Judaimu is frightened every day

"hand."

Taking a few people all the way back to the main house of the Nuliang Group, Nuliang Carp sighed, grabbed the brown-haired boy's arm, and fluorescent yellow light slowly gathered on his hand.

Fluorescent yellow light approached the horrific wound on Sawada Tsunayoshi's arm. The brown-haired boy closed his eyes tightly at first and dared not look at it. After feeling the warmth of the wound, he opened his eyes cautiously and curiously.

Although the healing ability that Nuliang Koipan inherited from her mother is not as good as Sakurahime herself, the effect is also very impressive.The hideous wound soon felt itchy, but it only took a few breaths before it completely healed and disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, without leaving a trace.

"Amazing!"

Although he had also seen his own doctor with the Qing attribute treat wounds, Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help but exclaim.

If it is normal to face the boy's praise, Nuliang Liban will definitely raise the corners of his mouth proudly, and then take the opportunity to tease the innocent boy.However, no matter what he investigated in the past few days or the centipede monster he saw just now, he couldn't relax.

"Are you all right?" Yamabuki Otome, who was waiting outside the door, carefully opened the door, and was relieved to see the brown-haired boy intact again, and smiled.

"I'm Yamabuki Otome, thank you for saving me and those children just now."

However, Yamabuki Otome did not hear the brown-haired boy's words. The other party just looked at her blankly, with surprise and doubts still on his face.

Looking at the black-haired woman in front of him wearing a kimono with a gentle and graceful face, the overly familiar face of the other party broke into Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind, making his mind a mess now.

The cold smile of Yuyi Fox and the gentle and even a little shy smile of the woman in front of him kept intertwining and flashing in Tsunayoshi Sawada's mind, and finally the picture of the black-haired woman pouring blood into Nuliang Rikusheng's arms was finally fixed. The other party smiled sadly.

"Eh?"

The brown-haired boy suddenly burst into tears, and the crystal tears slowly slid down the boy's face.Yamabuki Otome covered her mouth in surprise, she really didn't know why she just smiled and the other party cried.

Hearing her exclamation, the brown-haired boy seemed to come to his senses suddenly, and wiped the tears on his face in a panic.

"Yes, sorry!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi wiped away the tears on his face indiscriminately, but the tears seemed to burst a bank, and he couldn't wipe them clean.There was an indescribable sadness in his heart, and his eyes were covered with tears, making it almost impossible for him to see Yamabuki Otome clearly in front of him.

Yamabuki Otome hurried forward, but she couldn't do anything even if she wanted to comfort the boy who didn't know why the boy was crying.Nuliang Liban stood quietly on the side, looking at the young man who still couldn't stop his tears with dark golden eyes, his expression was inexplicable.

"do not Cry."

In the end, Giotto sighed and covered Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes with one hand, the warm palm became moist with salty tears.

He slowly held Sawada Tsunayoshi in his arms, and slowly stroked the boy's smooth and straight back with the other hand, softly as if sighing: "Sleep for a while, Decimo."

The eyes were covered with warm palms, and the temperature from the blond ancestor's body was transmitted to Sawada Tsunayoshi's body through the fabric.I don't know whether it was Giotto's comforting effect or the boy was really tired, the sobbing sound gradually became smaller, the brown-haired boy leaned on the blond-haired ancestor, and fell into a deep sleep.

Carefully putting the offspring on the bed, and tucking up the quilt thoughtfully for the offspring, Giotto looked at Nuliang Kaiban: "Please allow me to apologize for that child's rudeness."

Even though he said so, the man didn't feel sorry at all, no matter in his tone or expression, on the contrary, his words were full of protection for the brown-haired descendants.

Nuliang Koipan waved his hand, he actually cared more about the reason why the boy burst into tears than he cared about being rude.Yamabuki Otome didn't care even more, she even felt sorry for making the boy cry.

Nura Koban quietly led Yamabuki Otome out of the room, leaving all the space for Sawada Tsunayoshi and Giotto.

Hearing that the two walked away and there was no movement outside the door, Giotto let out a long sigh of relief, his golden red eyes looked at the brown-haired descendant who was not sleeping very comfortingly, and his eyes could not help softening.

The corners of Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes were still tear-stained, and his brows were tightly frowned even in his sleep.

It's not that he couldn't guess the reason for Sawada Tsunayoshi's sudden tears - this is what Alcobaleno, including that child, has been worried about this child.

Dakong's appeal is very strong, and he also has a richer and more sensitive empathy than others. Coupled with the hint of "inappropriate" sometimes with super intuition, it is not surprising that such a situation occurs.

The blond-haired man slowly sat down next to the brown-haired boy, propped his head up, his gorgeous golden-red eyes were gradually covered by the eyelids.

He seems to want to take a little rest...

****

Not long after Nuliang Liban left outside the door, some big monsters from the group came forward.Yamabuki Otome quietly said something to Nuliang Koban and left, and she was not suitable to participate in what Nura Koban was going to do next.

"Second Generation, why don't you leave when you come back this time?"

As if they were afraid that the slippery ghost in front of them would sneak away while they were not paying attention, several monsters who seized the opportunity hurriedly asked.

"Well, I won't be leaving for now." Nuliang Liban narrowed his eyes, and the afterglow of the sun that was about to sink was reflected in the man's dark golden pupils.

"Is daddy there? Let's call the team leaders over too." The black-haired half-demon no longer had the usual flamboyant smile on his face, but was serious: "I have something to say."

