186's leg-cutting routine [comprehensive]

"Can this thing be eaten?" Qiu Ji looked at the fox lying on his clothes, and he lazily curled his tail around Qiu Ji's wrist, "If you eat it, you will be punished by heaven, right?"

"No." King Ma Cang Ye turned his head away.

"But for a jade-faced golden fox with nine tails, it should be a sky fox?" Qiu Ji rubbed the little fox's chin, "You can act like a baby."

"Qiu, it's hard work being alone at home." King Ma Cang Ye turned his head and said something inexplicably.

"I see." It took Qiu Ji a while to understand King Ma Cang Ye's words.

That's what Ma Cang Ye Wang meant, right?If it was a whole new world, it would be better not to have anything other than the two of them, especially this kind of animal that looked abnormal.

"But I want to play for a few days." Qiuji said so and looked at King Ma Cangye, "It shouldn't be a big problem, right? He is a nine-tailed fox, and he can survive in the wild by himself."

"whatever."

Xuan's words were arranged by Qiu Ji and the others in the newly built stable over the small side house. It used to be a kitchen, but now it has been changed into a stable.

Xuan doesn't like to talk or move. The thing he spends most of his time lying in one place and doesn't know what he's thinking. If personality problems are ruled out, then Xuan's knee joints are not good, so he can only lie on his stomach.

"It's almost winter now, and I need to prepare some clothes." Ma Cang Ye Wang and Qiu Ji said when they were sitting together for dinner.

Neither of them needed food, but both kept the habit of three meals.

"My roof and front hall haven't been cleaned up yet." Qiu Ji rubbed his forehead with some headaches, he doesn't really like being treated like a child.But Ma Cang Ye Wang likes to rub his hair when he turns into a child.

"Take it easy, I'll help too."

"it is good."

That night, Qiu Ji took a lamp to the place where the fox was picked up during the day and put the fox down.

Ma Cang Ye Wang's words are not unreasonable, just play it.

"Hmm." The little fox whimpered from his throat, and put his tail on Qiu Ji's wrist reluctantly.

"Okay, it's time to go back." Qiu Ji squatted in the woods and looked at Nine-Tailed Fox and said, "If you don't go back, I might peel off your skin to make a scarf."

The fox rolled around in front of Qiu Ji, revealing its white belly, and the tip of its tail hooked Qiu Ji's wrist.

"Go, go." Qiu Ji rubbed the softest fur on the fox's stomach.

"Autumn."

Ma Cang Yewang called Qiu Ji not far away.

"Go." Qiu Ji rubbed the fox's chin, got up and walked out of the woods.

As time went by as they repaired the shrine, the maple forest outside the shrine was more than half red, and the shrine here was almost restored.

It was originally a pretty good shrine, and the scale is quite large.But for unknown reasons, it was gradually abandoned.

King Ma Cang Ye moved the stone slabs and tiles from somewhere, and Qiu Ji was sitting in the backyard as a carpenter, and the two of them finally finished repairing the shrine before winter completely entered.

In the words of Asakura Yewang, there are no gods in this shrine, but they live in the shrine, it is best to inform this kind of...

After all, the world is unknown, and you can't do things that anger the gods of this world. The absence of a god in this shrine does not mean that the god does not exist.

I don't know what the power system of this world is like...

"Where did you get the money?" Qiu Ji watched as King Ma Cang Ye came down from Huo Ling's body and piled up the tiles on one side neatly.

"Slightly... I went to Yinyangliao in this world." Asakura Ye Wang said with a smile, "Abe Seimei in this world is quite cute."

"Oh, Abe Seimei." Qiu Ji expressed only a little bit of interest, just a little bit.

Such things as spiritual power are really powerful, such an animal that does not conform to anatomy can stretch so much, it is all a matter of spiritual power.

"I remember you said that you were also from the Heian-kyo era?" Qiu Ji looked at King Ma Cang Ye as if he had thought of something.

"Well, Abe Seimei was almost buried when I was born." King Asakura Leaf smiled.

"Oh." Qiu Ji responded and didn't start a conversation, he could tell that King Ma Cang Ye was not in a good mood.

Forget it, what he has to do now is to repair the shrine, and then offer sacrifices to gods that don't exist.

Suddenly Ma Cangye Wang handed Qiu Ji a box, which contained tabi shoes and socks. Qiu Ji looked at Ma Cangye Wang with some doubts, Ma Cangye Wang tilted his head and smiled.

Qiu Ji doesn't like the socks of kimono, to be honest he doesn't even like wearing kimono.

Too much trouble.

Although western clothes are also troublesome, they are not very orthodox styles after all, so it is really much better.

Especially this maiden costume, Ma Cang Yewang has made himself more tightly wrapped recently, not even letting Qiu Ji show his forearm.

"Why?" Qiuji looked at King Ma Cangye, "This shrine has long been abandoned and no one comes here. My clothes are already very close to those of human beings."

The implication is that I don't want to wear such uncomfortable socks.

"Put it on." Ma Cang Yewang covered his eyes with a fan.

"...Oh." Qiu Ji didn't like someone pointing and pointing at him, and being so tough.

He didn't talk about it, and he didn't talk about it.

"Ye Wang, what have you been up to lately?" Qiu Ji took the box and sat down, looked at Ma Cang Ye Wang who was sitting on the porch and tilted his head, "It seems to be very busy."

"Well, there is something in this world that I want to know."

"Oh——" Qiu Ji dragged out the ending, Ma Cang Ye Wang is his boss, and it's normal for him not to know what he does. "But recently, isn't your magic power insufficient?"

"Well, I have participated in the elimination of monsters several times, which may have some influence on you." King Ma Cang Ye looked at Qiu Ji beside him.

