What kind of man is breastfeeding?

Yuan Yi didn't realize that Xin Jiu was suffocated by his own fright.

He helped Xinjiu wipe away his tears, and smiled gently and slightly: "Don't worry, I know brother well."

No, you don't understand, that's Winding One!Two toddlers!

Xinjiu sniffed - in the data card she saw, it only mentioned that Yuanyi was the founder of Breath of the Sun, had a brother who turned into a ghost, and was also the last striped warrior who lived.So so far, Xinjiu doesn't know that he brought a guy with such a terrible fighting power back to the Taisho era.

She clenched her fist and felt a few traces of heat in her palm; Xinjiu knew that it was Qi Mu who temporarily lent her mind-reading skills.

With mind reading skills, Xinjiu felt a little relieved.At least she has mind reading skills, even if there is a fight later, she can predict the escape - if it doesn't work, let Yuan Yi go up and try.

Thinking about it this way, Xinjiu felt that Shangxianyi wasn't that scary anymore—as long as she didn't think about Shangxianyi = two child mills, she felt that she was still very stable.

Um?What?What are you talking about?

I don't know~

After taking a deep breath to adjust his mood, Xinjiu rolled up the facial tissue that wiped his tears and threw it into the system trash recycle bin: "According to the positioning, Hei Si Mou should be in there—since he was a powerful warrior before his death, he has the ability to become a ghost queen." It will only become stronger, and they should have already noticed our presence."

Yuan Yi raised his eyes and looked at the house shrouded in the night: the whole house was lifeless, with no lights on, as if no one had ever lived in it.

The bamboos on all sides leaned over and cast a shadow with claws and claws in the wall courtyard, and the bright moonlight covered it with a hazy veil.

Yuan Yi stopped in front of the gate, silently looking at the house - the appearance of the house was exactly the same as the mansion where his elder brother stayed in the Ghost Killing Squad.Even the wind bamboos planted around the yard are generally the same.

This similar scene made Yuan Yi feel in a trance for a rare moment.

He asked Xinjiu: "Brother, can you see me?"

"No," Xin Jiu shook his head, and said, "Projection only works in my world. According to the rules of this subplane, dead souls cannot meet living people—unless the living are dying. When the revolving lanterns start in front of you, you may be able to see the souls of the dead."

"But you don't have to worry. Although he can't see you directly, he can see you through me, just like this."

Xinjiu touched Yuanyi's hand, her fingertips were soft and warm: "As long as I touch both of you at the same time, you can meet."

"So that's how it is," Yuan Yi suddenly realized, and then sighed: "Is this also one of the magic arts?"

Xinjiu touched his face and smiled dryly: "Almost..."

If you understand it according to Yuanyi's worldview, this is indeed what it means.

After He Yuanyi explained, Xinjiu stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard door: "Hello, is anyone there?"

Although I know that Hei Si Mou is in there, I still plan to do all the basic polite new wine—maybe he has lived a long time, so he prefers a good boy with good manners?

No one responded to the first call, Xinjiu hesitated for a while, unwilling to give up, knocked on the door again, slightly raising the volume: "Hello—is anyone there?"

This time, there was a quick response. It was a dignified and upright man's voice: "Is there... something...?"

The new wine was raised high, and the hand that was about to hit it for the third time stopped stiffly in mid-air.She swallowed, and turned to look at Yuanyi.

Yuanyi didn't know why, so he showed her a gentle smile.

Xinjiu turned his head back with difficulty, and put down his hands: "I...I'm looking for someone."

Her voice gradually became quieter, facing Yuan Yi's expectant eyes behind her, she said under great pressure, "I'm looking for——His Excellency Ji Guoyan Sheng."

The sound inside suddenly silenced, and there was no sound of wind blowing around, nor the chirping of insects. It was as quiet as if the time pause button had been pressed.

Xinjiu pondered, is this going to go in directly?No, this is going in directly, is it illegal to break into a private house?Was there such a crime in the Taisho era?It seems that there is...

Just when she wondered if the people in the room hadn't heard her at all, a majestic man's voice came from inside again: "Here... there is no... Ji Guo Yan Sheng."

"You... found the wrong place."

The people inside spoke slowly, with unnatural pauses between words.

Xinjiu hesitated for a while, then opened his own map to confirm again - the little red dot showing Jiguo Yansheng's location was indeed in this house.

She also turned on the character exploration mode on the big map: because this time she came here to bring people into the country, which is not counted as a field mission, the system can moderately open the plug-in exploration.That's why Xinjiu has the map character detection authority, and can know the active characters on the current map.

The place where Jiguo Yansheng lives is really quiet, except for her and Yuanyi, only the red light in the yard showing Jiguo Yansheng's location is lit, indicating that there is a third life form here.

Xinjiu thought about it for a while, and then changed his rhetoric: "Then—excuse me, is Mr. Hei Si Mou there?"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, there was another long silence; even so silent that Xinjiu turned his head and asked Yuanyi in a low voice: "Is your brother also so taciturn before?"

