[Onmyoji] Fengshen's dad's daily life

A torrential rain gradually subsided, but it didn't stop, and Huang and Xiaotiangu lived here.

After dinner, Huang taught the little tengu how to read and write as usual, after a quick glance, he felt that Huang taught him better than himself, so he also pushed the little demon fox to learn together.

There is a square low table in the center of the room. Two chubby children sit on each side. Huang patiently teaches them how to read and corrects their pen-holding posture over and over again.

Afraid of disturbing them, Yimulian placed his desk in a corner and drew amulets.

The formed wind talisman was stored in the box for later use. Yimulian finished drawing a stack of talismans and was about to cut the paper again, the little demon fox suddenly cheered.

"Lian Jiang~~" The soft ending sound dragged on for a long time, and the little demon fox ran over holding a pen and paper, blushing with excitement, "I can write your name, Lian Jiang! Look! Look!"

While yelling, he spread the paper in his hand on the table in front of Yimulian. The word "Lian" was written crookedly on the paper. I thought it was beautifully written.

"Fluffy is amazing!" Yimulian put down his pen and applauded him, "Well written!"

The little demon fox raised its big tail triumphantly, plunged into his arms, rubbed back and forth coquettishly, stood up again after getting tired, grabbed the pen and ran back to continue studying with Huang.

He rubbed his eyes so hard that his heart almost melted, looking at the practice paper he left on the table, the crooked big characters on it looked so cute, and after admiring it for a while, he folded it solemnly and put the paper away.

After putting away the big characters, he looked up at the two little guys who were serious about writing, and then inadvertently fell on Huang beside him.

Huang was wearing a simple dark purple singlet, sitting upright, with long, straight black hair hanging down his shoulders, looking like an ink-colored waterfall pouring down at first glance.His facial features are not the gentle type, but deep and handsome with a bit of arrogance and aggression, just because his clothes and hairstyle are relatively lazy and peaceful, the domineering between his eyebrows and eyes has been softened a lot.

Ichimokulian had heard of Arara before, that's why Arara was so friendly when he brought the little tengu to visit.He heard Yan Mo talk about Huang, and he vaguely remembered that Huang should be the son of god before, but something happened later, he became a god from the son of god... or half god, respected by human onmyojis and monsters , but later retired.

I didn't expect to become neighbors with him...

Perhaps feeling Yimulian's gaze, Huang, who instructed the two children to write, looked back, the contours of his brows and eyes were still deep, and the side face was covered with a soft halo by the warm light, even his gaze seemed to soften.

The powerful gaze met Yimulian, and Yimulian's heart skipped a beat. Subconsciously, he lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze, smiled and nodded at him, and continued to draw symbols without raising his head.

Huang's gaze kept lingering on Yimulian's body, making his sitting posture stiff.The line of his lips raised slightly, Huang's eyelashes retracted, he finally looked away, and casually rubbed the little Tengu's head.

The little tengu frowned and tore his big hands off his head. His long eyelashes fluttered up and down, and he rolled his big white eyes at him.

Huang hummed softly in his heart, and went to rub the little demon fox's head again, the little demon fox was obviously used to being touched on the head, the furry fox's ears were pushed back, squinting and rubbed against his palm.

Yimulian quietly raised his eyes to look at them, and inexplicably heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

In the second half of the night, a heavy rain gradually stopped, and the next day it completely cleared up.

Yimulian got up early and asked a few little monsters to prepare the wooden stakes. He pasted the finished Fengfu on the wooden stakes so that the wooden stakes would not be destroyed by the demon power when the two children practiced.

After setting up the practice field in the courtyard, Yimulian went to prepare breakfast. As soon as he walked to the kitchen, he found a figure inside. He thought it was some little monster, but when he walked into the kitchen, he found that it was Huang, one red and one orange. Long watched eagerly from behind him, with a greedy expression on his face.

Huang raised his head, glanced at it, then continued to make sushi with his head down, and said: "Breakfast is almost ready, you can go and wake Yaohu and Xiaotian to get up first."

Yimulian didn't bother much, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'll trouble you."

"Should be." Huang replied lightly and continued making sushi.

The little demon fox loves to stay in bed, and it takes a little time to wake him up. Xiaotiangou is very self-disciplined, and will get up by himself when the time comes, but he can't dress well because of his short hands and legs, so he needs help.

For the convenience of taking care of Yimulian, he arranged for the two children to sleep in the same room last night. While helping the little tengu to dress, he gently urged the fox to get up, until the little tengu even combed its hair and the fluff of its little wings. The demon fox just got up from the bed, with a mess of hair reaching out for a hug.

Yimulian picked him up from the bed, combed his hair, combed his tail and put on his clothes. After tidying up the two children, breakfast was just on the table.

After breakfast, it was time for the two children to practice magic.

Yimulian brought the little ones who were full of food and drink to the practice field in the courtyard. The courtyard was covered with bluestone slabs, washed clean by the heavy rain, without any stagnant water. The sun is blocked, and the shade is extraordinarily cool.

First, he taught how to mobilize the demonic power in his body, and then instructed the two children to use their own moves. Finally, both children realized the applicable sorcery. Yimulian breathed a sigh of relief and asked them to practice against the wooden stake. .

The two little bean dices swished the demon power at the wooden post, and they sat under the eaves and smiled and watched, while the orange dragon dozed lazily on the pillar next to it.

All of a sudden, the orange dragon twisted violently, and even turned its head to look over, only to realize that it was the little red dragon that had been raised in the wild, biting the tail of the orange dragon and dragging it back. The orange dragon in the circle is pulled!

The two dragons immediately wrestled into a ball, Huang came with a tray of fruit juice, Guan ignored the two of them, sat directly next to Yimulian, and put down the tray in his hand.

"Let them rest for a while." As Huang said, he picked up the jug and poured juice, filling up the cups one by one.

Yimulian nodded, and clapped his hands to draw the two children's attention: "Okay, fluffy, Xiaotian, come and have a rest and have a glass of juice."

The little demon fox cheered and ran over, stood in front of Yi Mu Lian and raised his hands to show him, with his ears downcast coquettishly: "Lian Jiang~ I practiced very hard, my hands are so tired~ I need to hug and hug !"

His little hands are chubby, very fair, as moist as milk, with pink fingertips and palms, tenderer than the little flesh pads when he was a fox.

"Okay, Huhu Hug!" Yimulian smiled and took his little hand and kissed him, then hugged him on his lap, wrapped his arms around his soft body, and fed him juice.

Huang looked at Yimulian and the little demon fox who were tired of being together, and his eyes fell on the little tengu who climbed up the corridor, and it happened that the little tengu also looked up at him.

Huang raised his eyebrows slightly, why?You want to hug too?

However, the little tengu didn't mean to be coquettish at all. He took a glass of juice from the tray, sat down next to the little demon fox, drank it quietly, and occasionally touched the little demon fox's drooping tail.

Huang smiled slightly in his heart, thinking that this guy is really not as cute as the little fox at all.