I Copy Under One Punch

  Chapter 226 Return to the world and Bishamon

   "Please leave!"

  In a certain ward of the hospital, a straight black girl shouted at the shadow in front of her.

   "No!" The black shadow wailed, but couldn't resist the instinct of the body, and rolled to a far place mellowly on its own.

   "Eh, this fourth classmate, I can't leave now." A reddish-brown man lying on the hospital bed said with a wry smile.

   "Teacher Tohno, I'm not talking about you." Jianzi waved her hand and said with embarrassment.

   "Huh?" Tohno didn't know why, and said, "You are really a bit strange."

   "Aha, teacher, rest more, I'll go first, and I'll see you next time." Jianzi didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly left the ward.

  Going outside, she sighed and said to herself: "Ah, now I can only expel the evil spirits, but I still don't have the ability to destroy them."

  The key is that a certain **** promised to teach her, but he hasn't shown up for almost two weeks.

   "Lord Qingtian, when are you coming back?"

   Jianzi shook his head, pulled up his small satchel, and walked towards home.

On an open window sill in the hospital, Yato, who was still wearing a black tracksuit, was biting an apple while looking at Miko's back with great interest, and said, "Is it a psychic user among humans? Lightly, the spiritual power is quite strong."

   "Yato, what are you talking about?" Hiyori leaned out, but Miko was no longer in sight.

  On her shoulders lay a little girl, with round eyes staring at the apple in Yato's hand.

   "It's okay, it's just a girl who looks better than you."

   "Better than me?" Rihe didn't believe it, she practiced boxing with Variety for so long, and ordinary three or five big men would be hanged and beaten by her at will.

  Yato didn't want to talk about this anymore, he pushed Feng Ji's restless little hand away, and said, "Why, have you finished your business?"

   "Well, I'm done talking with my father."

   "Then go home, I'm a bit hungry." Yato said, clutching his stomach.

"Didn't you just finish eating an apple? Really." Rihe gave him a disgusted look, hugged Feng Ji, put on a bright smile, and said, "Feng Ji, let's go home for a big meal." !"

   "Okay, okay, Fengji likes to eat big meals!" Fengji clapped her hands and said happily.

   "Then let's go quickly."

  The three left the hospital together.

  At dusk, the sky turns orange.

  Yato and the others saw more than ordinary people. In addition to the clouds dyed orange, there were also many strange bands of light floating in the sky.

   "Shihua." Yato's expression was very bad, "This level of Shihua, maybe there will be monsters."

   "Monster? The one from last time?" Hiyori grabbed Feng Ji's little hand nervously and said, "Do you want to use Feng Ji to fight?"

   "Ah, if there are monsters appearing, I need Feng Ji's help."

   "Well, Feng Ji will work hard!"

  Suddenly, Yato seemed to sense something, looked up, and found a woman riding a lion staring at him with a frosty face on the street lamp.

  The woman was wearing a cool leather jacket, with long blond hair hanging down her waist, and Yato's figure was reflected in her purple eyes.

   "I found you, Fujinshen!" A long whip appeared in her hand, and she swung it towards Yato.

   "Tch!" Yato jumped back, dodging the whip.

  The whip fell on the road with a bang, and the gravel splashed.

   "Hey, what's going on?" Hiyori couldn't figure out the situation, and asked, "Who is she? Why did she attack you?"

"She is Bishamon, the strongest warrior I have ever seen. Oh, no, now she is the second strongest." Yato quickly explained, "I had a conflict with her before, and she has been chasing me since then .”

   "Bishamon? The Seven Lucky Gods? You actually had a conflict with such a powerful god? No matter how you think about it, you did something bad to Yato, right?" Hiyori said in surprise.

   "That's not it!" Yato said angrily.

   At this time, after waiting for Yato to finish speaking, Bishamon said: "Although I said that I had a personal grievance with you, it is also my duty to kill treacherous evil! Die, Yato!"

   Saying that, Bishamon wanted to brandish his long whip to attack Yato again.

   "Wait!" Hiyori opened his arms, stood in front of Yato, and said, "Master Bishamon, Yato is not a villain, is there a misunderstanding?"

   "Human beings? And Yato's artifact?" Bishamon looked at the flustered Feng Ji, and his anger grew even stronger.

