The working dog Gou only wants to eat the mantra

There was a sea of ​​blood in the dream.

Jiu Jinpo stood on the only clean spot, looking around in confusion.

This should be a dream... But he never dreams, and always closes his eyes until dawn.

And this dream is full of the smell of human blood, which is very bad. Jiu Jinpo wrinkled his face and looked around, wondering how to wake up from the dream quickly.

"Don't, don't—!!!"

Sudden screams came to his ears from a distance.

There is still life here.

Because the smell of human blood is too strong, his proud sense of smell can no longer distinguish the smell here. Fortunately, his hearing is not affected by the smell.

A kind-hearted Gougou can't just ignore death. After hesitating for a moment, Jiu Jinpo carefully avoided the blood on the ground and walked towards the side where the screams were coming from.

The closer you get, the more you can hear.

They are all human wailing, some meaningless screams, and some angry reprimands: "Monster, you are a monster just like them!"

"You were found by us with money, why did you help those two demons!!!"

Whether it was begging or cursing, it seemed that the man did not stop. In a short period of time, Jiu Jinpo could no longer hear any voices.

In this dilapidated small mountain village, the murderer seemed to be the only one left.

...It seems that there are still two weak heartbeats.

Jiu Jinpo quickened his pace and walked over, but froze in place.

He thought he would see a vicious criminal, such as the curse master mentioned in the college class, or some kind of monster, but standing in the pool of blood and corpses was someone he had never imagined.

"...Jie?" Jiu Jinpo opened his eyes wide.

He took two steps forward, stepped on the blood puddle in front of him, spattered his trouser leg with blood, sticky and smelly.

Xia Youjie seemed to be aware of the movement, and looked sideways to this side, the eyes with gentle smiles from both sides were completely dark at the moment, the tenderness and pampering he longed for seemed to disappear from them, leaving only the cold hatred.

Jiu Jinpo's Adam's apple rolled up and down, unable to make a sound under such gaze.

The young man came to this side, and the huge curse spirit followed behind him.

He stretched out his hand, with another smile on his face, Jiu Jinpo exhaled, and when he was about to hug him, the other party passed through his body.

"It's all right." The young man's gentle voice came: "The bad guys have all disappeared."

Jiu Jinpo turned her head to see him holding two bruised little girls into his arms, with a soft voice but a cold and menacing expression.

——This is not the Xia Youjie he knew.

Jiu Jinpo didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment. He couldn't tell the difference between Xia Youjie who smiled at the two children in the sea of ​​blood, and Xia Youjie who smiled and fed him the exorcised curse spirit as snacks. It was different, but he was clearly aware that something seemed to have been pulled from it and could never be retrieved.

Jiu Jinpo seemed to be nailed in place, only turned around to watch Xia Youjie lead the child out, and didn't even have the slightest intention to deal with the corpses all over the floor.

He wanted to catch up, but he couldn't move his legs. He just stood there and watched the opponent gradually disappear from his field of vision.

Jiujinpo opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the old ceiling, and there was only the scent of the dark breath in his nose.

It was a dream, Jiu Jinpo heaved a sigh of relief, but the scene in the dream was real and clear, recalling it now, he can still remember Xia Youjie's first glance.

"Jie has become more fragrant..." Jiujinpo murmured.

"What's wrong?" A voice suddenly came from the ear.

Jiu Jinpo suddenly came back to his senses, and found that San Riyue had transformed into a human body at some point and was kneeling behind him.

"It's okay." Jiu Jinpo shook his ears, feeling guilty: "It should be just a nightmare."

"I heard that people with spiritual power will have prophetic dreams." Sanri Yuezong laughed and said: "But if it's a nightmare, then just treat it as a nightmare."

"Precognitive dreams?" Jiu Jinpo bit her finger.

Although it was the first time I heard this word, I felt inexplicably that he could indeed have prophetic dreams, that is to say...it might not be a nightmare, but Xia Youjie's future.

Will Jay become like in his dream?

Just thinking about it made Jiu Jinpo feel chills all over.

He doesn't like Jay like that.

"I want to go back." He grabbed Mikazuki Zongjin's hand: "I want to go back and stop Jie."

"No." Sanri Yue Zongjin refused, and he held Jiujin Po with his backhand: "Jiujin Jun promised to help us, how can we leave now."

"I... I will come back to help you after I stop Jie." Jiu Jinpo bit her lip.

Sankai Yuezong shook his head: "Honmaru is in the crack of time and space. The flow of time between us and the present world is different. We probably won't be able to hold on to your return."

"But..." Jiu Jinpo's ears drooped: "I must go back, otherwise Jie will become very strange."

"Do you remember what I said last night?" Sanri Yuezong approached him suddenly, and the ending sound rose slightly: "As long as you swallow the dark falling breath quickly, we can send you back to that time point precisely."

Jiu Jinpo opened his mouth: "Want to kiss?"

Sanriyue nodded.

The pup was obviously panicked, he covered his mouth subconsciously, but remembering Xia Youjie's gaze in the dream, he hesitated and put down his hand: "Then kiss... kiss!"

As she spoke, a blush appeared on her jade-like cheeks, and even the tip of the dog ears on the top of her head trembled, and it was even a little hot to pinch.

