Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

Mitsujin Yato, with a four-figure age, was born in the same era as Boss Boss Wuyou, and has run away from home so far.

Time is a pig-killing knife, which can turn a cold ice sculpture into a sand sculpture and a funny boy, from a Xeon Valkyrie who specializes in killing gods, beheading people and eliminating demons to a cheap labor force who can do everything for five yuan and make capitalists ecstatic. No one knows what has happened over the past few hundred years, and no one dares to ask.

——However, it has to wait until the modern society to fully evolve into Doubi. After nearly a hundred years, the Yato God in the Taisho era should still be in the metamorphosis period, that is, the intermediate process from ice sculpture to sand sculpture.

The letter paper called God, and it was coming up. However, Ayin watched the two unconscionable patriarchs write the names of their colleagues on the letter paper, and saw a strong dog smell from their graceful waving movements.

"Kamo Kenhei" - the daimyo of the current Kamo Patriarch.

If Zenyuan and Wutiao are friends who often cheat each other to show their friendship, then the two of them and the Patriarch Kamo just look at each other and hate each other, and they wish they could never see each other. .

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the path is sparse and the shadows are sparse, and the silver light scattered all over the ground is filled in the pupils of one person.

Leaping down in the air, clogs hit the ground, feathers fluttering, wearing a jacket, the plain dark color seems to be hidden in the night, but his dark blue hair is lit up with a little spark, and the short blue hair is tied into a small braid , no matter how you look at it, it looks like a fifteen or six-year-old boy.

Yeto took a step forward, turned his eyes from the crowd, and asked aloud: "Call me out, is there any commission? Your letterhead... Let me see."

He took out the letter paper in Zenyuan's hand, held his chin deeply, and turned to look at the letter paper of Wutiao, and found that it was the exact same name.

So Yato revealed the same confusion as Ayin: "How did this Kamo offend you?"

Yetou glanced at them sideways, and muttered, "Well, even though I'm a god of misfortune, and I do murder, I also have principles. I don't kill innocent people. If you have purely personal grievances, then Never mind……"

"No, no, no, no!" The misunderstanding has become huge, and this blame can't really be left to others!

A Yin hurried forward, waving his arms desperately to attract Yato's attention: "I'm sorry, we didn't come here to make a commission, and we didn't plan to kill anyone. We just wanted to find out something."

A Yin covered the mouths of the two Patriarchs, and continued to chat bravely.

"About half a year ago, in a village in Heichuan Township, a couple who kidnapped and trafficked children died. I want to know who the murderer is?"

Yato recalled it for a while, and then said straightforwardly: "Oh, I killed it. Are there any other questions?"

A Yin: ...

good.Solve the case at the speed of light.

Perhaps Ayin's choking expression was too intoxicating, and Yedou reluctantly added a few words.

"Don't look at me like that. I was also a serious god who received prayers, and during that period, far more than one person prayed to me, but they all had the same content. The couple's sins are unforgivable. Go to hell."

Killing that kind of scum does not violate Yato's principles, so he has no burden to kill.

The monastery moved A Yin's hand away, and took over the conversation: "It is enough to know these things, and I will trouble you."

This wave seems to have gotten nothing, but it is not a loss to get information about the gods, and it is enough to go back and do business.

Yato nodded, and said, "Then do you have anything else to do? If not, I'll..."

"and many more!"

"The commission of killing ghosts——" Ayin suddenly raised her voice, she took a step forward, and when Yeto looked back, the volume weakened again, "Will you take it?"

The cloud is tilted to the west, and the moon is dew.The moonlight is in full bloom, and it is full of light in the secluded forest.

Only then did Yedou stare at A Yin carefully for a moment, and suddenly realized: "I said why is there something wrong, so you are not human!"

Ayin: "...Thank you, we are with each other."

