I Raised a God in Tokyo

And with the inflow of this wish, Tong Gu Hanghui's eyes, which were originally closed due to nervousness, suddenly trembled slightly.

As if a video tape was playing, before his eyes, there were scenes that were constantly rewinding.

It was a very happy scene.

There is a hearty laugh, and his father who likes to sit on his shoulders and crawl around on the tatami with him.

You have a gentle and delicate tone of voice, often holding his little hand and whispering to him when he is sleeping, caring for his mother meticulously.

There is another one who came to me in the darkest days and made a pact with me that I would not abandon my mother who left secretly.

The three held hands silently, with palms ranging from big to small, some rough and some delicate.

But coincidentally, guarding him in the middle.

Tonggu Hanghui, who was in the middle, looked blankly at the friendly faces of the three people in front of him.

In the eyes, suddenly felt a little hot.

Seeing the tears on his three faces, they all smiled at the same time.

An incomparably warm light shone from them.

It seems to have dispelled all the cold and darkness, bringing warmth and hope.

Also wiped away Kiritani Hanghui's tears.

In this burst of light, Tong Gu Hanghui closed his eyes happily.

He crossed his hands and hung them on his shoulders.

It was as if holding the hands of two mothers at the same time.

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There really is such a warm light in this world.

At this moment, Zashiki Warou covered his mouth with his hands in disbelief, looking at the shining Kiritani Hanghui next to the coffee table.

Even if she is a monster, unlike Bai Mujun, she can look straight into Kiritani Hanghui's heart.

But he could also feel the subtle changes in Tong Gu Hanghui's body!

The small hands that were tightly stuck to the seam of the trousers slowly clenched into fists.

The chin was raised slightly, and the temperament of the whole person became more confident and firm.

Even his small body straightened a bit.

It seemed that the chronic illness that had been entangled for a long time was finally completely cured!

such an incredible thing

Priest, really did it!

Thinking of this, Zashiki Warji couldn't help feeling a little guilty about his behavior just now, and wanted to step forward to apologize.

But she looked at Bai Mujun's concentrating profile and didn't step forward to disturb him.

Know that the treatment is not over.

At this moment, Bai Mujun lowered his head and looked at Tonggu Hanghui under his palm.

After making sure that the other party's spiritual wounds were completely healed, and there was no more gaps and blemishes, he nodded in satisfaction.

He immediately mobilized his mana again.

next moment.

In the astonished gaze of Zashiki Doji.

Tong Gu Hanghui's jet-black hair fell off one after another and fell to the ground.

The chestnut head that was originally flat turned into a small bald head in an instant.

This is a small gift from Bai Mujun.

Because, even if Tong Gu Hanghui successfully overcomes the psychological barrier, and can accept the course of counting from the bottom of his heart——

But the courses that are pulled down are always pulled down.

It is not a short-term thing to get back.

If it is not done well, more and more will be pulled, forming a vicious circle.

Therefore, in order for Tong Gu Hanghui to catch up with the school curriculum as soon as possible, Bai Mujun was very considerate and performed a small consecration on his head.

The consecration is not as long-lasting as the consecration for the police of the Sixth Division of the Supernatural, and it has a ten-year effect.

But it can last for a month.

Probably when it can catch up with the progress of the school curriculum, the effect of consecration will also dissipate.

After all, if the consecration lasts too long, it will easily cause Tongu Hanghui to become a person who relies too much on consecration.

Therefore, the requirements for study are relaxed, and the days are spent on profligacy

It wasn't until the moment when the consecration failed that I regretted it.

This is what Bai Mujun doesn't want to see.

In the chat just now, Bai Mujun learned about it.

The primary school that Kiritani Hanghui is currently attending is called Linglan Primary School.

And what Bai Mujun hopes to see is that Tong Gu Hanghui will make steady progress step by step with his own efforts.

In the end, he achieved his goal of dominating Linglan Primary School, and was promoted to junior high school with excellent grades.

In the future, he will continue to write his legend in Linglan Junior High School and Linglan High School.

This is real happiness!

As the existence of the House of Overlord and Show, Bai Mujun has a deep understanding of this.

But now, as Bai Mujun expected, the activity of the head cells after consecration is greatly improved.

The ability to think, understand, and respond has been greatly improved.

Even the hair follicles became thicker.

It is a pity that hair is made of protein and cannot enjoy the blessing of consecration.

so that they fell off.

However, this is also within Bai Mujun's expectations.

Because Newton said, the smartest.

The price for consecration on the head is to be a little bald.

Not too much either.

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That being the case, then this palm should be named Jueding Palm.

And mastered a new skill.

Chapter 210 The third is too bullying him

The light slowly dissipated.

After everything calmed down, Zashiki-douji stared blankly at Shiraki Jun's palm, Kiritani Hanghui, who was full of worries and had an expression of enlightenment on his face.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Then she looked at Bai Mujun with a calm face.

The style of painting feels a little wrong.

Are you not a priest?

How can you still master this craft?

The next moment, Zashiki Warji seemed to think of something.

She hesitated and said, "Priest Baimu, is this the sequelae you mentioned?"

"Yes." Bai Mujun nodded slightly, and withdrew his hand from Tonggu Hanghui's head, "Well, the treatment was very successful."

"When Hang Hui wakes up, he shouldn't be troubled by "counting" anymore."

"Your Excellency, Zashiki Waruji, don't worry."

Even though the treatment has been completed at this moment, Tong Gu Hang Hui has not yet woken up.

Still with a sweet smile, immersed in the memories brought by the power of will.

Hearing this, Zashiki Warou immediately appeared behind him, and took him into his arms carefully.

The forehead was lightly pressed against his forehead, carefully inspected with demon power.

It was confirmed that apart from some hair loss, there were no other physical defects.

On the contrary, there is a strong and gentle vitality in the body.

This was a sigh of relief.

She immediately raised her head and looked at Bai Mujun with extremely grateful eyes.

"Priest Baimu, I really don't know what to do to repay your kindness"

"I didn't even know that Hanghui lived such a life. My mother, I really—"

"Your Excellency Zashiki Doji, what you said is very wrong." Bai Mujun shook his head and said, "Without the will power provided by you, and the power of Hanghui's parents, even I would be powerless to deal with Hanghui's problem. "

"And I also admire your Excellency for your efforts to be a good mother of Hanghui."

"I didn't break the law and use demon power to grab money, but fulfilled my duties as a mother very well, and set an example for Hanghui's growth."

"Hanghui is also very lucky to meet such an outstanding mother like you."

"But—" Bai Mujun changed his words immediately.

"According to my observation, it is far from enough to calculate the future expenses of Hanghui's education and your current income."

"I don't know your Excellency, do you have any plans?"