[Onmyoji] 36 tricks for chasing dogs

"Master Big Tengu..."

The Yatengu descended from the sky, the face hidden under the mask was serious, and he looked at Tang Qingqing hesitatingly, but the latter quickened his pace, but was pulled back by the big tengu: "It's okay."

Tang Qingqing couldn't break free from his strength, so she could only let him go, but if she used the demon power, it is not known who would win and who would lose with the Demon Slayer Sword, but for some reason, she subconsciously didn't want to hurt Da Tengu.

Tang Qingqing closed her eyes, looking very tired, and kept asking herself: What's wrong with me?Could it be that the so-called past life memory has such a great influence on me?

Yatengu responded, and spoke quickly: "Mountain Dajiang has been unstable recently. Ibaraki Doji was cut off by Watanabe Tsuna with his right hand, and he came to Zhishan to borrow Mumei. Will you agree?"

Big Tengu pondered for a moment, looked at Tang Qingqing, touched her hair bun, with hopeful eyes in his eyes: "Qingqing, would you like to come to Zhishan with me?"

Tang Qingqing glanced at him coldly, and asked without answering, "What do you think?"

Big Tengu smiled wryly: "I see, you... don't run around, wait for me to come back."

He already knew her answer in his heart, but Datengu couldn't help but wanted to ask again, for a moment he wanted to take her back to Zhishan regardless of her wishes, even if she hated himself, he was just too I miss her, I don't want to experience that feeling of powerlessness and despair again, and I hate my incompetence and cowardice.

Who is he?

Big dog!The leader of Zhishan, but when facing the person he loves, he is still the cautious young man who wants to hold her in the palm of his hand.

Even as dull as Tang Qingqing, he could feel the complicated and repressed madness of Datengu at this time, but he didn't understand why that feeling came from, so he just looked sideways: "Are you okay?"

Daitengu closed his eyes, his eyelashes covered those blue eyes with melancholy, and when he opened them again, he was calm and smiled gently: "It's nothing, Qingqing, take care, if you meet For unsolvable difficulties, I only need to blow this bone whistle, even if I am thousands of miles away, I can still hear it."

Tang Qingqing took the whistle in his hand. It had no fancy appearance, and it was very simple. It was unbelievably simple. She lowered her voice and questioned: "Dog whistle?"

Yatengu coughed lightly in embarrassment, and quickly bowed his head when the big tengu looked over, looking at his nose, eyes, ears and heart like an outsider, and remained silent.

He didn't hear anything, he was just a mural, if he had known that Ootengu-sama would spend his days here, he would not have come, and caused a lot of trouble for no reason.

That Shu Weng and Yi are so annoying!

Big Tengu put the bone whistle by his mouth, shook his head gently, both his tone and eyes were full of doting: "This is a bone whistle, made of my ribs, not what Qingqing said The... er... dog whistle."

Ya Tiangou couldn't bear to look directly at him, and lowered his breath, he won't eat this bowl of dog food!

"Although I am named Daitengu, I am not a dog, but a feather."

The bone whistle was placed by the mouth, and it blew a strange tone, as if he could feel the wind passing by his ears, but it was fleeting, without leaving a trace, it was a good sound transmission tool.

It was the gentle words of the drowning man, which almost made Yatengu unable to bear it, so he flapped his wings and flew away, but he still restrained himself. After all, he is the boss, and the first-rank official crushes people to death!

Tang Qingqing nodded clearly, indicating that she had been taught, and took the bone whistle back. Even though the big tengu explained it sincerely, in her heart, the bone whistle was still on the sidelines with the dog whistle.

The big tengu kissed along Tang Qingqing's hands holding the bone whistle, and a soft kiss landed on the back of her hand, bringing a numb feeling, like a feather brushing by, just like the feelings of a big tengu The same, not causing any trouble to others, but silently guarding her side.

Jiarou is unfortunate, but also lucky...

Tang Qingqing sighed, did she acquiesce that Jiarou was her previous life?

After being cursed by the ugly daughter of resentment, Tang Qingqing seemed to be relieved. Instead of cursing and resenting others, she could not get her own relief. Her heart was full of resentment, and she could only see the ugliness of this world, and eventually became a resentful spirit , It's just harming others and yourself.

Since the past has become the past, there is no need to entangle, after all, people have to move forward.

Tang Qingqing turned and left without any nostalgia. The big dog looked at her disappearing back, smiled gently, spread its black wings, and flew towards the sky.

When everyone was leaving, a monster in sky blue clothes blocked Tang Qingqing's way. If he didn't have any murderous aura on him, Tang Qingqing would have slashed at him with a monster-slaying sword.

However, the scholar blocked her way with a wolf hair, and looked at Tang Qingqing with interest: "Miss Tang, I wonder if I can take a step to talk, it will only take a short time for you."

Tang Qingqing looked at him warily, always feeling that it was not good this time!

The scholar took the notebook, and asked one after another: "I wonder if Miss Tang has anecdotes about Tangdu to share with me. Does Miss Tang have the idea of ​​starting Ping'an Jing Daily? What kind of monsters does Miss Tang like?"

In fact, the last question is the one you most want to gossip about!

Tang Qingqing looked at the small book in his hand speechlessly, she was completely speechless, the bookman seemed to refuse to let her leave without answering, so she could only put on a straight face: "I need to answer your questions one by one. "

"Well, that's true."

Shuweng nodded solemnly: "Then let's start now! Let's ask backwards this time, what kind of monsters does Miss Tang like? What is the standard for your dream lover?"

Tang Qingqing pursed her lips and squinted at the scholar, as if trying to see something in his eyes.

The bookman smiled embarrassingly, he would never say that it was because of the lifelong event of Ootengu-sama that he pulled down his face and made such an out-of-character behavior.

The monsters in Zhishan are all worried about the lifelong event of Ootengu-sama, unlike that Yi, who thinks about playing chess all day long!

"I don't like short people."

Shuweng hurriedly wrote it down, and Ootengu-sama completely disagreed with this point.

The lord is handsome and outstanding, although he is not as tall as the supermodel of the lord, but he is still proud of the whole demon world, even that face has become the spokesperson of Zhishan, attracting many female monsters who come to join him.

Shuweng has fully displayed the essence of a fanboy, and the big tengu is perfect wherever he looks.

"I'm allergic to shedding."

Shuweng propped his chin with the Langhao pen.

Shedding?It doesn't exist, Ootengu-sama loses feathers, not the kind of dog monster that loses its hair every season, so there is no doubt about it!

"I don't like scheming characters."

The scholar squinted his eyes, his big tengu-sama was as gentle as jade, gentle and refined, how could it be a scheming person?It must not be the adults who said this!

"Gone."

Tang Qingqing said three things in a row, but in fact, he wanted the scholar to give up directly, telling him that there was no need to match her and the big tengu, and there was no possibility between them.

"Gone!"

However, the book man had a look of surprise, which made Tang Qingqing puzzled. Could it be that this monster has something wrong with his brain?

The scholar took back his Langhao pen in a flash, and the two previous questions had long been forgotten: "That's good, thank you Miss Tang, I will tell the good news to Mr. Big Tengu first, we Talk to you next time!"

Tang Qingqing: "..."

Why do I always feel that we are not talking about the same topic?

Tang Qingqing didn't know it, because the conversation was completely recorded by the bookman, and it became the dark history of her fancy confession of the big dog.

The author has something to say: It's too late, the typo will be corrected tomorrow, and tomorrow I will continue to practice and clock in, sadly reminding me to go to work.