Gin is doing charity again today [Comprehensive]

The afterglow faded from the sky with the last twilight of the sunset, and the little stars lit up like mortal lights one by one, casting soft starlight all over the world without discrimination, and Ukyo, Kyoto is no exception.

Coming out of the cubicle after taking a bath, Gin walked around the curtain while wiping his long wet hair. He was relaxing the muscles that had been tensed all day. He planned to go to bed early and get up early. Tomorrow morning, he would bring Yimulian to the gathering of human beings in Kyoto. Sufficiently supplement the seasonings and ingredients that are in short supply.Unexpectedly, when he raised his eyes, he found a slender figure lying on his bed at some point.

The night wind blows, blows out the dim candle lights, and the starlight flows in through the half-closed windows, every inch seems to carry the unknown tenderness.

The person lying on the bed took off the mask that has been inseparable from the day he got it, and his long hair spread all over the bed, like a streamer of light, glowing with crystal luster, like fireflies one after another.In the darkness, Qin Jiu couldn't see his face clearly, and only traced the vague outline with his eyes, but those eyes, which were as bright as stardust, were particularly moving.

"Am I... fat?" He turned over and lay on his side facing the gin, pinching the firm flesh on his waist with his right hand, his angry voice seemed to have a hook to seduce people's mind, it was charming enough without deliberation.

Gin's eyes were always clear, and there was no fluctuation from the beginning to the end.

Maintaining this posture for a long time, seeing that his face remained unchanged, and his breathing and heartbeat rhythm was not disturbed for half a second, Yuzao squatted down discouragedly, propping his chin on the pillow and angrily said: "Are you still a man!? You can't do it!"

"Your professional skills are not good enough, do you blame me for not giving me your support?" Flicking his half-dried hair behind him, Qin Jiu stepped onto the bed, pushed Yuzao to the inner side of the bed, and squeezed him With a smooth face, he said without blushing or panting, "It's round."

Yuzao bit his shoulder with an "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Okay, I have to get up early tomorrow, don't mess around." Pulling him by the back of the collar, Gin pulled the quilt over the two of them evenly, closed his eyes and said, "Or sleep here peacefully." , or go back to your room and do whatever you want, choose one yourself.”

"...Of course I'm staying here to bother you." Yuzao rolled her front eyeballs, let it go as if nothing had happened, and squeezed into his arms to find a comfortable position to lean on.

At this time, Qin Jiu opened one eye and looked at him: "Can you change back into a demon body?"

"Why?" Yuzao asked in confusion.

"The monster body is chubby and comfortable to hold, and it can be used as a heater when it's cold in the middle of the night. Your human figure is so thin that it seems that there are only bones left, and it's still slender, which makes me uncomfortable." Qin Jiu explained seriously, He didn't save face for a certain fox demon at all.

"Can you speak?" Yu Zaoqian gritted his teeth and stared at him for a long time, piercing him like rain.If his eyes could become real, he should have turned into a humanoid porcupine by now.

It's a pity that gin doesn't eat this set.He has been in the organization for so many years, why hasn't he experienced any big storms?From the cynicism when he was a running errand boy to the needle hidden in the cotton when he was the second in command of the organization, he has endured no matter how sharp a soft knife is, and he has never suffered a lot. in the eyes.

"It's getting late, go to sleep." Knocking his head casually, Gin yawned, pulled the corner of the quilt up, and closed his eyes resolutely to try to fall asleep.

Yu Zaoqian, who was boring himself, looked away resentfully, stuck his head in the arms of Qin Jiu, and sulked for a while, but unconsciously affected by his warm body temperature, sleepiness gradually sprouted, and slowly he closed his eyes and entered Dreamland.

A good night's sleep.

In the early morning of the second day, when Gin was woken up by the biological clock that was set at a fixed time regardless of the weather, he found that Toru Amuro, who had appeared in the middle of the night, had disappeared, and the beautiful woman in his arms had returned to the same demon body that had remained unchanged since last night, hooking his tail around his body. His arms curled up into a fluffy ball, and he slept soundly in his arms.

The sun shines on its spotless white hair, and there are dots of flame-like golden light flowing.The straight-hanging ears are unsuspectingly motionless, although there is no explicit expression, but the trust in the gin is clearly and distinctly displayed in the subtleties.

In the world of monsters, trust is more difficult to give and get than love.

A faint smile flashed across the corner of his lips, Gin carefully withdrew his arm, and gently pulled the quilt over it.After doing this, he got out of bed barefoot, changed his nightgown, picked up the washing utensils in the washbasin and went to the backyard to tidy himself up.

As the saying goes, with magic in hand, I have the world.Since getting the silver chain, Gin has never worried about anything.

When you are short of money, you can control the magic power to condense valuable orbs, and you can use various magic templates in the silver chain to flexibly fight against the enemy during battle.Even some trivial matters in daily life, such as at this time, he needs to fetch water to rinse his mouth and wash his face, and with a snap of his fingers, the water elements will continuously condense into clear water for him to use.

The silver chain can be said to be a must-have product for home travel, murder and arson, and it is not as good as a water gun.

After washing up, Gin lamented the powerful function of the silver chain, and combed the knotted hair ends with a wooden comb.Inadvertently looking up and looking out of the corridor, he was surprised to find that the wall that was trampled down by Yu Zaoqian yesterday had been restored to its original state, and verdant creepers grew out to decorate it, and there was no trace of the previous collapse.

Throwing down the comb, Qin Jiu wore the clogs under the steps outside the corridor and approached the wall, raised his left hand and stopped in mid-air a few centimeters away from the wall, sensing some residual evil spirit.

