I'm just an ordinary Dazai [Comprehensive]

"The soul contract should share memories, you..."

"I used some special means to block the transmission of memory." Dazai replied simply, "After all, I have many things that I don't want others to know, even Shikigami, and now my relationship with him is coming to an end, it doesn't matter to tell him these things .”

Not a single word of what Dazai said was true, but it did not prevent the Fallen Angel from admiring this ally after making up his mind.

To deceive a big monster for such a long time, and the other party knew that he was hiding something, but was willing to be driven by him, human beings with this kind of ability are really scary in a sense.

Of course that big monster is also really stupid.

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"But you also heard it just now, the spirit of the ancient pile can't shake the spirit of this big monster, let alone pull it into the illusion." Although he admired Dazai, the fallen angel directly raised his doubts.

This plan can't go ahead in the first step!

Dazai looked at the idiot, and said impatiently: "That's because he actively resisted, now you send him a message, just say 'Dazai has something important to tell you', he will give up resisting and obediently enter the illusion gone."

"But you just said that it has a desire to protect humans. As far as I know, it is impossible for a human god or demon with such a belief to stop because of personal affection." Although the fallen angel has seen many humans, he still can't understand With too complicated feelings, we can only speculate on Zhongye's choice through the case that is most similar to the current situation, so I question it.

Dazai is about to lose his temper because of it, but for this kind of deceitful target who loves to dig into the horns, he just needs to understand their brain circuits and follow along.

So he replied patiently: "I told you that Zhong is also very strong. Even if I usually suppress him and let him hide part of his strength, he has never met an opponent; What do you think he would think if you didn't tell him your real identity?"

"An old immortal who has been sleeping for hundreds of years, so what if he is resurrected? You can't beat him together. So between rushing over to prevent you from resurrecting, and checking my memory, he will definitely choose the latter."

The Fallen Angel accepted this explanation and did not continue asking.

"Do you have any questions?" Dazai asked.

The Fallen Angel shook his head.

Seeing that it had no objection, Dazai took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood into it.

Although he quickly sealed the bottle, the Fallen Angel's eyes were still reddened by the smell of blood, and he almost lost his mind and pounced on it.

Fortunately, the small cut on Dazai's hand healed quickly, the bottle was tightly sealed, and the only smell of blood in the air was dispersed, and the Fallen Angel woke up in a short time.

It fearfully and longingly looked at Dazai's bottle that seemed to be still exuding a seductive fragrance, feeling that his newly recovered sanity was in danger, so he didn't dare to reach out to take it.

— Feeling out of control sucks.

You must know that although the Fallen God is called a Fallen God, the name only refers to its power attribute, rather than deviate from the godhead like other fallen gods, and be driven into madness by the power of faith.

Not to mention that it has not yet obtained the godhead, the Great Object Jishen is an innate god, the godhead is stable, and will not be affected by the believers' beliefs, even if it succeeds in usurping the throne, there is no need to worry about this.

From this it can be seen how overbearing Dazai's blood is, it is only a drop, and it almost made him experience the fall of God in advance.

The fallen angel calmed down, waved its wings, and a black shadow appeared on the ground in front of Dazai.

"This is the channel I connected with the shadow. You throw the bottle in, and the spirit of the ancient pile will receive it."

Dazai didn't say much, just followed suit.

Seeing the source of evil disappear with his own eyes, the Fallen Angel truly regained his composure, but the psychological shadow left by the sense of loss of control just now was so strong that even seeing Dazai couldn't help but feel fear.

This state made the Fallen Angel restless, and tried to say something to divert his attention: "...So your blood is so powerful, and when Spirit Bird described it to me, I thought it was too exaggerated."

Dazai blinked: "So it wasn't an accident that it appeared in our room that day?"

The Fallen Angel replied honestly: "It was one of my believers who heard about you from Chang Jingsi, so he went to see you in person."

Dazai had guessed it a long time ago. After all, that guy, Jingji Chang, wanted to use him to find the hiding place of the monster before he proposed the deal, and didn't consider his opinion at all, so he must have made arrangements.

"Then why you appeared in front of me as a sacrifice is also because your undercover agent said that I am very accomplished in Yin Yang?" Dazai asked again.

