[Comprehensive] Jinmu Rebirth

My name is He Xiuya.

The Hexiu of Hexiu's family, the buds of the young shoots on the trees.

My family is very simple, only a father, an uncle, and an uncle who often come to visit.

It's a little quiet at home, but also very happy.

It's just that it's boring to be alone at home...you can't go out casually.

In the living room of his own room, he and Xiu Ya lay on the carpet, turned on the computer, placed the camera that Aunt Jue gave her, and quickly clicked on the live broadcast platform on the computer.

As soon as she logged into the live broadcast room, she was happy to see her fans leaving messages asking her what she was broadcasting today.

Her live broadcast room is called "Shubu's Fairy Tale House". The source is that she used a camera to take pictures of her dollhouse under the guidance of Aunt Jue, and then got the first batch of fans who are more concerned about children's toys.These older female fans who are generally married are very friendly to her. In addition to asking her why she didn't go to school, they will also tell her various interactions with her father.

With such a good start, He Xiuya fell in love with live broadcasting at home, sometimes graffiti in the studio, sometimes practicing piano in the piano room, and there will be many exclamations in the barrage in the live broadcast room.

She didn't quite understand what these people were exclaiming. In the words of Aunt Jue, children have the privilege of children, just do what they like, and don't care about the reactions of those netizens.

correct.

She is ten years old and had her birthday a few months ago.

After the camera started shooting, He Xiuya sat up from the carpet and pulled the skirt.

"There's no one at home today, I'm going to paint in the garden."

If there are people, she will not start the live broadcast, because Uncle Xi said that it is not convenient for them to enter the camera, especially Dad, who usually only appears on TV news.

The barrage in the live broadcast immediately cheered.

"The little princess is so cute."

"I can finally see what the little princess' garden looks like!"

"Come here especially!"

"The home of the legendary local tyrant."

"The layout of this living room is wrong. The space utilization rate is too low. There is such a big carpet in the middle..."

"New guy, this is just a 'little' living room in someone's little girl's house."

"This small word is used very well. Just by watching the room she broadcast live, I know what it means that I will never be able to afford a room in a rich family in my life."

"Don't be kidding, this may be the first district of Tokyo! One square meter can make you cry poorly!"

"Is this little princess the emperor's daughter?"

"Shh, it is said that the live streaming platforms are protecting her, so let's stop talking nonsense."

Under the deliberate guidance of the platform, the people in the live broadcast room are used to calling He Xiuya the little princess, and after seeing the little princess's family background revealed in the live broadcast, after some professionals' swearing analysis, they have already knelt down. Under the deterrent force of money.

For example, in the studio of the little black-haired girl in the live broadcast room, all kinds of oil paintings are hung on it.

If nothing else, it's all—genuine.

The heritage of a family can be known by the number of antiques it owns. Being able to put so many paintings in the studio of a ten-year-old girl without being afraid of getting dirty is enough to show its confidence.

He Xiuya held the mobile phone connected to the live broadcast room, pushed open the door of the room, and said to the live broadcast room.

"I'm going downstairs!"

She imitated the tone of other people's live broadcast, full of cuteness.

A group of people in the live broadcast room were so cute that they followed her downstairs and stared at the screen. The most curious thing in the past month was the address and family background of the anchor of "Tree Bud's Fairy Tale House".

then.

The barrage in the live broadcast room began to scroll continuously.

"What a big house!"

"Pay attention to the picture taken. There should be three floors. The stairs are made of wood...a beautiful wood texture."

"Didn't you notice? The little princess is really petite, and she really wants to hug her."

"Starting in three years..."

"Wait! The Child Welfare Act started ten years ago, right?!"

"It's definitely not from the same country. Are there people from other countries watching this live broadcast?"

Others are making wild complaints.

"Is this what you call 'nobody'?"

"Downstairs, I seem to see one, two, or three people dressed as servants passing by."

"No need to count..."

"We don't understand the world of the rich, just like they don't understand why we don't take private jets, go out to sea on yachts, or why we don't have servants at home."

