[Comprehensive] The male protagonist is worried about too much money every day

Perhaps it was because Seimei mentioned the word anesthetic, which reminded Saiki Kusuo of some bad memories.

Please don’t get me wrong, the bad memory here refers to the classic TV series Gou Xue at eight o’clock, the heroine must hit a truck when crossing the road, and she must be terminally ill when she enters the hospital. This is the dividing line for the next plot It must be that you love me, I love you, but I can't drag you down, just let me die alone in the cold hospital.

This is roughly the plot. Before Qi Mu was three years old, because of his mother, he had to watch every night on time, such as "There will be angels who will love you for me".

It can be said that the viewing effect is extremely poor.

Because in the eyes of the three-year-old Qi Mu, if a person is sick, he only needs to snap his fingers to rewind the time to the day before he was not sick.

Even terminally ill...

emm... Well, the superpowers themselves have been immune to all viruses, except for pollen. Probably his idiot brother is more experienced in this regard.

After all, when they were five years old, the content of the No.70 eight duel competition was to heal the patients in the hospital.

As much as he doesn't want to be involved, but...

The coffee pudding was really good.

It seems that at that time, the idiot brother took out some genetic repair solution, and that day was the first broadcast day of the TV series he had always wanted to watch. It's a draw.

It's really not easy.

Thanks to that trip to the hospital, Saiki Kusuo completely pulled the hospital into his blacklist in the next life plan.

As soon as you step into the gate of the hospital, you will think of the draw after he released the water, and the devilish laughter of the idiot brother.

People with super powers don't get sick, thank you.

but now……

Saiki Kusuo pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned his head, but he didn't notice that his hands were staggered uneasily, 【Do you need to prepare anything else? 】

Even in this world, to prepare an operation to take out the imperial soul imprinted in Kanna's body, there must be a sterile environment, plus a bunch of professional nurses are always paying attention, no matter how you look at it...

This dim oil lamp flickered to light up the dim tea room, and the small stove was burning with dark charcoal, with a little bit of starlight, making the sound of crackling sparks from time to time.

On a quiet winter night, the cold wind howls and hits the paper window, just like a dying old man groaning helplessly on a sickbed.

It was such a crude environment, Qi Mu pursed his lips, a little dissatisfied.

What to do if the wound becomes infected.

Abe Seimei didn't know Saiki's inner thoughts. He smiled slightly. He had seen too much of this kind of family members who were worried about gains and losses when he worked in Yinyang Liao.

"However, just in case, Qi Mu-san, please cover Kanna's eyes."

[Cover your eyes? ] This is really a strange request.

But every line is like a mountain, Saiki Kusuo swallowed his doubts, nodded, carefully supported the back of the little milk dog's fluffy head with one hand, and adjusted his head slightly so that Kanna could sleep more comfortably, and the other A hand was gently attached to his eyelid.

Silently asked, 【Is this all right? 】

It is completely different from the disembowelment that Qi Mu imagined, and it is not the so-called fetching from a distance. Abe Seimei's hand is covered with a faint green light, and he carefully inserts it into the little milk dog's body. chest cavity.

Yes, literally reaching in.

It was stirred gently like flour, and then took out a ball of black air that seemed to be beating, quickly stuffed it into the prepared glass bottle, pasted the cinnabar yellow talisman, and it was done.

[Is this the end? 】Even if he knows that there is a specialization in the art industry, as a layman, he shouldn't point fingers, but such a short matter of a few minutes, no matter how you look at it, it is perfunctory.

In addition to the mahogany sword that Lu Sheng had prepared earlier, the Rootless Water and Hundred Flower Honey Dew that he had worked so hard to collect seemed to be useless.

Saiki Kusuo pointed to a large pile of large and small bottles behind Seimei. As a family member, he felt that he needed an explanation.

"Ah, you said this bottle." Deliberately elongating his tone, Abe Seimei flicked the cat teaser like a cat teaser, and looked at the big cat named Saiki at his feet with interest. Woo hoot.

This rare moment of leisure, this kind of leisurely leisure that steals half a day of leisure almost washes away the tension during this time because Yuyihu has been in the high-pressure preparation stage.

Sure enough, no matter what time it is, the cat's eyes will widen and stare at you watery. It looks very cold, but in fact, the younger generation who can see through it at a glance is the treasure in the world.

If it wasn't for the fact that this big cat wasn't so harmless, Abe Seimei wanted to bury himself in that fluffy and soft belly, take a deep breath, and be as happy as a fairy.

Saiki Kusuo: ...

This idea is too straightforward, even if Qi Mu doesn't use his telepathy, he can guess it all.

What should I say...

Watching Qingming pick up the large and small bottles behind him, he poured the rootless water he collected into the kettle like holding a baby, and explained solemnly, "This water is used to run this pot of rain. Houchun tea is perfect."

Qi Mu, whose forehead was twitching, suddenly felt that his hands were itchy. He wanted to hit someone, sincerely, without a little moisture.

