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

As Naoya's soft call sounded in the main hall, everyone fell silent, and even the sound of breathing was suppressed to the lowest level. They only opened their eyes wide and looked at Naoya without squinting, refusing to let go of even the slightest Variety.

I saw that the shadow under Naoya became more and more solid, and gradually spread, almost swallowing up the entire ground in the hall. Just as everyone was curious about it, they approached carefully, wanting to take a closer look at it. Just when the thick ink-like shadow had any meaning, a huge, fluffy claw suddenly protruded from the shadow, and pressed heavily on the floor, making a muffled creaking sound.

"This, what is this thing! How can it be so big?!"

"It looks... like a dog's paw!"

"What?! How is this..."

Just when the crowd was full of doubts and chattering and arguing endlessly, a long howl like a dog barking and whimpering suddenly came out from the shadows, smashing the noise of the crowd in one fell swoop, leaving only the melodious and long-lasting barking sound of the dog , In the extremely spacious hall, around the quaint beams and columns, it spread to everyone's ears.

When everyone was completely quiet, Caramel seemed to be finally satisfied, and jumped out of the shadow. As soon as its huge size like an elephant was fully revealed, it immediately calmed down the surrounding people who were originally thinking about it. For a moment, the members of the Buddhist monastery could not have any other thoughts in their minds. They just stared dumbfounded at everything in front of them, and behind their shocked eyes were the rationality that gradually began to return, and... a few traces of it. The fanaticism of long-cherished wishes.

However, before everyone tried their best to accept everything in front of them, under the cover of black hair, they hid and crawled in the shadows. After observing the milk tea for a long time, they finally walked out of the shadows, with their ears pricked up to the front. He kept silent, but his eyes always glanced in the direction of the Chanyuan fan intentionally or unintentionally.

"Jade, jade dog, it's really a jade dog!!!"

I don't know who yelled such a sentence first, and the bewildered Zenyuan clansmen finally came to their senses, but in an instant, almost everyone's eyes were filled with unprecedented enthusiasm and joy, which even completely overwhelmed their eyes on the two people in front of them. Frightened by the colossal monster, one tentatively stepped forward one after another, reaching out tremblingly, wanting to touch one or two.

"It is indeed the method of ten shadows... for hundreds of years, this, this is God's blessing for my family in the Buddhist monastery!"

"Such a huge jade dog, even six eyes can't match it, hahahahaha!"

"Heh, so what about the Six Eyes, it's just the ancestral technique of our Zen Academy... Haha, the ten shadows method is defeated!!"

"That's right! As long as we have the Ten Shadows Technique, hehe..."

......

The ecstatic chatter of the crowd became louder and louder, almost breaking through the roof of the hall. After playing with the prestige caramel, they finally couldn't stand the noise, shook their ears impatiently, turned around and came back to Naoya's side, acting coquettishly Rubbing Naoya's head with his head, while Milk Tea arched his back slightly, coordinated with the caramel, and hid Naoya behind him. His sharp eyes drove away a group of Zenyuan people who were trying to get close, and his mouth was still whispering. He growled like a warning.

Naoya, who was firmly protected by two big dogs, skillfully stroked Caramel's head, groomed its hair, and looked very calm and indifferent to the substantively hot eyes of the people around below.

"I believe everyone has seen it." Suddenly, Zhibiren put his hands together and patted lightly, drawing the eyes of all the clansmen back to himself, and said with a loud smile, "Zaozai, he has indeed awakened." Ten shadow spells, these two jade dogs are the best proof..."

"you're lying!!!"

However, in the next second, a hoarse roar with a hint of madness, even a bit broken, suddenly interrupted Zhibiren's unfinished words. Everyone followed the reputation and saw the already ugly face of the Chanyuan fan. It was already extremely dark, and the blue veins sprouting on the forehead seemed to explode at any moment, throbbing with the undulating chest of the Chanyuan fan.

His eyes were dyed red, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, staring straight at Naobi and Naoya on the front seat, with eyes that seemed to tear people apart, he sneered sharply. , "Don't think I don't know, Naozai has completely lost his magic power since five years ago, but now you want to tell me that he has not only awakened spells, but also has ten shadow spells, ha! Don't make people laugh !!"

