Has the conscience of the winery been cleaned up today?

The last scene Qin Jiu saw before he fainted was the scene where the black air around him was purified by the divine light that came with the projection of the God of Light.

After that, he fell into darkness because of the severe pain.

Akai Shuichi went downstairs holding gin with a cold face. As soon as he got out of the stairs, he bumped into Kaito and Hakuba who came to check the situation. The former was accompanied by Conan who half-supported him.

"Kurosawa!" Hakuba came to Akai Hideichi in three steps at a time, his eyes fell on the person in his arms, his brows furrowed instantly, "What's wrong with him? Why did he pass out?"

Others don't know the identity of Qin Jiu, but he and Kuai Dou know it well. The dignified envoy went out to fight an onmyoji, and he was able to knock himself out. Who is that onmyoji?

Akai Shuichi shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know, he was already like this when I found him. There were signs of fighting everywhere in the room, but he was the only one in there, and the guy who attacked him was nowhere to be found."

That being the case, the only person who knows the inside story is Gin himself.

Baima stared at Qinjiu, and saw him leaning weakly between Chi Jingxiu's arms, his face was pale, his breath was like a hair, as if he had been seriously injured, it was even more frightening.

"Missing..." Kaito repeated the word, stroking his still aching heart, "Let's not talk about this, this... sir, please give him to us, we will send him off Go to the hospital."

As he said that, he reached out to take the gin, but Akai Hideichi turned sideways to avoid his hand: "No, I drove here, so let me take him there."

Without waiting for Kaito to speak again, he continued, "Conan, I'll go ahead and leave this place to you."

Conan lifted the mirror frame and nodded: "Don't worry."

"Eh……"

Kaito wanted to stay again, but Hakuba pressed his hand: "Kurozawa knows Mr. Akai, so let Mr. Akai take him there. Aren't you feeling sick too? Would you like to lie down in the lounge?"

"No, no, no, I'm almost fine!"

Kaito resolutely refused, and patted his chest to prove that he was fine. Unexpectedly, after these two slaps, the pain that had been relieved a lot suddenly returned, and he bent down suddenly in pain. to the ground.

"Okay, don't force yourself, I'll take you upstairs." The white horse took advantage of the situation to support his other arm, "You take a good rest here, and I'll go and see what's going on at Heisawa later."

Kaito pursed his lips tightly, cold sweat slowly slid down his outline, his complexion was no better than gin.

Conan asked worriedly: "Do you want to go to the hospital too? I think your condition seems to be very bad."

"It's okay, I'll just lie down for a few minutes." Kaito tried his best to maintain a smiling face, but his pupils showed signs of slackening.

In fact, he didn't lie to Conan, he could feel the pain in his heart gradually weakening, the sudden sharp pain just now was more like the last counterattack, and the follow-up was powerless.However, the pain brought by this wave of counterattack is far more than the previous one. Even if he has a strong endurance, he still feels unbearable.

The white horse could naturally see his bravado, and couldn't help but slapped his forehead in distress: "Oh, I'd better wait for you to rest before going to see Kuisawa."

Anyway, Akai Hideichi will definitely be able to take good care of him. I used to add decorations to the ward, which is fine, but not necessary.

……

On the other side, Akai Hideichi drove all the way to the nearest hospital, sent Gin to the emergency department in the shortest possible time, and then completed all relevant procedures.

After repeated examinations, it was confirmed that Gin was transferred to the general ward due to unexplained coma. In terms of medicine, the doctor only prescribed two bottles of glucose.

Although Akai Shuichi wondered why Gin fainted for no reason, he secretly rejoiced that he was safe and sound. After paying the hospitalization fee, he went to his bed and sat down immediately, tucking him in the quilt.

It was almost late at night, and there was only a small bedside lamp left in the room. The warm light gently surrounded his cheeks, and cast a soft luster between his eyebrows and eyes.

It is really rare to see him sleeping peacefully like this. All the attached emotions and brilliance have faded away, leaving only quiet and indifferent, which is the most real him.

Akai Shuichi seized this rare opportunity to carefully examine his sweetheart.

His eyebrows are soft, his temperament is calm, and his appearance is just like the first impression of his profession, gentle and restrained, without showing any sharpness.

However, the more Akai Shuichi looked at him, the more he could find someone's figure on him. The completely different faces gradually overlapped, and the diametrically opposite temperaments also had inexplicable similarities and fits, as if they were originally one, but they just changed their skins. The soul is unchanging.

After staring at the gin for a long time, Akai Hideichi reached out and brushed away a few strands of hair on his forehead, took advantage of the situation to hold his hand that was outside the quilt, and gently rubbed his smooth wrist with his thumb.

This is a pair of artist's hands, slender, with well-defined joints, and calluses on the fingertips. In addition to the calluses made by holding the paintbrush, there are many thick calluses on the joints, but the latter is not within the scope of the artist.

Akai Hideichi recognized these cocoons, it is impossible to grind such thick cocoons in those few places without holding a gun for many years.

"Aren't you a painter? Why are there gun calluses?" Holding up Gin's left hand, he stroked those thick calluses with his fingertips, narrowing his peach eyes slightly, trying to find some clues from Gin's face, "What are you doing? Who is it? Are you... the one I thought of?"

Akai Shuichi does not think that he will be easily attracted by others. He has lived for decades, and so far there is only one person who really moves his heart, and that person gives him exactly the same feeling as the "Kurosawa Jin" in front of him.

Is it an illusion, or is it that Kurosawa Jin is the same kind of person at all, he is just attracted to the same type of people repeatedly.