Constantly inhaling and exhaling, inhaling and exhaling, Saiki Kusuo warned himself that murder is a crime, murder is a crime.

【Then why did you ask me to blindfold the little milk dog? 】

"This, it doesn't really work, it's just that I haven't used this technique for a long time, if Shen Wu wakes up in the middle...]

Abe Seimei didn't finish his words, but Saiki Kusuo diverted his thoughts along the unfinished meaning, no matter who suddenly woke up and saw a hand inserted into his chest, he could still maintain absolute sanity.

If you think about it this way... Sure enough, this onmyoji is really unreliable.

The next step is to feed this cloud of black air into the mouth of the feather-clothed fox who is still in a coma. Under the suppression of the spell, the evils of this world who know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages will neatly form a ball and shrink into a flat bottom. If conditions permit, it even pinches itself into a kaomoji, expressing that it can be as obedient as it wants.

If you only look at the appearance, it is the small black briquettes that are really sorry for its awesome name like the evil in this world.

After resisting at the beginning, Saiki Kusuo stuffed the evil of this world into the mouth of Yuyi Fox directly, and then, it found that it was like a fish in water in the body of this big monster, it couldn't be more comfortable!

There is no oppression of Yuhun, and people will not be thinking about how to purify and pull it out from time to time.

For the big monsters who live as they please, they are also weak at the beginning, devouring and being devoured is the law of the jungle hidden under those beautiful or handsome bodies.

Whoever wins lives, it's that simple.

In other words, the source of power will never be investigated.

Just like humans don't ask where the egg came from when they eat fried eggs, the feather fox also doesn't check where the abundant monster energy in its belly comes from.

【So what are you going to do next? 】

After he was done, Saiki Kusuo turned around to look at the great onmyoji he had never seen through, and asked lightly.

"Of course it's the end of life."

Clay figurines are still three-point clay. What the nobles of Kyoto did this time is really disgusting. After Boya passed away, in the huge capital, the people of their era have really come to an end. .

Seeing a trace of sadness in the pink-haired boy's eyes, Qingming secretly shook his head, then slammed his folding fan on the boy's head, "What are you thinking, Qi Musang."

The end of life in his mouth is more inclined to the golden cicada escaping its shell. In the last period of life, what Qingming wants to do is to abandon all his previous identities and wander the world.

[So you don't care about the mess here? ] Without raising his head, Saiki Kusuo extracted the central point of the long passage above, and sneered.

"Oh, I'm just an old man on the verge of death, I can't control it anymore, I can't control it anymore."

Qingming, who started to talk about his age at this time, moved his mouth to Qi Mu with a teasing face, motioning him to look back.

Just woke up, and didn't know how he fell asleep in the empty tea room. The little milk dog, unaccompanied, shook his drowsy little head, Shenmu Shenwu looked at the surroundings cleanly and argued Let go of the decoration of the style and fall into contemplation.

Did he fall into the Well of Bone Eater again after falling asleep?

Or is the way he opened his eyes wrong?Kusuo disappeared? ?

Unwilling to accept this painful reality, Shen Wu was a little surprised by his shoulder-length hair, scratched his long hair angrily, and shook himself into a rattle like crazy, so it is said that he fell asleep directly on the news network Is it the end?

Could it be that he has actually worn it 50 years later, because of a strange disease, he has been in a coma for more than 50 years, Kusuo can't wait for him, he is already married and has children, and when he walks out of this Japanese room, there will be a child holding a kite and laughing Surprised, he dropped the kite in his hand in fright, turned his head and ran away, "Grandpa, grandpa, that beautiful big brother in your house is awake!"

All of a sudden, it changed from the daily routine of being happy and happy, to a tragic drama where the king gave birth to me and I was old when I gave birth to the king.

Will he smile and wish Kusuo and his significant other a happy marriage for a hundred years? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻!

Just when he was thinking wildly and imagining in his mind what he was going to say to the little grandson of Kusuo's family later, the paper door of the Japanese room was opened from the outside with a bang.

"Ah, you're awake, is there any discomfort in your body?"

"Thank you for caring about the grandson, I'm fine..." The little milk dog subconsciously said this sentence because he was so fascinated.

Then he raised his head, evoked a smile uglier than crying, and instantly froze in place, "Wait, why is it you!"

Nuliang Lusheng, who was holding a bowl of shredded chicken porridge, stared blankly, "That's right, it's me."

He put the steaming shredded chicken porridge on the table heavily, and Lu Sheng left a sentence saying "you can eat slowly", then he turned around and closed the door to leave, all in one go, he also has a temper.

Who is your grandson!

The author has something to say:

Lu Sheng: I'm sorry, it's not your grandson who stood by your side when you woke up, but I'm really sorry

And... What kind of dish did Qingming laugh so ambiguously when he saw it?

Qi Shen: Pain in the brain.

This chapter still reviews 20 small red envelopes. As usual, I will remind you that there will be small red envelopes every day until the 13th. After all, it is the beginning of the month_(:3∠)_