   "Yato, do you want to take advantage of such a small child? It's unforgivable!" The whip in her hand danced like a long snake, trying to wrap around Hiyori and throw her away.

   "Mere human beings, don't meddle in the affairs of the gods!"

  Looking at the attacking whip, Hiyor narrowed his eyes, set up a stance like a conditional launch, struck out with both hands like lightning, and slapped the whip aside.

  “This human being” Bishamon looked at Hiyori a lot. Although he didn’t use much strength, being able to see the trajectory of the whip so accurately and slap it away is enough to show her extraordinaryness.

   "That's enough, Hiyori." Yato walked to the front and said, "This is indeed a matter between us, not your business. Go back and cook first, we will be back soon."

   "Wind device, come!"

  Fenghime turned into a rapier and fell into Yato's hands.

   "But." Hiyori hesitated.

  This time, Bishamon didn't want to give them any more time to chat. Seeing that Yato was ready, he immediately threw out the long whip with all his strength.

  Yatou was waiting for the battle, and when he was about to use Feng Ji to meet him, a bright light suddenly flew from a distance and penetrated straight into the middle of them.

   Sensing the powerful energy above, Bishamon and Yato both chose to avoid the sharp edge and took a few steps back.

  The ray of light seemed to be powerful, but when it landed on the ground, it was silent. They didn't realize it was an arrow of light until the ray was not so strong.

  The tip of the light arrow penetrated into the ground, and soon dissipated by itself.

   "Who is it?" Bishamon looked up at the arrow branch and saw a figure floating in the air, holding a plain black longbow in his hand, presumably it was the light arrow he shot.

   "It's Mr. Qingtian!" Hiyori immediately cheered after recognizing the man's identity.

   "It's that kid, no wonder it burns so much." Yeto curled his lips, his eyes wandering on the longbow in his hand, "I finally saw his artifact, and it looks quite strong."

   "Hi, you two." Aomori waved his hand at them and said, "It feels like I haven't seen you for a long time."

   "It's been a long time since I saw you, maybe more than ten days." Yato complained.

   Bishamon stared at Aomori with a serious expression, and asked, "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you? An existence like you shouldn't be unknown."

   "Unfortunately, I am a little-known little god, and Master Bishamon will naturally not know." Aomori looked up and down the beautiful lady Bishamon.

   It is said that the clothes and hats on her body are all made of artifacts. If an accident occurs during the fight and her spiritual power is lost, she might run naked.

  Aware of Aomori's sharp gaze, Bishamon's face was a little unnatural, and he shouted angrily: "Is it really the same as Yato, the God of Misfortune? A treacherous god, there is no need to survive!"

  However, Aomori's figure suddenly disappeared in front of her, and when she reappeared, she was already standing behind Bishamon, on the **** of her lion mount.

   "It's very tiring, Bishamon. You must be very tired to support so many sacred weapons all the time."

   "You bastard."

   Without waiting for her to turn around, Aomori snapped his fingers, and a dense mass of holy light suddenly appeared and wrapped Bishamon tightly.

   After a short while, the light disappeared, and Bishamon had closed his eyes and passed out on the back of the lion.

   "Master Bishamon, what's wrong with you?!" the lion said.

  He is also an artifact.

   "It's okay, she's just too tired and fell asleep. Take her back to Gaotianyuan." Aomori said lightly.

  Hearing Bishamon's even breathing, the lion calmed down and asked, "Zhaoma, are you still there? What should we do now?"

  The studs on Bishamon's earlobe flickered, and a voice came out: "Go back, let your lord rest."

   "Okay!" The lion left in a hurry.

  The adult standing behind him really made him feel unprecedented pressure.

   "It's done." Yatou heaved a sigh of relief, letting Feng Ji back to her original shape, "How did you make that crazy woman fall asleep?"

   "This is naturally a commercial secret." Aomori said with a smile.

   Hiyori hugged Feng Ji and asked, "Yato, what is the misunderstanding between you and Bishamon-sama? She will always be chasing you?"

   "Aha, it's nothing." Yato didn't answer directly.

   stare~

   "Shouldn't there be hatred because of love?"

"How can it be?!"

  Aomori was really passing by this time, and didn't want to talk to them too much. After saying goodbye to them, he turned into purple light and disappeared.

