Raiding the Thousand-Layer Routine of Tianxiangqingmei

"Cut." The man didn't seem to be thinking well.

"Does anyone suggest you go and see this place?" Fu Heihui looked at the man in front of him lightly, and pointed to his own brain with his finger.

"Ah, it's not easy to use. There's still a scar on my brain. It's on my right side. Do you want to see it?" The man said and wanted to show him the hair on the right side.

Fu Heihui originally thought that he didn't need to look at it. He didn't know why he didn't move his feet, and he didn't stop his behavior. He just stood there blankly, watching the man in front of him part his black hair, revealing a streak on his white scalp. Pale red wound.

Appears to be a knife wound.

"..." Fu Heihui raised his eyes, didn't say anything, just watched quietly, remembering that this man stabbed himself in the head with a knife after asking his surname with a smile.He seemed to understand something.

"Fortunately, it's on the scalp. If there is such a long scar on my face, it will affect my food." The man seemed to be helplessly touching a tiny wound on his lips.

Fu Hei guessed that this man must have more wounds under his clothes.

Fu Hei asked him calmly, something different from usual flashed in his calm eyes, "What do you think of the name Hui?"

"Hmm..." The man held his chin with his big and powerful hand, and thought of it seriously, Hui... the name is quite good.When he raised his head, his eyes were about [-]% like his, looking at the thin but firm-eyed young man.

"Very good, it suits you very well." Really.

"Really?" Fu Hei seemed to be asking him back, but his tone was so weak that he seemed to be asking himself and answering himself. After speaking, he slightly lowered his head and smiled, which turned out to be appropriate.

Seeing that Fu Heihui, who had gone out, didn't come back for a while, Qionghua came out to look for him because Yedou and Wujo Wu were bored fighting again.

In fact, she also cares about Fu Heihui very much, because of Gojo Satoru.

"benefit."

She heard Fu Heihui's voice at the corner of the corridor in front of her, so she walked over and called out tentatively. Didn't expect that it seemed to be the enlarged version of Fu Heihui?

Most of the faces are similar, but the person in front of him looks older, with a small scar on his lip.

Just when she was about to speak for the second time, she suddenly remembered that the man she met in the convenience store last time seemed to be Bishamonten's artifact.

That means... Master Bishamon is here too... What a coincidence she and Yato are, the fate of an old enemy... If Bishamon knew that Yato had drawn her book, Bishamon would definitely hunt him down day and night.

Qionghua swallowed, avoided the man's sight, walked around the man stiffly, and pulled Fu Heihui to leave, but the man didn't stop him, just smiled and raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't care much about anything.

Qionghua stiffly pulled Fu Heihui back, but she didn't expect to meet Bishamon and others who were also wearing bathrobes at the intersection of another corridor. Qionghua turned around without changing her expression, and pulled him back again .

Fu Heihui: "..."

Seeing them coming back, Shiba raised his eyebrows, leaning against the wall and looking at them with a relaxed expression.

"Why are you back again? Have you seen our Lady Queen?"

Qionghua's smile became even stiffer, as if she was being talked about.He must have seen Bishamon just now, right?He didn't go there either, he seemed to be a loner, like a lone wolf.It seems that I didn't see him in Kiyomizu Temple because he was separated from Bishamon, right?A guy who always likes to act on his own.

She bet he wouldn't tell Bishamon about them, because he wasn't that kind of person, and that would have neither meaning nor meaning to him.

So Qionghua and Fuheihui returned to the corridor, wanting to wait for Bishamon to leave before going back.

But she poked her head, and watched Bishamon walk into the table tennis room where Yato and others were with shocked pupils.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental!

table tennis room.

Gojo Satoru called a ping-pong ball played by "the strongest magician in the magic world" who was very easy to catch. The "all-round and most outsourced" god Yato smiled confidently, and wanted to catch the little vulnerable ping-pong ball The ball was caught by a slender white hand.

"Hey?"

Yato turned his head and saw a beautiful angry face that he least wanted to see.Bishamonten.

"Hahahaha, I didn't catch the ball, so I won! Good!" Gojo Satoru raised his arms happily and cheered.

Anyone with a brain bigger than a walnut can see that something is wrong with the atmosphere. Everyone present gathered around Gojo Satoru, with an expression of "do you not look at the occasion when you speak?"

"Hey! I can't hinder you by playing ping-pong here, can I? Slut."

Bishamon's hand covering the ping-pong ball slowly tightened, and the round ping-pong ball was pinched into strips in her hand.

She wanted to call out the name of the artifact, but was interrupted by Zhao Ma, "Vina, it's not very good to do it here." It's full of people.

Bishamon's original expression of anger slowed down unwillingly, then restrained, returned to calm, and turned to leave.

"Tch, if you can't beat him, you have to leave." Yato muttered in a low voice, and everyone focused their attention on him again.

Is this person asking for attention?

"Who said I can't beat you!" Bishamon returned to the irrational state at the beginning, and was about to fight in the next second.

"Wait!" Qionghua, who was eavesdropping outside the door, suddenly pulled Fu Heihui into the door, successfully attracting the attention of all the people present.

