Jiu Tun Doji's Notes v

Now, Ibaraki and Shuten are both in Natsume's room. Natsume is wrapped in a quilt and looks at the dazed little pig. Ibaraki-douji shakes his hands casually. Looking at the ghostly hand, remembering the pain of being slapped away by it, his small body trembled suddenly.

"What do you remember? What controlled you?" Shuten Doji asked while holding the ghost gourd, and patted the other's belly.

This guy seems to be depressed and throwing a temper now. If I remember correctly, when I saw Reiko before, the ghost gourd happily blew a heart to the little beauty—oh, he showed his love to the wrong person, so he must be afraid.

Natsume is a human being, and looks very weak, while Ibaraki Doji is too strong. Right now, only Shuten-douji seems to be the master who can communicate normally. The dream-eating tapir shook his small nose and explained in a trembling voice: "I was originally a living being. In the dream world of Heianjing, once, I stumbled into the dream of a very powerful monster, and then I was infected by miasma. It was the one that forcibly pulled me here from the dream world. I don’t remember much else. clear."

Jiu Tun thought for a while, and said, "Can you follow the dream to find the location of that monster?"

The dream-eating tapir said: "It's possible, but I can only capture it when that monster is dreaming."

Hearing this, the ghost king nodded: "Success, I don't need to ask you about the person who hurt me, as long as you can find the location of that bastard and make up for it."

Upon hearing Jiu Tun's promise, the nightmare eater immediately agreed.

This evil spirit also seems to be from Ping An Jing, so after the matter here is resolved, he can follow the other party back to the world of Ping An Jing, right?

After leaving for so long, he already misses his childhood sweetheart Butterfly Spirit very much.

"Okay, then... where are you going?" Natsume muffled, wrapped in a quilt.

I don't know where Mr. Cat is going. There is so much commotion here, but the fat cat who can always save the scene in time never shows up. Only Jiu Tun and Ibaraki stand firm on the front line.

"Of course I will continue to watch over you." Shuten took it for granted.

Natsume rubbed her slightly messy hair in distress, and said, "Are you going to live here? If this continues, Aunt Tazi and the others will find out—"

Hearing this, Jiu Tun-douji seemed to have expected it, and took out the flower and bird roll that he had carried all the way.

"That's no problem, boy, hang it in your room."

A girl dressed in ink painting lazily leaned out half of her body from the painting, staring at Shuten with dark and beautiful eyes, and asked, "Call me, what can I do?"

"We will temporarily live in your painting." Shuten pointed to Ibaraki Doji and the Nightmare Eater beside him.

"Welcome—" Huaniaojuan raised Rou Yi, and the illusion in the painting slowly unfolded in Xia Mu's room, attracting three monsters into her illusion.

After Natsume stared at the dazzling light for a while, he was the only one left in the room, and in the picture scroll hanging on the wall, there were three more small silhouettes faintly.

The nightmare-eating tapir stepped on the soft grass, gently arched its nose against the ground, looking for soft and sweet young leaves, and rolled its tongue like it was in its mouth.

It can eat dreams, but occasionally eats plants.

Raising its head, it smelled a dream.

Anxious, depressed, sullen... It was a dark and complicated nightmare.

Such a dream will bring a very bad sleep experience to people or monsters. When you wake up the next day, the dreamer will feel physically and mentally exhausted, and there is no sense of comfort for a good night's sleep.

So the nightmare eater eats such nightmares, allowing nervous sleepers to transition into a restful sleep.

But who is having the nightmare?

Following the smell of nightmares, the pink and tender little pig searched in the illusion of flowers and birds until it came to a thick ancient banyan tree. From a distance, it saw a corner of the cloth hanging from a tree trunk.

Is Shuten-sama sleeping on a tree?

The nightmare-eating tapir shook its chubby body with some difficulty, and climbed up the tree along the abrupt air roots.

"Boo boo~ Lord Jiuten is having a nightmare, let the dream-eating tapir eat it for you, and you won't feel uncomfortable—"

The little pig jumped hard, and finally stepped on the thick root of Shuten. As a result, when he raised his eyes, it bumped into the black-gold eyes of the white-haired monster.

"Hush." ​​Ibaraki Doji's voice was very soft. He put his index finger on his thin lips, and looked down at the ghost king's frown. Gentle movements, rubbing the piece for the other party little by little.

"Izu, Ibaraki-sama." The small body trembled, but the nightmare-eating tapir's hind hoofs were still hanging in the air, pitifully froze in mid-air.

Ibaraki held the string of bells on the back of the opponent's neck, and carried the piglet onto the platform.

In front of him, the red-haired ghost rested his head on Ibaraki Doji's knee, seemed to have lost consciousness in his sleep, and would groan softly from time to time, the dream had already begun to make him feel painful.

The evil spirit is completely trapped in a nightmare, unable to perceive everything outside.

"What did he dream about?" Ibaraki asked.

The nightmare-eating tapir sniffed Jiu Tun's face, and said, "It seems to be something from the past, Mr. Jiu Tun seems to hate the days when he was a human being."

Listening to the nightmare-eating tapir's words, Ibaraki Doji was thoughtful.

"Master Ibaraki, I can lead you into Shuten-sama's dream, so that you will know what he has experienced." The nightmare suggested cautiously, because it felt that the evil spirit in front of him seemed to be very worried about Shuten-doji.

It's better to see what happened, then you can prescribe the right medicine.

Tilting his head slightly, Ibaraki Doji said, "No need."

"The day my dear friend volunteered to speak."

The nightmare-eating tapir stared at the monster in front of him. Although the other party was smiling, it always felt that the smile was so cruel.

"Eat the nightmare, my best friend has spent so much effort to get back, I am already very tired."

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After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Shuten-douji suddenly woke up by himself.

Because when the teacher enters the play, the precise biological clock will wake him up when the time comes.

Stretching, the ghost king slowly moved his stiff body.

It seemed that I had a dream last night, about some bad memories before the time travel, but it was vague and I can’t remember it clearly.

Fortunately, I didn't have a very clear dream, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to sleep peacefully, and I would definitely hit the street the next day.

"Best friend, Natsume Takashi is already telling us to go out."

Under the tree, Ibaraki Doji had already transformed into a human form, Jiu Tun easily jumped down, raised his hand and patted the opponent's shoulder: "Come on, we took away one of the monster's subordinates last night, let's see if the opponent can hold his breath today .”

After finishing speaking, Shuten felt the different height difference when he and Ibaraki looked at each other.

"Ibaraki—have you grown taller again?" Jiu Tun found that his eyes were almost at the same level as the other's.

Obviously some time ago, when we first met, the other party was still a little devil with the height of his waist.

"I don't know either, dear friend." Ibaraki's eyes were bright, and he answered Shuten's question very seriously.

Jiu Tun checked the system, and sure enough, he saw that the lv.15 on the opponent's head had changed to lv.17.

Heh, Ibaraki should be an adult after returning from this mission.

"Cute when I was a kid..."

Muttering a word of unknown meaning, Shuten puts a cognitive barrier on the two of them, and leaves from the fantasy world of Flower and Bird Scroll.

When Natsume went downstairs, Ibaraki and Shuten were following behind him.

"Ah, Kishi, bring a bento." Toko poked his head out from the kitchen, and handed the carefully prepared bento to his adopted son.As an ordinary human being, she completely ignored Shuten and Ibaraki, and said to herself, "Last night, I always felt that it was very noisy outside. I wonder if the cat and the little wild boar were fighting. It seemed very intense."

Natsume laughed, and explained: "Perhaps, the piglet is so small, it probably won't be able to win."