   "Alas, the gap between gods and gods seems to be greater than that between gods and humans." Hiyori sighed and said with emotion.

   "That's right." Yato nodded in agreement, "A **** as outstanding as me is really rare in the world."

"hehe."

"why are you laughing?"

   "Feng Ji, let's go home."

   "Hey, wait for me!"

"I'm back!"

  Jianzi opened the door of the house, changed his shoes at the entrance, and walked in.

   "Welcome back." Younger brother Kyousuke was playing with a kitten, "Sister, why is it so late today?"

   "Ah, something happened." Seeing a tired look, Jianzi prevaricated casually and walked up to the second floor.

   "It's weird." Kyousuke squinted at his sister's back and disappeared down the stairs, "Could it be that she's dating her boyfriend. Is that expression conflicting?"

   "Huh, you deserve it."

   A few seconds later, Kyousuke heard Miko's scream. He picked up the kitten, walked to the stairs, and asked loudly, "Sister, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"

   Immediately afterwards, Jianzi's trembling voice came from above: "No, it's okay, I saw a cockroach and I was just taken aback."

   "Are you really all right?"

  But this question was destined to not get a response from Jianzi, she clutched her chest, staring in surprise at the familiar figure sitting at the desk in the bedroom.

   "Master Qingtian, you are finally back?!"

   "Yeah, I'm back." Aomori said with a smile, "Miko, how are you doing these days?"

   Jianzi closed the door, walked to Aomori's side, and said, "Fortunately, even the evil spirits still like to find me."

"Also, my homeroom teacher changed a teacher because he was going to have a baby." She told Aomori about Tohno, "I thought he was a cat abuser before, but I didn't expect it to be a misunderstanding. Good teacher. There is an evil spirit haunting him, and I tried to help him but failed.”

   "Well, it's my fault. I promised to teach you to remove spirits before." Aomori said, "But after I went out this time, I found you a good teacher."

"teacher?"

   "Hey, that's her." Aomori threw up the longbow in his hand, forming a human figure in midair.

  Seeing her appearance, Jianzi opened her mouth wide in surprise: "What a beautiful sister."

  The person transformed from the longbow is a beautiful woman in a witch's robe. Her face is cold, but she can unknowingly make people feel good.

  She is Kikyo who transformed from Aomori into a spirit body.

   "Kankyo, my condition is that you take care of her."

   "Yes." Kikyo nodded slightly, touched Jianzi's head, and said, "Hi, my name is Kikyo, please take care of me in the future."

   "Sister Kikyo, my name is Yotsuya Miko." Compared to Kikyo, Miko is much more nervous.

   Standing in front of this fairy-like Kikyo, she always felt ashamed of herself.

   "Kikyo was a powerful priestess during her lifetime, she is more suitable to be your teacher than me." Aomori said.

   "Yes." Jianzi was not as happy as he imagined.

   "Okay, let's get along well. I have other things to do, so let's deal with them first."

  After speaking, Aomori disappeared without a trace, much to Miko's disappointment.

   "Gone so soon?"

   Jianzi turned her head to look at Kikyo, not knowing what to say.

   Seeing this, Kikyo took the initiative to talk about the common topic between them: "Want to know how Master Qingtian and I met?"

   "Yeah!" Jianzi nodded quickly.

   "At that time, I was still an undead whose body was made of clay."

   "Wooooow, Sweetheart Baixin is too pitiful. Just hearing what you said, I can already feel his pain. So how deep is his original pain and sorrow."

  After listening to Kikyo's story about his sweetheart, Jianzi burst into tears immediately.

   "Jianzi is also a kind girl." Kikyo gently hugged her shoulders and said, "Fortunately, Sweetheart Baixin has been liberated, and finally he no longer has to suffer from those painful experiences."

   "Then, what about that big villain named Naraku?" Jianzi wiped away her tears and smiled embarrassedly.

   "Naturally, it was solved by Lord Qingtian, and I also received his mercy and bestowed blessings, from the body of the undead to what I am now."

   "So, the price is to come to be my teacher?"

   "The price? It should be counted." Kikyo said, "Why do you want to learn to eliminate spirits?"

   "Uh, at first I wanted to protect myself, my family and friends from evil spirits. Now, I want to use my power to help more people in need."

   "Well, can you use a bow and arrow?"

"ah?"

  (end of this chapter)