Onmyoji Xiaomengwenmen

I heard that there is money hidden in Iron Mouse's underwear, I heard that the demon fox without makeup is as ugly as no salt, I heard that the demon luthier fakes the guqin without strings, I heard that Qingming is not a virgin, I heard...

Qingming's Liao has been quite unsettled recently, and gossip has swept through every corner of the dormitory like a tornado.

At first, Qingming was still able to happily drink tea and listen to the excitement while holding the plain white porcelain cup Yuan Boya had made for him, then he waved his sleeves graciously and said it was all right, and turned away the people who came to complain.Even when the complainant came again, he poured a cup of tea and served a plate of snacks, and let him sit on the couch together, eating and talking.

Until the person who came to gossip said, "It is rumored that you are not a virgin, are you?" After that, the person rubbed the crumbs of snacks on his fingers on his robe, and looked at Qingming curiously. Glanced.

He watched Qingming's face turn from white and tender to green and then dark again.

Qingming placed the teacup in his hand on the low table with a "boom", and finally let people see the whole picture of the cup clearly.It was an extremely white, elegant and clean cup, with only a dark blue pattern outlined on the side peak, like a plum blossom flying out of the sky, as subtle and beautiful as a bud waiting to bloom.

"Does it look good?" Qingming looked at the person staring at her cup with a sullen face, thinking to herself that people in the dormitory seem to be not very discerning recently.

"Looks good, looks good," the man smiled, and finally saw the hint, "Mr. Qingming, I'm going to step down first," and he hurriedly left.

Qingming watched the back of the man leaving, picked up the cup on the table and played with it carefully. "It's not bad eyesight."

When Yuan Boya gave him a cup, what did he say? "Look at the elegant and elegant design, but it is a deformed body of my name. I also made a teacup with your name on it. It was fired in the same furnace as this cup, and I am still using it."

Qingming's complexion finally improved a bit, but when he thought of the disturbing rumor, he became gloomy again.

Only half a day later, the rumors moved towards the popular poetry adaptation.

"There is moonlight in front of the bed, and Qingming is the widow." Qingming, who just came back from Yuan Boya, doesn't know when Yuan Boya, who was alive and well, died?

"People are thinner than yellow flowers, Qingming has smelly feet", this is clearly a rumor, Yuan Boya often said that everything about himself is good and everything is fragrant, so this is definitely a false accusation!

"The east wind is weak and the flowers are gone. Qingming throws himself into the river and stops it." Qingming, who was walking towards the river, hurriedly turned around and walked in the other direction. He didn't want to bump into himself who was thrown into the river!

After walking a few steps, I saw the fox trotting over.

"Father, someone actually slandered Xiaosheng, and said that not every kind of coquettish slut is called a demon fox! Dad, you have to make decisions for Xiaosheng!"

This box of demon foxes has just made a confession, and before Qingming can answer, the little Yasha cub also runs over with tears in his eyes. "Father, some people say that my first step in DIAO silk is that Yasha doesn't have underwear. I'm clearly wearing them. If you don't believe me, take a look." As he said that, he was about to take off his pants.

"No, no, Dad trusts you." Qingming hurriedly stopped him, helped him pull up his pants, and changed the subject, "The most urgent thing now is to find the person who spread the rumors."

The catch of the real culprit who spread the rumours went extremely well.

That guy worked very hard for Amway, the big tengu in the next door, "Huang Siniang's house is full of flowers, and the fox stole a chicken last night", and was thrown by the big tengu with his wings to Master Qingming.

Seimei fanned the fan around the rumor-spreading Yatengu slowly three times to the left and three times to the right, almost jumping and shouting.

Yatengu stared at Qingming in front of him, seeing him walking non-stop and saying nothing, so he poked his neck and shouted angrily: "I didn't beat anyone, and I didn't curse anyone, why should I be tied up? I am not wrong!"

The onlookers were not happy, especially the victims of the rumors. "Isn't it wrong for you to speak ill of us?"

Ya Tiangou looked at the speaker contemptuously, "Yes, I said something bad, but if you don't believe it, if you don't spread it once, how can it be like this?"

The people who were caught by Yatengu's eyes immediately fell silent.

Qingming finally stopped, looked at Tiangou, tapped the handle of the folding fan on his palm and said, "Do you really think you are not wrong?"

Yatengu raised his head and straightened his neck and shouted at Seimei: "I am not wrong."

"Okay", Qingming opened the fan in his hand with a swish and fanned twice, "Even so, then you can go."

For a moment, everyone hated the Yatiangou so much that their teeth were itching, and they all secretly wondered whether to eat him like a dog?Or stewed as a bird?Among them, the most popular one is the one hundred ways to eat Yatengu, which was offered as a reward on the bulletin board in the dormitory, and it received enthusiastic responses in a short time, including different steaming, frying and frying of different body parts, and different kinds of hot and cold, sour and sweet. The taste only makes people's heart fire and appetite rush out together.

The one-eyed little monk was borrowed by Qingming to Qingming's dormitory for a while, when he saw the reward.

This food post is really developing in a broad and profound direction step by step.

