[Comprehensive] Supernatural Honmaru Experience Records

Heianjing

The incense of the Fengshen Shrine is still strong, and it is the New Year, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims who come to pray in front of the main hall, but no matter how hurried the passenger flow is, the clouds in the sky are still floating slowly.

On the side hall, Onikiri, who had been left alone after being brought by Berserker Ibaraki Doji, was sitting upright, and the opposite god was also sitting in the same posture. The two seemed to be talking about something, and they couldn't hear it clearly, but... Fengshen's sleeve The following "Specialist Mental Counseling Manual (Specialized within the SCP Foundation)" probably explains everything.

There is no way, the disaster caused by my heroic spirit, as a Master, I have to wipe my ass/ass.

However, with hard work, Master Fengshen's "talk therapy" did have a very obvious effect-the white-haired boy with blood eyes and long horns, at least returned to his original appearance, and the blue-haired shawl was still slightly weak, the old man Sit honestly in front of Fengshen.

Hmm... It would be better if the murderous and madness hidden in Onikiri's eyes were ignored, but this is also the direction that Fengshen-sama will continue to work hard on.

In short, if this Blade of Genji untie the last knot in his heart, he will not be blackened again.

Fengshen rubbed the last page of the manual, and said, "It mainly depends on the temperament of the counselor." It couldn't be more correct.

"Lord Fengshen, I still have one last doubt... What made you be forgotten by the world after saving the believers with all your strength. Even if you degenerate into a demon, you never resent or blacken—"

That's right, this Fengshen lord who has regained the incense and enshrinement is actually no longer the body of a god, but... a monster.

Before Onikiri could finish speaking, there was a eager knock on the door from a young man laughing and joking, "Boss! Boss, open the door, we made it!"

Onikiri frowned slightly, he knew that the people outside the door were the shrine maidens and priests from the Ichimokuren Shrine who hadn't learned the rules, so he wisely didn't continue.Fengshen made a gesture of calm down, Shi Shiran got up and opened the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a metallic "big guy" lying quietly at the door——

"Look! The six-barreled rapid-fire guns fire in turn, and the 25mm large-caliber modified by Wu Shenguan! The muzzle velocity can easily reach 1045m/s... Would you like to try it?"

Looking at the exaggerated peerless soldier at the door, even the peace-loving Fengshen's eyes wandered for a moment.

There was once such a post on the Internet.

May I ask: What would you choose between marrying your beloved god/goddess, or driving a Gundam for 20 minutes?

Unexpectedly, almost most people chose the latter.

The facts are obvious. On the street, it is really rare to marry Miss Bai Fumei or Gao Fu Shuai Xiao Xianrou, but it is definitely not impossible, and driving a Gundam is different.

You haven't even seen a real Gundam in real life!

Little brothers and sisters can marry if they work hard, but driving a Gundam can only be in a dream!

Taking a step back, there is no Gundam, it is always good to have a rocket launcher, right!

So when Lord Fengshen came back to his senses, he had already picked up the bazooka in his hand.

"When this thing is put on the eaves, it will definitely sweep the area!" The priest came up and explained with a thumbs up.

Like Fengshen, Onikiri saw for the first time this cutting-edge weapon that penetrated layers of time and belonged to the future. Onikiri stretched out his hand and caressed the cold barrel of the bazooka. It was the best weapons of the age that resonated in the same way—

"It, what's its name." Onikiri suppressed the throbbing in his heart, he didn't look back, his eyes were still fixed on the bazooka, and asked lightly.

Immediately, the priest behind them answered.

"Oh, it's called the Vulcan."

……

Fengshen Ichimuren and Onikiri gradually lost their expressions, and then turned their heads together to look at the priest who spoke.

The weapon made by Fengshen Shrine, why do you call it the Vulcan?

What do you make Fengshen think?What the hell do you make Vulcan think? ! !

"Because the original version is called the Vulcan, I can't help it..." The priest spread his hands, his expression innocent, "Besides, Fengshen, you are so gentle, it's too inappropriate to put your name on the bazooka..."

In an instant, everyone except Fengshen showed expressions of persuasion.

Indeed, Fengshen, such a gentle name, should not be placed on top of the rocket launcher anyway.Seeing everyone's expressions of approval, now Fengshen was a little astonished.

After a while, he still had a gentle expression, sighed and shook his head slightly. The Vulcan cannon weighing more than 100 kilograms was in his hand, as if it was nothing. He opened the bracket of the Vulcan cannon a little strangely, and then set it on the window sill.

"But...the wind is not always gentle."

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Compared with the bustling main hall with people coming and going, the side hall can be regarded as a clear stream in the hustle and bustle, and the courtyard of the side hall can be called a "recluse".

You know, even the Linshui promenade where Lord Fengshen resides is full of visiting pilgrims, and the koi in the man-made lake are fattened into puffer fish!

A priest who once worked in Mobile Task Force MTF-CN-07 "Nursing Home Nursing Workers" made a big rocking chair for Fengshen, and it was moved here at this moment. Two petite ghost kings nestled on it. good.

At this moment, Assassin Shuten-douji leaned lazily on the back of the chair, hugging Berserker Ibaraki-douji's head like a cat, stroking the hair one by one, and beside the rocking chair, there were a lot of eyes Even the shrine maidens.

"We really care too much..."

Miko Chiyo clasped her hands together, and made a very formal plea to the petite Shuten-douji—"Please tell us what the feminine Fushen-sama looks like."

