The murderous aura on the battlefield is too strong and it is storming and wandering in the air. Even monsters don’t like this environment very much, let alone a god like Qiao Xi who originally prefers peace.
But in some ways, his luck was probably good. Qiao Xi, thinking about this, looked at the man with a gentle smile not far away and was a little complicated and came to two conclusions:
——The other party is unfathomable.
——The other party has no malicious intentions.
After a brief thought, Qiao Xi obediently accepted the kindness that the other party threw over.
...
Sakata Gintoki has been wandering around this battlefield for quite some time - don't say anything about how he is just a child of a few years.
In such an era, age is completely meaningless.
If you want to survive, pick up your weapons.
He had already realized this truth a long time ago.
But no matter how mature he is, he is just a few years old. So when he heard someone who died in front of him shouting "Kamisa" softly before his death, Sakata Gintoki unconsciously remembered such an existence in his heart.
——Mr. God…
Are there really gods in this world?
If it exists, then why would the so-called "heaven and man" be allowed to invade the earth unscrupulously?
——He just wanted to survive.
——Life!
——I don’t want to die!
"Are you... a god?"
The boy suddenly appeared in front of him, and as he appeared, there were suddenly lights floating on the battlefield. In just one moment, even the air became clear.
Such a strange scene fell in Sakata Gintoki's eyes, which made him subconsciously think of the legendary existence, and then asked accordingly.
The moment he received a positive answer, more of his heart actually turned out to be angry.
——Since there are really gods in this world, why don’t you appear earlier?!
——Mingming, Mingming has prayed many times!
Thinking of this, Sakata Ginto let his anger fill his chest, and then he held the long sword that had protected him for several days and stabbed him at the gods regardless of the matter.
——Since it did not appear when it was needed most, then you don’t need to appear again now!
—————————————————————
Qiao Xi was wearing a light-colored kimono with large patches of light pink cherry blossoms painted on it, and the fabric was brand new and stained with dust-
The kimono, which is collected by the elves in the forest, is woven into kimono and dyed and sewn by the cherry blossom demon Sadou, looks luxurious and unlike anything else.
In addition, he looks just a teenager, and his clean and delicate appearance appears on a bloody and dirty battlefield. No matter how you look at it, it is inappropriate.
But the other party didn't seem to think it was strange that such a teenager appeared in such a place.
The gentle young man named Yoshida Matsuyoshi, who looks at most in his twenties, smiled and reached out and handed Qiao Xi a handful of golden sugar.
Qiao Xi:???
Yoshida Matsuyoshi is an ordinary teacher who teaches in a private school in a temple - of course this "ordinary" is just his own self-report.
As a god, Qiao Xi was very sensitive to the other party's terrifying aura hidden under the gentle and peaceful appearance, which was as terrifying as an unknown monster in the abyss. So when Yoshida Matsuyang handed the candy over with a smile, Qiao Xi hesitated for a second and reached out to hold the candy in his hand.
The white-haired ghost next to him narrowed his eyes when he saw this.
Also, seeing Qiao Xi take the candy, Yoshida Matsuyang laughed even more gently. He said as if nothing had happened: "Ah, I heard that a corpse-eating genius appeared on the battlefield to see it, but it was a bit different from what I imagined."
Qiao Xi: "..."
Qiao Xi silently turned her gaze to the white-haired ghost next to her.
Since the little ghost stabbed Qiao Xi, he has maintained a subtle magical aura that is both alert and throws his sword.
At this moment, seeing the two people who were no one around looking at him, he subconsciously tightened the vibrating knife in his hand. By the way, when the tip of the knife was about to stab Qiao Xi, Qiao Xi subconsciously pinched the tip of the knife, so the vibrating knife can now be called a broken blade.
Yoshida Matsuyang stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"It's you, that ghoul."
There seemed to be some unknown meaning in his tone, which made Qiao Xi feel as if he was expecting something.
"What a cute ghost. It's amazing to have a child protect himself in this way."
Yoshida Matsuyang said this, then untied his sword from his waist and stretched out his hand to the little ghost.
"But, that kind of sword is no longer needed. I am afraid of others. I just swing the sword to protect myself. Throw it away-given to you, my sword. If you want to know its true usage, come with me. Wield it from now on, not to cut off the enemy, but to cut off the weak self, not to protect yourself, but to protect your soul."
Qiao Xi felt that Yoshida Matsuyoshi was really strange.
There was clearly a fake sleeping monster hidden deep in the soul, but it was wearing a gentle skin. At that time, it was also...
It was obvious that he was saying something to the white-haired ghost on the surface, but his eyes seemed to be warning other more profound things.
"Hey, why are you in a daze?"
Qiao Xi blinked his eyes, but did not look back. He just shook his sleeves with his backhand and grabbed a stone that came from behind him in his hand, and said lazily: "Have you finished your practice today?"
The little white-haired ghost - or the little guy named Sakata Gintoki flipped over his magical dead fish eyes, and the subtle feeling in his heart was a little frustrated.
Speaking of which, after meeting Yoshida Matsuyoshi on the battlefield that day, two homeless guys - well, Sakata Gintoki and Qiao Xi - were taken to the Matsuyoshima Private School by the warm-hearted (?) Yoshida Matsuyoshi.
There are quite a lot of children coming to class at the Matsushita Private School every day, most of them are children from ordinary families in the nearby villages. What is worth mentioning is that there is a purple-haired ghost who says it is a child who cares about other people's names, Shinsuke Takasugi.
This child did not study in the private school in Matsushita from the beginning, but suddenly appeared one day, bringing another black-straight child named Kanekotaro.
I have to say that Qiao Xi was quite impressed by these two little guys. On the one hand, it was because the two little guys were obviously superior to other ordinary children, and on the other hand, it was because the two and Sakata Gintoki had almost no trace of the complex cause and effect lines in the eyes of the gods.
——No doubt, they are destined to be born extraordinary and lead to cause and effect in this life.