[Comprehensive Comic] Shenzi Tomie is not doing his job properly

As Xuemei's demonic power rioted, she also broke away from her human skin and revealed herself as a demon.

Gray-brown feathers slowly emerged from the exposed areas of the skin, and the evil spirit that had been hidden began to leak out.

The horse was frightened, dropped the human on its back, and ran away alone.

Only the fat boy, probably because of his weight advantage, sat firmly on the horse and was led away.

The three people who fell to the ground looked at Xuemei who was still changing in horror.

Fu Jiang jumped up anxiously and hugged her sword-holding hand. "Xuemei, don't be like this, calm down."

The aura on Xuemei's body was violent, and Fu Jiang was afraid of hurting her and did not dare to use his power at will.

"what!"

Along with Xuemei's scream, the magic weapon that restrained her fell apart, and Fu Jiang hanging on her body was also ejected.

Xuemei completely went berserk.

The feathers on her body grew rapidly, and as her head was raised high, a bird-shaped mask moved forward from the back of her head. When her head returned to the correct position, the mask was just covering her face.

"Monster! It's a monster!"

"Why are there monsters here!"

"The Son of God actually raises monsters!"

The teenagers yelled and trembled in panic, but they didn't even have the strength to stand up and run away.

Xuemei struck at the three of them with her sword. The air in front of her suddenly solidified and cracks appeared. It was the barrier that stopped her.

"I can't even run." Fu Jiang couldn't help but roll his eyes at them.

He pressed his right hand on his still aching shoulder, raised his left hand with difficulty, and continued to cast a barrier on the three people's positions.

Since Xuemei was sent to him, the shrine has begun to grab his barrier technique, which can be regarded as an ability that can be used as well as illusion.

Xuemei's sword struck down again.

Fu Jiang suddenly withdrew his strength, but Xuemei's sword stopped.

In her sight, there were three two or three-year-old children slumped on the ground, who were young and weak.

"Child?" The sword in her hand fell off.

Fu Jiang walked over slowly.

He used a barrier to stop Xuemei first, and then set up illusions behind the barrier. He took a gamble and gambled on the instinct of the monster that was now gradually named Guhuotiao.

Tomi Jiang stood in front of the three people and made a gesture, indicating that they should go first. The trouser leg was suddenly pulled.

Fu Jiang turned around in surprise.

The boy who followed him grabbed his trouser legs, his face already muddy with tears and nose.

"Help, help us."

The illusion was flawless due to this momentary shift in attention.

"You lied to me, this is not a child!" Xuemei screamed, and the long sword that landed on the ground leaped from the ground into her hand, and passed across Fu Jiang's body.

The red demonic aura suddenly appeared, and Fu Jiang covered his separated throat, and blood slipped from his fingers drop by drop.

"Ah!" The three losers behind finally screamed and ran away.

The spiritual power was mobilized and rushed towards the wound crazily, and the wound healed quickly with the help of power aided by Tomie Kawakami's physique.

The demonic energy from the bell given to him by Shuten Doji blocked Xuemei's sword. His windpipe was not touched, and the sword only cut a little flesh.

"It hurts so much." Wanwan shouted to Xuemei in a crying tone.

With the three oil bottles gone, he could test it as much as he wanted. At least he had the ability to escape.

Xuemei was shocked by his cry, but she didn't put down the sword because she had been deceived just now.

Tomi Jiang put down his hands, his hands were covered with blood, and there was also a lot of blood on the ground.

"It really hurts." Fu Jiang stretched out his hand to Xuemei.

The banshee was attracted by the blood, and finally dropped the long sword in her hand and approached little by little.

Her eyes were already bloodshot. She knelt in front of Fu Jiang, held his hands, shook them and wiped them clean with her sleeves. Then he tore open his clothes and wrapped the area where he had just been whipped with a riding crop.

The words Xuemei struggled to spit out were: "It hurts... fly away."

Fu Jiang looked at her in surprise and called tentatively: "Xuemei."