Yuanyi thought for a while, then said softly: "Brother... is much more eloquent than me."

He remembered that when he was still in the Ghost Killing Squad, his elder brother was far more popular than himself - his elder brother was like a bright moon, guiding everyone forward gently and brightly.

It is also because of this that after the elder brother was lured into a ghost by Wu Mi, it caused the anger of the companions at that time: it was an annoyance that felt that he had been deceived and abandoned.

Fine.

Through mind reading, he easily knew the new wine of Yuan Yi Nian, sighed, and gave up asking.She was about to knock on the door again - just now the people inside answered her own questions well, and they didn't rush out to eat as soon as they smelled the human beings, so Xinjiu felt that the people inside should still be able to communicate.

When the new wine knocked on the door for the second time, the door opened by itself.

Xinjiu was taken aback, let out a small 'huh', subconsciously stepped back, and bumped into Yuanyi's chest.Yuan Yi was not angry, and gently patted Xin Jiu on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, it should mean to let us in."

Xinjiu raised his head nervously and looked at Yuanyi, Yuanyi smiled at her, his eyes were even more curved than usual.

Gaining some courage from Yuanyi's smile, Xinjiu took a deep breath and walked into the courtyard.

A typical Japanese garden—but it is slightly different from the impression of Xinshu.This courtyard is very simple, so simple that it is almost unpopular.

In the yard there are wooden stakes for martial arts, and there are a few clumps of fragile bamboo against the wall.But there is no wind, and the thin and long body of the bamboo is naturally unable to be folded, and only the shadow of the fangs and claws is reflected on the sand.

The new wine bypasses the martial arts training stakes and steps onto the veranda—a bamboo curtain hangs from the entrance of the hall, with old black and red tassels on the bottom.She raised the bamboo curtain and leaned out cautiously: "Hello? Is anyone there?"

"Mr. Hei Si Mou, are you there?"

No one responded, and Xin Jiu looked down at the map in his hand suspiciously: the red dot representing Hei Si Mou was still in place, indicating that it had not moved.

Because the mind-reading technique was lent to him by Qi Mu, the effect has to be rounded to a decimal point - Qi Mu can sense all the voices within a radius of 1000 meters, but at Xinjiu, it can only sense within a radius of ten meters.

Now there is no response from the mind reading technique, which means that Hei Si Mou is still some distance away from him.

Turning around and seeing Yuan Yi still following closely behind him, Xin Jiu made up his mind a lot.She mustered up her courage and continued to walk in under the moonlight, and saw an old house behind the door - the reason why it was called an old house was because of the degree of wear and tear of the corners of the house, and the beams of the house. The peeling red paint on the top shows a trace of time.

The verandah connecting the courtyard to the house was cleaned very cleanly. A young man in a purple and black-striped samurai uniform was kneeling on the veranda with his back to the new wine.

He has long black hair, tied neatly behind his head—it's also a ponytail, and the new wine is tied so-so, but the other party's hair that hangs on the wooden floor has a sense of delicacy.

Seeing the back of the other party, Xinjiu hesitated instead.She turned her head and looked at Yuanyi suspiciously, Yuan nodded, saying that she did not find the wrong person.

"Do you know me?"

The young man turned around slowly, revealing his true face; his skin was extremely white, the paleness that had not seen the sun all year round, but his figure was not thin—whether it was the flexible arc drawn by the belt, or the slenderness of his clothes when he got up. The muscle lines drawn from the sleeves are very beautiful and powerful.

It was like a healthy and beautiful black back, exuding a well-trained discipline.

It is difficult for Xinjiu to describe that kind of temperament, it is a completely different temperament from Yuanyi; Yuanyi's eyes are gentle and calm when he looks at anyone, including himself, with few expressions, calm and very inclusive.But that man is different - he is clearly similar in body, description and appearance, but he is majestic and has a great sense of distance.

It's like a robot scooped out of a mold, every movement is extremely delicate and perfect.

Xinjiu straightened his back unconsciously, overwhelmed by the strong sense of oppression on his opponent.She whispered: "You, are you Mr. Hei Si Mou?"

On that pale and thin face, six eyes suddenly opened—the red pupils reflected a faint and beautiful light under the cold moonlight, just like gems.

The middle pupil is engraved with: winding-one.

The shadow cast by the pillars next to him fell over his clothes, dyeing the red-gold characters in his eyes with a dark color.The other half of the face, which was not covered, was filled with moonlight, indifferent and beautiful.

Xinjiu was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't immediately react to the beauty of the other party: Who would have thought that the legendary head of the twelve ghost moons and one of the evil ghosts, since he is... a beauty with six eyes?

The beauty's eyes fell on Xin Jiu across the courtyard, and the next moment, the beauty drew out her knife, and the sharp blade cut across the air in a beautiful and perfect arc like a full moon!