Clothes and brocade night travel [comprehensive]

Chapter 92

"People" really increased.

Natsume pressed down the brim of his hat, and walked past the black luxury car on the side of the road with his classmates calmly, as if he didn't feel the thick and cold aura emanating from the car.

It must be for this reason that Jingjiyan and Diarmuid would give up their good time and come here, so he is a little shrimp who has not yet learned his skills, so it is better not to get involved.

Just protect the people around you from being involved.

At the crossroads, I said goodbye to my classmates and turned in another direction. I went to Nanatsujiya first, and saw that the store launched the ice-skinned bean paste matcha Daifuku that was limited to the end of spring.

"Red bean paste and matcha Daifuku, yes, three boxes." Natsume smiled and bought three boxes of Daifuku, planning to secretly feed them to Mr. Cat at night. He has been angry with Mr. Mao Goro recently, and sometimes he is so childish that it makes people wonder who is living better the long one.

"Ah - sneeze!" Teacher Cat sniffled and sneezed forcefully, blowing away the dandelion in front of him, which made him feel a little embarrassed, especially when Cat Goro was sitting in the corridor looking at him.

"What are you looking at?!" He turned his head and yelled angrily, with a bit of sternness in his tone.

"I didn't look at anything, meow." Mao Goro changed his posture from sitting upright to lying down, his topaz-colored eyes narrowed in a very gentle manner.

The fluffy fur with classical dark brown patterns is warm in the sun and almost explodes. The tail hangs down the corridor and shakes casually, which makes Mr. Cat look over there. .

Cats like to chase moving objects. This is an instinct engraved in biological cells. Even though Mr. Cat is not a cat at all, but a huge monster shaped like a fox, he is still inevitably affected by the mimicry of his body. , the eyes moved with the shaking of the tail, the paws were raised and lowered, and there was a grunting sound in the throat.

Naturally, such an appearance could not escape Mao Goro's eyes. A smile flashed through his squinted eyes, and he controlled his tail and shook it again, luring a fat cat who couldn't help but pounced on him.

In the aesthetics of the cat tribe, Mr. Cat is not a beauty. His fur is not thick enough, his limbs are too short, and he is a bit bloated. In the eyes of cats, he is probably the kind of cat that depends on a lot of food and a warm litter to be in heat. Period hooked up to the role of the little cat.

But Mr. Cat Goro likes it very much. He is not the kind of superficial cat who judges cats by their appearance. What's more, he knows very well that this lucky cat-like appearance is just a disguise. Strictly speaking, Mr. Cat is not a cat. He didn't smell like a cat at all, only a faint smell, like the dew on the tip of the grass on the lakeside grass under the moonlight in the middle of the night, very refreshing.

"Why hasn't Natsume come back yet?" After playing around for a while, he realized that he was actually getting together with the "enemy", Teacher Cat hurriedly withdrew his paw from Mao Goro's tail and changed the topic, "The sun is almost setting. "

"Maybe it's delayed by something, maybe it's meow." Cat Goro said, "Don't monsters often come to him and ask for his name back?"

Teacher Cat tilted his head and said, "But Natsume didn't take the friend account out today... No, I have to go and see."

As he said that, he was about to jump up and run outside.

"Wait." Mao Wulang bit the short tail of the cat teacher and dragged him down, "When do you want to find it like this, I will help you find it."

He raised his head and yelled twice, the sound was not loud, but it was enough for cats with keen hearing, and he could hear the meowing of cats on the street in an instant, which made people can't help but open the window and look at it twice, wondering secretly Now is obviously not the cat's estrus period.

Not long after, a group of cats with different furs and colors jumped over the fence of Fujiwara's house and sat around Mao Goro, meowing non-stop. After Mao Goro called a few times slowly, the cats quieted down. They leaned next to each other and whispered meow meow, as if they were discussing something.

A few minutes later, a small three-colored cat came out more and more, yelled at Mao Wulang for a while, and then all the cats quickly jumped out of the fence along the way they came, and disappeared.

During the whole process, Mr. Cat looked confused. He was not a real cat, so he couldn't understand the meaning hidden in those long and short meows. He could only silently watch Mao Goro and wait for him to translate.

"They said that Natsume was taken into the mountain." Cat Goro licked his paw and dutifully translated, "When he went to Nanatsujiya to buy snacks, he met some strangely dressed people and said a few words to Natsume After speaking, Natsume passed out and was taken into the car by them to the mountains."

"?!" Teacher Cat jumped up suddenly, "Which direction is it?!"

"I'll take you there." Mao Goro walked down the corridor and jumped over the wall flexibly, "It's a little far away—"

Before he finished speaking, he felt that he was bitten by the soft flesh on the back of his neck and was hanging in the air. He turned his head and met a pair of bright animal eyes. hair.

Some tough fur poked at the tip of the nose, causing the cat teacher who was floating in the air to wrinkle his nose, trying to hold back the sneeze and said: "Guide the way."