As usual there was no response.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Xuemei still coaxed him, resisting her instinct as a monster to bandage him.

Fu Jiang's brain was racing, and he intuitively felt that now was the chance for Xuemei to admit her name.

Fu Jiang looked at her worried side face and subconsciously shouted: "Xuemei...Mom?"

"I'm here."

Respond without pause.

Fu Jiang's eyes widened, she actually admitted it at this moment?

The redness in Xuemei's eyes had subsided, and she was even full of surprise. She held Fu Jiang's shoulders and coaxed with a hard smile: "Scream again."

The shimmering golden technique suddenly pressed on Xuemei, and Fu Jiang watched her being pressed into dust before his eyes.

Tomie turned around, but before he could see clearly, he was already picked up by the miko who arrived and carried away from where he was just now.

"It's this monster that suddenly attacked us!" The fat boy pointed at Xuemei on the ground and shouted loudly.

Tomie finally struggled to get his head out of the miko's arms, and looked over her shoulder to see that the three teenagers who had just escaped were surrounded by onmyojis and guards, looking at them from a distance.

The boy who followed him was even crying.

"We can't keep this kind of monster!" The noble warrior who came with him drew his sword and approached Xuemei, and raised his sword to chop it down.

"No!" Fujiang shouted! He stretched out his hand to create a barrier to protect Xuemei's head.

The samurai's sword was deflected.

"What are you doing?" The miko holding him panicked and stretched out her hand to press down Tomie's arm that maintained the technique. But he was hit by the sudden surge of spiritual power in Fu Jiang's body, and he let go of Fu Jiang for a moment because of the pain.

Fu Jiang got up and stumbled back to Xuemei, blocking her tightly.

He stared at the warrior, and no matter how angry he was, he could only yell: "She is mine!"

"Is the Son of God protecting the monster?" The samurai smiled and used his momentum to suppress Tomie.

"What's going on? Why is there such a quarrel?" Yuan Boya, the organizer of this hunt, finally arrived belatedly.

The warrior sneered and shouted as if he wanted everyone to hear: "The noble Son of God wants to protect the monster that hurts people."

He had already communicated with the fat boy on the way here, and he knew that a few boys were disrespectful to the Son of God first, and even attacked the Son of God, causing the shikigami who protected the Son of God to go berserk.

It is normal for capable people to secretly raise a few shikigami, who are essentially monsters. It is normal for riots and accidents to occur due to the guardianship.

This matter was technically their responsibility, but he wasn't prepared to admit it.

That's why he wanted to kill the shikigami as soon as he came. As long as he died, he would be a monster.

But unexpectedly, the young Shenzi can already use magic.

But it doesn't matter, Shenzi is still young and can be bullied. As long as he is forced to admit that he is either a shikigami or a monster, everything can be dealt with.

The Fujiwara family still has the energy to refer to deer as horses.

"The situation is still unclear. Just say that the Son of God is shielding the monster. What is going on?" Yuan Boya stood in front of Tomie. With his straightforward personality, he subconsciously defended his friends first.

The Fujiwara family can now be said to be able to rule the sky with one hand, but in such a public place, the current Genji cannot show disrespect towards the former royal family.

Facing the boy who was much younger than him, the samurai lowered his head obediently, and was about to explain according to the words he had prepared, when the slightly crying voice of Shenzi sounded first.

"The four of them wanted to take off my mask by force. They said Xuemei was a beauty and they wanted to take me away by force. They also beat me with a riding crop and a long bow."

Fujiang raised his left hand that he had deliberately not allowed to recover until now. Under the messy bandage, some red and swollen scars and traces of dried blood were exposed. This was extremely shocking when it appeared on a pair of white and tender hands.

Although there were no wounds on the exposed neck, there were large areas of bloodstains down the skirt.

Yuan Boya held his hand and examined it carefully.

The witch priestesses also immediately gathered around.

One of the miko saw Tomie's men and blurted out subconsciously: "Did they all do this?"

Fujiang hugged Yuan Boya's legs, put his head on his body, and made several sounds similar to crying.

