No power, but immortal

"My niece is still young, you are always in such a hurry." My father is not used to pushing Qianqiu too hard. In his opinion, Qianqiu is just a chick who has just broken its shell and has not even grown a feather, living under the wings of its parents. is normal.

At this time, he decisively used the reason that Qianqiu was still young, and selectively ignored what Qianqiu said when he taught her to kill when she was four years old.

"Don't listen to your mother, good boy, you can do whatever you want."

Fathers tend to dote on their daughters, especially Qianqiu's appearance is very similar to him, and he who is somewhat narcissistic really dotes on Qianqiu.

The attributes of normal parents have to be reversed between them, probably because the mother is practicing the ruthless way, and the father is responsible for a large part of the care of the daughter's life.

Qianqiu's father is a very beautiful person, and the beauty is indistinguishable. Even if they look like her, he doesn't think he is more beautiful than his own father. His father is different from her. He has no dark circles under his eyes. When there are only gentle and tolerant emotions in it, people are like soaking in a hot spring.

He was sitting on the soft chair constructed in his dream, holding Qianqiu's hand beside him, and holding a small brush in the other hand, he was painting his daughter's nail polish. It was a very beautiful red color, the same color as the color on his hand. The hands that set off look whiter.

"Have you received both books, have they come in handy?" My father's smile was like the bright moon in the sky, but Qianqiu didn't agree with it at all.

She has a bad memory, and she can't remember it if she doesn't mention it. She will explode if she mentions it.

Although her vest was originally Yokohama Public Enemy, the sudden fall of the two books clearly doubled the hatred value of the vest.

Qianqiu was so angry that she couldn't help stretching out her hand to pluck her father's hair, she was already very strong, and she actually lost two of them.

My father always loves his own hair, and it is the family-raised aunt who made him resist the idea of ​​killing someone for revenge. Thinking that the child left his parents when he was four years old, and there is no chance to interact with them, so he is not angry , Instead, he begged for mercy with a smile, and treated it as playing with the children.

Not to mention the two hairs, even if he shaves his head...it's impossible not to be angry, even if it's his own, he still has to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots.

"It's dad's fault, don't be annoyed, but does my daughter really think I'll make such a low-level mistake?"

The father winked at her, wanting the child to use his little head to guess, but Qianqiu was determined, firmly thinking that he just made a mistake and was looking for an excuse.

After all, even taking a pentakill can be so excited that he can't suppress his cultivation father, Qianqiu really feels that this person is not very reliable.

The silly roe deer with his thoughts written on his face made him doubt his "tall image" in his daughter's eyes, but his father didn't care about these people after all. Bounced.

"Before you know it, you've grown so tall, and when you grow up, you can make trouble."

"Your mother and I were afraid that you would kill us, so we discussed bringing you to the fairy world in advance two days ago. Originally, I wanted you to practice more in the human world..." My father sighed Tone, looking at myself as a daughter who can't bear to look like a husky who is out of hand, is quite helpless, "I have never worried so much in my life."

His troublesome father didn't object, and it was even his hobby in the past, which was to play tricks on his suitors to fight, and then fan the flames to watch the excitement.

The daughter has inherited his fine traditions, but unfortunately her brain can't keep up.

That is to say, the vest can barely be covered by using a force beyond the comprehension of those smart people, and even a small flaw can be stripped clean.

He considers himself a qualified father, watching his daughter jumping repeatedly on the high-tension line can almost be described as complicated.

Qianqiu felt that he had heard something wrong, what was meant by taking her to the fairy world in advance!Isn't it like that only by practicing diligently can one barely ascend?

"Normally, this is indeed the case, but there are always some shortcuts, aren't there?" My father seemed to have heard the question in her heart, and replied in a gentle voice: "It's like the 'book' in Yokohama, which can realize the things written in the book. Anything, even if it directly raises your strength to the peak of the Mahayana stage."

"But because of the law of conservation of power, if you write this wish, the 'book' will probably be useless, so the 'book' will try its best to prevent you from finding it."

"But it has nothing to do with me. I don't know whether the book in my hand is real or fake. I can't figure out the exact location of the book at my level." Qian Qiu had an expression of "I'm afraid you are embarrassing me, Fat Tiger". Including the same emoticon, Qianqiu, who has been playing quite happily so far, didn't even think about flying up on the spot.

It is impossible for my father to tell my daughter about things that I am not sure about. He continued in a soft tone, "The puppet textbook for you has some private goods mixed in. If you overlap the two and mix them with some spiritual power, they will be fused together. It can guide you to find the body of the 'book'."

"The decision is in your hands. You have been free-range for so long, and your mother and I have no intention of forcing you."

