The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

Although they slept together, nothing out of the ordinary happened that night, but the problem was that they were all on the same bed, so it was conceivable that they were messy.

After the last mission, there was no news from the General Administration, and the living area was still the same as usual. Occasionally, I ran into a few familiar detectives on the road, but it didn't look like anything happened, especially Yin Huai.

Nearly a week after the mission ended, the only news Song Yun received that could barely establish a relationship with the General Administration was from his high-ranking uncle yesterday.Ask him to have dinner at a restaurant in the suburbs.

Song Yun was brushing his teeth when the news came.

Yin Huai walked in from outside holding his mobile phone and stood behind him without haste, resting his head on Song Yun's shoulder, with one hand resting on his waist naturally, and the other flicking the mobile phone behind him, casually conveying: "Your uncle said that he would take you out for dinner tomorrow night."

Song Yun paused. There are restaurants everywhere, and he insisted on going to the suburbs. It is hard to imagine that such a pretentious matter could be brought up by the Song family, who has always been indifferent to eating. After much deliberation, the only reasonable explanation is the matter in the General Administration It's over, there's some news to tell him.

Song Yun still had foam in his mouth, so he could only vaguely agree: "Shall I go there by myself?"

"It was supposed to be him who came to pick you up," Yin Huai said, putting the phone lightly into Song Yun's pocket, raised his head, resting his chin on Song Yun's shoulder and looked at him in the mirror: "But I happened to see him , so it became me to send you there."

Song Yun hummed, after all, he had already seen bigger scenes, and things of the level of driving to and from him were no longer enough to stir up waves in his heart.

It was a little after seven o'clock when the two arrived, and the sky was not completely dark, but the night breeze in the shallow mountains in the outer suburbs was already much refreshing.

The restaurant specified in his uncle's text message is at the foot of the mountain, and you can see it after parking the car. The exterior painted with blue bricks and black tiles can't hide the rustic atmosphere of the farmhouse in the small courtyard.

The trees in the courtyard were brightly lit by light bulbs. It looked noisy but there were obviously not many people. Except for the boss who came out with a happy face, there was no other movement at all.

There are two entrances to the small courtyard, and there are four private rooms in total when you walk in. All the lights are turned off without exception.

Song Yun became more and more affirmed that "it's fake to be invited out for dinner by my uncle, and it's true that the elders talk to him".

Hearing the sound of footsteps, it is easy to know how many people are coming from outside, so the three of them entered the inner courtyard, and the door of the innermost private room opened. The middle-aged man who led the aura stepped out of the room.

Song Yun waved at him: "—Uncle."

It could be seen that the other party also wanted to raise his hand, but when he saw Yin Huai next to him, he put his hand down cautiously, walked forward a few steps, and smiled at the boss next to him: "It's hard work, let's go back first. "

"Okay, okay," the boss with a happy face didn't forget to turn his head when he went out and said, "Just call me if Mr. Song has anything to do!"

Song Yun saw that his uncle, who was not angry and pretentious, watched the boss go out with a warm face one second, and immediately bowed his head with a serious expression in the next second: "My lord."

Song Yun's spine froze for a moment.

The two are tired of it every day. He has almost forgotten the difference between Yin Huai, an ancestor-level monster, and his own identity. Now he suddenly sees his elders saluting so seriously, and suddenly realizes how much he has surpassed. The atmosphere was once very tense. asphyxia.

Song Yun moved aside in embarrassment.

Yin Huai pulled the man back calmly, and waved his hands with a smile: "My own, why are you restrained?"

"..." Song Yun felt that this sentence seemed to be ambiguous no matter how it was heard.

Because of ignoring Yin Huai, Song Yun’s imaginary parents’ conversation before coming here turned into a parent’s report, and when his uncle gave the report, he had the aura of “don’t interrupt the children when adults talk”. To avoid embarrassment, Song Yun only Can honestly bow his head to eat.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was serious like a meeting, and Song Yun was also distracted while eating, with his ears open and his mind on the conversation between the two people next to him. He didn't pay attention to the things under the chopsticks at all. Before he realized that something was wrong, the hot feeling suddenly exploded in his mouth, so hot that Song Yun's brain trembled.

The problem is that the dishes on the table are all very bland, and Song Yun doesn't know where the hot pepper in his mouth came from...

The atmosphere at the dinner table was serious, he didn't behave well, and he couldn't vomit, so he could only bury his head and swallow with tears in his eyes and scalp numbness, as if swallowing a piece of hot coal, all the way from his tongue to his stomach, Song Yun felt himself As long as it opens its mouth, it can immediately spit out fire.

——Now he really needs a sip of cold water, but there is only tea on the table besides the wine, and it is hot, and it is the kind of heat that burns his mouth after pouring it out for half an hour in summer.

"..." Song Yun felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, not only tears, but also his nose was about to come down.

On the surface, Yin Huai listened to the middle-aged man opposite him report his work very seriously, and at the same time nodded cooperatively from time to time. In fact, from the corner of his eye, Song Yun ate the chili absent-mindedly and how he was so hot. Biaolei's ears were red and all of them could be seen clearly.

