hold on, i can

, run away. "

"Well, don't worry." Kakaiin Yayoi picked up the oil-paper umbrella leaning on the tree trunk, her movements were still gentle and easy-going, as if she was just a nobleman going out for a walk.

With a bang, the umbrella was opened.

The pattering rain was blocked from this small world.

Handing the last sachet on her body to the man, Yayoi smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, start from here, go eastward, don't look back, everything will be fine."

Weak ghosts will never want to eat food contaminated with the smell of wisteria flowers.

The man nodded desperately, took two steps forward, realized it, and backed away, "What about you?"

Won't you go together?

Kakaiin Yayoi shook her head, "I still have things to deal with."

"but……"

Being disobeyed over and over again, Yayoi Kakaiin couldn't control her emotions.

He hadn't actually been a nice person.

It's just that because of various things, I have to suppress my terrible temper all the time.

But I also said it before.

Yayoi doesn't like rainy days.

Bad weather, plus a little offense at being interrupted.

It's a little bit worse.

Kakaiin Yayoi knew that she was in a very bad state.

I can't control it a little bit.

In the water curtain covering the sky, the man saw the scarlet vertical pupils!

That is proof of the existence of non-human beings!

He took a step back in horror, and with hindsight finally realized the identity of the seemingly harmless boy in front of him, and he didn't care at all when he fell into the mud.

In great panic, the man pulled out the sickle from his waist and slashed at the boy's arm.

There was a click, and he was sure to hear the sound of the sickle hitting the arm bone.

But the boy didn't seem to feel anything, letting the sickle hang on his arm.

Kakaiin Yayoi sighed, he held the back of the man's head with one hand, the reflection of the terrified man was reflected in the dark eyes.

"listen."

The man who was still desperately struggling suddenly became quiet.

"Forget what happened to you today. Take an umbrella and go down the mountain from here. Don't look back. You just accidentally fell into the mountain pit. After you go back, take a hot bath and you won't remember anything."

The man nodded dumbly, and repeated mechanically, "I just accidentally fell into the mountain pit, go down from here, don't look back, take a hot bath."

Like a soulless puppet whose soul was extracted by a monster, the man went down the mountain in a daze.

"Is this your blood ghost technique?" An ethereal voice came from the branches.

I don't know how long I stood on the canopy and looked tired and found it very interesting.

He jumped off the branch lightly, and taunted maliciously, "Just like you, even vampirism is useless rubbish."

The blood ghost technique without any lethality, if it is a determined person, such a light blood ghost technique is useless at all.

Kakaiin Yayoi tilted her head and smiled, "I know."

Whether it is Yayoi Hanakain or the original body, they are just ghosts living in the world.

"Have ridiculous empathy for human beings, Yayoi Hanakain, you are really a disgusting existence."

The ghost who uttered evil words looked at the black-haired boy with strong malice.

Followed by cobwebs, "Hey, it is a felony to let go of human beings without permission. Even if you are killed now, Lord Wu Mi will not blame me, right?"

A weak guy should have a weak way of life!

Obviously, he is a piece of trash who doesn't even dare to kill, why dare to point fingers at him who is Twelve Ghost Moons!

Blood Ghost Art · Line Prison!

Let him teach this disgusting guy how to live for the weak!

The author has something to say: tired: why!Why are they both sick and weak?You will be able to be by the side of Master Wu Mi!

Yayoi:? ?Shocked, such garbage as Boss Scraps is poisonous?

感谢在2019-11-2213:33:30~2019-11-2822:19:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 curtain lights; 1 Li Ye and the reverse crescent moon;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：黎叶79瓶；白夜殿、酸奶酊20瓶；今天签到了吗、胥凪10瓶；浮光掠影5瓶；bai2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

☆, the ninth day of being disliked

The rain is still pattering down.

The air humidity with an earthy smell is a bit heavier than before.

The continuous rain not only prevented the mountain people from traveling, but also allowed the mold to grow and reproduce wantonly in the shade.

It was mixed with the smell of ghosts, with an unpleasant damp smell, which made people feel uncomfortable just by approaching it.

