Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

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I want to know what I am.

Once I thought I was a human being, but then, I wasn't so sure.However, at least before, I was indeed an ordinary human being.

Sometimes, I wonder why Mr. A chooses to take me in.Guys like him, under normal circumstances, are the type to eat each other regardless of whether they are awake or not.There is no doubt that when I opened my eyes that day, he really wanted to eat me.

Resentment?Disgusted?

neither.After all, I said earlier that my heart was already disheartened back then, and even death could not shake me. Rather than dying alone and gloomy in a cold corner without any dignity, it would be better to be a ration, at least that I can prove that I still have a little use.

I remember when I talked about this with Mr. A a long time ago, he just kept smiling. When I asked him why he gave up eating me.He was still as calm as ever.

But no matter what, there is one thing I can't figure out. I am undoubtedly a human being. Although I have been separated from human beings, I still can't hide this fact.However, now I, when I step into the monster, my existence is different.

Humanity?monster?both?Or is it neither?

What am I?

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Mr. Fumeng was playing with the pen in his hand. He had been staying in the room for the past few days, so he was not in a hurry. After all, he did not submit an article to a certain magazine, secondly, he had no intention of publishing it, and thirdly, he had no intention of participating in the competition.Therefore, there is plenty of time for writing. When I feel inspired and want to write, I use two strokes. When I have no inspiration, of course I just do something casually.

However, always writing one thing will make people feel a little bored and boring.

Holding his chin, looking at the half-written manuscript paper, occasionally wanting to change his taste and write something else.

"It's nerve-wracking..."

Mr. Fumeng sighed, Natsume Takashi and Madara both went out to play, after all, they came to Kyoto, of course they had to have a good time, as for Abe Seimei, the other party was more interested in the present world, so they also ran out.Because they all ran out, the mansion seemed very quiet.

The man put down the pen in his hand, sat by the window, leaned lazily, and began to brainstorm ramblings. Of course, there was a more concise and clear word, dazed.

It's not that there's nothing to do, it's just that I don't have much interest, that's the real 'OK, whatever, whatever'.Mr. Fumeng closed his eyes, the sun was shining from the top of his head, it was warm, and the wind carried the smell of vegetation and water vapor, completely ignoring common sense.

After an unknown amount of time, Mr. Floating Dream yawned, which was the result of depression.Feeling bored, tired and irritable for no reason.The medicine seller naturally has his own affairs. In fact, he moves between hell and heaven. After all, there are two people who study Chinese medicine deeply.Moreover, this is not the world that the drug seller is in charge of. Thinking about it this way, I feel even more boring.

Mr. Fumeng clicked his tongue, he stood up, moved his body, everyone went out, and he was the only one left, since he couldn't write any more, he should go for a walk.

He did what he said, and not long after, he left the mansion and started walking on the street.

I have to say that with long hair and wearing a kimono, it is still a bit conspicuous on the street, but many people just glanced at it and looked away.

Mr. Fumeng raised his head suddenly, and opened the paper umbrella in his hand. The next moment it was set up, there were raindrops, and then it became bigger and bigger. This rain that protruded in summer made people on the street speed up Quickly, there were not many people on the street.

Mr. Fumeng rubbed his hair, "Tsk, I forgot."

The rain came suddenly, but it wasn't too weird. After all, the sky in June is like a baby's face, which changes as soon as it changes.At best, just complain about why the rain is so unlucky, and there will be no further content.It's just that Mr. Fumeng, who is wearing an umbrella, is walking slowly on the street, looking at ease.

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Natsume Takashi raised his head, stretched out his hand, and his palm was wet by the rain, "It's raining? No, I didn't bring an umbrella. When will this rain stop?" Natsume Takashi looked troubled, talking , and withdrew his hand.Natori Monday stood beside him and whistled, "This rain is really heavy."

The two hid under the eaves, chatting casually.Only Cressby looked at the sky, looking a bit distressed.

"Mr. is out. But it's better not to get caught in the rain." Crexby glanced at Natori Monday and Natsume Takashi who were still talking, and then focused on the rain, which was getting heavier and heavier .

That's right, this rain didn't come naturally, but was influenced by Mr. Floating Dream.

The so-called earthquakes, tsunamis, droughts, floods, cold waves, plagues, meteorites, etc., are natural disasters, which means disasters from heaven, and Act of God in English means force majeure.However, natural disasters and man-made disasters are always inseparable. The reason why it is called the king of natural disasters is only because it is the part of natural disasters that is most recognized.

Mr. Floating Dream, no matter where he is, he is a killer.

Crexby looked at the rain in front of her. This rain was just caused by Mr. Floating Dream's unintentional leak. It was not aimed at anyone, but the guy with spiritual power and demon power would definitely feel it. The unusual features of this rain, such as the faint to almost none tyranny contained in it.

If contacted for a long time, the spiritual power or demon power in the body will definitely be mixed with this tyrannical breath, and then it will be ridiculous.

But this is not an unsolvable problem.

Crexby calmly took out three umbrellas, "Master Natori, Master Natsume, I have an umbrella here, please."

