[Comprehensive] Playing off again

"anyone there?"

Elan paused for a while, and raised his voice to himself, "I'll just come in if there's no one else."

Completely superfluous behavior.

According to what Qingming said, after he went out, only Xiaobai, Ibaraki Baidanzi and the magic frog were left in this space. Elan only found traces of turning over the land in the yard. It is estimated that there may be a "hibernating" magic frog underneath Frog, but Xiaobai, Ibaraki and Ibaraki Qiu were not there. Obviously, it was time for the wind on the [-]th and went outside to play.

Unfortunately.

Elan sighed, and quickly found a new pleasure - carefully looking through the wooden house in front of him, looking for clues.

The speed of time flow in this space is different from that of the outside world.

So, after Qingming went out, what changed?

The god with a weak concept of privacy just asked a symbolic question, then opened the door and entered the detective mode.

The room with fox fur is undoubtedly Xiaobai's; the room with ball hair belongs to Ibaraki and Baituanzi, but I don't know how many white balls there are on Ibaraki's side; There were no clues left on the floor.

Elan finds the answer in the courtyard.

Next to the startling deer is a small pond. The growth of the grass near the pond is slightly different from the surrounding ones, as if naughty fish often play in the pond, splashing water on it to provide nutrients for the green grass.

In terms of fish, it should be Ebisu and his goldfish.

The dark pupils looked at the clear water in front of them. Driven by a certain force, the water flowed in a column shape, like a fountain. The sunken land that was originally filled with water was revealed, and a gold coin flew out of the wet soil and landed in the water. After turning around, the glitter fell into Elan's hands.

Ebisu's position among Japan's 800 million gods is the god of wealth.

Elan turned the fine gold coin, his eyes were deep, and he let go of his strength a little.

"boom!"

The gushing water fell into the pond, rippling high waves, and soon calmed down, and in the eyes of the dark god, various scenes emerged.

The first is "past".

The deserted, still space, without any living life, everything is like a painting that has been completed long ago, the painter will no longer pick up the pen, and there will be no changes here.But the change happened.The picture is undulating, as if there is rainwater falling on it and smearing wet spots. The corresponding time here is when Tamamo was in the crack of time and space.Then, the ups and downs calmed down, and there was an onmyoji and a few monsters in the space.

Their every move, every word and deed flowed quickly, and then, the Onmyoji left, and another monster—or god, joined the scroll, and after that, it was pitch black.

The "future" that was supposed to emerge became impossible to pry into due to the participation of the Dark God himself, and fell into darkness.

"Ugh."

Elan sighed long, and lay down on the grass sullenly.

For the gods, there is nothing in this world that can threaten him, so he can use a lot of power to suppress his own origin... Yes, "time" has gradually merged into "darkness", converging to become his own. Even if you try to prolong or even reverse this process, it will have little effect.

After all, that is "time".

If you let yourself go and don't restrain yourself, you can see through this small still space at a glance. Even in the outside world, it is very easy to know the past and future of anything.

This may be the ability that many people dream of, but for Elan, it is the worst news among bad news.

Seeing the trajectory of the future, why surprise?

A pool of stagnant water will rot sooner or later.

How to save yourself?

Rewind back to the time when the source of time has not yet been obtained?No, to go to that node, you need to rely on the power of time itself.If you want to break it clean... there is no way at all.Elan sat up, pulled out the nearby grass unconsciously with his fingers, and began to think about how he got this source before.

Everything looked so natural, there seemed to be no trace of deliberate temptation, especially... At that time, he didn't know that he had a previous life.

"Wisdom" makes the unknown disappear, and "time" also leads him to the dead zone.

As fate would have it.

Can the gods control their own destiny?

It's just a joke.

Needless to say, there are 800 million gods in Japan, even at the level of Elan and Phil, there is still chaos above them.

Chaos is not a living body. If you want to define it, it is a rule that is always running and maintaining balance. The will of the planet and the world is ignorant and wise, affectionate and ruthless. Elan has always had a kind of confrontation with Chaos. Mother's feelings, natural longing and admiration.

That being the case, of course the problem is not from Chaos.

There is no doubt that it is all Phil's fault!

Elan made this conclusion angrily in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more correct he felt.

Since there were only two gods in the original world from beginning to end, with the development of the world, no matter what kind of priesthood and new origins appear, they can only be shared by him and Phil. After that, the corresponding Dark God will definitely be in charge of "time".

So is there any possibility for Phil to avoid the origin of space?

some.

As long as in Elan's previous life, the Tower of Babel didn't fall down, the third god was born.

How annoying, why doesn't he have "space"?

