Playing deaf and dumb in the hunter world

Kuroro, uh no, it should be called Master One-Browed Master now—Master One-Browed Master spread a piece of cloth on the sidewalk by the street, put a piece of cardboard on it, wrote the word "fortune-telling" on it, and then lifted his monk's robe and crossed his legs gracefully sit down.

On the shiny forehead, the black reverse cross is firmly pasted by the flesh-colored Band-Aid. From a distance, I thought it was a three-eyed boy who had grown up... (Broken Moon: Don't beat the author!) Well, let's do it all over again ——Master One Eyebrow lowered his eyelids slightly, meditating silently, looking from a distance, his kindly eyebrows and kind eyes were like the reincarnation of a golden cicada boy, radiating Buddha's light.For a while, the aunts, aunts, boys, girls, and wretched uncles passing by were all amorous and heart-beating, and soon attracted a large number of onlookers who came to fortune-telling.Then, because of his magical fortune-telling method of prophecy poems, he was quickly identified by a certain aunt: "Are you the one-eyed master!? It's really you!!" Then, the crowd who didn't know the truth Several layers were added in an instant.

As early as three months before arriving in Saba City, Kuroro started a fortune-telling business by setting up a street stall, and quickly gained popularity due to his unique appearance, powerful aura, accurate predictions, and cheap services. The praise from consumers has strongly squeezed into the world prediction market.

Kuroro smiled and faced every customer who threw coins into tin cans, patiently asked their names and blood types, then held a book in one hand and a pink automatic pen with a strawberry pattern in the other, and quickly started The ability to read.

Yes, the chains that bound Kuroro's heart had already disappeared.

Back in time to four years ago, in the open space in the center of the dark forest, Yiyue, the nemesis teacher invited by Hisoka, lit a bonfire and waved a branch with the power of forest elves at Kuroro... Then, a huge A black shadow descended from the void, and it was a mind beast corresponding to the mind power in Kuroro's heart.The Nian Beast was floating in the air, and he refused to approach Kuroro for a long time. After a while, the face of the Nian Master began to turn pale, and he tremblingly cut his own wrist to sacrifice blood.

It seems that the summoned Nian Beast is a higher level thing than the forest elves... Kuroro narrowed his eyes, it is really beautiful... The Nian Beast's figure is so powerful, distorted and beautiful - if there is no If I remember correctly, these are the three terrifying Nemesis sisters in ancient mythology... Kuroro looked at the creepy dark power with admiration. Is this the hatred of the red-eyed boy...?

A large amount of blood flowed down the branches into the burning bonfire. The three Furies turned their empty eyeballs and stared at Kuroro. Sitting powerlessly on the ground, cold sweat covered her frightened and painful face... Finally, the goddess of revenge moved, her robe as deep as the dark night fluttered, and she roared silently and rushed towards his heart...

That icy chain was broken...

At the same time, the Nian ability created by the powerful hatred also devoured the life of the Nian Master, and the guy's soul wailed and turned into flying smoke together with the chains that bound him.

It's a pity... Originally, I wanted to add a nemesis to the brigade... Kuroro thought coldly... Well, at least I got rid of that annoying chain...

Stepping over the blood-drained body of the nemesis master, Kuroro stepped forward to leave, while Hisoka was still waiting outside the dark forest... The nemesis in the image of the three goddesses of revenge floated behind him step by step.

Suddenly, the skin on the back of Kuroro's head was in severe pain as if being burned by a raging fire.

The golden light emanates from the dark and strange patterns, the gloomy air around becomes serene and warm, and there seems to be a mysterious Sanskrit singing in the ear... Another shadow emerges from the bonfire—Krollo opened his eyes in surprise. Eyes widened—is that...?

On the edge of the dark forest, Hisoka, who had been waiting for three days and three nights, had just killed a large group of death-seeking demon wolves, and was slowly washing away the blood on his body with the river water.Hearing the footsteps behind him, the perverted magician raised the corners of his mouth happily: "Hmm~~~ You kept me waiting for a long time~~~ Kurolo~~~ For this moment... I'm already excited...( ⊙_⊙)?!"

Hisoka, who turned his head, swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly in surprise, and the hot and hard thing between his legs quickly softened (hey, hey)...

Hisoka O__O"... stretched out his finger and pointed weakly at the huge golden monster behind Kuroro: "I said... what is that? "

Kuroro smiled with the light of the Buddha: "Ah...Namo Guanshiyin Bodhisattva."

Hisoka o(╯□╰)o: "..."

