[Comprehensive] Jinmu Rebirth

Chapter 433 Growing Up

The affairs of the Kifune Shrine came to an end in the evening.

By dinner time, people who were working or who were out and about came back.

Sitting at the front of the dining table with Xiu Changji, and sitting on the left and right with Xiu Jishi and Xiuyan respectively, it can be regarded as dining with the old man.There were scenes like this when I was with Xiuzheng, but it was far warmer than it was then.

After a quick look, He Xiu Changji knew the taste of Yan's food.

The other party likes "tender vegetables", preferably young women, but you don't need to tell the grandson about this, so that the grandson will not feel that he should not eat human beings again.

That's it.

Suppressing one's instincts and preferences will not bring any good results to the one-eyed ghoul.

He will let Yan get used to it slowly without provoking a rebound. He believes that over time, the accumulated living habits will allow his grandson to accept this dietary concept.

For example, the current research is very much in line with his wishes.

He Xiuyan ate slowly and meticulously, and every move under the moiré kimono was pleasing to the eye.

When the eyebrows are lowered, the eyelashes are raised, and the red corners of the eyes are like peach blossoms.

In the years since He Xiuyan took over the custody of He Xiuyan, although He Xiu Changji has carefully crafted it, he himself is also a rare piece of rough jade. After all, there is no way to carve a stubborn stone into an exquisite jade.

Hexiu Changji knew that he went to Guichuan Shrine, but Hexiuji didn't know it. After finishing the meal, he smiled and said: "Yan, where did you go to play today, I have never seen you dress yourself up like this before."

He Xiuyan ate the food in his mouth a step slower than him, and put down his chopsticks.

"It's a makeup artist sent by grandpa."

In the morning he was startled himself.

The two looked at He Xiu Changji together, and He Xiu Changji said slowly: "The "Dragon God Festival" is going to be held at home, how can I keep ignoring my appearance?"

"Dragon" is the best.

Thinking of the sight of passers-by, He Xiuyan said suspiciously: "Grandpa, you said that this kind of makeup is popular in Japan. I asked the makeup artist to draw my eyebrows and eyes. I clearly haven't seen any man like this outside!"

When he was away from home, he was approached by women more than once, but it was the first time he was approached by a man!

He Xiu Changji: "...cough."

Holding back a smile with Xiuji: "Father, just say that this is what you like."

As the son, He Xiujishi directly exposed He Xiu Changji's little thoughts. How could he not know that his father likes ancient Japanese art. Every time there is a traditional song and dance performance, his father will find time to watch the broadcast.

This eye makeup, tsk tsk, Yan must have been tricked by his father.

"Yan, has the matter at Guichuan Shrine been resolved?" He Xiu Changji maintained the majesty of the patriarch, glared at his son, and changed the subject, "It will take at least three days for He Xiu's family to prepare."

He Xiuyan said: "Well, the shrine can lend us at least a week."

He Xiu Changji said with satisfaction: "It's still acquainted."

The shrine is the most solemn and sacred place for holding ceremonies. Guishen Shrine believes in the high dragon god, which just meets the requirements of the "Dragon God Festival" - holding the dragon god festival in the place of the dragon god.

He Xiuyan said: "Grandpa, I want to add a dragon god to Guichuan Shrine to replace the dark dragon god."

"The Guichuan Shrine believes in the High Dragon God, but the Dark Dragon God with the same status is unknown." He Xiu Changji immediately understood what Sun Tzu meant, "Do you want to make yourself the third Dragon God?"

Almost choked on saliva with Xiu Jishi.

He was extremely surprised: "Yan, do you want to become the dragon god in the shrine?"

He Xiuyan answered bluntly: "Since I am a 'dragon', the Kibune Shrine that believes in the dragon god is naturally mine."

He wants to make himself a dragon god of the bright and righteous way, not a ghoul living in a dark corner.

Seizing Faith is the best option.

In this way, even if the existence of the dragon is accidentally exposed in the future, Japanese shrines will recognize his identity.

Hexiu Changji was quite interested: "That's true. Japan worships dragon gods. The history of Hexiu's family is later than the establishment of the shrine. He has never intervened in Shinto affairs. Now that Ken has this idea, grandpa will help you achieve it. "

He Xiuyan smiled and said, "Then I will wait for the good news from grandpa."