As he said that, he pointed his withered arms at the two huge 'jade dogs', looked at the crowd, and said loudly with his already broken voice, "Don't be fooled, this is just a trick, God knows they It is a curse spirit that was randomly obtained from somewhere, trying to fool our eyes!"

"Think about it carefully, how can a waste that has completely lost its magic power five years ago awaken ten shadow spells that have never appeared in hundreds of years? The status of my patriarch, together with my useless son, is just a good show for you!!!"

For a moment, there was no sound in the hall, only the rough panting of the Zen courtyard fan, and the increasingly sharp growl of the milk tea echoed on the beams of the house.

"Ha, why, you still want to eat me." Facing the milk tea's grinning warning, Zenyuan Fan laughed out loud. He looked at the milk tea without fear, but the disgust in his eyes did not diminish at all, and his dry lips moved up and down. Touching, squinting his eyes slightly, he just said one word at a time, "The dirty and disgusting curse spirit is as disgusting as your waste master."

Accompanied by the hissing voice of the Chanyuan fan, the milk tea, which could no longer hold back, opened its bloody mouth, revealing the upper and lower rows of sharp fangs inside. Stretched and trembling, his hind legs were full of strength and could jump up at any time, and rushed towards the Zen courtyard fan, biting his throat off with one bite.

"Milk tea," Naoya suddenly called out when the atmosphere was getting tense, with a hint of comfort, "It's okay, you don't need to talk to him."

The milk tea, which was forcibly interrupted, immediately closed his mouth, suppressed all emotions in his body, ignored the Zen courtyard fan, and very obediently, like caramel, lowered his furry head and moved closer to Naoya.

Looking at Caramel again, I saw that its two ears were being tightly covered by Naoya's hands - Naoya had tightly covered Caramel's ears since the Zenyuan fan opened its mouth.

Caramel, whose ears were covered, tilted his head and looked at his master curiously. Although he didn't understand what he was doing, he didn't struggle. Maybe he thought it was Naoya who was fighting with him. Playing some new game, the fluffy tail flicking happily behind him.

"Uncle Shan, it looks like you don't trust me very much."

Rubbing the face of milk tea and caramel with both hands, and comforting them well, Naoya then walked up to the crowd, looked at the fan of the Buddhist temple, in his dark brown eyes, dark emotions were surging like stormy waves, his face But he still laughed softly, "Even the shikigami of the ten shadows method can be slandered as a curse spirit by your empty words. I really don't understand whether you have lost your head with anger or are really ignorant."

Saying that, Naoya paused for a moment, and before the Chanyuan fan could be activated, he raised his eyebrows pretending to be surprised and asked, "Still, you don't really think that I can only summon these two jade dogs, do you? "

The Chanyuan fan who was said to be in the middle of his mind paused, the gully between his brows raised high, and the eyes looking at Naoya became more vigilant.

However, Naoya was too lazy to pay attention to the change in the expression of Zenyuan Fan, and instead folded his hands, likening them to bird shadows, and softly called out, "鵺."

As his voice fell, a long howling bird song pierced the sky, as if impatiently, burst out from his shadow, and then a violent gust of wind suddenly blew up for no reason, blowing the surrounding shadow Almost all the people in the monastery were flabbergasted, and their clothes were in a mess. Only Naoya and the Zhibi people beside him escaped the catastrophe because of the timely cover of caramel and milk tea.

Not long after, I saw the light gray wings with white spots vibrating out from the shadow. However, before everyone could fully see the whole picture of its owner, the wings disappeared in an instant and disappeared without a trace. At the moment, a miserable scream suddenly sounded.

"Uhhhhh-!!!"

Everyone was startled, and hurriedly looked around, only to see Zenyuan Fan fell on the ground for some reason, curled up with a bony figure, his white knuckles were tightly hugging his severed arm, and his prosthetic limb, There was no trace of it, only a pool of blood slowly oozing from the severed arm, proving the traces of the prosthetic limb once existed.

"A little bit, don't put that kind of dirty thing in your mouth, throw it away quickly, good boy."

Everyone was stunned after hearing this, and looked at Naoya again, before they had time to wonder, they saw a giant gray-white bird standing on the back of the already huge jade dog. What is contained in the iron-hook-like beak is the prosthetic limb of the Chanyuan fan, probably because it was forcibly bitten off, and obvious bloodstains can still be seen at the fracture of the prosthetic limb.

