When Humans Are the Strongest To Reincarnate Into Dogs

Naoya's disaster has just begun.

Because the leg was crushed by the stone, and the man was stunned by the broken teeth, Naoya missed the opportunity to seek help from the monastery at the first time.

When he was able to wake up, the broken Eighty-Eight Bridge was a car with flashing police lights, and he was surrounded by people from the Tokyo Police Department, hospital paramedics, and the **** carrying a camera and shooting him. Reporter!

Naoya was angry, he just wanted to violently kill these uncivilized monkeys.

Regrettably, Naoya was already weakened by a blow from the front. He could only be lifted up by the monkey he looked down on, put on a stretcher, and sent to the ambulance. Then he lay down and covered with cloth. Hearing that the monkey said he was dead, he commented that his bald head really flashed.

Naoya has no love for a needle infusion. The monkey in the white coat shouted: "Please rest assured, we will definitely heal your legs and will not let you spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair!"

Can you stop cursing him!

Naoya glared at him, but the other party held his hand: "Please don't worry, as a man, I understand your current mood! However, the stone did not break your third leg, and it won't let you have it for the rest of your life. happiness."

Naoya: ... I have no grievances with you, why do you curse me twice?

He was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, and the Tokyo Police Department found his mobile phone at the scene and contacted the elders of the monastery family.

God knows, this is the first time Naoya was called a parent by the police!

Since the social rule of monkeys is that a real person must be present at the police station, no one can make an exception. Therefore, the patriarch of the dignified sorcerer family rushed to the police station in the middle of the night to deal with reporters in the morning and rushed to the hospital in the morning to deal with a bunch of trivial matters. As a result, I opened the door of the ward and saw that Nima's culprit's bare hair was lit up, and there was leisurely feeling lying down and sleeping!

The master of the temple was furious and almost wanted to punch someone on the spot.

"Naoya, look at the good things you have done!" The Zen Academy became a laughingstock!

In fact, the consequence is more than just a laughing stock. When the TV station began to relax the news about the collapse of the Eighty-Eight Bridge, Naoya Bald was "fortunate" to be on TV.

He was dug out, he was carried into the car, he was sent to the emergency department... just in response to the popular event on Twitter, "The General of the West defeated my brother invincible".

All of a sudden, the attention of the news soared, and the popularity of this news was just as high as Naoya was hateful. Everyone is contributing to Naoya's dark history. As soon as he opened Twitter, he was ridiculed. His emoticons were spread everywhere, even the spell world knew it.

This time is good, the monastery family is feudal and has a good face, how can a stained direct line be the master of the family.

If you choose Naoya, anyone who wants to insult the monastery can just release a black photo of this guy. I'm desperate to think about it. The photos on Twitter can't be deleted. How long Naoya will be laughed at, and how long will they be laughed at in the temple.

But who can you choose if you don't choose Naoya?

The candidates were devolved, and the only warlocks of the same generation as Naoya were twin sisters and Shire. But the twin sisters are half-skilled, and even have no curse power. The rest are either too old or insufficiently talented, and there are almost no candidates.

Who else can you pick?

No, Shier had a son named Fu Heihui, who not only inherited the ten shadow method of the Buddhist temple, but also a student of Wujou. I heard that the talent is great, the strength is good, and the reputation is good. If you hand over the monastery to him...

In the ward, the master of the temple told Naoya: "The master of the house will not be you."

Naoya pupil earthquake: "What did you say!"

"You know the reason." The Patriarch said, "The temple family can't afford to lose this face. You quickly find a woman to marry and give birth to an heir. If your heir talent is good, you can consider him."

Naoya:...

The young master's position was suddenly reduced from the reserve of the Patriarch to the breeding pig of the family. He couldn't stand this grievance!

But worse things are still to come. Naoya who got the phone accidentally clicked on Twitter. After that, he sat on the hospital bed like a wooden man, motionless.

"Watching the news, this scumbag is unexpectedly good-looking, but watching his Twitter, it's really a bullshit!"

"The stinky deep-bowed young master, but blows his brother all the time."

"Upstairs gave me new inspiration. Throughout his Twitter, his brother seems to be a very wild and presentable man. It's a bit of a touch. The next book is "On the Wild Boss "How to Get the Heart of a Deep Boudoir" is ready."

"Stop it! You are too poisonous in your brain and too hot in your eyes!"

After a long while, Naoya turned off the phone. He folded his hands on his abdomen and lay down peacefully.

Social death made Naoya unable to close his eyes, staring at the ceiling until dark and then dawn. The most amazing thing is that his mobile phone is full of greetings from all parties, but whether it is good intentions or malicious, it is the ridicule of cousin or the scolding of family members, it is hard to give the slightest reply.

The other party can't even think of his son, how can he think of a Naoya? And horse racing is far more important than watching Twitter. As long as the money for horse racing is in place, even beautiful women won’t even look at it.

Naoya lay down at home into the glass and entered the ward.

Jiarui Glass is a beautiful, decadent and world-weary imperial sister, and one of the best treatments for reversal surgery. She was once a teammate of Gojo Go and Xia Youjie, but because they couldn't stand the verbosity of those two guys, she spent most of the time alone.

Naoya: "Oh, glass, come to see me for a joke?"

Glass: "Someone paid a sum of money for me to heal you, and asked me to bring you a message. If you don't want to be beaten again, go to repair the Eighty-Eight Bridge when your legs are good."

