186's leg-cutting routine [comprehensive]

"Go and play, Sanriyue and I will slowly disappear here." Qiu Ji took the opportunity to say, "Sanriyue and I still have some things to talk about."

"Well, okay." Hou didn't think too much about it, "Mr. Chun, let's play together later."

"it is good."

"San Riyue, you really helped a lot." Qiu Ji heaved a sigh of relief after watching Hou leave.

"Hahaha, Mr. Chun is being polite." Sanriyue said with a smile, "Mr. Chun doesn't seem to be from our side in terms of diet?"

"No, it's just that I don't like seafood." Qiu Ji shook his head, he couldn't bear the fishy smell of a basket of sea urchins beside him, "Is San Riyue going to go into the water?"

"Ouya, is Mr. Chun ready to go into the water?"

"Since you're at the beach, let's go play." Qiu Ji said so, getting up and walking to the temporary dressing room on the side.

"Hahaha, forget about it, grandpa."

On the beach a little farther away, there is no soft fine white sand here, instead there are large and small reefs. Qiu Ji sat on the beach and continued to work.

There are reefs with high heights under your feet. Listening to the sound of waves hitting the reefs can make people calm down.

He has a lot of things left unresolved.

For example, Chaldea and the world that the previous black beast invaded.

When Chaldea was there, he worked hard to reduce Romani's workload, but when he was not there, Romani still had to do these things by himself.

Thinking about it this way, I feel a little sorry for Romani. Qiu Ji can only go to Chaldea to get some materials when no one is around, and put them back after processing.

In the mailbox, Qiu Ji unexpectedly found an email from Ma Cang Ye Wang.

Asking about his cat at home.

This guy really can throw away everything, except the cat at home.

Always cause trouble to others.

So things like cats are really annoying.

And you should explain what happened before! ?

The King Ma Cang Ye in Qiu Ji's consciousness seems to be different from the King Ma Cang Ye in reality. He seems to have no memory.

Qiu Ji just wanted to reply to the email.

"Excuse!"

A voice came from behind unexpectedly, Qiu Ji was taken aback for a moment, because he was so frightened that he rushed forward, his shirt and slacks were soaked.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I scared you." Tsurumaru quickly apologized, "Mr. Haru, let's put work aside and have fun after we're all out to play."

"I'm a little..." Qiuji pulled Tsurumaru's hand and walked up from the water in embarrassment, "Ah, I'm completely soaked."

"When you come to the beach, you must go into the water." Tsurumaru said with a smile, "Mr. Haru really loves working too much."

"If I die from drowning later, I will be buried with you." Qiu Ji brushed his wet hair and sighed. Although he said that the countertop was not very high, it was enough for Qiu Ji to get down this time. .

"Hahaha, I will protect Mr. Chun." Tsurumaru smiled and handed Qiu Ji a towel.

Because the shirt and pants were soaked, Qiu Ji had no choice but to put on the pair of beach pants that Ge Xian gave her.

There are countless large and small scars on Qiu Ji's body, most of which are caused by self-mutilation on his arms, thighs and calves, and he has a body with scars. Even if he became what he is now, Qiu Ji did not deliberately to repair those wounds.

These are all proofs that you are alive.

"Wow, this is really shocking. I didn't expect Mr. Chun to be a real fighter." When Qiu Ji walked out of the temporary dressing room built by the sea, Tsurumaru, who was leaning on the side, saw Qiu Ji's body. Wound.

"Fortunately, I'm definitely not as good as you in the actual combat class." Qiu Ji sighed and pinched the corner of her protective paper, "The protective paper has also become wet..."

"Take it off and put it in the sun?" Tsurumaru made a suggestion.

"No, I don't feel safe without this piece of paper." Qiu Ji rejected Tsurumaru's proposal.

"Hey, Mr. Haru, shall we play volleyball together?" Tsurumaru said without paying too much attention.

"I'm not good at volleyball."

Xiao Ye trotted all the way to Qiu Ji's side.

"Ji...Mr. Chun, this..." Xiao Ye originally wanted to say something, but she seemed to think of something first and changed her name. There was a beautiful golden-red shell in her palm.

Red shells are indeed rare.

"Thank you." Qiu Ji squatted down and took the red shell that Xiao Ye handed to him. "Thank you."

"There are many more over there, Mr. Chun, do you want to go together?" Xiaoye pointed to the beach on one side, and looking in the direction Xiaoye pointed, Qiu Ji also found Zongsan and Jiang Xue.

"Okay, I'll go later." Qiu Ji stroked Xiao Ye's hair and said.

"Let's go now." Tsurumaru held Qiuji's left arm and dragged him to the sea.

Picking up shells... is better than eating sea urchins, right?

Qiu Ji glanced at the direction of his Mikazuki, and now he was dealing with those sea urchins with Genji's brothers, drinking tea pills and Da Baoping, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the beach, Qiuji lay on a relatively flat reef, soaking her legs in the water.

Tsurumaru sat beside Qiuji.

"Hahaha, is Mr. Chun drying the god-protecting paper?" Tsurumaru looked at the lying Qiu Ji and laughed.

