for what happened there, anyone with a discerning eye could guess it, even Tōsenkao could guess it.

After a "education of love", Qingxue squatted in front of the man who had turned into a pig, and patted the man's face: "I ask you a question, and if you answer it, you won't be beaten."

"Forgive me! I say!" The man responded quickly, for fear of being beaten again.Who would have thought that such a weak girl would be so powerful, and now he regretted it to death.

Qingxue slowly approached the man, with a faint smile on her face: "Excuse me, where is the famous teahouse in Liuhun Street?"

"Tea room?" The man looked at Qingxue strangely, he didn't think that the tough little girl in front of him would sit in the tea room leisurely and tastefully.

"En!" Qingxue blinked playfully, her eyelashes fluttered like two cicada wings on her delicate face.

"If you say the most famous, it's Dongchaju!" The man said with some complacency, completely forgetting about being beaten by Qingxue just now.

Qingxue glanced at the man lightly, and patted the man's head with a faint smile: "Oh? It seems that you are very familiar with this 'tea house'!" Looking at the thing thrown aside by the man just now: "That is What?"

The man followed Qingxue's gaze, only to realize that he had left such an important thing aside, he hurriedly jumped up and ran over to hold the thing in his arms: "Women! I specially purchased tea from the South 40th District. But I got separated from others, so I wanted to take the road back from the East 38th District. If the heroine wants to go, I can guide you."

Qingxue gave a noncommittal "Yes".

Seeing this, the man smiled at Qingxue in a doggy manner, and then glared at the people around who were still watching the excitement: "Let's go, let's go, what are you looking at? Why should you go!"

After the people around had dispersed, the man said to Qingxue: "Woman Xia, we can go."

Qingxue nodded, and followed the man towards District 1.

In the evening, the setting sun is like blood.The two of Qingxue finally arrived at the teahouse in District 1 under Qingxue's extreme impatience, and were introduced by a man to the owner of the teahouse, a 50-year-old human-like man.

"Miss, what's the matter?" The boss is well versed in the way of doing business and understands the principle of making money with kindness, even for a child like Qingxue.

Qing Xueke nodded politely, and looked around the decoration of the tea house: "I want to work here as a tea master, do you need it here?"

"Oh?" The boss looked at the man suspiciously, as if he wanted to know the whole story from him, but to his disappointment, the man also had a puzzled look on his face: "Does the girl know how to tea ceremony?"

Qingxue nodded affirmatively: "I can try it out, please try it."

Seeing that Qingxue is so sensible, the boss smiled with satisfaction: "That's great!" After speaking, he made a "please" gesture: "Come this way!"

The boss and Qingxue came out of the small cubicle: "Excuse me, girl, how do you want to calculate the salary?"

Qingxue gave an inscrutable smile, and just when the boss thought that Qingxue was about to open her mouth, she said, "I don't want money!"

Well?What's happening?Come out to work without money?The boss didn't understand.

Seeing this, Qingxue understood the boss's confusion, turned around and walked out of the tea room: "I don't want money, but you must put my name on the table." Walking to the door, Qingxue looked back at the boss, and saw that the boss showed a clear expression. After leaving the tea room with a look on his face: "I come to work every afternoon." After saying that, he turned and left.

From then on, a tea ceremony master appeared in the tea house, and the method of giving tea ceremony was very peculiar, without kneeling, and the tea had a long charm.

Qingxue's reputation has risen, and people who come to drink Qingxue tea flock to it.

One afternoon, Ukitake finished his work and was about to go to the rest room to take a rest, but saw his deputy team leader Zhiba Haiyan walked in: "Captain, the leader of the Beijing band came to see you for afternoon tea."

"Huh? Chunshui asked me for afternoon tea?" Fuzhu looked at the setting sun outside the window and asked Haiyan. After saying that, he had already left the door and walked to the meeting room. Haiyan followed behind to the meeting room.

Opening the door of the conference room, Fu Zhu saw Chun Shui lazily lying on the sofa, with a straw hat on his head.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Chunshui broke away from the fishy pine and looked at the door: "Fuzhu, you're here! I'm almost falling asleep!"

"What? It's very leisurely!" Fuzhu walked to Jingle and sat down, sighing leisurely: "Without the deputy captain watching, you really won't work with peace of mind!"

Hearing this, Jing Le closed her newly opened eyes, sat up, slipped her straw hat onto the sofa, and remained silent for a long time: "I killed her!"

Fuzhu looked at Jingle worriedly, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, he hurriedly smirked to divert Jingle's attention: "Ah! Didn't Chunshui come to ask me for...afternoon tea?"

Jingle blinked, let out a breath, and returned to her lazy look: "That's right! A special tea master has come to the tea house in East District 1. Let's go and have a look. I heard it's pretty good!"

"East District 1?" Fuzhu frowned, and told him intuitively that this incident was related to that strange Qingxue: let's take this opportunity to visit her!