Natian Spider Mountain, which has lost the radiance of the sun, is a paradise for invisible light creatures.

In the paradise of ghosts, there is a family of 'happy'.

Countless pairs of eyes emerged from the darkness, emitting a faint green light.

The pear who was talking with Yayoi by the bonfire not long ago disappeared in this "happy" big family, and was replaced by another girl who was more gentle and restrained.

The plain white kimono is still covered with black spider silk.

It is the bond and proof between family members.

From the memory palace, I worked hard to find information about the girl with a face.

It seemed to be the brown-haired girl who was being chased by the Demon Slayer Squad.

Now she has become the eldest daughter of Natian Spider Mountain~

What an obedient and extremely ugly dog.

After just one glance, Yayoi Hanakaiin lost interest in the girl who stuck tightly behind her plump 'mother'.

After all, it is always difficult for him to be interested in certain things or things in his infinite life.

This is probably the highest level of fishing for social animals with no hope of retirement.

Even if the boy is facing a huge crisis, he still doesn't care.

Even if you don't avoid it at all, it won't matter.

Even if the body is cut to pieces by the spider web.

As long as you don't get exposed to the sun, you won't die, right?

There is absolutely no need to escape.

Escaping is really tiring, it's better to relax your mind, lie down with peace of mind, accept the truth that you are a salted fish, and relax every moment.

The social animals who have already figured it out don't want to do unnecessary things.

Even slowly flattened the tail of the fish that was about to struggle a little bit, exposing the white belly of the fish, drifting with the current, like a dead fish.

We all know that dead fish is worthless.

Tired dissatisfaction reached its peak after discovering Yayoi's lack of resistance!

He was surprisingly angry.

Like a fire-breathing monster.

The vampire technique, engraved line, tightly entangled Kakaiin Yayoi's body.

It easily tore through the delicate but defenseless costume on the young man.

In the eyes hiding in the dark, there is impatience, sarcasm, and even more indifference that has nothing to do with oneself.

No one thought Yayoi Hanakain would be able to escape.

After all, tired and angry!

That is the twelve ghost months!

But tragedy didn't happen.

The thread wrapped around Yayoi's body did not cut off his shoulders as everyone expected, turning his body into a mess.

It was not Yayoi Kakaiin's fragile limbs that were torn apart first, but the spider thread that could be cut even with a knives!

"This is impossible!"

Lei shouted loudly, he was very sure of the tenacity of the spider silk!How could a weak guy like Kakain Yayoi break his spider web!

Even though he just wanted to give Yayoi Kakaiin a warning and did not stain the spider web with blood, the sharpness of the spider silk was absolutely unquestionable.

The broken thread gently slid across the big tree beside it.

The thick trunk gave out a dying groan and was snapped off in the middle.

The 'family' who were hiding behind the big tree were exposed.

Fear, fear and faint hatred filled the girl's eyes, the woman covered the deep bone wound with one hand, trembling, but had to forcefully pull out a smile to appease the 'brother' who was on the verge of explosion: " Tired, it's my sister, my sister will always stand behind you."

Weak ghosts have the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid harm. Although they have just been rescued and turned into "family members", Eri has always been a smart person.

The weak also have a way of survival for the weak.

Attach to powerful people, remove obstacles, and get more attention and rewards.

This is a survival skill that Eri learned and mastered while still a human being.

So she betrayed Li who wanted to take her and escape with her.

So what if we left the Spider Mountain?

Like before, being chased by the Ghost Killing Squad?

She must never live a life like that again!

Probably because she was well protected, that woman Li.

How could he still have such a naive idea.

So, the pear died.

Eri became the only eldest daughter of the Nada Spider Mountain family.

The only, what a joyful word.

So when the timid 'mother' was so frightened that she huddled on the ground, only she stood up, held back her fear, and still dutifully played the role of sister in this extremely childish house-playing game.

"To shut up!"

Unfortunately, the answer is wrong!

Do not you know why!

Tired and angrier!

The white long-haired ghost fell to the ground, and could only let the spider silk chop towards her limbs in a daze.