The owner of the shrine refused to agree, so he had no choice but to let the other party face his grandfather.

Hmm, ghostly reputation...

He Xiuyan said that although grandpa is very gentle to him, he is really famous in the outside world.

Such an atmosphere of eating and chatting together as a family made him and Xiu Jishi feel very comfortable unexpectedly, as if the tiredness from working all day had disappeared.I have to say the father's attitude towards his nephew, and his nephew's attitude towards himself-this is a family.

Since Zheng grew up, he liked to fight against him. Although he knew that it was a difference in concept, he felt a little sad in his heart.

No one likes someone who is against them.

Even his son.

Zheng, after all, is too eager to be the heir. Now that he has lost these, his relationship between CCG and Zheng has dropped to a freezing point. He wants to change but is unable to pay too much to reverse Zheng's thinking.

Let time change these.

During the late-night break, he and Xiu Jishi read in the study, reviewing the past history of the family.These things were originally forgotten by him when he grew up, and he thought they were nonsense, but now he found that most of them seemed to be true, and the few false contents were at best exaggerated praise.

His father entrusted him with a task, asking him to write the sacrificial speech of "Dragon God Sacrifice", to remember the ancestors and bless the descendants.

And Xiujishi black line.

My attainments in Japanese literature are not so profound.

Looking at these sacrificial words that can be referred to, his head hurts, and the words are not enough to describe this reserved style of writing.

While he was reading at night, there were two polite knocks on the door.

"Who?"

"Uncle, it's me."

The door opened, and Xiuyan showed his head, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.

Before he could be surprised with Xiu Ji, he walked in briskly and put the coffee on the table, "Uncle, I saw you came over so late without sleeping."

It was not surprising, there was a light from a lamp in the window, and he could see it across the room.

Looking at the coffee with Xiuji, he said with a wry smile: "Father told me to drink less."

He Xiuyan said cunningly: "I picked it up, honor uncle."

When I was with Xiuji, I felt flattered instantly. Thinking about how my father trained and studied, it’s fine if he’s never been in the kitchen. Even if he went to Germany, there are still a lot of servants stationed there to serve him.

"Huh, it tastes good." After taking a sip, he and Xiu Ji were slightly surprised.

"Probably the only thing I'm good at is making coffee." Standing by the desk, He Xiuyan glanced casually to see what book Uncle was reading, "Thank you Uncle, Grandpa asked you to write this thing."

"Tell me, what's the matter." He was not fooled by him when he was with Xiu Ji.

He Xiuyan hesitated, and said under He Xiuji's clear eyes: "When can I go to CCG?"

It's been a while since I returned to China, but my grandfather didn't mention it.

He asked his uncle to ask about his tone.

He Xiuji said: "The exact time is uncertain, the file has been handed over to the headquarters, as long as father agrees, you can go to CCG to work at any time, I am looking forward to Yan coming to help me."

Like Xiuyan, listening to his words was almost the same as not listening, feeling bored.

Seeing this with Xiuji, he said happily, "Do you really want to come to work? You should cherish your leisure time."

After drinking the coffee, Xiuji and Xiuyan enjoyed a show of friendship with Xiuyan. He Xiuyan looked at the uncle who didn't eat oil and salt, sighed, and stroked the writing with his finger, "If uncle can tell me a specific time, I will write the sacrificial speech." As he spoke, he looked at the other party with pleading eyes, and he almost hugged He Xiuji's arm to act like a spoiled child.

When I was with Xiuji, I remembered Ruanruan and Xiuyan at the beginning, and the previous researcher often acted like a baby to him.

"You, you can just ask your father about this kind of thing. There is nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Grandpa always changes the subject."

"No way, father can't bear you to cling to him, what do you want, will he give it to you?"

"Is uncle jealous?"

He Xiuyan smiled, the man in front of him was more than 30 years older than him.

He Xiuji smiled and said: "That's not true, I'm used to him keeping a straight face all day long, when he stops being so straight, I'm afraid I'm going to suspect that something's wrong with me."