"Let's go! It's not good for your health to stay in the team all the time!" Jingle urged.

Now that the decision has been made, Fuzhu readily agrees: "Okay! Shall we go now?"

Jing Le tilted her head and thought for a while: "Ah! I met Captain Aizen on the road just now, so I invited them together!"

Just as he was talking, Haiyan knocked on the door and came in: "Captain, Captain Lanran is here!"

Jingle stood up, put on the straw hat, "Hey! It's not polite to ask people to wait too long!" Then walked out with Ukitake.

The world of corpses and souls in spring is just like the Japan that Qingxue knows, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, floating towards the sky with an intoxicating mood, especially facing the setting sun, the cherry blossoms are dyed a layer of blood, like a samurai.

In the blink of an eye, it was the spring of the second year. It has been eight years since Qingxue came to the world of "Death" and worked in the teahouse for half a year. Every day, she faces all kinds of people, strange things, and her mood changes. Ascension, a breakthrough in cultivation is imminent.Qingxue has already decided to work in the teahouse for the last afternoon and leave to condense the golden core, transform it into a cultivation base, then moisten the broken hammer and knots, cultivate the spiritual pressure, and then enter Mao, find out the mysterious fairy, and go home way.

At this time, the sun was halfway down the western mountain, bringing a sense of twilight to the spotless blue sky in the Soul Realm.The sound of cars and horses outside the window, the sound of hawking, the sound of talking and laughing downstairs, the sound of boiling water next door, and the sound of footsteps outside the door are harmoniously intertwined.With Qingxue's current cultivation level, these voices could be heard clearly, so she heard four footsteps coming from downstairs, three of them were steady and powerful, and one was slightly flabbergasted, accompanied by coughing that was familiar to Qingxue Voice.

Qingxue slightly bent the corners of her mouth, with a smile in her eyes, and released her consciousness to explore the owner of the footsteps, but her expression changed after seeing the person on the far left.

That person, with a gentle face and a brown frame, was like a gentleman, but his approachable demeanor made Qingxue tremble now, and his small face was pale.

The moment Qingxue's consciousness swept over the four of them, the four of them stared blankly at the same time and looked at each other.

"Huh?" The calico shirt uncle crushed the straw hat: "Why do I feel that someone peeked at it just now?"

"Ahem, ahem... I have the same feeling, but I can't find anyone."

The man with glasses who made Qingxue fearful had his hands in his sleeves: "There is a feeling of seeing through from the inside out!" The glasses reflected a ray of light.

In silence, Qingxue thought back to that night a few years ago, talking and laughing happily, making her captain and colleagues who have worked together for many years look like that, how cruel, this kind of person will do anything to achieve his goal, it is better to stay away.

While Qingxue was lying on the window sill in a daze, the four of them slowly walked up to the second floor, stopped in the small cubicle where Qingxue was, and knocked lightly on the door.

Qingxue was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door. Qingxue raised her head and looked towards the door. She saw four men, who were the owners of the four footsteps. , Aizen Soyousuke who almost killed Qingxue a few years ago.Beside him are Jingle Shunsui in a pink floral shirt and a big straw hat, and the white-haired boy Ukitake Shishiro. Behind Ukitake is his vice-captain Shiba Haiyan with lower eyelashes.

Seeing Qingxue sitting there boldly watching them in a daze, Fuzhu and Haiyan frowned insignificantly, while Jing Le looked at Qingxue with interest.As for Lan Ran's gentle smile, she seemed to be tolerant of Qing Xue's presumptuous behavior.

There are no low tables and soft cushions for the tea ceremony in the cubicles, but rectangular high tables and low pier instead.The only person in the cubicle was the petite and lovely girl in front of her, presumably the tea master who was rumored to be making a lot of noise.The afterglow of the setting sun flowed into the cubicle and sprinkled on the girl's body. She had an ethereal temperament, but her clear eyes showed some confusion, but behind the confusion was a firmness that no one could ignore.

"Hey! Are you a tea ceremony master?" Haiyan crossed her arms and stared at Qingxue dissatisfied.

"Huh?" Qingxue smiled apologetically, and hurriedly stood up to welcome the four of them in: "Sorry, I was distracted just now!"

Fuzhu smiled friendly, and said to Qingxue, "It doesn't matter! We heard that there is a special tea ceremony here, and we want to come and taste it." He walked into the cubicle with the other three and sat on the short pier opposite Qingxue. superior.

Jingle looks like a fool, exactly like him in the anime.Slowly walked into the cubicle, casually sat beside Fuzhu, put the broken straw hat aside: "Ah~ I never thought that the tea master is actually a little girl!"

Lan Ran walked to Qingxue and sat down, and smiled meaningfully at Qingxue: "It must be because he was proficient in tea ceremony at a young age that he became famous!"