With great perplexity.

She obviously always followed the script drawn up by Lei!

Why in the end!

After a moment of dizziness.

The field of vision that can be seen in front of the eyes becomes shorter and narrower.

The girl's head fell into the grass.

"Get the hell out of there now and kill the humans who are still on this mountain. Since you are family members, you should do your duty! You are really an angry guy!"

This is venting anger.

After things are beyond the child's grasp, the huge dissatisfaction will make the immature giant baby start to find excuses for his failure.

Eri let out a long sigh of relief, and picked up her head, "Yes, I'm very sorry, we'll go right away!"

saved.

won't be killed.

Fly away.

Kakaiin Yayoi: "It's really a house-like game, I'm tired."

As long as it shows a little weakness.

The family members who were held together by the spider silk would flee in all directions, "It's so pitiful."

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Burning with anger, she stared at Yayoi Hanakaiin who was arrogant and gloomy, "The bond between me and my family will never be severed!"

"If you apologize now, for the sake of Mr. Wu Mi, you can only be tied up until the sun rises." Under the calm ice surface was tumbling anger.

Kakaiin Yayoi nodded, quite moved, "It's really kind and tiring."

"But I refuse."

A wound was cut on the index finger, and blood drops fell down the spider thread, the transparent thread turned into steel that had been tempered hundreds of times, and the scarlet and ominous breath entwined around the spider thread, "Really, that's really a pity, although ghosts don't Will die, but will feel pain."

Yayoi clapped her hands in a sudden realization, "I see, this is really too bad. What I hate the most are bitter soup and pain."

"Really?" That could not be better.

Blood Ghost Art · Rotation of Lines!

"This trick was originally intended to be dedicated to Master Wu Mi, but you are so annoying!"

Get punished a little bit.

Yayoi Kakaiin nodded and praised, "Not bad attack."

But it's a little weaker.

This level of attack cannot even pierce his skin.

He didn't even give the white-haired ghost holding the line a chance to react, and in the next moment, tired was knocked to the ground by a powerful impact.

The muddy water exuding a stench was mixed with the fallen leaves that had begun to rot, soiling the snow-white boy.

Ever since he was reincarnated as a ghost, he had never been in such a mess before. Tien's eyes widened in disbelief.

He can't accept this fact!

The self who was defeated by a weak guy like an ant.

Such reality filled the child's entire mind.

Kakaiin Yayoi still had that languid and lazy look, like a nobleman on a picnic, clapping his hands to celebrate Ji Jun who helped him dance.

Leisurely and indifferently, it seemed that before this, he just watched an exquisite sword dance, rather than a murderous fight every step of the way.

Kakaiin Yayoi chuckled softly, and whispered into Tired's ear, "I don't actually hate children."

To be exact, I like it too much.

Vibrant and full of vigor, he has the drive to be fearless.

Like a flower bone flower with crystal dew.

The appearance of budding makes people feel joy and anticipation.

Looking forward to the beauty that freezes at the moment when the flowers bloom, so I can maintain a good mood all day~

It is a contemporary social animal, besides sucking cats and dogs, it is another spiritual food for a small group of people.

To be honest, Kakaiin Yayoi doesn't hate the little milk dog who has been hostile to him from the very beginning.

After experiencing the dog fights like Tong Mo, Yayoi only felt that he had sublimated and grown up.

Mixed with the bean-sized rainwater and cold fingers, Tired had to raise his head under the external force, his eyes widened.

Like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

This sense of humiliation caused Tired to bite his lips white, his body was like a cooked freshwater shrimp, slightly bent, even trembling!

Since the appearance of Master Wu Mi, I have gained great power, even if I lost all my memories, I have a new family.

what is this!

"Why did you show up!"

It is capable of devouring all the goodness, the poisonous snake named jealousy is entrenched in Tired's pupils, spewing out its venom wantonly.

Obviously because she hates rainy days, wet weather, and ubiquitous quagmire, Kakaiin Yayoi would never have jumped off the big tree where he was taking a nap during these three days, if it hadn't been because a man "accidentally" broke into the big tree where he was taking a nap of.

