【Wine Ci】Ksitigarbha Statue

Chapter 12

Shuten-douji did not let the child go back to the village.He found a place for the child to take a bath, and ordered him to wash his messy hair as well.The child's movements were unfamiliar, and it was the first time he had come into contact with soap locusts. The foam overwhelmed him, and he slipped and almost broke his head.Jiu Tun didn't pay attention to him, and only noticed the sound when he heard the sound, and saw the child fell to the ground in a daze, with foam all over his body, face and head, he was holding his breath and closing his eyes nervously.In the end, the King of Ghosts had no choice but to lend a helping hand. Both the ghost and the person were strangers. The child was unexpectedly wary of the touch on the neck, and Jiu Tun was also nervous about the wounds the ghost's sharp nails would cause on the child.But it was finally done, Jiu Tun sighed in his heart that it was more tiring than fighting with Ibaraki Doji for three days and three nights, when he turned his head, he saw the child wearing neat new clothes, sitting there clean and obedient, and suddenly I felt okay for a while, and it wasn't too scary after tossing around for a long time.

He had been wandering around the market for a long time with nothing to do on weekdays, but at another time, he took a child by the hand, and he was still methodical and familiar in a strange town.For example, the wine sold on Huajie is several times more expensive, but the taste is slightly acceptable. Where can you eat fish that is prohibited by civilians despite the government's restrictions, and where can you find fresh and bizarre things.The child was much better than he had imagined, but he was taken aback when Jiu Tun transformed into form.He took a step back, staring at the ronin that Jiu Tun turned into with extreme vigilance, Jiu Tun changed his voice, and said lazily: "Why, you won't recognize it if you change your skin?"

The ronin's hair in Jiu Tun's transformation is black, but it is still curly.Barefoot, the collar of the clothes is half open, showing a strong chest, a knife is pinned to the waist, the gourd always carried behind the back is gone, and a small wine gourd is hanging down beside the knife.The child bit his lip and stared at him, his eyes wary, like a little beast that would swing its claws at any moment.He listened to the sound and judged for a long time before he was convinced. He ran close and stuck to his side.After entering the city, he also tightly held on to the hem of Jiu Tun's clothes, not leaving every step, only looking around curiously with a pair of eyes.It was the first time he had seen so many people, and it was also the first time he had seen such a town.Just looking at it felt very novel, not to mention that Jiu Tun brought him into the shop, ordered a jug of wine, and served two large plates of grilled fish and barbecue.

The child stares at the meat.Even if Jiu Tun didn't speak, he didn't dare to move, he just stared, swallowing uncontrollably.

Jiu Tun took a sip of the wine and handed the child a pair of chopsticks.The child held it jerky in his hand, standing upright, carefully as if holding a good knife.Jiu Tun pushed the plate towards the child, and the child grasped the chopsticks with one hand, and wanted to reach out for food with the other hand; he stretched his hand halfway, then retracted it, looking left and right to see how other people ate.He watched for a while, learning slowly, holding one together in each hand, as if using two-handed swords, and started to pinch, the fish fillets were picked up by him a little, and fell down again.The child froze, carefully raised his eyes to look at Jiu Tun; Jiu Tun looked at him, lowering his head to drink.The child breathed a sigh of relief and tried to use it with one hand again. The fingers and the bamboo chopsticks seemed to be fighting. It was difficult to control the opening and closing, not to mention the thinly sliced ​​fish.The fish couldn't be picked up, so the child tried to pick up the pork. It was difficult for him to use it, and he wasted a lot of energy. While staring at the piece of meat that was caught, some fine beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose. As a result, halfway through, the chopsticks shook, and the meat still fell off and landed on the table. It seemed to make a loud noise, and the shoulders of the frightened child trembled.He reached out to grab the piece of meat and wanted to destroy the evidence, but he happened to see Jiu Tun put down the wine cup, and the two people's eyes met. The child didn't grab the meat or throw it away. He just lowered his head and remained silent.

Shuten said, "Can't use chopsticks?"

From his perspective, he could only see the top of the child's hair.The little monster has a consistent stubborn temper. After washing his hair, it curls up messily again after drying; but Shuten knows that his hair is surprisingly soft to the touch, like the fluff of a small animal.He stretched out his hand across the table and pressed the child's hair spinner, it was soft and nice to the touch.The child covered his head and wanted to show his teeth at the wine, but instead he showed a half confused and half helpless expression and just stared at him.

Of course he can't use chopsticks.It still takes some time for a little beast to learn a more refined eating habit.Jiu Tun thought about it, and was about to pull the chopsticks that the child was holding, but the child held it tightly, Jiu Tun stretched out his hand and pulled it, but it still didn't move.As if Jiu Tun wanted to take away his important things, the child's eyes were round and round, like a glaring kitten.

"Hold it with your hands." Shuten said.

The child stuffed the meat he was holding into his mouth.After eating this piece, I tried to pick it up with chopsticks again; if I failed, I dropped it on the table and picked it up with my hands and ate it. The trouble was that it fell to the ground, and the child bent over and wanted to pick it up and eat it.Jiu Tun called him to stop, he looked over in an ignorant Chao Jiu Tun, Jiu Tun caught a piece of meat and told him: "Open your mouth."

