Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

The Chanyuan is very strong.

Powerful beyond specification.

Fu Heihui wanted to forcibly capture the homeless old child back, but the strength of two jade dogs alone was not enough.

But it's not completely helpless, because Shi Er won't just watch his son under three years old chasing him on a shikigami.

Jade Dog has a good sense of smell, even if Shi Er wants to get rid of it, it will not be easy, after all, he can't destroy his son's shikigami, and Hui Na's stubborn and brain-dead boy finally found the jerk father, and he probably won't be caught I won't give up either.

It's just because Hui's strength is not enough, so he can only find a way to get Zenyuan Shier to take the initiative to go home with him.

Regarding this point, Fu Heihui was not panicked at all.

After all, scum belongs to scum, but it is not enough to ignore the safety of his son.

If the other party refuses to return, and stays so stagnant, Fu Heihui, who is only over two years old, will run out of spell power sooner or later and fall directly from the jade dog, and then will pass out on the street in all likelihood.

In that case, Shier would not be able to leave.

Only this point, Fu Heihui is sure... no matter how depraved, the man in Zenyuan Shier will not let his son fall into danger.

[Mei, please. ]

It was entrusted by Eri's mother before she died.

So no matter how decadent he is and how he doesn't take it seriously, Shi Er will never intentionally harm his son.

Fu Heihui, who believes in this, has nothing to fear.

——Of course, let’s forget about the unintentional persecution without the supervision of Eili’s mother. This guy has only been a father for a year and a half in total. Judging from Shier’s daily behavior, he probably doesn’t have much Common sense that parents should have.

If it weren't for Fu Heihui's strong ability to survive, Shier, who knows that he can't raise a child well, would probably choose to remarry. It doesn't matter if he gets married, as long as he can find a reliable woman to stay with Hui to support him. up.In fact, in Fu Heihui's last life, Zenyuan Shier did just that.

Life was difficult, Fu Heihui lowered his expectations of Shier again and again, and finally completely gave up asking that guy to be a good single father. just fine.

To be honest, it was not unreasonable for me to hate my father so much in my previous life.

Sighed.

In short, after Zenyuan Shier deliberately led the follower to a dead end, Fu Heihui walked out without any concealment, but he was full of dissatisfaction and complaints and didn't say anything. , Laughing like crazy.

Shi'er retracted the magic tool, hugged the approaching son with one hand, and with the other hand overturned the black dog that was roaring and pounced on the curse spirit on his shoulder.

"No, no, you can't eat this thing!"

Shi'er looked at the black dog in an unexpectedly happy mood. He took off the magic spirit that was usually used as a mobile weapon arsenal from his shoulder, and after it shrunk to the size of a ping-pong ball, he stuffed it directly into his mouth. It falls down the throat into the stomach pouch.He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, "...here is the guy I eat."

...Wow, is it true?Swallowed it?

Fu Hei Hui pupil earthquake.

No, goosebumps just thinking about it.

Zenyuan Shier rubbed the stunned son's curled hair, and returned home happily with the little guy and two jade dogs.

Although only one child is usually there, the whole house is clean and tidy, and there is no mess at all.

Entering the door through the hallway, there is a picture of Eri on the cabinet beside the living room.

Every time Shi Er saw it, he couldn't help but want to throw it away. He always felt that since the person is no longer there, what use is keeping the photo besides adding negative emotions?It's just that Hui refused no matter what, like a kitten with fried hair stretching its teeth and claws to protect it, as if he dared to throw it and fight with him, so he reluctantly compromised, choosing to be out of sight and out of mind.

...and then I got used to it.

He could even whisper [I'm back, Eri] in his heart when he came back, or stand in front of the photo in a daze while Kei was asleep.

Unexpectedly calm mood.

Even Shi Er couldn't figure out this wonderful psychological change. He obviously thought it would only add negative emotions, but in the end, he began to rejoice that his son's "willfulness" left a photo of Eri in their family .

