Clothes and brocade night travel [comprehensive]

Diarmuid fell asleep, his long eyelashes cast a small shadow on his face, maybe he had some beautiful dream, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and the deep and shallow radiance reflected on his face, which was extraordinarily peaceful.

This is a dark room, located at the highest point of the inherent barrier. The whole room is full of strange patterns, from the floor to the ceiling, and even the door is full of complicated patterns. The interconnections form an extremely complicated method. array.

The nodes of the magic circle exuded faint brilliance and connected to Diarmuid, holding him in midair as if floating.

Kyogokuhiko took out the red light from Nuliang's slippery body and placed it in the center of the magic circle, and the magic circle was infiltrated with light red in an instant, hooked on Diarmuid's body more or less deeply, and then flowed down The shadow of a body was vaguely outlined on the ground.

In ancient Celtic myths and legends, Diarmuid's body was not buried after his death, but was taken away by his adoptive father Angus. Whenever Angus missed his beloved adopted son, he would come from the underworld. Called Diarmuid's spirit to cling to the corpse, allowing them to enjoy a brief reunion.

Of course, in fact, since Diarmuid sold himself to Gaia neatly after his death, it is impossible to meet after death, but Diarmuid's body is indeed in the hands of Angus and is loved. With the divine power of the God of Youth carefully preserved, thousands of years are still the same as when he just died, his eyes are slightly open, with pain and despair, as if he is still longing for the spring water flowing from Finn's fingers.

Hundreds of years ago, Kyogokuhiko contacted the Celtic Kingdom of God through Gao Tianyuan's relationship, and took Diarmuid's body from Angus as his last resort—if he couldn't agree with the will of the world , he planned to use the corpse as a medium to snatch it from the Throne of Heroes.

In fact, he shouldn't have asked for it so early, but the gap between the God Realm and the Human Realm is deepening day by day, and no one knows when the gate of the Divine Kingdom will be closed to the Human Realm forever.

Angus also knew this, so he put the body of his adopted son in a drop of his blood and gave it to Kyogokuhiko, so that the blood of the gods could protect the body of his beloved adopted son from decay.

Then Kyogokuhiko attached the blood to the flawless white jade that can live to the death of human flesh and bones, and carried it with him, and stuffed it into Nuliang Huapiao's body before reincarnating.

The will of the world dares to plot against him without any scruples, isn't it because he doesn't belong to this world?

Anyway, the slippery ghost family is also one of the important pillars of this world.

Therefore, it has always been Angus's blood, the power of the gods, that has been supporting Nuliang Huapiao's body instead of the liver. Even if there is only a drop of blood, it is far stronger than the power of a piece of jade. After taking out Angus' blood, the jade began to exert its own effect.

The living dead, flesh and bones.

After two days of pain, Nuliang Huapiao will find that his liver, which had been taken out, has grown back again, and he can cut it once and grow it again, so he no longer has to worry about being attacked by the feather fox.

The topic is far away, in short, what Kyogokuhiko is doing now is to reconnect Diarmuid's soul with his body, using the command spell on the back of his hand.

Transferring the command spell to Diarmuid's own body, the contract is his own soul, replacing the connection between the body and the soul that was severed by death.

It is not difficult to refit the original body and original soul together.

Three scarlet Command Spells gradually appeared on the back of Kyogokuhiko's hand. He recited the mantra in a low voice, and the divine blood forged the breath of the living from the dead body, satisfying the basic conditions for the transfer of the Command Spells.

On one side, the scarlet Command Seal gradually faded until it disappeared, and on the other side, there was only a phantom body with traces of the Command Seal on the back of the hand. Some inexplicable connection was once again established between Diarmuid's soul and Between the flesh, he probably felt some discomfort, he frowned and let out a few muffled groans.

"Okay, it's all right." Kyogokuhiko gently kissed the crease between his brows, as gentle as coaxing a child, "Wake up quickly..."

"My knight."

In the complicated magic circle, light red swims in an orderly manner like a living creature, gathers on Diarmuid's body floating in the air, and flows down slowly, building the outline of the body in the center of the magic circle.

The corpse that has died for countless years but still maintains the appearance of the moment when it just lost its breath is disassembled and reconstructed little by little under the guidance of the magic circle mixed with Angus' divine power, just like re-smelting and shaping old and broken gold ornaments, washing away impurities and dust, Forged into a more radiant appearance.

Then, attach the soul that best matches it.

This process must be accompanied by pain and struggle, but Kyogokuhiko believes in Diarmuid.

his knight.

Leaving from the inherent barrier, Kyogokuhiko glanced at the pale sky outside the window, fell on the bed exhaustedly, wrapped the quilt around his body casually, and fell asleep.

