[Comprehensive] She is from hell

Human beings who dare to say "no need" to the gods are not a special case of Abe Seimei.

Rather, since King Solomon handed back his ring to the gods, Enkidu, the lock of heaven, cut off the connection between gods and humans, and humans on the other side of the sea let out a kind of roar of princes and generals...

From a long time ago, Pishamontian had a vague premonition that human beings would no longer be simply objects of blessing and children held in the palm of the gods, and the wishes of human beings may not necessarily be fulfilled by the gods on their behalf.

It's like looking at a growing child, and it's like looking at the foundation of the foundation.As the God of War with a sassy and informal personality, Pishamentian rarely feels nostalgic and melancholy.

A few days later, Xunma knocked on the door of Pishamentian's room.

"Master Pishamon."

The girl was wearing a plain kimono, with a graceful figure: "A Fei told me that Yatogami is willing to help with this."

Pishamentian held his chin and asked, "Xunma, have you seen that Yedou God?"

"No...every time Ah Fei comes to see me, it's when her family's god is fine."

Xunma said while recalling: "And it is said that Your Excellency Yetou God only has one artifact, Ah Fei, so it is probably a god with little reputation."

Zhaoma is practicing "first line" in the courtyard. Since he was able to draw a clear boundary line, he has been allowed to accompany Pishamenten to the present world, but even so, the daily routine training has never stopped.

"Mr. Zhaoma?"

As soon as Zhao Ma turned her head, a girl's voice came from behind: "Are you practicing on the front line?"

"Well, that's right."

Zhao Ma said with a good-natured smile: "After all, now it is the artifacts that will accompany Master Pishamentian to fight, and they often need to fight dangerous monsters, so the moves of these artifacts must not be slack!"

"Mr. Zhaoma is amazing."

Yun Ma showed a smile, and said longingly: "I have heard the introduction from His Excellency Dao Si, the 'line' is the boundary line drawn by the hand of the divine weapon that can separate the clean from the unclean, right?"

"Ah, that's probably what it means..."

Zhao Ma stood up straight and scratched her head: "Your Majesty Dao Si, she knows more than me about this kind of thing, you can ask her more. Besides the 'line', she can also use various spells, such as being able to 'Lang Lang' who forces the opponent to tell the truth, and 'Bie Bu' who makes monsters and artifacts unable to move for a short period of time..."

"This, this is it!"

Yun Ma exclaimed.

"But in the beginning, everyone started to practice by drawing a line."

Zhao Ma smiled: "For most artifacts, if you want to share the pressure for the gods, the first thing you need to learn is to draw a clear boundary line."

"Then I'll come too!"

Yun Ma stood beside Zhao Ma confidently, stretched out a hand imitatively, and waved vigorously towards the ground in front of her: "One line!"

A faint white light swept across the floor tiles in front of him, and then everything went on as usual, not to mention the clear lines, even the rough and blurred lines when most of the artifacts started.

Zhao Ma stood aside, looking sideways at the newly promoted girl with a magical weapon, showing a thoughtful expression, and fixed her gaze on her bandaged right eye: the defect of the soul is made up for by the gods with all their strength. , will also leave traces due to congenital insufficiency, and there is actually nothing in the eye sockets under the white cloth.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao Ma."

Yun Ma touched her cheek with some embarrassment, and apologized: "I, I seem to be a bit useless, let alone a clear line, I can't even draw out the traces of reluctance."

"Hey, this one needs to be practiced slowly."

Zhao Ma adjusted his expression and smiled, and said with his own example: "When I came here, I was a waste wood who couldn't even draw a line. At that time, the senior Taoist was much stricter than now. I am often chased and criticized."

He made a grimace at Yun Ma: "I also really want to be able to help Master Pishamen, so I have been training alone for a long time... Until now, I have been able to draw a very clear boundary line. .”

"Ah! It seems that I need to train more."

Yun Ma nodded, and asked again: "Senior Zhao Ma, how long have you been practicing?"

Zhao Ma was at a loss for words for a while, and secretly leaned down to approach the new artifact girl: "Then don't tell others casually."

Yun Ma nodded sharply, expressing that he must keep the secret.

"It's been about ten years..."