"Yes," this is not something that needs to be concealed, the Fallen Angel replied very happily, "My resurrection ceremony needs nine people to preside over it, eight believers plus the former angel is just enough, but in the later stage of the ceremony, my The aura will be exposed, and the Vile Spirit Bird may guess that I am not its owner."

Dazai Mingwu: "I thought you were worried that it might find out from your behavior and habits that you are not the real god. It turns out that this ceremony still has such a big loophole."

The Fallen Angel was calm: "I am indeed not the true deity. There is a risk of being exposed by usurping other people's things. Fortunately, God is helping me. The sacrifice that was captured happened to be the officiant I needed, and it was in line with my purpose. I don't need persuasion."

It paused, and said frankly embarrassedly: "Actually, I planned to let the spirit of the ancient pile control you if I couldn't persuade you to help. Fortunately, you are my destined companion."

Dazai looked at this guy's sincere eyes, his heart was unwavering and even a little itchy.

He has already determined that this monster who has been hiding in the deep mountains and old forests for 50 years must have seen human dramas. When he said "fate", neither normal people nor normal monsters would use such expressions.

Although Osamu Dazai is not a normal person, it does not mean that he likes dealing with such monsters.

"I think so too," but Dazai didn't refute, but instead laughed hypocritically, "This is a fateful encounter."

As if this wasn't an elaborate hoax on his part.

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When the spirit of ancient piles got the bottle, the figure of Zhang Jingsi was just swallowed up by the demon fog.

It listened to the master's explanation, and was surprised by the master's solemn and repeated statement "don't open the bottle", but it would never question the master, even if it had just been stimulated twice, it did not give birth to the slightest disobedience.

Fortunately, this bottle is a prop used by exorcists to seal monsters. The materials used to carry the sealing technique are more tolerant and will not repel demon power. The spirit of ancient piles easily added magic to the bottle and threw it into the waiting Shadow channel.

——But because it was heard that the blood in it would weaken the magic, it generously poured wave after wave of magic power into the bottle until it filled the small bottle to the brim.

After doing this, it turned its head to look in the direction where Chang Jingsi was before, and suddenly frowned.

Zhang Jingsi disappeared.

The demon mist can only attack people's spirits, not destroy people's bodies, so Ma Jingji dodged that wave of attacks.

The spirit of the ancient pile put away the satisfied expression on his face, and walked around the area, but found no trace of Zhang Jingsi.

"Could it be that the spell can be teleported?" The spirit of the ancient pile muttered with an ugly face, "I was careless, but he escaped."

It turned around again, but still couldn't find anyone, and didn't even leave a trace of breath, so it could only give up with hatred, planning to go back and look at the nest of leeks it controlled.

Suddenly, it heard a thud, and then felt a pain in its chest. It looked down and saw an inexplicable hole in its body, which could not be repaired no matter how hard it tried.

The spirit of the ancient pile vomited a mouthful of dark green liquid, the body suspended in mid-air lost strength, shook up and down a few times, finally couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground.

"...It seems that my guess is right. The shadow of the spirit bird blesses you with strength and speed, and when you upgrade yourself, only your natural ability has been evolved. Although your defense has been improved with your monster power, it is only on par with ordinary mid-level monsters."

Someone stepped on the wild grass in the forest and approached, explaining the current situation in a leisurely manner.

The sound of human speech was erratic in the ears of the seriously injured ancient pile spirit, but it still heard the content clearly, figured out the joints at once, couldn't help being extremely angry, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

Zhang Jingsi showed no mercy, and continued in a calm tone: "There is also no change in perception and IQ - obviously according to my research, the advanced ability of monsters will be improved in all aspects, in order to better adapt to the environment, A high-level monster like you who is seriously partial to science belongs to the category that is destined to be eliminated."

The spirit of the ancient stump had no strength to refute, it could only spit out blood, or its essence of demon power, every time it spit out the essence, its face turned gray, and soon there was only a dead face left, obviously it was impossible to survive.

In the past, Zhong also fought it with the idea of ​​capturing it alive, so it was its body that was defeated again and again, and it could recover after a while of cultivation, but just now Zhang Jingsi directly found its body, smashed it and hid it in the body The demon core.