Natsume stayed at Takanori Mido's house for one night, and no one came to pick him up the next morning, so he had breakfast at Takanori Mido's house, watched TV, and ate an apple. Even Takanori Mido began to suspect Kyogoku Was Yan planning to leave the child with him permanently and couldn't help but look up the adoption information on the Internet, Kyogoku finally came belatedly and rang the doorbell of his house.

"I thought you weren't going to pick it up." Midou Takanori made a rare remark.

"Natsume is such a good child, of course he won't give it to you cheaply." Kyogokuhiko said while looking at Natsume's clean clothes, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You also helped him wash the clothes?"

"By the way, by the way." Mido Takanori threw Natsume's backpack to Kyogokuhiko, not really wanting to recall the experience of getting up in the middle of the night to wash the child's fat times by hand.

"Okay, by the way." Kyogokuhiko nodded and waved to Natsume, "We should go home Natsume and say goodbye to Uncle Midou."

Natsume said obediently: "Uncle Midang, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Midou Takano patted Natsume's shoulder, "Welcome to play again next time."

In fact, he has already begun to think about whether to add some toys and snacks that children like at home.

"Of course I will trouble you often." Kyogokuhiko said, "After all, you are relatively free."

Midou Koonori was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely look for a job right away!"

"Then come on." Kyogokuhiko said, leading Natsume out the door.

Miyazaki Yohji will be here in a while, he has to change Natsume's clothes and introduce Miyazaki Yohji's identity to avoid embarrassment.

"Uncle who will come over later... Brother, it's..." Kyogokuhiko thought for a while and then continued, "He is the son of my father's good friend. He took care of me when I was young..." He thought again and added , "It's someone as important as a nanny."

"..." After being together for a few days, Natsume, who was deeply touched by Kyogokuhiko's superb rhetorical skills, was silent for a few seconds, and made a thought change in his mind-the son of his father's friend, that is, his brother, is the same as the nanny, um... …

It must be the existence that grew up as a childhood sweetheart like the neighbor's big brother.

Natsume nodded affirmatively in her heart, "I understand."

At 10:30 in the morning, Yohji Miyazaki rang the doorbell of Kyogokuhiko's house on time, carrying a pendant, Tsunayoshi Sawada.

"It's my first meeting, excuse me." Standing "it is said" that he is the same age as himself, "it is said" that he is two months younger than himself, "it is said" that he is weak and has a bad temper, and in fact he is indeed a few centimeters shorter than himself In front of Yan Yan, Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that he was inexplicably short, and he had completely lost in terms of momentum.

"It's nothing, please come in." Kyogokuhiko gave way sideways, walked beside Yohji Miyazaki and couldn't help complaining in a low voice, "Your latest new hobby?" He gestured to Tsunayoshi Sawada, "This little The rabbit is not an adult yet."

"What are you thinking about?" Yohji Miyazaki slapped Kyogokuhiko on the head, "This is the future tenth generation of the Vongola family."

"Ah, Vongola's future Judaime." Kyogokuhiko glanced sideways at Sawada Tsunayoshi who awkwardly took the teacup from Natsume's hand, and said decisively, "Lop-eared rabbit."

Yohji Miyazaki sighed, giving up pointless quarrels with someone who was extremely stubborn in some aspects, "The lop-eared rabbit is the lop-eared rabbit, but don't be too rude in front of him."

"I know, it's for the business of the Ssangyong Club." Kyogokuhiko waved his hands lazily, and stood up to refill a cup of tea for Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"Rough tea in a shabby room, just kidding." The young man was full of reserve and arrogance when he lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows. Besides, he was always a model of politeness, thoughtfulness and bad temper in front of people he didn't know very well.

"Ah, no, no, it's already very good!" Tsunayoshi Sawada hurriedly stood up and bowed, slipped his left foot and stumbled on his right foot, and immediately fell down, and the teacup in his hand also flew up along with the trend. It wasn't that he was hugged by Yohji Miyazaki in time and really wanted to hit his head on the coffee table.

Looking at the sharp corner of the coffee table that was only a few centimeters away from his eyes, Sawada Tsunayoshi broke out in a cold sweat, and with the strength of Miyazaki Yohji, he stood up straight and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay." Yohji Miyazaki let go of Tsunakatsu Sawada and wiped the water stains on his clothes with a paper towel. Kyogokuhiko quietly let go of the spiritual power in his hand and let the flying teacup change direction and land on the ground Rolling twice on the ground, Tsunayoshi Sawada successfully avoided the tragic situation of being drenched in hot tea.

"It's not very comfortable to wear clothes so wet." Kyogokuhiko stood up and said, "I'll take Mr. Sawada to change clothes."

