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Izumi Jinguji, who was lying in genuine fox fur, sneezed suddenly.

The big fox's ears trembled, its golden eyes narrowed lazily, its fluffy and soft tail moved, and another identical big tail popped out, covering Jinguji Spring tightly like a quilt Reality.

"Hmm..." Jingujiquan opened his eyes in a daze, the blackout silk hanging around the tent fell to the ground, and only a pair of golden eyes emitting faint fluorescence could be seen in the dim bed curtain.

He stretched out his hand and caressed the back of Tamamo front, the palm was sunk in the thick fur, as if reaching into a mass of warm and soft snow.

The big monster with a fox body was allowed to be touched by him, its long and narrow eyes were half closed, and the eyeballs rolled around, taking a fixed look at the still confused human being.

Like a scene in some anecdote about ghosts, the giant white fox obediently arched beside the human was slowly shrouded in a light light, the snow-white long hair fell off, and the one lying on the spot became a A handsome young man.

His long black hair with raven-blue luster was scattered behind him like satin, and the gorgeous heavy long clothes were dragging casually. He supported his head with one hand, and the skirts were scattered, revealing a piece of fair skin on his chest. With two big, fluffy tails, the human beings around him hug them like pillows, and there is a strange blush at the end of their eyes, which is so beautiful and frightening.

Izumi Jinguji didn't know that the fox next to him had turned into a living person. He held his soft tail and pressed it under his face. From time to time, he would pat the moving quilt on his body and sleep with his eyes closed. It was dark.

Yuzao waggled her tail slowly, watched him stretch out his hand to pat, and patiently stopped moving. After a while, she slowly rubbed the tip of her tail against the sensitive waist of the human being, and then was patted again.

After taking four or five shots, Jingujiquan finally lost all sleepiness and opened his eyes suddenly.

The fox in front of him turned his head half a circle around him, and the erect white ears on top of his head trembled, just under Jingujiquan's eyelids, squeezed his chin and arched it twice as if coquettishly.

The furry and soft touch quickly dissipated the anger in Jingujiquan's heart. He reached out to hold the ear and rubbed it twice, then sat up and opened the curtain.

It was already daylight outside the gate of the curtain, and the whole mansion was as quiet as if he was still asleep. A tail was deftly stuffed into his arms behind him. The fox was still lying down, but its ears were standing vigilantly. overhead.

"Has Tsurumaru gone out?"

Hearing Fu Sangshen's familiar voice when he didn't come together, Jingong Siquan was a little uncomfortable. He stepped on the clean and cold floor and walked to the door, raising his hand to open the door.

It seemed to have rained last night, wet petals fell on the porch, layers of crimson and light red were scattered, the sun shone on it, and the edges had dried up, as if they had grown on the floor, blossoming Flat and stretchy sticky.

"Is Seimei not here?"

The big fox walked to him silently stepping on the meat pad, looked at the courtyard with him, and turned his ears only when he heard Qingming's name.

A small figure fell from a tree outside, and the shikigami cut out of paper respectfully bowed to Izumi Jinguji: "Master Seimei and His Highness Tsurumaru have gone out, please do your own thing."

Jingujiquan was a little puzzled: "Did they go out together?"

When did they get along so well?

I don't know what I missed when I was obsessed with masturbating the fox, Jingongjiquan was a little baffled, and suddenly felt a sense of grievance in his heart that two friends betrayed him and played better with each other.

Yuzao squinted her long and narrow golden eyes, remembering something, and then heard Jingujiquan ask casually: "Where did they go?"

The little shikigami obediently answered every question: "I heard that he went to Lord Minamoto's mansion."

Jingujiquan's hand that used to touch the fox's fur froze, stopped in mid-air for two seconds, and then took it back with guilt for some reason: "Yuan... Laimitsu?"

Tamamo, who was waiting to be touched, didn't feel the familiar weight. When she opened her eyes, she caught the flickering hesitation on the human face.

hesitate?What are you hesitating about?

The fox demon, who is good at perceiving people's hearts, tilted his head, and suddenly realized that the barrier that always existed between him and half of his body had a breakthrough point.

Yuzaoqian is definitely one of the most intelligent existences among the great monsters. The nature of the fox clan makes him very good at gaining favor among humans. He also knows that it is impossible for a human being who has never met him to regard him as the most important existence, so He has always been with him in the form of a fox, subtly invading his life like a most competent pet.

Hunting is an instinct for beasts, and the most indispensable thing is patience.

And Tamamo was very patient.

Not only that, but he has not been idle these days. Apart from serving as a qualified mat, blanket, quilt, and hand warmer, he has also pondered a lot of doubts here and there.

More than ten years ago, he fought with Shuten-douji in Dajiangshan, and the reason has long been forgotten. Fighting between big monsters is nothing more than normal, and bloody fighting between monsters is also common. It takes a while to cultivate.

So he was not very angry when his tail was torn off by Jiu Tun, anyway, he also smashed Jiu Tun's ghost horns and half of his face to pieces.

But when he went down the mountain and took a nap to regain his strength, when he thought of picking up his tail, he looked back and found that the tail was gone.

It didn't simply disappear in place, but the aura was concealed, as if a part of him had been hidden, which made Yuzao extremely uncomfortable. He searched around the capital and couldn't find it. In the end, he could only It must be hidden by some onmyoji.

...Hide it, just hide it, it doesn't matter to Yuzao, anyway, as long as that bastard dares to take it out, he will feel it immediately.

So in these years, he didn't take this matter to heart any more. He just looked for it occasionally when he remembered it, and ignored it if he couldn't remember it.