"Want to know when? Come closer and I'll tell you."

"Ok?"

He Xiuyan bent down to look at the person sitting behind the table.

He directly pinched the tip of his nose with Xiuji, and whispered: "After the "Dragon God Festival", father will arrange a marriage for you. As long as you are engaged, you can go back to work at CCG."

He Xiuyan's pupils dilated slightly, and he lost his voice: "Engaged?"

So fast? !

He said to Xiuji: "Don't reveal this matter, father is looking for a suitable wife for you."

He Xiuyan never expected to come here to ask for information, and to get such an "insider".

"I'm only 22 years old."

After saying his age, his voice was a little bit aggrieved.

"Not too small."

He and Xiuji said solemnly: "Zheng was engaged, and he didn't get married until he was 26 years old. From the point of view of how much your father favors you, it doesn't matter if you get married a few years later."

He Xiuyan: "..."

He's petrified.

Did you have to think about marriage so early?

After a while, He Xiuyan said what was in his heart: "I don't want to get engaged so early."

Stop teasing him with Xiu Jishi, let go, "I can't decide this matter... Well, you can try to talk to your father, remember, don't talk about free love, or you will be in love in a few days." One day, there will be an extra naked woman on your bed, and the Hexiu family has raised a lot of "birthers" who specialize in serving the family."

He Xiuyan looked at him strangely: "Uncle sounds very experienced."

When talking to Xiuji, he said gently but bitterly: "Because that's what I said in the past."

He Xiuyan understands.

Uncle, I will definitely not follow in your footsteps.

The next day, he repaired the mansion.

Before He Xiuyan woke up, He Xiu Changji had already woken up energetically, and in the name of the head of the family, he notified all the important members of He Xiu's branch family, telling them to arrive at Guishen Shrine in Kyoto Prefecture in three days.After those people received the invitation to hold the "Dragon God Festival" at Guichuan Shrine, they were confused, ""Dragon God Festival"?"

Is it to commemorate the ancestors to hold such a ceremony for no reason?

Only smart people think of the disappearance of the chief speaker and director for a month, and the disappearance of Xiuyan abroad, and then look at the invitation post of "Dragon God Festival", and suddenly take a breath of air.

No way……

It took me a month to create the "Dragon"? !

It is not a secret that the ancestor was a one-eyed ghoul who took the form of a "dragon", but anyone who is interested in family history has heard of it.Believe it or not is one thing, but whether it exists or not is another matter. Ever since the case of Nagara Jie appeared, the older branch family members have firmly believed in the "dragon".

If the "Dragon" is born, the Hexiu family will have the power to suppress all ghouls!

After figuring this out, the person who separated the family held the invitation with trembling fingers, "If it's true or not, you'll know if you go and have a look."

Without mentioning their affairs, He Xiuyan woke up a little later than usual on this day.The temperature in the first ten days of September was on the high side, but He Xiuyan's inner house was not too hot, and the physique of the ghoul made him not afraid of the heat. In his bed, He Xiuyan could smell the warmth like sunshine.

He Xiuyan buried his face in the soft pillow, breathing softly, his body curled up, his fingers gripped the bed sheet slightly weirdly.Suddenly, he was awakened by the early morning birdsong in the garden, his eyes were filled with hazy water vapor, and the little smile on the corner of his mouth kept him from his dream.

From top to bottom, there is an indescribable laziness and comfort.

A bit reluctant to wake up.

The confusion in He Xiuyan's expression disappeared for a moment, then his face changed slightly, and he did not sit up for a long time.

Just in the sleep just now——

He had dreamed the kind of erotic dreams theoretically any male would have.

It's just that after talking about marriage with his uncle, he thought about some miscellaneous things at night, as if his body, which was far away from desire, was suddenly opened up to this desire.

Under normal circumstances, he keeps a distance from women, treats them with a respectful attitude, and does not have too many illusions, because no woman is worth chasing.Of course, beautiful and slim women are attractive to him, and no man would refuse to look at beautiful women more.

Grandpa taught him that he doesn't need to suppress his desires, and he can tell his relatives what he wants.

