It was a very funny scene.

Cut Long Grain sat cross-legged on the long corridor with stiff limbs. Not far away, a little guy with a white bedsheet was stumbling among the flowers. Occasionally, he would squat down to pick a wild flower and carefully hold it in his arms. Then, he ran to Cut Long Grain and handed the flower to Cut Long Grain.

If Hasegawa refused or wanted to stand up, he would lower his head in disappointment. If Hasegawa accepted it, his eyes would light up, and his morale would be greatly boosted, and he would go and pick one of the flowers.

Fu Mourning God, who were attracted by this scene, hid in the corner of the house, including Kuritaka's family.

"Why would Master give Cut Long Grain flowers?

It's so nice. I want to have a flower too! "

Shiro Tatō pulled her little skirt unwillingly. "I'm so cute, but Master doesn't even look at me!"

"This has nothing to do with being cute or not, right?"

Bodo's eyelids drooped as he forced himself to look angry. "How is squashing Hasegawa cute?

His eyes are super — ferocious! "

Pharmaceutical Research's eyes twitched. He resisted the urge to scold his brother.

Five Tigers Retreat hugged the little tiger and retorted weakly, "Please, please don't say that to Mr. Hasebe!

He's also This Pill's partner … "

Seeing that his brothers were all here, Ichiijin breathed a sigh of relief. He put away his katana and asked Pharmaceutical Research, "So, what happened over there?"

Ichiijin hurriedly greeted his brother and then turned to look at God's Inquisitor. Only Pharmaceutical Research pushed his glasses and answered his brother's question seriously, "I don't know. Mr. Tsuru Maru asked everyone to come and take a look. That's why we're here …"

"Mr. He, do you know anything?" Candlestick Cutting asked Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was squatting on the side and gnawing on an immortal shell.

Tsuru Maru chewed on the shell and waved his hand absent-mindedly. "… It's just a coincidence. I originally wanted to come here to catch … ahem, anyway, when I got here, it was already like this. Hasebe must be very confused now, right?

You could tell just by looking at his expression!

You must have received quite a shock … I also wanted to ask you, why did Milord dress up like that? "He pointed at Ryūsei, who was among the flowers.

The white bedsheet covered his head, and because the bedsheet was too long, a large section of it was dragged on the ground. It dragged back and forth with his footsteps, making it dirty.

In the eyes of the God of Death Fu and the other Gods of Death Fu, she looked a little familiar. She looked like a mini Mountain Lady, Qie Guoguang.

It was a pity that This Pill didn't have a vibrating knife, otherwise, the visual effect of the two people standing together would be very interesting.

Candlestick Cutting smiled a little awkwardly.

He couldn't say that it was because he cut Milord's hair without permission, so Milord used the bedsheet to cover himself, right?

San Riyue held his teacup and took a sip. He was in a good mood. "Isn't this good?

Although he used the bedsheet to cover himself, at least he was willing to go out.

And Hasebe was able to get close to Milord in such a short time, there must be a reason. If we can find out the reason … "

Fox's Assistance suddenly jumped out from the bushes nearby and shook its body to get rid of the weeds stuck to it. "It's so strange!"

It paced back and forth with a puzzled look. "I just went downstairs to drink a glass of water, and Milord stuck to Hasebe!

When I asked Hasebe, Hasebe said he didn't know. When I asked Milord, he pointed at Hasebe and laughed foolishly. I've never seen him so happy before! "

Although he still didn't dare to have any physical contact with Hasebe, Ryūsei took the initiative to show kindness to others — it was simply a miracle!

Sanchū put down the cup and looked at Cut Long Grain. in the distance.

There was a bouquet of wild flowers, a small handful of wild fruits, and even two pieces of oily tofu around him.

"… What's that oily tofu?" Ichidate couldn't help but ask.

Fox's Assistance listlessly replied, "It's mine!

Milord … He gave the oily tofu I hid to Hasebe, saying it's for worship … "

"Worship …" Sanchū noticed the word. "Interesting."

Tarō Tarō also participated in this group action. As the Divine Sword of the shrine, he was instinctively sensitive to the word worship.