After listening to Naoya's words, Diandian reluctantly bit off the prosthetic limb in her mouth, threw it out, landed on the floor, made a crisp sound, and slowly rolled to the front of the crowd, but no one dared to pick it up. pick up.

Tortured by the severe pain, Zenyuan Fan, who was almost fainting, has stopped whining like a defeated dog at this moment, leaving only clenched teeth, a pale and bloodless thin face, and large beads of sweat oozing from the forehead , all showed the last dignity he tried to leave for himself.

Even in Naoya's view, these are just temporary support.

"It seems that you have fully understood, Uncle Shan, so I won't mention it any more." Naozai said indifferently, then looked at the rest of the monastery clansman, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and asked with a smile, "What about you, Do you understand?" And beside him, there are two jade dogs staring at everyone covetously, and Ye, whose eyes are as menacing as eagles, and whose beak is as sharp as a sickle, who may even fly to their side at any time .

For a while, the hall was silent, and no one dared to answer even a word.

"Very good," Naoya nodded in satisfaction, even his eyebrows and eyes were raised together, but in the bottom of his eyes, there was no emotion that could be called joy, only indifference and deep disgust, "In this case, then It seems that I will succeed to the position of Patriarch of the Chanyuan during the Sanhe Day, I believe you will not have any opinions."

This... they don't know this!

Everyone's eyes widened in an instant, it was about the position of Patriarch, they wanted to argue, but they were afraid of Jade Dog and Nue beside Naoya, and dared not speak up easily.

"This is the second thing I want to announce." Zhipiren, who had been quiet for a long time, laughed at the right moment, "Since the Wutiao family can let the ten-year-old Liuyan succeed the head of the family, then we will naturally The ten-year-old Shiyingfa can also take the position of Patriarch."

"So, from next year, Zhizai will be the new Patriarch of the Chanyuan."

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It was nearly dusk when Naoya returned to his room.

Although the time is not too late, but he just feels that the whole person is exhausted, not only physically, but also mentally, remembering that during the banquet, everyone in the Buddhist monastery was afraid of his shikigami, but forced a smile Going up to toast with him, congratulating him, complimenting him, or flattering him, no matter what, these people made him feel extremely disgusted.

The Chanyuan fan who had broken his 'arm' again, and the chicken he killed as a warning to the monkey, after hearing that he was about to succeed the head of the family, he was furious for a moment, and he, who was about to faint from the tearing pain, directly His eyes darkened, he grabbed the ground with his head, passed out completely, and was carried back to his room by the trembling subordinates behind him.

And his so-called birthday banquet came to an end amidst the hypocrisy and high-spirited celebrations of the crowd.

He was alone again, Naoya thought lightly, his exhausted body was clamoring for him to rest, and he really didn't have more energy to think more, even if he wasn't sleepy yet, the current He also just wanted to hide in the bedding and escape from everything, even if... it could only be for a while.

However, when he pushed open the shoji door of the bedroom, he saw Gojo Satoru, who was wearing a light blue pajamas with cat and cat patterns, sprawling on his bed, fiddling with his mobile phone. What kind of game are you playing? Seeing him coming, he just said without looking back, "You're back? Wait a minute, I'll break the record soon."

"...Why did you come here so early?" After being dazed, Naoya finally came to his senses, walked to the bed with a delicate mood that he didn't even know how to describe, and looked at the swaying Gojo Satoru, who was on his bed, was playing seriously, uh...Tetris.

"So you're playing this," Naoya felt inexplicably wanting to laugh when he saw the scene in front of him, and the depression in his heart seemed to have dissipated a lot, "How is it, is it over?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, it'll be fine soon...it's ready!"

As the music sounded at the end of the game, Gojo Satoru raised his hands and cheered happily. He put his phone aside contentedly, then leaned forward, took out a set of clothes from the paper bag next to the bed, and handed it to Naoya. He raised his chin, "Here, put it on." After speaking, he blinked his eyes twice, raised the corners of his lips and grinned, "I brought this here for you."

