What kind of man is breastfeeding?

【Saiki Sorasuke——】

"Hiss... Is Xiao Nan here?"

Sorasuke immediately raised his hands and kept a safe distance of one and a half meters from Natsume. He smiled and looked at Kusuo who was walking across—— Saiki frowned: 【What do you want to do again? 】

"Heaven and earth conscience!"

Sorasuke immediately complained to himself, and defended himself: "I didn't do anything! After the trial meeting, I chatted with your team leader for a few words-well, Xiaonan, don't be so nervous... Natsume-san, you also have to say something Bar?"

As he spoke, he pitifully signaled Natsume to say a few words for himself with his pitiful eyes.Natsume smiled slightly: "It's true that I didn't do anything, but I improved the anti-mind reading helmet and added the function of interfering and intercepting information to it-it's better for Qi Mu to pay attention to it."

The smile on Sorasuke's face gradually disappeared, and he saw that his dear brother's forehead had already started to show blue veins, and there was an 'angry prelude smile' on his face that would inevitably appear before he beat him up.He swallowed, took two steps back, and smiled dryly: "Well...Xiao Nan, do you want to listen to my explanation? I didn't mean to target anyone...Wow, Natsume-san, you are too much!!"

Sorasuke's screams gradually spread to the entire corridor as he ran wildly.Looking at the afterimages of the two brothers, Natsume helplessly spread his hands, "I've said it all, don't keep causing trouble for others, Mr. Sorasuke."

At the same time, Xinjiu, who was waiting for the result of the trial, suddenly felt a call—she was lying in the Milky Way counting the stars, but someone else's voice of silently reciting her name sounded in her mind unexpectedly.

And it was a gentle man's voice.

It's not Shinobu, could it be the lord?

But it's still too early for the three-year period, right?

Xin Jiu was a little surprised, and at the same time closed his eyes to search for the source of the sound.With the eyes closed, Xinjiu's mind was gradually sketched out the appearance of the other party: a samurai uniform with black stripes on a purple background, long black hair neatly combed into a high ponytail, and a fair and beautiful face with six pairs of eyes Eyes closed.

Wait... It's actually Mr. Mou who is dead?Winding one?

Xinjiu froze for a moment, but he didn't expect that it would be him calling him.

The system poked its head out and asked: [What's wrong? 】

【Hei Si Mou is calling me. 】Xin Jiu opened his eyes with a complicated expression.

The system quickly pressed her down: [You don't want to see him anymore, do you?Now that Ji Guoyuan is not here, with your fighting power, looking for Shang Xianyi in the past is like delivering food! 】

[Don't be too hard on yourself! 】

[Put the emergency teleportation in the most convenient position, and open the teleportation immediately if something goes wrong. 】

After Xinjiu instructed the system, he got up and quickly responded to Hei Simou's call—the stars in front of him turned upside down and finally dissipated.

Because of the teleportation, Xinjiu felt dizzy for a moment.Her eyes hurt from the harsh sunlight, and tears flowed out immediately; the new wine didn't have time to wipe away the tears, so she just felt weird: what did Hei Si Mou call him to do in broad daylight?

Couldn't it be because he accidentally got exposed to the sun and summoned himself to heal him?No, Hei Si Mou didn't know that he had the ability to heal.

Rubbing his eyes until he gradually got used to the surrounding light, Xin Jiu looked around, and it was not difficult to find that this was the place he had been to - it was Hei Simou's mansion before.

The bamboo curtain that was split in half when Heishimu chased and killed him was still thrown on the ground, and the broken bamboo by the wall was not cleaned up, looking a little messy.Xin Jiu turned his eyes slightly, and soon saw Hei Simou sitting in the shadow of the verandah.

The other party sat cross-legged peacefully in the shadow, with six eyes closed, and the eyelashes were slender and long, casting a small shadow on the pale skin.

Xin Jiu hesitated for a while, then slowly approached him, "Good afternoon, Mr. Hei Si Mou."

Hei Si Mou looked up - when he opened his eyelids, Xin Jiu realized that his eyes were injured.The pair of pupils in the middle that used to be engraved with the word "winding string" have become broken, and the words can no longer be seen clearly, like the eyes of a smashed doll.

Xinjiu took a breath.

Seeing the girl's astonishment, Hei Si Mou took the initiative to explain to the other party: "It's just a small price, it doesn't hurt."

This kind of pain, whether it is for Yuezhu Jiguo Yansheng or Shangxian Yihei Mou, can be called commonplace.So he didn't think it was a serious injury.

