Don't talk about love, just sell birds

There was a gust of cold wind around, rustling the leaves, and the shadows reflected on the ground were like evil ghosts with claws and claws. The thick fog cut off the brilliance of the moon. The eyes are strangely treacherous, like a dormant beast, ready to jump over and bite off a person's neck at any time.

Izumo saw Giyuu's vigilance and killing intent in his eyes, he was stunned for a long time and finally realized something dull, quickly pulled off the hat with bloody hands, lowered his head and buried his face deeply in it, thinking for a while , I still need an explanation.

The dull voice that seemed to be suppressing something exploded in the dead night, "I'm not a ghost."

"..."

Izumo became anxious when he didn't get a response, and tried to explain his innocence, "I can drink wisteria tea, and I'm not afraid of the sun, and I haven't eaten anyone!"

Yiyong still didn't make a sound, just stared at him for a moment. In fact, he didn't doubt the authenticity of this sentence. He was not afraid that the sun was real. The wisteria flower was actually just disgusting to the ghost, and there was no way to kill the ghost. , As for whether you have eaten people...

Ghosts who have eaten people will have a smell, the more they eat, the more stinky it will become. This person is clean, and the breath that comes out gives people a very refreshing feeling, and it really doesn't look like they have eaten people.

but……

His appearance at the moment is not convincing, maybe he is a new species of ghost.

As if seeing through his true thoughts, Izumo emphasized again, "I'm really not a ghost! Although I do think you are a bit delicious, I definitely don't mean to eat you. As long as you are not too hungry, there will be no such Impulsive...uh."

After speaking, Izumo felt that it was dangerous no matter how he heard it, and even himself almost believed that he was a ghost.

The more you explain, the worse it gets, so you have to keep your mouth shut.

Yiyong stared fixedly at the top of his head. The dark green hat was stained black by the night. He didn't notice it before, but it would draw a rough outline because it was pulled down forcefully, and it seemed that he was wearing something underneath.

I haven't heard the sound of the knife being unsheathed for a long time, and Izumo was wondering when he heard him say, "It's too dangerous for you alone."

"Huh?" Unable to connect to his brainwaves for a while, Izumo only had time to utter a tone word.

Could it be... Are you worried about him?

After finally reacting, he was surprised to meet those pure and rational glazed eyes. It was the first time someone said such words to him in so many years.

Thinking that this person could still care about his own safety after seeing his true colors, Izumo was suddenly moved.

"At present, there is no evidence to prove that you are a ghost, but it is still too dangerous to let you go outside alone. No one can guarantee whether this is your disguise."

Yi Yong analyzed it unhurriedly, and finally came to such a conclusion.

"..."

Izumo's breath was unstable for a moment, what about the promised concern?Bring back the emotion he just felt!

The corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he said dryly, "If I'm really a ghost disguised as a human, I can suck your bone marrow clean just by saying what you said, believe it or not."

Yiyong removed his hand from the sun wheel knife, walked to the fire and squatted down, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

Izumo was really not sure what he meant, his face was paralyzed and his mind was hard to guess, did not speak mean that the story was over?

It's not that he's afraid of him, but Izumo is worried that his business with the Demon Slayer Squad will be ruined if he conflicts with him, and he's still living on this meager finances.

In order to express his goodwill, Izumo was ruthless, tore off a wing from the half chicken he hadn't finished eating, and handed it to the side with his eyes closed, "You didn't eat ramen just now, you must be hungry, this is for you , at least as a cushion."

Yiyong looked at the chicken wings that almost touched his face, the part where it connected to the body was not cooked at all, the meat at the fracture was still pink and tender, with some bloodshot eyes, and the hair had not even been plucked clean, so he didn’t know about this kind of thing How was he eaten into the stomach.

"Eating raw is easy to get sick." At least Yiyong can't accept this kind of life of ruthlessness and blood drinking.

In order to prove his words, Izumo hastily turned the chicken over and pointed it with his finger, "I have roasted it before, you can see that it is burnt here."

Yiyong looked along his finger, and sure enough there was a scorched black feather on the back, with the aftertaste of burning protein.

Seeing Yiyong looked at him with even more questioning eyes. Izumo felt that it was necessary to maintain his image of being unpredictable and omnipotent. He cleared his throat and said, "Today's condition is not very good. It is true that it is not cooked well. I will wait until next time." Grill it for you, let you see my grilling skills."

He withdrew his hand resentfully, and wanted to stuff the chicken wings into his mouth after speaking.

Food cannot be wasted.

Seeing this, Yiyong frowned, and reached out to cover his arm, "Don't you want to be a human? If so, eat human food well."

Izumo once again felt that his compatibility with him was bad, and the two of them were not on the same channel at all. When did he say that he wanted to be human?Besides, this roast chicken is not a food for human beings. Although the price is a bit different, the taste is really good. Some places even eat raw beef, and even here there are recipes like sashimi.

After eating a mouth full of hair and blood, and looking at Giyuu's expression, Izumo suddenly lost his appetite, and couldn't help wondering if there was something wrong with his sense of taste.

Of course, braised or stewed are very good, but isn't the best food eaten raw?It was still bloody, and he came alive after biting it down, but he knew basic hygiene knowledge that animals in the wild are dirty and are carriers of bacteria, so he roasted the chicken recklessly, and he still feels distressed.

Under Giyuu's expressionless gaze, Izumo said dully, "It's okay if I don't eat..."

Throwing the grilled chicken with not much meat left to the nearby bushes, it was quickly snatched away by a lurking beast, and it returned to calm after a while.

Izumo shrugged and squatted there with his head pulled, which made people feel a little pitiful, but Yiyong couldn't ignore the pair of blood eyes that seemed to reflect a biting light, and the strange patterns around the eyes.

Too strange beauty is always very moving, but behind the beauty, there is often an equal amount of darkness hidden.

"That Giyuu, can you deal with the smell on your body? It makes people smell uncomfortable." Izumo tried his best not to focus on Giyuu, for fear that his thoughts would be eroded by instinct.

"smell?"

Obviously the other party could not immediately understand the meaning of this statement.

Izumo held back for a while, and finally said, "It's the smell of blood on your body!"

Giyuu thinks back to what he said just now, he said that he is not a ghost, but now he is reacting to the smell of blood.

Thirsting for human blood and flesh, isn't this a ghost?

The slap in the face came so fast that Yiyong didn't even know what expression to put on.

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