I don’t know if smoking is more stylish. The small conference room is full of smoke, and almost all the team leaders hold a bong in their hands. The little monsters peeping outside the door are almost tearful due to the strong smell of smoke. Out.

How did the group leaders endure it?

Team leaders: uncomfortable, holding back.

It is not only Nura Kotomo who has noticed the undercurrent in Edo Castle recently, but also the youkai of each group.

Although Nuliang Huapiao said that he had thrown away his seat a long time ago and let go of it, but after all, he lived longer and had a wider network of contacts, so he knew something that Nuliang Liban didn't investigate.

"That seems to be a hundred, a hundred..." Maybe it's because I'm getting older and my memory is not good. Some unshaven blond haired ghosts are leaning on their chins. After thinking for a long time, they can't remember which word their friend said.

"It's Hundred Stories." Fortunately, there was a bull ghost next to him to help.

"Yes, yes, this is it!" The blond slippery face suddenly realized, and the monsters present began to discuss.

The one who interrupted the meeting suddenly was a little monster who ran in in a panic. The news from the other party's mouth made everyone present lose the mood to continue the meeting.

Their companion, long-handed long-legged, who was also one of the leaders of the Nuliang group, was killed by other monsters.

The meeting was interrupted just like that, and Nuliang Liban hurried to say a few words to his sweetheart, but when he wanted to go out again, he was entangled tightly by Shouwu and Qingtianfang who was dragged by Shouwu.

Looking for the leader, the leader who has found out the psychological shadow said nothing and refused to let Nuliang Liban go out alone again. To be honest, he actually wanted to tie Nuliang Liban with a collar or something, so that he would not vomit every time he found someone. .

However, being able to be followed by others honestly is a shame for the name of the slippery ghost clan.

So in the blink of an eye, Shouwu turned his head, and the figure of his second generation had already disappeared without a trace, leaving only him with a bewildered face and Qingtianfang who was attracted by the lady next to him.

"Carp companion——!!!"

Shouwu doesn't know anything about the Ji Fei Gou Tiao Nu Liang Hua Piao here.Hearing that his worry-free son brought back two guys who looked like humans, he pushed open the door on a whim to find out.

Giotto, who was sitting and taking a nap, seemed to sense someone approaching, and opened his eyes vigilantly, just in time to meet Nuliang Huabao who was peeking in through the crack of the door.

As if aware of something, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was about to wake up, also opened his eyes, and when he turned his head, he saw the blond ancestor sitting beside him.

Before he could exclaim in surprise, the blond haired ghost had already opened the door and walked in.

The monster sat down on the ground indifferently, waved his hand to signal that Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't need to get up, and started talking to the two of them with a smile as if he was making a routine.

"Hey, Li Ban didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"

"How could it be? We also want to thank Mr. Li Ban for helping us these few days."

The blond slick sneered, and his words seemed to be full of dissatisfaction with his son: "Don't be embarrassed, I am very clear about that kid's virtues."

However, Giotto just smiled and didn't continue to answer.

How could he get it wrong? Although the words and expressions of the slippery ghost in front of him were full of dissatisfaction with Nuliang Liban, but the man hidden in the golden pupils of the man, when the other party mentioned Nuliang Liban, there was nothing on his lips. The smile that can't be concealed is clearly expressed.

The man in front of him was actually quite satisfied with Nuliang Liban, and was even proud of him.

But this point, there is no need to point it out.

"Hmm..." After all, he still had the heart of a teenager, and Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't think as much as Giotto.He frowned, looked at the strange monster in front of him, and asked hesitantly, "Excuse me, are you...?"

He was obviously unfamiliar, but there was a strange feeling in his heart.It's like cherry blossom petals falling slowly, lightly falling on the heart lake, causing ripples.

This feeling, he seems to have felt it in someone before...

"Me? I'm Nuliang Huapiao." The blond cunning grinned recklessly and flamboyantly. Even the unshaven face couldn't stop the man's peerless demeanor when he was in high spirits. "The boy before was my son, Nuliang Liban .”

"!"

Suddenly, it was as if the strings in his mind were connected, and Tsunayoshi Sawada opened his eyes wide. The monster in front of him was almost completely different from what it would look like 400 years later, but he somehow guessed who it was.

He is Nura Rikusheng's grandfather!

This time he learned his lesson, and forcibly swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth, which almost caused him internal injuries.

Um?No, what did he just say?

Nura Koban is his son...

He is Nura Rikusheng's grandfather...

The brown-haired boy who suddenly figured out the connection was about to jump up in fright——

In other words, Nuliang Liban is not the ancestor of Nuliang Lusheng as he guessed before, but the other party's father! !

Sawada Tsunayoshi, who suddenly lost his mind, looked at the blond cunning ghost in front of him, then quietly turned his head to look at the blond ancestor next to him, and finally looked down at himself, suddenly choking in his heart, a little speechless.

If he remembers correctly, Lu Sheng seems to have passed it down to the third generation.

That is to say, in the same 400 years, there have only been three generations of monsters on the other side, and looking at him, he has already passed the tenth generation.

What should he say?Is it to praise the monster's long lifespan or lament the untimely death of each generation of leaders on his side?

Sawada Tsunayoshi: Scared, scared.

The author has something to say: Hey, I went back and took a look after I finished writing, and I felt that it smelled like G27...

This must be my illusion...

【deep reflection】