Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Chapter 41 What's wrong? Picking your toes is against the law!

Aha directly groped Yan, touching him curiously.

"Huh? What's going on? This can't be right!"

He had previously forced his power onto others, but this had never happened before.

Now, the power cannot be taken back.

"Hey kid, what tricks have you been up to? Give my stuff back right now, do you hear me!" Aha shouted, pointing at Yan Huan.

"Return? Return what?" Yan looked completely bewildered, shaking his black trench coat in confusion.

“I, Yan, have always been a pure and upright person, and I would never take your things.”

"Bullshit! You dare to try and double-cross me?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Yan Huan said, straightening his collar.

"But I suppose I'm already the new God of Pleasure, right?"

Aha: "..."

The God of Joy couldn't understand why his foolproof method failed to work on this guy.

Even the power he himself had buried was completely severed from its connection, vanishing without a trace.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yan Huan frowned. "Do you mean to disrespect me, the Goddess of Joy?"

"Go to hell!" Aha was furious and kicked Yan off the stage.

"This is unbelievable! How could this happen?"

He looked around, trying to find out if there were any other star gods causing trouble, but the result still disappointed him greatly.

Suddenly, he remembered Nanook's last words and looked up sharply.

"..."

Nanook once said that this kid was a risk.

I never expected it to hang like this.

"You're really fucking awesome." Aha said, emphasizing each word as he looked at Yan Huan, who was picking his toes in the audience.

At this moment, our Yan continued to pick at his feet as if nothing had happened, casually tossing off the skin that fell near March 7's mouth.

March 7: "..."

She had originally come to check on Yan Huan's condition, but clearly, she had more important things to do now.

Yan Huan sat on the ground and suddenly realized that a shadow had fallen over her.

He looked up blankly.

"What's wrong?"

……

Inside the familiar hospital ward.

A person and a dog lay side by side on two hospital beds.

Seeing that Yan had been brought in again, Peipei, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but ask with concern:

"Aww~ (Yan Huan, little brother, why are you here again?)"

The mummy was speechless. It shakily raised its hand and pointed to its two legs, which were hanging up and covered in plaster casts:

“General Pei, look, I’m here to keep you company again. These two legs are my medals for showing consideration for my sergeants.”

Peipei: "Oh~ (Yan Huan, you're so thoughtful!)"

Peipei: "Ugh~ Ugh ugh (Just tell me, who hit me this time)"

Yan Huan: "..."

The mummy tried to turn over, but then remembered that both of its legs were in casts and suspended in a sling, so it couldn't turn over at all and had to give up.

He said helplessly:

"Do you think foot skin is really that poisonous?"

Peipei: "?"

……

Footsteps could be heard outside the ward.

"He already knows he was wrong in March, so don't hold it against him," Danheng advised.

"I won't listen! How many times has this happened? First it was grape seeds, now it's foot skin, what will happen next? God knows what he'll throw at me next."

"Oh dear," Himeko reassured her, "There definitely won't be a next time, don't worry."

March stormed into the ward, with Danheng and Jizi following behind, afraid that if she got angry, the cast would have to be redone.

"Oh, you've turned into a mummy again?" March 7th said, still fuming, arms crossed.

"March, you've come! Come, come, have a seat."

Bed.

The mummy waved its arms with difficulty, beckoning to March 7th.

"Humph."

Seeing how pitiful Yan Huan was, March 7th's anger subsided considerably, and he plopped down on the edge of the bed.

But he still raised his chin and snorted:

"Let's see if you'll lose any more strange things in the future."

"Third sister, you're really wronging me," the mummy said innocently.

March 7th: "What's wrong?"

Mummy: "Actually, it's all fate. You see, I just casually tossed it aside, and you just happened to come along. Isn't that a coincidence!"

March 7: "So it's not a waste that you got that cast."

mummy:"……"

At this moment, Dan Heng also sat down on the edge of the bed and said solemnly, "Yan Huan, the Star God of Joy has already left."

The mummy nodded:

"Damn it, we finally got rid of that big Buddha."

Dan Heng: "But he said that calling him is still effective, so you can call him anytime you miss him."

mummy:"……"

To be honest, when the God of Destruction came, he had no choice but to summon the God of Pleasure so that the two could face off against each other in the middle.

As the saying goes, fight poison with poison.

But in fact, he didn't want to have any deep contact with the Star God at this stage.

Because he can't beat them.

If you can't win, it means you'll be on the defensive.

"I don't think I'll ever look for him again in my life," the mummy remarked.

Dan Heng nodded: "I also think this is the best way. If the Guardian Star God Kripper is willing to participate, it will be much safer. But if it's the Joy Star God, there are just too many uncertainties."

Himeko also sat down on the edge of the bed.

Said softly:

"Yes, trusting the God of Pleasure is an extremely dangerous thing."

The mummy was silent for a moment before speaking:

"So, it's acceptable for society for me to nervously pick my toes, right?"

"Accept my ass!" March 7th grabbed a pillow and slapped it on the mummy's face.

Himeko comforted him, saying:

"Yan Huan, promise us you won't pick your toes in public anymore, okay?"

Dan Heng echoed:

"Yes, that's not right."

The mummy frowned:

"What, did I break a law by picking my toes?"

……

Tens of days later.

As snow fell heavily, Danheng and March 7th stepped onto the boundless snowfield.

Suddenly, they realized that someone was missing.

March 7th turned around and cursed:

"Yan Huan, what are you doing? It's so cold in here, why are you taking off your shoes?"

At this moment, Yan was sitting on a rock.

His eyebrows were covered in snow, his hands trembled as he rested on his ankles, holding nail clippers and frowning as he said:

"You guys go ahead, can't I even trim my toenails? You're not allowed to pick your toes on the space station or on the train, and now we're on a strange planet, so it shouldn't be a problem for me to trim my toenails, right?"

"..." Dan Heng and March 7th were speechless for a moment.

Because Yan was strictly forbidden from picking his feet, he hadn't touched them since leaving the ward.

He was so frustrated.