Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

"You, why, remember staying here?" The young man on the eaves, hammering the nails, tried to talk to the young man who was repairing the sliding door below. The appearance and temperament of the young man really didn't seem like someone who would choose such a dilapidated place to settle down. But that's how it happened.The handsome young man didn't even raise his head, "Didn't you also choose this place?"

The young man was a little dumbfounded. In fact, he had always regarded himself and the young man separately. They were not from the same world. He was also very clear that in the eyes of the young man, this world looked different.

The young man looked at the broken wooden frame and wished he could replace it with iron. He took a deep breath, lowered his head again, and carefully glued the broken place back together.In short, after sticking the paper, you can't see anything.Fu Meng put down the tools in her hand, raised her head, and looked at the half-body drug seller who was exposed from above, "Hey, Yao Lang, where are you going?"

Before the other party answered, Fu Meng thought about it, and finally decided to go up by himself. Afterwards, he slowly moved to the place where the gun was placed, and then slowly climbed up, although he also You can jump on it directly, but it's still done at the level of an 'ordinary person'.

The pharmacist noticed his movements, he just paused, and then went on to repair the roof, the small hammer hammered on the nails, making clanking, clanging, clanging sounds, one after another, very rhythmic.A furry black head protruded from the eaves over there, and the boy with golden pupils grabbed his loose robe and climbed up. When he was about to come over, his clothes were scraped.Fumeng, who was speechless, saved his clothes, then looked questioningly at the sleeves of the youth beside him, and asked, "Why didn't your clothes get scratched?"

No matter how powerful something is, it must pay attention to the laws of physics.

physics.

As soon as the young man thought of this word, he showed a very subtle expression. Various emotions of disgust, disgust, and having to pinch his nose to admit that it was useful were mixed together. A more appropriate description is that students are forced to learn even if they don’t like it at all. No subject, it is a kind of exhaustion from the inside out.The development of science has only been a few hundred years, but it has replaced theology, but it is not unreasonable.In comparison, science can better enlighten people's wisdom, get rid of the period of ignorance, and then work hard to survive.He doesn't dislike people who live seriously.

Fu Meng looked at the other party's gorgeous blue kimono, which was biased towards women. The pattern on it was like a pair of mysterious eyes, and it also looked like a butterfly with wings spread. That kind of dress, combined with the makeup on the other party's face , and the box on his back, now, he is definitely a strange guy.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but wondered again, "Is it really okay for you to dress like this? No one thinks it's weird?" He walked to the opposite side of the medicine seller and sat down.

Faced with his question, the young man tilted his head, but the movement of his hands did not stop. His water-colored pupils were like the surface of a hidden lake in the mountains, and the clear water of the lake shimmered in the sunlight. "I said, dressing like this is to attract customers." His words made Fumeng's expression a little more complicated, and the young man looked him up and down with eyes that seemed to recognize him again, before he opened his mouth: "You Guy, you also talk to people when you see people."

Talking to people when they see people, the next sentence is, talking to the devil.

The drug seller understood the meaning of the other party's words, and he smiled. "Otherwise, you're here to fix it?" He stopped his movements and handed the hammer to the lazy boy sitting aside.There are still completed and unfinished paper doors scattered on the ground below, but it can be understood that the boy doesn't want to do it for the time being.

Fumeng shook her head, "No, you can do this." His eyelids drooped, his legs were bent, and he looked like a lifeless black kitten.He revealed the truth without hindrance, "Let me do it, you have to be prepared that neither of us will be in the wilderness tonight." How is the image in the film, very straightforwardly exposed his shortcomings.

Hearing his words, the young man shook his head and continued to work without complaint.There is no way, he still wants to sleep in the house for the time being.

Floating dream shrinks into a ball, looking at the person in front of him, eyes covered by eyelashes are like gems hiding brilliance, the pure golden color is like amber buried in the ground for tens of millions of years, those old times, gorgeous , ancient, golden dreams and brilliance are hidden in it.

After the young man with light blond hair put away the hammer, which symbolized the temporary end of the work, he realized that at some point, the young man had closed his eyes.Shallow, steady breathing can only be heard when you get close.No matter what, the drug seller would never put the boy on the roof alone. He checked the height with his eyes, and hugged the boy with both hands. The boy's head rested on his shoulders, and he was still in a sweet sleep.

Some golden lines flashed past, and the young man holding the boy easily jumped down from above, obviously he was not as thin as he looked.