His voice is low and steady, and it is completely impossible to imagine his childishness in the state of a cat.

Mao Wulang quickly stabilized his mind, and pointed forward with his little paw, "Over there."

Teacher Cat, no, the big monster that should be called "Blade" now glances down at the pink and tender pads between the cat's raised paws, and can't help but pause for a few seconds before moving away, towards the direction Mao Goro is pointing fly over.

"They have already left." Diarmuid raised his eyes and glanced out of the window. He was a little far away, but he could still see traces of monsters across the sky. "You really don't want to go?" He looked down at Kyogokuhiko, who was lying on his lap reading a book, asked.

"If you can't even deal with that kind of small character, it's better to remake it again." Kyogokuhiko turned the book and didn't take it seriously.

Dilumudo sighed and didn't say anything more, instead he pushed Kyogokuhiko and said, "Get out of the way, my legs are numb after lying like this for a day."

"No." Kyogokuhiko turned over and leaned his head on Diarmuid's lower abdomen, flipping through the bookshelf on his lap.

"Hey..." Diarmuid pushed him again, "It's really numb."

Kyogokuhiko smacked his lips, half-supported his body with one hand in dissatisfaction, and exchanged a deep kiss with Diarmuid with the other hand.

"Since your legs are numb, you should change your posture." As he spoke, he straddled Diarmuid's body, brushing his fingers across his back and rubbing his waistline, all provocative.

Diarmuid's eyes darkened, and his breathing became a little short unconsciously.

"Don't worry, Natsume and the others probably will have to toss all night to get it done." Kyogokuhiko gently bit Diarmuid's earlobe, and laughed softly.

"Comforting a frightened child is tomorrow's job."

The "frightened child" Natsume sat on the ground obediently without saying a word, slowly directing the spiritual power attached to his fingertips to cut off the ropes binding his hands, carefully avoiding the sight of the patrolling guards.

He is now in a mountain villa - in recent years, Yayuan's beautiful natural environment has attracted many rich people to build holiday villas here. Most of the time, these villas are empty, which is very suitable for use as a place of imprisonment , because even if the voice is broken, it is difficult to be heard by others.

Natsume didn't know how many people were tied up here, but judging by the number of guards, he was definitely not the only one, and the strong evil spirit lingering around the villa also confirmed his most ominous guess.

This is a "feast" of monsters.

Before night fell, these "ingredients" for them were fed with good food and drink, and the moonlight gradually appeared in the narrow window, and a monster opened the door and pressed them past.

Natsume held the cut rope in his palm and acted obediently. He lowered his head and followed the footsteps of the guards. Slowly, the sound of music entered his ears. It was very quiet, only the light music echoed.

The smell of blood drifted over, and he saw the blood stains on the ground. The person who fell on the ground was already dying, and was dragged away from him by the guards.

Natsume's back was slightly chilled, sweat dripped from the palm holding the rope, she pursed her lips, and silently recited the Qingxin mantra in her heart.

He can't panic, he has to calm down.

"What a beautiful little brother..." The woman's voice was soft and coquettish, a strand of black hair hung in front of Xia Mu's eyes, and when she raised her eyes, she met a pair of bottomless black eyes.

The pale girl looked at him with a smile, her long and slender fingers were painted with bright colors, and when they brushed Natsume's cheeks, he couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body.

"Concubine Yuyihu..." She whispered softly, "I would like to borrow your liver today, would you like to?" She placed her hand on Natsume's abdomen, and her fingertips gradually protruded with sharp nails.

"Will you return it?" Natsume asked suddenly.

Yuyihu froze for a moment, then asked with a light smile, "What do you think?"

"I don't think I'll pay it back." Natsume shook his head, "So I can't lend it to you." He said it seriously, inexplicably cute, making Yuyihu step back a few steps and laughing, "What to do, I'm a bit reluctant to kill him is you."

"But you are very weak now," Natsume said, "otherwise you wouldn't be hunting around in such a hurry."

"What a smart kid." Yuyihu licked the corner of her lips, "I want to save you for the last one." She waved her hand and asked Natsume to sit aside, "Bring another one here."

The guard retreated respectfully, leaving Natsume and Yuyihu facing each other.

"I thought you would take the opportunity to escape." Yuyihu watched with a smile as Natsume threw the rope aside and stretched his wrists. "Now is the best opportunity."

"But I can't escape." Natsume said, "The action that will be predicted is doomed to fail, isn't it?"

"That's right, that's how it is." Yu Yihu giggled, "You were taught well."

"Mister will be very happy to hear that." Natsume replied, turning his head to look in the direction of the door.

The sound of light footsteps is coming from far and near.

"Here we come." Yuyihu stood up lightly, "Come and meet your compatriots."

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"..."

The disheveled Natsume and the equally disheveled Chang Jingsi looked at each other and fell into a long silence.