Goujuan is also helping her boyfriend pick up his arm today

It is still daylight, but the temperature is not low.

A firelight opened the first bright light of the day.Shou Hai will sit by the newly-raised fire by Goujuanji, with a bright orange reflection in his eyes, and finally compromises: "You are qualified, let's go."

He has always known that the fledglings who are about to leave cannot be tied to their side. They are destined to go to the vast but dangerous sky, away from their parents who can no longer shelter them.

Shoukai is very reluctant to part with Hyakkimaru, but he can only watch the child walk away step by step.

Hyakkimaru still has a lot of unfinished business and unfinished road, so he can't be with him forever.

And being able to accompany him...

Shouhai tried his best not to look at the dog Juanji who was hugging his knees and star-eyed eyes - the young master who abducted his son.

"Let's go." He repeated again, stroking the freshly washed hair of Baiguimaru with his big hand, the cold hair was warmed by the warm palm: "Take good care of Goumaki-kun."

"Salmon." Hyakkimaru nodded, and rubbed his head against Shoukai's palm nostalgicly. He put on new clothes today, which were new cloth bought by Shoukai with his consultation money, and a kimono that he made in three days.

There are two sets, the one of Baikimaru is printed in white, and the one of Goujukun is printed in black.

The color of the head hair is completely opposite to these two people, unexpectedly harmonious.

Like a pair of milk tea with contrasting colors, or the color matching of condensed milk and dark chocolate.

Shoukai bent his fingers and tapped Hyakkimaru's head lightly; "Speak well."

Hyakkimaru puffed up his cheeks, then changed his words silently: "Ang."

Shou Hai: "..."

hiss.

After so many years, he finally realized the feeling of a child's rebellious period.

It stands to reason that this is a serious matter that has troubled countless parents, but when I think of this rebellious period happening to Hyakkimaru.

Shou Hai felt that it was not a big problem.

He looked at the little daughter-in-law who obediently tugged at Hyakkimaru's sleeve, and his mouth was sore.

Was this change brought about by this young master?

Rebellious period.

How nice, rebellious period.

Hyakkimaru has a temper, is not well-behaved, talks back, and is dissatisfied.

Like a human Hyakkimaru.

Shouhai wiped two tears in his heart, one for Hyakkimaru becoming more and more cute, and one for the young master who is about to abduct his son, but is most likely to be abducted by his son.

How should this be calculated!

You said that the cabbage was crushed by a pig, but the cabbage is tender and juicy, and this pig... is also a young master from a wealthy family who is well-clothed and well-fed—!

In an instant, the cabbage turned into ground yellow, and Zhuzhu became a poor little child of noble blood who was tricked into working in the field by the cabbage all his life.

Shouhai looked at the two juveniles in black and white, and had a big love-hate entanglement between the parents of nobles and commoners.

What if... what if the young master looked down on Hyakkimaru at home—!

The more Shouhai looked at it, the more he felt that these two children were not good enough, that they were not a good match.

Hyakkimaru was bullied by the rich and powerful of the aristocratic family, and he couldn't help him as a barefoot doctor.

"Let's go." Hyakkimaru suddenly grabbed the anxious dog's wrist, slid down again, clasped his palm, and pulled him to his side: "Father."

Shou Hai couldn't say anything for a moment, his lips murmured, and finally he only sighed: "Let's go, I will always be here waiting for you to go home."

"Okay." Hyakkimaru smiled lowly.

Gou Juanji tightly clenched Hyakkimaru's cold fingers, and solemnly nodded to Shoukai who looked reluctant: "I will protect him well."

It's a promise and a curse.

Shou Hai finally smiled.

noon.

The temperature of the day finally soared to the highest/tide.

Goujuanji squatted under the shade of a tree by the river with Hyakkimaru, and the mountain wind blew by, bringing a little vitality to the steamer-like air.Dog Curly Thorn doesn't know what month it is, but if it is calculated according to the time before they came to this world, it is now the beginning of July, which is the time when the spell blows out.

Students' exams, the hot summer temperature, and the "golden month" when social animals change jobs and become unemployed.

It's all accumulated this month.

If the time is the same, it should be July now.

However, even in the hot summer, this temperature is not quite right.

Goujuanji wiped the sweat off Hyakkimaru's forehead with his sleeve, and frowned, pulled some withered grass leaves on the ground.

There are very few people around here, only tramps in ragged clothes passing by occasionally, or vendors passing by with stale vegetables on their shoulders.

The homeless and the merchants all went in the same direction.

Goujuanji looked around for a while, and saw that there seemed to be towns gathering in the direction these people were heading for. He made a decision immediately, and was about to stand up, when he saw Hyakkimaru's dry and peeled lips leaning against a tree trunk, embracing his knees. He frowned suddenly.

He took out a water jug ​​from the bag on his back and handed it to Hyakkimaru's lips. Goujuanji pressed the back of Hyakkimaru's neck with one hand, squeezed it hard with his fingers: "Drink."

Hyakkimaru was forced to raise his head and obediently swallowed the water.

Goujuanji kept feeding half of the water in the pitcher, and then he took it away with satisfaction when Hyakkimaru shook his head and rejected it unbearably. He wiped Hyakkimaru with his fingertips and his lips were wetted by the water stains. He wiped it all the way, thoroughly Let that dry floating skin soak away.He pressed Hyakkimaru's lower lip a little harder, leaned closer, and kissed his thumb.

Such an ultra-close touch makes the dog's heart beat a little faster, and the slightly messy breathing blends smoothly with the Hyakkimaru. The satisfaction of blending with Hyakkimaru's breath.