"Are you asleep now?" The drug seller lowered his voice, his eyes calmly swept across the pile of 'doors' on the ground, and then passed by without looking sideways, and put the boy into the room, which was not too big Since the house has no door, light and wind flow in.The long black hair is extremely smooth, just like its owner's somewhat undisciplined character, and it is spread casually on the tatami. Except for the door and the roof, the tatami and other things are still clean, including the table that the boy moved out of the house before. , the other party has cleaned it seriously.

The drug seller withdrew his glance, but he was thinking about another question. Does the other party seem to be someone who can do this kind of work with his own hands?The boy's hands are slender and slender, and they are more suitable for viewing as works of art than holding things. At worst, they are dancing on musical instruments, or holding a pen to describe everything in the world.So, what kind of magic is it.It is not surprising that there will be this idea.After all, what young people think is the truth.

Even though the memory of being a human being is too blurred, it can even be said to be almost non-existent, but he has experienced so many things □ he has spent such a long time alone, such a simple thing, he will still have a dream .

After confirming that the other party could not wake up for the time being, the medicine seller left there. He had more important things to do.For example, door repair.

He sat down at the place where the boy sat down before, and repaired the remaining door bit by bit. Even if he couldn't finish today, at least there was a door to the place where they slept.

The young man's hands are quite flexible, and he seems to be very skilled in this kind of thing, at least much better than Floating Dream.There is only quiet and peace in the light blue pupils, and the medicine seller narrowed his eyes slightly, so leisurely, it seems that it has been a long time.His movements are neither fast nor slow, but in terms of efficiency, they are much better than the boy's.Time passed in the blink of an eye.The sun has risen to the highest point, and the temperature has also become higher.

The boy lying on the tatami frowned slightly, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and finally opened his eyes slowly. The dizzying golden yellow was like fragments of gemstones, shining with beautiful brilliance.Fumeng sat up from the ground, resting her hands on the tatami, her eyes were still hazy, and the pure color was more dazzling than the sun.

"Fell asleep....."

The boy said this to the empty room, his voice sounded like a whisper, like a butterfly that would be easily disturbed.

Fumeng pulled some open clothes, stood up, and walked outside while rubbing her hair.Although the long black hair that almost reaches the ankles is a bit messy due to the sleeping position, it is still soft. If a woman who loves beauty sees it, she will feel jealous if she doesn't keep it neat.

"You... just leave it alone and let me come..." Obviously, this is enough.Fumeng closed one eye and yawned.The young man who was resting under the eaves turned his head sideways. There was no tiredness on his face due to continuous work. In contrast, the young man who had just woken up from sleep looked tired. "At least, tonight, don't be afraid that there will be no door." The drug seller teased, and looked at the young man with a relaxed attitude, obviously for each other, this was the first time they met in a real sense.

Fu Meng sat down next to the drug seller, his long black hair scattered all over the floor, but he didn't care at all, rather, he tried to cut off this long hair all the time, but there were too many people in the way.

"I remember that most of the time, you are more inclined to human beings." The young man couldn't control the slack in his body, and after realizing that the people around him didn't reject him, he simply leaned directly on the other person's body and found a comfortable place. Floating Dream narrowed his eyes.He played with his long hair with his fingers, his voice a little hoarse.

"Aren't you hungry?" Putting one hand in front of his eyes, he squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky. Even though he was so careful, the boy whose face was illuminated by the sun buried his face in the opponent's clothes, completely putting an end to it. the possibility of sunlight hitting the face.

The young man let the other party move with a good temper, "You are hungry, but can you cook?" The young man rubbed against his clothes like a small animal, and there was a muffled voice from underneath, "If you want to ask, of course I won't." Then Fumeng heard the other party say very calmly: "What a coincidence, I won't either."

Fumeng: No, I don't think you need to be so calm.

The boy who straightened up was speechless, and his expression was more vivid than before.Fumeng looked at the other party up and down, and found that the other party was indeed not lying, he fell back and closed his eyes, "So, what do you do?" He turned around, put his hands next to his head, his golden pupils were like overshadowed. "I don't need to eat." Compared with the drug seller, he doesn't care about what to eat at all, after all, this body has almost deprived of all physiological functions as a human being.Even if there is, he doesn't need it.The young man breathed quietly, giving people the illusion of falling asleep again, but the young man knew that he did not.

