Chapter Twenty-Three: The Divine Envoy of the Holy Division

The next morning, Seiji and Ayumi came to the door of the classroom holding hands. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Recalling the inexplicable smile of his parents when he got up this morning, he felt a little panicked...

It's the same as usual morning, why do my parents look at me differently, is there something bad going to happen?

The Holy Division shook his head, how could it be possible, he was a superpower, who would dare to hurt them with his protection?

Seiji came back to his senses and took Ayumi's little hand and walked into the classroom.

Hey, why didn't Conan sleep well? As soon as the priest entered the classroom, he noticed Conan's abnormality.

"Conan, why don't you look like you're awake?" asked Ayumi when she got into her seat.

"It's not Sister Xiaolan yet, I don't know what happened yesterday, so I pulled me to talk about the new brother all night, and asked some strange questions. Conan couldn't help it.

Seeing this, the corners of Shengsi's mouth turned up slightly, it seems that Xiaolan didn't tell the secret, and now, Xiaolan shouldn't be sad about the washing machine in the future.

After a few people chatted for a while, the class bell rang.

Seiji and Ayumi talk and tell stories during class, and time passes quickly.

On the way out of school.

The group walked side by side, probably because of the children, and it didn't seem crowded.

"Let's go to the Tokyo Museum of Art this weekend, I heard that there is an exhibition of the world's secret treasures there on the weekend!" Mitsuhiko said loudly to the crowd.

"The World's Secret Treasure Exhibition, I really want to hear my dad say that there are a lot of fun things there. Also, I remember that there was a great restaurant near the Tokyo Museum of Art, and the eel rice there was delicious~ So... I'm in favor!" Motota responded.

"There must be a lot of beautiful gems there, and Brother Seiji will come with us!" Ayumi said expectantly to Seiji. "Yes, I'll go. ”

Conan rolled his dead fish eyes, a group of imps, they know how to play, let's go back and make up for sleep first, Ayumi and Seiji have been talking in class, it's really noisy, and they haven't slept well.

Just as Conan was thinking about how to sleep later, Seiji suddenly shifted the topic to him, "It would definitely be interesting if Conan went." ”

"Is it?The Secret Treasure Fair is fun, do you want to go to Conan too?" Mitsuhiko asked Conan when he heard this, and several people's eyes were also focused on Conan.

"Art museum, it's just some pictures or something, it's boring!" Conan proudly refused.

"Conan, you're going!" Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Motota said gloomily around Conan, looking at this posture as if you don't go, you're looking for death.

Conan twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw this, and had to agree: "Okay... I'll go. "Okay, it's another boring weekend, but I don't seem to have been to that World Secret Treasure Exhibition, alas, this time I should follow a group of imps to get a long look.

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When he returned home, he saw that the house was full of pictures of Mt. Fuji, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

Walking to his bedroom, he saw his mother, who was nailing a picture frame to the wall.

At this time, the door of the house was suddenly opened, and when Seiji looked back, I pulled a big mallet, and saw that my father was holding a large bag of pictures of Mt. Fuji, and Seiji didn't know what to say when he saw this.

"Junye, come here, the frames in Xiao Si's room are all set, and only your picture is missing... Pictured. Mom shouted at Dad while hammering the photo frame, saying that at last she turned around and saw the Holy Division standing at the door, her tone was a little unnatural.

My mother was stunned for a moment and then said with a smile: "Xiao Si, what do you think? Do you like it or not? I originally planned to give you a surprise, but now you can't help it." ”

At this time, my father also came over, "Koji, let's put pictures of Mt. Fuji in our house, do you think that Lord Yamagami will bless you more?" ”

Sheng Si misestimated the degree of superstition of his parents about the mountain god, he didn't expect it to be so crazy, can he still play happily?

"Lord Yamagami won't like you like this, you just need to be the same as before, so..."

"So, Mom and Dad, don't worry about this anymore, your son Shengsi will take good care of himself!

My father and mother were already shocked by the 'divine power' of the Holy Division.

Seeing his parents stunned in place, Seiji shouted, "Mom, I'm hungry, go cook, and besides, this weekend, I made an appointment with Ayumi and them to go to the Tokyo Museum of Art to see the world's secret treasures exhibition." ”

"Oh..."Mom was stunned when she spoke, she hadn't reacted yet, her mind was full of scenes of the Holy Division using his mental power to crumple the picture into a ball, the power of the Mountain God is really powerful, and the Holy Division will definitely be safe and secure in the future, and we won't be worried.

After my father came back to his senses, he said solemnly: "Xiao Si, you have to remember that the divine power given to you by Lord Mountain God is used to punish evil and promote good, and you are not allowed to use him to fight or bully others..."

In the end, my mother's rice was almost cooked, and my father finished speaking, but I didn't expect my father to say it so well, I never found it before.

After a bunch of big truths, the saint Si felt a little dizzy, "Well, Dad, I remember!"

During the meal, my mother also said to the Holy Division, if you don't say it's okay, the 'divine power' given by the 'mountain god' is too strong, and you can't let the Holy Division do bad things!

Shengsi also knew that his parents were also thinking about him, so he didn't have a trace of impatience, although these words were nonsense for him, but he still listened carefully to every word, which is the least respect for people and parents!

After eating, Saint Si went to the base and began his training.

Shengsi knows the truth that if you don't practice martial arts for a day, you will retire for a year, although this sentence is a bit exaggerated, but always maintain your peak level, this is the basic quality of a killer, although Shengsi no longer plans to be a killer, because the Shengsi has transferred enough money, but the necessary training is still indispensable.

Because the Holy Division always has a faint sense of crisis, although I don't know where this sense of crisis arises, but it is always right to train yourself to keep getting stronger!

on the training ground.

Saint Si was sweating hard, and every punch hit him with all his might, and the target of "Bang ..." exploded in the punch of Saint Si blessed with a small amount of mental power. In the next moment, the Holy Division had already grasped another target and practiced.

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After training, Saint Si comfortably soaked in the medicinal bath and enjoyed it.

In the process of taking the medicinal bath, the body of the priest was rapidly absorbing the medicinal power, the fatigue was quickly reduced, and the physical strength was also rapidly recovering.

He felt that after these days of training, his strength was now equivalent to one and a half adults, and his peak strength in his previous life was three adults! Now the Holy Division already had half the strength of the peak period of the previous life, you must know that the Holy Division is only six years old now, although it will be more and more difficult to increase the strength in the future, but the Holy Division is confident that his strength will far exceed that of the previous life at the age of eighteen!

An hour later, Saint Si left the base with a ruddy face.

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