The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

Most likely, he just sneaked over from his busy schedule. Gojo Satoru didn't stay too long. After eating the cookies and drinking tea, he chatted with Naoya for about half an hour, picked up a piece of melon, and prepared to say goodbye.

"It's almost time, I'll leave first, and if I don't go back, those people I sent away will find out." Gojo Satoru took a big bite of the melon, puffed his cheeks and mumbled, "You have to come to Tokyo quickly, I'm really bored and bored by myself."

"Understood, you go back quickly, I will contact you when you arrive in Tokyo." Naoya smiled, and asked by the way, "Do you want to pack the remaining cookies?"

"Well, don't worry about it, there's not much left anyway, you can make it for me when you get to Tokyo?" Gojo Satoru hooked Naoya's shoulder with a playful smile, "At that time we can practice gymnastics together, I'll teach you."

"You teach me?" Naoya cast a sideways glance at Gojo Satoru, and joked, "Haven't you always been the envoy of [Cang] Ping A directly? What can you teach me? Besides, Shi Er is quite good at teaching. Alright, if you only talk about physical skills, I might be better than you..."

"..." Gojo Satoru, who wanted to refute from Naoya's first sentence until now, thought about it, but found that he had nothing to refute back, and was furious for a while, After holding back for a long time, I could only put down a harsh remark, "Don't regret it!"

Then he turned around, dropped the leftover melon rind, scooped up all the remaining cookies, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"...Are you angry?" Naoya shook his head amusedly, but to be honest, he wasn't particularly worried, did he take away all the cookies before seeing anyone leave?

Not long after, Zhenwang brought out the re-brewed black tea from the kitchen, seeing that Master Naoya was the only one left, he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Master Wujou has left?"

On the tea tray she was holding, there were two cups of re-brewed tea, apparently for Naoya and Gojo Satoru.

"Well, I just left, and I took all the cookies away." Naoya helped take the tea tray and put it on the coffee table, "Come on, give it to me, if you have nothing to do, you can take a good rest and eat a piece of melon ?” As he spoke, he gently pushed the fruit plate containing melons to Zhenwang.

"Okay, thank you, master." Zhenwang sat down obediently, took the small spoon that Naoya handed over, scooped out a small spoonful of pulp, and put it in his mouth. The sweetness of the melon instantly occupied every corner of the mouth, fresh and juicy The flesh of the fruit is like a dense smoothie, which quietly melts on the tip of the tongue, and flows into the throat unexpectedly, like honey syrup, but it is more refreshing and refreshing, without the overly sweet and sticky itching feeling of syrup.

"It's so sweet." Zhenwang couldn't help but sighed softly, then looked at Naoya, "Have you eaten, Master?"

"Eat early, the melon you bought is really sweet, I couldn't resist eating a few pieces," Naoya said with a smile, "If you come a little later, Wu and I will almost finish eating it. "

Hearing this, Zhenwang also laughed, "As long as the young master likes it, it doesn't matter to me, I originally bought it for the young master."

"There's no reason why I didn't eat a single bite of the melon I bought," Naoya muttered, but he also knew that Mawang really didn't care, so he changed the subject and said, by the way, the middleman who contacted you with news is called... ... Kong Shiyu, right? Did I have any news for you today? "

"Yes, he did send some new news about the movement of the Zenyuan family this morning," Zhenwang immediately put down his spoon when he mentioned the business, and replied seriously, "According to his informant, last night the Zenyuan house was originally There was a lot of commotion, and even alarmed the high-level conjurers, many people came and went, but after this morning, it became much quieter, and only a few members of the Bing organization were sent out to investigate."

"that is it?"

Naoya frowned and said, some can't believe it, it's not because he is narcissistic, he thinks how important he is, it's just that the whole body will never return, no matter how insignificant the body is in the monastery, plus his A son in name, he shouldn't just get things done hastily like this.

"Yes, but it was said over there, if there is any new news, we will be notified immediately." Zhenwang said equally solemnly.

"Okay... Thank you for your hard work, Makoto." Naoya pinched the bridge of his nose and said a little tiredly.

"No, it's nothing, but you, young master... do you feel a little tired?" Zhenwang asked softly, his expression was as usual, but his hands on his knees were slightly clenched.

"It seems to be a little bit, and I don't know why, but after leaving the monastery, I always feel that I get tired easily." After pinching the bridge of his nose, Naoya couldn't help yawning, some physiological tears came out of the corners of his eyes, and he said softly, " Obviously I went to bed very early last night, and now I feel a little sleepy again, um...Maybe it's May disease?" He frowned and made a little joke with Zhen Wang.

Zhenwang was stunned, but quickly adjusted his expression, and responded with a smile, "...Well, that's right, then, should the young master go to sleep first?"

"Forget it, it's too wasteful to sleep in such good weather," Naoya thought for a while after hearing Zhenwang's suggestion, and shook his head but refused, and then said, "I'm going to wash my face with cold water. It’s good to go outside to practice in the sun, yesterday I was tossing all day, and I didn’t have time to do the physical exercises that were originally scheduled, so I just made up for it today, maybe I can still be refreshed.”

After speaking, he stood up, stretched comfortably, and walked to the bathroom.

And Zhenwang looked at the back of Naoya leaving, and when he heard the sound of water rushing in the bathroom, the worry in his eyebrows and eyes was finally revealed without hesitation.

I don't know if it's her illusion, since the young master Naozai left the monastery, his body seems to be inexplicably worse, and then think of what the young master said just now... Zhenwang feels inexplicably uneasy, but if it is May disease The reason for this seems to be reasonable, and now that spring and summer are changing, it is indeed easy to catch colds and coughs.

