Expelled from school? I am the Emperor of Sobu!

Huh?

What was my name in my previous life?

Memory is in disarray.

Hanyu saw it.

There were warriors wearing armor and holding sharp swords singing in the flames.

【Life in the past fifty years is like a dream and an illusion】

There were warriors holding spears and roaring in front of the formation.

[Eight hundred brave warriors set off across the river, and a hundred thousand Wu soldiers returned in fear]

The pictures flashed one after another.

[The second, third, and even ten thousand generations, passed down endlessly]

[Look, is this a deer or a horse? ]

The memories are colorful, but none of them are Hanyu's own memories.

"Amitabha."

Chanting the Buddha's name softly has the effect of refreshing the mind and calming the soul.

"call……"

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, the sweaty Hanyu said unhappily:

"The impact is too great. The underworld is really not a good place."

"Old monk, work hard, and I will give you the title of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva when I reopen the Six Paths."

Still thinking about becoming a god?

Master Pingjue slapped him in the face.

"The world has gone mad, how can I become a Buddha?"

"Go away now, don't waste the energy you have worked so hard to accumulate."

He accepted Hanyu as his disciple.

The old monk had the illusion that he had lived twenty years shorter, even though he was already dead.

next to.

Hanyu was also satisfied with his one-day trip to the underworld.

"Fujiwara, Tsuchimikado, and the guy who shot me from behind."

"You didn't expect that I have a resurrection coin."

【Tokyo】

Fujiwara Chika was temporarily called back to the family.

As soon as she stepped into the house, the grandfather who doted on his granddaughter the most announced in a sad tone:

“Thousand Flowers…”

"Fengshi, Fengshi was kidnapped by thieves, already..."

Already what?

Lord Fujiwara did not say it explicitly, but the funeral decorations at home and the photos placed in the mourning hall explained it.

On a social level, Fujiwara no Toyotomi is dead.

"No, it won't..." Big tears streaked down her face, and Fujiwara Chika's eyes were red and swollen. She retorted unwillingly:

"Sister is so powerful, she will be fine."

"You lied to me, you all wanted to lie to me!"

Fujiwara Chika was unwilling to accept the reality, and the younger Fujiwara Moe fainted the moment she heard the news.

Corner of the hall.

Yukinoshita Haruno, who witnessed this scene, reminded her father:

"Father, you have changed."

"Oh?" Lord Yukinoshita remained silent, his gentle expression not wavering at all.

"Yukino never came home, no matter what the outcome was."

"We will not lose."

The Riddler is damned.

not lose?

How not to lose.

Yukinoshita Haruno couldn't understand her father's train of thought.

She just watched as her father, who had a gloomy face a second ago, immediately switched to being a amiable, soft-spoken good man when the phone rang.

"It's okay. This business is huge."

"Yes, yes, you can go home in two days."

"Yang No? Yang No is excellent. Honey, remember to stew the soup for me."

The mask that Yukinoshita wore as the master made Haruno feel physically uncomfortable.

She suppressed her nausea and shifted her gaze to the hall.

[Target locked, ready to capture at any time]

Wearing Bluetooth headphones that look like hearing aids.

Lord Fujiwara's tense mood finally relaxed after hearing some content coming out from inside.

[Go ahead, no survivors needed]

【boom--! 】

Explosions echoed throughout Tokyo.

But the problem is that the explosion actually occurred near the Fujiwara family.

"Can you even do this to your own granddaughter?"

The unexpected sound rang out again.

On the left is Yuigahama Yui, on the right is Tsuchimikado Natsume, and behind them is a little tail, Fujiwara Toyomi.

Hanyu, who was hit by a sniper rifle and should have gone to hell long ago, makes a comeback.

"You are a thief if you are too old to die."

"Old Fujiwara, why don't you die?"

Hi, hi, it’s me, it’s me, it’s me again.

After many years.

I finally crawled out of hell.

Half a year ago, I failed two original books in a row. One of them failed because the performance gap was too big, and I couldn’t bear the psychological blow.

The other book is a special case, which old readers may know, so I won’t say it again.

So, back to the topic.

I started out as a fan fiction writer, tried out original works for a few rounds, and finally returned to fan fiction.

Yukinoshita Yukino is so good (even though she hasn't appeared yet), and Yuigahama Yui is so great (even though her ending was terrible).

It feels like I am being inspired by God when I write.

Here, I would like to say something to new readers. Some people say this is a crazy article, while others say it is a funny article.

But in fact, this is just a harem novel with special interests and hobbies.

My grandfather is a stupid person. He can’t write about sweet and sour love stories, let alone the bitter and deep-rooted grudges and entanglements.

Other people's books use women to embellish their core and use writing to express their thoughts.

I can't do that, I'm a complete country bumpkin. My books are pure and simple, using the most contrasting approach to reveal the most exciting heroine.

Everything else is just embellishment and is impure.

and so.

After the Tokyo chapter is finished, it is back to daily life, with the newly added stories of the Quintessential Quintuplets, Kitagawa Umi, Shinomiya Kaguya, etc.

After listing.

As long as the first order is over 6, I will update three chapters with more than words a day steadily. If I can get , I will work hard to write words a day.

Do what you say and never go back on your word!

Chapter 58: Exploding gold coins, Exploding gold coins~~

Yu lived.

There was such a big hole in the chest.

He actually survived.

Inside the main hall.

The expression of the host Yukinoshita was like an old man on the subway looking at his phone, with his eyelids narrowed into slits.

'Resurrection from the dead?'

'Illusion? '

"Lord Fujiwara, your information is wrong."

According to old man Fujiwara, the people in the other world are just playing with hypnosis and controlling a few little ghost shikigami.

But now it seems.

"Array up!"

At the command, several men in black armed with guns ran out of the house one after another.

"Click"

The bullets are loaded and ready.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of red dots were aimed at Hanyu's forehead.

"Illegal kidnapping, murder of the Onmyoji chief, and breaking into a private residence."

As soon as old man Fujiwara opened his mouth, countless charges were pinned on Hanyu.

Finally, he paused for a second and said hypocritically:

"Big sinner Fujiwara Hanyu, give up resistance and surrender."

At all times, old man Fujiwara always stood on the moral high ground, making it almost impossible for others to open their eyes.

His side.

Fujiwara Chika couldn't understand all these fancy things, the little girl only knew

"Sister, you're okay!" With tears in her eyes, Qianhua jumped and called out:

"Don't be afraid, Grandpa will protect you!"

Because of their positions, Chika thought that Fengmi, who was hiding behind Hanyu, was under duress.

"Ah la la~" Fujiwara Toyomi smiled brightly and said in front of the whole family:

"Qianhua, the window period for the throne of heaven has been too long."

"I want to kill Grandpa and stand at the top."