The correct way to wish for the Holy Grail of Conan

After coming out of the realm of the underworld, the real world stayed in hell for another four days, and after a full week, he stepped into the teleportation array alone and returned to the present world.

The space jumping point had been set by Qingming long ago. After Hei Qingming launched the formation, the jumping point would be chosen in the courtyard of the Yinyang House.

When the light of the formation and the breath of spiritual power appeared in the courtyard, other shikigami surrounded the main courtyard.

Shinse, dressed in a moon-white hunting suit, appeared out of nowhere in the small courtyard, and the shikigami swarmed around him, asking about this and that.

"Master Zhenshi, welcome back!"

"Master Zhenshi, Shantu misses you so much!"

"Master Zhenshi, how are you doing in hell?"

"My lord..."

Everyone chattered around Zhenshi, and Zhenshi patiently answered the questions she heard one by one, although it was a bit unclear who asked them.

"Everyone." Eight hundred bhikkhuni's undeniable voice intervened, with a strong soothing force, "Master Zhenshi has just returned from hell, I think we should take a good rest first, we still have a lot of days to get along, first Let Masahiro and Seimei-sama talk to each other?"

"Ah, speaking of which, Master Qingming should be the one who worries you the most, right?" the shy carp spirit whispered to Jiaotu beside him.

"Virgin, let's let Master Zhenshi get along with Master Qingming first. The younger sister is gone, the most anxious one should be the elder brother, right?" The boy was holding his sister, the girl's little wing, and was about to walk back.

With a few shikigami as role models, the others have to leave no matter how reluctant they are.

Of course, those who don't want to leave, Qing Ji who stubbornly wants to entangle Zhenshi, doesn't want to leave at all, wraps her snake tail around Zhenshi, and rubs against people fiercely.

"Master Zhenshi, please let Qing Ji stay by your side? Qing Ji is willing to just watch quietly. Qing Ji has only experienced the despair of almost losing you once, please let Qing Ji see you more ?”

Qing Ji looked at Zhenshi with tears in her eyes. Anyone who saw this picture of a beauty crying would feel unbearable.

It's a pity that she is facing the real world who is accustomed to beauty.

She stroked Qingji's head soothingly, and said, "Qingji, be good first. I'll come to you after I finish talking with my brother, please be patient for a little longer?"

"Master Zhenshi..." Qing Ji closed her eyes, enjoying the warm touch from the top of her head, bit her lip with her white teeth, her eyes fluttered, "Since Master Zhenshi said so, Qing Ji will definitely work hard Please be patient for a while longer. Please come to Qing Ji as soon as possible after Master Zhenshi is finished!"

Otherwise she would go crazy with envy.

"I promise." A sweet smile appeared on Zhenshi's delicate face.

Qing Ji stared at Zhen Shi's smiling face infatuatedly, twisted the snake's body, and walked out of the yard with three steps and three turns.

Because the cherry blossom demon is the exclusive "nanny" of the two, it is a matter of course to stay, and she has the demeanor of being close to the water and getting the moon first.

"Then, let me prepare some delicious cherry cakes first."

The cherry blossom demon bowed slightly, restraining the excitement in her heart very well, and walked slowly step by step.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis have no objections, and so does Zhenshi.

"Did you have fun in hell, Masei?" Seimei looked at the tea stem standing up in the teacup, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more real.

Shinse sat next to Seimei and nodded, "Everyone is very enthusiastic."

"Speaking of which, Master Zhenshi's complexion today is better than in the past. It seems that he is indeed doing well in hell." Eight hundred bhikkuni said with a smile as he took his seat.

Zhenshi patted his face, "Really? I don't think there is any difference."

"Mashi, tell me about your experience in hell. Although that guy has repeatedly promised that he will not use you to make trouble, I am still not at ease. You are not allowed to hide it from me." Qingming took a sip from his teacup Refreshing tea.

"All of them?" Zhenshi tilted his head.

"All." Seimei repeated these two words seriously, staring at Zhenshi unresistingly.

"I see. Let's start with regaining consciousness..."

Time passed by every minute and every second, the sky drew the curtain of night, and the moon appeared from the dark clouds, shedding a hazy brilliance.

Zhenshi's eyelids have started to fight with sleepiness, and the frequency of drinking tea is increasing, but there is less and less content to talk about.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis looked at the sleepy Zhenshi and Seimei who was determined to let Zhense finish his speech, sighed lightly, and said: "Master Qingming, why don't you let Master Zhenshi continue tomorrow, it is already late at night."

When Zhenshi heard this, he stopped talking, and looked at Seimei eagerly, staring at him pitifully, with physiological tears in his eyes due to sleepiness.

"Brother~" Zhenshi coquettishly whispered.

Qingming turned her head away, not looking at her: "Continue. Now is the exercise of your willpower, bhikkhuni, if you are tired, go down first."

Regarding Hei Qingming, one should never be careless.

Even if he knew that the other party would not bring trouble in the real world, it was hard to guarantee that there would be no clues related to the singer whose soul disappeared last time.

If the opponent's target is really the true world...

There was a purring sound in Zhenshi's throat, protesting like a little animal, but Seimei didn't look at her, leaving her with nowhere to vent, so she had to look at Babaichuni.

However, the other party also looked away, not daring to look at her.

"You all bully me!" Zhenshi twitched his nose, smacked his lips, and continued to speak up.

After Zhenshi finally finished speaking, she was so sleepy that she closed her eyes, and fell headlong on Seimei's lap.

Seimei was startled, and hurriedly wanted to help Zhenshi up, and then saw Zhenshi's long eyelash feathers moving on his lap.

"By the way...brother..."

Zhenshi slightly opened his eyes, the blue pupils seemed to have been washed by water, and they were still hazy with sleepiness.

Qingming subconsciously lowered her voice and let out a "hmm".

"While sleeping, I had a dream..."

"What kind of dream?" Qingming was stunned, then asked softly.

"Dream, mother..." Zhenshi's voice gradually became softer, and his breathing became gentle again.

The eight hundred bhikkuni shrank his eyes and looked at Seimei almost instantly.

And Qingming lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to caress Fu Zhenshi and closed his eyes, with an inexplicable expression, "Tomorrow, go to the hospital for a physical examination."

"Zzz..."

.......

"The real world!"

People come before they come.

The next moment, the door of the ward was opened with a bang. Fortunately, in the entire ward, there was only Zhenshi's bed with her, and no one else, otherwise it would definitely disturb others.

"Yuanzi, Xiaolan!" Zhenshi's eyes lit up as he watched the two people entering the door.

"Great! You're really awake!" Mao Lilan patted her chest happily.

"How could I send you a message if you don't wake up?" Zhenshi looked at Mao Lilan with a smile, and Mao Lilan gave her a reproachful look.

Suzuki Sonoko glanced at the stack of inspection reports in front of Zhenshi's bed, and exclaimed a little: "Wow, all of them are inspection reports. Is this the rhythm of your brother giving you all the inspections once? "

Shinse nodded, with some minor complaints in his tone: "That's right! My brother insisted that I have a full-body examination, but now all the examinations have been completed, and now I can leave the hospital just waiting for the last photo report. "

"Really, why are you walking around like that kid Conan and getting into trouble now!" Suzuki Sonoko moved the chair next to him without any notice, and she and Mao Lilan sat down one by one, ready to wait for Zhense to get the last report Then we were discharged from the hospital together.

—— Digression——

Wang Wife Shi Qingji: Woohoo, Lord Zhenshi actually chatted with Lord Qingming all night!