Qingxue looked at the place where Lan Ran was sitting, and felt a little bit in her heart.After tidying up her mood, Qingxue began to give the tea ceremony: "It's really time for you to come, this is the last time I work here, and from tomorrow onwards, there will be no special tea ceremony masters again!"

"Uh~ why?" Jing Le looked at Qing Xue with some surprise, and the others looked at Qing Xue.

Qingxue smoked and scalded the cup, poured out the tea for washing the cup, and gave the four of them a nasty smile: "Of course... I went home to marry and have children~~~"

"Ah, cough, cough~" Fuzhu had sacrificed gloriously, and was terrified by Qingxue's words.

Jing Le patted Fuzhu on the back worriedly, and heard Haiyan's laughing voice: "Haha~ marrying and having children? Is this what girls say? How old are you?"

Qingxue rolled her eyelids and grinned falsely: "Who stipulated that girls can't say such things?"

Haiyan looked dissatisfied: "Girls must behave politely, how can they say these things to strangers? And Daluobo's face is neither red nor white!"

Qingxue wanted to speak, but was stopped by Fuzhu: "Young lady is proficient in tea ceremony, can you tell me the meaning of this tea ceremony?"

Qingxue looked at Fuzhu and saw that his cough was not so severe, so he felt relieved: "Tea ceremony, something for self-cultivation, there are many kinds of tea ceremony offerings, including the 'tea soup' that you often see, and the tea ceremony that I give. "Qingxue smiled at the four of them, with undefiled holiness on her face: "The tea ceremony, at first monks used tea to concentrate their thoughts. It becomes a ritual of sharing tea and food. The current tea ceremony is divided into two types: matcha ceremony and sencha ceremony, but the term tea ceremony refers to the matcha ceremony that was developed earlier..."

Qingxue is double-minded, making tea skillfully with both hands, and she is also eloquently explaining the meaning and spirit of the tea ceremony. The four of them are well versed in the tea ceremony, but what Qingxue said is something they have never heard of, so they are naturally deeply involved. Aizen also looked at the girl in front of him with admiration.

In Lanran's impression, Qingxue is an ant-like existence, without spiritual pressure, without background, just a worthless little girl.But now, she is talking eloquently in front of her, her calmness and rich knowledge are enough to show her strength.

The sun sets and the afterglow fades away, officially announcing the end of the day.

"Hey, my tea ceremony ended with the sunset, thank you all for coming to taste my tea!" Qingxue stood up and saluted the four of them with inexplicable excitement on her face.

Lan Ran walked up to Qingxue, carefully scrutinized Qingxue's expression: "Miss seems very happy?"

Qingxue looked at the tall figure in front of her, and Aizen's personal information flashed in her mind, thinking: Master Aizen, you are 186cm tall!Just standing in front of me is very stressful, can I trouble you to stay away?

Fuzhu frowned and looked at Aizen who seemed to be different from Qingxue, and walked up to Qingxue to stand side by side with Aizen: "My name is Shishiro Ukitake, thank you very much for your tea."

Qingxue was so thankful in her heart, she wished she could hug Fuzhu and kiss her fiercely: "My name is Shangguan Qingxue."

"Yo~ You are not only a strange person, but also a strange name!" Haiyan interjected from the side, and said coolly.

Regarding Haiyan's words, Qingxue was not angry at all, on the contrary, she was very pleasant to Haiyan's words: "This is what people are called! Thank you for the compliment!" After thinking about it, Qingxue looked at the three people except Fuzhu, pretending Question: "Then, would you like to tell me your name and surname?"

Jing Le flirtatiously approached Qingxue: "Little sister~" Qingxue's goosebumps were aroused: "My name is Jingle Chunshui, if you have any difficulties, you can find me!"

The corner of Qingxue's mouth twitched, ignoring Jingle, and turned her head to Haiyan: "Hey! Lower eyelashes, what's your name?"

Haiyan smiled grimly and glared at Qingxue: "Remember, my name is Zhiba Haiyan, and I also live in Liuhun Street!"

Qingxue chuckled and forced herself to look at Lan Ran, the man she dared not look directly at.

"Aizen Soyousuke." After finishing speaking, he greeted the others: "It's getting late, let's go back first!"

Hearing this, Fuzhu looked at Qingxue kindly: "You want to go back too? Can someone accompany you?"

Qingxue understood what Fuzhu meant, but she was afraid of Lan Ran's "enthusiasm" attack, so she hurriedly refused, "No, I'll stay at the house of a sister in the next street, and I'll go back tomorrow morning."

So Fuzhu no longer insisted, and went back with the others.

At the entrance of the teahouse, Qingxue sent the four big shots off, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said, "Hey ~ Fuzhu, we will meet again in Jinglingting soon."

He turned around and headed towards the East 38th District against the wind, raising his clothes flutteringly.

Returning to the small courtyard as quickly as possible, Qingxue flew directly into the dormitory. With a flick of her long sleeves, the door was closed, and the room was plunged into darkness.

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