When Dazai became a god judge

"Back back, come here." Osamu Dazai waved at the dagger, and the Five Tigers, who were fully focused on guarding against the enemy, bowed their heads when they heard the words, and saw the judge sitting leisurely on the tree trunk smiling and waving at him.

The owner is a person who likes to laugh, this is Wu Hutui's initial understanding of Osamu Dazai.

Ever since he was summoned to become conscious, the master's slightly pale thin lips were always raised slightly.Along the way, Wu Hutui followed Dazai all the time. He liked to walk half a step behind his master, so that he could see the faint smile of his master just by looking up.

Five Tigers Tui couldn't understand why the master with such a warm and bright smile was so keen on committing suicide?

Little Short Knife was curious, but he didn't delay in his actions. He led five cubs through the branches of the old banyan bush nimbly and nimbly, using the soft and resilient branches as a foothold, jumping and fluttering happily like an oriole. Heading towards Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai thought several times that the five tigers were about to fall, and the short knife could stand firmly on the ground.

This old banyan tree has lived for a hundred years. There is a small wooden house at the bottom of the trunk, and there is an incense box next to it for worshiping and throwing coins. This place should be a shrine for worshiping spirits.

Osamu Dazai did not have the slightest sense of offending the gods. He took out a coin and threw it away without throwing it into the incense box. He climbed up the old banyan tree more than ten meters high like a wild cat.This old banyan tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, the green cover is like shade and the terrain is very high, it is perfect for hiding.

Standing on the top of the canopy, you can see California Qingguang and Adzuki Douchangguang not far away who are fighting with the time-traveling army. They are worried that Osamu Dazai will be imprisoned, so they put him here, and left the Five Tigers to take care of them. The two noticed that the judge seemed to be taking extra care of the children. Leaving aside the fright they saw at first, at least Osamu Dazai did not commit suicide after the five tigers retreated.

Osamu Dazai put his head in his arms and lazily leaned against the thick tree trunk, watching the five tigers retreating towards him little by little.

"Master, what are your orders?" The short knife stopped beside Osamu Dazai, his amber eyes were full of trust and expectation, and he suddenly couldn't bear to bully him.

The young examiner rubbed Wu Hutui's head, picked up a little tiger as a pillow, and sighed: "It's nice to suddenly feel young, just like Tui Tui, full of vigor and vitality."

Wu Hutui was confused by the inexplicable words of the judge, he was very comfortable being touched by the master, and he blushed and stumbled to correct him, "But, but, according to my age, I am already hundreds of years old , the master is a young child."

Osamu Dazai, who was unconsciously complained about by his dagger, showed a tricky smile, "Back off, sometimes being too honest will hurt the fragile heart of the master!"

"Master, I'm sorry." Wu Hutui lowered his head in panic and apologized.

"Ms. Kunikida said that bad children who do wrong things should be punished." Dazai Osamu sat up, happily swayed his slender legs, and tapped his forehead lightly with his fingers, "Let me think about it, how should I punish? "

Wu Hutui clenched the corners of his clothes nervously, did not refute or resist, just waited and endured as it should.

Only... as long as the master is not angry.

The waiting process was long and tormented. After not hearing the voice of the judge for a long time, Wu Hutui raised his head secretly, and happened to meet the pair of iris-colored eyes that were approaching. The master's eyes are so beautiful.

Facing Wuhu Tui's obsessed eyes, Osamu Dazai was still so casual, "Tui Tui, it seems that our punishment game has to be postponed."

Without waiting for the five tigers to ask questions, Dazai immediately grabbed his arm and pulled it hard to the right, "Master?" Holding the tree trunk with both arms, the five tigers stepped back and turned around. They were surprised to find that where he was standing just now, there was a man with the waist of an adult. The blood-red snake-like creature with a thick stem opened its mouth wide, and its torso spread all the way into the lush green bushes. It was roughly estimated to be thicker and longer than this banyan tree.

It might be too reckless to call it a creature, because Wuhutui didn't feel the slightest breath of "life".

Don't even know when it appeared.

Is it a new breed of time-traveling army?But how could such a monster appear in Ugongdu? !

For the first time, Dagger questioned his once-proud investigative ability.

The red monster couldn't take a single blow, and let out a silent roar. Why is it called a silent roar?Because Wu Hu Tui did not hear any sound but really felt the burning sensation of eardrums and nerves being tingled.

After the roar, cysts suddenly bulged up on the monster's blood-red torso. With the sound of blood and flesh being torn apart, the cysts split from the middle, and the flesh shrank to both sides. It turned out to be eyeballs that kept turning.

Wuhu retreated and covered his mouth to force himself not to scream, "Master, master, please step back..." The little dagger resisted the fear and nausea from the stomach, pulled out the dagger and jumped onto the branch in front of Osamu Dazai.

Even if you are afraid, you have to stand in front of the master and protect the safety of the master until the knife is broken.