"That's right, I was discovered by you." Qiu Ji replied indifferently, he didn't really want to talk to Tsurumaru now.

"Mr. Haru is really cold." Tsurumaru supported his face and said, "Ah, Yamabukiri, this way."

"Do you want an iced drink too?" Yamabuchiri walked over as if carrying something heavy.

Qiu Ji turned her head and saw a basket of soft drinks in Yamabukiri's hand.

In Honmaru, although the sword man has received a lot of knowledge in this world, it is still difficult to accept it in terms of diet.Gexian hates Western cuisine, so Qiu Ji was shocked when Gexian proposed spaghetti with green sauce.

"Thank you." Tsurumaru took two bottles of ice-cola, opened it and handed a bottle to Qiu Ji next to him, "Mr. Chun."

"Thank you." Qiu Ji got up and took the drink from Tsurumaru's hand.

Although Yamabugiri only wore a pair of beach shorts, his cape was still attached to him.

When he was about to pass by Qiu Ji with a drink and leave, he froze for a moment.

"Yamabugiri, what's the matter?" Tsurumaru took a sip of his drink and wanted to say something to Qiu Ji, but he was a little puzzled seeing Yamabugiri's strange expression.

"This...Mr. Haru, when did you get hurt?" Yamabuchi put down the drink box in his hand, and touched Qiu Ji's left lower back with his cold hand. .

"This? It was a long time ago and I don't remember."

"That's it..." Yamabuchi lowered his head and said nothing, and left silently, even forgetting the drink box.

"Is there something strange about Mr. Chun's wound?" Tsurumaru looked at Qiu Ji's left back with a little curiosity.There are not many wounds on Qiu Ji's back, the remaining wounds on the left lower back are already very light, and it looks like it has been there for many years.

"I don't know." Qiu Ji was also very surprised what Yamabuchi was talking about, and felt nothing strange about his lower back.

At night, everyone lit up a bonfire, even at the seaside, it would not feel too dark, sitting on the straw mat with a wine cup in hand and playing wine orders with the singer beside him.

"Ah, Mr. Chun is really cunning." Tsurumaru's face was reddish, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he hooked Qiuji's neck. He noticed at a glance that the wine in Qiuji's wine cup was not wine but a kind of drink, "Mr. Chun No drink."

"I'm not good at drinking." Qiu Ji looked at Tsurumaru beside him and said helplessly.

"It's okay to drink a little." Tsurumaru rubbed Qiu Ji's temple hair, "Drink it, drink it."

"I don't drink well, and the wine taste is not good." Qiu Ji said helplessly with a sigh.

"Mr. Tsurumaru, don't force Mr. Chun." Ge Xian's face was also slightly red, and his face softened a lot under the light.

"Mr. Chun is really cunning." Tsurumaru leaned on Qiu Ji, "I want to play together too."

"Tsuramaru, are you drunk?" Qiu Ji looked at the state of Cranemaru beside him, and it seemed that something was wrong.

"No."

"..." Qiuji knew that he must be drunk when he saw Tsurumaru. He had no choice but to put his arms around Tsurumaru's waist to prevent him from slipping down. Yes, please take care of it."

Qiu Ji almost called Mi Jiang out, mainly because the taiko bell next to him took a mouthful of Mi Jiang and the distance was not very far. Compared with the trouble of cutting candlesticks, Mi Jiang seemed to be more smooth.

"Mr. Crane." After being called, Candlestick cut walked to Qiu Ji and bent down to set up Tsurumaru. "Is it okay?"

"Kōbo, I'm not drunk." Tsurumaru waved his hand.

"It seems that he is quite drunk." Qiu Ji took a sip of the drink in the wine cup and sighed.

"Mr. Chun was drunk before?" Ge Xian also raised the wine cup and said, taking a sip.

"Yeah." Qiu Ji tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "I usually don't drink alcohol. I know that I can't hold alcohol very well. But when I had a party with my colleagues a long time ago, I heard that after I got drunk Hugging the closest colleague and not letting go...the other party is still...well, anyway, I'm ugly when I'm drunk."

"Oh." Ge Xian blinked, obviously surprised.

"Don't talk about me now, Song Xian." Qiu Ji smiled and raised the wine cup, "Have a good drink today."

"Okay, Mr. Chun."

The two clinked glasses lightly and drank the liquid in the glass at the same time.

The dishes that Ge Xian prepared for Qiu Ji were all cooked food, and there was very little fish, even the seafood was cooked.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone was a little tipsy, but the atmosphere was also at its peak, and no one noticed where Qiu Ji had gone for a while after drinking.

A little farther away, Qiu Ji was working on some text materials with a terminal. Ma Cang Ye Wang didn't know what he was busy with recently, and some of the work that was supposed to be him was also forced on Qiu Ji.

hate him.Grass.

Today is the full moon, the moonlight shines softly on the sea, the sparkling waves push the fine sand, and some noises can be faintly heard.

Qiu Ji didn't dislike this feeling very much.

"Mr. Haru." At this time, Yamabuchi's voice recalled Qiu Ji's thoughts. Qiu Ji was not worried that they would see what he was doing. It cannot be seen, and what can be seen is the person wearing the terminal.