He knows very well who can hold down the situation now.

He also remembered that Hoshikuma Doji had taught him that sometimes leaving something unsaid would be more effective than saying it.

The samurai of the Fujiwara family and the four young men immediately received the angry gazes of Minamoto Boya and the clergy present.

"Are you going to say that we were the one who attacked you without any proof?" The warrior said very harshly. Seeing Yuan Boya want to speak, he immediately added consciously: "It's useless even for whip marks. There are many identical whips in the world."

Tomie, whose head was still resting on Yuan Boya's trouser legs, reminded him of this self-violence in a muffled voice: "I didn't even say it was a whip. How could he know about it?"

Although the Onmyoji who came with him didn't show it clearly, he probably expressed the same meaning in his eyes.

Normally, the priests might compromise because of the power of the Fujiwara family, but now the son of God, who represents the possible rise of Shinto, has been hurt by this.

Moreover, when the Son of God came to the world, the gods repeatedly emphasized that he should feel the truth, goodness and beauty of the world. If the Son of God was really bullied this time, it would undoubtedly be against the orders of the gods.

For clergy, divine power is greater than royal power.

The highest-ranking priest who came with us today proposed in a deep voice: "Since both sides disagree on whether they have harmed the Son of God, why not let us hold a ceremony and both parties swear an oath in front of the God's throne. Those who deceive the gods will naturally You will be punished by the gods.”

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Fujiwara Samurai's forehead.

Regardless of whether they are in awe of ghosts and gods in private, at least no one dares to lie in front of the statues. After all, this is Heianjing where humans and ghosts coexist.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and raised his voice to strengthen his lack of confidence: "What we are talking about now is not whether the Son of God has been attacked, but how your shrine dares to raise monsters around the Son of God!"

‘Ah, I changed my mind. I don’t dare to say that I’m harboring monsters. ’ Fu Jiang secretly glanced at him from behind Yuan Boya. His heart was filled with contempt: ‘Ah, you spineless sir. ’

"That is a shikigami used to protect and take care of the Son of God after it is tamed!" The priest knew very well that if he admitted that the monster kneeling on the ground was an untamed monster. Then the main person responsible for this problem will become God.

Kamobetsu Raijin Shrine will probably lose the guardianship of the divine son as a result.

Although the Son of God is the Son of God of the entire Shinto religion, it is obvious that whichever shrine he belongs to now will bring more benefits to that shrine.

"This shikigami belongs to Shenzi. He went berserk because Shenzi was attacked." The priest glanced regretfully at Xuemei, who was lying quietly on the ground and seemed to have regained consciousness. "Shenzi is young and does not have the consciousness to properly control shikigami. , that’s why we couldn’t control the shikigami’s rampage in time.”

Fu Jiang nodded slowly, he understood. What this priest means is to firmly throw the big pot to the other party, and then ask himself to help carry a little bit of the smaller pot. It's not a big problem, it can be solved.

"We will kill this shikigami and replace it with a more docile shikigami for the son of God."

What he means is that everyone takes a step back.

"No!" Fu Jiang didn't understand the game between them, but he understood the meaning.

He ran out from behind Yuan Boya and stood in front of Xuemei. He just acted to protect Xuemei, how could he be killed at will by them.

"Ha, how can it be so easy to kill? It's obvious that this monster suddenly broke out and hurt people, you can't just say that he is a shikigami." The samurai of the Fujiwara family couldn't agree. It seemed that the shrine had taken a step back, but in fact it was still Make them bear the crime of harming the Son of God.

"Take the Son of God away." The priest ordered the witch beside him.

The miko approached, but was intimidated by the surging spiritual energy on Tomie's body and did not dare to get close.

"Please don't do this." The witches begged softly.

"Tomie, we have discussed it before. You feel the same way, don't you? If you refuse to communicate like this, nothing will be solved, right?" Yuan Boya held down the miko next to him and approached Tomie himself.

"No!" Tomie shook his head and pointed at Samurai Fujiwara, "This man just wants to shirk responsibility."