Damn, hate, hate--

Thick darkness wraps the still space, and the breath of death and silence surges violently, filling the air, and the daylight is blocked by dark clouds. The magic frog sleeping in the wet land feels this life-threatening crisis, and its eyes are still open. When he opened, he paddled his powerful hind legs and worked hard to turn over the soil.

"Cuck!"

"What happened?!"

It yelled in horror, and its vocal cords could not stop croaking, "Master Seimei! Shiro! Master Ibaraki Doji! Croak!"

The dark clouds suddenly dispersed.

When the magic frog eagerly drilled out of the soil, the sun was still so dazzling. The green trees on the edge of the cliff carried the sunlight. Under the trees were golden and green round spots, the size and shape of which were the same as the first time the magic frog saw it. time exactly the same.Nothing seems to happen.

The magic frog's heart beat fast.

Could it be that the horrible feeling just now was just an illusion?Or had a nightmare?

"Yo, you're awake."

"Quack, quack, quack, quack!!" The frightened magic frog suddenly backed up a few steps, and fell into the hole he had just dug.

"..."

Yes, the card is very artistic.

Elan squatted in front of the frog with only one head outside the pit, and said slowly: "Qingming has already gone out to join the mountain rabbit, and Ibaraki and Xiaobai are coming soon, don't sleep, wait here for them to pick you up."

The magic frog nodded like a pounding garlic.

So hard for its almost invisible neck.

Elan touched the small flowers and grass on the back of the big green frog curiously, and found that the touch was no different from ordinary flowers and plants, and soon lost interest.

Regardless of the entire devil frog frozen in the original pit, the eyes of the god of darkness and time showed illusory colors, an invisible passage opened, and the boy stepped in, dressed in white and with black hair, and quickly disappeared into the still space.

It was not until a long time after he left that the magic frog moved its stiff neck and let out a deep breath.

Is it really Yagami-sama?

very scary.

For a moment, it saw endless evil on the young man, and the most turbid filth in the world surged in it, clamoring to devour everything.

Japan.Edo period.

"Hey, did you hear that, it's really disturbing."

"What? Did it appear again last night..."

"Don't walk on Willow Street! There will be monsters there!"

"Enough, stop talking about this!"

There's nothing new under the sun..."strange stories" are being talked about everywhere.

During this period, Hyakumonogatari became popular in Japan.

One hundred candles are lit at night, and several people talk about strange stories together, and blow out one candle after speaking. It is said that when the last candle disappears, monsters will appear.There is no SSR big monster Qing Xingdeng here, and those dandies who are drunk and dreamy, who regard ghost talks as excitement, idle around, and have no awe, seem to have encountered nothing when they return home after the end of Hundred Stories.Elan didn't believe that there was no effect at all.However, if it wasn't Qing Xingdeng, which monster would appear?Or open the gate of Hades directly?

I haven't played Hundred Monogatari since I came to this world.

Changing into a kimono in line with the background of the times, Elan asked the proprietress of the hotel: "Where can I play Hundred Monogatari?"

The capable proprietress looked at the boy in front of her.

raw faces.

No matter how you look at it, the young man in front of you belongs to the ranks of "young master". His appearance, temperament and even his clothes are incompatible with ordinary people, but since he is a young master, how come there is no servant around him?Could it be...

The proprietress looked a little complicated.

In just a few breaths, she made up the ins and outs of "the elders refused to allow him to run away from home to play Hundred Stories", but seeing the boy with clear eyes and a cute expression, he looked innocent and immature, and he opened his mouth to persuade him, but he didn't know what to do. Speaking of it, he hesitated: "I..."

There was a sudden sound of pinging, pinging, bang, and bang on the second floor, which seemed to be the overturning of tables and chairs.

The landlady's complexion changed, and she picked up the long bamboo pole in her hand and stabbed it towards the ceiling. Her dignified expression just now became a bit fierce, "Hey, Mr. Li on the second floor! How long are you going to sleep? !"

The style of painting can't be saved.

"I'm sorry, I'm going down now..."

There was a young man's reply from upstairs, and the proprietress put down the bamboo pole with lingering anger. Seeing how well-bred the boy seemed to be startled, she blushed, hurriedly saved her image, and said brokenly: "Mr. Pay the rent well, it’s not easy to do business..."

"Ok, I know."

Elan looked at the man coming down the stairs staggeringly, his eyes flicked over the long hair that had broken free from gravity, and said with a smile, "Even if you close the door, Mrs. Boss, he will come in unconsciously, right? "

After all, it is a slippery ghost.

Lu Sheng's father, the second generation of the Nuliang Group, Nuliang Liban.

What a coincidence.

I just followed the evil spirit. I thought the evil spirit here was because someone was playing Hundred Monogatari, but I didn't expect it to be the Nuliang group.Whatever, just don't bother him playing games.