From the Sunflower Fields

Chapter 868

The simple temporary small house can only be seen at a glance that it is insulated from electrical appliances, tap water and the like.Simple and with the vicissitudes of time, or rather shabby.

The sliding door of the entrance and exit is wide open, just like a tall old man sitting cross-legged in front of the pit stove inside the door.

Although he is sitting, it can be roughly estimated that his height is definitely more than 180 centimeters - he should be slightly shorter than Su Mo but much stronger. The tumbling strong muscles make people think of the undulating mountains, which belong to the Schwarzenegger-type old man.

——People look old, beating you is still like beating your son.

Su Mo looked at his weird and stubborn face and suddenly felt a little funny.

"Ahem, come in, Su Mo—I'm sorry to invite you here all of a sudden."

But the tone was unexpectedly peaceful.

"Well, it really is like what Kiyoshuin Ena said, you have graduated from the position of God of Disobedience?"

Su Mo supported the door frame and walked in without a trace, with a layer of rain curtain in between.

"What should it be called?"

"I am the man who is called Hayashi Suzaku - it doesn't matter if you call me an old man, old man, old man, as long as you don't call me grandpa, if you are called by this gauze-like name, only Kei That bastard little girl is enough."

The old man's smile matched his body, which looked very ferocious and cold. If he tattooed another hairtail on his forehead, he could go out and collect protection fees directly-this old man was born to look like a gangster.

"However, I'm quite interested in the topic of you never graduating from the gods. Is it okay as a small request from you to disturb my life without authorization?"

Su Mo simply leaned against the door frame lightly, since he wasn't afraid of getting drenched in the rain anyway.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then he grinned and showed a smile that he didn't know whether it should be crazy or joyful: "Okay, okay - in the eyes of many half-hearted people outside, gods who escape the shackles of myths are all gods who don't obey. In fact It is wrong to generalize like this: Ordinary gods only exist in myths, and gods who have escaped from myths and wandered on the earth are the so-called gods who do not obey."

Such a god will cause unprecedented disasters just by existing on the ground—in other words, as long as it does not cause disasters on the ground, can it not be regarded as a god of disobedience?
"I used to exist as a god of disobedience - wandering on the ground for more than 1000 years, no matter what, I would get tired of it, so I finally decided to live in seclusion. I used to be very violent and violent, but now I am also a certain person. age."

Well, to be reasonable, based on your old man's current physical condition, it is conservatively estimated that he can carry two machetes from Kyushu to Hokkaido without breathing.What's more, can someone get tired of the God of Dare to Rebel?Isn't this a setting? ?
"So now you just stay in this space and live in seclusion?"

Su Mo looked around, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the wooden door of the hut: "But from this point of view, you are already used to this ordinary life?"

"Hahaha, there's no way, because as long as the God of Disobedience doesn't die for some reason, he can't return to the mythology—so people like me have to sleep or sleep or live in seclusion in the netherworld."

"Well, so can you introduce this space to me in detail? I remember that after defeating Welleslana last time, I was pulled to this place for a short time by a self-talking sex loli—at least It's a similar place."

"You are so clear?"

Facing Su Mo's words, the old man showed quite astonishment: "Obviously even the godslayer would be in a trance when he was brought here by your mother Pandora, obviously you only have this kind of experience once."

"Correct one thing - that Pandora woman has nothing to do with my mother."

Su Mo raised a finger and shook it slightly: "Maybe she can indeed be counted as the mother of other godslayers—the creator, but this has nothing to do with me. Strictly speaking, I am not a so-called godslayer—— I just killed the gods."

".Strange young man."

The old man looked at Su Mo with subtle eyes—probably similar to the kind of eyes that care for the mentally retarded. The old man probably classified Su Mo as a disabled child.

"Ha, but if it wasn't for this, I probably wouldn't have invited you here—you know, this ghost world is different from the real world you live in. Here is everything that will happen from the birth of the universe and the future. The possibility of things that will happen are all recorded, and a person of suitable ability can get a partial record of those things from here--just like I can know the power of all the abilities of Welleslana you have, regardless of It doesn't matter if it's a boar, a phoenix, a white horse or a boy!"

"I don't believe that there is the ability to record what I'm going to do next."

Su Mo curled his lips in disdain.

"That's the problem—even in Nether World, there is no information about your future!"

The old man's expression finally became serious, with a stronger sense of oppression and seriousness than imagined: "To be more precise, even the information about the past of you and the girls beside you can only be traced back to You killed Veleslana in Sardinia, Italy and forced God King Mekar back here!"

"Tell me, who are you? Whether it is intuition or all the intelligence so far, there is only one thing that tells us—that is, you are dangerous."

"Ah, we are indeed dangerous in some ways-but you have to believe me, old man, I am definitely the most harmless one among the bunch of people."

Su Mo raised his head and rolled his eyes, and then uttered something that he didn't believe even himself: "Oh, by the way, there seem to be two people here, and they've been holding back their breath and staying by the side like spies since the beginning, and won't come out again I can't hold it anymore, okay?"

"...a strong man with strange behavior patterns."

It was a very hoarse voice, and the source came from a corner of the hut. It was a person wearing a black monk's robe, his dry skin clinging to his bones like a mummy, as if he couldn't see any real flesh: "But it's easy to cause people to behave like this. What a disaster, I don’t know when you will fall in disgrace?”

"You're still so rude when you speak."

The other voice was a female voice, and a peerless beauty appeared in the opposite direction from the monk. She was wearing the extremely brightly colored twelve singles worn by noble princesses in the Heian period——Su Mo vaguely remembered that Hua Piao and his wife, Ji Ji, were being killed by the monk. Yuyihu wore such clothes when he captured Nijo Castle.

The pupils of the woman are the color of clear glass, the hair is flax and the skin is smooth ivory. Her lovely beauty seems to be carved by a master.

In front of her was a water tray, full of water.

If the visitor were replaced by other people, the aura of these three people would be enough to have a great impact on it.

"Are you all residents of the Nether World?"

However, Su Mo just moved his eyes slowly between several people with interest: "I don't know if it will affect our plan-it's really interesting."

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　　Today is just one chapter. I have been dredging the river in the afternoon so that it will not rain for a few days and flood the house like last year. I am exhausted.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)