Summary: The male protagonist is always wrong

"Ah? Then I'm too slow."

The Sugawara brothers also made a lively appearance.

"I didn't expect you two to still be together."

"After persisting for so many years, I have to admit that guy."

"So Senichi and Manji also know about it? Are I the only one who doesn't know?" said Yamanouchi Ryohei.

The Sugawara brothers waved their hands proudly, "Yeah, you're really stupid."

Fujiwara Chou looked at the bustling archery field, smiled and drank a sip of tea.

As for Yin Li, he was woken up by a phone call.

Yin Li touched the phone on the bedside table with sleepy eyes and answered the call without checking the caller ID.

He said weakly, "Hello?"

"Yin Li, I saved you a ticket for the premiere of my comic-adapted movie. You must come and see it. I also saved one for Xiaoying and Qi Liang. I don't know if Qi Liang has time, as his tour just ended."

"it is good……"

"Hey, hey, what time is it? Why aren't you awake yet? I have to come and see."

Yin Li was annoyed by his nagging and wanted to hang up the phone.

At this time, a faint voice came from the phone again.

"President, this is a document that must be read today!"

Seikawa Makoto replied, "Okay, I will definitely finish reading it."

Yin Li thought in a daze, poor part-time cartoonist.

Then he hung up the phone and fell into a deep sleep.

The sunlight poured into the room through the undrawn curtains, falling on the golden ring on Yin Li's right hand, reflecting a dazzling light.

Chapter 117 Nura Rikuo 1

Peach is the essence of the five woods and is also known as the immortal tree.

The peach blossom forest outside a small village is in full bloom.

This is the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom.

The petals are flying in the air.

Grandma Fengchuan just came back from the market, carrying a basket on her back.

There is a village not far from the peach blossom forest, and Grandma Fengchuan lives in that village.

And now she was ready to take a rest in the peach blossom forest.

After putting down the basket, she prepared to rest against the peach tree for a while and picked up the kettle to drink some water.

Like her, there are quite a few people who have just returned from the market.

Many people also sat down to rest.

"I heard that the village next door was massacred by a monster, and no one in the village survived."

"Life is really tough these days. Taxes are already heavy enough, there's war in the north, and we have to be on guard against monsters and bandits."

"Hey."

The two middle-aged men who spoke were speechless, leaving only a heavy sigh.

Yin Li stretched his body and shook the branches, obtaining scattered information provided by the passers-by under the peach tree.

This was in ancient Japan, and the exact year is still unknown.

Surrounded by monsters, people are having a hard time.

With this information, Yin Li could know his current condition. He was a tree with thoughts, and was undoubtedly a monster.

A monster that has not yet transformed.

Is this a Japanese Yokai? Do Japanese Yokai transform?

Hey.

Yin Li also sighed in his mind.

Now that he has nothing to do all day, he has plenty of time to daydream. When he has free time, he will ask A116 to get him some books to read.

This is a wild peach blossom forest. When peaches are ripe, everyone in the village will organize to pick peaches together.

The picked peaches were either enjoyed by the villagers themselves or mostly sold to caravans to supplement their household income.

Everyone was picking peaches busily outside.

Grandma Fengchuan walked into the depths of the forest alone, carrying a basket on her back.

She seemed to have seen something shocking and her eyes widened.

A little boy of seven or eight years old, wearing an exquisite kimono, sat under a peach tree.

This place is far away from the nearest city, and the little boy is wearing a clean and luxurious kimono.

He shouldn't be here.

Despite this, Grandma Fengchuan still chose to step forward and talk to her, "What's your name?"

He has long, shiny black hair and a pair of inhuman pink eyes.

Yin Li had just transformed successfully and landed on the ground, and before he could come to his senses, she spoke to him.

He opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and said, "...Yin Li, my name is Yin Li."

"Where are your father and mother?"

Yin Li shook her head and made up a lie, "They left me behind."

"You will live with grandma from now on. Just call me Grandma Fengchuan."

Grandma Fengchuan extended her hand kindly to Yin Li.

Yin Li could feel that she had no ill will towards him, so he nodded and grabbed her hand, "Yeah."

Grandma Fengchuan put down the basket behind her and said, "Hide in the basket. I'll take you home."

"Okay." Yin Li obediently got into the basket.

Grandma Fengchuan covered the basket with straw and went out carrying the basket on her back.

The basket was a bit heavy, causing her to bend even further.

Yin Li quietly cast a spell to make her feel more relaxed.

After getting used to the weight on her back, Grandma Fengchuan walked towards the village.

The villagers who were still picking peaches in the peach blossom forest greeted the old lady warmly.

"Are you done picking?"

Grandma Fengchuan replied, "I'm just eating by myself, so just picking a few is enough."

"Oh, your basket is quite full. Let me help you."

"Most of them are wild vegetables, not heavy. If you help me carry them, you'll be looking down on me, an old woman!"

Grandma Fengchuan is stubborn and strong-willed, and never needs the selfless help of the villagers.

The villagers knew her temper, so they gave up and said, "Then be careful when you go back."

Grandma Fengchuan nodded, "Yeah."

Grandma Fengchuan's house is on the edge of a cliff some distance away from the village.

Now her legs and feet are still strong enough for her to walk, but that may not be the case in a few years.

Some villagers advised her to move down there, but she refused.

She refused to give up the house at all.

And now the house has a new guest.

Grandma Fengchuan put down the basket and removed the top layer of wild vegetables and straw.

Yin Li crawled out.

The more she looked at him, the more she liked him. She brushed the grass off his head and asked with concern, "Did you get hurt while hiding in the basket?"

Yin Li shook his head obediently, "No."

"Wait a moment, grandma." After saying that, grandma Fengchuan went into another room and searched for a while.

Yin Li also took the opportunity to observe the room.

There were beddings spread on the wooden floor and a large box in the corner.

There was a small table next to the bedding, with a simple tea set on it.

In addition, the house has two more rooms.

One is the kitchen, which has an earthen stove.

The other room is the one that grandma just entered.

The room is small but clean.

Grandma Fengchuan also came out with clothes. She shook them and spread them out. "Although these clothes are not as good as the ones you are wearing, we have to wear them."

It was a linen garment, and naturally it was not as comfortable as the kimono Yin Li was wearing.

But Yin Li nodded obediently and changed into cloth clothes.

Grandma Fengchuan helped Yin Li fold her kimono and said, "Grandma will put this away for you."

"Ah."

Yin Li's delicate face does look cute, but she certainly doesn't look like a child who grew up in the village.

All the children in the village are made of mud, none of them are like him.