It's just that he really doesn't like physical contact with strangers, so the education in this area has been delayed again and again, and it never happened that one day, there was an extra beautiful woman on the bed to warm his bed.

The problem is coming!

It was not a woman who touched him in the dream, but a real man!

The way the other party elicits his desire is very simple——

use your mouth.

He Xiuyan frowned, the scene in the dream seemed real or fake, the memory was covered with a layer of white veil, which made this charming dream less vulgar, more like the person in the dream comforting him, hug him.

No one knows his deepest desire, he prefers hugs more than anything else.

Thinking of this, he can somewhat accept dreaming.

"It's just... is this really what I imagined?" He Xiuyan bit his fingertips, the slight pain made him break away from the feeling of being touched all over his body, and a certain shameful part was sucked little by little .

It was a wonderful feeling.

Because the other party has a very dexterous tongue, he will lick his sensitive places from time to time.

Even if he tried to hold back, he would still be sucked out.

The other party's lips enfolded his lower part, and his arms wrapped around his waist, occasionally holding down his struggling and repelling body.The things that can only be done in the most intimate relationship are coaxed by the other party to complete bit by bit, and the one who enjoys it, the body also remembers the warmth of the man's mouth and tongue.

Also, the other party couldn't see his face...it was purple hair...

"Purple?"

He Xiuyan's eyelids twitched suddenly, recalling this crucial point.

Purple hair, man.

It's literally pointing an arrow at someone!

"My... Ex-boyfriend, did you actually do this with me?" He Xiuyan lifted the quilt, put his pajamas on him neatly, proving that he didn't really sleep with any man for a night.

You don't even need to look to know it's dirty.

He went to change his clothes and threw them into the bamboo basket for washing.

Because it is pajamas, fit is the most important thing. Usually, it is only thrown away after two or three times of washing. The servants are very likely to take the clothes out for washing.He Xiuyan put his underwear on the bottom, gritted his teeth, made a phone call and ordered the servants to go upstairs and dispose of all his clothes.

Unexpectedly, the first servant to run upstairs was Aihara Peirong.

"Master Yan, what do you want to tell me?"

His cheeks were flushed, and there seemed to be a tail wagging behind him, very cheerful.

He is not a person who lives in Hexiu's mansion. Although he is a servant in name, he is actually a subordinate of Hexiuyan.He came here early in the morning from another place, just in time to hear the servant downstairs received an order, and without saying a word, he replaced the other party's duties and went upstairs to find and practice.

He didn't have any different expressions from Xiuyan, pointed to the bamboo basket, and said calmly: "Throw away these clothes."

"Yes."

Aiyuan Peirong nodded in response, picked up the bamboo basket and went downstairs.

There is a light and sweet fragrance hidden in the clothes, which smells better than the expensive but earthy ambergris, Aihara Peirong couldn't help thinking: Lord Ken's breath is too attractive to ghouls.

The inner house of Hexiu Mansion was too big, and Aiyuan Peirong couldn't find a place, so he grabbed the servant who was robbed by him and asked, "Where is the place to throw the garbage?"

The servant secretly rolled his eyes, "What do you want to throw away? Something in your hand?"

Aihara Peirong said: "Master Yan told me to throw away these clothes."

The servant who has been taking care of and training in the inner house said, "I'll take you there, it's right next to you."

When he was really throwing things away, Aihara Peirong was very about to throw them all into the trash can when he was suddenly stopped by a servant beside him with a smile, "Mr. Bar."

As soon as he got closer, the servant's expression became subtle.

Aihara Peirong's scalp was a little numb, it was an attitude mixed with surprise, pondering, suddenly discovering something, and so on.

Clothes... is there a problem...

"No need, I throw it myself!"

"no!"

The servant stopped him unceremoniously and snatched the bamboo basket with a serious expression that made people feel hairy.

"The head of the family has explained that this is a very serious matter, and you cannot throw it away without authorization."

"what??"

Ignoring Xiangyuan Peirong's bewilderment, the servant turned over the bamboo basket and quickly found the clothes that confirmed his guess.

"As expected, Master Yan's usual smell is not so strong."

Any change in the little master's body, the servant can proudly say that he will never mistake it.

Ken-sama has grown up.