[Onmyoji] Another me in the world

Ibaraki Doji was still dazed until he sat in the pool.

It can only be said that a certain ghost king is too powerful.

After coming out of the deep mountains, Ibaraki-douji can be said to have lived a life of his family all over the world. Naturally, things like taking a bath are solved directly in the river. This is the first time he is indoors like this.

It's not that he hasn't seen the way humans bathe, but such a small wooden barrel can't move at all, he can only barely turn around. Ibaraki Doji is unwilling to use it, but here is not the case. The bathing place is as big as outside The streams are enough for swimming.

The bath time was long enough for him to clear his mind.

Planted this time.

In the face of beautiful girls, few people can maintain sufficient vigilance. With the art of transformation, Ibaraki Doji can be called relaxed and comfortable in Kyoto. Apart from avoiding the onmyoji, he has nothing to be careful about.The arrogant mentality led to the broken arm. He did not expect that an ordinary human warrior could possess such a sharp blade—a knife capable of killing ghosts.

In addition, when I met Shuten-douji for the first time many years ago, the other party said invitations such as "I am my master" and "You are welcome to come anytime", and I ran here again this time... Forget it, I didn't anyway Besides, although human onmyojis are also very powerful, they always fight with various spells, which is really unpleasant! , It's not bad to stay.

A civet cat walked in lightly, holding a small wooden basin in its hand, and said, "Master Ibaraki Doji, do you want to use something?"

Behind it, there are several smaller civet cats, holding melon, fruit wine pots and other things in their hands, ready to be placed on the wooden basin at any time.

Soaking in warm water with wine and food floating along the water is certainly a treat.

Unfortunately, Ibaraki Doji refused.

He looked cold: "Don't bother me."

The civet cats retreated.

Not only did they exit the bath, but they also exited the palace, and retreated under the old trees crowned with canopies in the mountains.

"Master Ibaraki Doji is so fierce!"

"Yeah, his eyes are gold, so scary!"

"The king's friend must be a very powerful monster! His hand..."

The civet cats fell silent.

I always feel that if I continue to talk, there will be some bad results.

These little guys.

A smile appeared on the lips of the red-haired ghost lying among the dense branches and leaves, and then disappeared quickly.

After the civet cats under the tree dispersed, Shuten-douji jumped down and walked towards the palace with his gourd on his back.

The palace is huge.

When Ibaraki Doji came out of the bath, he didn't know where he was going. He wanted to find a monster to ask the way, but he didn't notice the monster's aura.

When I was outside, I could see the vastness of the palace with a quick glance. Could it be that only Shutendouji and a monster lived in such a large place?

Just as he was thinking, he noticed that breath.

Or because of the frequent drinking, the breath of the leader of the ghost clan also carries the intoxicating aroma of wine.

Ibaraki-douji took a step forward and walked towards the sensed position.

The red-haired monster sat against the wall under the eaves, with one leg bent and the other straight, looking at the rain as if in a daze.Sensing the approach of the fellow ghosts, Shuten-douji turned to look at him.

After replacing the heavy armor, the silver-haired monster was only wearing a simple bathrobe, revealing most of his chest—well, he was wearing the clothes of a certain ghost king, and his figure was about the same anyway. I took it for the guests.

"sit."

Jiu Tun-douzi raised his head and took a sip of wine, looking chic and sexy, then threw the gourd over: "Drink?"

Very heavy.

Ibaraki Doji took it, sat down and took a sip of wine...choking.

The red-haired ghost clan didn't have such a gentle thought of patting a man on the back, he laughed unceremoniously: "Why is your drinking capacity so shallow?"

"It's so strong." Ibaraki Doji regained his composure and asked, "Is this wine from monsters?"

"No, this is wine brewed by humans and mixed with spiritual energy."

"Human wine?"

"What?" Glancing at the astonished face of the silver-haired monster, Shuten-douji stood up and stretched his waist, and said, "These people at the foot of the mountain and the next few mountains are all under the cover of my uncle. They make wine Isn't it just right and proper to give it to me?"

The golden eyes narrowed, and the outline of the village at the foot of the mountain could be seen faintly, wondering: "Aren't human beings afraid of you?"

"It's usually civet cats who go to talk to humans."

Indeed, little monsters like civet cats are good at changing and like to be lively. They often play pranks without hurting others. They give people the impression that they are easy to get close to, and they are still very popular among humans.Ibaraki Doji nodded and accepted the explanation - if it was the civet cat who came forward, it would be easy to get along well with the people in the mountains.

What he didn't expect was that Jiu Tun-douji still didn't say a word: "...If I go in person, what if a woman falls in love with me? The mountain rabbit still doesn't eat the grass next to the nest."

"..."

Speechless.

Ibaraki-douji didn't quite understand Shuten-douji's mentality.

Although this guy's appearance is indeed good, how did he say such words with confidence?

Shuten-douji seemed to see through his thoughts: "Did you stay in the crowd for too long? Ghosts are not like humans. Words like modesty and politeness have nothing to do with us!" The red-haired ghost said with a smile : "For my uncle, you have to be bold and direct."

Soon, a ghost king regretted it.

Who can tell him why Ibaraki Doji has the kind of personality that completely changes after getting acquainted with him?

What about that dull and ignorant cute look?

Well, maybe it should be called a ghost.

"My friends, let's have fun fighting today!" The silver-haired monster was in high spirits, holding a deep purple to black fireball in his left hand, his face was full of excitement.

Seeing this scene that has been repeated countless times, and may be repeated countless times, the veins on Shuten-douji's forehead jumped happily, and with a raised hand, the wine gourd flew into the air, and said with a sneer, "Look at me letting you down!" No bed!"

He couldn't bear it and lowered his heavy hand.

The author has something to say:

233 Hello Tunzai, goodbye Tunzai.

——By a certain aunt who doesn't drink alcohol.

As for the book, because there is something wrong with the agent’s shop, it will be pre-sold on February 2 at the earliest. At that time, we will notify you in the text and Weibo (Weibo: Jinjiang-Nian Gao Gao), friends who are ready to buy Don't spend all your New Year's Eve money. There won't be any changes tomorrow, so I wish you a happy New Year's Eve! =2=