In Soul Society, I just want to retire

There is such torture in this world!

He started to learn landscape painting fifty years ago, and originally thought that he would become a master. However, he went further and further down the path of making a living, and was eventually banned from the circle.

He started learning to play chess thirty years ago and often went to the first team to play against the captain.

Yamabuki Ditang didn't understand. My five pieces were clearly connected together, so why didn't the captain admit that he lost?

When you get old, you can’t afford to lose!

In the end, the captain carried him and hacked him for three days with his Ryujin Rukaho, yelling, "If you ever play Gobang like Go again, I'll cut off all ties with you!"

Now he starts practicing calligraphy.

It can only be described in two words: abstract.

The kitten dipped its tail in ink and performed cat-and-mouse games on paper, but the result was not as abstract as the calligraphy carefully written by Yamabuki Ditang.

"These people don't understand art. As we scholars say, art is what can't be understood. If everyone can understand it, can it still be called art? Applause if you understand!"

The people around him looked at Yamabuki Ditang playing by himself in a circle with tired faces, and said, "Forget it, just have fun by yourself, we don't care about you anymore!"

At this time, he was copying the "Kuaixue Shiqing Tie", and Wang Xizhi came and applauded.

I can't recognize what's written here!

Just at this moment there was a knock on the door.

"Teacher, do you have time? Come in right away." Kyoraku Shunsui happily opened the door and brought Mowan in.

Yamabuki Ditang glanced at the big black man brought in by Kyoraku Shunsui.

Who is this? A new member of the Gotei 13?

Now that he had someone to back him, Kyoraku Shunsui immediately started to stir up trouble: "Teacher, this big brother wanted to see how big the world is, so he came to challenge you. He also said that my strength is so weak, and the teacher who taught me skills must not be much stronger. I am really embarrassed to have embarrassed the teacher, but on second thought, he seems to have a point..."

Yamabuki Ditang almost laughed out of anger. This kid brought an enemy that he couldn't deal with to him.

However... this big fool's spiritual pressure is indeed not weak.

Just when Yamabuki Ditang was about to ask, Mowan spoke first.

"You're his teacher? You're just a kid, too! What's that writing? Hahahaha, the handwriting is so awful! My dog ​​can write better than you!"

Kyoraku Shunsui covered his face and said, "Brother, I'm going to order a coffin for you now. I hope it's not in time!"

Chapter 99: The Most Evil Couple in Seireitei

Yamabuki Ditang showed a very gentle smile on his face: "You don't understand, this is called art."

"You dare call this thing you wrote art? My left hand can write better than yours. Young man, you should humbly accept your own shortcomings. It's not your fault that your handwriting is ugly, but it's wrong for you to show off your ugly handwriting everywhere!" Mowan reached out and patted Shanbuki Ditang's shoulder hard, laughing as he patted.

Yamabuki Ditang also laughed: "Do you like taking pictures of people so much?"

"Ah?" Mowan didn't react to what the other party meant for a moment. The next moment, Yamabuki Ditang's hand was already on his face.

Mowan had no time to resist and lost consciousness instantly.

Suddenly opening his eyes, he found himself in a very magical place. There were flowers blooming under his feet, blue sky and white clouds, and a clear stream in front of him. There was a stone tablet by the river with "Sanzu River" written on it.

On the other side of the river, a very kind old lady was waving to him.

"Isn't that my grandma, the one who hates me the most?" Mowan excitedly ran towards her. Just as he was about to cross the Sanzu River, he suddenly realized something was wrong. Didn't my grandma die hundreds of years ago? The Sanzu River? Isn't the Sanzu River where the dead go? But Soul Society is originally inhabited by the gods of death. Why would I cross the Sanzu River when I'm already dead?

Isn't this world real?

The moment I realized this was a dream, the beautiful scenery around me began to collapse, and a white light appeared right above me.

After a long time, Mowan, who was lying on the hospital bed, opened his eyes.

The clear sunlight outside was a little dazzling.

Mowan stretched out his hand to cover it.

What happened? I remember I had a conflict with someone, and then I was ambushed and accidentally slapped!

How did I end up here? Do I have Alzheimer's?

