put on my white vest

"2/3 of a Dresden slate... Hehehe, with it, I really have two brushes!"

He had been relying on Mr. System's character card before, but now Lian Hechuan finally got something of his own.

"In the future, even if my vest is a white-haired passerby, I can strengthen him to the ceiling!"

The contractor who had never been rich was flattered, "Damn, that good guy—what kind of black organization, what kind of Russians? The four emperors and three generals are not a big deal hahahaha!"

Point X is invincible and smooth, so terrifying.

Lian Hechuan in the system space had already had a sweet dream, and the 'outdated' year-end award in his hands - the dark creature sesame paste strongly protested against it.

Poking the pet indicated that the protest was invalid, and the contractor basked in the light of the slate comfortably, feeling that his life ideals and career aspirations had risen several notches.

[The next task of the contractor is to bind the Dresden stone?Only then can it be used in tasks. 】

Mr. System patiently waited until his contractors had gone mad before calmly communicating with electronic voices.

"Tie, tie, tie! You have to try something that you just got and see if it doesn't work!"

Mr. System drew an OK with a stick figure, and spit out the task document—[This is the matched Party A. 】

Lian Hechuan, who was extremely inflated, took the next pile of task papers with two fingers artificially, hmm... froze for a second.

"The height of the road is one foot and the height of the devil is one foot" and "there will be no bronze in the game of kings" circulated in the mind, and the contractor who grabbed the white paper into toilet paper felt the danger of capitalists... really Squeeze out every drop of surplus value...

"Mr. System—"

Lian Hechuan looked sad: "Forget about Gintama, chopping down kobolds and beating night rabbits is just like a boy's romance. But in Gintama, 'fulfill the virtual wish and let the people of Matsushita Village School live a happy life'... …”

With all due respect, the amount of information in just a few words exceeds the standard.

"Xu is a planetary life form! His wish is to destroy himself, so am I going to be a big boss who destroys the earth??

And the number of people is a bit too much, I'm Monkey King, and I'm allotted one to be a fairy godmother! "

As expected of a matching game, just after installing the plug-in on the ceiling, he was going to fight against another world-destroying ceiling.

Lian Hechuan: There is nothing to love in life.JPG

Gintama's world background Looking at the entire universe, planets have vitality like life forms.

Altana is the energy flowing between the earth, which symbolizes the vitality of the planet, and is also called the "dragon vein". When it dries up, it also means that the life of the planet has come to an end.

Altana can be converted into practical energy, and many destructive weapons capable of destroying entire planets have appeared. Long-distance movement between planets has also become more convenient, and the entire universe is thus connected.

Realized life forms can also be born from Altana. Their lives are connected with the entire planet. As long as the planet is not destroyed, they will never grow old and die.

Xu is such an Altana life form.

His home planet is the earth, and his inability to be killed makes humans fear and loathe him. Over time, his character has become distorted and cruel. He has lived for too long and has been looking for a way to kill himself.

Over the long years, Xu has often split into different personalities to roam the world.

One of the personalities, Yoshida Shoyo, took away the homeless Sakata Gintoki on the battlefield and became his teacher in Matsushita Village Juku. The story of Gintama begins here.

Mr. System drew a hard-working stickman trying to motivate his employees to generate income for the company, forcing social animals to get up and go to work with a mouthful of blood in their mouths.

Lian Hechuan accepted his fate with dead fish eyes: "Okay."

"But let me explain in advance, to what extent this mission can be achieved...I can't guarantee it."

"Also, I don't really need to stay for 500 years, do I?"

Electronic voice completely Mo's feelings: [The system provides different time nodes, and contractors can choose to jump by themselves. 】

Lian Hechuan took a deep breath, checked the system props that looked like a counterfeit time-space converter, and then looked at the fox-eared silver-haired god with a gentle smile in the character Kari with apology.

It is obviously from a healing drama with a warm and warm daily life. The person/wife who cooks, quarrels, and raises daughter geese is a male mother. Because monsters and gods can live reasonably long, the character card selected by Mr. System... ...

【Fox God—Silver Immortal】

"Don't worry, wait until I give myself an epic level enhancement."

Lian Hechuan murmured: "What's wrong with the househusband? If I specialize in cooking, I will have a [-]-[-] break with him!!"

One second before putting on the vest card and starting the mission, the contractor suddenly fell into deep thought.

"By the way, I remember that Yinxian has no gender?"

The white-haired wife I've been thinking about...is actually me? ! !

[In the early days of the Kamakura period, the ancient manor system of the Heian period continued.

The owner of the name obtained the private rights of the famous land from the manor lord to operate independently. Each manor is like a closed society, and many civilians will never leave the village where they were born.

Coming down from the mountain with the firewood he picked up, Ah Zhen, a simple farmer, curiously stopped the neighbors who were in a hurry.

"What happened, is the pipa master coming?"

The neighbor raised his head, his face was not as relaxed as he could listen to "The Tale of Baoyuan" played by the pipa, he hesitated for a while, and whispered in Ah Zhen's ear, "It's an evil spirit!"

"Evil ghost?! Didn't it get pulled out..."

Ah Zhen was shocked. There were indeed rumors of evil spirits haunting nearby villages a while ago, but wasn't that already hanged to death by Master Yuan Ming of the Pure Land Sect?

The neighbor said anxiously: "Shh! Oh, please keep your voice down!"

He glanced at Ah Zhen who was hastily apologizing, and complained for a while before continuing: "How long ago did you hear the news... Evil ghosts can't be killed!"

