pure love tyrant

Not too smart.

Seeing that it really hindered Gojo Satoru just now, and didn't let that hair [茈] hit Dad, Fu Heihui tactfully pleaded,

"Dad, it came with me, can you give it to me?"

Looking at the little black bird crying kelp tears with disgust, Fu Heisher threw it to Fu Heihui, "It's so stupid, the curse spirit must be brought out again."

The storage spell Ling Choubao on the man's shoulder squirmed, as if recalling the memories of being raped.

Looking at the crying little black bird, Fu Heihui felt sympathy for the little animals spontaneously,

"Okay, it's alright."

The boy's gentle touch made the little black bird a little stunned. It raised its eyes to look at Fu Heihui, and suddenly found that [] didn't seem that annoying.

"The spells of that curse spirit and that kid are both shadow spells."

Before coming here, the little black bird was hiding in the shadows, and Fu Heihui had just summoned the shikigami, and the mantra on each of them was filthy, and the six eyes could see it with just one glance.

"You, or you guys, what is your relationship with the monastery?"

Gojo Satoru was suspended in mid-air, his expression was indifferent, and half of his face was covered with dried blood scabs, which were the traces of the loser and the most transformed crown.

Fu Heisher's expression changed instantly, and with a flick of the chain in his hand, he bound the boy and the mantra,

"Now that I think about it, my son seems to be only a few years old, and he is still in kindergarten. He doesn't know anything about surgery."

He looked at Fu Heihui with cold eyes, "Your son, I'm afraid I won't recognize you."

Fu Heihui's heart beat wildly.

He was soberly aware that the difference between the man in front of him and his lazy father was too great.

Fierce aura, terrifying murderous aura.

In addition, Wutiaowu mentioned his father's Leidian Temple, and the young man understood that if he didn't answer well, he would definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Although death does not mean death, a beating is definitely indispensable.Tomorrow's exam, he didn't want to be ashamed to finish it in the school infirmary!

"It's true that you are my father, but maybe the time, no, and place are wrong. Uh...do you know the parallel world? I am your son in the parallel world."

For this sake, Fu Heihui finally realized that what happened before him did not exist in his memory at all.

Compared with the experience of 15-year-old Hui in the world next door who had no father since childhood, he has every reason to believe that the little black bird took him across time.

This little guy has a lot of secrets, suppressing his doubts, Fu Heihui continued to explain,

"It's similar to your world, but there are subtle differences in many places..."

As soon as the chains on his body were tightened, Fu Heihui saw Fu Heisher on the opposite side sneer,

"Who sent you here, the Zhipi people of the Buddhist monastery or those old men?"

Fu Heihui: ...he didn't believe it at all.

The little black bird huddled in the clothes on the boy's chest, motionless, not daring to make a sound.

In this terrible world where either being beaten by white hair or being beaten by 【】, only 【】's embrace is warm.

"Boom."

A shot of [He] attacked suddenly, interrupting Fu Heihui's explanation, and also opened the distance between him and Fu Heisher.

"That's the end of gossip. For the sake of you being a Buddhist monastery, get out of the way. I will kill this man today."

Gojo Satoru's expression was awe-inspiring, and his killing intent towards Fu Heisher gradually increased.

Fu Heisher raised the corner of his mouth and smiled violently, "It's not sure who kills who, Six Eyes."

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, Fu Heihui swallowed, and whispered to the little black bird: "Cooperate again."

The little black bird rolled its eyes. If you saved 【】, you can claim credit from 【】 when you go back. If 【】 is happy, maybe there will be rewards!

Thinking of this, the little black bird immediately stood up, "Okay!"

Using the technique of adjusting the muscles and bones learned from beating the enemy Hakka, he put his shoulders away, and the whole person slipped out of the chains at once, and fell into the quietly expanding shadow under his feet.

As soon as the chain in his hand was loosened, Fuheshier was taken aback, but immediately, the shadow under his feet expanded, and the young man got out of it, with both hands and feet together, fixed himself on Fuheshier's back, and shouted at the same time,

"go!"

The little black bird standing on the boy's shoulder activated the art.

The two of them disappeared in an instant, and Gojo Satoru's attack hit nothing.