Then one day, when he was sleeping on the warm haystack, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, and the continuous and intermittent tingling pulled him out of his sleep. The feeling that could not be described in words stimulated him He almost went crazy, and he tore down the hill where he lived temporarily. The trees in a radius of a hundred miles seemed to have been destroyed. The hill turned into a canyon, and the river valley became a plain. He forcibly turned it over and over again three or four times .

The trembling little monsters at the foot of the mountain couldn't run away, and didn't dare to hide. They could only shake their bodies to endure the pain of being crushed by the monster power, and waited until the first ray of sunshine rose the next morning. At that time, the magnificent big demon Yu Zaoqian stopped in front of them in human form.

The big demon who turned into a human for the first time in several years has enough demeanor to confuse all creatures, his eyes are shining with a strange light, that expression makes even the most daring little monster dare not look at him again, trembling and shrinking himself group.

Is that his half body?

Tamamo looked in the direction of the distant Heian-kyo, he sensed his own broken tail, and at the same time, he also sensed another more important existence.

It was the roar of the beast entrenched in the depths of its instincts. It anxiously grabbed the ground with its paws, and let out a deep low cry from its throat. It called to its own half, like a never-ending bird calling to land. foot branches.

…He will bring all the most beautiful things in the world, he will give all the treasures and beautiful jade that all human beings love, he will take out the most gorgeous satin and softest silk, and give it to him that is unique.

Yuzao used a juniper fan to cover the bewitching and crazy smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I want to see a palace here when I come back." He said slowly, resisting the desire to run away in his heart, and restraining his trembling voice, "Use the best material, the most comfortable Gorgeous decorations store everything that human beings love."

The little demons looked at each other for a while, and one of them dared to tremble and asked, "May I ask Mr. Yuzao...is he going to marry a bride?"

Although big monsters are human-like, they really don't have high requirements for where to live. After all, their essence is still different from human beings.

Such a request will only appear when the big demon wants to collect humans.

Humans are too fragile, they will die without a good nest, they will die without warm and soft food, they can’t even hunt, and they will die if they are exposed to rain...

"It's more important than that." They heard Yuzao murmuring in a low voice, and then the wind picked up suddenly, and the big monster disappeared in place.

The induction of the half body is much stronger than that of the broken tail, as if the lost soul is calling for the other half. Tamazamae was stopped in front of the enchantment in Kyoto. This enchantment was arranged by the onmyoji who built Heianjing. Powerless, he didn't even release the huge monster power, but popped out his claws, scratched it lightly, and tore the barrier as easily as tearing a piece of paper.

Without hesitation, he stepped into Heianjing, which he hadn't stepped into since Ge Ye's death, and then smelled the smell of his tail.

Hmm... it's in the northeast direction... same as his half body... Huh?

Yu Zaoqian smelled it again, jumped up to the roof briskly, stepped on countless bricks and tiles, and rushed to the place where his soul was missing.

The closer he got, the more accurate his judgment was. The lost soul and the lost body actually merged into one. This was simply God's favor for him.

Then he stopped in front of that humble mansion, enduring the boiling joy and the roaring urge to crush and overturn everything that stood between them, and threatened the son of an old man who was about to leave hand: "I am here to welcome my half body."

He could clearly see that his half body was not the soul here, otherwise he wouldn't be living on his severed tail, and he was more concerned about whether he would leave.

That Fusangshen gave him a sense of threat, and he looked at himself with a faint confidence, as if he had decided that he couldn't follow his half body forever.

Tamamo sat next to Izumi Jinguji, donated her tail as a hand warmer, then rested her head on his lap, narrowing her long and narrow fox eyes.

No one can take his people away from him against his previous wish, no one can.

****

On the other side of Genji's mansion, with the help of the spiritual power in Tsurumaru's body, many complicated avatars were removed, and the thread that belonged to Jingujiquan was drawn from the thousands of mourning gods, and it burned naturally. Fu Sangshen who appeared in the light opened a pair of amber golden eyes, looked at Abe Seimei who had summoned him in front of him, and opened a soft smile at the corner of his mouth: "Oh, aren't you the head of the house?"

Then, he drew his sword out of its sheath swiftly and aimed directly at Abe Seimei's throat. While doing such a fierce and violent thing, he still maintained a gentle smile: "But using the spiritual power of the Patriarch... ... who are you?"

The Taidao was blocked by another sword with a similar appearance halfway. Because of the different perspective, the light green haired Fusangshin saw Abe Seimei at first sight, but someone who would never see him.

Before he could be shocked for a few seconds, his rationality was pulled back by his brother's violent behavior, and he instinctively raised his knife to stop him: "Anijia! Wait a minute!"

Mustache held a knife in one hand, tilted his head to look at him, his eyes were clear and innocent: "Huh? O Doudou is here too?"

Kewan resisted the desire to complain, and took a deep breath: "Anijia, look at the side!"

——Is that Raikou-sama? !right? !He's not demented enough to hallucinate, is he? !

Yuan Laiguang and Yuan Boya sat aside, and witnessed the appearance of Fu Sangshen and the brutality of slashing people with a knife at a disagreement. Unexpectedly, Yuan Laiguang was not displeased by this. Laughing: "Okay! My sword, Minamoto Raimitsu, should have such arrogance!"

Yuan Boya: "..."

Brother, you just can't understand Seimei, right? !

Seimei, who was almost artificially subtracted by a head of height: "..."

You obviously have a problem with me, right? !

Then Yuan Laiguang asked lightly: "The Patriarch you speak of doesn't seem to be me?"