Qin Jiu unconsciously closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, unaware that he was on the verge of losing his vest and tried repeatedly.

And the butterfly shrunk in his pocket was looking at the sky sadly.

My boss is taken advantage of by his suitors, what can this magical intelligence do?Give Shuichi Akai a merciful "Bible" meteor hammer?

Wait online, don't worry.

……

Gin remained in a coma until noon the next day, when he slowly opened his eyes amidst the smell of milk and food.But the first thing he saw when he woke up was not the ceiling, but Inuyasha's chubby baby face and Sesshomaru's cold and clear golden eyes.

"Wake up." Sesshomaru backed away flatly, pulling away Inuyasha who was still trying to stick to Gin's body, "You are too heavy, don't press him."

Inuyasha shook his ears and snorted softly at him: "I won't!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped up on the spot, landed lightly beside Qin Jiu, tilted his head and rubbed his ear tips: "Heisawa, are you alright?"

Rubbing his pink ears, Gin sat up covering his chest, but he didn't feel the severe pain that should have existed. Instead, he felt relaxed, and even his senses were a little more sensitive than before.

For example, he can clearly see the biscuit crumbs at the corner of Kuai Dou's mouth now.

"This is a hospital?" Qin Jiu looked around, "Who brought me here?"

"It's Mr. Akai." Baima walked into the ward with the washed grapes, and handed them to Tanuma next to him, "You slept all night, and he was the one who sent you to the hospital yesterday, and he paid for all the expenses."

Tanuma divided the grapes between Inuyasha and Sesshomaru, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Not only that, he also guarded you all night, and he just went back to rest half an hour ago."

Sesshomaru nodded: "Indeed."

Seeing that Qin Jiu frowned slightly after hearing what they said, Jiu Tun quickly changed the subject: "Boy Kurosawa, tell me what happened last night, with your abilities, how could that onmyoji hurt you?" ?”

"That's right." Minamoto Raimitsu nodded vigorously while sitting on Ibaraki's corner, "You're already in a coma, so the Onmyoji shouldn't be able to please you either?"

"Onmyoji, you don't have to worry. He's probably drinking tea in Hell right now, discussing the legal differences between the gods and demons with my boss." Qin Jiu pinched the tip of his nose, and opened his mouth full of information. Very high explanation.

Everyone's expressions were roughly the same, with three question marks the size of a casserole.

"Boy Kurosawa, can you explain clearly?" Ibaraki asked while scratching his hair.

Gin briefly told them what happened last night, and took out the restored butterfly from his pocket: "Don't worry, the God of Light will take action himself, there will be no problem."

"It's a big problem." Tanuma looked confused, "According to what you said, boss, that Onmyoji's strength is inferior to yours, so why did you hurt yourself to provoke the God of Light?"

Qin Jiu was about to answer, but Yuan Laiguang said first: "Is it because of that guy's death?"

"Yes. To be precise, it's called the dead line of hell. It's a pseudo-energy body from hell, which shouldn't have appeared on Earth." Gin Jiu said the information he got from the mission prompt, "The dead line of hell is about Human beings are equivalent to divine power, and it is the power that both the Kingdom of God and Hell explicitly prohibit importing into low-level civilizations. Someone on the other side of Hell broke the rules, and my boss has already brought 'evidence' to fight... Cough, I went to the door."

The so-called death energy is actually the death line of hell that somehow fell into the hands of the onmyoji.This power from hell endows him with a long lifespan like a demon, and also gives him great strength, and even the qualification to go directly to hell after death, but at the same time, it also distorts his character, making him change from a righteous and kind onmyoji. , turned into an unscrupulous villain.

"The power of gods can affect the mind of human beings. For the specific effects, you can refer to the strange and aesthetic paintings and decorations in our store. The power of demons is the same." Gin leaned on the head of the bed, "That's why the ban came, if it wasn't for the earth With me as an envoy, there will never be a trace of divine power on earth."

"So, you lured the God of Light to use his power to purify the death line of hell held by that onmyoji, and let him find out about it?" Sesshomaru summed it up perfectly.

Qin Jiu said "hmm": "Onmyoji has left the world, and the follow-up matters will be taken over by the Kingdom of God. As for whether they will solve the nuclear war or start the [-]th... I don't know how many battles between gods and demons, it depends on the mother of all things." God and the Father made their decision."

With the temperament of the irascible old brothers in the Kingdom of God, there is a high probability that the two will go together.

Is there a conflict between our desire for nuclear peace and the start of the war between gods and demons?

No.

"That's good." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The corners of Gin's lips curled into a very shallow arc, but he quickly put it down again.

He raised his left hand, and the palm and fingertips seemed to still be lingering with the temperature of someone's hand.

……

As Qin Jiu thought, the Kingdom of God and Hell started again for the third battle between gods and demons. This time, the two sides took out all the weapons at the bottom of the box and fought vigorously.

Among them, a certain Onmyoji, as the fuse of this war, was thrown into the vanguard army by the hell side as a mascot. When he held the green battle flag fluttering in the wind above his head and saw the raging battle in front of him, He suddenly felt as lonely as snow.

He once heard a poem that made people hate water and grow east.At that time, he felt that the poem was so sour that he moaned without illness. Now that he thinks about it, he has eaten more salt than you.

Life grows to hate...

The onmyoji touched the bald top of his head after becoming a demon, and then looked at the thick-haired member of the Kingdom of God opposite him, and couldn't help sighing.

People always hate.