"..."

While looking at the dense barrage, He Xiuya introduced her home, "This is my living room." She put her hand on the handrail, hopped downstairs, changed her socks and went downstairs under the service of the servants. Garden shoes and painting tools have already been sent to the garden.

Walking out of the inner house of Hexiu Mansion, a wide field of vision leaps in front of you.

The Hexiu mansion in spring is more colorful than the outside world, with lush greenery and full of vigor.

What a hazy picture of spring.

This scene amazed the netizens on the barrage, and also washed away the burnout they were used to seeing in the city.

"I'm going to draw, over here." He Xiuya walked to the place where she was drawing, and after she sat down, she put her phone beside her, and began to concentrate on finding the angle and scenery she wanted to draw.

Diagonally opposite her is the road from the inner house to the outer house, with small bridges and flowing water, which is very unique.

Only a few people in the bullet screen were praising the girl's painting skills, and the rest were all talking about the location of this big garden, and which family the servants not far away belonged to.

Until someone figured it out one after another.

"I know! It's that place in District [-]!!! [Wow——]!"

"Speak out?"

"Don't hide it. We are all curious about the family background of the little princess. Whose daughter is she?"

"It's [wow——]!"

"Such a large area, and it's in Tokyo, can't you think of it?!"

"There are too many local tyrants in Japan. I only remember seeing the Buckingham Palace of Atobe's family on the Internet..."

"There is no way to say it directly. [Wow——] has been blocked. Our live broadcast platform must be flattering [Wow——]. Once we really say it, we will probably be banned!"

"Let me remind everyone, it's the top one in Japan!"

"@#￥%...%..."

"Ah, I'm a trumpet. Just now, my tuba was blocked and my speech was mosaiced."

"Upstairs, how dare you say it..."

"Let me guess, the one that can make the live broadcast platform become like this... Could it be a big family like the Atobe family? But the Atobe family is so generous for us to discuss, why is this family so stingy?"

"It's not stingy, this family may like to keep a low profile."

"I can add one more thing, those who can guess it will definitely be able to guess it, and those who can't guess it will not be able to guess it."

"So mysterious? Please find out!"

"[Wow——]."

"Okay, the administrator can take another one away, he's already cold."

"I can confirm it now. This little princess is probably a genuine one. I just don't know if she is that daughter. After all, I can live there. Hey, I haven't heard that he is married..."

Suddenly, a scene of celebration of rewards appeared on the screen, overshadowing those frenzied discussions.

He Xiuya heard the ding-dong sound, looked at the phone, and said simply.

"Thank you."

It seemed that there was a beginning of celebration, and I heard her thank you again, and then a large number of rewards appeared one after another, almost drowning those netizens who felt suffocated.

With He Xiuya's eyesight, he couldn't see the barrage clearly without shielding the gifts.

She could only say: "People in our family don't tip me, my father said that you are not allowed to indulge in watching live broadcasts."

The gift that swiped the screen was missing in an instant.

Seeing that there were still gifts blocking his view, He Xiuya put down the pencil, and said with curved eyes, "Don't give any gifts from my uncle's family or my aunt's family, and those big brothers and sisters who know my family, please..." Accompanied by her sweet and soft voice, and the voices of each named, it seemed that a large-scale debuff was released on the screen, and the number of people who tipped dropped sharply to a rare level.

He Xiuya turned his head back and began to outline the new shoots on the spring branches on the paper.

She wanted to paint what she looked like in her father's mind.

Give it to Dad in a few days.

To keep the fans from being bored, she started talking, "Today is Saturday, the weather is fine, I originally wanted to practice the piano, but it's so boring to practice the piano alone, and I can't go out because my father is not at home."

Adding a touch of velvet to the buds, she glanced at the barrage asking where she went to school.

"I go to school at home, and there are teachers who teach me homework."

He Xiuya couldn't wait to grow up, so that she could go out for a walk. Her father said that when she was 12 years old, she would be able to go to the day court and get to know other people of the same age in the family.

