Hmph, we said we had a discipline, and I'll prove it to you now!

The last book "Yakumo" owes 6 chapters and has not yet been completed, so I will make up for POI here!

Tremble! Under our unassailable aura of discipline!

Add 1/6, add 1 chapter POI per day

====I'm the dividing line of the word count of cheats ====

Sunset in the west.

Mu Yue and Mengzhu carried a bag of ingredients bought from the convenience store and walked slowly home.

"Tsuki-chan, do you have any plans for the club?"

"Intended?"

"Yes, every month the student council will have a routine club activity check, if the activities are not carried out properly, those ghost clubs will be banned."

Hearing Mengzhu's words, Mu Yue couldn't help but have a headache.

It was only because he couldn't find a club he was interested in, and the school required the second and third grades to join the club, so he used this method that was not a way to go.

It just so happened that Saeko Kashima wanted a quiet place to study, and the three of them simply established this [Sword Club], which was completely soy sauce.

Instead of calling it [Sword Department], it is better to call it [Soy Sauce Department].

But now after Mengzhu's reminder, Mu Yue also felt that something needed to be done.

Otherwise, if the club is banned by the student union a month later, I will have to honestly join a club I don't like.

As the initiator, Mu Yue naturally became the minister of the [Sword Department].

"Hmm...... Since it's the [Sword Department], why don't you just find a few ancient swords from the warehouse at home and take them to the activity department room to hang them up and pretend to be? ”

"But I guess it won't work if that's the case."

Mengzhu frowned in distress, and then suddenly thought of something, grabbed Mu Yue's arm with his free hand and said happily: "Yue-chan Yue-chan, we might as well write light novels, right?" ”

Ha?

Writing light novels?

Wasn't there a discussion about club activities just now? How did it somehow become a light novel?

- Mu Yue looked at Mengzhu with a headache, he was used to this girl's off-line thinking for so many years.

"Tell me, why did you suddenly think of this?"

"That's right, Yue-chan, haven't you researched and collected a lot of information on ancient swords? We can use this information to write a light novel about swords! In this case, students will be able to prevaricate on the grounds that "the activity of the sword club is to write light novels about swords"! ”

“…… Then why isn't it called [Light Novel Department]? I don't remember that there was this club in the school, right? ”

However, Mengzhu obviously didn't listen to Mu Yue's complaints, and with a pair of chestnut-like round eyes, she had already fallen into her own thinking and couldn't extricate herself.

After turning at an intersection, Mu Yue suddenly stopped.

"Mengzhu, look?"

"Huh?"

Mengzhu, who came back to his senses, looked in the direction that Mu Yue pointed and found that on the street in front of him, there was actually a child lying next to the telephone pole.

The two glanced at each other, ran quickly to the child lying on the ground, and put the ingredients in their hands on the ground.

Mu Yue gently helped the child up, and the two of them saw the cute face of the child under the beige hoodie.

With a stray silver shoulder-length hair, the little guy who couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl slowly opened his eyes.

"Okay, so hungry......"

"Huh?"

"Hungry ......"

After saying this weakly, the child's body suddenly softened, and he collapsed in Mu Yue's arms with a snap.

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Gong Xingyun was annoyed.

The unreliable master casually sent himself to Jiangdu to deal with the incident of the abnormal spiritual vein, and after arriving at the ground, not only did the promised receiver not appear, but even the only old-fashioned mobile phone on his body that could contact them was damaged.

As a last resort, Gong Xingyun could only try to go to the Chongdao Palace branch in Jiangdu City by himself.

As long as you show your identity when you get there, then a qiē will be solved.

It's a pity that Gong Xingyun is not only afraid of flying, he is a mechanical idiot, but also has the attributes of a road idiot.

Even if he asked for directions and others pointed out the direction, Gong Xingyun was still lost......

As a first-level Dao monarch, he didn't deliberately exercise his body, even if he was not as good as those who practiced martial arts, he was much stronger than ordinary people.

But no matter how strong he was, he couldn't bear it, and he walked back and forth through the entire Jiangdu City three times in one afternoon......

- Should I say that the guy who was able to walk through Jiangdu three times in just one afternoon is really not a normal person?

And Ya completed this achievement while she was lost!

Because he is a mechanical idiot, he can't even use a public phone booth on the side of the road to ask for help - and Gong Xingyun doesn't have any money with him.

- How natural is this to fly from the main altar of Chongdao Palace to Jiangdu without even bringing a wallet!

Coupled with that inexplicable mentality of [maintaining his majesty as a Dao monarch], Gong Xingyun gave up asking passers-by for help, so-

In the evening, the tired and hungry Gong Xingyun finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell headlong under a telephone pole next to a street that few people passed.

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"This kid ......"

After letting Mengzhu carry all the ingredients, Mu Yue carried Gong Xingyun back to his home.

After putting the little guy on his back on the sofa, Mu Yue looked at Gong Xingyun's silver hair and delicate face, the expression on his face was extremely subtle.

“…… Isn't this the Eight Monarchs of Chongdao that I saw on the news in the morning? ”

"Huh!? Yue-chan, do you mean this kid is a Taoist? ”

Mengzhu rushed up as if he had discovered a new continent, and stretched out his hand to pinch Gong Xingyun's face.

"I said, Mengzhu, what are you doing?"

"Daojun! Daojun! It's the first time I've seen a living Daojun at such a close distance! ”

“…… What's the matter with your tone that seems to have seen the death of the Dao Monarch? ”

Mengzhu decisively ignored Mu Yue's complaint again.

Pulling back the reluctant Mengzhu, Mu Yue thought for a while and said, "This kid seems to have said that he was hungry just now?" Mengzhu, let's prepare dinner first. ”

"We? Could it be that Tsuki-chan also has to help? ”

"Ah...... After all, if there is one more person, you will not be able to keep yourself busy, right? ”

"Tsuki-chan is so good!"

After checking Gong Xingyun who was unconscious on the sofa again, and after confirming that there was no problem, Mu Yue and Mengzhu came to the kitchen with the ingredients.

"Yue-chan, what should we do with this little Dao-kun?"

“…… We shouldn't have to worry about it, right? After all, it was the Eight Monarchs of Chongdao, and when he woke up, he would naturally contact someone from the Chongdao Palace branch in Jiangdu to pick him up. ”

Although he said this, Mu Yue's tone was a little uncertain.

It's really a hungry and dizzy Daojun under a roadside telephone pole, and he is too unconvincing......

Such a guy could actually be one of the Eight Monarchs of Chongdao?

Mu Yue felt that the impression she had always had of [Chongdao Palace] was about to begin to collapse.

[Could it be, Chongdao Palace is full of such a group of guys who haven't slipped away, right? ] 】

Although he is vigorously denying it, but-

Turning his head to look at Gong Xingyun on the sofa, Mu Yue couldn't convince himself.