When Leihu was reincarnated as Shier's daughter

Shire had been away from life in the other world.

Conjurers, spell spirits, spell implements... and the shit-like monastery home, he once left them behind, savored the ordinary and warm life of ordinary people, and searched for a way that would make him homeless. The harbor where the homeless prodigal son anchored, he looked at the faces of his wife and daughter, and occasionally such thoughts would pop up in his mind.

[Let's live like this for a lifetime, it's not bad. 】

That was before Hui was born.

The only two female relatives in the family were silently classified by Shi Er into the circle of "weak" and "in need of protection". There are curse spirits disturbing, all because of his existence.

Zao Ji, his first child, a girl with a pair of cute cat eyes who looks more like his wife.

Shir had thought that the loathsome genes in his body would be passed on to his daughter, and he was relieved.

In the early age, the curse spirit could not be seen.

She is destined not to come into contact with the world of spells. She grew up freely in this greenhouse covered with flowers, vines growing endlessly, and sunny and warm. She was watered by his wife's love. Warm and pure sunflower.

She lives in the world of ordinary people and can be happy for a lifetime.

However, early Ji must not have access to the other world.

The sunflowers grown in the care of the greenhouse are soft and easy to break, and even a slight storm can uproot her and the petals will wither.

——For seven years, this is the deep-rooted image of Shier's daughter.

The "default common sense" formed in the past seven years has become the cornerstone of Shier's cognition of the world, and it is taken for granted that it is like the eternal laws of physics in the universe.

When the cornerstone of this cognition is completely cracked and overturned in an instant, the impact is no less than Shier's personal experience of the destruction of the world.

"Dad, don't move."

Taking a long breath, exhaling in and out, the girl in front of her suddenly changed her aura.

He saw a golden arc passing by a taut line, the speed was so fast that after the electro-optic cutting and the curse spirit collapsed, the thunder sounded later, the sound waves were rolling, dull and melancholy.

Zao Ji seemed to be muttering something.

And Shier's eardrums had already been filled with thunder, slightly swollen, his expression was empty, and his brain was turned upside down, just like the tsunami doom described in ancient myths, when his thoughts burst and washed out a large blank.

One second is cut into hundreds of frames, the time stretches almost infinitely, and the playback is stuttering.

After a long time, Shi Er's eyes became focused, and he immediately looked at Ugly Treasure who was cut off on the ground and was wriggling hard to put his body back together.

He spit out a sentence: "Zao Ji, all my wealth was almost taken away by you."

Just because he protected his father from the mouth of the "ghost", Saji felt a little relieved: "...Huh?!!"

……

The situation is very complicated now.

Shi Er is worthy of being a man known as a magician killer, and his psychological quality is absolutely excellent. After reshaping his three views in a short period of time, he immediately looked at his daughter with a new look.

The two sat down on the sofa in the living room, and the atmosphere was tense.

The first thought that came to Shi Er's mind was undoubtedly that his daughter had awakened the spell.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain where the thunderous slash came from. She was still holding a kitchen knife. If it was the magic dagger he gave her, the ugly treasure would have disappeared by now.

It can be said that it is very late to start awakening the spell after the age of seven, but it is not without precedent in the magic world.

But soon, this conjecture was overturned.

I saw Shi Er lift up the ugly treasure that was assembled completely, and put it horizontally on the coffee table.

"Zao Ji, can you see it?"

Early Ji glanced blankly at the location Shier was pointing at, and shook his head.

The voice of the evil spirit did not disappear.

However, Zao Ji held the kitchen knife and was at a loss. Looking at his father, it seemed that something serious had happened.

Although the voice of the evil ghost is close at hand, the coffee table is clearly empty, Shi Er's father's hand seems to be resting on something, and under the five fingers, there is something she cannot see.

Did not attack humans.

No malice was emitted.

Then she...was she doing too much before?

The kitchen knife was placed on the coffee table, and Zao Ji's hands unconsciously twisted the corners of his clothes, feeling uneasy in his heart, secretly observing his father's expression from the corner of his eyes.

This scene fell into Shier's eyes, and her expression turned into a proof that the answer was ruled out.

Can't see the spell.

In this way, he was still not a magician in the early age.

Shi Er thought of a certain possibility, his face turned slightly cold.

The saber that Zao Ji just swung was more similar to "sword technique" than "spell power"...

It is possible to injure the curse spirit with a mortal body, but it cannot be exorcised. After ruling out all the impossibilities, the only answer is—his daughter, like him, is bound by heaven and cursed.

In exchange for mana power, a powerful and unparalleled body is exchanged.

The difference is that Shi'er's heaven and curse are more thorough, because he doesn't have the magic power at all, but can see the curse spirit.

Shir's silence was too abnormal.

Early Ji became more and more flustered, she couldn't help but began to wonder if she had done something wrong, she tugged Shi Er's sleeve, and raised her blank face: "Dad..."

At that moment, Shier thought of a lot.

Hearing the girl's soft call, his actions preceded his thinking. He subconsciously raised his right hand and touched the top of the little girl's head.

Shi Er looked at her and said quietly, "Zao Ji, what happened just now, can you explain to me?"

Zao Ji lowered her head guiltily, she knew what was due would come sooner or later.

"I'm sorry, Dad." She said in a low voice, "I kept it from you for so long..."

Shir swore he was just asking casually.

He has realized that Zao Ji may have been hiding something from him, but he was often excluded and oppressed because he was a "heterogeneous" when he was a child. Being different is the original sin, and he will cover up his own strangeness, which proves that Zao Ji is younger than him. Be smart and know how to protect yourself.

