[Onmyoji] Fengshen's dad's daily life

In the peach forest at the foot of the mountain, the little demon fox hugged his tail and whimpered loudly. His tears wetted a piece of the fox's fur. The little tengu next to him hugged him desperately to comfort him, and kept smoothing his fur.

In front of the two cubs, the former Ghost King Jiu Tun Douzi was squatting under a tree with his chin on his chin to watch the little demon fox cry, with one hand on his knee and a root in his hand. The dog's tail grass shook it from time to time, and said to the two children like a cat, "Don't cry, I have already said that I am not a bad person."

"You want to eat me!" The little demon fox hiccupped from crying, his fluffy tail was wet from his tears, and a small piece collapsed, "You still call me stupid! Call me stupid!"

The little tengu hugged the little demon fox and patted him on the back, because he climbed down from the tree too hastily, with a few leaves stuck in his hair, he grabbed the round fan and waved viciously at Jiutun, the demon power condensed into the wind and flew over, " Go away! You go away! Scoundrel!"

The bigger wind can only blow up Jiu Tun's forehead, it's still quite cool, Jiu Tun's chin is holding his dead fish eyes, and his head hurts from crying, thinking that this little brat's writing comprehension ability is absolutely zero .

He didn't say anything else, he already had a headache when one cried, and if he accidentally made the other cry, he couldn't bear it.So I only shake the dogtail grass in my hand occasionally, waiting patiently for Yimu Lian to come over.

Yimulian came very quickly, and when he arrived, he saw two shivering Xiaotuanzi hugging each other, and a friend who was holding a dog's tail grass, with a deadpan expression on his face.

He quickly hugged the little demon fox who was crying weakly, patted his back lightly and coaxed him in a low voice.

Seeing the backer coming, the little tengu got up quickly, hugged Yi Mulian's legs and hid behind him, then leaned out half of his body and swung his fan desperately at Jiu Tun, and immediately retracted when he saw Jiu Tun approaching.

Jiu Tun stood up slowly, and casually threw the dog's tail grass to the side, "You are finally here, even, your son has been crying endlessly, and my uncle's ears will be crippled by him crying."

Yimulian managed to lull the little demon fox in his arms to sleep, and looked up at Jiutun angrily, "I haven't seen you for decades, and you made my son cry as soon as you came, so you have the nerve to complain?"

Jiu Tun felt that he was very innocent and wronged, "I cried when I didn't do anything, is this also my fault?"

"if not?"

Jiu Tun was silent for a moment, and finally waved his hand.Well, it's all my uncle's fault.

Yimulian smiled softly, hugged the little demon fox who had fallen asleep in one hand, and led the little tengu in the other, and walked home, "Let's go, go back first."

Little Tengu grabbed Yimulian's fingers, looked at Yimulian, then at Shuten, and moved its fluffy little wings lightly.

This person... Could it be Lian Jiang's friend?

However, this handsome red-haired man is not only a friend of Ichimokuren, but also acquainted with Ara.

Jiu Tun has only been here once, and it was nearly 100 years ago. He lost his way and was confident. When he walked into the gate and saw Huang in the courtyard, his eyes narrowed, "Huang? I didn't expect him to be with you."

His words actually had no other meaning, it was purely a little surprised to see the Son of God who had disappeared for a long time here at Yimulian, but Yimulian thought too much for a while, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Yimulian's ears are very fair, so the red is a bit conspicuous, Jiu Tun has always been keen and naturally noticed it, and felt baffled in his heart.The weather is not very hot, why are the ears red?

Seeing Yimulian coming back with two cubs and an acquaintance, Huang put away the carving knife and wood in his hand, nodded to Jiutun and greeted him, then took the little demon fox in Yimulian's arms and hugged him, and asked softly: " What's wrong?"

"Jiu Tun came to look for me. I got lost at the foot of the mountain. I wanted Rong Rong to lead the way, but it scared Rong Rong to tears instead." Yimulian said with a smile in his tone, "Let's take the two of them to change clothes first."

Huang nodded, and took the little demon fox and little tengu to the backyard.

Turning his head to look at Jiu Tun wandering in the courtyard, he smiled slightly, "Jiu Tun, I have brewed a lot of wine, and the earliest jars should be ready to drink."

Jiu Tun turned around.

Then Yimulian dragged out two jars of green plum wine from the tree hole of the cherry blossom tree, put them on the stone table under the tree, and beckoned for the little monster to bring two wine bowls.

Jiu Tun sat down on the stone bench, watching Yi Mu Lian open the jar, and the pleasant smell of plum wine spread out.

The amber clear wine was poured into a white porcelain bowl, the color of the wine was very good, Jiu Tun knew that this jar of wine must be good wine, just as he was about to pick up the wine bowl, suddenly Yi Mu slapped his hands away.

"Who told you that you can drink this altar of wine?" Yimulian's smile was still gentle, and he moved the two wine bowls from in front of Jiutun to his own, and pasted Zhang Fengfu to prevent him from touching it. My kids still want to drink my wine? No. Sit here and watch me drink."

Jiu Tun widened his big eyes, and looked at Yi Mu Lian in astonishment, "It seems that you have had a good life in the past few decades, and you are so lively?"

Picking up the wine bowl to drink, Yigao paused for a moment, feeling that the adjective "lively" was strangely appropriate for him... Is Jiu Tun a leak?Where is his lively personality?

But he didn't deny it, because he had indeed had a good time during this period, and the visit from his old friend also made him feel very good.

"There is a cute child at home, so I am very happy." Yimulian smiled slightly, and slowly took a sip of the wine. The refreshing and slightly sweet plum wine tasted very good, and when it slid on the tip of the tongue, the plum fragrance was full. "At the beginning When youkai were exterminated, I heard that Shutendouji, who was the king of ghosts, was defeated and was divided into five horses. Although I don't believe it, it seems that you are doing better than I imagined."

Jiu Tun cut lightly, with supercilious arrogance and contempt in his tone, "Those fools still want to kill me? Even the puppet stand-in can't tell."

Yimulian finished drinking a bowl of wine, and poured another bowl for himself, "Then you are so picky?"

"What else?" Jiu Tun stared at the plum wine in the wine bowl without taking his eyes off, "This world will be the home of human beings in the future, and monsters will have to retire sooner or later. I don't want to care about whoever the ghost king of Dajiangshan wants to be."

Yimulian didn't pay attention to his irresponsible words.Based on his understanding of Jiu Tun, this uncle must have arranged the follow-up matters before he ran out. If he is really a loose and irresponsible character, it is impossible for him to be the ghost king for so many years without being turned against .

Speaking of which, how did Jiu Tun become the King of Ghosts?

Yimulian was a little curious, so he asked, Jiu Tun thought about it for a long time, but found that he couldn't remember, "I forgot. Why should I remember something so early? Probably none of those idiots can fight."

Yimulian didn't bother with this trivial matter, drank half of the jar of wine, watched Jiu Tun staring at the plum wine without looking away for a moment, and let him go mercifully, "Okay, I'll go see if there are any snacks, You wait here and don't touch my wine until I come back."

"Go, go early and come back early." Jiu Tun raised his hand and waved his eyes, still keeping his eyes on the wine jar, "Oh, by the way, I want a plate of fried broad beans, spicy."

"You have the nerve to order food if you cause trouble as soon as you come!" Yimulian pointed at him, shook his head and walked to the kitchen.

Shuten shrugged nonchalantly, resting his chin to appreciate the plum wine in the wine bowl, tapping his slender fingers on the stone table lightly with his fingertips.