Chapter 159

May you live forever.

Turning the corner, I saw a familiar smile, and a man with a scar leaning against the car.

Those sharp eyes looked over keenly, and the moment they saw Fuyuki clearly, they narrowed instantly.

"Kid, you're actually alive."

Fuyuki quickly approached, and upon hearing this, she pursed her lips: "How can you talk like that? I won't die."

"He's been missing for almost ten years, hasn't he? He seems like he's dead." Fuheshen's gaze swept up and down. "So many years have passed, and he's still just a little kid."

"Aren't you the same? All these years have passed, and you're still an old man." Dongshu retorted defiantly while holding the seatbelt.

Fuheshen clicked his tongue.

Although ten years have passed, he still doesn't look like an old man at all.

His powerful muscles still proclaimed his strength as a tyrant and a god.

There was a moment of silence inside the car.

"What brings you back this time?"

"How are things going for Dog Roll's family all those years?"

The two spoke at the same time, paused, and instantly, black and dark green clashed.

"Tsk." ×2

"..."

"...?"

Another silence fell, and an awkward silence hung in the air.

Dongshu turned her head and looked out the window: "You go first."

“You always show up to do something. What are you planning to do this time?” Fuheshen asked bluntly.

“There are some really annoying bad things that are going to do bad things, and some humans that I like will be killed. I’m going to kill the annoying things first. It’s that simple.”

Dongshu concluded with a few words.

Her face was contorted with disgust; she seemed to genuinely loathe the things she was talking about.

"Do you need me to do it?"

"certainly."

Gods need weapons, and Fuhesh was her first weapon.

If she were to do it herself, the world wouldn't be able to handle it.

The identity card 【God of Spiritual Words】 is still too overpowered.

"You don't need to be afraid of losing, I have some helpers who can fight monsters with you."

The gods need believers, and Xia Youjie's power is enough to pose a threat.

"Heh." Fu Hei Shen was displeased. "With enough money, there's nothing we can't do."

"Then I want you to go and wipe out all those old men in the world of sorcery. Do you dare to go?" Fuyuki provoked.

"Joke, you've finally come up with this idea."

Upon hearing this, Fuheshen became excited, his words filled with disgust as if he had been touched by something dirty.

"Those useless and pedantic guys, clinging to their own set of rules, are just like rats left over from the old era."

"Hahahaha... Rats, that's a pretty good name." Dongshu laughed. "But I think they're more like a bunch of rotten oranges, smelly and disgusting, with wrinkled faces."

She wrinkled her nose.

"Hanging it on the tree is simply a waste of nutrients."

"It would be better to pick them, chop them up, and bury them in the soil to nourish new sweet oranges."

Useless ideas that are out of step with the times should be eliminated.

But precisely because of the so-called family system, a new batch of rotten oranges are produced to support these wasteful guys.

Of the three starter families currently above us, Zenin is the most detestable.

nausea.

Fuhesh, who had suffered greatly from this, loathed those old bastards even more.

“That makes sense.” Fuheishen nodded, acknowledging the title.

How's Dog Roll's family doing lately?

Once you've finished discussing one topic, it's time to move on to another.

Which aspect are you referring to?

"So, say whatever you want to say."

She wanted to hear how this person viewed the Dog Roll family.

"ah……"

Fuheishen pondered for a moment, watching the traffic light in front of him change from red to green.

He stepped on the gas, and the waiting car started again.

The wind blew up the leaves of the trees by the roadside, and they drifted up little by little, without any order.

"That old man is still alive, and those guys who used to follow you around are still here too. Oh, and that frizzy little brat has entered the advanced sorcery department."

Dog-Turtle Thorn, a rare child in the family with awakened magical abilities.

They've all grown up now.

"However, the Dog Roll family is quite wealthy. Ordinary people without magical powers either go into business or politics; they're all always busy."

His gaze lingered briefly on the winter tree.

Most of that motivation comes from a little guy who loves to run around everywhere.

He quietly withdrew his gaze and continued, "They keep muttering about the gods all day long... they treat you like the apple of their eye."

He had seen those buildings, which were specifically constructed to worship the gods, several times.

Exquisite, solemn, divine...

Dog Roll's family truly faced this deity with utmost respect and prayer.

"Oh," she replied casually.

"Oh."

Looking at the slight smile on his cold face, Dongshu shook her head helplessly.

"It seems you've gotten along very well with everyone these past few years."

"...?"

Suddenly, the brakes came on hard, and Dongshu was thrown forward by inertia. Just when she thought she was going to crash into something hard, a strong force suddenly came from the back of her neck and pulled her back tightly.

"get off."

Fu Heishen looked down at her, his hand already opening the car door.

Dongshu blinked, looked at him for a moment, and only jumped down smoothly when the other party was obviously impatient.

Okay~

"I'm going in first."

His movements were so swift that he was left with only a hurried silhouette.

Fuheishen glanced at the obvious footprints on his feet and sneered, "Kid."

childish.

*

Upon entering the Dog Roll Mansion, the familiar architecture instantly evoked memories. Fuyuki opened his arms and took a deep breath.

"grown ups……"

An indescribably excited greeting exploded in her ears. She opened her eyes and saw someone who had aged considerably—

"Clan chief?"

Dongshu quickened her pace, chuckled softly, and helped the elderly man, who was about to bow, to his feet. Her voice was gentle: "It's a pleasure to see you again."

Chief Dog Scroll lowered his head, trying to control his emotions, and said respectfully, "It is truly my honor to see Your Excellency's face again."

He thought that he was incredibly lucky to have witnessed the birth of two lives in his lifetime.

"You've worked hard all these years. You've managed this family very well." Dongshu patted his shoulder with a smile. "A person with such wisdom will not be afflicted by illness."

"You have a great physique; you look young and strong."

With tears in his eyes, Chief Dogjuan's decaying body seemed to instantly become youthful and energetic.

"Thank you, sir."

He knew.

The gods they worshipped once again bestowed blessings upon them.

It is not just the belief passed down from our ancestors, but also this unforgettable, almost miraculous power.

They, the Dog Roll Clan, will worship them for eternity...

"Alright, go and rest." Dongshu nudged the clan leader, who was once again the first to see him, and said, "Thank you for keeping an eye on my condition."

"It is what should be done." The kind eyes, imbued with the wisdom of time, fell upon the deity who still looked like a child.

It is always so clean, without any evil thoughts.

The inner self, like the outer appearance, never changes.

[The God of Words] Ah...

Watching the girl skip away, the clan chief let out a slow sigh.

May you live forever.

May our people's faith become the foundation of your strength.