Kakaiin Yayoi is actually a very particular about life.

Although you can live well in the wilderness, if you have the conditions, you still pay attention to the quality of life.

But now, he can not care about the wide sleeves sweeping through the muddy quagmire, like a hardworking and simple farmer, rooted in the dark black mud, feeling from the bottom of his heart for the decadent flowers that are about to bloom. Excitement and joy.

"Aren't you tired of being curious?"

Weak guys are meaningless.

This has become the consensus of all ghosts since the ghost king bestowed the first drop of blood.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mucan doesn't need weak people around him.

Just keep looting!

From human hands!From the hands of the same kind!

As long as you want to get it, just go and grab it!

Voila.

What a perfect promotion path Boss Scrap has made for his hard-working employees.

Ridiculous power struggle with humans.

Ghost's way forward always believes in the supremacy of strength.

As long as you can show your talents, you can prove your ability and potential to the boss.

The crumb boss will reward his subordinates with more blood until they get the Medal of Honor.

A transparent and open competition platform that is quite attractive to social animals.

The symbol of honor that Kakaiin Yayoi once wanted to complain about.

Although the aesthetics of the crumb boss has always been online.

But he really doesn't think that engraving words in the eyeballs is a very unorthodox behavior?

The whole thing is filled with the tone of painful youth.

It's very similar to those years when I used a compass to carve the words {杺} on my arm that only belonged to you, this kind of black history.

Boss Scraps didn't graduate from the second grade of junior high school, so he was stoned.

After receiving the huge impact of information, fashionistas feel that non-mainstream earthy symbols have an impact on the Taisho people who have a poor entertainment life in the Taisho era...

It's really hard to express in words.

Especially on the setting that the twelve ghost months are a sign that proves that you stand above thousands of ghosts.

That's why I was so tired that I couldn't accept this defeat.

"Why can a weak ghost like me stay with that adult all the time?"

"Why is there no reason for the spider's silk to tear apart?"

Struggling to raise his head from the muddy land, tired eyes widened: "Then will you say it?"

"Of course." Yayoi said, "I already told you when we first met, I don't hate children."

Never lying is one of the few advantages of this evil wandering soul.

"...Oh, that's really great." The opposite is the disgust that Lei has never concealed since the first meeting!

An incomplete vampire technique mobilized with blood all over his body!

Because of the great power and the feeling of weakness that may be caused after use,

How could the honor of Twelve Ghost Moons be so tarnished!

"We'll have a good chat all day long!"

When he tied Kakain Yayoi to the big tree like punishing pear, until the sun rose!

Yayoi Hanakain sighed, took a step forward, and then he saw a wonderful world.

It is the bones of humans and animals, as well as the scarlet blood flowing all over his body.

That is a transparent world!

And the new moon that appeared in the transparency of the eternal scar.

It's as if the slider phone of ancient times was suddenly upgraded to the latest smartphone.

At first it was dizzy and I couldn't adapt!

Yayoi Hanakaiin even performed a flat fall because she couldn't adapt to it.

Muddy water splashed.

Rainwater dripped into the eyes.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he had to close his eyes, trying hard to expel the foreign objects that did not belong to the eye sockets.

After struggling for a long time, the dizziness finally eased and finally opened one eye.

In the pitch-black left eye is a reversed winding!

These two words seem to be ruthless ridicule.

Tired's eyes widened in disbelief, "This is impossible!"

"Ah, being seen, it's a little difficult."

That was the last sound I heard before losing consciousness.

The author has something to say: 4000 words are sent by Mr. Chu Chang, today’s update time is a bit early, because there is no drop of Xianyu’s manuscript box _(:з」∠)_

Then, as the announcement said, I want to make a 30-point transaction with everyone tomorrow.

And Yayoi really told him that he is not a powerful ghost.

☆, the first day of confusion

How to describe this feeling?

Even in the dark, it is still so warm.

It's like going back to the beginning, the baby wrapped in the placenta by the cloudy amniotic fluid.

There is nothing to worry about anymore.