Therefore, he was somewhat puzzled. "Worship … Could it be … to worship the gods?"

Akashi Kuniyuki, who had been sleeping for a long time and had almost no sense of existence, suddenly interrupted. "Are you kidding me? How could there be worship for a low-ranking god like us …"

"But … I can't think of anything else besides that." Sanchū smiled, suddenly stood up and walked towards Ryūsei.

The remaining Fu Mourning God held their breaths and suddenly became nervous.

Candlestick Cutting: "What does Sanchū -san want to do?"

Ichidate: "He wants to test Milord."

Tarō Tarō: "Test … Isn't that too impulsive?

If Milord is scared … "

Tsuru Maru: "Wow, Milord is holding his head and squatting down!

Tsk tsk tsk, it feels like Milord is going to run away and hide in the next second … Sure enough, we have to catch him when Milord isn't paying attention!

Or we can make a small trap, put some delicious food in the basket, and use a wooden stick to prop it up — "

Chaos: "Please don't talk about Milord like a wild animal!

If we have to talk about it, Milord is also a cute kitten … "

At first, the discussion was still in full swing, but the closer Sanchū got to the God's Inquisitor, the quieter the voices of the Fu Mourning God became. In the end, no one was in the mood to chat, and they all closed their mouths and stared at their little Lord with bright eyes.

Ryūsei originally wanted to escape.

But when he saw Cut Long Grain. sitting in the corridor in the distance, he didn't dare to move.

He squatted in the grass, trembling, and pulled the blanket tightly around him. It was as if if he couldn't see Milord, Milord also couldn't see him.

Cut Long Grain. was anxious when he saw Milord's tense appearance, but after taking two steps, he stopped with a complicated expression.

This is for Milord's good!

I can't stop Sanchū … Ah, ah, ah, ah, Sanchū, don't get too close!

Milord is so scared that he's turned into a ball!!!

As if he heard Hasebe's inner struggle, Sanchū didn't get too close. He stood three steps away from Ryūsei and said with a smile, "My name is Sanchū Sōjin, one of the five swords in the world. It has been a thousand years since I was born. I am the Fu Mourning God who was born from swords and knives."

The white ball in the grass moved, as if their little Lord was squirming and struggling in the blanket.

Sanchū confirmed his guess and said with a smile, "Don't be fooled by my young appearance. In fact … yes, I'm already an old man. After all, the appearance of a God will not change with the passage of time."

Liuxing suddenly stood up. She didn't even notice that the sheet had fallen to the ground. She didn't dare to raise her head to look at the three suns and moons. Her hands were nervously behind her back as she stuttered, "You … you … are … also … a … god?

"It's not just me." Hearing the term 'grandfather', a hint of a smile appeared in the eyes of Three Suns and Moon. He turned sideways and revealed the group of Death God Fu who were peeping behind him. "Everyone here is a god.

Ryūsei didn't speak for a long time.

Since he was born, this was the first time he understood the feeling of shock.

His eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief, "Really?"

Even if Ryūsei didn't know how to doubt, this was the first time he wondered if he was dreaming.

Fox's Assistance walked over and rubbed Sanchū's calf to help him, "It's true. Everyone here is a Fu Mourning God with a sword … and me!" Fox's Assistance proudly puffed out its small chest, "I'm the Guan Hu under the God!"

Ryūsei stared blankly at the quibbling Fox. After a long time, he suddenly understood.

So that's how it is.

This … is Takamagahara!

Mother said so!

Takamagahara is far away in the clouds, and many Gods live there!

As long as he worships devoutly and worships every day, one day he will be blessed and protected by the Gods!

His wish will also be granted!

Although he had been blessed by the Gods before!

But … but he had actually entered Takamagahara where the Gods lived!

He was so excited that his face turned red. He nervously held up the blue flower that he had hidden in his pocket, which had withered from being squeezed. He didn't hide the worship in his voice, "God!

My Lord! "

Sanchū smiled, took the flower, and sniffed it, "It's very beautiful, thank you."

Although the blue cornflower had lost its vitality, Sanchū couldn't help but feel happy.