Putting away the smile on his face, he hugged his daughter who had suddenly grown up.

In his memory, the child was not as tall as his thighs more than ten days ago, and he couldn't even run steadily. Now he has grown to the height of his chest. Obviously, he would dream of his daughter at least three or five times a day.

"Qianqiu, as a father...I hope you can outlive me."

The father's hug made Qianqiu involuntarily feel a little sense of peace of mind. This is the feeling she will have when she is in absolute safety. Her instinct tells her that as long as she returns to her parents' wing, all the things that threaten her will disappear. .

However, until the end of the dream, she still couldn't give her answer. Fortunately, her parents were not in a hurry, and just let Qianqiu think about it slowly.

Qianqiu slept soundly this time, even if she sleeps at night while dreaming, the growth of her cultivation base will not slow down.

She took out the two books. In broad daylight, even if the books were shining, it was not very conspicuous.

According to my father's instructions, the two books were merged into one book, and there was only one piece of paper on the inside of the book that was marked, and the directions were marked with red dots like a treasure map.

Qian Qiu, who was taught how to read this kind of picture, knew how to use this thing, and knew that with this kind of thing, she could find the book today, and then make a wish to fly to the fairy world.

But Qianqiu hesitated in a rare way, obviously telling her intuitively that this was the best choice for her, but she didn't want to do it.

Also unable to understand why, Qianqiu scratched his messy head, separated the two books and stuffed them back into the space.

If you don't know what to do, just procrastinate.

Because of being entrusted with a dream by his parents, Qianqiu woke up at [-]:[-] in the morning, more than two hours past the sword practice time stipulated by the president.

Qianqiu dawdled a little longer, and it was not long before noon when he returned to the training room.

Fukuzawa Yukichi was sitting in the office drinking tea, as if he didn't know about Qianqiu's late behavior at all, and when he saw her, he pushed the tea on the table forward, signaling that Qianqiu could have some.

Originally thinking that he would be punished, Qianqiu looked at the plate in front of him in a daze, picked up the tea and began to chew in a daze, paying attention to Fukuzawa Yukichi's expression while chewing.

Because of her mother's confession in the dream, she planned to change her previous idea of ​​playing casually a little bit, and was going to treat kendo with a serious attitude towards playing games.

However, what she didn't know was that from the president's point of view, Qianqiu's daring to come after knowing that training will start at seven o'clock today is a remarkable improvement, and he can no longer ask too much of this delicate child.

The so-called genius is the right to be willful.

Fukuzawa Yukichi actually does not agree with this sentence in his heart. He pursues the belief that even a fool can become a talent through hard study.

But this child Qianqiu can't stand too severe oppression, it will not work, but it will erase her little love for kendo.

And this kind of talent, no matter how stubborn it is, from a teacher's point of view, it's hard to hate such a student.

"It looks like you had a good dream last night."

Fukuzawa Yukichi could tell at a glance that Qianqiu must have slept last night, the dark circles under his eyes had faded a lot, and he was in good spirits.

"Well, I dreamed about my parents, and they were talking to me very gently." Although the president is sometimes scary, Qianqiu has indeed regarded him as a teacher, and always wants to ask if he has any questions His opinion, "I haven't dreamed about them in ages."

"It is indeed a good dream, what happened in the dream?"

The president is responsible for the daily life of the prospective students. After all, it seems a bit inhumane to mention the training in the training room after the child has just finished eating, and it is not good for the stomach.

"I don't know if it's a good thing or not. My parents said that my life was too dangerous and wanted to take me away."

Qianqiu is very honest, she really intends to get some useful advice from the president, "I miss them too, and consider whether to go to heaven to find them."

However, she didn't realize that what she said was too ambiguous. Although the president, who can maintain his facial paralysis even if the sky falls, still has that expression, the teacup in his hand was cracked, which is enough to prove his mood.

The good Miaozi who wanted to be accepted as a disciple suddenly became tired of the world and wanted to leave this beautiful world. No one would probably be able to accept this terrible fact.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's mind instantly flashed through his education methods for Qianqiu in the past six months, but he didn't find any depressing points from it.

Because Qianqiu is easily affected by the environment and mood, Fukuzawa Yukichi always considers her psychological endurance and balance work and rest in education, and asks Ranpo to take her to play often. He should not force the child into the world of feelings There is no hope.

The detective agency and the school also have a positive atmosphere, and the only guy who can instill Qianqiu with world-weary thoughts, there is only one left in the elimination method——

That Dazai who studies a hundred ways to commit suicide every day.

Qianqiu watched the president make a phone call, and after asking Dazai if he was in the office, he stood up and prepared to find someone.

Of course, he didn't forget to bring his own knife.