[Comprehensive] She is from hell

The sharp-eyed Zhao Ma saw half a word on the number plate covered by the ghost lamp's hand at first glance.

Among a bunch of English Sanskrit and other unrecognizable language categories, Chinese characters look quite eye-catching.

But the exposed half of the word made Zhaoma unable to ask.

——The word is mirror.

"Your Excellency Kagami...?"

Zhao Ma tried to spell out the pronunciation of the name.

"No, this is..."

Ghost Lantern held the ema for a while, but finally said nothing: "It's nothing, it's just something I care about."

Under the palm of the ghost lamp, there was a shallow trace on the surface of that ema.It looks like a scratch on the wooden Ema card due to the grain of the log, but if the Ema card is enlarged, the mark looks more like a knife mark of a Taidao.

"Can you help me get a pen for marriage?"

Gui Deng turned to look at Zhao Ma, with a calm expression.

"Of course, it's an honor."

Zhao Ma smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the edge of the inkstone.

This time at the Izumo Conference, Yato and his artifact did not attend.Rather, for the past 200 years, he has been very careful to hide himself, trying not to appear in the range of activities of the gods of Gao Tianyuan, especially the Seven Lucky Gods.

Zhaoma once explained to Ghost Lantern that when Yato appeared in Gao Tianyuan and killed all the Ma clan under Pisramantian like a flowing cloud, it was actually his own prayer. Tian still couldn't help hating Yato who slaughtered all the artifacts, and blatantly said in Gao Tianyuan that if she caught this guy, she would definitely kill him soon.

Everything the gods do is correct, especially for a god of fortune like Pishamonten, so even if she said such a thing, the rest of the gods can't make any comments. At most, let "that Pishamonten The guy who can be so outraged” feels curious and regretful.

After all, the Valkyrie has always been the type who has a reckless personality and will not give up until she achieves her goal.

Since the gods and lords of his own family are already so decisive, Zhaoma, the artifact who assists the gods, naturally dare not confess to Pishamentian.Therefore, after 200 years, he can only hide this secret that belongs to him, and accompany the new artifact partners to gradually support each other.

That's right, a new artifact partner.

Pishamen Tianlu successively received several artifacts, named after the Ba family.Zhuba, who can be transformed into a long whip, replaced the lion mount Zhuba of the previous Dao Si, the broad-bladed sword Qiba, and Qiuba in the form of a dagger and short knife.Pishamonten's divine characteristics allowed her to use almost all kinds of weapons freely. Soon, the huge mansion, which was originally lonely and empty, became alive again.

Zhaoma, as the instrument of blessing that changed her form by "willing to bet her life for the gods", naturally took on the accusation of mediating the surrounding and deploying power.

When he returned with a brush dipped in cinnabar, he saw another wooden sign in Ghost Lantern's hand.

"Your Excellency Ghost Lamp?"

Zhao Ma asked: "Since you are interested, why don't you go over there and be with the gods and adults around you?"

"I'm still not very good at that social situation."

The ghost lamp refused: "Besides, I am essentially a jailer, and I am not in the same category as a god."

"How could you have such an idea?"

Zhao Ma smiled, and she already had the demeanor of a Daoist, and she was completely different from the shy young man she saw at first: "Although this is a gossip, many people have secretly said in private, Your Excellency Ghost Lantern He is the one who controls the real power in hell."

Ghost Lantern shook his head, and was about to say something, Zhao Ma pointed at the gathering of gods with flushed cheeks, one person and one wine cup: "Look, Lord Jingjiang is also a human being, but she can't feel it at all when she sits with the gods." It's a violation."

The ghost lamp followed Zhaoma's hand and saw Jingjiang slowly moving to the side of the wine tank, beckoning to Daguo Zhuming's artifact to add new wine to him.

"This guy……"

Obviously, the drinking capacity is quite average, do you want to compete with those gods in a human posture?

"Ahaha, it's rare to meet such a banquet. If Your Excellency Jingjiang wants to drink more occasionally..."

Zhao Ma's voice became smaller and smaller.

Holding the wine cup, Jingjiang staggered up to Pishamentian.

Pishamontian, who was also a little drunk, raised his hand to clink his glasses. The two of them kept the same movement, one tall and one low, and they both raised their necks.

"Phi, Lord Pishamentian..."

As it was related to Pishamentian, Zhao Ma finally couldn't maintain a calm look: "You have drunk a lot of wine now..."

The young man stiffened and wanted to go forward to help Pishamentian, but the blond Valkyrie reached out and hooked Zhaoma's neck:

"Hey, Zhao Ma is the one who has become more and more serious in the past few hundred years. It is obviously an important festival, so it doesn't matter if you drink a little more?"

--too close.

Pishamentian leaned forward, her blond hair hanging down on Zhaoma's shoulders.The young artifact's heart was beating like thunder, and his first reaction was not to pass on his emotions to Pishamontian through the link between the artifact and the gods, otherwise, his... such disrespectful thoughts would definitely hurt the gods.