12 years old... There are still two years left, a long time.

She thought about what her father said that she would not be able to hug her when she grew up, and she was slightly discouraged.

Can't you hug when you grow up?

For the sake of her father's embrace, let her grow up slowly...

He Xiuya looked at the tree buds he had painted, green and tender, and thought of himself, "I like green the most... After half a month, almost all the cherry blossoms in Tokyo will be in bloom, so I can go to see the cherry blossoms... ..."

While discussing Sakura and Xiuya with the netizens, there was no other movement on the road leading to the outer house, as if a domino effect had occurred, and the servants knelt down one after another.

Netizens who saw it with sharp eyes did not speak out immediately.

After a while, everyone on the barrage started talking, tactfully reminding He Xiuya to show them over there.It happened that Xiu Ya and Xiu Ya had almost finished drawing, and they couldn't stop laughing at the various comments.

"there……"

"Little princess, change the direction of your phone."

"Yes, the scenery over there is good...I saw several servants."

"To be honest, these servants are all very handsome."

"The little princess's parents must be very good-looking. Looking at her appearance alone, the little princess is a typical Asian, with black hair and black eyes, no mixed race, small facial features, and baby fat on her face. I really want to pinch her."

"Wait... I suddenly thought of something, who are the typical black-haired big families..."

"Go ahead and guess, if you guess right, we'll die together."

"Hello!"

"Wow - there are a lot of people over there!"

Seeing these comments, He Xiuya subconsciously turned around while holding the phone to look at the place where the voice came from.

As soon as I saw it, there were servants kneeling on both sides of the originally deserted road.

Each of them looked solemn, with reverence no less than belief in their eyes, as if they were not looking up to a person, but a god, even if they offered all their loyalty.

In Hexiu Mansion, even though there is a strict class system, servants usually just bow down and salute.

What's more... Such an active surrender from the heart.

A bullet screen immediately complained: "Where is this cult organization... must be brainwashed..."

His next words were ignored by everyone.

Whether it is an office worker sitting in front of a computer desk, a weekend vacation youth lying on a chair and playing with a mobile phone, or a person who is addicted to watching the little princess and Xiu Separation abroad every day, they all hold their breath.

The first thing that grabs your attention is the gorgeous black kimono, the clothes are like clouds, and the silhouette is slender. After a few steps, there is the white hair that contrasts strongly with the black. It's not enough to describe the divine aura coming from him.

Followed by.

Everyone can see his true appearance clearly.

It fit the imagination perfectly, interpreting the elegant, dignified and proud appearance of Japan for thousands of years.

The corners of his eyes were dotted with makeup, and the center of his lips was smudged red. The man was cold and glamorous, majestic and dangerous, not like a human being, but more like a god who walked out of the shrine after Gao Tianyuan came down.

The black dragon god of Kibune Shrine.

In charge of the wind and rain in the world, you can gallop the sea, or soar in the sky, overlooking the sea of ​​clouds.

At the same time, he has a name in the eyes of the world.

——He Xiu Yanji.

The chief chairman of the International Ghoul Countermeasures Bureau, and the head of Hexiu Patriarch.

In the next second, the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded like never before! ! !

The [Wow——], who was about to say his name on the screen, almost broke through the administrator's restrictions, and everyone's inner screams broke out.How indifferent and arrogant He Xiu Kenji usually is, with simple and simple clothes, but now the man in gorgeous kimono, eye makeup on his face, and a little crimson on his lips is so shocking.

The aura that can only be possessed by absolute strength, and the arrogance that can only be possessed by absolute self-confidence, the combination of the two surpasses all superficial beauty, and instantly subverts the impression of the chief speaker in the hearts of the people in the live broadcast room.

"I know him!"

"It looks so familiar, I'm going to ask my mother if it's the [wow——] that appeared on TV!"

"That's him! It's [wow——]!!!"

"No wonder, no wonder! If it's [wow——] behind him, it's really very powerful!"

"The legendary [wow——] behind the scenes in Japan!"