It was just that Heishi Mou still felt a little uncomfortable when he showed this pair of broken eyes in front of the gods who responded to his summoning.So after saying that, he quickly closed his eyes, patted the place beside him with his hands, and motioned for Xin Jiu to sit down.

Xinjiu didn't hesitate, and sat next to Heishimou—the light and shadow just separated from the two of them, Heishimou sat in the short shadow, and Xinjiu sat under the sun.

Half of her face was covered by the sun, she was fair and ruddy.This is the fresh breath of life, and Hei Si Mou has rarely had the experience of getting along with this kind of breath.

In his experience of turning into a ghost, this kind of strong and fresh breath can only burst out so brilliantly before those people are dying.

"Unexpectedly, the summoning was actually successful."

Hei Si Mou looked down at the complicated lines on his palm, and after one call, its light weakened a lot.He originally wanted to give it a try without any hope, but he didn't expect the new wine to appear after silently saying the other party's name in his heart.

It's like in a dream... No, even in a dream, I have never been favored like this before.

"It always feels unreal." Heishimu looked at the Sun Wheel Knife lying on his knee, and sighed: "It seems that in the past 400 years, there has never been a time when he will be more awake than these two days."

Xinjiu stroked his chin and thought for a while, "Maybe it's because after becoming a ghost, you can share memories?"

"I always feel that the hostility of ghosts will be very heavy, and too strong emotions will actually affect thinking."

As far as the ghosts that Xinjiu encountered after coming to this world, there are very few ghosts who can maintain their rationality and humanity—except for Shang Er, who is probably a strange flower even among ghosts.

Speaking of it, if you want to count it seriously, you should have even met Shang Xiansan.It's just that they don't have much contact... Judging from the behavior of the other party's self-headshot, it is estimated that the brain is not normal.

In contrast, although Shang Xianyi should theoretically be the scariest ghost besides Wu Mi, Xin Jiu is surprised and doesn't think he is scary.

Even feel a little pity for him.

Probably because of this person's past, he felt a little sympathetic with himself.

"possible."

Hei Si Mou nodded, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Is Yuan Yi still there?"

Finally, he took the initiative to ask the name, and Hei Si Mou felt a lot more relaxed.He didn't know that Xinjiu no longer had mind-reading skills, so Hei Simou thought that the other party could read his own voice, and he spoke a lot more directly.

Xinjiu shook his head: "Yuan once returned to Santuchuan, he has been waiting for you."

Hei Si Mou clenched his hands hanging on both sides of his body slightly when he heard the latter sentence.After a while, he let go again, showing a self-deprecating smile: "Compared with this, doesn't it make my elder brother more despicable and shameless?"

As an older brother, he never could lead by example, and even became a demon.

"will not."

Xinjiu shook his head, "I just feel unwilling. Mr. Hei Si Mou has really worked hard, but he is still very unwilling."

After a short pause, Xinjiu added: "Although you took the wrong path, your determination is really strong."

After she went back, she immediately consulted Hei Si Mou's biographical information—because she already had a name, the information sheet was also very complete.After watching the new wine, I just feel embarrassed: Hei Si Mou is probably really unwilling to accept the existence of Yuan Yi, jealous, and a strong yearning that he himself cannot understand.

Only when people lack something, will they strongly hope to become something, and the same is true for Hei Si Mou.

"False resolutions, however firm they may be, appear ridiculous."

Heishimou hooked the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to laugh, but in the end he didn't.He touched the sun wheel knife on his knee, and said: "I just want to be Yuanyi, but in the end I took a completely different path from Yuanyi."

"It's hard for you to imagine, right? Yuanyi and I had a good relationship for a while—after joining the Ghost Killing Squad, for a short period of time."

Seeing that Hei Si Mou was about to start telling a story, Xin Jiu quickly sat up straight, expressing that he was listening carefully.

"That was when I first joined the Ghost Killing Squad..."

Ji Guo Yan Sheng himself is talented, otherwise he would not be selected as the heir.So after abandoning Jiguo and following Yuanyi to join the Ghost Killing Team, he passed the assessment of the Ghost Killing Team effortlessly, and started to be promoted towards Zhu at an extremely frightening speed—and the reason why he worked so hard , simply because Yuanyi is also a pillar.

He tried to follow in his younger brother's footsteps, and once asked Yuanyi what happened in the years when he left home, and why he joined the Ghost Killing Squad.

That was Yan Sheng and his younger brother, who rarely talked at night together.Yuanyi is not a talkative person, he only talks a few words about his past, and only when he talks about his wife who died young, he will add a bit of softness, with a gentle and sad expression.

Yan Sheng remembered that it was night and the moon was rising very high.He suddenly felt that this son of god was a bit pitiful, so he stretched out his hand out of nowhere and touched Yuanyi's head.