Mowan sat up from the hospital bed with great difficulty, feeling his whole body stiff, as if he had not moved for a long time.

Just at this moment, a medical staff member from the Fourth Division came in to check on him and found that Mowan had woken up. He hurriedly began to examine Mowan's body.

"Hey, kid, where the hell is this place?" Mowan suddenly came to an unfamiliar scene and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"Don't be afraid, this is the Fourth Division, a place dedicated to treatment. You were seriously injured, and we took a lot of effort to save you!" said a member of the Fourth Division calmly.

"Nonsense! Who could possibly hurt me? I'm invincible! I was just ambushed and slightly at a disadvantage!" Mowan roared, "Where's the guy who hurt me? I want to fight him one-on-one! By the way, how long was I unconscious? Is he still at get off work? That means he should still be in the office!"

The members of the Fourth Squad said in a helpless tone, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's been forty-one days since you were knocked unconscious. When you were brought here, your heart had stopped beating, your cervical vertebrae were fractured, you had a severe concussion, and your skull was cracked. It took more than forty days to heal these injuries. You are truly a freak!"

"Four...more than forty days?" Mowan swallowed with great difficulty.

I was actually knocked unconscious for more than forty days by a slap in the face!

"Impossible! I'm going out now!" Mowan roared.

"Please wait a moment, your body still needs to be checked. There may be hidden injuries in other places. Please do not struggle. This is today's medicine, please take it obediently." A member of the fourth team came over with clean water and medicine.

"Nonsense! You must be working together to deceive me! I won't be fooled so easily. Get out of here, or I will tear down this hospital! Get out!" Mowan's roar became louder and louder, and he became more and more violent.

"Please keep your voice down. There are many patients here who need to rest. Please don't be so loud..." the member of the Fourth Division said hurriedly.

At this moment, the door of the ward suddenly opened, and a woman with a gentle and kind smile on her face walked in.

"Captain..." The team members helplessly asked their captain for help.

"Patient, please be quiet!" Unohana said gently.

"Get out of here! You are all bad people, I don't trust anyone! Get out of here!" Mowan became more and more angry.

"Patient, please be quiet." Unohana spoke again.

An invisible pressure enveloped Mowan's whole body. The oppressive feeling made Mowan's roar stop abruptly. Cold sweat seeped out of his forehead, and he looked at the gentle woman in front of him with horror.

Mowan had a feeling that if he dared to produce another note from his throat, his neck would be broken.

This feeling of danger is unprecedented.

So he chose to keep his mouth shut.

"Take the medicine." Unohana said.

Mowan obediently took the medicine given by the doctor.

"First of all, please allow me to apologize for this matter." Unohana bowed slightly. "The person who hurt you was my husband. He's over two hundred years old, but sometimes he acts like a child. I've already talked to him about this matter, so please don't take it to heart."

Mowan swallowed hard.

How could such a horrible woman get married?

Simply a miracle!

Of course, he kept this in his heart and didn't dare say it out loud, otherwise he might not even have needed treatment.

"Also..." Unohana handed over a bill: "This is the cost of your forty-one days of treatment. Please settle the bill."

Mowan's expression became very strange.

"Um... didn't you just say that the person who hurt me was your husband? Won't the medical expenses be reimbursed?" Mowan said cautiously.

"The Fourth Division provides completely free treatment to the Gotei 13. From minor colds to serious illnesses, we can provide unconditional treatment. But if the person being treated is not a member of the Gotei 13, a certain amount of medical expenses must be paid. After all, our medical resources are limited. The person who injured you is indeed my husband. After you pay the medical expenses, you can take this bill to him for reimbursement. As for whether he pays for it or not, that is his problem and has nothing to do with me. So, please pay." Unohana looked at the fat sheep in front of her with a smile.

Mowan wanted to cry, he felt like he was in a black hospital.

He searched his pockets and put all his valuables there, but compared to the sky-high medical bills, it was still a drop in the bucket.

"This is all the money I have on me! Why don't we just leave it at that!" Mowan said cautiously.

Unohana narrowed her eyes. At some point, that delicate hand had already rested on the hilt of the knife. The knife, which had not been bloodthirsty for two hundred years, was ready to be unsheathed at any time.

