Kisaragi's Long-Strange Collection Notes

Chen Meimei lay on the sofa, her head resting on Lunlu's lap.

From the perspective of knee pillows, the circulation of the legs is very dangerous. The thighs are beautiful, but once it reaches the calves, it immediately becomes a guillotine.

The circular hand had to stop Chen Meimei's head from moving around from time to time to prevent it from moving down to his calves and causing a bloody tragedy.

There's a cycle of people going to the hospital for new jobs, and there's still one at home.

This is the cycle; if she wanted, she could have a place in every one of the 100 cities.

Chen Meimei is busy with important matters.

After sending a nurse to the clinic, he didn't rest. He contacted [Wind Weaver] Dawn as planned.

We had a chat using our watches.

Fuxiao asked him to come to her house at 21 p.m.

"The entrance to the recursive corridor? What kind of address is this?" Chen Meimei felt that the address didn't quite look like a building.

"Chen Meimei, the apprenticeship gift is ready for you, I've put it on the table," Qinghua called out.

Chen Meimei got up from the sofa.

The "Apprenticeship Gift" is an exquisite porcelain box that looks a bit like a cake box.

Opening the porcelain box reveals a golden-yellow pineapple roasted chicken, emitting a fragrant aroma.

This gift did not cost Chen Meimei a single penny; it was entirely sponsored by Qinghua and Bobo.

Just after 20 p.m., Chen Meimei came downstairs carrying the apprenticeship gift.

After a snap of his fingers, the sedan chair appeared.

"How long will it take to get to the entrance of the Recurve Corridor by sedan chair?"

"The Recursive Corridor is a canyon outside the city, and it takes 33 minutes to get there."

Since Sixiang City is currently under martial law, getting out is easy—you can jump off the city wall—but returning without a pass to pass through the city gates might be more difficult.

"That's so far, it's beyond your longest trip ever."

"Yes, but there is a workaround. Each time you are close to the limit, you can get out of the sedan chair and then start again to continue moving forward."

"This sedan chair won't do; it's too much trouble. Can you increase its driving limit?"

"Yes, if my [Mystery] is upgraded, it can increase the distance tenfold."

"Okay, I'll think of a way for you."

The recursive corridor is not far from Sixiang City.

Even so, this is still outside the city. Not to mention staying here, those who dare to linger in such a place for an extended period of time are not ordinary people.

Not counting the group meeting at the Frost Moon Gathering, this is the first time Chen Meimei and Dawn have met privately.

Well, how should I put it?

The two shared the same impression of each other—this was not a good person.

In the eyes of dawn.

Under the blood-red moonlight, two faceless people carried a sedan chair, from which Chen Meimei emerged, exuding an eerie aura.

In Chen Meimei's eyes.

As dawn floated in mid-air, a raging wind danced around her, and the invisible wind transformed into tangible mist around her.

She should have been ethereal and otherworldly, but unfortunately, the wind that transformed at dawn was a black wind, which caused her to be shrouded in drifting black mist, giving her the appearance of a Black Mountain Demon.

"Teacher Fuxiao, can you come down?" Chen Meimei called out, craning her neck upwards.

As dawn broke, he said, "I've never taken on any students before; you're the first. I don't have many requirements for my students, but you must be able to pass the test."

Chen Meimei quickly replied, "What kind of test?"

"I love playing music, and my students need to be able to handle my music."

"Yes, I'll accept the test."

"Come with me, relax, don't resist."

Chen Meimei felt a gust of wind lift her up, and she floated up with the dawn, swaying gently.

The two drifted along, flying forward for another thousand meters.

"arrive."

Chen Meimei snapped out of her daze of the novelty of floating and took a look.

The two finally arrived at the entrance to the canyon.

The Recursive Corridor is an incredibly long canyon, with the mountain walls on both sides sinking down at intervals. Viewed from above, it resembles a staircase that continuously descends into the abyss below.

"Feel it well, this is one of my favorite pieces." Dawn raised her right hand above her head and whispered, "Wind!"

The wind in the air formed ropes, which wove vertical lines through the canyon.

The canyon's terrain forms the body of a harp, and the wind ropes form the strings, creating a giant harp.

And the winds that did not form a rope, when passing through this harp, are like hands plucking the strings, playing a symphony originating from nature.

At dawn, Fu Xiao and Chen Meimei floated in the very center of the harp, receiving the baptism of the Wind Song.

Fuxiao quickly entered a state of enjoyment, closing her eyes and waving her hands like a conductor holding a baton.

With dawn's manipulation, the sound of the wind began to rise and fall.

Chen Meimei was quickly blown about, spinning in the air, the howling wind in his ears feeling like an electric drill drilling holes in his eardrums.

If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't be able to appreciate this music of nature.

It's either death from dizziness or a ruptured eardrum.

Chen Meimei can handle it.

"Xiao Hong, negative state transfer."

[Transferred.]

I opened my eyes a few times during the dawn to check on Chen Meimei. If he couldn't stand it, I would blow him away.

"Terrifying [immortality], as expected, this level of damage can't hurt him." Dawn cursed the pervert in his heart.

Although Chen Meimei wasn't afraid of the damage, he didn't find the sound of the gale pleasant either. So he could only blink and wait for it to end, staring at Fuxiao every time she looked at him.

The song ended.

More than half an hour has passed.

It's a very long piece, and if Dawn wanted, she could play it all day.

The guy rope came loose, and the gale subsided.

Chen Meimei's hair was a mess, and her clothes were torn to shreds by the wind blades.

"Alright, from now on you will be my disciple, Dawn."

Back on the ground.

Chen Meimei took out his apprenticeship gift.

No one knows what tricks Qinghua and Bobo used, but when they opened the porcelain box, the roast chicken inside was still steaming hot.

Fuxiao eats very heartily.

He grabbed a chicken leg and started gnawing on it, completely disregarding his image.

"What do you want to learn?"

"I want to learn weaving techniques."

"What are you going to use to make this?"

"Moonlight," Chen Meimei said, condensing moonlight into a thread in her hand.

Fuxiao laughed, a very happy laugh: "I see. It seems we do indeed have a master-disciple connection, both of us weaving the intangible into something tangible. Do you have any ideas? What do you want to create?"

Chen Meimei then took out the [Loom of Destiny] from the sedan chair.

"I have special needles, and I want to use moonlight as thread to first knit a set of clothes. Then, inspired by you today, I want to knit myself a pair of wings."

Fuxiao took the moonlight thread from Chen Meimei's hand and examined it carefully.

"My wind ropes, thick enough to bear weight, thin enough to cut, each have a specific purpose. What use is this creation woven from moonlight?"

The moonlight creates things that are soft and gentle, neither strong nor sharp, and they break easily when torn.

It is foreseeable that such clothing would offer almost no protection.

Lacking both offensive and defensive capabilities, Dawn couldn't immediately figure out the purpose of the Moonlight Robe in battle.

Chen Meimei said smugly, "I can take it out and sell it."

dawn:......

If you don't even want to use it yourself, who would buy it!

"Come on, give it a try. If you've already finished knitting one, let me see how you'll sell it to me."

"Great! Teacher Dawn, my Moonlight Robe is half price for friends and family, and it costs 1000 years to make one. Do you want one?"

"Half price, 1000 years, haha, you really dare to dream. Tell me, what's the use of your precious clothes?" Fuxiao crossed her arms, as if looking at a madman.

"My clothes, once you wear them, will envelop you in moonlight, and the monsters in the mist won't bother you~"

The look of disgust on Fuxiao's face froze instantly, and she was completely stunned.

"I...I...want one!"