The gentle mother was wrapped in thick and warm blankets, surrounded by a small gray stove, humming an out-of-tune tune, and mending the badly worn clothes of her husband and son.

Then I felt the baby in my stomach turn over, as if saying hello.

The child who hadn't fallen into such a sweet dream for a long time showed a peaceful smile for the sweet dream in the dream.

Then woke up with a pungent and unpleasant smell.

It is the rotten and sour smell of food fermented in a humid place. After brewing and fermenting, it smells sticky like a slug, with a foul smell, and artificially thickened spices to cover up the bad smell .

What about the taste?

It can really be used as a biological weapon.

The dream of peace and tranquility was shattered by the rampage of a guy like a bull.

Tired struggled to wake up from his sleep, and discovered a fact more terrifying than purgatory.

Dreams are real.

The fireplace crackling and roaring in the hearth is real.

The guy humming the ditty out of tune is real.

And the overwhelming murderous smell is also true!

It's just that an unharmonious figure has been added to these fairly warm family elements.

This tired feeling a little uneasy.

That was the closest he was to death!

Although I don't know why, Yayoi Hanakaiin didn't kill him.

If that guy is really some grown-up in Winding Up.

Even Mr. Wu Mi would definitely not say anything about killing mere evil ghosts.

But he is still alive.

is being tortured.

"Ah, you woke up so soon."

There was a little regret in the boy's tone.

With one brain, he poured all the brightly colored mushrooms with small triangular tips from the bamboo basket into the bubbling stone pot, added another handful of firewood, and raised the flame.

It seems that the witch who brewed poison is planning a poisonous murder.

"Cough!" Mixed with the irritating smell of cold air inhaled into the lungs, it can even cause internal injuries to the ghost. To a certain extent, Yayoi Kakaiin, who can still look normal, is a guy with a strong will.

In this overwhelming and pervasive smell, Tired felt that he had not been wronged.

Could this be the strength of the ghost from Shangxian?

The bad smell even slowed down the functioning of the brain.

Tired and belatedly aware of the stagnation of blood in the blood vessels on his arm.

was tied up.

If you move a little, the skin will be cut by the rattan with thorns.

It's the burning pain that emerges from the bones!

This sense of disgust, is the wisteria flower!

"What have you done?"

Kakaiin Yayoi was very innocent, squatting beside the tightly bound boy, "The proposal that I just feel tired is very good."

"We can have a good talk."

This is just a necessary means for everyone to sit together and have a good talk with peace of mind.

The reason why the third-rate dog-blood romance drama can be interpreted as a hundred-episode series, which is as long and smelly as footwraps, is largely due to the fact that everyone in the protagonist group believes that others and him should have a heart-to-heart relationship.

What a joke.

The super-rare skill of telepathy, even twins, has a 99% chance of not being able to master it, okay?

Why does everyone have a feeling that even if I don't say it, you should know what I'm trying to say.

And, even if I don't defend, you should believe me, I am the party of justice.

What to say?

If the screenwriter hadn't forcibly lowered the IQ of the various characters in the play, even if these showy operations were put into real life, they could directly give the operator a song "Tears Behind the Bar".

When all the evidence found at the scene of the murder identified the protagonist who loves to be hard-pressed as the criminal, the protagonist is still concerned about the mistrust of his friends and lovers.

Even making a scene.

Just two sentences back and forth.

"Can you believe it, I didn't do this?"

"You don't believe I'm not a murderer!"

Brother, everyone is in a legal society, even if the police uncle has an improper relationship with you, please follow the Basic Law, please?

Show evidence, my friend!

As a qualified social animal, Kakaiin Yayoi has absorbed the experience of all parties.

Whether it is a TV series or experience in life, take it as a warning.

He prefers to raise any questions on the spot.

Only in this way can we develop long-term cooperative relations.

Although Boss Scraps is trash, he is not without merits.

For example, women's clothing is very good-looking.

Another example is that women's clothing is really beautiful.

Yayoi Hanakaiin felt that if Boss Scrap never spoke for the rest of his life, he would actually be willing to work hard to coexist with Boss Scrap.