"Wait! Wait! I... I can write an IOU, I can find a way to pay you back!" Mowan shouted.

Chapter 100: Boy, do you want to sell yourself?

Mowan left the Fourth Division with a bitter look on his face, holding the hospital bill in his hand.

He discovered that the feng shui of Soul Society was bad, and he had been unlucky ever since he came to this place.

First you meet an incredibly strong man, and then you meet a woman who refuses to reason with you.

These two people are still a family!

As the ancients said, people from the same family tend to be alike.

Let the two of you torture each other.

But where can I get the money?

He was practically penniless, and the little money he had had been taken away by Unohana as a deposit.

"Or, should I ask the person who hurt me for money? I have been lying in the hospital for such a long time, he should at least pay some medical expenses!" Mowan came to the staff department with a reasonable attitude.

The people in the General Staff Department usually work very leisurely, drinking hot tea while looking at the documents in their hands.

Even if you see Mowan breaking in, don't worry.

You know, there are two safest places in Soul Society.

One is the headquarters of the First Division of the Gotei 13.

The security there was very lax, but the most powerful Shinigami recognized by the entire Soul Society was in charge there, so no one would dare to go there and cause trouble.

The second is the General Staff.

All the Death Gods know that there is a monster in the General Staff who is so powerful that he cannot even be considered a Death God.

Therefore, the security here is usually very relaxed.

"I'm looking for your leader." Mowan said arrogantly.

The staff member who was reviewing the documents said without looking up, "Just keep going inside and you'll find the General Staff's office. Go there yourself."

Mowan was very unhappy with this attitude. I am your guest, and this is how you treat your guests?

Although he was very arrogant outside, he became cautious when he arrived at the door of Yamabuki Ditang's office. What if this bastard slapped him again? He still hadn't paid off his medical bills!

"Knock knock knock!" Mowan knocked on the door carefully.

The young man's voice came from the door.

"The door is unlocked, come in!"

Mowan then boldly opened the door and entered, and saw the young man staring at the documents in his hand with a frown.

"Awake? You're pretty strong! You're still alive after being slapped by me! I can only say that Unohana's medical skills have improved rapidly in recent times." Yamabuki Ditang said very calmly, as if what he had done before was dispensable.

"Don't tell me all this nonsense! Take a look at this first!" Mowan took out his hospital bill and said, "So much money! I can't pay it back in a hundred years! No, you must pay me. After all, it was you who hurt me! You have to be reasonable!"

"Yeah! You're right. I agree with what you said. People should be reasonable! So put this hospital bill aside first, and take a look at this!" Yamabuki Ditang handed over a bill for office maintenance.

Mowan swallowed cautiously: "Why are you handing this to me?"

"We had a fight in the office that day and the office was damaged, but I paid for the repairs myself. Do you think you should bear part of the responsibility?" asked Yamabuki Ditang.

"Ah? Are you kidding me? This is obviously your own responsibility, okay? I am the victim, the one who was beaten. You should pay for my medical expenses. Why should I pay for it? I won't do it!" Mowan shouted.

He had already made up his mind that as soon as he left this office, he would escape as quickly as possible and hide in the mountains and forests for two or three hundred years, waiting until these people had forgotten about this matter before coming out.

"Don't even think about running away! The entire Soul Society is under our control. If you dare to run away after owing money, I will mobilize the entire Soul Society to hunt you down. There are more than ten people as strong as me in the Soul Society. Ask yourself, can you escape from being hunted by so many people?" Yamabuki Ditang said with a smile.

Mowan finally realized that he had fallen into a den of thieves.

"I have no money anyway! Do whatever you want!" Mowan sat down on the ground.

"If you don't have money, you can pay with your body!" Yamabuki Ditang showed a strange smile on his face.

Mowan felt a chill all over his body, and quickly stretched out his hands to protect his chest: "What are you doing! I am a very serious man."

"I don't know whether you are serious or not, but I am not serious at all." Yamabuki Ditang showed a devilish smile on his face.

Mowan looked at the huge amount on the bill, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

"Do whatever you want, please have mercy on me!" Mowan probably never dreamed that he would suffer such humiliation.

Tears of sadness welled up in his eyes.