The drug seller blinked, "Yes..." He raised his head, closed his eyes, felt the light on his face, it was a little hot, but it made people feel happy, after all, he was alive One of the proofs.

"Let's go down the mountain then."

The seductive young man made his final decision with a calm tone and magnetic voice that did not match his appearance.The lying young boy hid half of his body in the opponent's shadow. He waved his hand and said in a casual tone, "Goodbye." His waving hand was suddenly held. He opened his eyes and saw the opponent's light golden hair and hair against the light. Water-blue pupils, just when he was about to use words to describe the other party's eyes, he heard the young man say: "You too."

The drug seller pulled him up with all his strength, his golden pupils were still a little confused, he didn't know why he wanted to follow, obviously he didn't need to eat.

Just when Fumeng was about to refute, the other party easily shook his mind.

After a while, the young man sighed rather reluctantly, "I see, why don't I go..." He tugged at his robe, and decided not to change after thinking about it, but he Returning to the previous room, I took out something from the small, unremarkable wooden box in the corner.

"Here." He handed the thing to the drug seller, and then put the thing in his hand on his face under the gaze of the drug seller. To be precise, a piece of white rectangular cloth covered the entire face, and the floating dream A knot was tied in the back of the head.At the same time, red patterns appeared on the white cloth like flowers. "This is?" The young man waved his hand at something like a talisman, "You can just stick it on your head." His statement was quite perfunctory, but it reminded the medicine seller of zombies, the talisman in his hand , obviously has the same pattern as the opponent's face cloth, but it is different in some places.After thinking about the other party's actions in the shrine, the young man felt that he probably knew what the young man wanted to do.

Perhaps for many people, this talisman is a kind of bondage, or even a proof of humiliation, but the young man stuck it on the right side very indifferently, and the falling talisman covered his right face. Almost instantly, he felt To some kind of connection.

The wide sleeves covered the young man's hands, and even drooped slightly. He used the sleeves to cover up his yawning movements, but because of the presence of the mask, nothing could be seen at all. "This thing can create illusions, so it's still easy to use." He said it casually and perfunctorily, as if it was a garbage product with no guarantee, but the young man could feel that the function that the young man said was probably just this thing A very small addition to the bar.

But he didn't intend to say anything, let alone stop or take other actions, "Now that the preparations are over, let's go." One person in front and the other behind, went down the mountain in a leisurely manner.

[In human imagination, it seems that the gods only need to drink and have fun, live recklessly, possess power, status, immortality, countless things that human beings can't get in their entire lives, but in fact, it is simply impossible .

The so-called gods are no different from ordinary people at all.

This matter is something I realized on the first day I became a god. 】

Teenagers and youths who covered their entire faces or half of their faces stood on the busy street. People came and went in a hurry. Many people were looking for what they wanted to eat, or hurried home. The two of them were almost the same Other people on the street are out of place, no matter in terms of dress or temperament.But the people around didn't seem to notice them, they passed by them calmly, at this moment both of them understood that the cloth and talisman paper on their faces were still easy to use.

but......

The medicine seller saw a fox passing by. Before humans, there were many monsters interspersed in it. They were like humans, selling wine and food. It can almost be said that this is another world.

The alluring young man lowered his head slightly, his light blue pupils were not threatening, and he seemed to be smiling. He asked the young man who covered his entire face, couldn't see his expression clearly, but could sense the other party's emotions: "Excuse me, What exactly did you give me?"

Fu Meng was silent for a while, and then pulled out the only remaining memory from the very long memory, and said in a very hesitant tone: "Probably, um, it is related to gods and shikigami, items?"

It wasn't his illusion that the young man put his hand on the boy's head. The boy's height was much shorter. He used to have a figure between the boy and the young man, but now the other party is completely in the figure of a boy. "Do you think something is wrong?" The young man who was asked was silent for a moment, then turned his head, paused, and raised his head slightly. He lifted one side of the mask, revealing golden eyes, with the eyes of his youth. The round pupils are less sharp than before. "I feel it now, if you will."

Fumeng put down the cloth and covered his forehead, the clothes that were originally suitable became a little wider, he groaned, "How could this happen..." If he still doesn't know what's going on, he is a fool up.There is a line between the two people, which symbolizes the line of gods and shikigami.Although it is not impossible to cut off, but doing so may be dangerous after all.

"I'm sorry..." The boy sighed and apologized in a low voice. It doesn't matter what his intentions are. The problem this time is all because of his carelessness.His golden pupils dimmed under the white cloth, originally he wanted to help the other party.He probably can't do anything except destroy.

