The working dog Gou only wants to eat the mantra

Although I was very excited, but in the end it was nothing, because not only the fields in the main pill were barren, but there were not many living things in the back mountain.

In the cracks of time and space where the god judges have been lost, only these swords who are on the verge of madness are still alive.

If there is no Jiujinpo, maybe they can survive for a while relying on the spiritual power that Fox plundered everywhere, but they can't resist the dark fall, and eventually become irrational monsters.

For Token Fusangshin who was summoned for the purpose of protection, this is probably the saddest and ironic ending.

They are lucky not to fall into complete despair, but sometimes, opportunities need to be seized actively.

Sanri Yuezong brought Jiu Jinpo back to his room. He didn't speak, but slowly opened the door of the cupboard, and took out a quilt from inside.

"It's been in there for a long time, and I don't know if it can be used." He laughed twice: "If Mr. Jiujin doesn't care, I can sleep with you in my arms, Grandpa."

Jiu Jinpo touched the quilt, and there was an old wooden smell, which was not unacceptable.Moreover, he is not a pampered little monster. The days of living in the wind and sleeping in the open, using the ground as a bed and the sky as a quilt have passed, how could he dislike the quilt that was just put on for a while.

"Let me come." Seeing that Sanri Yuezong's movements were quite unfamiliar, he simply walked up and spread the quilt in a few strokes: "Shall we sleep together at night?"

"If Jiujin-kun doesn't want to, it doesn't matter if I change back to the main body." Sanri Yue Zongjin smiled, and he took off the dagger hanging from his waist and put it aside: "Everyone will sleep in the main body in order to save spiritual power. "

"Turning into a human form does consume spiritual energy." Jiu Jinpo nodded thoughtfully.

He sat cross-legged on the mattress, raised his head and asked, "What would Mr. Sanriyue want to ask me?"

"You can just call me by my name." Sanri Yuezong approached him and smiled: "Although it is the incarnation of Fusangshen, it is a sword after all. It feels strange to add honorifics."

"Okay, Sanriyue." Jiu Jinpo readily agreed.

The smile on Sanri Yuezong's lips deepened. He walked up to the young man and leaned closer: "I still don't understand how you absorb the dark breath."

Jiu Jinpo didn't know what he didn't understand, so he felt that he was shrouded in shadows, and his cold fingers slid across his cheeks, lifting his chin.

"Wait..." Gougou turned pale with shock.

He was pinned down on the laid quilt, and the smell of cotton that had been placed for a long time mixed with the cold breath of Sanri Yue Zongjin's body, which made Jiu Jinpo's whole dog confused, his eyes widened pitifully, not knowing how to react.

Gouzi's lack of experience makes him wonder what the other party's behavior means, but it is definitely not love at first sight, robbery and other things mentioned in TV dramas.

Before the sudden kiss fell, he finally realized that he turned his head to avoid it.

"Jiujin-jun." San Riyue stopped and pressed against his ear, her voice seemed to have a lingering smile: "Does a monster care about such things?"

"Of course, of course I care." Jiu Jinpo stammered, curled up her hands in front of her chest as if there was no place to rest, thought about it and felt wrong, and stretched out her hand to push: "Jie said that only friends can kiss, and you have to Ask for the other party's permission first."

Sanri Yue Zongjin didn't move, he supported the bed with one hand, held Jiu Jinpo's wrist with the other, and asked slowly, "The Jie you're talking about is human?"

"...Yes." Jiu Jinpo didn't understand why he asked.

"As far as I know, in human communication, kissing is not an act between friends." Sanriyue Zongjin said with a smile: "Have you ever considered that this friend has other intentions for you?"

"Others... You mean that Jie likes me?" Jiu Jinpo frowned, and even forgot the current situation because of shock: "Is it the kind of love that wants to mate!"

"It's possible." Sanri Yuezong nodded seriously.

Jiu Jinpo's mouth was wide open in shock, and it took him a while to find his own voice: "It's not impossible, Jie's ideal type is obviously..."

He pondered for a while, and found that he thought Xia Youjie's favorite type was Fuheshier, it was all because of the illusion, but according to Gojo Wu, the illusion showed not the ideal type, but the most desired thing.

Maybe Xia Youjie saw Fu Heisher in the illusion because he wanted to beat him up.

The puppy opened his eyes stupidly: "So Jie may like me... He clearly said that he wanted to be friends with me."

"Jiujin-kun doesn't like him?" Sanri Yuezong asked with interest.

"I only regard Jie as a friend." Jiu Jinpo said very affirmatively: "I am a monster, and he is a human being. There will be no good results together."

"Indeed, monsters have different paths." San Riyue nodded in agreement: "To deal with this kind of thing, instead of making him hopeful, it's better to cut it off directly. It's not a bad choice to disappear forever in his life."

"It's wrong to disappear directly, at least we should say goodbye." Jiu Jinpo frowned, suddenly realized that something was wrong, San Riyue was still pressing on him, why did he suddenly discuss his relationship issues!

He hurriedly pushed Sanriyue again: "Get up and drive!"

However, San Riyue didn't move at all, and even lowered her head to get closer to him: "What do you think of my taste, Mr. Jiujin?"