"I forgot to tell you that the supervisor is Wujo Enlightenment, you can't run away."

Naoya:...

Somehow his life has become so that he can see his head at a glance?

...

On Sunday, Naoya was working hard to repair the bridge. Enichi and Sasumaru put on yukatas, each carrying three knives and evil views to go out to see the fireworks display in Akihabara.

It was night, men, women and children were walking on the street, the whole long street was shrouded in lights, it looked prosperous and beautiful.

Sitting on Yuanyi’s shoulders is Mingjia, and Sashengmaru is adorned with evil views. The two pass by the crowd just like in the Warring States period, but the difference is that today's Sashengmaru will slow down and wait for a while. A strenuous follower.

Fate 1: "Sit down for a while, brother."

The killing pill nodded.

They entered a sushi restaurant with few people due to high fees, but it happened to meet the needs of the two brothers.

Sit down in the store, Xie Jian let out a long sigh of relief. Not long after, Yuan Yi puts the menu in front of Xie Jian and let him choose by himself.

It's just that he always obeyed his duty as an entourage whenever he was wrong. He followed the two brothers for hundreds of years. His affection for them was not that his family was better than his family. As an old man, he chose the food that the two brothers usually prefer.

"Salmon, tuna, wagyu, juice..."

Shashengwan didn't say anything, just checked something suitable for evil views. Mingjia doesn't pick his mouth, and can be full by sucking some juice from the last fruit. The evil view happily gnawed his hand and burped in a short time.

The taste of the little monster has changed from a preference for meat to a preference for vegetables. The sushi that moves is salmon, and the food is also vegetable salad. It seems that in the future, he and his brother will have to add something light to the meal.

Yuan Yi: "I heard that there is a playground near Akihabara, I want to go and see it."

Shashengwan: "It's up to you."

Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the place to play, Yuan had a Mingjia on his shoulder, and by the way, he abducted evil views, got on the Ferris wheel, and took the roller coaster. The two little monsters were frightened, but they also had fun, especially when the Ferris wheel sat at the highest point, Xie Jian was crying out of the window.

"The wrong view is sad and happy." The little monster twitched his nose.

For hundreds of years, he has been looking up at the back of Sesei Maru to live. The adults of his family never stopped pursuing dominance, and never looked back at the little monsters behind him.

Every day, every year, evil views are actively following him and praising him. Whether he is disliked or stepped on, he is willing to be a stepping stone at the feet of the hegemon, and he is willing to be a grass beside the hegemon.

He thought that he would never get a response from his master.

But he didn't want to one day, his family did not dislike his short stature and was ashamed of taking him out. Not only would he slow down and wait for him, but he would also let him eat at the same table.

But now, his sire just stood in the crowd with his hands in his hands, calmly watching the Ferris wheel slowly rise to the highest point. For the first time, the adult "looked up" to him to leave, and then patiently waited for him to come down.

This feeling……

It was like an iceberg that had been heated up by him for five hundred years, making the evil view beyond joy, but it was full of melancholy.

He witnessed with his own eyes how Sasheng Maru went from being a big monster to being overlord, and how from being cruel to being merciful. He really wanted to follow him until the end of time. Unfortunately, he was just a little monster and was destined to not be able to serve his master forever.

It's just enough.

His life is like this Ferris wheel rising to the top, enough.

Yuan smiled and dropped his hand, touching Xie Jian's head: "Don't cry, you can smell it on your brother's nose."

How did Mingjia start crying: "I don't know why, I really want to cry when I see the two young masters walking from before to now! I didn't expect me to be taken by the two young masters to play games during my lifetime. I, I am so happy!"

Xie Jian suddenly cried more miserably.

Fate 1:...

When he walked off the Ferris wheel with the two little demons, Sashengwan frowned: "Can you cry at this height?"

Yuan Yi was helpless: "Brother, they are all old, don't be too harsh."

Shisheng Maru was silent, but Yuan took two little monsters to ride the roller coaster again and again. He obviously didn't agree with him: "Don't be fooling around, Inuyasha, you don't need to take them if you want to play."

Misconception: "Samaru-sama, please let me try the roller coaster. Misconception wants to know why humans like it so much?"

Shashengwan looked down: "It's up to you."

They finished the roller coaster, hit the balloon with their rifles, and fished for goldfish to play the loop. When the night darkened, countless heavy fireworks rose from outside, exploding a splendid scene in the sky.

The wind blows, with the smell of fireworks.

Around them are cheering human beings, and more of them are young people holding mobile phone videos. The child was held, the video was framed, and Xie Jian was picked up by Yuan and put it on his shoulder, allowing the other party to see the brightest scenery.

The simplest happiness in the world is nothing more than this. It is the reunion under the night and the warmth in the fireworks.

Whether it is humans or monsters, there is no difference at this moment. They looked at the splendid scene of human weaving, and realized the various states of human beings, joy, satisfaction, and joy, everything will become the cornerstone of filling the soul.

The demon life is long and has no end. But many memories are worth chewing repeatedly and accompany them to the end.

The blooming fireworks were reflected in the eyes of Xie Jian, and he murmured: "It's so beautiful!"

He thought that even in the next life, he would remember this day.

The author has something to say: PS: Fate 1: Even in the next life, I will remember my brother's chestnut!

Spirit King: I'm sorry, I dare not let you have the next life, so live.

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