Three-day Yue Zongjin calmly withdrew the hand that was pinching the other person's ear, and smiled magnificently with his eyes bent: "Jiujin-kun, don't be nervous, it's just a trial."

Although he said it silently several times in his heart, it was just an attempt, but this kind of thing was obviously too much for Gouzi. He closed his eyes tightly, and even his breathing was trembling.

The icy woody fragrance from Sanriyue's body was getting closer and closer, and she could even feel the other person's breath lightly sprinkled on her cheeks.Maybe it was too nervous, the time of approaching seemed to be infinitely stretched.

His hand was held, his fingers were interlocked, and he just sat up from the quilt and then lay back down again.

His breath seemed to thicken, and the dark breath mixed with a little spiritual energy poured in, which made him feel full for the first time.

"Well……"

Jiu Jinpo gasped, obviously just eating, but somehow felt an unbearable feeling of being washed all over his body, which made him unable to resist bouncing up, and was pushed back again.

When Sanri Yuezong let go of him, the whole dog had a silly expression.

It was the first time for him to eat so excitedly.

"This way the speed has indeed increased a lot." Sanri Yue Zongjin reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth, and then poked the exposed half of his pink tongue: "What do you think, Mr. Jiujin?"

Jiu Jinpo didn't think so.

Leaving aside the matter of kissing, if this feeling happens a few times, he feels that he must be a stupid dog, and he really can't bear it.

Before he had time to speak, the door of the room was suddenly pulled open. Tsurumaru Kuninaga leaned against the door, as if he was not surprised by their posture at the moment, but raised his hand with a squint and smile: "Good morning Ah, have you finished your breakfast?"

"!!!" Just as Jiu Jinpo slowed down a bit, his hair exploded again.

"You scared him." Sanri Yuezong proficiently kneaded his sharp ears with fried hair, and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "Jianjian knows that he has to knock on the door before entering a room."

"If you knock on the door, you won't be able to see such an interesting scene." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said with a smile, "And I came to find Jiujin-kun for a serious business."

"What's the matter?" Jiu Jinpo suppressed her sense of shame and poked her head out to ask.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised a finger: "I'll show you about Honmaru and the room you'll live in later."

"Hey..." Jiu Jinpo blinked.

It is true that after the kiss just now, he didn't really want to stay in the same room with Tsukami Munekin, but he didn't seem very comfortable with Tsurumaru Kuninaga who saw this.

"I'm the only one in Honmaru who has time to do this now." Tsurumaru Kuninaga lifted him up from the ground and walked outside: "I'll borrow it for a while~"

"Wait!" Jiujinpo remembered being forcibly taken away by a certain white hair under his arm, then looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga's white hair, and suddenly ptsd: "You don't have anything to do with Gojo Satoru, do you? "

"Gojo Satoru?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga held him, tilting his head to think about it: "Well... I don't know Gojo Satoru, but the swordsmith who forged me is Gojo Kuninaga. If I have to say something, it has something to do with Gojo."

Jiu Jinpo opened his eyes wide, feeling mixed in his heart that it was so and it was so, it was very complicated.

"Come on, I'll take you shopping from the gate of Honmaru." Tsurumaru Kuninaga patted him, and found that Kujinpo's clothes suddenly changed from pajamas to the original black school uniform, and raised his eyebrows: "This ability is very convenient." .”

"The previous clothes were left outside because I was hunted down." Speaking of this, Jiu Jinpo drooped her eyebrows in disappointment: "It's the first time someone gave me clothes."

Gojo Satoru's cat-eared maid outfit doesn't count, it's not clothes, it's a disgrace to Gougou!

"You can buy more clothes if you don't have them." Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes flickered slightly, and he changed the subject casually: "Look, that's the gate of Honmaru. When you came, you came directly from the time-space retrospective machine. You must not have seen it." over here."

Outside the Honmaru is the torii gate, but most of the vermilion paint on the torii gate has been peeled off, revealing the damaged wood underneath. With the surrounding barren land and dirty steps, it looks desolate no matter how you look at it.

"Ah... It's been a long time since I released the Honmaru." Tsurumaru Kuniyong scratched the back of his head: "Don't look at it looking a little broken now, it was still very spectacular before. We come here every day to clean the steps. The woods next to it are lush and lush. There will be colorful wild flowers in spring and summer, and there will be many fruits in the bushes in autumn, which look bright red, and your teeth will be sour if you eat it, and Xiao Guli will be tricked every time hahaha."

After he finished laughing, the expression on his face faded, and he stared at the wild grass on both sides, wondering what he was thinking.

Jiu Jinpo has seen all the swords in the present pill, but there is no one named Xiaojuli, and it may have been solved by the sword.

"This place will return to its original state in the future." He said suddenly, seeing Tsurumaru Kuninaga's look, his tone was serious: "I will eat all the dark fallen breath in your body, so that you can return to your original appearance , Honmaru will also recover. Although the dead cannot come back, you can take their share and live together.”

The author has something to say: Pull Jack out for a while

Gouzi's basic three views come from the little angel Natsume, so it's not too long and crooked, gratifying!