[Comprehensive Comic] Shenzi Tomie is not doing his job properly

The sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded.

Xuemei pulled Fu Jiang, who was squatting on the ground to pick mushrooms, up and leaned against the tree.

Unexpectedly, the man who was riding the horse stopped the horse unexpectedly.

Four horses surrounded them.

Xuemei sensed something was wrong and pulled Fu Jiang behind her.

"Is this the Son of God?" A frivolous male voice sounded.

Fu Jiang stuck his head out from behind Xuemei to take a look.

The four of them were all dressed in hunting robes, like aristocratic men. They looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, the age when a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

"I heard that the gods put down masks to protect their beloved sons because they were too beautiful." Another young man lay half-body on the horse's head and looked at Tomi Jiang curiously.

"How can such a young child be so beautiful?" The first person looked disapproving.

"On the contrary, I heard that it was because Shenzi's face was injured that he needed to wear a mask." The third person was a little fatter than the other three, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"How could the Son of God be ugly?" The fourth person noticed the boy lying on the horse's head frowning at the rebuttal, and immediately glared at the third boy.

"Yes, yes." The fat boy apologized quickly.

Tomi Jiang silently brought the four of them into the school's interpersonal relationships.

These four people were two school bullies, a follower, and a poor kid who was trying his best to fit in.

"It's useless to argue. Why don't you just lift the mask and take a look."

The leading boy broke the awkward atmosphere in the small group with a casual remark.

The young man lying on the horse's head sat up happily.

Fu Jiang saw that all the eyes of these four people were focused on him.

"You really have no respect for the gods." Fu Jiang couldn't help but complain.

Even when Yuan Boya was the emperor's grandson, even if he was curious about his appearance under the mask, he would not dare to say such blatant words asking him to take off the mask.

"Although you are the Son of God, you are still a human after all." The leading boy said nonchalantly. "As long as they are human beings, they cannot represent gods."

Tomi Jiang laughed silently. If he heard this in another situation, he would probably be very happy. After entering the shrine, everyone around him looked respectful, which was very boring. That's why he likes to sneak out and play with Hoshikuma Doji, and that's why he makes friends with Yuan Boya, who treats him as an equal.

But it's a pity that when these young men said such things to him, they not only showed no respect, but even some contempt.

Therefore, Fujiang does not want or intend to cooperate.

Hoshikuma Doji has taught him that in this case, even if the other party's request is easy for him to fulfill, it will not have any impact, but he cannot agree to the other party easily, otherwise he will only be bullied in the future.

He tugged at the hem of Xuemei's clothes to hint that she was ready to run away. If you plan to do it yourself, the genjutsu taught by Hoshikuma Doji may be suitable for this scenario.

Xuemei mistakenly thought that he was afraid and moved half a step to block him.

"Hey, it's better for you to do it yourself than for us to do it." The second boy was obviously the most curious one, and the horse under him was already preparing to approach Fujiang under his driving.

Fujiang's hand hidden in Xuemei's stretched out hand was ready to form a seal and could be used to cast spells at any time.

But reality doesn't go according to its own plans.

"Please don't do this." Xuemei stepped forward to stand between the boy and Fu Jiang, "This child is already scared."

Fu Jiang quietly lowered his sealed hand.

Xuemei is a beauty, especially when she is in human form, she is a beauty who makes people think she has a dignified temperament and beautiful appearance.

"I suddenly discovered that the maid of the Son of God is also a beauty." The young master joked. There was nothing in his eyes that made people feel unclean.

But the attendant also rode forward and asked in his ear: "Master Fujiwara, do you want to take him back?"

Xuemei has carried the sealed magic weapon for more than two years, and her demonic power has been suppressed. If you really want to take action, you may not be the opponent of a few young people from the Wu family.

Fu Jiang stepped forward and grabbed Xuemei's sleeve, trying to pull her to her original position.

Realizing that this maid was Shenzi's weakness, the young man whipped Fu Jiang and held Xuemei's hand.

Fujiang didn't have the physical strength to avoid it, so he took the blow forcefully.

The delicate little hand immediately swollen with a long mark, because the riding crop was a little rough, leaving some scratches, and thin drops of blood oozed out.

Xuemei held Fu Jiang's hand distressedly. She didn't know if it was affected by his blood, but her eyes were very red.

The four of them had already retreated when they saw that the Son of God was injured. If they didn't take him seriously, if he went back and cried and complained, and if he showed his wounds again, they might not be able to reap the benefits.

Therefore, the Son of God cannot be allowed to complain under any circumstances.

The leading boy suddenly laughed and said, "I thought there was something special about the Son of God, but it turns out he can get hurt too."

"Didn't you say that I am a human being? Human beings will naturally get injured." Tomi Jiang covered the wound with his other sleeve and sucked away the blood.

At the same time, control your spiritual power not to rush towards the wound in a swarm, and avoid performing public healing in front of everyone.

The injury was actually not serious, it was the kind that would heal automatically if he didn't get to the hospital quickly even if he didn't have Kawakami Tomie's self-healing ability. It's just that his skin is white, so the swelling is a bit scary.

Of course, it was quite painful for a kid with such delicate skin and tender flesh.

The leading boy was amused by Fu Jiang's back talk. "Although I don't know what he looks like, at least his courage is worthy of the status of the Son of God."

The follower laughed: "Is it because you are young that you don't know how to be afraid?"

When his temper got angry, Fu Jiang immediately pushed back: "Are you trying to excuse yourself? No, you are no younger than me!"

Seeing that the younger boy wanted to speak, Fu Jiang immediately spoke up: "Use your brain! You spent more than half a year in Beijing looking for me and using so many manpower and material resources without giving up. It has proven that I will do it even if it is useless." A nice and bright mascot!”

The young man's eyes widened in shock. This was different from all the priests he had encountered.

Fu Jiang turned to the little fat man and cursed: "No one wants to take you to play, so why are you following me eagerly? Go back and study hard to enrich yourself, and wait until others come begging to play with you!"

All four of them were scolded by him to varying degrees.

The first person who couldn't bear it was the follower. He cursed: "You sharp-tongued brat!"

He waved the long bow hanging on his horse and drew it at Fu Jiang.

Of course, he failed to touch Fu Jiang, and only half of the long bow in his hand was left.

Xuemei has already revealed her Schrödinger's sword.

"No! Bully my child!" Xuemei's eyes were red, and she was obviously on the verge of going berserk.

Tomie saw that the cuffs on her ankles were burning her feet. She was trying to break free.