[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

The location of the Aragami Shrine is more remote than Chuya imagined.

They walked straight along the winding path by the stream, and as the surrounding grass and plants became more and more dense, Zhongyuan Zhong also found that this path that he thought led to the fairway did not bring them to the place where humans lived. Instead, it leads to an even more uninhabited forest.

And the shrine is in the deepest part of the forest.

"The location is so remote, is there really no problem for believers to visit?" Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help asking.

"Your Majesty Rageshin, please rest assured about this." Yuzao put the cypress fan close to his lips, and said slowly, "Pious people will naturally reach where their hearts are."

Nakahara Chuya: "...Oh."

Mysterious, and did not understand.

Of course, if Mr. Nakahara Chuya sets Xiao Zhuli's favorability to "friendly", he will hear a less official answer, such as——

"Faith is not in the form but in the heart, so - don't come to the shrine all day to create artificial garbage, trouble."

... What a real and unpretentious answer!

Among the many peers who break their heads for incense, it can be described as a clear stream in contemporary shrines!

Detachment, indisputability——Why didn't the Rage God himself kill you little bastards?

However, because Zhongyuan Zhongye is now on Xiao Zhuli's side, and there is still a label of "suspicious god (fake)", Xiao Zhuli has no intention of explaining kindly,

At this moment, the black-haired child was jumping up and down desperately, with his tongue in his mouth, onto Tamazamo's back.

That's right!I'm tired from walking, I'm just a weak ten-year-old kid, I want to carry it on my back!

But I don't know what's going on, every time when Xiao Zhuli is about to catch Yuzao, the big monster who leads the way seems to have eyes behind his back, and very coincidentally moves a small step to the side, making Xiao Zhuli pounce again null.

Nakahara Chuya, who witnessed Nine-Tails teasing the cub all the way: "..."

When Zhu Li failed to fly again and almost fell into the soil, Nakahara finally reached out and grabbed the black-haired child by the back collar, lifted him up, put him back,

"You... walk well."

The clear and slightly hoarse voice was in the boy's ears, and the tone and movements of the ocher-haired youth were too familiar, as if such indulgence had been repeated many times in a place that the black-haired boy didn't know.

Little Zhuli, who was standing still, felt his heart skip a beat, and raised his head to look at the red-haired young man in a daze.

Sensing the gaze, Zhong Yuan Zhong also just lowered his head when he saw Zhu Li's back stiffen, he turned his head abruptly, avoiding the gaze of the red-haired young man, and let out a super loud "hum".

Tsk, little white-eyed wolf.

The careful action was only changed to a "hum", and Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed angrily.

The man's black-gloved fingers rubbed against each other, and with difficulty resisted the urge to tear the child's fat face into a pancake.

...Forget it, what is he fussing about with a brat.

Zhong Yuan also raised his head and rolled his eyes towards the sky.

At this time, a small white hand quietly stretched out from the side, carefully grabbed the edge of Zhongya's black shawl, and pulled it.

The force was very light, like a vigilant little animal, stretching out its tentative paws towards the beast, the kind that would stop and run away if there was any sign of trouble.

Zhongyuan Zhong was also taken aback, lowered his head, moved his eyes up the little hand holding his shawl, and saw the reddish pinnae of the black-haired child.

"...Thank you." The red-faced child held his breath and whispered reluctantly.

All in all, although I am not reconciled, basic courtesy is still required!

The dark-haired kid puffed up his cheeks.

……kindness?Why no response?

After thanking, the other party fell into a longer silence.

Little Zhuli turned his face back strangely, and saw the young man with red hair clenched his fist with one hand to his mouth, as if he was holding back something, his body trembled slightly, and the curve of his lips rose suspiciously.

"Wh, why are you laughing so disgustingly all of a sudden!"

Little Zhuli withdrew her hand holding the shawl as if shocked by electricity, "Say it first! I'm not admitting what you mean, politeness, it's just pure social etiquette!"

"Well, I know, it's polite."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded in agreement, and quickly stroked a certain child's head with his big hand, "You're welcome, Zhu Li."

"!"

The sneak attack came too fast and he couldn't dodge it. The black-haired boy who had his hair plucked jumped up like a bomb, "Don't touch my head! Don't call me Zhu Li!"

"Don't laugh...hey! You've said it, don't laugh anymore!" Xiao Zhuli jumped.

One big and one small were making noise at the back, and Yuzao, who was leading the way, withdrew his observation line of sight, his golden pupils were shining brightly, and he didn't know how much he could guess from the interaction.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care about Yuzao's thoughtful eyes, he felt that he had nothing to hide, and most of his mind was on teasing, coughing, and avoiding Xiao Zhuli's attack.

Just when Xiao Zhuli was unilaterally pinching her hands, Yuzao in front stopped in front of her.

The Aragami Shrine has finally arrived.

***

Zhong Yuanzhong also remembered that Zhu Li once told him that he was raised by a group of monsters. The young man with red hair can probably guess how lively the shrine is when a group of big monster queens with strange personalities gather together.

But Zhong Yuanzhong really didn't expect it to be so... lively.

Of course, the excitement here does not mean how popular the hall of worship is.

In fact, from the outside, this shrine has obviously been quiet for quite some time.

Judging from the scale of the building, the shrine in front of us was prosperous in the past, but with the passage of time and the rise of the science side, theology has gradually faded out of the world's vision.

The torii gates in the front and middle sections of the approach have old colors, standing alone in the sun,

There were a few bold birds parked on the rope, and when they saw Zhongyuan Zhongye and his party, they didn't fly away, but chirped and whispered to each other.

The worship hall was very deserted, and no one was seen. The main hall where the gods were placed was cleaned very cleanly, and a few bouquets of flowers soaked in dew were placed under the pendant bells used to inform the gods.

