On the Methods and Skills of Keeping Gods

Gojo Satoru helped up the weak Zhaoma and hung it on his body, carefully making sure that there were no traps around him, and then quickly left.

He led the people to run quickly for a while, and after feeling safe, he contacted Nagi Kamiizumi with Fern.

The winter sun shines in through the small windows of the college dormitory, and falls on the stove where the red bean soup is gurgling.

When receiving Wutiao Wu's message, Izumi Nagi was stirring the pot with a wooden shovel to prevent it from sticking to the bottom: "Hello? Wu, have you found him?"

With a chuckle, Wujo Wu replied: "Yes, he is on his way back now. Although he is a little weak, he hasn't lost any arms or legs. It's good luck."

"Okay. By the way, I made rice cake red bean soup, which is almost ready. You can scoop it up and eat it yourself when you come back."

Gojo Satoru grasped the point of his words: "Are you going to go out later? Don't you wait for me to come back!"

He couldn't believe that Quan Nagi didn't even wait for him to have a meal together.The cat is going to be angry!Why did he work so hard this morning? !

Hearing his dissatisfaction, Quan Nagi said with apology: "Since the person has been rescued, I should go and get back the words of Huang Quan. I can finish it early so that I can watch a movie with you in the evening, otherwise I will not be able to come back until tomorrow. Wu, I don't want to rest outside, I won't be able to sleep."

"..."

If it's because of this reason, well... Gojo Goku pursed his lips, so he won't be angry for the time being.

Although he didn't speak, Quan Nagi understood the meaning of his silence.Silently raised the corners of his mouth, turned off the stove and covered the lid, so that the red bean soup would still be hot when Gojo Satoru came back.

When he hung up on Foen, he sent a group text message to Bishamon and Yato, telling them that Zhaoma had been rescued, and he would start to take action next.

As soon as he sent the message, Yato's phone call came in. After connecting, he called Izumi Nagi's name and shut up.

Izumi Nagi didn't urge him, nor hung up the phone, just took the silent phone on the call to change his coat.

Yato didn't know why he pressed Izumi Nagi's number immediately after receiving the text message, and didn't know what to say after getting through.

He knew there would be such a day when Izumi Nagi told him his plan that day, and he thought he could accept it, so he actively participated in Izumi Nagi's plan, doing whatever he asked, and there was no need for help vague.

He thought he was mentally prepared, but it was only at this moment that he realized that he hadn't.

I can't tell what I'm thinking in my heart now, is this call to stop Quan Nagi from letting him not go?At this last moment?

He knew it was impossible.

So he couldn't say a word, his heart was as sore as if he had stuffed an unripe green lemon, and he didn't know what he wanted to do after struggling for a long time.

Just when he was about to hang up the phone, Quan Nagi's voice suddenly came from the receiver: "After I get the words of Huang Quan, I will hand over the warlock to Bishamon."

The glued lips were finally torn apart, and Yato replied with difficulty: "...Really."

"After all, hell can only deal with the dead. The warlock is still alive. I can't do anything to him."

Yato didn't understand why he was telling him this, so he could only say dryly, "Oh."

Giving the warlock to Bishamon is equivalent to handing it over to Gao Tianyuan. "Heaven" hates warlocks so much, and my father must not survive.Yato knew about this, but when he heard the news from other people, he couldn't help but feel depressed.

I vaguely heard a sigh from the microphone, and before Yato could confirm the truth, I heard Quan Nagi say: "Hell is the destination of all death, whether it is human beings or gods, as long as they die, they will go to hell. The laws of the world, even as powerful as Izanami-sama, cannot escape. But hell is not the end of life, the dead will be judged here, innocent souls will be reincarnated as new creatures, and sinful souls will also be redeemed. Leave hell after finishing your sins. As long as you have the heart, you can meet again."

Deliberately... meet again...

Yeto repeated this sentence in his heart, and when he repeated it for the third time, he suddenly felt that the stone that had been stuck in his heart disappeared, and his whole body relaxed instantly.

He whispered a thank you into the microphone, and he believed that the ghosts and gods on the other side must have heard it.Because he also heard a quick chuckle, and this time he was sure he heard it.

Having been a confidant big brother for a while, Izumi Nagi looked back on his past and found that this was a rare experience.It's rare, but surprisingly he doesn't find it annoying.

Suddenly he understood the ghost lamp, obviously before he always laughed at him for being so busy with work and always going to participate in some irrelevant things.

Now he seems to be able to understand a little bit. Although some things do take up time, the result will not affect the work, but will make the mood happier.

He was in a happy mood, but someone was not very happy.

It's still the gazebo by the waterfall, but this time, no one has the leisure and elegance to make tea and smell the fragrance.

The warlock found that Yato and Bishamon were just playing around after three days, and he knew that something beyond his control had happened.He reviewed the entire plan and found that the most likely problem was the ghost.

After all, he once suffered a small loss from him, and he didn't dare to underestimate him at all.

