The white-eyed crow standing on the branch tilted its head and fell to the ground as a little boy with black hair and black eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm drying the quilt."

The Son of God blinked in confusion, and as early as the time of His birth, His Father had instilled in Him a vast knowledge of astronomy, geography, medicine, language, history, religion, ...... He struggled to run his little head, but he couldn't find the phrase "drying the quilt" in all his knowledge.

"It's to use sunlight to kill mites hiding in cotton." Thoth saw his doubts and patiently explained, "If you don't get rid of the mites, they will come and bite people's skin...... Over time, the body will become potholes. ”

"Bed sheets and quilt covers should be washed and changed frequently...... The quilt should be dried frequently......"

The woman's chattering voice came from the phone to her left ear, and then from her right ear for most of it, Meng Bai agreed, his fingers sliding impatiently around the screen. It's a sunny day outside, and it's a great day to dry the quilt, but for young people in their early twenties, there are countless things that are more interesting than "drying the quilt", shopping, rollerblading, and drinking coffee...... Someone in the dormitory was crackling and playing, and the sound of swords clashing and bombs bursting was incessant, Meng Bai took out his headphones from his schoolbag and put them on, and continued to listen to the woman's chatter.

"But you're a mythical creature." The "wrong" path of the King of Angels keenly grasped the loophole in his words - it was his gift, as natural as a bat receiving ultrasound, but also amazing, "Your blood is no different from poison to worms, and even if they do cause wounds on you, they should heal quickly." ”

Thoth came back to his senses and smiled slightly: "The most important thing is that the sunburned quilt will have the smell of sunshine...... That is, the breath of your father. ”

Before becoming the "All-Knowing and All-Powerful Creator," the more widely known name was the "Radiant Sun God," who was light, heat, vitality, vitality, and inexhaustible.

Miko's eyes widened, as if he couldn't understand why this occult action had anything to do with the Supreme Father.

"In a long ...... No, it wasn't long, just the years before you were born, we had a rather difficult military career in pursuit of demons and their henchmen, and the demons were cunning and sharp, so we had to keep moving at high speeds very stealthily, and although the warriors had the fighting spirit to destroy the enemy, their bodies would always signal from time to time to ask for rest......" Thoth tossed the last quilt onto the shelf made of branches, and after taking a breath, continued, "For the demigods, eating and sleeping are still not separated" Physiological needs, the climate of autumn and winter communication is humid and cold, and the quilt can smell a musty smell on the body. At that time, I thought, how nice it would be if I could dry the quilt while the weather was clear...... Of course, there was no such leisure at that time. ”

"Ah, I said so much to myself, but I didn't notice that you were standing under the sun all the time." Thoth beckoned like a kitten or a puppy, "Shall I go get some tea and refreshments, and let's go and rest in the shade together?" ”

A strange feeling rose from the bottom of my heart, and it made Miko a little dizzy. Suddenly, His mouth was deflated, his big eyes trembled violently, and Thoth "chuckled" in his heart, and quickly asked, "What happened?" ”

Miko shouted indignantly, "Medici won't let me eat!" ”

With his immediate boss on one side and his countryman's son on the other, Thoth was overwhelmed by the sudden accusation, but he still forced his composure and asked, "How so?" Mistress Medici doesn't look like a child abuse......"

"He is!" Amon raised the decibels, tears in his eyes, and he faltered, and Thoth gasped and asked, "Is there something going on?" Mind telling me about it? ”

"I wanted to steal the liquid from His pot and taste it, and He found out. He picked me up and said this is not something I can drink! The more Miko spoke, the more angry he became, "Hmph! Isn't it just that He accommodated the Oneness with the help of God the Father, and what's the great deal...... I've got that stuff too! ”

"Poof......" Thoth chuckled and touched the fried little head, "that pot is filled with very spicy and exciting wine, and a child of your age will only choke on it if he drinks it." ”

"Hmm......"

"As for wine, wait until you have lived eighteen years. Now we can drink a little flower tea made from jasmine and daisy, and if you come back tomorrow, we can drink coconut water. ”

"Eighteen years is so remarkable...... Miko pouted, "I can cheat on my growth rate." ”

"Is that so...... Thoth's expression was a little subtle for a moment, to be honest he thought the little guy was quite cute now, small, soft, like a little black sheep.

"Your expression tells me you don't believe me!" The Son of God's little face bulged like a pufferfish, and he searched his stomach for the words he had seen in his father's holy scriptures, "You ...... This, irreverent blasphemer! ”

"Uh-huh, got it, little adult."

The young master of prophecy smiled and gagged the Angel of Time with a snack.

Children may not understand the warmth of people's hearts and the sophistication of human feelings, but it does not prevent them from being like a mirror. They can almost intuitively spot who likes them and who hates them, who deserves to be close and who needs to be distanced, just as a bird finds a tree suitable for nesting, and the shoulders of the Master of Prophecy become the nest of the Son of God. The Angel of Time would come to him almost every day, and walk with him around the city-state, the wilderness, the jungle, and even the depths of the spirit realm, watching him complete various commissions, taking a cat from a tree, collecting herbs in the poisonous jungle, and escorting caravans through the wasteland to rid the city-state of evil spirits left over from war...... If he got tired of walking, Amon turned into a crow nesting on Thoth's shoulder, his head against his neck, counting his pulses and dozing off.

It's a peaceful day, so calm that it feels a little strange – Medici is one of those incredible people.