Gojo Satoru ascended to the sky, looked around, but found no trace of them, snorted coldly, and left immediately.

In a dark alley, the two of them fell from mid-air, and just before landing, Fu Heisher grabbed the boy lying on his back like an octopus with his backhand.

"Why stop me again and again,"

"...don't fight, want peace." You can't say that after you fight, Fu Heihui in this world will lose his father, right?

Fu Heihui blinked his emerald green eyes, his expression should be as cute as possible, he couldn't see the determination and cunning of attacking the man from the shadow just now.

This look really looks a bit like "Hui"... But, he can't be "Hui".

Probably it was cultivated secretly by the Buddhist monastery, but what does it have to do with him.

"I have nothing to do with the monastery. If you follow me, I will kill you."

After leaving these words, Fu Heisher pushed the boy away, turned around and walked out of the alley.

Watching the man go away, Fu Heihui didn't chase after him.

This young version of Fuheisher brought back some memories of Fuhehui's childhood.

Not pleasant.

But he also knew that Fu Heisher, who was still a magician killer, could not trust him with a few words of his own.

The young man sighed and poked the little black bird on his shoulder, "Hey, I'm back."

"Hurrah!"

Seeing the ferocity of [ ], I was afraid that he would take the knife on me if he was not happy. The little black bird, who had been as quiet as a chicken just now, heard what Fu Heihui said, as if he had come to life, and quickly opened the conversation,

"This world is too dangerous! I don't want to stay here for a minute! Go home! I must go home!"

As he spoke, he shook his wings.

The golden light on the tip of the wing came out a little, and then went out again with a chirp.

Fu Heihui & Little Black Bird: "..."

Fu Heisher was sitting in a restaurant eating a simple beef rice bowl. Because of the man's huge appetite, this was already the second serving.

While eating, I was thinking about where to go later, and there was an extra seat beside me.

"Boss, let's have some ginger."

Turning around, it was the boy with the sea urchin head.

Really not afraid of death.

Fu Heisher, who was too lazy to pay attention, looked away and continued to eat his own.

The boy also ate very fast, he and Fu Heisher put down their chopsticks almost at the same time.

Fuheshier: "Boss, pay the bill."

The boss wearing a turban came over, first quoted a price to Fu Heisher, and when he looked at Fu Heihui, the boy very consciously approached the tall man beside him,

"My dad pays."

Fu Hesher: "?"

The boss looked at the two faces that were almost printed in the same mold, nodded, and told Fu Heisher a new price—the price with ginger added.

Fu Heisher: "...he is not my son."

Fu Heihui bowed his head in frustration: "Dad, I was wrong for making you angry, but there is no need to sever the relationship between father and son..."

Fu Hesher: "??"

The boss looked like someone who came here, shook his head and sighed: "My brat was always against me when he was a child, just discipline him well, don't starve the child. Look at you so strong, your child is so thin."

Fuhesher: "???"

Walking out of the restaurant, the tall man was still thinking.

He has always been the only one who rubs off on other people's food, why is he being taken advantage of this time.

"you--"

"For various reasons, I won't be able to go back for a while, so I can only disturb you for a few days, Mr. Fu Hei."

Fu Heihui changed her aggrieved and pitiful image in the shop, and bowed to Fu Heisher with an extremely upright attitude, and patted the little black bird nestled in her pocket by the way.

Little Black Bird: "...please."

【】It's all like this, it's better to follow suit, so as not to be beaten.

Fuhesher: "Hello——"

As if knowing what he was going to say, Fu Heihui took off a delicate gold brooch on his tie and handed it over: "It should be enough to deduct the rent and meals for these few days."

The gold brooch was as long as a man's finger, in the shape of the head of a snarling wolf, with dark emerald eyes and a lifelike mane.

Although the thing is small, it is worth a lot just by looking at the craftsmanship.

In the monastery, this is equivalent to the treatment of a son-in-law.

Fu Heisher raised the corner of his mouth and showed a sarcastic smile, "Okay. You can stay as long as you want, young master."

See what tricks you're up to.

Fu Heihui was helpless: this "dad" is so troublesome.

Also, can he just skip the exam?