I sell fish in the human world, and my crow urges me to kill gods every day! I find it troublesome and just want to lie down. Until the wedding day of the couple, the crow couldn't bear it anymore and took away my fish-killing knife.
At the same time, the brothel oiran (nine-tailed fox) in the next town asked someone to send a message: "Master, if you don't take action, I will personally come to comb your hair and change your clothes to help you ascend the throne."
The blind fortune teller on the street corner (the Ancient Dragon King) closed his stall and said: "Today's predictions are very bad and it is time to destroy the family. My coffin... Well, the celebration banquet is ready."
The new teacher in the village (the Lord of the Netherworld) silently placed "One Hundred Elegant Ways to Kill Gods" on my fish stall: "Master, could you please refer to it?"
Me: "..."
Seeing that my teahouse storyteller, coffin shop owner, and tavern dancer could hardly hold themselves back, they wanted to form a group to perform "killing gods on the spot" in front of my fish stall.
I had no choice but to pick up the knife and smile helplessly at the stunned gods in the hall: "I'm sorry, there are many children at home, and they are quite curly. It's ridiculous."
When I chopped up the Lingxiao Palace with one strike, the crow turned back into the silence itself that destroyed the ancient times, and said quietly: "Master, next time you start work, can you not make me wait so long?"