Can evil spirits be killed?

Ah Zhen panicked: "Ah...then what should I do?"

The neighbor also sighed: "The samurai in the city can't solve it. Didn't the little sparrow of the grandma's house at the entrance of the village call Tu Shanjun with the spirit wood dug out a while ago, and now there is only this way to go."

Tushan is a term used in folklore, referring to the noble fox.

As soon as Ah Zhen heard that she wanted to invite the fox fairy, her face collapsed like a neighbor's: "Tu Shanjun's words...then our domestic animals..."

The neighbor was really worried about this, he shook his head helplessly and said: "But there is no other way, I just hope that Mr. Tu Shan can restrain the evil spirit and give us peace."

With a bitter face, she walked to her grandmother's house at the entrance of the village. The conversation between Ah Zhen and her neighbors soon turned to farming, rice, oil and salt. This is the portrayal of the lives of most common people in this era.

Farmers use this cultivated land to grow food, and regard the village they live in as a place guarded for generations. Any monsters and ghosts dare to set foot here...they will never allow it!

At the very end of the field ridge, in the dirt covered by weeds, a pair of red eyes shrank in shock from Ah Zhen's conversation with her neighbor.

The 'ghost' with chestnut hair and the appearance of a child still remembered the suffocation feeling of being hung on the cliff. He rubbed his hungry belly and limped away from this place in fear of Tu Shanjun.

The night after five days.

Ah Zhen tremblingly held up the hatchet, and all the adult male villagers in the village gathered in this open space. In front of them was a red-eyed boy who was tied up, grinning and struggling.

"This, this... is this a ghost?! It looks like a child!!"

The oldest old man scolded Ah Zhen: "There is absolutely nothing wrong with this appearance, why don't you hurry up and kill him and bury him in front of Tu Shanjun's shrine!"

The old man made a clear calculation, the ceremony of inviting the fox fairy was just completed yesterday, and today some villagers caught this evil spirit by the river.Wouldn't it be possible to please the fox fairy and save the chicken, duck and fish meat by killing the evil spirit before Tu Shanjun came?

Ah Zhen was still hesitant and couldn't make a move. The neighbor who was talking to him that day couldn't stand it anymore, and grabbed the hatchet and shouted: "What do you look like, an evil spirit is an evil spirit!

He haunts the river, and my normally healthy boy has diarrhea, so I will definitely vent my anger today! "

'Isn't your child sick because of eating wild fruits? Ah Zhen shrank back and didn't dare to refute, so she could only step back and say nothing.

"catch!"

The hatchet slashed hard, and the broken leaves covered with dew were splashed on the ground, and the sound of tiger and tiger wind shook the eardrums of everyone present.

But the neighbor with red eyes didn't feel like he had cut something. He stared at the empty ground, and finally raised his trembling fingers with a pale face.

"It's not good! It's not good!!"

"Evil ghost... The evil ghost has escaped!!!"

The village was in turmoil due to the disappearance of the evil spirit, and by the small river a few hundred meters away, the chestnut-haired boy who closed his eyes and waited for the pain carefully opened his eyes.

What came into view was a young man sitting on a tree dangling his feet, who didn't look much older than himself.

The boy wears a pair of fox ears, the yellow bell on his chest sounds crisp and clear, and his soft silver hair complements the moonlight.

He held a skewer of grilled fish in his hand, and the aroma filled the surrounding space.

"Are you an 'evil ghost'? You don't look very scary."

"...Are you Tu Shanjun?"

"Ah, my name is Yinxian! The fox god is Yinxian."

Seeing that the other party didn't hurt him, the young evil ghost plucked up his courage and asked, "You, what purpose do you have?!"

"It's nothing... look at your stomach growling."

The young man smiled and shook the fish in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were full of warmth: "Do you want to eat?"

"If you eat—you are my believer!"]

500 years later, the Edo period.

"Teacher? Teacher!"

"Song. Yang. Teacher! The fish is ready, don't be in a daze, teacher!"

Oboro, who escaped from Tianzhaoyuan with his teacher, waved the grilled fish in front of Yoshida Shoyang, and asked suspiciously, "Did the teacher think of something? It wouldn't be related to..."

Yoshida Shoyang was awakened from the colorful memories, he twitched his fingers, sat there in a daze for a long time before waking up like a dream.

"...No, nothing. Just remembered a friend."

His joyful mood darkened in an instant, and he said sullenly, "Friend. You must be that person's friend!"

The kind personality Yoshida Shoyo just appeared not long ago. If you say friend...that is also the main personality of this body, the ruthless and brutal leader of Amaterasu Institute - Xu's friend.

Knowing what his senior disciple had misunderstood, Song Yang patted his head and said, "It's not what you think, he's...a different person from Xu, and they had a big fight because of it afterwards."

Songyang who said this, inadvertently felt a sense of loss and nostalgia between his brows, and subconsciously placed his right hand on the package he carried with him, rubbing the wooden board inside with his fingertips.

Oboro was a little curious: "Is this wooden board a friend's property?"

"yes,"

Songyang said gently: "Do you want to hear his story?"

"If the teacher insists on talking, I have no objection."

"Hahaha, that's fine, I will trouble my senior disciple to listen to my nagging."

Songyang took a bite of the delicious grilled fish: "The story between me and him is very, very long... It's okay to talk about Oboro growing up!"

"I can tell you slowly, slowly."