How to be a mother to Shanyi

Facts have proved that he is really unlucky today.

With his screaming good-for-nothing son on his back, he ran wildly on the rooftops in the middle of the night in Tottori Prefecture. The breath of thunder was originally used to quickly decapitate evil spirits, but at this moment it was regarded as The escape accelerator, around the figure that has already run away from the afterimage, blue arcs flicker happily.

The scorching exhalation escaped from the corner of the mouth, and then the cold air was sucked into the lung cavity again. Only in this situation can the non-stop thunder breathing be able to stabilize the undiminished running speed, right?

——Tangtang’s ghost-killing breathing method is used to escape. Fortunately, no one knows about it except the trash son (God is not a person), otherwise it would be a shame.

Yan Yue said in his heart.

The reason for this situation is actually very simple, just because there is a monster that looks like a mutated giant sunfish swimming in the air behind them. , even reflecting the colorful and highly poisonous luster, it is clearly fish-like physical characteristics, but it also has a sharp and thick terrifying mouthpart, which is enough to imagine that if they run slower and are caught up, this sharp mouthpart The weapon will pierce the prey in half, and directly string it into a Leihu candied haws.

"Woohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Why did I see a flying fish that looks like a devil?!!"

The good-for-nothing son on his shoulders was still squeaking and crying, and tears were falling down, and Yue Yue felt that a piece of fabric on his back had been wet from his crying, but he had obviously lost so much water, and the good-for-nothing son was still very energetic , and now he doesn't want to admit that he really ran into a monster, yelling angrily that he must be dreaming.

So Huang Yue held this posture, raised his hand expressionlessly, pinched a small piece of meat behind the waste son's thigh, and twisted it horizontally with all his strength in a gesture that all mothers know nothing about, and then coldly He said, "Does it hurt?"

The useless son on his shoulder immediately yelled out: "It hurts to death!!! Brother, what are you doing? Why do you pinch me for no reason?!"

"Pain is not a dream, trash."

"..."

My wife Shanyi, who was in tears, was choked for a moment, and didn't know what to say for a while, but Fu Jinshen, who was running with the two brothers and sisters, couldn't hold back, and laughed "puchi" One sound.

"Are you too embarrassed to laugh?"

Hearing this voice, Huang Yue couldn't hold back any longer, the veins on his forehead stretched, his back molars were sharpened twice, his blue-green eyes were burning in the night, like two phosphorous fires glowing in the darkness, The eyes that wanted to kill were thrown over with a cold swish:

"Master God (emphasis), that thing is only chasing after yourself, why do you keep running with us?"

— Don’t you know that you are not popular yourself?Stay away from him and his useless son! ! !

If the monster wants to chase, it must be chasing the god that smells sweeter. At this time, the sense of existence of mere human beings is equivalent to the ginger in a dish. The monster doesn't even bother to look at it. At best, it was breaded ginger and fried ginger—in short, it was ginger, but as long as this misfortune god followed behind them, it was impossible for this monster to regard their senior brothers as targets.

"Hey, that's not it. I want to ask if I can discuss it. Brother, think about me. Although I am still the last god, sooner or later I will become the king of gods in Gao Tianyuan who is looked up to by 800 million gods. Yes! Even if it’s short-term, it’s fine. If you want to change jobs, you’ll definitely get rid of your name, as long as you have an emergency for a while, it’s not too demanding.”

Speaking of this, Fujin God with a short braid muttered again: "There are not many souls who can be named now, and the efficiency of recruiting people in hell is too fast to catch up at all. If you can't find the pattern of appearance and disappearance, you must try it if you can see the unowned artifact..."

"What if I don't think about it?"

Yan Yue asked back with a cold face.

"Uh……"

Probably because the God of Misfortune didn't expect to be rejected so simply, he obviously got stuck for a moment, and then twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a self-confessed unlucky expression of "it's like this again", and replied:

"Then ask again, can I borrow your knife..."

The guy holding an old kettle in his arms sighed: "The knife I used before has been broken, and now the knife is so expensive that I can't afford it at all, so I want to ask you to borrow it. I still have a shrine here." It’s no problem to deal with this kind of water.”