Yin Huai pursed his lips calmly to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth, then reached out and gently shook the water glass next to him, then turned his hand and pushed it to Song Yun: "It's cold."

The two words were concise and short without any emotion in them, but Song Yun was almost moved to tears when he heard it, grabbed it and took a big gulp, and finally came back to life.

The two words that Yin Huai said just now were short and light, and there was no expression on his face. Song Mingshen, who was sitting opposite the two of them, didn't react for a while, and even thought that he had an auditory hallucination.

Until he saw his nephew, who had been obsessed with cleanliness since he was a child, drinking from another glass, and then put the glass back in Yin Huai's hand naturally and smoothly.

It was then that he felt a little abnormal. Logically speaking, this matter could not happen to any of these two people.

Given that Yin Huai knew almost everything he should know and what he shouldn't know, the reporting time was not long. Simply put, it was a little more specific than the previous reasoning—the one who was in collusion with the Evil Ghost Dao was the current head of the Monster Hunting Bureau. The highest person in charge, and almost all the threads related to the evil ghosts are collected by her, so even after a week of investigation, this is the only person in the general bureau who was purged because of colluding with the evil ghosts.

As a representative of the Three Realms, it is not easy to sit in the position of the highest person in charge. First, he must be a casual monk who has no interest in the clan. Second, he must not have a previous life contract with demons. Finally, You must also have an excellent practice comparable to that of the elders of the sect.

The current one is even more legendary. Besides being the first female head of the Monster Hunting Bureau since its establishment, she is also the one with the longest tenure. She has been re-elected three times in a 30-year tenure. Nearly a century has passed and still no one can match it.

It's just that this legendary figure has been in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a hurry for the past few years, especially this year. He almost never showed his face in the public state of the General Administration. Didn't make any regular appearances.

Therefore, the internal cleaning of the General Administration is very easy, but it is not easy to trace down.

But the good news is that the Evil Ghost Dao has been dealt with by the Nether Realm according to the law because of stealing the underworld and causing chaos in the world. This evil cult that has survived for hundreds of years has finally quieted down.

Song Yun also seemed to see a glimmer of hope to drive Yin Huai off his bed.

After reporting on the work, the atmosphere on the table returned to the bewildering quietness at the beginning. Song Yun could still eat while listening just now, but now that a needle can be heard clearly in the room, it seems very inappropriate to move chopsticks.

Song Yun silently put down the chopsticks in his hand, and sat awkwardly with the other two.

Yin Huai slowly drank his saliva: "I don't even move my chopsticks, the things on this table are for eye craving?"

Song Mingshen was stunned for a moment before he realized what the adult opposite was talking about, and smiled dryly: "No..."

"Then move the chopsticks," Yin Huai said, standing up, turning his head to look at Song Yun next to him, with a half-smile and raised his eyes: "I'll come to pick up my little partner home later."

"..."

Song Yun guessed that he was going to say something about tigers and wolves today.

Song Mingshen also stood up, "You..."

Yin Huai pushed the man back with his shoulders, and said with a smile: "You guys eat, I will just pick him up later."

Yin Huai opened the door and walked out, walking out without any haste, and even had the leisure to say hello to the boss in the front hall, and after two steps to go out, his figure flashed and landed on the roof of the private room in the backyard .

Since it was agreed that he would come to pick him up later, it would be more convenient to wait nearby.

After Yin Huai went out, the room continued to be quiet for a while, and then Song Mingshen coughed: "Did you know what I just said?"

"I generally know that before Yin Huai—" Song Yun's words came to his lips, and suddenly his mind tensed, and he hurriedly changed his words, "Master Yin Huai... told me something."

Fortunately, he changed his words in a timely and natural manner. Song Mingshen on the opposite side didn't notice it. He nodded and continued: "After all, you are a member of the mission last time. Although the Evil Ghost Dao has been dealt with according to the law, the matter No one dares to say how far it will develop, so we still can't take it lightly, and pay more attention to it in daily life."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chopsticks: "Don't just listen, I didn't order a table of dishes for you to see."

The monk's food intake is much smaller than normal people, and his interest in food is also much lower than normal people. After a while, the chopsticks in the hands of the two were put down again, and as the atmosphere in the room finally became a little more harmonious, they began to gossip. stage.

"Your partner..."

"?" Song Yun was suddenly cueed and raised his head in a daze.

I just heard the other party continue to say: "You two, do you live together?"

Hearing the light and calm words, Song Yun was shocked.

He hastily took a deep breath to stabilize his mind, and at the same time quickly calmed down and thought about it quickly. He felt that it was impossible for anyone else to know about this matter except Yin Huai and himself. There should be only two possibilities in this situation, or, he Wrong words, wrong expressions, or only my own understanding is wrong.

So after thinking about it for a while, Song Yun decided to use the same trick of pretending to be stupid: "Huh?"

Sure enough, Song Mingshen realized the ambiguity in his last sentence, and explained: "No, what I mean is, aren't your rooms next to each other in the dormitory area?"

Song Yun breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and smiled dryly: "Yes..."

Song Mingshen: "The situation is special recently, you can get closer to him."

"..."

Song Yun continued to smile with difficulty: "...OK."