"Wait." Qionghua looked serious, and waved her trembling hands at Bishanmen and Yedou, signaling to both parties to calm down, "Since there is going to be a fight, let's fight, can you use a ping-pong ball to fight?" Decide the outcome?"

Zhao Ma's reaction was extremely quick, and she pushed her glasses and agreed, "I think it's okay." How could there be such a smart woman?

"Oh? I'm afraid someone won't dare?" Yato looked up at the sky, the corners of his mouth were bent at 180 degrees, and he was frantically testing at the edge of 360 degrees.

"Zhaoma! Help me get the ball!" Bishamon angrily walked across to Yato, and a ping-pong ball full of anger went straight to Yato. The ball was sent out, and the two played table tennis with the momentum of a desperate struggle.

"I think this ball can kill people." Qionghua's head turned back and forth with the ball, Gojo Satoru went to sit next to her, and sat tightly with her, imitating her and holding his chin, but he didn't look at the ball , just look at her.

Why are there beauties watching boring balls.

Shiba on the side watched the two play ball for a while, patted Fu Heihui on the shoulder, motioned him to come out, and then took him to another empty room.

"What did you bring me here for?" Fu Heihui looked at him.

Surprisingly well-behaved, he originally thought he would not follow easily.

Shiba smiled, stretched his neck and wrist, walked towards him and punched him, "Teach you some body moves."

Fu Heihui dodged easily, but he received Shiba's second and third blows closely, and the attacks became more and more intensive. It was difficult for him to dodge, so he simply took a few steps back to keep a safe distance from him.

"Use your shikigami."

Fu Hei Hui did as he did, except for using Man Sho and the "temporarily unusable Shikigami", he defeated all the needles one by one.

Panting heavily, he looked up at the man with extremely strong physical fitness in front of him. He obviously couldn't feel any magic power, but made up for this deficiency with his own strong physical fitness. He was really a terrifying man.

"It seems that what Baimao taught you is not good." Shiba looked at him condescendingly.He inquired about their relationship.

Fu Heihui continued to get up from the ground, and kept punching and testing people he thought he couldn't beat. There was a voice in his heart telling him that he must persevere.

Shiba dodged his fist easily, "The strength is much weaker, didn't he tell you? Is the weakness of the magician who relies on Shikigami the magician himself? Because, you are the weakest!"

"If you want to have no weaknesses, you can only make yourself strong."

Fu Heihui continued his attack, Shiba looked a little bored, Fu Heihui suddenly gestured to summon Shikigami, a group of rabbits gushed out from his shadow like a spring, Shiba's feet were unstable, and was instantly covered by a swamp The rabbits got confused and fell backwards.

This is not over for him, but his temptation to Fu Heihui has passed.

The moment he fell, Fu Heihui restrained him instantly, and also saw that he was not struggling, although he had the ability to fight back.

Shiba smiled, then freed his hand to stroke Fu Heihui's hair.Well, it looks prickly, it's actually soft, it seems like only his hair doesn't lean too much towards him.

Too much hairspray?Even cranky.

The punching just now was all Fu Heihui's routine, forcing him to the edge of the room, letting his shadow hit him under the light, and let the rabbits rushing out of the shadow immediately entangle him.

He underestimated him.

It seems that he still has brains, although he was brought up by people who don't seem to have brains.

Gojo Satoru in the table tennis room sneezed twice for no reason, buried his face in Qionghua's shoulder, and insisted that he had a cold.

"Well, you will definitely become an excellent conjurer in the future." Shiba stood up, smiling with some complacency.

"Shiba! Shiba! We're leaving!" There was a shout outside, and Shiba recognized that Lanba was calling him, so he patted his shoulder and walked out together with him.

As soon as he came out, he saw a Bishamon who looked like he had just finished a fight. The neckline of his yukata was pulled too far, his hair was a little messy, but he looked very relieved.

"What happened in the end?" He asked Lamba beside him.

"Haha, of course it was my elder sister who beat that idiot to the ground! In the end, I almost knelt down and begged for mercy!"

Shiba knew that she had added ten layers of filters to Bishamon's sight, so he asked Qionghua at the side, "I heard that your useless... God was beaten to death?"

"...It's about the same, that is to say, when your lord got anxious at the end, he stepped onto the ping-pong table, then jumped up, and hit my god's head with a racket. My god was knocked unconscious by your god and knelt on the ground .”

Forget it, it doesn't matter if Yato gets beaten up, let's fight again next time we see each other, things will get bigger here and innocent people will always be hurt.

Shiba nodded in understanding.

The two groups separated, Fu Heihui looked at Shiba's leaving back, wondering if it was his eyes behind his back or what happened, Shiba suddenly turned his head while walking, his eyes were unprecedentedly gentle.

Fu Heihui looked away awkwardly, then looked up at him again.

Shiba smiled and waved at him, then followed the others.

He was originally a person who didn't care much about anything, except for the young man who met once in a convenience store.

At a glance, he felt that he must have something to do with him.

Most likely his own son.

However, he is a person who starts over. He doesn't remember when he was alive, and he doesn't care how he died. Although he died, it has nothing to do with him.

Because he doesn't even care about himself, but he cares about the boy who has a similar face to him.

Fu Heihui, right?It's a good name.