During that time when he couldn't help contacting the other party directly, he noticed the hidden breath of death on the god because of the words of the underworld.Before he had time to do anything, he fled there in panic.

I hid in fear for several days, but no ghosts and gods came to find me.He didn't know why, he could only attribute it to his luck?The ghost still hasn't recovered his memory, because he doesn't think that the other party can't feel the words of the underworld on him when he can detect it.

Moreover, he has not been found for so many years since he obtained the words of the underworld. In addition to his ability to hide himself, he thinks there is another reason, that is, the ghosts and gods in hell may not be able to detect the specific location of the words of the underworld.

After thinking through these two points, he was a little relieved, and then tried to use Huang Quan's words a few more times, and after there was still no problem, he was sure that he was indeed suspicious.Only then did he have the extra energy to think about how to use the identity of ghosts and gods to stir up this pool of water.

But I didn't expect that something went wrong just halfway through the plan. Is it really too aggressive?Warlock reflected on himself.

Although he failed this time, as long as his identity is not discovered, there is another chance.

So many years have passed, although he has long been prepared to stay dormant for many years, but after thousands of years, such an opportunity so close to success has finally appeared, and he couldn't help feeling sorry for not grasping it——

"Next time...?"

"There is no next time."

The sudden words behind him made Warlock's eyes widen instantly, how could it be possible!He's the only one right here!

He didn't turn around, nor did he run away recklessly.From Izumi Nagi's point of view, the warlock's back sitting there was very upright and safe, and he was not frightened at all by his sudden mouthful of bad taste.Of course, it would have been more convincing if he hadn't noticed that the hands under the table were clenched so tightly that they turned white and bulged with veins.

As if he didn't see the tense back of the other party because of his actions, Izumi Nagi naturally walked from behind him to the front, and poured himself a glass of water.

Is it just white water?

It would be too much of a waste of this rare little fairyland on earth not to make a cup of tea or warm a pot of wine in such a good place.

Izumi put down the cup she had just picked up in disgust, and the bottom of the cup hit the stone table with a slight sound.

This sound was like a signal. The warlock who was sitting quietly suddenly burst into flames. Countless papers with names written on them flew in the air, and turned into ferocious beasts before they landed.

There was foul-smelling gas in their mouths, with corrosive saliva at the corners of their mouths, they opened their teeth and clawed at Izumi who didn't raise his head.In the confusion, Warlock hurriedly left the gazebo, completely oblivious to what was happening behind him.

More and more demons were wearing masks to reveal their figures, the small gazebo was soon crushed, and the stones that exploded fell everywhere, and some of them hit the nearby waterfall, splashing even more. Lots of splashes.

A good clean place was destroyed in the blink of an eye.

"What a waste..."

Amidst the monster's roar, this sigh was light and light, and it was covered in an instant.

Warlock was running around in the forest, he kept calling Li's name, but there was no response.

He knew that the monsters he released at that time would never be able to stop the ghost, so he added more monsters with the words of Huangquan while running.If it doesn't work, he can use it to create a wind hole.

Because of the identity of the other party's ghost, he didn't know if it would be effective to spread the demons around to attack ordinary people, but time was running out, and he had no way to verify it.I can only hope that he, like those Gao Tianyuan hypocritical gods, will go after those monsters in order to maintain his reputation!

Although the movement of writing on his hands continued, it didn't affect his running speed at all.

Hurry up, hurry up!He can leave the forest immediately, as long as he can blend into the crowd, even ghosts and gods can't do anything to him!

Just when he couldn't help showing a triumphant smile on his face, a figure came out from behind the tree at the edge of the forest.As if he finally found the person he was waiting for, that person happily raised his hand and greeted him: "Yo~"

The warlock looked at the lingering ghosts and gods, his eyes were tearing apart.Throwing the stack of written names in his hand forward, he prepared to summon the monsters again.

Just when he was about to call out, a slender white hand passed through the flying paper, clamped his throat and blocked the sound halfway.The warlock tried to break his hand with both hands, but the hand that didn't seem to have much strength was holding him like a stone, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Izumi Nagi looked pitifully at the human beings struggling needlessly under his hands. At any rate, it was Yato's father. He comforted him without much emotion: "Okay, you are almost exercising. You are a few hundred years old. , Wouldn’t it be nice to save yourself some strength? By the way, I’ll take this away.”

He forcibly broke away from the warlock's hand and took away the words of Huang Quan. Looking at the language of Huang Quan, which looked similar to an ordinary brush, his work was finally completed.

The good mood of completing the work made Nagi Izumi couldn't help being more gentle when he looked at the warlock. He seemed to suddenly think of something, and said to the warlock with a smile: "Did you just look for a little girl? I saw her alone. I'm staying in the forest, surrounded by some scary monsters, so I took her outside to 'rest' for a while, are you going to see her?"

And what answered him was the warlock's glaring hatred.