"Back, don't force it." Osamu Dazai withdrew his short knife without paying attention, pointed at the fast-healing wound on the monster's body and said, "It seems that ordinary weapons can't hurt this monster."

"Yes!" Wuhu retreated, holding the short knife tightly in one hand, and took out the signal flare from his pocket with the other hand, and threw it to a high place with all his strength.

I hope that California Qingguang and Xiaodou Changguang will come as soon as possible when they see the signal.

The five tigers hugged Osamu Dazai's waist, jumped back and forth among the bushes, and dodged the whip-like tentacles coming from the pavement with the sound of gusts of wind.In the end it was Fu Sangshen. Although he was short and thin, he still had the strength to hug a grown man, but this scene was very funny.

In the process of running and fleeing, Wuhutui and Dazaizhi both suffered some injuries. Dazaiji was fine, his skin was scratched by the friction of the branches and the ground, and Wuhutui suffered more serious injuries. He confronted the monster twice head-on. He was thrown out by strange force, and his thin white thighs were covered with scars.

The price for this body injury was to cut off the monster's four tentacles. Just now, a leaf was blinded by the tree trunk. After the confrontation, it was discovered that the initial bloody long whip was just the tip of the iceberg revealed by this octopus-like monster.

Unlike Osamu Dazai's dagger, Fusangshen's sword could hurt the monster, and the severed tentacles showed no signs of healing.

The five tigers are not confident enough to think that they can handle this behemoth without any level of practice. He is trying to persevere, waiting for the rescue of California Qingguang and Xiaodou Changguang. If it is Qingguang and Xiaodou, they will definitely be able to.

"Back back, come here." Osamu Dazai, who was leaning on the root of a dead tree, patted his side and raised his hand to call the five tigers back.

This time the little dagger didn't pass by as obediently as before, he was still confronting the bloody monster, and he couldn't relax.

"I'm sorry master, please wait a little longer, Qingguang and the others will come to rescue us soon." Wuhu Tui was obviously too scared, but still turned his head to comfort Dazai Osamu with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Qingguang and Xiaodou probably won't come back, or they can't come here." Dazai Osamu's light tone broke the last hope of the Five Tigers. He took out the time-space converter that looked like a pocket watch in the pocket of his windbreaker, "I just tried Turning on the space-time coordinates of Honmaru forces us to go back to Honmaru, but the result is a failure."

The young appraiser snapped his fingers and continued nonchalantly: "I guess we may be drawn into a closed space that isolates everything, and we can only get out if we defeat this monster."

"But, but..." Wuhu Tui stared at the huge monster in front of him with wide eyes, but he was too weak, if he could be as powerful as Brother Yiqi, he wouldn't put his master in danger.

"So we are in a desperate situation now." Dazai Osamu continued to smash the hope of the small dagger, "Unless there is a god appearing, otherwise we will surely die."

"No! I will definitely rescue you!" Wu Hutui turned around firmly, facing the terrifying monster, showing a resolute expression of going to death, "Even if I sacrifice myself, I have to..."

Osamu Dazai interrupted the five tigers, "Don't mention the child's death every now and then, it will give people a bad impression!"

You are the least qualified person to say this!I must have been led astray by the master, I was about to die but still had the energy to complain.

Osamu Dazai stood up slowly, took Wu Hutui's hand, pushed him down and sat down, then sat down beside the small short knife, and said to Wu Hutui who was struggling to stand up: "Didn't I just say that? 'Unless there is a god, we will die'."

"So we are destined not to die today." He sighed slightly regretfully, "The gods have heard your call."

Before he finished speaking, the blood-colored monster's body, which was more than ten meters high, was covered by the light of the snow-white knife, and it was cut off and turned into nothing in an instant.

There is only a snow-white light array left in the whole world.

The brilliance dissipated, and everything returned to normal.

Wu Hutui opened his eyes and saw the end of the light. A young man in a black kimono with a sword without a sheath on his shoulder walked away on the dead leaves.

Osamu Dazai yelled to the boy in high spirits: "Thank you, my lord!"

The boy turned his head when he heard the sound, his blue pupils were breathtakingly beautiful, and his cold eyes were momentarily dazed.

He lowered his right hand holding the sword, and the sheathless sword turned into a girl in kimono. The girl wore a white crown on her head, and her expression was as indifferent and alienated as that of a boy.

"Yebu, it's time to go, Father is calling us." The girl tugged on the sleeve of the young god and reminded softly.

Perhaps Dazai Osamu's smile was too gentle, and the young god reminded lightly: "You are a dying person, it is easy to confuse the junction point between this shore and the other shore, and attract monsters. It is better to stay away from the battlefield."

He then said to Wuhu Tui: "Although Fu Sangshen is the last god, he is at least a god with a name and surname among the 800 million gods. Use the knife in your hand to protect your master."

A white mist drifted past, and the two of them disappeared.

"A dying person?" After the young man left, Osamu Dazai slowly recollected this sentence. Is it luck or misfortune that he will not die?

He had a hunch that they would meet again.