Floor 1: I pick crow wings!Make spicy crow's wings!Pluck the wings, wash and drain the water (it’s best to pluck them one by one!), marinate them with oil, salt, pepper, and peppercorns (it’s best to use devil’s peppers!), add herbs and boil them (be sure to add more herbs, Otherwise it can’t neutralize his legacy for thousands of years!), and then you can enjoy it.

Floor 2: I have a recipe, and I urgently need a chef!Recipes include: braised dog meat, dog meat hot pot, dry pot dog meat, spicy dog ​​meat, sand bowl dog meat, hot and sour dog meat, tea-flavored dog meat, aphrodisiac dog meat soup, four-flavored dog meat, copper pot farm dog meat, ginger silk dog meat, golden silk cured dog meat bowl , Mini Dog Meat Party.

3rd Floor: I checked it out just now, and it was the most painful but not fatal method, so it was late.I checked the ancient criminal law and found that the punishment of cannon fire is very considerate, it not only satisfies the color of the food, but also has ornamental value, and it is not enough to kill for a while, the real body is wonderful! (Attach the cannonball criminal law)

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The one-eyed little monk was immediately curious, is Yatengu a delicious food?He patted the wings of the man next door very sincerely and studiously, cupped his hands and said: "My little brother just came here and saw such an exquisite delicacy post, dare to ask my friend, is Yatengu a delicious thing?"

Ya Tiangou glared at him, suddenly felt a little flustered for no reason, and didn't care too much, "You little bald donkey, can you speak human language?"

"Human words? That's what I'm talking about. Could it be that my dear friend doesn't understand?" One eye of the one-eyed little monk was full of eagerness to learn, and he said sincerely and innocently, "Also, I'm not a donkey, could it be My dear brother admitted his mistake."

Ya Tiangou ate up and stopped talking, and walked away in a sway.The one-eyed monk was left alone to think in situ. Could it be that the race is difficult to communicate with?But his words were not very profound, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt sympathy for Yatengu's illiteracy.

Yatengu has recently run into walls everywhere.

For some reason, now he can feel the helplessness of being refuted by the rumor-mongers as soon as he starts spreading rumors, and as the number of people involved in his spreading rumors increases, he feels a sense of helplessness that empathizes with him.

He is a man in an iron shirt with a golden bell cover. God gave him the crow's natural ability to spread rumors and the voice of a dog. If he doesn't do well, he will be sorry for the name Yatengu!Yatengu secretly encouraged himself.

"The demon fox is ugly, Ibaraki lacks hands, and Inugami is a silly dog; Seimei is embarrassing, Hongye has a big mouth, and ceramic frogs are trembling." Yatengu hummed a ditty he made up, but the more he sang, the more upset he became.

The one-eyed little monk sat on the couch with Qingming, holding a teacup, feeling a little embarrassed. "Master Qingming, you, you don't have to be so kind to me," he lowered his head, his voice a little sad, "An ordinary shikigami like me, who doesn't know any powerful spells, and one-eyed is unlucky."

Qingming patted him on the shoulder and smiled gently at him, "Don't underestimate yourself, you are very powerful." Qingming took a sip of tea and said with a mysterious smile, "You are powerful enough to change the trajectory of a person's life."

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door.

A miserable voice seeped in through the crack of the door. "Dad, I was wrong."

"Come in," Qingming took out a teacup and poured half a cup of tea into it.

Yatengu didn't have the usual arrogance at all, and walked in a little listlessly.As soon as he entered the door, he fell at Qingming's feet. "Father, there is always love in thousands of rivers and mountains." He raised his head to look at Qingming's half-smile face, "Forgive me, okay?"

Even if Qingming was angry, he was also dumbfounded by his words.He patted the position around him. "Sit down."

Yatengu obediently took the teacup from Qingming, "I won't arrange other people indiscriminately anymore," took another sip of tea obediently, and carefully asked, "Father, you are so amazing, how did you make it so When I say bad things about others, I feel as uncomfortable as someone who has been wronged?"

"This?" Qingming took a sip of tea, "I'm not the one you've praised so much," she said mysteriously, "but it's far away in the sky and close in front of me."

"Huh?" "Him?" The two asked questions at the same time.

Yatengu put on a solemn expression again and looked at the one-eyed monk. "Could it be that he is some kind of powerful hermit who can't succeed?"

"He has a unique skill, which can protect his teammates and bounce off other people's attacks. The greater the damage of the attack, the higher the rebound value." After Qingming said a word inscrutablely, Shi Shiran left.

The one-eyed little monk was a little excited, looking at Yatengu with big watery eyes. This was the first time he was praised for his ability, and in front of him was someone who could embody its value.

His eyes became hotter and hotter, Yatengu, who was staring straight at him, finally couldn't help covering his chest and shrank back, "Do you still want to eat me?"

Let's say Master Qingming just went out when he bumped into the arms of Yuan Boya who came to look for him.

Yuan Boya smiled slightly, "I just heard the rumor that you are still a virgin, and I also heard that there are a hundred ways to eat in your dormitory." He put his arms around Qingming, kissed his forehead, "guessing the meaning of these two rumors Practice needs me more, so I'm here."

The author has something to say: The little angel who has comments today is so happy~ When I get excited, it takes longer than the original plan~

So excited~ I love you and compare my hands with each other~