Don't talk about love, just sell birds

Now that you have decided to stay here for a while, apart from food, the first thing you need to do is some essential daily necessities.

Izumo was eager to try, "Then let's build a tree house!"

Yiyong can't say that the tree house is unnecessary, and the basic necessities of life are indispensable, but there are many more important things than the tree house right now.

Seeing Yiyong did not refute, Izumo Bento agreed, kicked down a big tree, and made a gesture in the background sound of the trunk breaking, "Can I build a tree house with a balcony? I want a big one. open-air balcony!"

There happened to be a stone statue in the direction where the tree fell. After the dust dissipated, Giyong hurriedly went to check the integrity of the stone statue, and found that the middle-aged man's stone statue was just stuck between two branches. middle.

Even if he didn't solve the secret of the stone statue, Yoshiyuki still faintly felt that the stone statue should not be broken, and said to Izumo, "There are no stone statues over there, let's go there."

At this time, Yiyong mentioned that the stone statue made Izumo feel uncertain. He was worried that he knew something, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only answer honestly.

It is not easy for a layman to successfully build a tree house with a large balcony in the absence of tools, especially one of them is better at destroying than creating, and the two of them can't get a decent result after a day of tossing.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, the plan had to be abandoned.

Izumo, who had been being unhelpful all this time, said hesitantly, "Yiyuu... just stay on the oboroche for the night today, right?"

Izumo doesn't need to sleep, so Oboroche didn't prepare pillows and bedding, but there was a set of twelve single clothes collected by Oboroche before, and the thick Tang clothes on the outside could just be used as a quilt.

When Yiyong was washing his face, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Izumo was eager to get into the obscuring car. This was not the first time the two of them shared the same bed, and he didn't think too much about it.

When he walked into the car door, Yiyong was stunned for a moment, then embarrassed, not daring to look at the two slender straight legs exposed outside Tang's clothes, and at the same time, a worse picture than this appeared in his mind involuntarily.

The young man kneeled on the ground with his clothes/shirts/un/tidy, his fingers poking into the most private/secret place to move around...

stop!

I can't let this kind of thing affect my rationality. Sure enough, his heart is still too weak. If he always follows his emotions, he will not grow.

"... righteous courage?"

Izumo watched Yoshiyuki come in and go out anxiously, pushed open the window of the obscuring car, and under the moonlight, there was a figure swinging a sword by the river, slashing and turning, as if tireless.

Is Giyuu's desire to become stronger so strong?

Leaning against the window with his chin in his hands, Izumo tried hard to think of a way for a human to quickly improve his strength.

Having said that, his strength is innate, unlike other voids, he does not need to devour his own kind to become stronger. It seems that he has absorbed so much Altana and there is no sign of evolution at all, but his hair has recovered by 1000. The length of years ago.

His own experience has no reference value, and Izumo tried his best but couldn't find a shortcut to make Yiyong reach the sky in one step.

On the branches of the moon, Yiyong finally stopped his movements and returned to the obscuring car with a night dew on his body.

Izumo was still leaning against the window, the mask was forgotten in the corner, and when he saw him come in, he quickly lay down, then patted the empty seat next to him, lifted a corner of Tang Yi, and urged, "Yiyong, come quickly, if you don't sleep, it will be dawn."

Yiyong pretended not to see the expectation on his face, and lay down with his back facing him and his clothes with his lips pursed.

Izumo didn't know why he was suddenly so cold, but he also knew that he was rejected again.

The displeasure that had just started dissipated because of Giyuu's slightly stiff shoulders, mobilizing his poor deduction ability, Izumo thought self-righteously, "Giyuu, are you tired? You are so far away from me because you are afraid that your snoring will disturb me Is it? It's okay, I don't need to sleep, I can just hold you. "

The cold breath invaded from behind, and a human-shaped metal was quickly pasted on the back, and two rigid arms were wrapped around the chest. To be honest, it didn't feel good to be hugged by Izumo, like being firmly imprisoned by an iron hoop Hold on, you will only hurt yourself if you move.

Did not get a response, Izumo looked over half of his body, and found that Yoshiyuki had closed his eyes, and his breathing became calmer. He sighed in frustration, but quickly parted the corners of his lips again, pressed his face against him, and rubbed his face intoxicated. Fascinating body temperature.

His body froze almost imperceptibly, his breathing missed half a beat, and Yiyong tried his best to empty his head.

Maintaining an uncomfortable fake sleeping position, he survived the long night.

Only when the horizon in the distance turned white did Yiyong push aside the hands crossed in front of him, feeling slightly tired, and went to the river to refresh himself with cold water.

Unlike Yoshiyuki who is not in good condition, Izumo is very energetic and has already begun to figure out how to connect the wooden boards without nails. Unfortunately, he can't control the force too finely, which always damages the wood.

After a few times, I gave up, "Why don't we continue to sleep in the car."

