Moon Black Wind Gao Aunt Haunted

Number of words in this chapter: 4031 Mistakes reported in this chapter

"Young man juice, what kind of perfume are you wearing? It smells so strong?"

The driver was driving the car, chatting with Yamabukiri Nagayoshi one after another.

"For perfume, spray it on the collar and press it. After all, it's not mosquito repellent toilet water."

The amount of sprayed anti-mosquito toilet water is determined according to the bag bitten by mosquitoes and the hatred for mosquitoes.

Listening to the driver's explanation, Yamabuki Nagayoshi responded helplessly, "Yes, yes, yes, you're right...can the car stop for a while, I'm going to do some shopping."

He lived in Zhilan's room for a long time and didn't smell its fragrance. If the driver hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten his fragrant physique.

No, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro does not have his "authentic fragrance" and has to find a way to cover it.

However, the fragrance of mature vinegar and tea eggs from China cannot be concealed at all, nor can the spices prepared by onmyoji Seimei himself from the Heian period of JP.

What can he do, he is also desperate.

It is obviously too late to place an order for canned herring now, and it will take a week to arrive.Besides, if he really opened a can of herring at the Yamabuki Kunihiro meeting.

Even if his identity was not recognized, Yamabuki Kunihiro and the others would "clean up the door" first.

After explaining to the driver uncle the time to meet later, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi took the time to run to Wanwu's commercial street, ready to buy something with a strong taste to cover it.

This is a pain in the ass.

You can't bring a bundle of green onions, or a piece of lamb to the conference room, can you?What should Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro answer if he asked him?Do you want to say that when you came here, you mistakenly took your mother's special bag for grocery shopping?

He will definitely be regarded as a provocation by Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro and be beaten to death!Absolutely!

Forget it, take a step and look at it, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi thought so, and came to the entrance of the pedestrian street of Wanwu.

It's dark, full of human heads!Hundreds of tourists are on the pedestrian street, just like a temple fair!

At this time, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi, who had no concept of time and date, suddenly realized that at this moment, it was Labor Day golden/golden week.

Yamabuki Nagayoshi grimaced, and as soon as he took a step into the pedestrian street, he couldn't help but started to walk forward—there were too many people, and he had to be squeezed forward.

On the crowded pedestrian street, Yamabuki Kirichoyoshi turned his head and saw a fried chicken restaurant. The New Orleans chicken drumsticks inside were just out of the pan. I swallowed my saliva.

——It's so fragrant, it's absolutely no problem to suppress the aroma on your body with this smell!

However, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi shook his head and continued walking.

The taste of the chicken legs was so tempting that he couldn't resist eating it in the car before he brought it to the conference room far away in the mountains.

The risk is too great to choose this option.

Yamabuki Nagayoshi continued to walk forward, at this moment, a very fashionable shop door came into his eyes, he stared blankly at the door, and then realized it.

This is a newly built milk tea shop here recently!

These little girls summoned by the government of the time especially prefer this kind of sweet drink full of creamer, saccharin, and additives, and even many male judges also like it very much.

Yamabukiri Nagayoshi once drank milk tea made by Dabaoping, but...it was not as delicious as expected.

However, this is probably because homemade ones are not as tasty as store-bought ones. This milk tea shop has a rich aroma of milk and chocolate.

However, Yamabukiri Choyoshi still chose to refuse, the reason is...

The queue for this store has been lined up for 50 meters!Is it really that delicious?No matter how delicious it is, you don’t have to wait in line for an hour to buy a cup of milk tea, right?It's a shame to waste your life!

Looking at the endless line, Yamabuchi Kirigayoshi was taken aback, and then chose to avoid it quickly. If he really queued up here, not to mention being late, it would probably be afternoon after he finished shopping.

So, it’s hard to have a rest day. Wouldn’t it be good for all the god judges to stay in this pill?What are you shopping for?

At this time, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi suddenly felt how wonderful his family's Aoto-sama who basically didn't reveal his original form and didn't cause trouble to others——

Yamabukiri Nagayoshi walked forward with the flow of people, looking at the surrounding shops and the time. He just made an appointment with the taxi driver for 10 minutes to get on the bus, and now half of the time has passed.

Why don't you just drop into one... Hey, this smells delicious!

Yamabukiri Nagayoshi turned his head and saw a bakery, just a batch of hot bread and cakes were freshly baked, and the tangy aroma came out all at once, and the sound of many people swallowing saliva was heard in an instant.

And Yamabukiri Nagayoshi's eyes lit up, this is the store!

However, just when he was about to turn around and enter the store, he discovered...

He can't stop!

The crowd squeezed him, and he continued to walk forward. No matter how hard Yamabuchi Choyoshi struggled, he was still pushed and shoved by the bustling crowd, watching him getting farther and farther away from the bakery...

What is this special meow called!

After finally getting to the corner, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi saw the opportunity and finally squeezed out from the crowd with all his might.