Not long after, Naoya washed his face, and there were still some tiny drops of water on his hair and forehead. He looked much more refreshed, and he greeted Zhenwang energetically, and opened the door to the backyard— — There is a garden-like open space there, which is just right for exercising and flexing your fists.

"Then I'll go to practice first, I really hope you can take a good rest, or go out for a stroll? I think the scenery here is pretty good," Naoya said with a smile, half-pushing the door, one foot has already stepped out, it's almost noon The sunshine, with the warmth of the beginning of summer in May, just sprinkled straight on his fair calf, "It will not be easy to see such a scenery when I go to Tokyo."

"Okay, I see...By the way, young master, what do you want for lunch?" Seeing that Naoya was about to leave, Zhenwang hurriedly asked.

"Hmm... How about cold buckwheat noodles? I'm sure I'll feel hot after exercising later, and it's just right to eat something cold." After thinking for a while, Naoya suggested, "Do you think it's okay? ?”

"Okay, I'll be ready," Zhen Wang nodded and replied, "Young Master, you can go to exercise first, and I won't delay you."

"Okay, then I'm leaving." After speaking, Naoya waved his hand, turned and walked into the sunlight.

After the door was closed, Zhen Wang stopped waving his arms and just stood there without saying a word for a long time.

Just now...Master Naoya seems to have recovered well, and his expression is also very relaxed. She must be overthinking. I really want to think about it, and then I let out a long sigh of relief. I can't help but complain to myself, she has already left the Buddhist monastery, but she is still so desperate, really...

"Okay, let's prepare the materials first." Zhenwang clapped his hands and said to himself, his tone raised a little bit of energy, with a hint of excitement, which can be regarded as a disguised way to cheer himself up.

Speaking of the scenery...it's a little late this year, and I'll suggest to the young master that we go to enjoy the cherry blossoms together in March next year. Thinking of this, Zhenwang couldn't help pursing his lips and smiling, with a lot of bright colors in his eyes.

Outside the house, Naoya, who was bathed in the midday sun, took a deep breath, probably because it has not yet officially entered the summer, even though it is already at noon, when the sun should be the most poisonous, but it is also mixed with a trace of coolness , but this slight coolness combined with the effect of sunlight makes people feel particularly comfortable.

Probably because the surrounding green plants are too abundant, Naoya feels as if his body and mind have been washed, with an indescribable sense of comfort, all troubles, tiredness and discomfort are all thrown out of the sky.

After relaxing, Naoya moved his wrists and ankles a little, and started warming up.

He didn't do it fast, he punched and kicked freely, and there was an indescribable sense of leisure in his subtle movements. When others saw it at a glance, they wouldn't think that this was the youthful look that a young man should have. On the contrary, he looks more like an old man doing morning exercises in the park.

"Are you warming up or paddling?"

Suddenly, Naoya heard a familiar voice coming from behind him, the tone was flat and there was no ups and downs, but there seemed to be some dissatisfaction between the lines.

You don't need to look back to know who is talking, Naoya rolled his eyes angrily, just went to the last step of his warm-up exercise, and said, "Aren't you allergic to white hair, why are you back again. "

I saw Shi Er slowly walking from behind Naozai to the person, holding two bamboo poles that I don't know where, about thicker than a [-] yen coin, taller than a person, green all over, against the sunlight Under the shining light, it faintly reveals a bit of jade luster.

Then Shier threw one of the bamboo poles at Naoya, and then replied slowly, "It's not that the allergens are gone, so I'm back."

Steadily catching the bamboo pole, hearing the perfunctory words in Shier's mouth, Naozai almost couldn't hold back and wanted to roll his eyes again, but he also knew in his heart that if the two of them meet again after they are not in the monastery, they will have no scruples. In fighting, instead of this, it would be easier to not see each other.

Thinking of this incident, Naoya didn't bother to pay attention to the messy excuses Shi Er was making, weighed the bamboo pole in his hand, it was a bit heavy, and asked curiously, "Why did you give me this, where did you get it?"

"There is a small bamboo forest on the south slope, I picked two suitable ones from there," Shi Er waved the bamboo pole in his hand casually with one hand, making it spin rapidly between finger movements, making bursts of [咻——] The sound of piercing the air became faster and faster, and the sound became more urgent and thrilling, but seeing that he still had a relaxed expression on his face, it seemed that this movement was just a trick for him.

"The wooden sword I have been using before, just happened to take you to practice the long stick today."

Shi Er briefly explained, and as soon as the words fell, he suddenly grasped the high-speed spinning bamboo pole, and before Naoya had the slightest chance to react, he swung his wrist, swooped and swept, and the dancing bamboo pole sounded again. The dull sound of piercing the air hit his waist with an unstoppable force.

Fortunately, Naoya, who has been raided by Shier many times, reacted quickly, and the bamboo pole in his hand was twisted to the side in the blink of an eye, and he blocked the fierce sweep in an instant, and the two bamboo poles collided violently, sending out There was a crisp loud noise.

"boom--!"

"Tsk," Naoya grinned uncomfortably, looking at Shier, feeling his palms were slightly numb from the shock, "Do you want to make surprise attacks every time?"

"Didn't you catch it well?" Shi Er raised his eyebrows slightly when he failed with one blow, and pulled back the bamboo pole in an instant, and then gave another violent blow, but his tone was not as fast as his attack at all. Zai Youzai, even with a hint of praise, "Or, are you not happy?"

Steadily catching the opponent's attack again, although it was not as easy as Shi Er showed, but Naoya's movement of waving the bamboo pole was not ambiguous.

Hearing Shi Er's words, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with excitement as he took a step forward. He was gearing up, and twisted his hands tightly holding the bamboo pole, completely ready to go. The attitude, slowly confided in the mouth, "I am happy."