Natori Monday and Natsume Takashi were taken aback, then took the umbrella.Crexbe explained very calmly: "As a servant, I must be fully prepared for my master." For a moment, her body was full of light, causing the eyes of Natori Monday and Natsume Takashi to flicker.

So, is this the perfect maid?So dazzling!Feel the breath of pride? !

The two of them held up their umbrellas and began to think about where to go.

"It's better to go to the mall." Natsume Takashi said so, he can take shelter from the rain, arrange his time well, and even choose some gifts for his friends.

To Ke Laxbe's blessing, Natori Monday's face was cast with vaguely recognized magic or spells, which is also the kind used by Mr. Therefore, as an actor, Natori Monday can only come out to play with Natsume Takashi, Otherwise, he will definitely be entangled by his fans.

The two stepped forward and entered the rain curtain. The mercury-colored long-haired maid followed behind them, and the raindrops fell on the umbrella, making a crackling sound.Occasionally, walking in the rain is also a pleasure.

Perhaps for Natori Monday and Natsume Takashi, the rain was nothing, it was because they had Kressbe by their side.Other guys are not as lucky as them.

On the other side, Abe Seimei also looked at the sky, showing a slightly surprised expression, but quickly disappeared.He subconsciously tapped his palm with the bat fan, "It's amazing." He was talking about not only the ability to cause changes in the weather, but also the breath contained in the rain.It's just the breath, but what about the power?

Abe Seimei looked at the outside world with a smile. Although it was just a rain, one could imagine that after the heavy rain, the air in Kyoto would become cleaner.

This is probably a good thing for people living in Kyoto, but I don't know what mood that feather fox is in.

One can imagine the mood of Yuyihu.

Kyoto is her territory, but this rain is tantamount to provoking her. The raindrops with other people's aura fell to the ground, and Kyoto was infected with this aura.Looking at it this way, it looks like they are fighting for territory.

Yuyihu frowned slightly, looking at the dark clouds in the sky.Recently, Nuliang Koipan haunted Kyoto and rescued the captured person, so the plan to seize spiritual power was postponed. "Damn slippery ghost." Yuyihu cursed in a low voice. At the beginning, Nuliang Huabai destroyed her plan. She cast a curse, but it was easily resolved, but the other party still chose to marry a human, followed by Nuliang Carp Partner.Slick ghosts, every generation of slippery ghosts are hindering her plans.The current feathered fox can't wait to take off the skin and bones of the slippery ghosts, drain their blood, and eat up their flesh.This is a great hatred, and she will never let the slippery ghost go.

Yuyihu exhaled slowly to calm down the hatred in his heart, but the flame did not burn out, on the contrary, it became more and more terrifying, just waiting for the wind to blow up, and it burned all over the sky.

"I will definitely give birth to my child. However, when did such a monster appear in Kyoto? God? No, it's impossible." Yu Yihu speculated in his heart about the origin of the rain, and the rain came too much. Suddenly, without warning.

Yuyihu pondered for a while, and something crossed his mind.Speaking of which, it seemed a bit strange to be around a young man with strong spiritual power that he had been eyeing at the beginning.

At that time, she only thought that it was made by Nuliang Kaiban, but thinking about it now, could it have something to do with the rain?

In this case...

Yuyihu opened his eyes and asked for all the original news.After all, she is a big monster, and being able to escape from hell proves that she is not simple.

With a slight movement of his fingers, Yuyihu scanned all the information, the strange place was too obvious, it looked like a trap.Yuyihu pursed her lips, this maid, this address.

Yes, she remembered.

Yuyihu narrowed her eyes, probably not long ago, the mansion there was suddenly covered with a barrier, she couldn't enter it, and she couldn't spy on it, but she didn't take it to heart at the time, now it seems that there is a reason, no matter what, Pay attention to this one.

Of course, this does not explain anything. After all, this young man with strong spiritual power also knows demon masters. Although Yu Yihu dismisses these demon masters, after so many years, there may be a solution, not to mention that the young man is accompanied by a group of demon masters. Only a big monster.The young man himself has strong spiritual power, and Yu Yihu doesn't think that such a person who is suitable to be an onmyoji has no mentoring.

In fact, Natsume Takashi really does not have a teacher. Although Abe Seimei put him in the scope of investigation, at present, he is just an ordinary boy with spiritual power.It can only be said that Yu Yihu's old-fashioned thinking made her miss the truth.Hey, Abe Seimei next door can still sit in the coffee shop and drink coffee. I can only say, my lord, times have changed.

[Wonderful rain.

Weird rain. 】

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The author has something to say:

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As the event progresses, I always feel that this copy will be very long.

I was thinking, is it considered difficult for Yuyihu to give birth? Has she had a difficult delivery for more than 400 years?

Yuyihu: This boy has a strong spiritual power, those old guys will definitely not be able to let go of balabalabala......

Actually

N: My lord, times have changed!

Mr. is really a killer, maybe you don't understand it, let me give you an example.

Normally, my husband doesn't particularly restrain his own strength, at most he wears several layers of clothes.The current husband is not only wearing many layers of clothes, but also forced to be half asleep and half awake.In other words, you can understand that Mr. is sleepwalking.Although the strength has weakened, the uncontrollable state has increased.

Mr.: Who am I?where am I?What am I going to do?