"What, huh? This is...my pajamas?" After Naoya took it, he saw the little fox pattern on the corner of the clothes at a glance, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch it lightly, rubbing it with his fingertips The soft fabric, obviously he has only returned to the monastery for half a year, but he feels that time has passed for a long time, the corners of his eyes are inexplicably sore and swollen, and he can't help feeling a little, "You even brought this here... "

"Yeah, are you happy?" Gojo Satoru approached Naoya's face, hugged each other's shoulders, rubbed each other's shoulders intimately, raised his eyebrows and teased, "Okay, put on quickly, I'll warm you up under the quilt If you don’t come up quickly, it will be a waste.”

"You came so early for this?" Naoya suddenly laughed, but seeing Gojo Satoru's face was upright and confident, and the expression between his brows clearly showed a strong meaning of "otherwise", which made him smile helplessly and shook his head. Shaking his head, he put the pajamas by the bed for the time being, and then took off the complicated kimonos one by one without any scruples, until he revealed his white and slender body, but still covered with muscles. waist.

Gojo Satoru, who was watching Naoya changing clothes, for some reason, felt his heart beat a few beats faster, and his eyes almost fell on the skin around Naoya's waist involuntarily, and it was difficult to move away until Naoya put the pajamas on On the ground, he concealed the whiteness again, and he barely looked away, but a little disappointment flashed in his heart.

After changing into his pajamas, Naoya lifted off the quilt and got in. Sure enough, as soon as he entered, he quickly felt a comfortable warmth, which made him unable to help relaxing almost every inch of his body. Let out a sigh of relief.

"It's really warm," Naoya closed his eyes, pulled the quilt up high, covered half of his face, murmured in a low voice under the quilt, the lingering feeling that permeated his whole body before The tiredness from the past seemed to disappear in an instant, leaving only the long-lost drowsiness, urging him to fall asleep as soon as possible.

"I'm right, my technique of warming the quilt is top-notch." Seeing Naoya who was so comfortable that he was about to drowsy, Gojo Satoru was immediately proud, and pulled Naoya's quilt down a little bit, laughing. , "Don't cover the quilt so high, you are not afraid of falling asleep and suffocating yourself."

"Well, good..." Naoya, who was about to fall asleep successfully and had a hazy consciousness, could only respond softly to Gojo Satoru's actions with a shallow to almost non-existent breath until his breathing became more stable.

"Tsk, I usually like to stay up late so much, but I fell asleep very quickly now." Seeing this, Gojo Wu couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and muttered, "I wanted to ask you how your birthday party was, but the gift hasn't come yet. I came here in a hurry... Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Gojo Satoru lay back, looked sideways at Naoya who was sleeping well beside him, his heart moved, he slowly stretched out his hand, tentatively hugged Naoya into his arms slowly, and the person under the blanket The toes also gently hooked the other's ankles, and with their own body temperature, dispelled the remaining icy coldness on Naoya's body.

Perhaps because he felt a more comfortable warmth, Naoya, who was already asleep, subconsciously rubbed against Gojo Satoru's deeper arms, found a suitable position, and gently pressed his head against it.

Surprised by Naoya's movements for a moment, Gojo Satoru, who thought the other party had woken up, felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart when he saw Naoya tightly against his chest and fell asleep peacefully, causing him to never sleep again. Regardless of other worries, he completely obeyed his own thoughts at the moment, hugged Naoya into his arms, and pressed against the hair on the top of the opponent's head, Naoya's soft hair was full between the nostrils.

Well, it smells pretty good, sniffing it lightly, Gojo Satoru thought with some satisfaction that he didn't know what shampoo Naoya was using, and there was still a faint mint fragrance in his hair.

"...Enlightenment," suddenly, Naoya who was in his arms uttered a soft whisper like in a dream, and heard that the other party seemed to be calling his name, Gojo Satoru was slightly taken aback, before he would He heard it clearly, but then he heard Naoya continue to whisper, "Thank you..."

"...What is there to thank for that?" After a long silence, Gojo Satoru slightly hoarse his voice, whispered to himself, and with his tight arms, he almost completely hugged Naoya, as if he was about to rub it into his arms Generally, they are unwilling to let go for a moment.

"Happy birthday, Naoya."

The echo in the ears, like a gurgling stream, slowly flowed into Naoya's dark and sweet dreamland.