"It's okay, Your Highness doesn't need to say sorry to me." The young man with a coquettish face smiled, "I don't know, where does Your Highness want to go for lunch?" This appearance, completely adapted to the sudden change of his identity, Fu Meng raised his head, The corner of the mouth under the mask twitched, and the speechless mood spread to the other party, "You don't have to adapt so quickly."

The drug seller felt the annoyance and sadness in the other party's heart, and a smile flashed in his eyes. Because of the changes in his body, his spirit was also affected. "I think this time it will probably be a good experience." The young man looked at his palm, clenched his fist and stretched it out. It was not his own, but the power of another person was flowing in his body, but the power with a tyrannical aura was peaceful. Incomparable.

Fu Meng pursed her lower lip, "I will solve this problem as soon as possible." The days when the other party is restrained will not be too long.The atmosphere between the two has returned to the previous calm, and this incident does not seem to have affected the two of them.Under the smile of the other party, the young god pointed to one of the shops and decided on their lunch.

Walking into the store, the aroma of food came over the surface. Not only that, but both of them felt the smell of a family called fireworks.It is angry, human beings are beautiful and ugly, scary and fascinating creatures, full of life, but there are many dark creatures.

However, it has another name, which is ordinary daily.

It is something that the young gods have longed for countless times, but they can't get it no matter what.The two sat down on the table, and just about to order, they were stopped by the voice, "Hey, there's someone here!" The two raised their heads, and sitting opposite was a teenager with dark purple hair, wearing a sportswear, Protesting.

With just one glance at the other party, the young man already understood the other party's background. He covered the lower half of his face with his sleeve, and the patterns on the white cloth were clearly the same as those of the young man's talisman papers. Up and down, there is a smell of 'disaster'." The boy who was protesting suddenly stopped, and the expression on his face suddenly became cold, his sky blue eyes were like the vertical pupils of a beast, tightly Keep an eye on your prey and enemies.

"Ah, you guy..." Yetou frowned. The guy in front of him had a strange aura. If I had to describe it, it was like fog. , even he almost mistakenly thought that the other party was an ordinary person.Just when he was about to say something, he heard another young man in the other party say to the waiter: "This and this, and another glass of milk."

"Hey! Listen to me!" The boy furrowed, he saw the boy raised his hand, just when he thought the other party wanted to talk to him, the other party covered his mouth with his sleeve, and slapped him a little sneeze.Immediately, people around the other party asked concerned, "What's wrong?" The drug seller was very concerned about the other party's physical condition. Obviously, the boy was not the type who would catch a cold and get sick.

Fumeng kept moving, looking like an aristocrat in the Heian era, extremely elegant, "No, I also had a dream when I was sleeping before, probably, there is something wrong."

The dreams of the gods are powerful, especially for those who have reached the realm of floating dreams, any abnormality indicates something.

Yato watched the two talking like a riddle, and circled his eyes, "Wait, wait! Are you listening to me?!"

I don't know when the young god held a folding fan in his hand, facing the guy in front of him, he opened his lips and said, "Irreverent, what about Fengya as a god?" With one sentence, two sharp swords pierced through the fan. Yato's heart.

"But, damn it, where is the god..."

"Report your name." The face covered by Fumengmian was extremely calm. The young man beside him didn't have any thoughts. Rather, his attention was entirely on the young man beside him. , It is also very difficult not to make people feel cute and heart-wrenching.

The emotions belonging to the drug seller were instantly sensed by Fumeng. He didn't hate the other person's emotions, but felt a little helpless.

The purple-haired boy could only see the opponent's black hair, and the white and red-striped face cloth, he sighed, "Yato." He would not ask the opponent to name, even if he is a god, he is very high-level.What's more, he couldn't see through either of the two people in front of him, so why bother asking for trouble because he would offend the other.The young god seemed to appreciate his attitude very much, "You are very knowledgeable about current affairs."

A dangerous light flashed across the golden pupils under the floating dream mask, "If you have no place to go, you can go to my place for the time being, but you have to pay something."

Yato looked at the two of them carefully, and after all, he had nothing worth deceiving the other side, so he readily agreed to the other side's request.I didn't think about it at all, why I was invited by two guys who looked amazing.

Picture what?

[The young god and his shikigami.

The boy god and the shikigami of that. 】

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