Well, let's be a little more serious.

Having been with Wu Mi for so many years, the biggest thing Yayoi has learned is never to put all eggs in the same basket.

After all, if you eat chicken, you just delivered it.

Because of the possibility of a little bit of exposure, Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi was able to resolutely abandon the last quarter moon that he had carefully cultivated for decades, and he has a strong sense of survival with a broken tail!

Think how brilliant the crumb boss was 400 years ago.

Look at the days after the Warring States Period, when the owner of the scraps who even began to sell their hues in women's clothing was hiding in Tibet.

Sigh.

You never know whether your seemingly ordinary enemy will be the chosen one of the new era.

Precautions before they happen, stability is the last word in development!

Tired and dumbfounded, I finished listening to a bunch of crooked truths of Yayoi Kakaiin.

From limited information, he obtained a huge amount of information.

So that the brain is a little overloaded.

"So you're going to kill me? Lord Shangxian?"

Ghost information can be shared!

The more blood you get from the ghost king, the stronger your ability will be, and you will even be able to briefly understand the thinking of the inferior.

Seems very unfair, right?

But this is the motivation for countless weak ghosts to eat desperately and want to get medals.

Yayoi Kakaiin frowned, he could feel the ridicule and fear of the weak ghost in front of him.

I think there is a little misunderstanding between him and tired.

"I'm just a weak ghost that can be seen everywhere. Apart from living a little longer, there is nothing special about it."

"The guy who talks nonsense." Lei mocked.

"After all, my current race is considered a ghost?" Kakaiin Yayoi Quan took it as a compliment.

tired:"……"

"What the hell do you want to do?"

With an innocent face, Yayoi pointed to the gurgling pot that was bubbling with bubbles of unknown color, "There is a saying in the human world, and I think it makes sense."

There is nothing that one meal can't solve.

If so, add another bottle of wine.

The second necessary vocational skill for contemporary social animals——

entertainment!

Everyone is a wage earner.

Put on a professional smile, drink this bowl of soup, and fight for the great dream of the boss together!

Tired: "...are you serious, guy?"

Ghosts are oranges that cannot taste human food.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it tastes like chewing wax.

Corresponding to this is their desire for human flesh and blood after they have successfully reincarnated as ghosts.

Almost insane desire.

Like a drug addict who drinks poison to quench his thirst.

The more he struggled, the more he fell into that tender, plump flesh and blood.

Unable to extricate himself, immersed in illusory dreams, mastering the life and death of the weak, and constantly growing himself.

After experiencing the initial overeating, gaining more power, and emerging from human flesh and blood is vampirism.

At this stage, ghosts' requirements for food have changed from popular to refined.

For example.

It's like poor people eating because they just want to fill their stomachs.

As for how the food tastes and how it needs to be eaten?

This is not something they can consider at this stage.

But once you cross that dividing line.

It's like entering a small life.

The happy life of eating whatever you want is coming.

Ghosts of this level will be picky about choosing breadmen they are interested in to eat.

Although I can't taste all kinds of delicious food.

But different humans have different tastes when they eat it.

In terms of the thin blood that eats one person is equivalent to the nutrition of a hundred people.

Thin blood is to ghosts, just like top-quality Kobe beef.

It is an existence that is beyond reach, and it is the kind of luck that hits one.

Kakaiin Yayoi clapped her hands, thinking that this problem is not a big one.

Since they sincerely want to communicate with people, the host will of course take into account the guests' taboos about food when making dishes.

"Don't worry, be tired."

It will be delicious.

"All the fresh mushrooms that grow on the Spider Mountain after the rain are used~"

They're all really nice kids.

In order to ensure the taste, he also added some wisteria buds as seasoning.

The twigs that have just sprouted are not very harmful to ghosts.

It's more like the tingling of a small needle when you are slightly stimulated when eating ants.

"It is said to be a very novel and refreshing taste."

Tired: "You guys have brain problems?"

Yayoi's hands that were serving the soup trembled slightly, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he felt that he must have a good chat with the troubled brat!

just now!

immediately!immediately!

Have a nice chat!