"This kind of thing"—refers to the strange sunfish monster chasing after him, right?

Yan Yue glanced at him secretly.

Even among youkai, this level is not enough to be despised as "this kind of thing". Although it can't be compared with those spirit monsters that have become spirits, but it can wreak havoc near Tenjin's shrine. Threatening—this kind of youkai is called "this kind of thing" indifferently... What is the strength of this disaster god?

Moreover, being able to confidently say that he can kill monsters with just an ordinary sword drenched in the clean water of the shrine... Is this really the strength that Futsu God should have?

"Borrowing a knife? If you can get rid of this monster, it's okay to borrow anything!!! In short, save your life!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa then! I really do not eat! Senior brother, chase this monster quickly Come up—”

My wife Shanyi, who was still held on her shoulders, let out a dirty scream that hurt people's eardrums again, because as soon as he raised his head, the hideous mouthparts of the huge sunfish monster had already approached him, but Senior Brother Fan Yue If he ran a little slower, he might have been directly accounted for here.

Because the scene of the sharp mouthparts sticking to the face was too scary, or maybe everything that happened tonight has exceeded my wife Shanyi's tolerance in a waking state, so he just blurted out this frightened scream, and in the next second It stopped abruptly, the terrified eyes rolled back, and the blond head, which was blown messily by the wind, "slapped" and buried it again on the shoulder of the blue-and-purple patterned haori.

Yan Yue: "..."

——It’s really useless, this trash son fainted from fright.

The expression on Huang Yue's face seemed to have seen through the prosperity of the world, indifferent and speechless, he even twitched the corner of his mouth in distaste and tiredness, and glanced at the God of Disaster following him from the corner of his eye, and didn't care what this guy's mouth looked like. He kept saying something like a machine gun was loaded, and said bluntly:

"Why did I lend you the knife? Can you lend me the water from the shrine?"

— Lending the sword to the God of Futsu?Although he doesn't know much about the other side's common sense, it's not that he is unprepared for this. You must know that the God of Misfortune can't kill people with magical weapons. Whenever he touches a sharp weapon that can take people's lives, his eyes may turn red instantly, and he will be caught. Dominated by his innate instinct, he does not hesitate to attack the living first—even if he is allowed to do it himself, he cannot lend the knife to the god of disaster.

"……Are you sure?"

The God of Fujin with short braids showed a surprised expression: "Even if it is a god, it is very difficult to kill monsters with ordinary iron. I haven't seen any magic weapon that can do this kind of thing so far. It is easier for you to kill me like this." Will the poured water be wasted?"

Artifacts capable of independent combat are very rare, the idiot Bishamonten's lion may be counted as one, and the plum rain fairy under the god's hands may be counted as one (even the rainy season is not an artifact), other than that, Yato really hasn't seen it But is there any artifact that can be so powerful, killing monsters that even some gods can't deal with... Does such an excellent and capable artifact really exist?

"Ah."

Facing the doubt of the God of Misfortune, Yan Yue sneered unceremoniously, and then maintained the posture of carrying the useless son on his shoulder with one hand, and flicked off the scabbard of the Sun Wheel Knife with his thumb with the other hand , clenched the handle of the knife, and swung it backwards without hesitation:

"Fifth Type: Heat World Thunder."

A flash of blue-purple lightning flashed out of the scorching air, and the sound of "cracking" arcs could be heard endlessly. The air was scorched and decomposed, spreading a scalding heat, and even the tip of the nose could smell the burnt smell, just like the night Thunder fell, and with a "bang", it struck towards the strange-looking monster.

Although it didn't cause any harm to the monster because of attribute restraint, it also proved the strength directly and crudely. Yatou has always been a disaster god who knows the times. Seeing this situation, he immediately offered the water bottle with both hands : "Please."

Yan Yue unceremoniously threw his Sun Wheel Saber across in front of him, and ordered confidently, "Pour it on my saber."

