Crown Master

In fact, Yato is more or less familiar with the relationship, but he is not at all willing to believe in him and feels resentful to Gu Dazi.

After all, we've known each other for so long!

Believe it and you won't die?

But these complaints did not affect the friendship between him and Gu Dazi in the slightest.

No matter whether the two of them always quarrel when they meet, or they meet because of making troubles, they can't get along with each other without digging a hole. People around them will still judge that the relationship between these two people is really good when they look at them.

Friendship from the heart will never lose its color because of some superficial performances. Rather, it is because of two people with very different personalities that the way of treating friendship should be different from the public perception.

Generally speaking, for friendship in this situation, everyone will use a more understandable vocabulary to describe it, that is-harmful friends!

Although there is a big difference in age on the outside, their unusual experiences make them far more in tune with each other than most people in terms of behavior and handling. What's more, they are cheating on their fathers and sons together, and there may be a special relationship between grandma and grandson behind the scenes... um , so that's it.

Don't mention that you are my grandma (grandson), we can still play together!

Even if it is an artifact of trust and a girl he likes, Yato will never tell them about this dark history-like relationship. This is a matter of principle.

And with his age, it is very easy to tell some stories to satisfy Xueyin's curiosity. He can even pat his chest and promise that it is not a problem at all!

But the people who know him best are often not within his claim. Not far away, there is a group of chattering ladies who seem to be having a good time with them. One day and looked in this direction, confirming that Yato and Xueyin's faces are different There was no excitement, the over-worried high school girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and saw Xiaofu and Bishamonten staring at her with playful eyes.

Although Yiqi Rihe didn't know what was going on, but she was a little embarrassed by such eyes, she stammered: "What, what's wrong?"

Xiaofu narrowed his eyes mischievously, "Hoohoo! Just now, Xiao Hiyori was watching Yato, right?"

Yiqi Hiyori: "Huh?"

Bishamonten sighed: "I really don't know why a good girl like you would fall in love with that guy."

Hearing this, Xiaofu approached with a smile.

"Although that said, didn't Xiaona also look at Yato with admiration?"

Bishamonten was obviously dazed for a few seconds, but she reacted quickly and waved her hand.

"That guy is overthinking himself, and how much... I owe him a favor..."

Xiaofu was curious: "Does Xiaona like anyone?"

Bishamon looked over in bewilderment.

Blonde hair and blue eyes, skin as white as snowflakes, as delicate as petals, tall and slender, with a heroic posture unique to a warrior in his temperament, Bishamonten is almost perfect in appearance.

If you don't believe me, just look at the idiots in the tribe kneeling and licking her photos. In terms of appearance, few human women can match the unique detached temperament of a goddess.

One day and swear, people who like Bishamonten, regardless of the sky and the earth, must be as numerous as a cow's hair, but if you want to say who she actually likes...

"Where's Mr. Zhaoma?" Thinking for a while, Hiyori carefully looked at Mr. Housekeeper, who was guarding a notebook not far away, and strictly recorded every changed data.

As Bishamonten's signpost, Zhuqi, his position in Bishamonten's heart is incomparable, but if it is about feelings, she also believes that the tacit understanding between the two has already surpassed life and death.

"what the hell……"

It's easy to talk about Zhaoma, even if you don't understand the meaning of Xiaofu's question, but if it's Zhaoma... Bishamonten replied heartily: "I like it very much."

"Pfft! Cough cough cough—"

Zhao Ma, who accidentally sprayed coffee, turned his head first when everyone looked at him. He covered most of his face with his white gloved palm, and his forehead hair covered his glasses, which also blocked his expression changes.

"Zhao Ma!"

Seeing Zhaoma lost her composure, Bishamonten immediately stood up and wanted to go over to have a look, but before she could move, Zhaoma's voice sounded first.

"I'm fine, Master Bishamon, please continue to talk to Master Xiaofu and Miss Rihe, I'll just wait."

Bishamonten said worriedly: "Is there no problem? Zhaoma."

"Yes! I'm fine, Bishamon-sama."

"But you just now..."

"I'm fine, Bishamon-sama!"

Due to Zhaoma's strong request, the dull Bishamon could only sit down on the spot, with a hesitant expression.

On the contrary, Xiao Fu, who is sensitive to the smell of gossip, and Hiyori, who has already sensed the inside story, looked at each other. The former stuck out his tongue and muttered softly.

"Boys are cute with thin skins."

"Xiao Fu, stop talking."

There was no one in the coffee shop. If they were not paying attention, they would be heard by their companions. Zhao Ma's sip of coffee was not for nothing. At least it proved that they had just talked, and the volume should be kept down.

As for the possibility that he was eavesdropping, that's impossible!

Everyone trusts Mr. Zhao Ma's character very much.

"jingle--"

It is rare that this unpopular coffee shop in a busy street will have new customers come in. The wind chime on the door reminds the owner of the shop. Saiki Kusuo didn't even lift his eyes, as if he had already predicted the identity of the coming person.

Sure enough, the small but neatly dressed Fukujin Ebisu was slowly closing the door.Following him, several tall artifacts who played a protective role stood solemnly outside the store in order not to spoil the fun.

Entering the store, I saw Bishamonten, Xiaofu, Hiyori, and Ebisu politely bowing their heads and saying hello.

"Good day, I heard that the forum is up and running, so I persuaded others to come and have a look."

