[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

——[Is the dream of the gods really just a simple dream? 】

"of course not."

Ibaraki Doji said categorically, adding an even worse remark to Shenshang Zhuli's already bad sleep the night before.

The soft quilt and the warm embrace of the lover should add up to double the joy, but it is a pity that our god boy had a nightmare all night.

...Well, it's not appropriate to say that it's a nightmare.

For a whole night, Zhu Li felt as if he had fallen into a grotesque spiral world.

The gloomy sky, the vortex like a black hole, and the whispers that were too small to be heard reappeared repeatedly in his dreams. Even if he woke up halfway and fell asleep again, it was still the same dream.

sleepy.

Shenshang Zhuli stood in the middle of the courtyard with drooping eyelids, and yawned sleepily again, with the resentment of leaving his lover and bed early in the morning.

On the contrary, the big monster Ibaraki is an unexpected spirit.

Probably because the days of rest had accumulated enough strength, the big monster rarely fell into a deep sleep as usual, but sat on top of Zhu Li's head full of energy, watching his son clean up the shrine.

An orange-red maple leaf floated down from the tree, brushed Zhu Li's black hair, and was swept by spiritual power into the pile of fallen leaves gathered on the ground.

The biggest change after autumn is that there are more fallen leaves at the Aragami Shrine.

The cherry blossom trees that will bloom in patches in spring now only have branches left. Together with the maple trees in the courtyard, they cover the blue stone steps of the shrine with a layer of withered yellow leaves.

"Uncle Ibaraki, have you ever had a dream?"

The black-haired priestess asked casually while manipulating the fallen leaves with spiritual power.

The ten-centimeter monster who was questioned was sitting cross-legged on top of Zhu Li's head with his arms crossed and his short legs crossed.

"Useless questions, only human beings dream all day long."

Useless human Zhu Li: ...Oh, it seems that there are no more.

One person and one demon did not speak again, and the courtyard was restored to cleanliness.

Zhu Li temporarily put aside the weird dream and concentrated on cleaning, while the white-haired demon had a sullen little face, and his golden eyes fell on the fingers of the black-haired priestess who gathered spiritual power, watching the boy use his spiritual power to be lazy and blow away The extravagance of garden leaves.

Zhu Li's spiritual power has already been filled to this extent.

The white-haired demon didn't show it on his face, but a trace of surprise flashed in his heart.

After Zhu Li finished cleaning and returned to the main hall to sit down, Ibaraki continued to speak, "So, Zhu Li, what did you dream about?"

Zhu Li was a little stunned by the overly solemn tone of the big demon, and it took a while to pick up the topic that had been disconnected for a long time, "...it's nothing special, but it's a little bit noticeable."

The black-haired boy spoke and raised his hands, palms up.

The villain Ibaraki jumped to the boy's palm knowingly, allowing Zhu Li to carefully put him on the table.

The table in the main hall of the shrine is very high, and the big demon who is only ten centimeters sitting on it can just look at the beautiful red pupils of the god Zhu Li.

Ibaraki Doji saw that Zhu Li's eyes were far away recalling the dream, and his expression seemed a little dazed.

"I saw... a black vortex appeared in the sky of Yokohama. I seemed to be standing at a very high place..."

"and then?"

"Then……"

Shenshang Zhuli lowered his eyelashes, and his face was so calm that he seemed to have returned to the dream of the night before. He had a premonition that the next message was the key point of the dream.

Zhu Li tried his best to recall the subsequent details——

For example, what is hidden in that black vortex-like thing, and what are the words that keep echoing in my ears.

But the harder you try, the whole picture is like a mirror covered with a layer of water vapor, and you can't see clearly what's underneath.

Zhu Li's state made the white-haired monster's face serious. He didn't interrupt the boy hastily, but waited patiently for the next sentence.

Finally, Zhu Li, who was trying hard to remember, his eyes lit up, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

The black-haired priestess gave a thumbs up and said confidently, "Then... I forgot hahahahaha——"

Ibaraki Doji: "..."

Chuya Nakahara outside the door: "..."

Tsk, you idiot!

A certain mafia who accidentally eavesdropped took a deep breath, barely suppressing the bright red throbbing cross circuit on his forehead.

Nakahara Chuya raised his hand, and was about to knock on the door to remind some idiot, but the conversation that came from the main hall again stopped his next move.

"Gods don't dream of useless things, Juri."

Ibaraki Doji's solemn voice came from the hall and drifted into the ears of the Mafia.

Nakahara Chuya's eyelids twitched outside the door, he slowly withdrew his hand, turned and leaned against the pillar of the shrine.

In the main hall, the conversation between a man and a demon is still going on.

This time, the white-haired demon's usually arrogant eyes revealed a rare impatience.

"Although I don't want to admit it, that guy Abe Seimei is right. The stronger you are, the more you can't ignore your dreams, especially for a shrine maiden like you who has a close relationship with the gods."

Ibaraki Doji stared at the black-haired boy seriously, and the meaning behind his words was self-evident.

Many times, the dreams of spiritual power users are predictions of the future, let alone the witches who communicate with the gods.

"Uncle Ibaraki means that my dream is probably related to the future?"

The white-haired demon nodded, and continued: "If it's just an ordinary future, it's fine, but Zhu Li, you are the priestess of the gods, and the gods will not let His priestesses have useless dreams."