He really never expected that this sentence could lead to a magnificent epic of exterminating ghosts.

A past that has never been recorded in the literature, left no trace of historical heritage, and has long been forgotten by people today——

In the mouth of the early Ji, it was eloquent.

From the moment Yu revealed the breath of thunder in front of his father, he had foreseen it early in his life, and he might not be able to hide it from his previous life.

But she has no regrets.Given another chance, Zao Ji would still choose to do so.

She took Master's teachings to heart.

——"Remember why you swung the knife, Zaji."

——"Defend the Tao by killing, and maintain righteousness by killing ghosts. Take this knife and protect the things you love in your heart."

Swinging a knife is to protect the family.

It was so before, and it is so now.

Her heart has never been lost.

"A hundred years ago, I was the third disciple of Breath of Thunder." Zao Ji looked at Shi Er calmly, and introduced himself, "A hundred years later, I will be your daughter and Xiaohui's sister."

"My past life... Well, Dad should still have the movie tickets I gave you, right? The upcoming "Taisho Ghost Killing Record" tells about these buried pasts. If Dad is interested, just watch it. alright."

Thanks to Ubuyashiki, Zaoki, who is not so good at talking, has an excuse to get out.

Shir: "..."

He was wrong.

Ever since he left the Zenyuan home, Shi Er, who didn't care about anything, seldom had this kind of stunned and speechless situation one after another.

The conjecture of "heaven and curse" was overturned again.

She is not a delicate and soft precious plant, let alone a sunflower that cannot withstand wind, frost, rain and snow.

Gentleness is because she has gone through ups and downs, kindness is because she has witnessed disasters, and she is full of vitality because she has come from the sea of ​​dead corpses and blood.

Nirvana from the ashes, and then rebirth.

After seven years, the lens of misunderstanding and prejudice was finally taken off, and for the first time in his life, Shier saw clearly the core of his daughter.

She was countless times more beautiful than this trash who gave up his self-esteem and self-love and was thrown away as trash.

Shi Er suddenly leaned back on the sofa, let go of all the strength in his body, his head sank slightly, and a mocking laugh leaked from his lips and teeth.

"Ah."

In early Ji's straightforward narrative, he could hear that she omitted a lot of things.

If the "evil ghosts" were really as she said, then their history of struggle would never be so simple.

You can guess it with a little thought, I'm afraid that I don't know how many people died.

Oh, including her.Didn't survive either.

Such a person became his daughter?

Shi Er found it ridiculous, and a subtle feeling of being teased by fate emerged spontaneously.

Is this the god who despised him for his self-defeating and self-defeating, specially asked Zao Ji to come and mock him?

Shier's cranky thoughts didn't last long.

After his questioning of Zao Ji ended, Zao Ji tacitly agreed that it was his turn.

"I think Dad can't blame me for hiding my past life." Zao Ji poked at the curse spirit on the tea table, but she couldn't see it, so she could only judge the direction by her voice, "My dad and I should be even."

It's been so long, enough early to clarify the situation.

In this era, there are things similar to "evil ghosts", but ordinary people cannot see them.

Dad acted...as if he could "see".

In an instant, all the details that Zao Ji had neglected and missed were connected into clues, leading her to open the door to the truth.

"Dad, what exactly is your occupation?"

Zao Ji looked serious and asked, "Please tell me the truth, I'm not really a kid, Dad."

Shi Er turned his head away, he felt very troublesome.

Zao Ji had already treated him frankly, if he didn't tell the truth, I'm afraid he might not end well today.

Shi Er clicked his tongue softly: "It was my curse spirit that you almost hacked to death just now."

He had to popularize the common sense of the magic world in the early epoch, and the idea of ​​"keeping his daughter out of the magic world" once made up his mind collapsed under the bombardment of the facts like a wild horse.

Zao Ji who learned the truth: "..."

She looked at Ugly Bao stiffly.

The focal length didn't fall, she could only see her father's hands patting the void one after another.

Choubao twisted and twisted on the coffee table aggrieved, and silently stayed away from the terrible sister.

Early Ji covered his face: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

She remembered that when she was just born, she could indeed hear the voice of the evil spirit beside her father. Now, it seems that it should be the cursed ugly treasure of her father's tool.

Curse spirits, conjurers.

She chewed on the meanings of the words that were completely new to Zaoji, and looked up at Shier curiously.

"So that's why Dad refused to tell me before."

Shi Er didn't keep up with Zao Ji's thinking for a moment: "What?"

Zao Ji thought she had grasped the truth, and she said loudly, "Papa's profession is a 'little boy'! Uncle Kong Shiyu said that father is the strongest boy, but he is actually talking about his profession in the magic world?"

Early Ji stared at the stars: "Father is amazing."

Shir: "..."

"No, don't confuse me with those people." Shi'er said indifferently, "Conjurers are all rubbish, nothing compares to a pure boy."

Zao Ji was stunned: "Then, what is that conjurer?"

"You can call them," Shier thought about his usual task entrustees, and said concisely, "governors."

……

On this day, both father and daughter received a huge amount of information.

The two took off their vests for the first time and treated each other frankly.

Except for a little accident at the end, which led to a billions of deviations in Zao Ji's understanding of conjurers.

"Gold Master...Gold Master, um."

In the middle of the night, Zao Ji put the quilt over her head, half asleep and half awake, she muttered to herself.

The knowledge Shier instilled took root in her mind.

"Conjurers are all gold masters...he is Xiaobailian's favorite gold master father..."

Smacking his lips, Zao Ji fell into a sweet dream.