"Okay, little one, here we go—"

Yatou immediately unscrewed the lid of the kettle skillfully, leaned over with extra dog legs, without wasting a single drop, and poured the clean water in the kettle onto the blades of the overlapping two-ring knives—wait, Two strikes?

Suddenly pressed and folded the knife on his own knife, even Yan Yue didn't react for a while, he watched the clear liquid flow over the two vibrations of the sun wheel knife, and then slowly moved along the slanted knife tip. Dropping——Yue raised his head subconsciously, and looked at Fujinshen with the same blank face, and was stunned at the same time, then turned his head with the same expression, and looked at the other master who was shaking the sword in surprise.

My wife Shanyi, who was supposed to be stunned, was still lying on the shoulders of his senior brother, but it was different from being simply "carried" before. He didn't know when he had slightly propped up his upper body, holding himself firmly in his hands. His eyes were closed, his expression was calm, and he couldn't tell whether he was awake or asleep. He just ignored the eyes of the two of them and moved his own knife side over, rubbing the side of the knife unceremoniously. clean water.

Yan Yue subconsciously said, "Hey, Shanyi, you—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of inhaling in his ear, the slightly cool air was sucked away with a large amount of oxygen, and then the white mist that "sizzled" overflowed from the corner of his mouth , The useless son still has his eyes closed, but his temperament seems to have changed. He is so fierce that it cannot be described.

"Thunder's Breath · One Shape · Thunderbolt Flash."

The voice that was always screaming and crying calmed down. With the vibration from the lung cavity, it spread along the contact of the limbs and shook the heart of Huang Yue. He almost stared at the trash son in a daze. As if he had changed into a living person, and as if he had been taken away by someone, his whole temperament changed, and immediately after, a golden lightning shot out in front of his eyes.

Then, in the next second, the curious-looking sunfish monster was neatly sliced ​​open from the middle, split from head to tail, the section was smooth and smooth, and finally disappeared slowly, dissipating in the air without a trace no trace.

"...You are to blame for being robbed."

Yato said in a low voice:

"I said, your junior brother looks very powerful. It's been a long time since I last saw a human being who can kill monsters. I heard that it was a swordsman from this bank who specializes in killing a kind of organization called 'ghosts'... I forgot what it was called."

"It's the Ghost Killing Squad."

Yan Yue replied in a low voice.

"Oh, yes, that's the name."

Yato nodded immediately, "The people in this organization are very powerful. They are obviously human, but they are very powerful. It's just a pity that this group of people can't become a magic weapon at all. There was a swordsman with a sun wheel in the past. He When he died, many gods secretly guarded him, but his soul did not stay at all, and went directly to the other shore..."

Yan Yue didn't hear what he said after that, he didn't pay attention to the God of Misfortune who was muttering something next to him, and he didn't even pay attention to the other party who said goodbye to him at the end, but just looked at him not far away in a strange mood. The blond-haired junior still maintained the leaning posture of Thunderbolt, but he couldn't tell what expression he had on his face.

He obviously only learned the first form of Breath of Thunder, always likes to cry, and should be inferior to his good-for-nothing son in every respect... Is he so powerful?

……

It was probably after the monsters were dealt with that he woke up suddenly. My wife Shan Yi, who was in the posture of flashing the knife in a flash of a thunderbolt, suddenly trembled all over. It was probably because the snot bubbles from sleeping burst with a "pop", and the whole person seemed to have suddenly emerged from a nightmare. As if waking up, he bounced up violently, and looked left and right with horror on his face:

"Monster! Don't eat me, you monster! I'm not good to eat, senior brother, save me—hey? Hey?"

My wife Shanyi turned her head and looked around at the empty surroundings except for her senior brother, stroked her little heart and let out a sigh of relief.

"Ah...it really is a nightmare, I said, how can there be monsters in this world."

"..."

For a moment, the expression on Yan Yue's face was particularly distorted, probably "this trash is so powerful but still pretends to be weak" and "Baby Shanyi, you are the pride of mother", and "Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?" You killed it, bastard"...wait for the combination of micro-expressions.