Ibaraki-douji stared into the boy's eyes, as if hinting, and repeated the previous conclusion word by word.

"No...even if you say so, Uncle Ibaraki..."

Zhu Li, who was stared at by his parents deathly, scratched his head bitterly, "But I really can't remember."

"Really?"

Ibaraki Doji stared at Zhu Li for a while, and saw that the black-haired boy had no trace of guilt in his innocent cat eyes throughout the whole process, he turned his face away with a cold snort, shrunk into a ball angrily, and looked a little more dignified from his back.

Looking at the abnormal appearance of the big demon, Zhu Li always felt a little suspicious.

Although it is a topic of dreams, I don't know if it is an illusion, but I always feel that Uncle Ibaraki cares more than him... Wait, speaking of it, Sanmu and Aragami-sama seem to be...

Shenshang Zhuli rubbed his chin, thinking of the orange cat spirit who had been elusive these past few days without seeing a meow.

He glanced at the unresponsive god card that looked like an ordinary wooden card again, and decided to start with Uncle Ibaraki, an honest man (?) who is not good at lying.

The black-haired boy grinningly approached the big monster, and poked his index finger at the huddled monster,

"Uncle Ibaraki, you've been a little strange recently, is there something you're hiding from me?"

Ibaraki Danko who was poked trembled, her back was covered with beads of sweat that were invisible to the naked eye.

Ibaraki Doji suddenly yelled: "Yes, it's ridiculous! As a monster of the Great River and Mountains, how could I behave like a human being and hide secrets!"

Shenshang Zhuli narrowed his eyes and said in a dangerous tone: "Uncle Ibaraki, did Uncle Jiuten tell you that every time you feel guilty, you especially like to speak old sayings loudly."

Ibaraki Doji: "?!"

What happened? !

Godly Zhu Li: "So Uncle Ibaraki, be honest, you and Sanmu are sneaky, what are you hiding from me? Uncle Ibaraki, um? Uncle Ibaraki?"

Ibaraki Doji: ... Z, zzzzz

God Zhu Li: actually fell asleep? !

The black-haired boy Siyu stared at the big monster who fell asleep for a second, and sighed helplessly after a long time, pulled the handkerchief casually, and covered the little man Ibaraki.

This time, the only voice in the main hall also disappeared.

The black-haired boy was lost in thought while looking at the big monster's sleeping face.

It wasn't until the morning sun shone into the hall through the door and the clock rang nine times that Zhu Li suddenly came back to his senses.

The black-haired priestess kept kneeling and looked at the god she was serving, "What are you hiding, Lord Ragegami?"

"Is it about me?"

No one answered the witch's question, and in the huge main hall, there was only the sound of the breathing of the sleeping white-haired monster.

Zhu Li waited and was not surprised by this result at all.

After all, his family members are all this kind of Tie Hanhan who can't even type a word with eight sticks if he doesn't want to say it. Hehe, he has long been used to it.

Not angry, he's not angry at all... Damn!

The miko who was silently rejected by her own god stood up with a dark face.

He glanced at the big monster that seemed to be just a piece of ordinary wood, snoring loudly, walked out with a sullen face, and kept performing one hundred and eight kinds of torture techniques in his heart.

To be honest, this feeling of being kept in the dark by the collective is not good.

Especially those who hide from you are a group of people who can't lie.

Everyone's faces were so serious that they almost wrote "It's true that we have important things that we won't tell you, but it's okay, you don't need to know, we'll take care of it for you" in large characters.

The last time such a situation happened was when Zhu Li woke up and found that the monsters who accompanied him had disappeared collectively.

"Wait, I must check things out."

You idiots, don't even think about playing the old drama of "Silent Hero" behind his back.

The black-haired boy murmured angrily and walked out: "I swear by God, if I ignore another 'secret dignified face' today, I will eat the Kagura bell on the spot!"

Here Zhu Li had just thrown the floor and swore aloud, when he looked up, he saw the figure of his lover poking at the entrance of the main hall as if forced to stand.

Well, upon closer inspection, there is still a familiar secret serious face.

Zhu Li, who is about to perform eating Kagura bell on the spot: "..."

The author has something to say:

Cough, come, come, come, we are back!

I didn't intend to abandon the pit...it was a month ago, I had an operation ==

No one thought that a small problem that was never taken to heart

Due to working overtime and staying up late, it deteriorated rapidly

Then...the only option is surgery [Maomao shed tears.jpg

A month ago, I basically lived on painkillers, but I feel much better these days

Quickly ran back to write the final volume

Little angels rest assured, we promise!won't give up

We have all thought about the extra episode!I haven't written the IF line of Chuya and Zhuli yet!

Before returning to the company, I will write the daily update first~

See you every day at 11:10~

By the way tell us about this

Little angels!absolute!Absolutely don't stay up all night with a burst of liver!

If you feel any discomfort, you must go to the doctor as soon as possible.

No one knows, drag it behind

Is it medicine or a scalpel?【Fear after.jpg

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Known clues:

also dreaming

Mr. Chuya Nakahara is the full version

Only the edited version of the god boy is left

Julie is stunned

Really miserable

感谢在2020-12-1222:11:05~2021-01-1720:54:45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: 5 bottles of crab roe packs; 38751611, 2 bottles of Casablanca;

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