The child was dumbfounded and obedient.

Feeding him is also fun.Sometimes the speed is too fast, and the child does not refuse, but just eats desperately, his cheeks are bulging, like a hamster.Shuten left the table halfway to refill the wine, and when he came back, he saw the child using his chopsticks again; although the movements were still rusty, they had succeeded time and time again.Jiu Tun patted him on the head as a compliment, and the little monster looked up happily.After he was happy for a while, he lost interest in this new skill, and ate with his hands again; the chopsticks that Shuten gave him were not thrown away, and he only grasped them with the other hand, holding them tightly, like Holding a banner of victory.

Only then did Shuten understand him; the child learned to use chopsticks not to make himself look more human; nor was it just because Shuten handed him the chopsticks.He is like a blank piece of paper, full of cravings for all new things like paint-he is always full of pure desire, whether it is as Ibaraki Doji or a small little devil head at the moment .

Jiu Tun just laughed, raised his head and took a sip of the wine, drank half of the newly filled jug, didn't add any more, and went to tease the children.He asked: "Delicious?"

The child opened those round pupils with distinct black and white eyes, and his lips were oily, making them a shimmering red.Listening to Jiu Tun's question, his eyes rolled around, like a small animal wandering around the dessert suspicious of a trap.After a while, he nodded silently.

"Meat is not enough," he said, "wine is necessary."

The child looked at him with clear pupils.

Jiu Tunxin took a thin wine cup, poured out a little wine, and held it out in front of the child.The child looked at it, then looked up at Jiu Tun, leaned over to drink it up, but was so hot that his tongue stuck out.Jiu Tun just laughed: "Don't you look forward to drinking with me every day? It's like this now, and your drinking capacity won't be much better when you grow up. You always get drunk first. It's you who accompany me, or I drink with you. Um?"

The little monster is ignorant, and maybe he doesn't understand anything else. The only thing he understands about Jiu Tun is that he is laughing that he can't drink.When he stood up, he was eager to grab the flagon in Jiu Tun's hand.The ghost king looked at him, but for a moment he didn't know where he was looking and who he was looking at.The child almost jumped onto the table, boldly hanging on Shuten's arm.Jiu Tun pretended to be aggressive, the child shrank his neck, but he was not afraid; he could only scratch the child's nose and handed him the jug.The child took the pot and sat down cross-legged. His whole face seemed to be buried in it. It was obviously too spicy, but he still stuck his neck to drink.

Hey, Jiu Tun thought, he is really as stupid as Ibaraki.

With less than half a jug of wine, the child was drunk as expected, lying on Jiu Tun's back and hiccupping dizzily.Jiu Tun knocked him on the head and scolded him: "Let you drink." The child raised his head and grinned at Jiu Tun—a very bright smile.What else can I say?Even Ibaraki Doji got drunk more than once in front of him; not to mention the body of a child who doesn't drink alcohol at all.He couldn't say anything, he could only carry him like a ghost gourd, and let the kid play with his hair.

Jiu Tun said: "Okay, there is wine and meat as well as my uncle, Ibaraki, what are you dissatisfied with? ——Little bastard, do you understand? After you understand it, you will turn into a ghost earlier. If my uncle is not here, you can still be good." eat meat."

The child muttered something on his back, but the alcohol swallowed him and he turned his head to ask another question.

"I want to drink with you too!" the child said loudly, this time speaking more clearly than anything else, "I can drink a lot of wine! Drink with you!"

The Ghost King was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Okay. Then?"

"Then...then fight with you!"

"Well, it's remarkable."

"Just don't turn into a ghost." The child muttered, "Just don't. Why do you think I'm a ghost, so I won't be a ghost, and I'll piss you off."

Jiu Tun said: "You are not a ghost, this uncle is really angry."

"I want to become the most powerful and strongest person, and beat you down!"

The little monster was drunk, and the taciturn stuffy gourd started bubbling all the time; it was difficult to say a few words no matter how he guided it before, but now it is like pouring beans, and it is all said in a crackling manner.He said that weeds can also be called flowers, and that the meat is delicious. It was the first time he ate such delicious meat, and it was also the first time he ate so full. Drink, said that the ungrown ghost horns on his head were annoying, said that he hated the children in the village, and also hated the adults, and said that he wanted to fight with them.In addition to saying "I'm super strong!" more than ten times, he also said that Shuten likes Shuten very much, because Shuten is the best person for him; Fights, because Shuten is so good, he might lose - and it's okay if he loses, because he likes Shuten.It's fine if you win, anyway, fights are always going to be fought.

"This way, this way you won't be able to bully me!" the child plausibly said.

Jiu Tun thought that he really misunderstood Ibaraki, Ibaraki's ability to break a sentence into a hundred sentences is really a talent.He tilted his head back and bumped the child's forehead; the child felt the pain in a daze, and finally stopped talking, and with tears in his eyes, he looked over complainingly.

Jiu Tun told him seriously: "Whether you win or lose a fight, you will always be bullied by me, do you understand?"

The child was extremely aggrieved, and reluctantly nodded under the threat.