Qiu Ji's kimono was not very well worn, and the collar on the back of her neck showed her fair and tender skin.

When did it start?

"At least give priority to me?" Qiu Ji rubbed his forehead and said with some displeasure, "Your lack of magic power will make me feel tired and my reaction will be much slower."

The face of gender is blurred.

A commercial smile whose emotions cannot be judged from appearances...

But by his side, it is obvious that you can not hear the noisy heart sounds from the outside world, and you can get a little quiet by his side.

So Ma Cang Ye Wang is very happy to stay at a very close distance with Qiu Ji.

however……

Something has been wrong with him lately.

He has long since realized that something is wrong with him now. He has long noticed that Qiu Ji will look more at men and women with black, long and straight hair. From some subtle expressions, he can notice what kind of type can attract Qiu Ji. .

But the owner of this mountain...

His good looks could indeed attract Qiu Ji, and according to Qiu Ji's restless personality, he would definitely do something, that's why he cleaned up the area.

King Ma Cangye swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Unable to look away from the back of Qiu Ji's neck, an evil fire gathered in his lower abdomen.

It may be that his spiritual power is insufficient, and the desire to survive gradually takes over his reason.

"Ye Wang?" Qiu Ji followed Ye Wang's line of sight strangely, he didn't find anything, he was in a daze?

"Sorry." King Ma Cang Ye got up, and the fire spirit in the courtyard showed its original shape.

"I have something else to do, I'll go first."

After King Ma Cang Ye left, Qiu Ji returned to the room expressionlessly, found all the breakable things he could find, and smashed them into the yard fiercely.

Grass, what does he mean?

Something wrong? !

You fucking pay attention to your identity, okay?What you have to do now is to provide me with magic power!

My magic power is not enough!

Grass, Ma Cang Leaf King!

I have made my words so clear!

There were only a few things in his hand, and Qiu Ji was not relieved after smashing them, but there was nothing in his hand to smash.

Sitting alone in the porch sulking for a while.

The times are different, and Qiu Ji doesn't know what kind of rules and manners there are in this era. It is best to let King Ma Cang Ye of the same era collect information. Qiu Ji just repairs the terminal and waits for rescue.

Recently, Qiu Ji couldn't figure out what was going on between Ma Cang Ye Wang and himself, but because of the magic power, Qiu Ji became more and more irritable. If it wasn't because he couldn't touch him, he would definitely fight Ma Cang Ye Wang.

What are you doing?It's like a jealous girlfriend, you can feel that he is angry, but you can't tell why he is angry.

Qiu Ji's patience instantly went to zero.

In the stable, the decoration is similar to that of the house, with clean tatami mats and soft cloth, Xuan really doesn't like to move.In winter, Qiu Ji would have thought he was dead if he wasn't still breathing.

Qiu Ji also specially got a stove and covered it with a metal net to prevent the charcoal inside from splashing out.

"Is this a little better?"

Qiu Ji looked at Xuan who was covered with a blanket and asked softly.

He is very concerned about this Xuan, because the second time he took Qiuji through the space, the failure of the space transmission this time is probably due to his existence.

If used well...

"Much better, thank you Lord."

"Are you afraid of the cold?" Qiu Ji leaned on Xuan's waist and abdomen and stroked Xuan's mane.

"A little bit." Xuan put his head on Qiu Ji's lap so that Qiu Ji could touch him.

"Does it hurt your knee?"

"Knee?" Xuan seemed to be unaware of this.

"This is the place, will it hurt when it rains?" Qiu Ji touched its knee joint.

"No."

"Do you like narrow places?" Qiu Ji thought of the cave before, which was narrow and long.

At this time, he sometimes likes this not spacious kitchen, and often shrinks in the corner...

This is a psychological problem, right?

"..." Xuan stopped talking.

Qiu Ji, who has nothing to do now, has tied Xuan's mane into twists, and now he can't do anything...

Without a terminal, King Ma Cang Ye didn't know what he was busy with.

Having nothing to do, Qiu Ji looked at the scrolls prepared by King Ma Cang Ye. It seems that having books is not easy in this era, and it is also very rare to be able to attract so many books.

When Qiu Ji has nothing to do, he will study chess records and play the flute by himself in the corridor.

This is also a necessary etiquette study. They will try their best to learn from all worlds and all histories.

Xuan doesn't have such a good relationship now... Qiu Ji doesn't dare to make any demands with him.

In the dark night, Qiu Ji was playing the flute and studying the music score, when suddenly he heard some commotion coming from the door.

Put on a coat and walk to the vestibule with a lamp in hand.At this time, the snow outside the corridor had already accumulated a thin layer on the ground, and Qiu Ji came to the main hall of the shrine.

The god of this shrine is the god of wind. I heard from Ma Cangyewang that he was once a very powerful god. There are many temples, but basically they are all ruined.

The statue was made by King Macang Ye. It is a dragon in charge of wind.

Here, Qiuji would clean it every day and offer fresh fruits. Of course, these were brought back by King Ma Cang Ye, and the replaced fruits were all removed by Qiuji and Xuanjie.

But there are not so fresh things in winter, and some pastries are replaced.

"Sorry." A young man's voice came again from afar.

Qiu Ji opened the door and saw a young man wearing a bamboo hat and surrounded by wind and snow. Although the man was wearing simple clothes, like a scholar on a journey at night, Qiu Ji was stunned by that face for a while, it was so beautiful I don't even know how to describe it.Qiuji's eyes in this posture are also golden, but compared to the person in front of him...

beautiful.

The author has something to say:

The update time span during this period will be very large. If there is a cutie who can’t understand it, remember to bring it up and I will make it up in the form of a special next time.

PS: If the collection can break 300 words tomorrow morning, I will add another chapter~