He said with a look of nostalgia: "I am not the kind of divine weapon with particularly excellent comprehension ability. As a divine weapon, its body is just a nail. It is not as easy to use as a sword or other divine weapon in battle. Later, I After practicing for many years, when she finally drew a line and stood in front of Lord Dao Si, her usually expressionless face showed a surprised expression."

"Ten years, so long!"

Yun Ma stared in shock and said that she herself may not have lived such a long time. After being surprised, the girl recalled the fact that she was already an artifact: "Ah, yes, it will take as long as it will take in the future." How much time has it been..."

"Well, that's right."

Zhao Ma nodded: "Whether it's good to practice the technique of being an artifact or do something you like, there is always a lot of time. There are many artifacts here who are keen on hobbies such as flower arrangement and painting. If you want to If you want to, you can also learn together, in short, be happier, and you can do what the rules allow."

Yun Ma's eyes lit up when she heard flower arrangement painting: "I am very good at making clothes! Although I don't know why I am good at it...but can I make clothes I like here? I always have a hunch that I can Embroidered a very beautiful girdle! It would be great if I can give it to Master Pishamentian, and of course I want to give it to Miss Jingjiang that day..."

As soon as she mentions her favorite field, she will become extra chattering, Zhao Ma can't help but smile again, joking in her heart that she thinks too much: she is just a little girl, she still has a lot of time to experience, Py Master Shamentian is not worried about whether his divine weapon is usable, so what is he worrying about?

No matter how bad it is, Senior Daosi will do the selection of the artifacts for combat, and he will be able to support Master Pishamentian to fight with all his strength.

Well, I really thought too much... Zhao Ma sighed to himself, regained his spirits, and said to the little girl who had fallen into fantasy: "It's good to make clothes and other hobbies, but you can't ignore it." practice! Who swore a few days ago that he would help Master Pishamentian?"

"I, I will do my best!"

The girl's cheeks were flushed, and then she raised her head again: "I will also make suitable clothes for Senior Zhao Ma and Senior Dao Si in the future!"

"Well, I'm looking forward to it."

Zhao Ma agreed with a smile.

In the room, the conversation between Pishamontian and Xunma was still going on.

It is said that Yetou God is a thoroughly pure God of War, no matter what kind of weapon he can use smoothly, Xunma is embarrassed to ask whether the opponent's artifact is the God of Fortune or the God of Misfortune, only Miss Fei and the Ye The fighting gods have participated in large and small battles together and fulfilled people's wishes.

"Mars?"

Pishamontian, who is also the god of war, glanced at Xunma with interest: "How powerful is it?"

"Of course I can't compare with you, Master Pishamentian..."

Xunma showed a smile, her god is indeed the type who cares about in strange places: "But Ah Fei looks like a very strong artifact, she is obviously a cute girl like a jade carving, but she doesn't care about it at all. I can't see the reckless feeling of this age...it must be the partner who has been fighting with His Excellency Ye Fighting God for many years."

Moreover, Ah Fei can be transformed into a crimson sword, which not only fits her name, but also can accompany the gods to fight everywhere. It is also an artifact of the God of War, but she can only be transformed into a pot lid... The eyes of the girl with neat bangs He lowered his head slightly, and then realized that he might stab his own god, so he quickly raised his head and smiled.

"Master Pishamen, then I'm going back, just contact Ah Fei and Ye Fighting God within the agreed time, right?"

"Well, please, ask Ma."

Pisramana stood up and said, "Xunma's hair rope is very nice today."

"Hey hey..."

Suddenly being praised, Xunma showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, and a thin layer of red was immediately painted on the tips of her ears: "Ah Fei gave it to me! Said it was the same color as her name."

Zhao Ma just pointed out some tips for Yun Ma to draw a line, and when he turned around, he saw Xun Ma walking out of Pishamentian's room with an erratic smile on his face: "What's the matter, Xun Ma? Did something good happen today? ?”

"Zhaoma, did I help my sister?"

Xunma said excitedly: "I didn't expect that the magic weapon friends I usually make in Weiyuan China happen to be the magic weapon used by the gods who can help!"

When Zhaoma just came to Pishamentian as an artifact, it was Xunma who helped and enlightened herself. Seeing this "junior senior" smile, Zhaoma himself was happy to see the success: "Which god and artifact are you?" ?”