It is the breath of Tamamo.

"This guy..." It seems that he doesn't care as much about "fat" as he appears on the surface.

Shaking his head amusingly, Gin made a random decision to reward Yuzao with two grilled chickens when he came back at noon, put away the toiletries, and walked to Yimulian's room to wake him up and go shopping in the city.Unexpectedly, when the gin passed by, he saw him sitting with his head bowed among the grass, and the red dragon who had been staying behind for a moment disappeared. He didn't know how long he had been sitting here alone.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, he looked up, and the eye not covered by bangs was clear and transparent, like the sky washed by rain.Looking into his eyes, Qin Jiu seemed to see the vast world hidden in his small body, which was shockingly wide.

Perhaps this is the last vestige of his past as a god.

"Gin wine... my lord." Yimulian still couldn't speak smoothly, especially without the red dragon companion behind him.He stood there hesitantly, leaning forward slightly, as if he wanted to take a step forward, but he always stopped at the last moment, his cowardice was beyond words.

Seeing this, Qin Jiu didn't bother to watch, went up to grab his hand, and led him out of Lvjindu.

Yimulian staggered a few steps, with both hands wrapped around Qin Jiu's forearm: "I...do I have to go?"

"Don't you want to see what the human beings you have guarded look like now? Fengshen." Slowing down moderately, Gin Jiu said softly when he could keep up with his speed.

For some reason, his recent painting style is always not quite right, and he often wanders off to the bosom brother channel, which would have been impossible in the past.However, thinking of his pathetic quest, he felt that it was no big deal.

Isn't it just to be a bosom brother?Occasionally cook chicken soup for people, which helps to accumulate character.

Yimulian didn't know the entanglement in his heart after Qin Jiu said this, but was slightly distracted by the long-lost title of "Wind God", "Wind God? Wind can't be kept, it is a symbol of freedom and freedom, maybe we It really doesn't fit the name."

"Whether it's suitable or not, it doesn't matter what you say."

Leaning at him, Gin said, he suddenly stood still in place, and activated the only space magic in the silver chain, that is, "teleportation". Not even a chance to decline.When he came back to his senses, they were already standing in the middle of the crowd, being pushed forward by the constant mortals.

The hustle and bustle of the world slowly slipped through the gin and Yimulian's pupils.

The world of human beings is always moving forward. No matter how difficult and painful the period is, they will try their best to live out their limited lives with infinite possibilities.

If materials are scarce, they use art and scenery to fill the soul and fill the emptiness of the body.If they have a lot of money, they will pursue purity, beauty, and everything they lack.Looking at the light in the dark, exploring the darkness in the light, how wonderful and rich everything in the world is in the eyes of human beings, which is incomprehensible and untouchable to those monsters who hide in the deep mountains and old forests and have long lost the concept of time.

It is precisely because human beings are as weak as reeds and duckweeds that they collide with fierce sparks and create countless civilizations that are dazzling, short-lived but brilliant in the eyes of long-lived species.

For Yimulian, the hundreds of years of guarding human beings were just a short episode in his divine life.But for this episode, he did not hesitate to degenerate into a demon, timidly walked into the mortal world that he had dismissed before, whether it was worth it, only he himself knew.

Just like a certain poisonous chicken soup said: Be happy, my friends, the world is not worth it.The world is not worth his self-deprecation, but his desire to protect mankind is worth it.

The hand holding the gin was loosened, and Yimulian raised his lowered eyelashes, quietly watching the people coming and going in front of him, without making a sound for a long time.

The sweetness of sugar cakes blended into the morning breeze, the coolness of late autumn, and the elegant fragrance of a cluster of jasmine flowers on the street corner brushed over his thick and long bangs, and when he was about to leave, he wrapped them around with his index finger and held them between his fingers.

"It's not... so lively." Although he let go, Yimulian was still clinging to the gin, his tense cheeks unknowingly softened, and he tried to speak clearly: "Where I used to be, there is no It's so lively."

"This is Kyoto, there aren't many places that are more lively than this." Seeing that he was accepting well, Gin hit the iron while it was hot, and dragged him to the market. The sunlight dispelled the shadowy mist, making their figures slender , "I'll show you the other side of human beings."

"The other side?" Curiosity replaced confusion and hesitation, holding onto the wind at a glance, trotting to keep up with him.

Gin elongated his tone meaningfully: "It's both beautiful and ugly."

"I'm... looking forward to it." Yimulian tilted his head and leaned against Gin's waist, revealing the first sincerity in these days, and a smile that only represented his own heart. Hong Shanxi Qingjian.

A man and a demon walk into the crowd together, shuttle through the human world that has been bustling for thousands of years.With their own shocking attributes, they walked into the crowd, but they were unexpectedly ordinary, as natural and casual as a long river entering the sea, and they were not as eye-catching as the uncle who sold pork head meat at the street.

Outside the market, on the maple tree where they were originally, the big tengu with its wings folded lazily yawned.With his right eye open, he took advantage of the monster's unique vision to chase after Gin's figure. He took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, wrinkling his nose depressedly.

"Forget it, this time it's cheaper for that brat." With his arms folded, the big tengu leaned sideways on the tree trunk, drowsy from the warm autumn morning sun, and didn't even notice the maple leaves falling on top of his head. There was a lazy nasal voice in the words to himself, "But next time, I want you to make it up to me with interest..."

The twelve single clothes in front of Buhe Yuzao, Yimulian's shopping alone are of comparable value.