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Chapter 133

Nishikawa is in trouble again - this news was stumbling around and didn't reach Bo Chaoyan's ears for several times.

Or it was Tianyuan who let it slip.

When Bo Chaoyan accidentally mentioned that "Genji's letters have decreased a lot, Azhi wouldn't really burn the letters secretly", Tianyuan shook his head like a rattle to defend Gojo Chi's innocence.

"Genji has been dealing with the fire in Nishikawa recently, and all the young people in the family have gone out, so he has no time to write letters to harass you."

In normal times, Chaoyan would patiently tell her: Gojo Chi is acting more and more eccentric, you can throw stones at him on the road to learning sorcery, but don't learn everything.

- For example, those habits that are easy to make people hate.

But this time Chaoyan did not make any dissuasion, he accurately captured certain keywords: Nishikawa, fire.

Naturally, the image of the troublemaker brothers appeared in Bo Chaoyan's mind.

...You kid, you just want to keep causing trouble for Nishikawa, right?

Without waiting for a reply, Tianyuan immediately realized that she had said something she shouldn't have said. She covered her mouth, and her sleeves covered most of her face. The eyes exposed were filled with anxiety.

Chaoyan asked Yuanji to take her to rest, and she went to Abe Haruaki's study and began to search.

When Abe Haruaki came back, he saw Bo Chaoyan staring at a nearby map.

"What are you looking at?"

"Looking at Nishikawa."

"What's so good about Nishikawa."

Bo Chaoyan had no intention of looking away. He turned to Qingming with a smile and stretched out his voice: "Yes - what's so good about Nishikawa -"

There was a strong smell of ink in the study.

The common ink in Heian-kyo usually has an unpleasant smell after being ground.

Bo Chaoyan bought it twice by himself, and then asked Gojo Chi, who was passing by, to take the written Japanese paper away.

Gojo Chi held the paper and hated the smell very much, so he simply took over the job of purchasing ink blocks for Chaoyan.

The ink he sent had a light pine scent. After being stained for a long time, the person who wrote it would naturally have this scent on his body.

After smelling it once, Zen Temple Araya asked someone to bring a lot of ink blocks, which had a completely different orchid scent.

The two sorcerers seemed to be competing with each other. They came to the door every time they had nothing to do. There was no purpose, just to smell what Bo Chaoyan smelled like today.

——Today's Bo Chaoyan had no smell.

It seems that he was emotional... Chaoyan didn't write very often.

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