attack on rotten oranges

At the end of 2007, people are about to usher in the new year, and the boy with short black fluffy hair in Fuhei's house has just turned five years old.

On his birthday yesterday, the boy's father, Fu Heisher, naturally did not come back.The young Fuguro Hui with a cold expression followed behind Fukuro Tsumiki to clean up the room.

And just when the two children began to worry about how to solve today's dinner, there was a knock on the door.

Is Tsumiki's mother back?

Fu Heihui glanced at Tsumiji who was still holding the ingredients in her hands, and thoughtfully opened the door first.

However, after the door opened, a tall and muscular man who directly occupied 80.00% of the door space was in the line.

"Oh, the little devil is at home." Fu Heisher walked into the room carelessly, without any thought that it was during the winter vacation, and Fu Heihui didn't have to go to kindergarten at all.

After the man's shadow briefly covered his young son, he moved away very quickly.Fu Heihui closed the door, and the expression on his face was completely frozen.

"Why are you back?" He asked the irresponsible man unceremoniously.

"Go out and make a fortune." The man said without distraction, "There is a treat today, kid, you don't have to cook."

"By the way, take Tsumiki too."

As he said that, Fu Heisher leaned back on the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV, and tuned to the horse racing show.

You should explain exactly what is going on!Fu Heihui gritted his teeth, he really didn't have the desire to quarrel with this unscrupulous adult, turned around and went back to the kitchen, leaving only the man with the scar on the corner of his mouth addicted to gambling in the living room.

***

"Three adults, two children."

In the private room, Gojo Satoru leaned on the back of the chair with one hand, flipping through the menu casually with the other.

After the waiter left, the door was pushed open again.

"Yo, we meet again!" The white-haired boy threw down the menu, deliberately ignored the black-haired man who took the lead, and greeted the black-haired hedgehog boy he met not long ago with enthusiasm.

"Tsk." Fu Heisher smacked his lips impatiently, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Not long after he regained his freedom, he was caught by Gojo Satoru and asked about Fu Heihui's news. For this reason, he also ate a secret biography of the Gotiao family-Xu Shi [茈] from the other party.

Gojo Satoru sent Fu Heshier, who had just escaped from Tokyo Manga, to Tokyo Manga's medical room secretly.

Fu Heihui looked dully at the white-haired boy who had appeared in front of him strangely. He was deeply impressed by the other party's unreliable performance.

However, now thinking of what Gojo Satoru said, "Your father sold you to a Buddhist monk", Fu Heihui seems to understand how Fu Heisher's "earning a fortune" came about.

I only care about whether Tsumiji can get happiness... The boy with the hedgehog head lowered his eyes.

"Is that kid here yet?" Fu Heisher asked dissatisfiedly, crossing Erlang's legs.

"I never thought that Mr. Fu Hei would miss you so much?" A smiling voice came from the balcony of the private room.

Bunbu Shuhei pushed open the door, and was satisfied to see Fuheshier's expression as if he had eaten a fly.

Fu Heisher, who was used to being a boy and eating soft food, didn't care much about Shuhei's word "Missing".

He just had a subconscious toothache from this smiling voice——

This is the exact same tone the grey-haired boy used when he blew up his own spine to hold him back, and when he decided to break his own spine multiple times for the convenience of his detention.

"Tch." Fu Heisher snorted softly, he didn't think that if he did it again, he would still be defeated by the opponent.

And when he noticed the empty left sleeve of the other party, he couldn't help but sneered: "The young master of the Wenbu family will also be injured?"

"Ah, Mr. Fuguro, this is a small injury." Wenbu Shuhei smiled kindly at Fukuro Tsumiki and Fukuro Megumi, who restrained their eyes and tried not to show a strange attitude towards themselves, and then focused on being with Fukuro In the midst of Heisher's pinch, "Presumably based on your rich experience, you should know that this is quite easy to cure?"

Of course, a broken arm is not an injury that can be easily cured. The [Reversal Technique] that has been added to the glass is currently unable to regenerate a broken limb.

But Shuhei Bunbu is relying on Yosano Akiko's supernatural ability "Please Don't Die" as a backing, crazily implying that Fu Heisher remembered the days when he was paralyzed in the cell alone waiting for his spine to heal.

"And, as a friendly reminder," Bunbe Shuhei said hypocritically, "removing all the tags from your clothes will not give you any advantage."

"There are more words in life than you can imagine."

"Of course, if you can really disassemble the terminal, remove the label on the internal parts and put it back; don't use any cash, and don't carry bank cards with text logos; restrain your desire to gamble, and don't stuff your credentials in your pocket ...then just pretend I didn't say anything."

"By the way, your luck is really bad."

Bunbu Shuhei pulled out a string of incantations from Fuhesher's pocket, and laughed after returning to normal writing.

Is this the "guy like a gray fox" that the man described?Fu Heihui was a little surprised.

Fukurotsu Miki, on the other hand, was uneasy about the confrontation between the two sides for unknown reasons, showing anxiety.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the two children, Shuhei Bunbube swallowed the words "Finally, share a piece of happiness with Mr. Fuhei, I have already succeeded the head of the Bunbu Patriarch, you don't need to call me young master anymore" will definitely be poked The words of Fu Hesher's sore spot, forcibly changing the topic——

"Jay has a show today."

"?" Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide, and he felt that following Shuhei Bunbube's words, the whole world became magical.

"I remember that Jie came out as the leader, didn't he debut as an idol?"