They were so curious.

In this plane, they had also seen the male versions of Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji, and compared with the two lolita-sized ghost kings in front of them, they were completely different.

It is this difference comparable to the sky and the earth that makes them unstoppably curious about the feminine Heian-kyo plane....

"So, please!" Fengshen Yimulian's long maiden couldn't help coming over to join in the fun. There was no way, curiosity was like a weed in spring, constantly sprouting in their minds.

Shuten-douji took the tea from Miko Chiyo and put it on the table without drinking it. She thought for a while, "Speaking of it, it's no different from the current one."

Divinity is gender-neutral.

The gentle wind in the mountains and the detached gentleness are deeply imprinted in the bones, just like the relationship between Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji, which has also traveled through three thousand worlds without changing.

However, upon hearing this answer, the shrine maidens who looked at Shuten-douji with expectant eyes were all disappointed "Ah—" dragged their voices.

At this time, Ibaraki-douji, nestled in Assassin Shuten-douji's arms and coiled up, opened his round eyes, and added, "But strictly speaking, the appearance is indeed different."

After speaking, Berserker sat up straight in Shuten-douji's arms, took out a blank piece of paper, took the pencil that the priestess hurriedly found, and began to draw on the paper.

"This is..." Dr. Kuwana frowned, looking at Berserker's increasingly abstract draft, "Isn't this... Magical Girl Madoka?"

Indeed, the face on the screen is drawn too squarely, and it looks like the painting style of the magical girl Madoka.

"Forget it, let me do it." Assassin Shuten-douji took a sip of tea, then took the pen and paper, she patted Ibaraki-douji's back to let her lie down, and then used her back as a backing board, On the white paper just now, a few strokes outlined the image of a woman.

Obviously, Assassin Shuten Doji's drawing skills are better——

What a ghost!

"Isn't this Cardcaptor Sakura! Do we really think that post-00s have no childhood? Just find a magical girl with pink hair and call her a female version of Fengshen... I can't accept it at all!" Dr. Kuwana knocked on the table unceremoniously , "Isn't it Naisenya's turn next? Ram? Or Matthew?"

Ibaraki-douji frowned instantly, "Who gave you the courage to use such an attitude—" Assassin Shuten-douji laughed before she finished speaking, and she interrupted Ibaraki-douji.

"Oh... I've been questioned, it seems that I can't do without some evidence..."

Assassin Shuten-douji lazily stood up from the rocking chair, bypassed the onlookers, stretched out his slender index finger to draw a big cross in the air with a ghostly blue aura, and then closed his hands and stood beside him.

"The Fengshen-sama over there is not as busy as the one here..." After Shuten-douji finished speaking, Berserker Ibaraki-douji also jumped off the rocking chair, aimed at the cross drawn by Shuten-douji, and then wiggled with both hands When it ignited, it tore apart the space in an instant!

Assassin Shuten-douji's Master, Natsume Takashi, is a young man born with strong spiritual power, but he is not comparable to a god anyway, so with the wind god to provide spiritual power, Berserker Ibaraki-douji has the strength that completely surpasses the five-star spirit base!

The wind came from the shattered space——

Bitter-cold, hasty and frenzied, like a knife blowing on the face, the pain was piercing, and the tyranny mixed with howling screamed across the cracks in space.

The priestesses of the Fengshen were not aware of the situation and were still waiting in a daze, while Berserker Ibaraki Doji and her best friend looked at each other with serious eyes.

This manic divine power... It seems that there is something wrong.

A resolute yet stern dragon chant pierced through layers of time and space, and the cyan wind dragon poked its head out from the space, but everyone's eyes were on the purple clothes corner... and the hand holding the dragon horn.

The palm is broad and the knuckles are well defined...not a woman's hand at all.

Immediately afterwards, the purple-haired god finally revealed his true face——

This is... Lord Fengshen?No...all the shrine maidens, including Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji who summoned him with their own hands, also held their breath.

The purple-haired god is solemn and solemn. He waved his hand lightly, and the harsh wind around him eased in an instant, but it was still bitingly cold. His facial features and facial features were indistinguishable from Fengshen's at a glance, but his aura was tyrannical and dark. His divine power silenced everyone.

"This is—" He frowned, looked around, and was about to say something, ignoring the coldness in his tone, his voice was exactly the same as that of Fengshen——

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked straight at the second floor of the side hall. Immediately afterwards, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Six flaming rockets are attacking him!

call out--! !Boom——! ! !

For a moment, everyone didn't see what happened, the explosion ignited, and the purple-haired god, together with his dragon, was blasted back to the space-time crack by the violent explosion of the rocket!

As if nothing had happened, the space-time rift slowly closed, leaving only the two dumbfounded heroic spirits and a group of witches in the courtyard, without speaking for a long time.

On the second floor of the side hall, all the priests were also there in a daze, unable to say a word.

Fengshen Yimulian seemed to be in a mood... Subtly yes, he moved the "Vulcan Cannon" down again, put it back to its original place, and showed the same gentle smile as before to the priests who were stunned by his actions just now, gently Patted the head priest on the shoulder——

"Yes, please continue to work hard."

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This is probably the reason why I don't have sp Blue Wind Yimulian.

[despair]

PS: I have read the biography of sp Yimulian!There's his story to come! !

PS: In order to make up for the hot chicken stuff I wrote in a daze the day before yesterday, double update today! ! !And "Aunt Haunted" will be updated soon! !