"It's very fragrant." Jiu Jinpo was shaken by the fragrance, and subconsciously replied truthfully.

"I've been observing you." Sanriyue said with a smile: "At first I thought that Lord Jiujin only feeds on the breath of darkness, but after observation, it seems that all energy can be your food."

"So?" Jiujinpo said sternly on the outside and on the inside.

"After eating, Jiujin-jun's own spiritual power has also been greatly improved." Sanri Yuezong stared at him for a while, until the dog hook was so furious, and then suddenly changed the subject: "Of course, Jiujin-jun It is our benefactor, and I will not probe into your secrets."

He winked at Jiu Jinpo, even in this uncomfortable posture, Jiu Jinpo was still dazzled by him.

In fact, Gouzi can't get the beauty and ugliness of human beings very much. Even Gojo Satoru has more presence in his eyes.But Sanri Yuezong is different. Compared with human beings, he is more like an ancient god, detached and sacred. Even at this moment, it seems to be just a casual downcast.

But under that, there is still danger that he can't explain clearly. It seems that there are countless undercurrents hidden on the surface of the sea. At first glance, it looks calm and peaceful, but as long as you touch it a little, you will be involved and unable to get out.

Jiu Jinpo shrank subconsciously, her dog ears raised vigilantly: "What exactly are you trying to do?"

"Don't be nervous." Sanri Yue Zongjin stretched out his hand to smooth his hair: "I just want to verify some guesses."

He pondered for a moment, then explained: "The Dark Fallen breath you inhaled is just the part that spills over our body surface. At this speed, it would take at least half a month with a sword to extract the Dark Fallen from the body. "

There are more than a dozen knives in this pill, even if you eat them all the time, you will have to eat them for a year or so.

Jiu Jinpo also thought of this question, and licked his lips anxiously: "Didn't you say that you can send me back to the time when I left?"

"Foxosuke can indeed do it, but without the spiritual power of the God Judge and disconnected from the government of time, its control of the teleportation array is not accurate." Mikazuki Zongjin said slowly: "Maybe it can now Send you back to the time, but the waiting time is long..."

"Then what should we do?" Jiu Jinpo asked eagerly.

At this moment, Sanri Yuezong stopped talking, and Shi Shiran stood up and sat aside.

Jiu Jinpo also sat up and moved towards him: "Why don't you talk?"

Because Gouzi is so easy to deceive, like a blank sheet of paper, he, the person who tried to smear, hesitated for a moment.

But thinking of the current situation of Honmaru, Mikami Tsukimune still said: "Maybe there is a way to speed up your smoking speed, but I need to try."

He smiled and looked at Jiujinpo: "It's a pity that Mr. Jiujin seems a little unacceptable."

"The method is to kiss, kiss?" Jiu Jinpo was stunned: "Why?"

"Do you know about replenishing spirits?" The smile on Sanri Yuezong's face deepened: "Exchanging bodily fluids with gods or big monsters can replenish one's own spiritual power. I just thought of this, so I wanted to try it."

"It sounds like dual cultivation." Jiu Jinpo subconsciously said.

"Is it the one from the east?" Sanri Yue Zongjin showed a thoughtful look: "Comparing the two, they should be similar."

Jiu Jinpo scratched his head: "No way...this kind of thing should be with the person you like."

"It's just a way." Sanri Yuezong tilted his head: "It doesn't have any emotional color, and naturally it doesn't contain other meanings."

He looked at Jiujinpo's bewildered expression, and said with a smile, "Don't Mr. Jiujin want to go back and see his friends sooner?"

It's natural to think about it, but this method is very strange.

Jiu Jinpo patted his head.

His views on kissing and the like are basically derived from human society. As a monster, he didn't seem to take it seriously at first.However, the memory of the early days of birth was hazy, like looking at flowers in a fog, and I couldn't see clearly.

"I'll think about it again." He muttered, "Anyway, there's still time."

Sanri Yuezong smiled: "It's okay, this kind of thing naturally requires Jiujin Jun to be voluntary, and I will think of other ways."

He patted the bed: "It's late, it's time to rest."

Jiujinpo turned her spiritual power and changed her clothes into little yellow duck pajamas, and under the gaze of Sanriyue, she got into bed, and said uncomfortably, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"At night, I will change back to my real body." Sanri Yuezong closed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Without the supply of spiritual power, we cannot reveal our human form for a long time."

Jiu Jinpo stared at him with two eyes under the quilt, but didn't speak.

Sanri Yue Zongjin lightly touched his pointed ears protruding from the quilt: "Sweet dream, Mr. Jiujin."

After all, a few cherry blossoms scattered, and when the delicate petals touched the ground, they turned into light spots and dissipated in the air. When I raised my eyes again, the god who was sitting in front of me just now had disappeared, leaving only the Taidao in the distance.

Jiu Jinpo poked out a little to make sure that Sanriyue's breath was restrained in the knife, heaved a sigh of relief, and lay down in the quilt relaxedly and fell asleep.

The author has something to say: Xia Youjie: Did you seriously think that my ideal type was Fu Heisher?

Fu Heisher: ... yue

Xia Youjie: ...yue!

Saying it’s adult time is adult time, it’s not grandpa time drinking tea (kimbo)