Following Pishamonten to the present world, he knew in his heart that it was probably the matter of the assistant officer and executive officer in hell. The so-called god must also be the Yato God who is said to be omnipotent, but he can make Xunma say it again happily. There are not many opportunities, and he doesn't mind listening to it again.

"Is it the Night God?"

Xun □□ excitedly said: "There is also his artifact, Miss A Fei. Although I don't know what my elder sister is looking for them, but it's rare to be able to help my elder sister. It's really great!"

"Well, it would be nice to be able to help...wait."

Zhao Ma asked suspiciously, "A Fei?"

"correct."

Xun Ma did not suspect him, and explained: "It's the artifact of God Ye Dou, I met her when I went to play in the real world..."

Zhao Ma frowned, he had an impression of the name Fei, but it was more than 200 years ago: "What does she look like?"

"About that high."

Xunma draws a range that is roughly as high as his own bangs: "Black hair and black eyes, wearing white clothes, um, wearing a crown on his head."

Then it completely corresponds to the appearance of the artifact in his impression, and he once had a relationship with that Scarlet Artifact at the God Council meeting.

No... Zhaoma began to feel that there was something strange about this: According to Xunma, Yato God should be a god who didn't even have a shrine and was born from a weak wish. How could such a god maintain its prosperity? The power stretches for more than 200 years?

At the same time, Ghost Lantern, Shizue and Abe Seimei lined up, lying on the eaves... basking in the sun.There is also a plate of wagashi beside Jingjiang, which is convenient for one bite when chatting.

"That stuff is too sweet, you don't even deserve tea?"

Ghost Lantern closed his eyes and said, the evening glow coated his profile with a layer of red gold.

"It's rare to have snacks in this world. In a few days, I might be going back to Hirazaka. Free snacks are not free."

Jing Jiang said without shame.

Seimei Abe, who was offered free snacks by wool: "..."

There are several monsters with a good appetite here, not many more than two.Consoling himself in this way, Abe Seimei finally expressed his previous doubts: "Well, it is said that the little lady called the artifact...does she not remember anything?"

When he became an artifact, he was still wearing the light yellow kimono with the signature cloud pattern of that cloth shop.

"The next time we meet—of course, with your lifespan as a human, it will be difficult to have any intersection with Pishaman's artifact."

Ghost Lantern suddenly opened his eyes and turned over, and said to Abe Seimei across Jingjiang: "If you have a chance to see her again, don't mention what happened to Yunma, an artifact."

"what?"

Abe Seimei was taken aback: "Oh...OK."

Wash away the memory, reshape the soul, give it a new name, and cut off all ties with the past.This is the means for the gods to shape the artifacts, and it is also the way for the artifacts to maintain their personality integrity - most of the dead who died unexpectedly would not think that it was a happy memory when they recalled the scene of their death, so the whole personality collapsed and stabbed the gods There are not a few of them.

Although it is troublesome enough, the ghost lamp as a ghost pawn even feels a bit hypocritical, but I have to say that for most of the artifacts, concealing all the things in life and washing away the past as an artifact is indeed the best ending.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Ghost Lantern, you used to be human too, right?"

Jing Jiang suddenly interjected: "But don't most of the human beings who die with resentment become resentful spirits or monsters? You don't have the kind of resentful spirits and demons in you... that kind, how should I say it?" Woolen cloth."

Jingjiang frowned and thought about it for a while, then said in deliberation: "That kind of feeling that I can't make sense at all, and I have to be spanked to speak properly."

Abe Seimei: "...Miss Shizuki, your summary is really accurate."

With the level of pride of a monster, facing him, a human onmyoji, if he can't show his strength to subdue (or subdue) the monster, it is indeed difficult to communicate effectively with the other party.

With two pairs of eyes fixed on him, Ghost Lantern proudly said, "Which human being will defeat me?"

Jing Jiang: "...you wait, give me another 200 years to practice."

Ghost Lantern: "You can let the horse come here."

Abe Seimei said helplessly: "So, isn't our focus to find a way to solve the Shikigami summoning contract?"

Why did the topic suddenly become full of flavor?Is this how all the officials in hell get along with each other?