"Fu**! Even [Wow——] and [Wow——] are not spoken out, administrator, what are you doing!"

"Obviously... we all know too much!"

Compared to the chaotic live broadcast room, He Xiuya's reaction was much more straightforward.She stared blankly at the man who turned around in her direction, her pure black eyes gradually bursting with joy.

She yelled crisply: "Dad!"

In an instant, the sound of broken hearts was enough to resound through the live broadcast room.

He Xiu Yanji, who had no expression on his face, had rippling eyes after hearing his daughter's voice, and then smiled in front of everyone, soothing the coldness all over his body, and being so gentle that it warms the heart.

"Bud, come here."

He ran a few steps with Xiu Ya, and threw himself into his father's arms.

Hexiu Yanji let out a rare brisk laugh, held up her body, and hugged his tender child.

In the outside world, He Xiuzheng, who was watching the live broadcast in his free time, listened to his laughter stupidly. For so many years, he hadn't seen Yan so relaxed and happy for a long time.

Bullet screens drifted across his line of sight, among which there were many words such as "I want to sleep", "He is my husband", "[Wow——] Your lord is the most beautiful", and the most arrogant colored bullet screen reads: "I am Her own mother, do you want to be a stepmother? I don't want to be a woman."

He Xiuzhengji didn't know where his brain was cramped, so he couldn't help but also sent a barrage.

"I don't want to be a man."

And women aren't the only ones who appreciate this kind of stuff!

Wait - the account he sent the barrage seems to be bound to a mobile phone number!

He Xiuzhengji panicked and went to the backstage to delete the barrage, so fast, he showed his fighting speed as a former special investigator and current CCG director!

Delete succeeded.

He let go of his hanging heart, took a long breath, and was ready to enjoy the beauty of Yan in his spare time, but a prompt popped up on the screen——You have been banned.

He Xiuzhengji: "..."

It’s over.

God wants to kill me!

Inside Hexiu's mansion, Hexiu Yanji took away the phone Ya was holding with his other hand, "Stop playing with your phone."

Then, He Xiu Yanji glanced at the barrage of gift fireworks exploding on the screen.

The corner of his mouth curled into an intriguing arc.

It seems that I saw the words of an acquaintance——

He Xiuya didn't pay attention to his father's reaction, hugged his arm and waved it, letting his father turn off the phone.She was immersed in the joy of her father coming back and reaching out to hug her.

"Dad, I drew the same tree buds as me!"

"Well, it's cute."

"How cute?"

"You are my little princess, treasure of the dragon."

"ah!"

He Xiuya smiled sweetly, and kissed his father on the cheek, "I am the daughter of the dragon."

She is the only daughter of the Black Dragon God.

dad.

You have to watch Ya grow up, don't leave Ya like Grandpa Zeng, and let Ya be so happy forever.

We pull the hook - not allowed to change for 200 years.

--THAN--

The author has something to say:

#818 The person who sent the barrage in this chapter#

Fangcun Art: I am my own mother, hahahaha.

Hexiu Yanji: →_→ If you have the courage to stand up for me, see you at CCG.

Fangcun Art: ...

Yue Shanxi: Just let her meet in Kuklia!

Fangcun Aite: Tsk tsk, jealous men are really ugly, I have retired to pave the way for younger generations, you can't tolerate me.

Yue Shanxi: I am not a stepmother, thank you!

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He Xiuya: Meow?Uncle Xi, aren't you my stepmother?

Yue Shanxi: T_T I am the original partner, the original partner!

He Xiuyanji: Pfft.

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【Copywriting】

He and Xiu Yanji have memories of two lifetimes.

In his previous life, he died at the age of 19. In this life, he stood at the pinnacle of power.

By chance, he and Xiu Yanji met a weird pet shop owner. When the other party learned about his wish, he enthusiastically introduced him to a small shop that could make his wish come true.

The witch told him that he could go back in time for a while and make up for his regrets.

There is no price.

Not required.

Fate is willing to favor you once.