Heaven and tyrants want a home

Side branches.

The same moonlight casts hideous shadows here.

"Rantaro...my poor Rantaro..."

The cry of mourning came from the mouth of the woman half-kneeling beside the bed in the room. She stretched out her hand tremblingly and caressed the pinch mark on the neck of the only son, her eyes were full of hatred.

"Master Lan Jie!"

The woman wept and turned around, and fell down in front of the man standing by the window, begging, "Lantaro is still so young, he is as cute as a newborn chick, but he was hurt so badly by that trash, you We must avenge him..."

"He is your only only son, the glory of our offshoot...but now he is so pitifully lying on the bed..."

The woman's voice forced out from between her teeth and became sharper, "Could it be possible for a straight line to act so recklessly?!"

"Lord Lan Jie..."

"enough!"

Before the woman finished speaking, an angry reprimand came from the man's mouth.The white porcelain tea bowl in his hand seemed to be annoyed by the woman, and it was thrown heavily on the ground, making a crisp sound.

The fragment jumped up under the man's heavy force, sharply brushed the woman's fair cheek, and drew a long bloody mouth.

Soon, the blood flowed profusely, but the woman only trembled slightly for a moment, and still knelt in her original position with her head bowed and did not dodge in the slightest.

"Master Ransuke, please avenge Rantaro..."

She repeated mechanically.

Lan Jie of the Zen Academy ignored his wife who was half kneeling beside him, looked at the pale only son on the bed with a cold face, and scolded: "It's really embarrassing for my family to be hurt to such a degree by a waste without magic power!"

"It's not enough to succeed, but it's more than failure. You, a mother, should also reflect on his unbearable appearance."

Hearing this, the woman's already pale face lost all blood, and she murmured in a low voice: "But Lan Tailang is an excellent child, it's the fault of the monastery, that's a monster..."

Lan Jie from the Chanyuan frowned, and glanced at her in disgust, with gloomy eyes: "It is indeed a monster, but with Lord Zhibi as his guarantee, I can't directly take action. It depends on the owner to beat a dog."

"Is that enough? Is our Rantaro going to suffer this pain in vain?" The woman raised her head abruptly and asked unwillingly.

Lan Jie of the Zen Academy did not speak, and looked at the dark moon shadow cast on the ground outside through the hollow window, his eyes were dim.

After a while, he summoned a male servant in. It was the same male servant who had even had a dispute in Baisha Qingsong Court and the Buddhist Temple two days ago.

"Tomorrow, you go to the school. You don't need to do too much. You just need to ask Lan Tailang for leave in front of those side branches, and then at the right time, tell the location of the mantra pile."

The male servant first replied respectfully, "Yes, Lord Lan Jie", and then asked hesitantly, "It's just that, won't it cause trouble for you, my lord?"

Lan Jie of the Chanyuan gave a cold snort, stared at the side courtyard surrounded by moon shadows on the ground outside the window, and said indifferently:

"Quantity is "justice"."

"The law does not blame the public, let alone Shier is just a "trash"."

...

The next day.

Sunlight poured into the skylight and fell on the face of the sleeping man, making the gray complexion brighter.

A few minutes later, Lu Fushi Granose, who was frowning due to the excessively bright sunlight, turned over and lay slumped on the bed, barely opening her eyes.

Staring blankly at the empty bed for a while, she only felt that this sleep was the most comfortable sleep she had had since becoming a curse spirit.

It is not on the eaves where the wind and sun are blowing, nor is it on the narrow and narrow tree branches, but on a large and comfortable cool bed, and there is even a brand-name human-shaped warm bag.

She didn't know if the body temperature of children was the same as even, slightly hot but not scorching.Hugging her warmly, like a little sun that never cut off the power, it easily dispelled the cold that troubled her.

After experiencing such high-quality sleep, she couldn't bear to go back to sleep on the eaves!

Stretching out her paws and struggling to separate herself from the bed, Lu Fushi Granose slowly got off the bed, climbed up to the old place on the eaves, and rattled over her life-saving supplies.

As I said last night, she is going to stay outside the school today to serve as a part-time bodyguard for Shi Er, so she definitely can't go there empty-handed.

Although she is a relatively useless spell spirit, except for her hidden characteristics, her strength and physical strength are hot chicken, but this does not mean that she has no attack ability.

Just borrow foreign objects.

Stuffing all kinds of anti-wolf sprays, holy swords of physics, bricks, etc. hidden on the roof into a big shopping bag, and then carrying the shopping bag slung across his body, Lu Fushi Granose feels that he is completely a person now. The mobile hidden weapon arsenal is stable when encountering a situation.

Yes, a little heavy.

As for how these artifacts came from, of course they were... picked up.

For example, the holy sword of physics, which she picked up when she was watching the fight between several chefs in the kitchen; the bricks were brought along from the temporary transition of the underground garage; They came for self-defense, but they got better after a few days, so she picked them up from the trash can.