"Ye Dou Shen, since all the work of eliminating demons is done, it is natural to kill ghosts, right?" A Yin tried her best to unite all the forces that can be united, and strengthen the united front against Wu Mi, so much so that her voice contained a bit of urgency .

Yetou stared at her, holding back a sentence for a while: "Are you going to kill yourself?" Aren't you a ghost? ?

"I mean the boss of the ghost! That one, the one who can't even say his name!" Ah Yin danced, it was him, you?know?who of the ghost world!

Yetou understood, he half turned around, opened his palms, and compared them with the number "five".

Five eyes narrowed: "How much?"

At this time, he has already calculated the Wutiao family's industrial site in his heart, and the net income level of one year's operation.

Zenyuan Hui began to do mental calculations on the accounts. This year's business income is sluggish. Excluding taxes and fees, the Zenyuan family can probably produce a few digits.

"Five yuan." The word is correct and the words are clear!

A Yin showed such a gratified smile as expected.

Dazheng is five yuan, and it is still five yuan in modern times. No matter how financial turmoil and inflation are, it will always be the five yuan of incense money, which will move the conscience of the world.

The two wealthy patriarchs: ...

They showed "you are so cheap" eyes.

Five yuan, rounded up, Yatoshen, you are free.

Yato shook his hand with a "humph", signaling to pay first and then do the work, but he didn't know that his asking price caused the opposite person to fall into a new problem.

Wutiao approached the Chanyuan's ear: "Your Excellency, Chanyuan, do you have five yuan with you?"

The Chanyuan shook its head and responded in a low voice: "How is it possible? You don't mind taking up space with that kind of clutter?"

So cheap, so cheap.The denomination of the coins they brought is too large to be found. What should I do?

In the end, Ye Fighting held a bank note in his hand and fell silent.

"..."

Ayin glanced at it quietly, then took a breath.

This is a private job that started in a century, right? !

Ayin fumbled around, finally took out a coin, stuffed it into Yato's palm, and exchanged it for a silver ticket.Indirectly saved the future of Ye Fighting God's century-old hard labor.

"This is my personal entrustment, those two people don't need to care about it." Ayin smiled and closed Yato's palm.

Yedou also seemed to be relieved quietly. He tossed the coin and nodded to Ayin coolly: "Understood, I have received your wish."

"You are a destined person."

.........

After bidding farewell to Ye Fighting God, Ayin turned around and looked at the two young Patriarchs.

"Now that the case has been resolved." She said after deliberation, "Then, shall we go on our way?"

A Yin has not forgotten her destination, she is going to the pick-up base of the ghost killing team, but she is delayed because of these two things, but fortunately, it is only less than three days, and there is still time for the journey with the magic spirit Xiaobao.

Gojo happily replied: "Okay, then let's go southeast first. The base is in the Kanto area, so don't worry, we can take a rest on the road and train Ayin by the way~"

A Yin was alert: "What do you want to do?"

"Ayin's mantra skills, it's a waste if he doesn't cultivate them well. Are you right, Your Excellency of the Chanyuan?" The five folding fans were half closed and pressed against the lower lip, with an unpredictable smile.

The Chanyuan followed his gaze and looked at A Yin, and smiled slightly: "Yes."

A Yin took two steps back: "I suddenly felt that it would be better for me to act separately from you..."

"Hey, don't run away."

Ayin's back collar was grabbed by a hand, like a cat being grabbed by the back of its neck, its hair was all over, and it dared not move.

Especially when Wutiao got so close, her breath sprayed into her ears: "We won't harm you."

A Yin's goosebumps trembled all over the floor.

The Chanyuan chuckled, and he turned Ayin in the other direction, helped her hold the umbrella handle steady, and took her away with Wutiao one left and one right.

He still had time to comfort A Yin and said, "Don't be so nervous, doesn't A Yin want to become stronger?"

The temple has gentle eyebrows, a smile on the corner of its lips, and the words it confides are even more gentle to the extreme.

"We're not devils."

Ayin: ...Help! ! !