The space in the hazy car is limited, and two people lying down at the same time cannot avoid skin contact. Not wanting to disturb the calm state of mind, Yi Yong did not agree to his proposal, and took the initiative to go over and do all the work.

Giyuu has never been exposed to this before. As a novice, he will definitely fail ten or twenty times. Izumo looked at the people who refused to give up, and couldn't agree with that persistence. Seeing the sun rising and setting again, I couldn't bear it Said, "Yiyong, why don't you eat something first? I grilled fish for you. In fact, I don't have to live in a tree house. You don't have to do this for me."

In a sense, it was indeed because of him, but he couldn't say that, Yiyong sat on a tree stump with a flat section, looking at the pile of scrapped wood on the ground with pain.

I didn't expect there to be more troublesome things in this world than killing all ghosts.

"Izumo."

Yi Yong just called out and stopped talking.

Izumo couldn't use these two words to convey the meaning that Giyuu couldn't express, so Yui ran over honestly.

With his head raised to his chest, he waited wholeheartedly for the next words.

He didn't wear a mask, it was strung by a rope-like spiritual power, hanging loosely around his neck, the silvery color in his eyes diffused the glass brilliance rippling from the depths, like dewdrops dancing on bamboo leaves, and the strange surroundings around his eyes The patterns together form a trap that people will fall into at a glance.

A large piece of dandelion rises lightly, spraying its own gentleness, even if it will fly to the distance after a gust of wind, there is still one flower that keeps its roots in the softest part of the heart.

Yiyong's heart suddenly relaxed, and at some point something pent up in his heart quietly melted away.

After waiting for a long time, Izumo moved his head forward again, and the cloth brushed against the tip of his nose. He couldn't help rubbing it, and then asked, "Giyong, do you want to go back to Sagiri Mountain?"

"I want to stay here for a while, the situation here is not quite right." Yoshihiro put his hand on his head and touched it unconsciously. This touch made him realize Izumo's pause when he heard this sentence , "...do you have something to hide from me?"

Izumo straightened up, turned his head to look at the unknown flower cluster under the tree, "No."

"Avert your eyes when you lie."

Being pointed out face to face, Izumo had no choice but to confess, "These stone statues turned into stones for some reason, and the complete stone statues are all alive, and the broken ones are really dead. You can't see the soul. I didn't feel the Reiatsu of Shinigami or Hollow, this world is a bit strange."

The unconstrained guess was confirmed by Izumokou. Yiyong didn't have time to think about the conspiracy behind the petrification. If the stone statue was broken, he would die, so the first thing to do was to ensure the safety of the stone statue.

Apart from lions, there must be other animals here. Even if it encounters natural phenomena such as thunder, rain and mudslides, there will be a risk of being destroyed.

He is not a god, and he cannot save everyone, but at least he must do his best wherever he can see.

Izumo was still standing where he was, his eyes moved with Giyuu's back and forth carrying work, and it took him a long time to react suddenly, "Yiyu, I will help you move it together!"

Yiyong hurriedly stopped the person who had already reached out to the stone statue, "You are too strong, it will break."

I don’t know how many years these stone statues have been lying here in the wind and sun. Looking at the sections of those cracked stone statues, the texture is more brittle than ordinary stones.

Izumo himself didn't really want to touch these people. After being rejected, he watched with peace of mind until the two of them lay together at night.

The illustrations in "Intimacy and Violence" flashed in my mind one by one. Right now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Izumo was afraid that it would be too abrupt to enter the theme as soon as he came up, so he pretended to appreciate the moon outside the window, while Tang Yixia's hand quietly moved to a certain place below. Stretch everywhere.

"Izumo..."

Yiyong grabbed the hand that stretched between his legs/legs, looked at the person beside him, and said with some helplessness in his tone, "I'm very tired today, don't make trouble."

Izumo blinked embarrassingly. Do human beings feel tired after moving hundreds of stone statues?Or are you rejecting him like before?Yi Yong admits that this is something only the closest people can do. Are they not close enough?

A palm was placed on the forehead, and unlike the slightly cool fingertips, the palm of the hand was warm.

"Yiyong..."

Izumo looked at Itachi who was watching him, his eyes were as calm and calm as ever, but there was something he couldn't understand in the depths of the blue.

It wasn't until the temperature of his palm and forehead began to blend that Yiyong withdrew his hand, "Don't think too much."

Izumo didn't think too much, just thought of one thing, and put it into action the next day. When Giyuu went to wash his face, he quickly moved all the stone statues in this area, piled them up in a mess, and simply put them into a hill. The statues are complete.

Yiyong seemed to be able to see the wagging tails of the people running towards him. He was feeling that he had managed to control his strength so as not to destroy the stone statue, when he heard Izumo throw a thunderous sentence-"Yiyong Yiyong, I will help you with the work It's over, so can we start the purification ceremony tonight?"

"..."

Giyuu's feet were pinned in place, and he couldn't even correct the name of the "purification ceremony" aloud.

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