Yamabuki Choyoshi stood there panting for a while, and then looked at his cloak dumbfounded... The white cloak that had just been washed and ironed this morning was already dry and dry, just like Yamabuki Kunihiro's It's exactly the same.

Well, I originally rejected California Kiyomitsu's proposal of "it's better to dirty the cloak", but I didn't expect that by mistake, the current white cloak is even more disgraceful than Yamabuki Kunihiro.

Yamabuki Nagayoshi twitched the corners of his mouth, he doesn't think about buying things now, he just thinks about... how the hell will he get out in a while.

At this time, suddenly a wisp of burnt fragrance floated into Yamabasakiri Nagayoshi's nose.

Eh, it smells like baked bread... But, he is already far away from the cake shop just now, where does this smell come from?

Yamabukiri Nagayoshi turned his head in doubt, and saw a bakery that was empty. It was very rare that no one came into this shop in the golden/golden week pedestrian street where almost every shop was full.

Could it be...the bread and pastries in this shop are terrible?But what he smelled just now was still a very positive smell of wheat, and it still smelled very comfortable.

Yamabuki Choyoshi lowered his head and thought for a while, then resolutely walked into this bakery.

"Uh, sir, hello, may I need something..." The saleswoman who was lazily about to fall asleep suddenly woke up when she saw Yamabukiri Nagayoshi pushing the door open.

"Is there any freshly baked bread?" Yamabuchi asked. "It should be more fragrant."

The salesperson nodded quickly, and then... showed an awkward yet polite smile.

"Excuse me sir, we only have... baguettes here."

Yamabukiri Nagayoshi was taken aback, and just about to ask what a baguette is, then the salesperson took out a large bread that reached the length of the door frame.

Yamabuki Nagayoshi looked up at the bread, then down at the salesperson, with a dazed expression.

The height of this bread... How should I put it, Taro Taro will be silent when he sees it, and Yanrong Baxing will cry when he sees it.

What the hell did you tell me it was bread?

Tell me again, this is bread? !

Can I ask what your store uses for their toasters?Is it SCP-426 or the forge?Is this bread enough for two naginata?

"Sir, we have a special bag for it." The salesperson walked over with a smile, holding an ordinary white plastic bag, "Put it in this way, it looks like an ordinary size..."

Yamabukiri Nagayoshi looked at the plastic bag vigilantly. After the huge bread was packed in, it became only the size of a croissant.

"No, why don't you spend the time designing plastic bags on improving bread?" Yamabuki Kirichi asked unbearably, and all he got was an embarrassed smile from the salesperson.

"We originally sold space bags...but everyone seems to prefer baguettes."

are you sure?

Yamabukiri Changyoshi looked at the shop where he was alone, and suddenly felt that he had misunderstood the word "popular".

However, I still care about it!

"Excuse me, can I ask how this bread is made?" Yamabuchi Choyoshi couldn't help but said, "I don't mean to ask about commercial secrets, but... I'm too curious, sorry."

Hearing his question, the salesperson forced a smile, "You are not the first to ask such a question, Mr. Yamabukiri Kunihiro."

After all, she pointed to the sanitation permit on the wall, and the green smiley face after the test, which represented "excellent living".

"When we used the obsolete cremator, it was really disinfected inside and out, and it was really cleaned! Please believe us..."

The moment he heard the word "cremator", Yamabuki Kirichoyoshi felt the weight of the light plastic bag in his hand.

Forget it, don't say anything.

Long live the baguette, the baguette is cheating.

Carrying a plastic bag, Yamabuchi Kiriichi took a shortcut from the back door of the bakery. He avoided the crowd, said "sorry" to the grass, and walked through the weedy wasteland to the location of the taxi. At this time, he It doesn't matter whether the cloak will be dirty or not, after all, it has been squeezed and dirty before, and it is full of creases.

Really, if he knew it was so crowded, he wouldn't get out of the car... Originally, he just wanted to cover his own smell, but he didn't expect it to be so troublesome.

Hurry up, you're going to be late...

Finally, at the last minute of the appointment, Yamabukiri Choyoshi finally opened the door of the taxi.

"I'm not good at myself, I'll let you—"

Before the word "wait" came out, Yamabuki Kirichoyoshi froze in place.

On the back seat, there was an extra Token Fusangshin with blond hair and blue eyes. He looked at Yamabukiri Nagayoshi who was stunned, and showed a gentle smile.

"Sorry, I came up without your consent... But if I guess correctly, we should be at the same destination."

Looking at the blond-haired initial sword, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi lowered his head, reached out and pulled the edge of his hood, letting the white hood and the shadow it cast completely cover his face and expression.

"It's okay, let's go together."

How should I put it, the current Yamabashi Kiri Nagayoshi is very excited.

We finally met, Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro.

The author has something to say: The bugs in the game "Good Morning My Boy" are too fraudulent... It's hard to pass the plot, but the love letter that sei gave me is actually this kind of thing. It is the most sand-sculpted bug I have ever seen in my life, no one, no one! ! !