"Poof!" A sip of wine in my mouth, why should I be a girl! I'm a girl, how can I let you have a baby, you can talk about it! Tsurumaru complained in his heart, but on the surface, he still pretended to be gentle to comfort the God Inquisitor.

"Even if I'm not a sister, I can be a sister to the Lord."

"Really," Rose sniffed.

"Really, really!" Tsurumaru patted the rose, "You can discuss anything with me!" ”

So the inquisitor laughed, and said with a smile that Tsurumaru is the best, and then fell drunk in Tsurumaru's arms. Since then, I really treat Tsurumaru as a sister, and let Tsurumaru take care of all the things in his life, and occasionally talk about the girl's heart.

"Tell me how to make Jiro like me, Tsurumaru!" Rose's eyes widened, "Tsurumaru, I believe in you very much!" ”

"Good, good!" Tsurumaru smiled, "It's not easy, the lord likes him and just confesses to him directly." ”

"Directly... Confession? Rose held her face, and her little face was flushed, "Wouldn't it be too direct!" ”

"No, it won't." Tsurumaru smiled, his golden eyes narrowing into a slit, "Remember to show your sincerity by offering your most important thing." ”

"The most important thing?"

"The name of the main temple is true, and the name is oh!"

Tsurumaru's eyes opened suddenly, and his golden pupils shone brightly, seducing the girl under the night sky.

"My, real name?" The girl's mouth was completely tempted by the white-haired Fu mourning in front of her.

"Hey, Lord Hall, you'll be shy to tell Jiro Hall about it yourself, right?"

"Hmm—" the girl nodded blankly.

"Then, as a sister, I'll help you say, how about it?"

The air twisted inexplicably, and the Tsurumaru country never alarmed anyone to open the spiritual power enchantment.

"Good..."

"Just tell me my real name, please tell me my real name," Tsurumaru whispered in the girl's ear.

"My real name is, Chiyo Kanda..."

"Whew!" A gust of wind blew through the two of them, and the contract was established! The rose suddenly disappeared from the inquisitor's room, leaving only the last fragrance of the girl in the world, and a trace of the aura of Tsurumaru Kuniyong.

When the girl woke up, she found herself sleeping in a large bedroom, the door was not closed, and she could see a maple tree in the courtyard that was bright red. Where is this? Am I drunk and faint? Walking out the door, Chiyo saw her white maid Tozurumaru Kuninaga at the end of the hallway.

"Tsurumaru?"

Tsurumaru looked back at Rose with a smile, "The main hall is awake." ”

Chiyo came to Tsurumaru's side, looked around, and saw a building that looked like a shrine not far away, and the room he slept in just now should belong to the god.

"This isn't the Red Mulberry Garden, where is this?"

"This is my Tsurumaru Kuninaga Divine Domain." Tsurumaru smiled, "The main hall has been hidden by my god!" ”

"What!" Chiyo was shocked: "How can you do such a thing!" ”

"Because the Lord told me my real name." Tsurumaru grabbed Rose's hand and used it so hard that the petite girl immediately fell on his lap.

"The main hall, Kanda Chiyo, you are finally the main hall of my own."

Holding the nephrite jade in his arms, Tsurumaru was about to kiss Chiyo, but the girl dodged with her head and gave Tsurumaru a slap with her backhand.

"I don't want it! I don't like you, let me go back! Jiro! Jiro, where are you! ”

"It doesn't seem like the Lord is in charge of the current situation." Tsurumaru, who was rewarded with a slap, didn't care, and reached out to restrain the girl who was constantly moving.

"Unless someone can break my Divine Domain, no one will come, including the Jiro Sword that the main hall has in mind."

"Why... Why did Tsurumaru do this? I trust you to give you my real name..."Chiyo was restrained by Tsurumaru and couldn't move, so she could only nest in his arms and cry.

"Oh..."Erlang God nodded, "It seems that you are also drinking, so let's drink with this seat!" ”

After that, he patted the wine jug he brought, and a strong smell of wine touched the sense of smell of Mei's personal sense. If Erlang God didn't hear the previous conversations was actually not true, and he offended other people's families on the first day he came here, Erlang God himself felt very upset, but he couldn't pull his head down to apologize, think about it, don't men just rely on wine and fists to communicate! So I went back to my room and found out this bottle of my treasure.

"Dongfang Tian's specialty Yulu Qing is commonly known as the three-step pour, do you want to taste it?"

"Three steps?" Taro feels a little bad when he hears the name, this wine is strong, pure, and fragrant when he smells it! It's definitely a rare wine, and the alcohol concentration feels so high that it can't be good, so it's really okay to drink it?

"It's so fragrant..."Yan Rong sniffed vigorously, and the aroma of wine wafting through the air showed the value of this pot of wine.

"Really, it smells so good!" Ishikimaru also sniffed, although he didn't like to drink, it was no problem.

Jiro swallowed his saliva, the wine was really fragrant, but he just said bad things about others, and now he really doesn't have the face to drink the medicinal wine. Mitsutada, on the other hand, watched in amazement as Erlang God poured pink liquor from the jug, and for the first time he saw that wine that was not fruit wine was pink.

"You all look like good drinkers, come on, try them!" Jiro God generously divided the wine, and everyone including Jiro got a small glass.

As its name suggests, the entrance is clear and sweet, and there is a hot air that chokes up after entering the throat, and the stomach and abdomen are warm, but also makes people a little drunk, and the head is a little groggy and feels very comfortable.

"Boom!" Jiro, who had been half-drunk for a long time, lay down on Taro and poured a glass, fell asleep directly unconscious, and knocked over the cup of Gyokuroqing in Taro's hand. Taro hurriedly picked up his younger brother, gave Jiro God an apologetic expression, and got up to carry Jiro into the room.

"Hey, don't bother." Jiro God beckoned to Taro, motioned for him to put Jiro down, and twisted a piece of yellow talisman paper and pasted it on Jiro's forehead.

"The Heavenly Dao is mysterious, the earth is dark, the dead trees are rotten, the roots are cursed, the soul is drooping, listen to my orders, Jiro knife! Rise! ”

Jiro stood up with a shaky body, his hands drooping, his eyes still closed, and he was even snoring slightly.

"Jiro Knife, go back to your room and sleep!" Jiro God waved his hand, and Jiro, who had a rune paper on his forehead, twisted back to the big knife room in a strange posture.

Jiang Xuedian, don't come out to pour water now, the roof of this pill will fly off! Everyone prayed in their hearts, how the figure writhing in the middle of the night looked like a ghost movie!

"That's... What is the spell? Ishakimaru turned his head and asked Jiro God.

"That's a puppet spell, and it's also called a zombie curse in Maoshan Technique." Erlang God took a sip of wine, and looked at the rock melt and candlestick cut that sprayed wine after listening to the explanation with some surprise.

"What's wrong with you?"

"No... It's okay..."Is it a zombie after a water ghost?" You must not tell him about it! Iwarong has some sympathy for Jiro Knife, who was injured twice tonight.

Taro looked at Erlang God with a complicated expression with a wine glass, this guy treats Fu Fushen as a zombie, what do you think of them! Even if the gods are low, they are still gods...

"Uh... Zombies... Not very good, Jiro-sama? We're kind of mourning. "The candlestick wiped his mouth, but it was a pity that he had a sip of wine!