"Huh? This..." Tsunayoshi Sawada hesitated for a moment, and glanced at Yohji Miyazaki as if asking for help.

"Go change it." Yohji Miyazaki said with a smile, "Anyway, he has too many clothes to wear."

Kyogokuhiko shrugged his shoulders, and said to Natsume, "Treat Uncle Miyazaki...brother."

"Okay, you kid." Miyazaki Yohji waved his fist helplessly at him, "I'm old if you know how to arrange."

"You're just older than me." Kyogokuhiko replied with a smile, looking at Sawada Tsunayoshi, "This way please."

"Ah, good." Tsunayoshi Sawada hastily followed Kyogokuhiko's pace. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back. Yohji Miyazaki was holding Natsume on his lap and asked something gently, so that He couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt.

I really feel guilty about co-acting and distracting people so that Yohji Miyazaki can play with children.

"I haven't worn this one yet, you have a try." Kyogokuhiko took out a pair of pants from the bottom of a row of colorful and various pants in the cloakroom and handed them to Tsunayoshi Sawada, "The size should be just right."

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the dark purple trousers of unknown material huddled up in his hands, showing an expression of not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

I don't really want to wear it...

"As expected of this year's latest fashion, you are dressed in a very rock style." Kyogokuhiko praised sincerely.

Sawada Tsunayoshi thanked her without tears, looked down at her tight pants, and felt like a big Barbie doll.

"But it doesn't match your shirt." Kyogokuhiko touched his chin and thought for a while, "Wait a minute."

"..." Tsunayoshi Sawada opened his mouth, and silently swallowed the phrase "just give me a pair of jeans".

"How about trying this one." Kyogokuhiko handed him a shirt.

A bright pink, gold-trimmed, one-button shirt.

"This...I wear it a little..." Tsunayoshi Sawada waved his hind legs awkwardly, and was grabbed by Kyogokuhiko.

"You have to trust my taste, Kyogoku is also an old brand in the fashion circle."

No, I really don't believe it!Sawada Tsunayoshi was forced to put on the shirt and was pushed in front of the mirror, barely looking at himself in the mirror.

"Be confident, keep your head up and chest out." Kyogokuhiko patted the boy's upturned buttocks, and suddenly felt that it would look good if he really got together with Yohji Miyazaki.

I don't understand the aesthetics of fashion circles, please give me a shirt and jeans, thank you!Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that he was about to doubt his life, and the most frightening thing was that he actually felt that wearing it like this was magically good-looking.

Soft and close-fitting materials and bright contrasting colors, the unusually bold design does not look cheap at all, but instead highlights a strange charm between men and women.

"I'm not lying to you, it's very pretty." Kyogokuhiko smiled lowly, feeling as if he understood why Miyazaki Yohji was so busy with his virtues and was willing to carry Sawada Tsunayoshi with him every day.

The soft and bully bunny with lop ears is really suitable for decompression and mood adjustment once in a while.

Calculating the time, the conversation was almost over. Kyogokuhiko dragged Sawada Tsunayoshi to show Miyazaki Yohji his "achievements". He took off the label on the back of the clothes and said helplessly, "Don't just use him as a new product model."

"But he looks good in clothes." Kyogokuhiko said confidently, holding Natsume by his side and pinching his cheeks, "This is the main style of this summer."

"Go and replace him." Yohji Miyazaki rubbed his forehead, feeling like he was about to have another headache, "Did you cry without seeing him?"

"Okay, okay, a group of human beings who don't understand fashion." Kyogokuhiko took out the jeans and white shirts he had prepared a long time ago, and taunted him unceremoniously. After speaking, he said to Natsume, "Take Sawada brother upstairs. I'm going to play with Uncle Midou for a while, I want to talk to Brother Miyazaki about something."

"It's an adult's business, isn't it?" Natsume nodded with a clear face, got off the sofa and pulled Sawada Tsunayoshi who had just changed into the door, "Brother Sawada, let's go and play with Uncle Midou!"

"Slow down!" The voice came from Tsunayoshi Sawada, who couldn't run faster than a second-grade elementary school student.

"Okay, it's just the two of us." Kyogokuhiko poured another cup of tea for Yohji Miyazaki, and said with a relaxed expression, "If you've been tricked by Natsume for so long, do you have anything you want to ask me?"

"What about you?" Yohji Miyazaki smiled, "I have nothing to ask after bringing Akatsuki in for so long?"

The two looked at each other, their expressions surprisingly similar.

Downstairs, Mido Takanori looked at the two standing at the door of his house, and heaved a long sigh.

"come in."

I must!From tomorrow!At once!Start looking!work!do!