Like a poop officer who hasn't seen a cat for a long time, or a big dog who hasn't been close to its owner for many days, the dog curls his eyes and feels the warmth of Hyakkimaru's close proximity.

"Hello." A hoarse voice sounded beside them, and the dog curly frowned slightly. He had just noticed someone watching this side, but he didn't take it seriously, but now this person came up to talk.

Goujuanji let go of the Hundred Ghost Pills, and looked up at the speaker.

The man was wearing a tattered kimono, his face and hands including the bare/exposed half of his chest were skinny, covered with a layer of black mud, but his eyes were bright.

"?" Gou Juanji tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously.

The man quickly glanced at Hyakkimaru who was sitting next to Gou Juji, especially staying on the other's long hair and the arm under the sleeve for a while.

Then he was covered in black and blocked his sight.

Gou Juanji stood in front of Hyakkimaru, staring at the man with heavy eyes, and his face was full of fierceness.

The man took a step back intimidated by the dog curly thorn, he squeezed the worn hem of his clothes tightly with his fingers, stretched it out again, and said to the dog curly thorn organization, which was obviously dominant: "Then...well, are you going to a nearby town? ?”

The dog curled his eyebrows.

The man seemed inspired by the action of the dog rolling the thorn, he swallowed his saliva, and continued: "Well, I can take you there... as long as you give me a mouthful of dry food when the time comes."

Gou Juanji stared at the man with heavy eyes, and finally, suddenly smiled.

He squeezed Hyakkimaru's palm, and the black-haired boy poked his head out from his shoulder, and nodded to the man whose eyes were once again scorching: "Okay."

The smile on the man's face hadn't fully stretched yet, only to see the two men in black and white kimonos cuddling each other intimately, and it took a long time before they got up.

tramp:"……"

The homeless man led the two forward with a blank expression, not caring whether the black and white Shuangsha behind him followed.

And that ahead—

It is the country of Daigo.

In Daigo country, Daigo Jingguang fell down and reported the letter from his subordinates, frowned, and shouted at the panicked subordinates: "It's just that it hasn't rained for a few days, so I frightened you into such a stupid look! You are so timid and afraid of getting into trouble!" How to fight the next battle!"

The subordinates did not dare to look directly at Daigo Jingguang who was in a rage, and could only comfort him with trembling voices: "Dang...Of course it can't stop the pace of our Daigo Kingdom's conquest."

Daigo Jingguang felt better now, he raised his eyes to look at the extraordinarily dazzling sun, only felt that the sun in recent days seemed to be getting hotter, especially this week, the sun in the sky hardly entered the clouds, His country is whipped every moment.

Many people have already reported that within the past seven days, every day in the capital, there were people who were fainted by the scorching sun.

It's just that the merchants in the capital are still like this, and the situation of the farmers who cultivate the land in the big farmland will only be worse.

Daigo Jingguang recalled the words of the spliced ​​face demon god, and felt a surge of anger.

His weather is smooth, his country is peaceful and the people are safe.

Daigo Jingguang shook his sleeves sullenly: "Don't forget to harvest this year's crops!"

The subordinates looked embarrassed, but they could only watch helplessly as the king left the main hall aggressively.

Daigo Jingguang went to the Demon Temple—the temple.

The candlelight was dim and shadowy, and the obscure light outlined the figure sitting on the tallest demon statue. The original twelve demon statues were fragmented at this moment, and the demon gods who had inherited all the ambition and greed of Daigo Jingguang had already been devoured by his sacrifices. The seven seven eight eight.

Daigo Jingguang has not obtained the world that he exchanged for himself, but the demon statue has been broken, and his world is declining. The eldest son, who was used as a trading sacrifice by him, is approaching step by step this country that has been strengthened with his body. Mrs. Seam held back Looking indifferently, she watched her husband walk into that sinful temple again—the horror temple that ate her child.

—that is not a temple, that is the ferment of sin.

Mrs. Seam turned around and kowtowed to the severed head Bodhisattva again.

Daigo Jingguang didn't notice Mrs. Seam's gaze, he walked straight into the Demon God's Temple, the stone gate closed slowly behind him, blocking the light outside, and also blocked Mrs. Seam's back.

And in the hall, there was a real person looking at him with a swaying foot and a half-smile.

"Yeah—you're here?" Daoist lightly jumped off the Demon God Statue, and approached Daigo Jingguang who was kneeling on the ground, "How is things going?"

Daigo Jingguang lowered his eyes and looked at the hand on his shoulder that the real person put on, and then slowly moved it to the real person's face: "What are you going to do?"

The real person showed an expression as if he saw a clown's funny performance, he looked up and down exaggeratedly, and then poked his cheek with his finger: "What what??? I thought we agreed last time~ "

"Give me that Duobao Pill first, and then go catch the boy in the portrait!"

The real person pinched Daigo Jingguang's cheek, watching a monkey show: "Ah, don't you want to part with that so-and-so baby?"

"It's Duobaowan." Daigo Jingguang waved the real person's hand indifferently, he straightened up, looked down at the real person who was still squatting on the ground, and said coldly: "Daigo country has begun to dry, let the three demon gods get more Do some work."

He slowly revealed a smile, which was purely stretching the muscles of his face. It was not very good-looking, even an ugly smile. Coupled with the cross wound on the man's forehead, he couldn't tell who was the sinner from the real person for a while. Many demons.

"I found that guy."

The real person's eyes lit up instantly.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-2816:39:32~2021-06-2922:07:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: no 10 bottles; ... 6 bottles; temporarily miss you 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!