The family that was originally happy and completely broken, seemed to be infected with a warm atmosphere again because of the efforts of a certain little guy.

"I'm back, mother."

Fu Heihui didn't think as much as his restless father, he said softly when passing by his mother's photo.

He was put on the sofa by Shier, and the two jade dogs immediately ran to the little master's feet and lay down, as if they knew there was no danger, they wagged their tails easily, until Fu Heihui touched his furry head and relieved him. After performing the spell, it turned into a black shadow and merged into the floor again.

"Let's talk, Hui."

Shi Er said in a low voice, his green eyes fixed on his son.

Fu Heihui tilted his head and looked at him.

It seems that it is because Hui awakened the relationship between the spells. Although Fu Heihui was very mature in the past, it is only now that Shi Er really regards the young partner as an object to communicate with.

Spelling formulas, spell power——these natural aptitudes are doomed to the upper and lower limits of the status that can be obtained in the current wretched magic world.

Just like the guy who has both six eyes and no lower limit spell, he was worshiped as the son of God when he was born, and all the resources were held in front of him. As long as he can grow up smoothly, he will naturally become the new voice in the magic world in the future.

It's a world of difference from a trash like myself who has no magic power.

Possessing [Ten Shadow Spells], the only spell that can kill six eyes and has no lower limit, Hui also has the aptitude to become the top.

As long as he is taken back by the Chanyuan family, he will undoubtedly be taken care of and nurtured as the next head of the family, and protected at every level.

The future is much brighter than following yourself.

[Eri will be worried, so even if you have talent... just like me, just go and be an ordinary person. ]

No one ever seemed to have said such a thing.

But Shir has deliberately forgotten.

"...Do you want to go to the Chanyuan home? Someone will take care of you, praise you, and protect you, which is much better than here."

The tall man with downcast eyes said in a hoarse voice, and as the words came out, the past that disgusted him emerged in his mind.

Being pointed at, ignored, ridiculed, and denied.

Struggling desperately to escape from the heap of cursed spirits, he was covered with scars and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, but no one cared about his life or death.

Because he is a waste that doesn't even have the power of mantras, an existence that shames the Chanyuan family.

However, his son is a genius completely different from himself.

"Do not want to."

Being asked this, Fu Heihui frowned, and answered without thinking.

Shir choked.

He slightly widened his green eyes, which seemed to be withdrawn from his son, and quickly twitched the corners of his mouth, "Hey, kid, do you know what a Chanyuan house is? Although it's a garbage dump over there to me, I can't bear it." They have money and power, and they are different from me. With your operation, they will treat you like an emperor, and it will not be a problem to stretch out your clothes, stretch your hands, and open your mouth...Ah, speaking of it, you You probably don’t know the magic world yet?”

The tall and strong man seriously explained the world over there to his two-year-old son.

It is about the existence of mantra spirits, about the status of the Chanyuan family, and the specialness of Fu Heihui's technique.

"Although after you go to the world over there, you will definitely be trained as a magician...but that's not bad, because you have the cards to survive well. Before you grow up, the Chanyuan family will definitely save your life. Live a comfortable life.”

Because it is the successor of the ten important shadow spells.

Zenyuan Shier stretched out his hands and pinched his son's soft cheeks, exhorting with self-deprecating and only a little bit of wonder:

"You just need to abandon that ridiculous sympathy, don't think about saving anyone, and live for your own selfishness. As long as you do that, you can perfectly integrate into that world... It's not a problem to die, it's better than following I'm much better, anyway, I don't come back often, my kind of father is completely dispensable to you, hey, Hui, do you know what choice is better for you?"

With his cheek pinched, Fu Heihui stared at his father in front of him.

This was the first time he had spoken so many words to himself since Eri's mother passed away.

"But, you hate the Chanyuan family, right?" Fu Heihui tilted his head as a matter of course, and his voice was soft and crisp: "If you even hate it, it means that it is a pretty bad dump."

With the memory of the previous life, I naturally know what the state of the Chanyuan family is like.