He couldn't remember Yuanyi's expression at that time.Even after trying to recall it later, Yuanyi's expression became blurred - but since that night's conversation, the relationship between Yan Sheng and Yuanyi has indeed eased a lot.

He thought that he felt pity for this younger brother—he was a wanderer since he was a child, precocious and sensible, but his fate was always full of disasters.But this period of time didn't last long. Yan Sheng and Yuan Yi's differences in thinking, the gap in talent, and the fact that none of the striped fighters could survive the age of 25 suddenly broke out.

One after another, it really was an eventful year.

After autumn, Yan Sheng became a ghost.He didn't remember whether he was more afraid of death when he promised Wu Mi, or whether he was more afraid of not being able to catch up with Shang Yuanyi in this life.

"Even in the long time after I became a ghost, I never got an answer."

Looking down at his knife, Heishi Mou made a summary of his past.He is indeed tenacious and stubborn, even if he breaks his bones, he will desperately crawl towards his goal—but suddenly that goal becomes ethereal.

He was a little puzzled, he obviously wanted to be Yuanyi.To become a noble and bright person like Yuanyi.

But what did he become in the end?

This story is told through the mouth of Hei Si Mou, and it is plain without beginning or end.But after listening to the new wine, I felt inexplicably sad.

She rubbed her eyes, her eye circles were red, and sighed: "If there is an answer to everything, it will actually be very tiring."

It is clearly a straightforward story, but after listening to it, it always makes people feel uneasy.I always feel that these two people should not be the current ending—if they were not brothers born in the Warring States Period, or born in ordinary families like the Shi Tou brothers, with a pair of loving and kind parents, would they be able to Is there a better ending?

This question is the same as Hei Si Mou's summary, and there is no answer at all.

"With such a memory, I seem to have become a complete tragedy—" Hei Si Mou finally laughed, but the smile was not pretty, and he laughed at himself: "Even now, I haven't caught up with Shang Yuanyi."

What has not been done before, has never been done now.

Half of Xinjiu's face was slightly hot from the sun, she raised her hand to block the too glaring sun, and said, "That must be very sad."

How can I comfort you?There seems to be no way to comfort this kind of thing.It's as if one day when I want to try my father's poor cooking skills again, I suddenly find that I have no chance.This kind of thing, no matter how beautiful and pleasant the other person's comforting words are, it will not make me happy-it will only make people feel more sad.

"Can you break a piece of bamboo for me?"

Hei Si Mou pointed to a small clump of Wind Bamboo that had been destroyed on the edge of the wall.The sun was shining brightly there, and as a ghost, he couldn't set foot there.

Xinjiu nodded, stood up and trotted over to help him break off a piece of bamboo; Heishimu opened six eyes, and the back of the opponent was reflected in the broken pupils in the middle.

This was the first time in his life that he was favored by someone for no reason—it was also the first time that he received a response from the so-called god.

Because the bamboo had been damaged a little before, Xinjiu didn't take much effort to break off a piece of bamboo, and trotted back to Hei Simou.

"It came back—is this long enough?"

Xinjiu wasn't sure what Heishimu was going to do with this piece of bamboo, so he asked casually.

Heishi Mou nodded, and stood up slowly, the Sun Wheel Knife had been worn back to his waist at some point.

He stepped across the boundary between light and darkness, and stepped into the dazzling sun in the afternoon.Xinjiu exclaimed: "Mr. Black Death!"

In the next moment, flames ignited on Hei Si Mou's body!He froze for a moment, his outstretched hands froze in mid-air: Hei Si Mou didn't seem to expect that his body would burn so quickly, so he stood there, maintaining a posture that seemed to be hugging, not knowing whether he should continue or not.

Xin Jiu hesitated and asked tentatively: "Mr. Hei Si Mou...do you want to hug?"

Heishi Mou stood where he was, Junxiu's face was also burning.Hearing Xin Jiu's words, he nodded, then shook his head again——Xin Jiu took a step forward and hugged Shang Xianyi's waist.

As a ghost, probably because his body was burning, Hei Si Mou's body was hot.Xinjiu hugged the other person's waist, and gently patted him on the back: "Go all the way, Mr. Jiguo."

"My lord brother—"

"You go to the place where there is light now, there is still time."

"I have walked this road back and forth many times, brother just follow me."

"……it is good."

"I didn't expect to see you so soon."

"I didn't expect either—were you sent down by that little girl-like god?"

"No, it's a young woman."

"Oh."

"Brother, you are laughing."

"You're mistaken. I wasn't smiling."