The evil god seizes the house, I will fail

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Ji Zhenling nodded slightly, and introduced: "This is my parents, and my younger brother."

Ji Zhisen and Liu Erma said with a smile: "Student Yingman, long time no see."

Yingman Qihai met the family of her best friend. Seeing this ordinary couple and the handsome young man, they greeted each other with sweet smiles and took out a lot of small gifts from the car.

Coaxed the couple to be elated.

Ji Yan coughed twice, and also pretended to say hello.

Yingman Qihai was originally not interested in this troublesome younger brother, but when she unconsciously looked at the boy, her heart trembled inexplicably, and her legs felt a little weak.

"what happened?"

Her heart beat inexplicably faster, and she muttered to herself: "There is always an inexplicable feeling, this is just an ordinary little boy, I must be thinking too much..."

Ji Yan could only smile silently, the silly girl really didn't recognize him.

But if her beast-like ability continued to strengthen, she might be able to recognize him from his smell.

But that was a long time later.

"Okay, I'll take you in first."

Yingman Qihai jumped out of the car, and suddenly her feet went limp.

She ouched and couldn't help frowning.

Ji Zhenling hurriedly supported her and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yingman Qihai adjusted his sunglasses, forced a smile, and quickly explained: "It's all right, I accidentally hurt it when I was practicing yesterday..."

However, for some reason, a blush appeared on her cheeks.

Ji Maling looked at her suspiciously, without thinking much.

But this kind of lie is vulnerable in the eyes of the real culprit.

Ji Yan could tell at a glance that her legs were weak again, because when he was at the lover's hotel yesterday, in order to test the degree of her animalization, he deliberately beat her with a whip for several hours.

The ability of bestiality and carnival transformed all these pains into pleasure.

The effect was very good, and it directly made her lose her mind.

At the end, Ji Yan had a whim and tried to condense a whip with black mud, and with the minimum energy output, he whipped her a little bit.

He swears that he really didn't have any nasty thoughts at the time.

But in the end, the woman became dehydrated on the spot and passed out... "Over there is the Kendo Hall, the site of our ancient martial arts department, and the dormitory is behind it."

"Maaya is from the witchcraft department, next door to our academy."

"Since the Church of the Holy Church made a more systematic characterization of transcendents ten years ago, now there are only four departments in Jingxuan Mansion, the Department of Ancient Martial Arts, the Department of Conjuration, the Department of Defense, and the Department of Order."

Yingman Qihai wore sunglasses, and introduced as he walked: "After today, Maaya and I will be second-year students, and we have to go to the Dragon Triangle Sea Area to participate in the internship assessment, and we will be more and more busy in the future."

"There are so many supernatural beings in one college, can you handle it?" Ji Zhisen was smoking a cigarette. He was curious when he came to this college for the first time.

"Actually, because of the covenants signed between the Holy Church and various countries, extraordinary people are not allowed to use mystic arts in their daily life, and they are no different from ordinary people." Ji Zhenling said lightly.

"Let's just say, if there's a fight, isn't it going to be a mess?" Erma Liu complained.

"Fighting requires deducting credits. Credits are a very important thing in the academy. Whether it is exchanging materials, studying profound arts, or applying for alchemy equipment, credits must be used."

Ji Maaya explained.

Ji Yan deeply agrees with this. When playing games in the past, there were a few lines to study at Jingxuanfu Academy, and they needed to keep doing tasks to exchange credits, and a few livers were not enough.

This college, which has only been established for decades, has an extremely strong Japanese style. In addition to the main road extending in all directions, the courtyards of the wooden houses are well arranged, and the winding and quiet mountain roads are hidden behind the dense bushes. The red torii gate stands in the At the end of the line of sight, there is an ancient shrine behind.

The boulevard is full of pedestrians, all holding signs and lanterns.

Ji Yan observed along the way, fortunately, they were all normal people.

There were no monsters infected by the dark breath.

"The worship ceremony is held at Tenzumo Shrine. This group of people is rushing up the mountain. We have to hurry up later, and we won't be able to squeeze in any later." Yingman Nanami reminded.

"Shen Shen..."

Ji Yan pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked: "What kind of god is participating?"

Yingman Qihai was stunned for a moment, she didn't know why, every time she saw this boy, her heart trembled for no reason, she faltered and said for a long time: "It should be Izanagi and Izanami, right? Pray to the gods Blessings, dispelling disasters."

Ah, that's really useless.

Ji Yan is very clear that there are only seven existing gods in this world. As for the myths of Fusang Island and the gods in the myths of various countries, most of them are deified or fabricated by people.

The so-called Izanagi Ming and Izanami Mei are at most the eighth or ninth rank extraordinary in real history, and they are not even as good as the Yamata no Orochi who is about to wake up.

"When you go to worship the gods later, you have to wash your hands and purify your heart. The process is relatively cumbersome, so just follow us. Our position is relatively front, so remember not to talk nonsense."

Ji Maling glanced at him: "It's rare to see the holy maiden, are you looking forward to it? If anyone in Fusang can restore your soul source, she should be the only one."

Ji Yan thought to himself, what is there to look forward to, I am still waiting for that woman to come to see me.

Just as he stepped onto the mountain path, a throbbing suddenly came from the depths of his consciousness.