Feudal, old-fashioned, disgusting, and with the supremacy of spell power and spells, it is so serious that it has almost no humanity at all.

Even though Zenyuan Maki's senior is clearly strong enough to become an excellent first-level magician, he is still suppressed at the fourth-level and cannot move.

Just because Senior Maki is bound by heaven and curse, he has almost no magic power, and even the spirit of the curse can't be seen without wearing special glasses. This alone makes all the efforts of Senior Maki be ignored by the Buddhist monks and cursed. Suppressed by the decadent high-level officials in the art world.

"A rotten person like you was raised by the Buddhist family... I don't want to go there." Fu Heihui said mercilessly.

Shir felt like he had been stabbed by an arrow.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The tall man tugged at his son's doughy face, squinted his eyes, "How dare you say that, brat."

"..." Fu Heihui, who struggled to distance himself, covered his pinched red cheeks, and glared at him unhappily.

"The Chanyuan House is indeed a stinky garbage dump, but ah, can it be much better if you follow me?"

He has no money (he spent a lot of money to buy magic tools and lost all his betting on horses), owes debts (leaving Hui a little for basic living expenses and borrowing money.), regardless of his family, and let his two-year-old son be self-reliant.

Even being called a bad person by his two-year-old son is enough to show how bad he is as a father, right?

Why don't you leave?

Anyway, there are garbage dumps on both sides, wouldn't it be better to choose the one that is more comfortable to stay in?

"Don't try to sell me!"

Fu Heihui glared at him, but couldn't think of anything that could threaten him after holding back for a long time, and finally said viciously: "Otherwise, mother will beat you in a dream, and..."

"I can be fine by myself, but you can't do without me, right? It will be completely hopeless, so I can't leave, and this is my home."

Although you are a bad person, you are my father after all, and you once worked really hard to become a qualified father and husband.

...not to the point of being hopeless.

Fu Heihui watched this person live relaxed and happy in a short period of time, and then fell down.

"After all, my mother asked me to take good care of you."

Fu Heihui pursed her lips, jumped off the sofa and walked in front of Shi'er, then raised her head, tiptoed, and stretched out her soft and small hand to touch the scar on the corner of Shi'er's mouth.

The bodies of Heaven and Tyrant are the strongest level of human beings, and their healing ability is amazingly powerful, leaving almost no scars. Hui, who has treated the wounds for the bastard father several times, has seen this before.

Then, the only remaining scar on Shi'er's body can only be left when his physical body has not grown to the strongest in the past.

For example during adolescence.

——In that Buddhist monastery home.

"...So no matter what happens, for the sake of my mother, I will not give up on you. Of course, I hope you can listen to people's words well, at least don't answer the phone again." Fu Heihui used her immature voice Seriously said: "I will keep an eye on you, but I am still too young and not strong enough, so you have to hold my hand well."

Zenyuan Shier looked at his son's face in a daze, the soft touch at the corner of his mouth made his mind go blank.

The bad memories of the Zenyuan family quietly dissipated, replaced by the serious expression of the blood-linked child—the eyes that almost coincided with those of Huili, looking directly at him.

Chan Yuan Shi'er's fingertips trembled.

"..."

Hui didn't need him as a father.

But he needs Hui.

This child is a gift from heaven, it is what Eri left for him... the last thing in this world that belongs to him.

"..."

Selling Hui to those rubbish from the Chanyuan family, making them distort their expressions for a short moment, and then happily possessing the spell they dreamed of, I always feel uncomfortable.

Compared to the former, it seems more interesting to hide the successors of the ten shadow spells.

Before reacting, Shi Er had already found a reason for himself in his heart.

In other words, it was a reason he instinctively came up that could convince him to change his mind.

If you sell it, you can sell it at any time, there is no rush.

But if the heirs of the ten kinds of shadow magic that the Chanyuan family has been thinking about can be made hostile to them... that would be the best scene, the best revenge.

Right?