Patting the shopping bag on his body with satisfaction, Lu Fushi Granose walked out of the courtyard.

On the other side, while a certain low-level curse spirit was carrying a heavy load, the person she was talking about, the black-haired and blue-eyed Chanyuan Shier was in the school, and was severely suppressed on the ground by the guardian magician brought by the sideline. It fell scattered on the side of his face, making it hard to see his expression clearly.

A dozen or so offshoot children stood a few steps away from him, each with a look of contempt, but with a little fear, they all accused the "murderer" of hurting their little friend.

"Hey, Shier, weren't you very majestic yesterday? Why can't you do it now?"

"Exactly! Did you know that Waiter Lan hasn't been able to come to class for a long time, and it's all because of you, you mad dog!"

"If you ask me, a "dog" shouldn't come to the school to teach. If you don't have magic power, you should be a good "dog". You can't become a magician if you come to class!"

Chanyuan Shier heard the accusations beside him and wanted to laugh and refute, but the adult magician behind him pressed the back of his head firmly to the ground, unable to move an inch.

How funny, he thought.

Since he valued his "companion" so much, why didn't anyone stand up to help him when he beat servant Lan yesterday?

The boy's dark green eyes covered by black hair were calm, and he didn't take the so-called "accusation" seriously.

"Hey, who is that, where is the pile of curse spirits you just mentioned?"

At this time, an older boy in the crowd looked at the male servant who had been standing by the door, and said bluntly, "Take us there."

The male servant paused, then said hesitantly, "Young master, what do you want to do? You can't enter that place at will."

The boy proudly pointed to Shier, the Buddhist temple that was pressed to the ground, "We want to avenge servant Lan and throw him in."

Hearing this, the male servant quickly waved his hands and said, "No, young master. That's a training ground that only qualified magicians can go to..."

Seeing his refusal, the boy immediately darkened his face and threatened: "Isn't it just a training place? We can take Shier to train, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, do you know who my grandfather is?" He looked at the servant arrogantly.

His grandfather is one of the current deputy chiefs of "Bing", and he has a very high status in the side branch, which is not comparable to ordinary side branches. "If you reject me, you just wait to get out of the Zen garden."

Hearing this, the male servant nodded quickly and said, "I understand, young master, I will lead the way right now!"

Seeing this, a group of people excitedly followed, ready to let the "murderer" get a "punishment" of justice.

Behind the crowd, the Zen director Xi secretly glanced at the dark green eyes of Zenyuan Shier, and slowly retreated to the door while no one was paying attention, then turned around and ran out.

He ran all the way towards Baisha Qingsongting.

...

Lu Fushe Granose carried the "Arsenal" on her shoulders for more than half of the distance, and she was about halfway to the school, when suddenly a thin figure appeared in her field of vision, and then it got closer and closer, and ran past her in a swift motion .

?

She looked at the direction in which the child was going away, and made a question mark.

Where is this person in such a hurry going?There is nothing else in that direction except Baisha Qingsongting.

Looking at the black-haired child's hasty back somewhat inexplicably, Lu Fushi Granose couldn't help but stop.For some reason, she suddenly had the urge to turn around and go back.

Looking up to see the school in front of the roof, Lu Fushi Granose struggled for three seconds, took off the "Arsenal" on his body and threw it on the side of the road, then turned around and chased after the child in the direction of the child. past.

After 10 minutes, Zen President Xi panted and pushed open the outer door of the courtyard. He stood in the courtyard and looked around for several times, but he did not find anyone there.

But he felt that Shier's "master" must be here.

Taking a deep breath, the child raised his hand around his mouth, made a loudspeaker gesture, and shouted loudly: "Hey, is the person who raised that guy Shier here?!"

"Shier was taken to the pile of cursed spirits by them! If you don't stop it, that guy will definitely die!!"

what? !

As soon as Lu Fushe Granose arrived at the door, she heard the news that her heart stopped beating. For a moment, she forgot the setting that she could not be heard by others, and said anxiously: "Where is the pile of curse spirits you mentioned? Take me there quickly. !!"

In an instant, there seemed to be a faint cracking sound in the air, as if some kind of shackles had been broken, and the girl's voice, as clear as sugar, suddenly sounded in front of Zen President Xi, which shocked him.

"Who... who? Where are you... talking?!" the child stammered.

Lu Fushe Granose didn't have time to be shocked why his voice could be heard by him, and roared ferociously: "Stop talking nonsense, take me to find Shier!"

The headmaster of the Chancellor, Xi, reacted with an "oh", and hurriedly walked outside, turning his head while walking and asking, "It turns out that Shi Er is really raised by someone, I guessed it right!"

"Oh no, you don't seem to be human? Hey, are you a monster? Why can't I see you?"

"Don't you just show it to Shier?"

Lu Fushi Granulated Sugar: "..."

She is in a hurry to save her cub, can this child stop being so leisurely? !