"It's not productive." The wine-swallowing boy looked at the wayward little girl of the real world, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and walked towards the real world.

Mashi sobbed and stretched out his hand, like a lost child who had finally found his belonging, opened his hand, hugged the strong waist of the wine-swallowing boy, and whispered in his arms:

"Don't tell your brother they ......"

"Of course Uncle Ben is not interested in making a small report." The wine swallowing boy raised his eyebrows, picked up the real world who was still crying, and easily lifted the person up and scooped it into his arms.

"Let's go! Uncle Ben will take you to the demon world to have fun! The unhappy emotions are all about venting them all!" The wine swallowing boy said very cheerfully.

"Is this going to be gone again, dear friend? Wait for me! The Ibaraki boy, who had just chased the wine-swallowing boy, scratched his head and chased after the wine-swallowing boy again.

The surrounding scenery is getting darker and darker, and the shadows that cannot be seen by the human eye are the world of youkai.

Mayo was held by the drunken boy all the way, and although his speed was extremely fast, and the scenery around him disappeared quickly, it was not impossible to see.

"Where are we going?" Mayo wondered.

"There is a youkai village called Futaba Village, because the location in the current world is just where the humans built it, and the humans wanted to transform it into a dam, so it was flooded. However, even if the current location is underwater, it is nothing if it is changed to the world coordinates of the monster. Tonight there will be a celebration in that small village, and it seems that there will be competitions and prizes. You can have fun at the festival. The drunken boy said nonchalantly.

Mayo sighed in his arms, "Are you interested in that kind of village too?" ”

As far as she knew, the drunken boy wouldn't participate in that kind of little celebration that was not famous.

"Tsk, who do you think Uncle Ben is going to that kind of small village for?" The drunken boy scratched the real world.

Zhenshi's eyes lit up, "It's good to swallow you!" ”

"Futaba Village? Oh! I see, my dear friend, because the tanuki who made the wine for you also ran out there to join in the fun, right? The Ibaraki boy who followed behind the wine swallowing boy instantly understood something, and he blurted out the platform that dismantled the wine swallowing boy.

Mato: "......"

I see.

A "well" burst out of the forehead of the drunken boy who was demolished, snorted coldly, and sped up.

The second monk of Ibaraki Boy was confused.

Why is the best friend angry?

Belonging to humans, it has long lost its popularity, and now the small village that has become the residence of the monsters is hung with strings of red lanterns, and there are a few lantern ghosts shuttling among the monsters, and the whole walking street lamp is lit wherever you go.

The Drunken Boy led Mayo to a house with a half-open door, then kicked it open and walked in.

Inside, the tanuki, who was stirring wine with a leaf on its head, was startled, and its eyes widened in shock when it saw that it was a drunken boy.

"Wine, wine, wine, wine, why are you here?" The tanuki felt that he was greatly frightened.

The wine swallowing boy and the Ibaraki boy walked into the house and said lazily: "Uncle Ben's wine is gone, of course I will come to you." ”

Tanuki was a little embarrassed, "But the drinks here at the festival haven't finished yet..."

Today, it was invited by a yokai called Ryshin to come to this festival and become a guest brewer.

It obviously brewed so much wine for the wine swallowing boy before leaving, but it has only been a few days, and it is actually gone!

The Ibaraki boy frowned, and subconsciously wanted to say how those ants were worthy of comparing with his best friend, but he saw the wine swallowing boy "oh", let go of the real world, and then sat down on the tatami mat in the house.

"Then let Uncle Ben try the bar for this celebration. Mashi, you come here. The drunken boy's down-to-earth style made the Ibaraki boy glare.

"Huh?" The real world approached the wine swallowing boy suspiciously.

The wine swallowing boy raised his hand, and the sharp and pointed nails slashed lightly on the fingertips, and a bloody mark was drawn, and then in the bewildered eyes of the real world, the other hand opened the fine Liuhai of the real world, and pressed the blood on the fingertips on her forehead.

"What are you doing!!"

The whole person of the real world who felt the fishy smell cracked, and retreated vigilantly.

As a close friend of the wine swallowing boy, Ibaraki Boy slapped his thigh again: "It deserves to be a close friend!" After being stained with your demon and blood, there will be no more little monsters who don't have long eyes to find the little real world unhappy! ”

The drunken boy let out a "hmm", thinking to himself that this guy Ibaraki finally said a good word today.

"Alright, let's play as much as you want." The corners of the wine swallowing boy's mouth hooked up a wicked arc, and in a pair of blood-like red eyes, he revealed the arrogance and domineering spirit that belonged to the ghost king of the great rivers and mountains.

He is a person who swallows the boy, even if he pierces the sky, he has the confidence to protect it to the end!

Zhenshi covered his head, turned out a mini comb from his cross-body bag in disgust, combed his Liuhai, and muttered: "Really, if you want to wipe the blood next time, just tell me!" ”

"Whew!" The drunken boy laughed angrily at the disgusted little appearance of the real world, waved his hand, and began to chase people again: "Hurry up and play!" ”

"Humph!" The real world made a grimace at the drunken swallowing boy, and ran away when he was done.

"This girl!" The wine-swallowing boy snorted and withdrew his gaze.

The tanuki silently took two wine bowls, poured them both, and then went on to make his own wine.

Tonight is destined to be tiring.

The Ibaraki boy sat down beside the wine swallowing boy with a big grin, took a sip of the wine bowl, and smacked his lips, "Fortunately, although the place is a little broken, the wine can still be eaten." ”

The wine swallowing boy raised his eyebrows, picked up the wine bowl, and tasted it lightly.

Well, it's still admirable.

It's just a little worse than the wine in Dajiangshan.

On the other side, Mayo followed the direction of the youkai and came to a river full of wishing lanterns.

This is not the first time that the real world has participated in the festival of youkai, but it is the first time that the time has changed so many years later.

The lantern is sold by a swamp fish demon, and the head and fins of the fish can be identified at a glance.

The real world noticed that the currency they traded with each other was not the coins of the present world, but the rare gold and silver possessions in the mortal world, or small spirit stones and rare oddities.

Yokai generally rarely go to the present world, they don't like to get along with humans, and naturally they don't use human currency to circulate.

They generally exchange real gold and silver, and the extravagant hand is a spirit stone containing spiritual energy, or their own rare treasures.

This is the "currency circulation" of the yokai.

Mayo watched the lanterns floating down the river for a while.

Even she has to admit that the appearance of these lanterns is quite good-looking.

So she walked to the swamp fish demon who sold the lanterns, and asked crisply, "Excuse me, how do you sell a lantern?" ”

Matose's approach made the other youkai who also wanted to buy a lantern stop instantly, looking at her with fear and horror.

Well, what a terrible demon!

The anger and domineering of the drunken swallowing boy are engraved in his bones, along with his demon blood and demon energy, they are all very strong.

Just one meter closer, ordinary little demons would not be able to stand this terrifying and powerful demon aura, and tremble.

This, where is this, where did the little ancestor come from?!

——Digression——

Bald Abba (smiling): My family's.