He doesn't carry this pot.

It was Tong Mo who told him!

It's Tong Mo!

Inosuke has also reached the stage of rebellion.

Who would have thought that the mountain master, who looks very iron-blooded, is actually doting.

It's the kind of person who wants the stars and never picks the moon.

The children in the family said that today the sun rises from the west, and they can ignore the rising sun that is slowly rising from the east. The seals applauded.

So proud!

Everything is a blind comparison among parents.

The original origin is that Inosuke gave him a small bag that was sewed for him and was scratched by a small tree branch.

Inosuke, who likes tigers very much, gave a small flower to the believers in order to express his gratitude.

That was the first gift from the cub.

Very memorable.

Perhaps it is just an insignificant little flower for believers.

But for the Silly Dad group, it's a sign of a pup's growth!

They Inosuke finally grew up.

Learn to be grateful.

So, where is his gift? / So it wants presents too.

That's how they compare.

Even the owner of the mountain will have his own little thoughts.

New and old grudges added up, it brought a wisteria seedling from nowhere, and encouraged Inosuke to give it to Tong Mo as a gift.

But if this one dares to send it, the other one really dares to accept it!

If it weren't for the fact that the wisteria flower and the painting style of the Bliss Sect were different, Tong Mo would have issued an edict on the spot, sealing the flower as the sacred flower of the Sect.

Yayoi Hanakaiin, who extracted the information from the thousand and one spam text messages sent by Tong Mo, looked at the recipes of eighteen ways to eat wisteria flowers, but hesitated to speak.

You are worthy of being a child miller.

This pot, Yayoi Hanakaiin said she would not recite it.

But it is too troublesome to explain it.

Because this involves a series of unimaginable coquettish operations about Goubi's boss.

Huakaiyuan Yayoi once suspected that if Tong Mo died one day, it would definitely be due to food poisoning!

Plugging the boss's bunny girl photo and the beautiful bath photos in the archives, he is □□!

Since the pursuit of excitement, then follow through to the end myself.

Tired doesn't care about these little things.

Compared with the possibility he discovered, these little habits of Yayoi Kakaiin can only be regarded as trivial things.

Between the twelve ghost months, there is also a strict class system!

He was absolutely right, before he lost consciousness, he saw the reverse winding in Yayoi Kakaiin's left eye!

"What the hell is going on with you guy?"

In the winding of the Twelve Ghost Moons, there is absolutely no such existence as Kakaiin Yayoi!

Yayoi sighed, "I'm really just an ordinary salted fish who relies on nepotism to eat and die."

How could such a noble existence as the Twelve Ghost Moon be a social animal like him who is constantly working to survive?

Holding the bowl in both hands, like a hamster eating, stuffing his cheeks to the brim, Kakaiin Yayoi sipped the unknown soup.

Wisteria stalks are added as a seasoning soup, and the taste is not bad.

The burning sensation coming from the internal organs made Kakaiin Yayoi perceive the numb reality that he was still alive for a long time.

Sure enough, it was the same as what Tong Mo described, it was the feeling of being alive.

Not satisfied with Kakaiin Yayoi's evasive answer, tired and red-eyed, it is bound to let Yayoi give an answer.

It's just that form is stronger than people.

He can't beat Kakaiin Yayoi.

"Answer me, what the hell are you?"

Yayoi sighed, "I'm just an experimental product."

As a bystander in Onimai Tsuji's miserable, empty life, he's just lived too long.

After all, as I said before, he is a related household.

Lei sneered, "If even Master Shangxian is just a nonsense, what are we struggling guys?"

Yayoi felt that he sighed more than usual today, so he said that although he likes children, he really doesn't know how to take care of children.

Just like the one hundred thousand why children walking, it really challenges people's patience.

He took Tired's hand and placed it on the boy's empty chest under the boy's resisting look, satisfied with Tired's astonished expression.

Getting started is empty.

Even in the form of a ghost, Tired can still feel the beating of his own heart, and the low and steady heartbeat brings him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

But these are completely different from the touch from the fingertips.

Tired withdrew his hand, caressing subconsciously