"No wonder I have never seen an advanced ancient pile spirit before, so it turns out that it doesn't live long at all."

The little monster was trembling with anger, opened his mouth to say something, but spit out another mouthful of blood, and before he could say a word, his body collapsed.

It's dead.

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After Zhong Ye shattered the shadow labyrinth, another cave appeared in front of him, but this time the cave wall was inlaid with countless crimson crystals like stars, faintly illuminating the entire passage.

Although these crystals exuded an aura that made him uncomfortable, but without the interference of the ubiquitous shadows, the ribbon given by Dazai could finally play a role again, guiding him in the direction.

Zhong didn't know how much time the maze had delayed him, but he still had a great sense of urgency in his heart, and his forward speed accelerated.

However, he was still wary of what kind of back move the monster would use, so when a shadow suddenly appeared in the air in front of him, he subconsciously raised his foot and kicked it.

The shadow hurriedly shouted: "Osamu Dazai has something to tell you!"

Zhong Ye stopped abruptly, the shadow seemed to be pardoned, spit out a bottle and retreated hastily, the air was still echoing its last loud cry.

"If you touch the bottle, you can see his memory!"

To be honest, when Zhong Ye encountered this incident, his first reaction was to feel relieved.

Sure enough, he said that even if Dazai was in the enemy's camp, he could find a way to spread the news. Although he didn't know how he managed to fool him, Chuu never doubted his ability.

Out of trust in Dazai, Nakaya didn't even think about whether it was a youkai's trap, since Dazai had something to tell him, he walked over and picked up the bottle without hesitation.

Then his eyes went dark, and he recovered and stood in a wooden corridor.

A row of question marks appeared above Chuya's head.

He could feel that the illusion he was in was not stable, as long as he wanted, he could leave at any time, so he hesitated for a while, and decided to wait and see what happened.

The vision of this illusion is rather strange, thick black mist is covered everywhere, a little red and gold are mixed in it, swimming irregularly, it looks weird and eerie.

But since it's an illusion, it's not surprising what happens.Chuuya endured his awkwardness, carefully observed the surrounding environment through these strange auras, trying to figure out what kind of tricks Dazai was playing.

When he came up with this idea, these colors could not affect his vision, and he could clearly see the onmyojis coming and going in the corridor—the hunting clothes with high crowns, solemn expressions, and the voice of the conversation was very low, as if they were discussing what a big deal.

"...Sin...God's Punishment...Monster..."

A few words came to his ears intermittently, which suddenly brought back his memories, made Chuuya feel bad, and then took advantage of the situation to anger Dazai who directed this illusion.

——This guy is definitely stalling for time again, refusing to say something properly, playing tricks!

At this time, some monsters with strange shapes appeared in front of him, and they swarmed towards a certain person, shouting as they ran: "Hurry up, hurry up, if you eat a little more, you will not be able to catch up!"

Chuya's heart moved slightly, thinking that this should be Dazai's reminder, so he held down his anger, raised his heels behind the group of monsters, passed through one after another, and walked more and more sideways, and finally arrived in front of a deeply hidden courtyard .

Those monsters stopped in front of the courtyard, pushing and shoving no one came forward, and Zhong Ye got impatient with waiting, so he simply passed the NPCs leading the way, strode through the closed wooden door, and walked in.

There was a heated argument in the room.

"The Huakaiyuan family wants to take him away? Absolutely not. His parents are offshoots of our Tuyumen family. Although they don't have spiritual power and are deprived of their surnames, when will our family be taken away by others?"

"But the child is a disaster! The couple took him back to the capital to visit their relatives. It just so happened that the big monster woke up. Everyone died and he was the only one who survived. The black flame was God's punishment for him!"

"But we can't kill him. The Patriarch of Huakai Yard personally sent him to the door in full view. If he disappears, the police will definitely come to investigate..."

The author has something to say: This chapter has [-] more words after replacement, please forgive me for the little angels who hope to buy in advance...

In fact, I originally planned to write a short story next door yesterday and update it normally here, but I haven’t finished writing it after 3600, and I only wrote a thousand words here, so I can’t replace it, sorry.There is another update in the evening, and it will resume at [-]:[-] am tomorrow.