"So, Zhaoma—"

Pishamontian's lips smelt of alcohol when he moved and moved, which made Zhaoma feel that Pishamontian should not be allowed to come out and drink casually.

He stretched out an arm so that Bishamonten could easily support him, stood up staggeringly, and told Ghost Lantern: "Sorry, Bisha...Weina, she is a little drunk now, I will take her Go get some rest."

The ghost lamp nodded, in the palm of his hand, two karma emas the size of shogi were held in the palm of his hand, and the shadow of the wide sleeve of the karaoke completely enveloped the whole hand. Under the sleeve that no one was watching, the big The thumb lightly rubbed against the wooden ema, and turned the two emas in the palm of his hand, looking like an old man repeatedly playing with two walnuts.

On the other one, only a simple Chinese character is engraved.

Jingjiang also looks like alcohol is on his mind. The banquet of the gods is as rare as the strange wine that the monsters flock to at night, so that I don't have any special hobbies for wine on weekdays. I drank a few cups.

The alcohol rushed straight to the cheeks, let the oncoming wind blow on the face, and you can feel the coolness even more than before.A shadow shrouded the wine cup, against the bright lights in the room, it seemed like a bright moon was half covered.Jing Jiang raised his head and asked in doubt: "... Lord Ghost Lantern?"

——This guy is really a little drunk.

Obviously, he has always been called "ghost lamp さん" and "ghost lamp さん". Even Yan Mo Dawang can't abduct the rigid way of speaking with any accent. When he is drunk, it turns out that there will be some changes Is it?

Ghost Lantern stretched out his hand, grabbed the girl's wrist, and pulled her up with all his strength.With the green sword behind his back, Ghost Lamp's other hand supported the crooked scabbard, and the tentacles of the scabbard of the Heavenly Dao Sword that had been with him for hundreds of years were warm and cool.It has been rounded and rounded by the passage of time.

"gone."

He heard himself say, "If you drink any more, I remember that humans will have a headache when they wake up from a hangover."

"Shall we go back?"

Jing Jiang asked, under the influence of alcohol, her eyes were red and her eyes were clear.

"Ah."

Ghost Lamp nodded: "Go back to Huangquan Township."

The two were speechless all the way.

The ghost lamp didn't say that Jingjiang's fate immediately left shallow knife marks, nor did it say that no matter how they were traced, the two people's emas couldn't be connected by a red thread.He looked at the girl with her head tilted and resting beside him, and his expression rarely changed from the black-faced god who haunted all ghosts in Birazaka in the past, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

In the next second, he opened the curtains of the hazy car, letting the wind from Gao Tianyuan blow into the car.

"Master Ghost Lamp."

Hazy Che saw that Jingjiang was already drunk and fell asleep, so he also suppressed his voice: "Did you enjoy this fateful celebration?"

"Ah."

Ghost Lantern nodded: "I met a lot of old people, it was quite lively."

"Master Jingjiang seems to have drunk a lot?"

Oboroche was a little surprised: "It's really rare. I always heard that Master Jingjiang likes to go to the Eight Cold Hell alone to practice swords. I didn't expect to participate in this kind of activity occasionally."

"It's been a long time to see Bishamonten, she must be very happy to come."

The ghost lamp held his chin, surrounded by clouds and mist, the car was going down from Gaotianyuan, the body was tilted slightly.

He didn't come here entirely for the excitement and connection.

From a certain day in the past, Ghost Lamp began to realize that the purpose of many things done by this enemy who is still unknown today is not as simple as causing the incident itself.Such unrelated incidents one after another seemed more like some kind of temptation.

What is it testing?

Once you start to replace your own thoughts with those of the other party, even if you still don't know the way forward, the direction is clearer than ever.Like the other party, he has almost endless time. He believes that as long as he traces the traces of this road patiently enough, he will be able to find more clues.

Hiding whereabouts, appointing gods, appointing artifacts, lurking in the dark, all these behaviors seem to be conspiratorial and layered, but they are actually proving one thing, that is, the enemy itself is not a strong enough guy.

Only the weak will want to use tricky methods to win, just like only monsters who are not so confident in their own strength will want to poison their weapons.

Ghost Lantern took a sip of the tea provided by the car, and gently closed his eyes.

The first point is that the other party has planned for an incalculable amount of time, and it is temporarily unknown what purpose they have.But in the same way, the opponent's essential strength should be quite weak compared with himself and even Jingjiang.

The second point is that there is a reason for everything, and the fate of letting the artifact cut Jingjiang apart, even though there is an element of pouring out malice in it, it seems that the more important thing is not the event itself.

Ghost Lamp's slightly curled fingers moved slightly.

——This is like trying to verify whether Yato God has the power to cut off fate.