Hisoka fought extremely depressed with Kuroro, who was wearing a huge golden third party, and finally stopped in boredom: "Stop fighting, it's not fun anymore~~~(╯3╰)"

Kuroro stopped his defensive posture, touched the three broken ribs calmly, and said with a smile, "Okay."

"Humph~~~~~!!" Hisoka bit the handkerchief with a face full of steamed buns and complained angrily, "Kurolo, you've changed, you're not like this~~~~Why don't you want to kill me~ ~~? So what about those insidious tricks, those exciting and breathless mind abilities that are pressing every step of the way? What about those unexpected sudden attacks and powerful murderous aura?!(╰_╯)#”

Kuroro just looked at Hisoka with a smile, and the golden Bodhisattva statue behind him was solemn.

Hisoka completely ignored the distorted and out-of-shape arms, twisted his waist and stomped his feet: "I hate~~~!! This look is not fun at all~~!!"

Kuroro looked up at the starry sky, stepped forward and turned around: "I'm really sorry."

Hisoka: "Where are you going?"

Kuroro said without turning his head, "East, I'm going on a pilgrimage."

The gigantic golden Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva followed with a benevolent smile.

Hisoka: "...I just said that sooner or later, people with traits will become leaders of cults, and their brains will be ruined by inexplicable gods~~~╮(╯_╰)╭"

Well, when we played the memory screen, Master One Eyebrow had dedicatedly completed all the fortune-telling tasks, packed up and prepared to pack up.

A four or five-year-old girl pulled the sleeve of his monk's robe, and a few steel coins fell into his tin can with crisp echoes.

Little girl: "I want to tell my fortune too."

The One-Browed Master was innocent: "Okay, tell me your name and blood type."

Little girl: "My name is Xiaoai Fulishi, and my blood type is O."

Master One-Browed stopped taking the pen from the package.

Little girl: "Don't you use that fat thing with little wings?"

Master Dumei froze for a moment, then lowered his head and smiled softly: "No, I can tell your fortune without that~~!"

The little girl opened her dark eyes curiously.

Master Dumei stroked the little girl's tender black hair: "You will become a great person...Come on, kid."

Little girl: "Are you leaving?"

Master One-Browed picked up his bag: "Ah, I'm leaving."

Little girl: "Where are you going?"

Master One Eyebrow: "I want to go back to my hometown."

Little girl: "Are you going home?"

Master Dumei smiled and nodded: "Yes, I'm going home."

Master Dumei bent down and picked up the tin can full of coins: "Thank you for the travel expenses you sponsored, I'm leaving."

Little girl: "Will you come back?"

Master Dumei looked at the sunset in the distance: "If there is a destiny, we will meet again."

Master One Eyebrow walked westward with strides, and the tin cans filled with coins made a slight rattling sound.

The little girl waved seriously: "Goodbye~~!"

Master One-Browed gracefully raised his hand and waved it, leaving behind an extremely melancholy and evocative back, disappearing into the beautiful sunset...

The little girl bowed her head and said to herself: "I'm going home too. I've been away from home for too long this time. Brother Zhixi will be angry...? Oh! Oops! I just spent all the last steel coins on me... ... What should I do if it is swollen... It seems... that I won't be able to go home...?"

NC Small Theater:

Xiaoxin: Hello?Is it Ji Hee?Ah...don't worry, just now Xiao Ai called from the internal number of the hunter's headquarters, and she said that she was at the Doumian Man.Yes, you don't have to look for her all over the street anymore. ... Oh, you just love to worry too much. I said earlier that the child will be fine. ...Okay...I won't say any more, go and pick her up quickly.Remember to thank Mr. Dou Mian Ren.Eh... well, that's it.

Yun Gu: Xiao Xin, you can't indulge Xiao Ai like this anymore.

Xiaoxin: This is the family tradition of Fulishi's family... I can't help it...

Yun Gu: I don't remember Xiaojie ever being like this...?

Xiaoxin: This is atavistic inheritance.

Yun Gu: ...Aren't you not related to Jin by blood?

Xiaoxin: Just kidding...how about...let's have another one...one who is as obedient as you...

Yun Gu blushed: Cough cough... it's still daytime...

Xiaoxin: ...Come on~~

Yun Gu: Uh... wait, wait... um...

Xiao Ai ╮(╯_╰)╭: It’s because my parents are so loving that I always want to run away from home... Xiaoyou, why hasn’t brother Zhixi come to pick him up yet...

The bean noodle man smiled: Do you want milk?

Xiao Ai happily nodded vigorously: Yes~~~!