"Ebisu..." Bishamon was the first to stand up, nodding in greeting, and the others followed suit.

Because of the location, Ebisu didn't see Yato and the others, but the wandering god who looked like a wild cat suddenly appeared and hugged him up. The next moment, a happy voice sounded.

"Long time no see! Ebisu!"

Ebisu, who was lifted up rudely, responded meekly like a student doll in mid-air.

Yato shook him happily until he couldn't help asking him to put himself down.

Feeling the solidity of the soles of the feet touching the ground, the little Ebisu heaved a sigh of relief, and then said seriously: "Everyone has something to talk about later, Master Tsukiyomi ordered me to come here to ask about the progress of the mission, and if there is any If I have any gains, I will report them to Master Yueye Jianzun."

Among the folks, Yueyomi Ming also has honorary titles such as Yueyue Jianzun, Yueyue Zun, etc. The name of the gods shows the authority of the great gods, and symbolizes the ruler of the endless kingdom under the moonlit night.

Hearing the direct urging from Gao Tianyuan, the cheerful atmosphere froze for a moment.

Relying on being the smallest one in the audience, Ebisu calmly broke the silence.

"do not have it?"

"Uh... not without it." Yetou scratched his hair, just as Gu Dazi came back from the back door, he hurriedly pulled her over, and pushed her forward as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "Didn't it mean that there was a clue? ? Tell this little imperial envoy quickly!"

Ebisu: "?"

Gu Dazi: "?"

Bishamon Tenfue: "Ebisu came to investigate and enter the country for the task assigned by Tsukiyomi-sama. Before we wanted to create a forum, we received financial help from Ebisu, and we more or less revealed our intentions to He knew it, and it was not incomprehensible to spread it to the ears of Tsukiyomi-sama."

"So even Tsukiyomi-sama is also curious about things like the Internet?"

Gu Dazi tapped his hands, and what he said went deeper than they thought.

Sure enough, Ebisu nodded frankly.

"There is also such a part of the reason."

Gudazi: "Give him a mobile phone, won't it be over?"

Do you know how many young people who have never been exposed to the Internet quickly degenerate into nerds and bow their heads after connecting to the Internet in the village.

Horrific time-consuming inventions like mobile phones should be given to gods who have nothing to do to pass the time.

Anyway, they have endless time to waste, more squandering than humans who only have a lifespan of a few decades.

"I also have such considerations, but after all, I can't just use this reason to convince the priestess of His Majesty the Goddess." Ebisu said with a serious face, making the corners of other people's mouths twitch.

Gu Dazi seemed to be thinking, and suddenly raised a finger.

"Actually, we already have clues, and you are here. Do you want to investigate the first fragment of the underworld with us?"

"Shards?"

Ebisu didn't seem to be surprised at all, and quickly accepted Gudazi's invitation, and decided to go with them to meet the rich second generation.

"Originally, the gods have determined that Huangquan disappeared a thousand years ago, and the nearly 1000-year chaos of life and death has also left the gods in Gaotianyuan with lingering fears. If possible, after the introduction of the soul world, everyone does not want any unstable factors to appear again."

A team consisting of Gudazi, Ebisu, Yato, Yukine, and Hikari and the temporary team rushed towards a mansion in Tokyo.

The agreed date was originally two days later, but now that the oracle had been issued by Yue Duoming, Gu Dazi contacted there again, and luckily got permission from the other party to take time to meet.

Ebisu slowly told Gudazi the opinions of the residents in the sky, and also explained why there was such an oracle.

Originally, according to the content of Bishamonten's report that day, the fragments of Huangquan were originally a "small matter" with a low priority. Questioned whether Yueyueming's personality is so amiable.

However, through Ebisu's explanation, she realized thoughtfully that any incident related to Huang Quan and the Mother of Gods is not a trivial matter.

Yue Duming's attitude at the time was actually the will of the gods.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Gudazi's mentality is also Buddha.

And Ebisu also reminded Gudazi that if this matter is done well, it can be used as a certificate of honor and gain the trust of more gods, which is also good for their follow-up things.

After all, they are about to separate an unknown number of gods of curse from the 800 million gods of Gaotianyuan. This kind of behavior is quite offensive whether it is successful or not.

Some people cooperate and no one cooperates, and the results cannot be compared.

Although Ebisu had just been reborn not long ago, her analysis was well-founded, at least the group of people in the car were all convinced.

The car shuttled through the main road leading to the area where the rich lived, and spread all over the main traffic arteries of Tokyo. On the basis of the magic weapon and the traffic rules, it quickly skipped traffic lights and zebra crossings. Finally, the scenery outside the car window gradually changed from the bustling city to the city. into a secluded suburb.

There are a lot of green grass and trees, endless mountains, and artificially decorated fences and bridges in the field of vision.

Everyone quietly waited for the vehicle to pass the last section of the road, and finally the wheels stopped in front of a magnificent villa.

The gate is full of the style of European designers, and the sharp thorns and sharp corners are used to wash away the natural features that have been imprinted in everyone's vision all the way.

Gu Dazi and others got out of the car one after another, stood in front of the door, looked behind the door and could vaguely see a part of the building complex, and the faint scent of roses in the air showed that the owner of this house preferred this way.

"The Department of Traces?"

Glancing at the name plate hanging on the door, Gu Dazi seems to have the impression that he has heard this surname somewhere.

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感谢在2019-12-1818:31:36~2019-12-1923:09:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Fan Xinhan 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!