In the dark abyss, several soul fires trembled.

On the mountain road, there is a gazebo hidden in the bushes.

Erin Arisukawa put down her teacup and looked at the sea of people at the foot of the mountain.

Those cheering signs, blinking light sticks, and even wreaths!

What do these people want to do?

A black line appeared on the plain white forehead.

"Eirin, these are all devout believers who came here for you."

The old priest smiled and said, "How do you feel?"

Erin Arisukawa frowned, and said displeasedly: "It's not that good. I just happened to be born in the Yaki Shrine, and I inherited the blood of my ancestors, which is enough to shoulder the mission of Tsukiyomi. It's just that I have solved several alien disasters. There's no need to worship me, and I don't want to."

The old priest shook his head and sighed, "They will be sad when they hear it."

"If the teacher's photo was circulated wildly on the Internet, made into various emoticons, or printed on the support board, or even turned into a fanbook, you would not think so."

Erin Arisukawa said coldly: "At this time, I have to be thankful for my identity. Fortunately, those unscrupulous manufacturers dare not mess around, otherwise wouldn't there be r18 books? I am afraid that my photo will also be taken as a gift by nerds." Use it as material, make it into a human-shaped pillow, right?"

The old priest laughed a few times: "They are not interested in an old man like me."

Erin Arisukawa snorted softly.

"By the way, they don't have the guts to draw your r18 fanbook, but the humanoid pillow has already been made, and I saw it in some peripheral stores on the way here."

Seeing that she was about to become black, the old priest hurriedly said: "But don't worry, the merchant is not that crazy. It is a limited edition, and only women are allowed to buy it, and it is not allowed to transfer or resell. It will be illegal. Secondly, you My female fans probably wouldn't do this kind of thing."

Arisukawa Erin's glacier-like expression eased a little, and he sulked while drinking tea.

This group of merchants really want to make money.

How dare you use her for consumption.

Are you tired of living?

The old priest continued: "In recent years, the people of Fusang have had a hard time, and the road for our Yaqi Shrine has become more and more difficult. We all know that you are under a lot of pressure."

He paused: "Let the matter of the god sacrifice be handled by the following families. Principal Pompey will come forward later, and some members of the United Illuminati will take this opportunity to announce the exploration plan for the Dragon Triangle Sea Area , to appease the people."

Erin Arisukawa hummed: "Principal Pompey is out?"

"Yes."

The old priest said: "I left the customs two months ago, and it is said that I have broken through to the seventh level."

Arisukawa Erin raised her beautiful eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

"By the way, a member of the Illuminati has admired you for a long time. He is a very famous warrior in Europe, the knight known as the red lotus. Do you want to meet?" the old priest asked gently.

In Tokyo, there are three major forces on the surface.

Yaki Shrine.

Jingxuan Mansion.

and the Holy Church.

The Illuminati is the demon hunter organization to which the Templar Church belongs.

"What does the Illuminati want to do?"

Erin Arisukawa asked impatiently, "Want to reach out to Yaki Shrine again?"

What she hates most is politics.

"The Illuminati are only responsible for fighting, not politicians."

The old priest explained: "It should be a personal request."

Arisukawa Erin became vigilant: "Is that Missing Riga? No see!"

In her opinion, approaching her is nothing more than two purposes, the first is power, and the second is beauty.As a house girl living in a deep mountain and old forest, she has been an experienced Internet user a long time ago, and is active in various forums, so she knows all about men's tricks.

Have a meal?

You want to date me.

See a movie?

You want to date me.

Going to the aquarium?

You still miss me.

No matter how many various requests there are, they all have this purpose in the end.

With a dark face, the old priest knocked on the table: "Pay attention to the words! And she is an elegant woman, most likely just want to discuss the belief with you!"

Arisukawa Erin is still vigilant: "Women can also have unreasonable thoughts!"

The old priest: "..."

He got up, patted the girl's skinny shoulders, and said comfortingly: "Hui Lin, it's getting late, prepare well, I will wrong you later to go through the motions, and I need to use your ability, Go find out if there are heretics lurking here."

After all, it was the first time that Jingxuanfu Academy had gathered so many foreigners.

Citizens of Tokyo were also invited openly for this worship.

The reason why there was no security check was because there was a holy witch sitting in charge.

With her around, all potential dangers can be sensed in an instant.

Arisukawa Erin snorted a few times, but said nothing.

After a while, she looked towards the shrine under the gazebo and saw those ancient sculptures and altars, and she flashed a hint of disgust: "What's the use of worshiping gods? If worshiping those illusory bullshit gods can keep this group of people alive , I can pray hundreds of times a day, but is it really useful?"

The old priest was speechless.

The girl in front of me is probably the most impious Tsukiyomi in the history of Yaqi Shrine.

But it is also the most talented Tsukuyomi.

That's the character, it's really a bit...

"Worshiping gods is really boring. It's better to worship evil gods."

Of course, this cannot be said on the face of it.

Erin Arisukawa closed her eyes, letting go of her perception.

For a moment, Yueyomi's will came to the ground like a storm, shattering everything and sweeping into the depths of his mind.

She analyzed them one by one with absolute rationality.

After a while, she opened her eyes with an indifferent expression.

"how?"

asked the old priest.