With that familiar style, you can tell whose masterpiece it is at a glance.

Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at Xiao Zhuli who ran up on his own and greeted the god card with a smile like an acquaintance.

Judging from the passage along the way, this shrine is quite in line with people's impression of being vacant and defeated. Of course, this loneliness soon came to an abrupt end when they walked into the shrine office behind.

When entering the shrine office where the staff of the shrine lived, Nakahara also clearly felt that it seemed to pass through an invisible transparent film, and then the loneliness faded away, and the boiling noise rushed over.

Again, when a group of big monsters with different personalities gather together, the ensuing "lively" is definitely at the top level.

Therefore, Mr. Gravity, who was looking forward to the demeanor of the Heian-kyo monster, made Mr. see——

——"O dear friend! Come and fight, the enthusiasm in my body is already boiling like magma!"

Under the cherry blossom tree, a white-haired and golden-eyed monster is pestering another red-haired monster with a ghost gourd on his back to make a strange speech, and then he is stunned by a bowl of wine.

best friend.

The corner of Mr. Nakahara Chuya's eyes twitched at a word that could be called a shadow level, and his gaze suddenly slanted away.

...Oh, this monster is familiar to him, it is Ibaraki Doji.

Nakahara Chuya recognized at a glance that the white-haired monster was Ibaraki-douji who had been summoned by the young Shuri for a while, so the other one next to him should be Shuten-douji.

"Come on, Aladdin's magic carpet, conquering the world is just under your feet!"

The girl riding the picture scroll in mid-air just acted as a tool of a certain Diony, leading the little blue-haired girl to run around in the sky, and then failed to make a turn, bumping into the winged child who was posing on the treetop and playing the muffler .

The three monsters huddled together, fell down with a snap, and knocked the civet cat under the tree who was digging a hole to make wine.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah a treasure of the old man!" The civet cat screamed after being smashed into the wine jar.

Little Tengu: "You are so brave, Jinyu Ji, how dare you disturb our righteous practice!"

Jinyu Ji: "Hmph, pretending to be playing the flute is no sense of righteousness. Why don't you say that my master's plan to conquer the world was aborted by you!"

Huaniaojuan was at a loss what to do to persuade the fight: "Hey...don't, don't quarrel, don't quarrel."

Little Tengu: "Interesting, since you are uttering wild words, let me teach you a lesson!"

"Feather-blade-of-wind!"

"Ahhh! Old wine... wine!"

"Hahahahaha, is this your trick, puppy! Goldfish, spray water!"

Nakahara Chuya stared blankly at the chaotic courtyard, and fully understood where a certain black-haired kid learned his second-year middle school Japanese.

This is not finished.

Zhongyuan also saw that amidst the chaos, the only adult monsters who seemed to be able to manage things were sitting in a row on the wooden corridor.

Against the flying feathers and water splashes, the tea party was held peacefully and leisurely, and even Tamazamo beside him came over.

"Well, the summer garden is lush, and the tea is fragrant every day, so elegant, Your Excellency Fengshen."

"Indeed, it's a rare good weather."

"I don't know what kind of splendor the Song of Life in Itsukushima and the Dance of the Butterfly Fire in the Outlying Islands will bring together. Are you interested in playing a song together, Ah Li?"

"my pleasure."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Hello!Is it time to drink tea and enjoy the scenery, play the piano and dance with you?You should look up!The eaves above the head are about to be blown away!

"...Hey Juri, is it really okay not to stop them?"

Dodging a tornado nimbly, Zhongyuan Zhong also pressed the hat that was almost blown off his head, and turned to look at the black-haired boy beside him.

It's okay to not look at the results, but I only feel that my blood pressure has soared.

Logically speaking, Zhu Li, who was supposed to stop the farce, moved a small bench from somewhere, and sat comfortably by the door, enjoying the battle in front of him with relish.

—and holding a slice of watermelon in his hand.

A slice of melon.

"..." Nakahara Chuya, "Where did you get the melon?"

"Ghost cut uncle cut!" Shenshang Zhu Li didn't even move his eyes.

Nakahara Chuya looked to the side with a blank expression, and found that a long-haired samurai squatted beside him and Zhu Li at some point.

The long-haired samurai named Onikiri nodded at Nakahara Nakaya first, then pulled out the three knives at his waist imposingly, and with lightning speed... divided the four watermelons on the ground into ten equal parts. six slices.

"good."

Onikiri put away the knife in satisfaction, then sat on the small bench, and handed a piece of watermelon to the dazed Nakahara Nakaya,

"Do you want to eat melons, bro? I grow them at home, so they are sweet."

"..." Zhongyuan Zhong also took the melon numbly.

"Is this the newly awakened shikigami, Shuri?"

Onikiri looked at Shuri, the young man's face looked dazed and even a little cute, and he couldn't see the terrifying appearance of the ghost-slaying madblade in Heianjing at all.

The child who was addicted to the good show nodded casually, not knowing what he was talking about,

"Yes, this one is newly awakened, uh...the god of hats and hats!"

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had a melon in his mouth, also choked: "Who is the god of hats! Bastard!"

The author has something to say:

coming!I worked overtime until eleven o'clock yesterday, so I didn't have time to change it, cough (

So the Dragon Boat Festival, what-when-when-come-! (makes a sound of wanting to take a vacation

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Known clues:

Little Zhu Li's childhood daily unlock

You see,

What a peaceful and peaceful day to day

Right (Take off the melon rind on top of your head.jpg

Nakahara Chuya, Doubting Life

Can he really find a way to go back from this group of incomprehensible monsters?

The only reliable aunt

10 seconds to the battlefield

感谢在2021-06-0315:09:14~2021-06-0512:16:14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: kill 1 Taoist ancestor;

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