"Talk show!" Bunbu Shuhei looked at Gojo Satoru speechlessly, "The upper management has always paid close attention to [Panxingjiao]."

"We diverted the topic last time, the director will definitely have realized it long ago, and wait for the next meeting to bring it up again."

"Jie needs to confirm the legal information of [Pan Xing Sect] before the upper management convenes another meeting."

"Jie took the script of 'Heirs of the Hidden Religion learned that the teachings were abused, and resolutely went out to save all living beings'." Wenbu Shuhei simply asked the store to use the projection screen, and played Xia Youjie's ongoing program.

***

In front of the camera, the black-haired boy wearing five cassocks and half of his long hair scattered felt that his face was going to freeze from laughing.

In order to create the effect of "kind eyebrows and kind eyes" and "bringing a holy light" as Shuhei Wenbu said, Xia Youjie had to practice repeatedly how to control his expressions with the public relations master under [Feishiyuan] before participating in the show.

Now, he just misses the "No Self" that Shuhei Bunbubu had filmed for him. Only under the effect of that technique, can a person smile with a true Buddha-nature...

"Yes, I lived in seclusion for the next time, and when I accidentally learned that the name of [Pan Xing Sect] was being used by others, and even participated in criminal activities, I decided to start preaching, and I was determined to persuade those who broke the law with the brilliance of the true teaching. "

"In fact, some believers have been inspired, repented, realized that they were blinded by false religion, and surrendered to the public security organs."

Xia Youjie's brows and eyes were full of pain.

And the black-haired boy would not tell the audience that those so-called repentants were all sent in by him, the leader, after losing their value.

Xia Youjie: Mercy.

"Then, would you please introduce us to the teachings of [Pan Xing Sect]?" The host, who also belonged to [Fei Shi Yuan] and was endowed with the effect of developing potential by the King of Gold, joined in at the right time.

"Okay." The young leader nodded restrainedly, and began to explain in an elegant manner, "The history of [Panxing Cult] began in the Heian era..."

**

In short, Xia Youjie teamed up with [Fei Shi Yuan] to designate the original [Pan Xing Sect] as an illegal organization in the program.

And they were very "shameless" and moved the long history of the original [Panxing Sect] to the current [Panxing Sect], making it appear that the [Panxing Sect] under Xia Youjie is the one with a long history and the orthodox inheritance .

"Puff—cough cough cough!" Wujo Wu spat out a mouthful of water.

Shuhei Bunbu watched coldly how his friend performed "shock" exaggeratedly.

"If I had known this would happen, I would have asked Glass to record it." Wujo Wu sighed, heartbroken for not being able to keep Xia Youjie's embarrassing record.

"..." Bunbu Shuhei was speechless, "Just let Jie go."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Gojo Gojo fumed, "It's impossible for Shuhei to have no idea!"

Wenbu Shuhei: "..."

"Are you really not prepared?" Gojo Satoru asked.

Wenbu Shuhei: "..."

"really?"

"..." Shuhei Bunbu surrendered, "I recorded it."

"I'll send it back to you."

After agreeing, the gray-haired boy began to think "sadly" that he should run away for a few months so that he would not be silenced by Xia Youjie who ran away the next time he met.

……

After the slapstick, the conversation finally got to the point.

"From my personal standpoint, I don't want Hui to be accepted into the Buddhist monastery." Shuhei Bunbu cut straight to the point.

The gray-haired boy's back was straight, and his eyes were calm and oppressive.He is a complete model of the aristocratic family, in stark contrast to Wujo Wu who is hanging around next to him.

It was only now that Fugurohui could see that her father's description of Shuhei Bunbu as a "fox" was really okay.

"But I've already collected the money." Fu Heisher shrugged, showing no sign of wanting to fight, "And now I can't come up with all the money."

"I think Mr. Fuhei should know that human trafficking is not legal?"

"Well, it should be the transfer of custody... Isn't it similar?" Fu Heisher looked completely indifferent, "Anyway, I don't have the patience to raise this little devil, so I should go to the Zenyuan family according to blood. "

"Mei..." Fukurotsu Miki looked worriedly at the hedgehog-headed boy who was the person involved in the incident but let the adults talk about the price.

"Let me tell you." Gojo Satoru straightened his body slightly, interrupting Bunbu Shuhei and Fuheshier, "Isn't it better to ask the person concerned about this matter?"

He stood up, walked around the table, bent down and looked at the black-haired, spiky-headed boy—

"what are you thinking?"

"Do you want to stay at the Chanyuan's home?"

Fu Heihui looked directly into Wujo Wu's eyes, with a mature and indifferent face that didn't match her age: "If I enter the Chanyuan family, will Tsumiki be happy?"

Gojo Satoru: "One hundred percent not."

Shuhei Bunbu: "It's absolutely impossible."

Fuhesher: "Oh."

Although their attitudes were different, the three of them gave answers with the same meaning.

Then, for Fu Heihui, this is a question that can be answered without thinking.

The author has something to say:

Part of the dialogue between Gojo Satoru and Fuguro Megumi is quoted from the original manga.

Cooguwhale is dead, and the number of words that we agreed to fill in was not fulfilled today... (Kneel down) But Cooguwhale has been really busy recently...

Let’s not make unreliable promises today, let’s talk about it when we have time on Saturday and Sunday QwQ

感谢在2021-09-0122:54:28~2021-09-0223:18:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Gu Yuxin 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Qingci;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!