He pointed to his own priest. "He just wants to put the matter to rest."

Finally, he pointed at the three teenagers who were still squatting behind: "It's obviously them who did the wrong thing, why should others bear the consequences!"

The priest panicked. He thought his actions were fulfilling the god's commission, but he didn't expect that the god's son would still question it.

It was also difficult for Yuan Boya to face Fu Jiang's questioning. He was simple, but he didn't understand these things, but if he was asked to explain these interests to a child, he couldn't do it.

The reason why the Fujiwara family didn't speak was just because they were yelled at by a child in public and were so angry that they couldn't speak.

"Hahahaha!" One of the Onmyoji suddenly laughed.

Everyone looked over in confusion. What idiot can laugh at a time like this?

The man who could still be called a charming man was not embarrassed when he noticed that he had attracted everyone's attention, and even laughed louder.

"Tadayuki!" The colleague next to him pulled his sleeve, trying to stop him from continuing such eye-catching behavior.

"Sorry, sorry." He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from his eyes.

His gesture undoubtedly diluted the tense atmosphere at the scene.

"What's so funny?" Samurai Fujiwara gritted his teeth.

"I just feel that the way Shinto and Onmyodo treat shikigami are really different." He explained with a smile.

"Since he is the shikigami of the Son of God, wouldn't it be better for the Son of God to punish him in public? Why should he pass over him and kill him?"

After saying this, Shinto became nervous.

The monster placed next to Shenzi was not anyone's shikigami, but was suppressed by the shrine with a special magical weapon, and now the magical weapon was damaged by her breaking free.

The man slowly walked in and stood next to Fujiwara's samurai. After being able to observe Xuemei's condition, he smiled and said: "Perhaps the divine son can show a strong binding force on the shikigami, so Fujiwara-sama can rest assured." ."

The priest understood at this moment that he found that there was no contract on the banshee.

The samurai of the Fujiwara family seemed to have found a weak spot under the man's prompting, and shouted triumphantly: "Why don't you let Shenzi make a contract with this monster in public? If your shrine insists that it is Shenzi's shikigami, then the agreement will also be binding. How about a weak Type 1 contract, standing in front of the public, and a Type 3 contract?"

There are three types of contracts for shikigami. The first type of contract is a contract in which both parties are relatively equal. It is a bit like the employment model. The shikigami is still free and can run around the world. When the master dies, the shikigami will be free. .

Of course, because the binding force on the shikigami is not strong, it is often a contract that is very easy to break away from.

The second type of contract is also an equal contract. The lifespan and power of the person and the shikigami are all shared, and injuries to both parties will be fed back to the other party.

It can be said that they support each other but also implicate each other. The conditions for conclusion are very high. Both parties need to reach a common will. The same conditions apply for cancellation.

It is said that most of them are used when shemales are in love.

The third category is a completely unequal contract with monsters. The conclusion is successful, and the master controls the life and death of the shikigami. Breaking away from the contract may cause the shikigami's soul to be burned, so there is no escape case yet. The master can even directly transfer it to the shikigami when it is injured, and the master does not take the initiative to terminate the contract. Shikigami are even forced to die when their master dies.

However, such a contract can also be transferred. Most people who can use such shikigami will pass the contract to their younger generations when their life span is about to end.

The third type of contract is completely biased towards humans and is too cruel to monsters.

No monster would agree.

The Fujiwara samurai's proposal was to make Xuemei run rampant in public and crush her to death because of her status as a youkai.

The priest is also extremely anxious. The current situation is a dead end.

Fujiang gritted his teeth and felt powerless for the first time. He was coaxed by "Sir Son of God" one after another and couldn't find Bei. In fact, it doesn't even have the ability to protect.

"If this monster doesn't want it, and the Son of God doesn't have the strength to suppress it, why don't we kill it on your behalf." The warrior of the Fujiwara family laughed loudly. He had gradually forgotten his original purpose, and now he was simply targeting Xuemei. .

"I am willing."