Tomo-sama's Rescue Plan - Hell Chapter

Obon Festival, the most important festival in August.According to legend, on this day, human beings not only have to make offerings to the monks and make atonement for the ancestors, but also clean the house and burn incense in front of the spiritual tablet to welcome the souls of the ancestors back home.

However, the ghosts in the Infernal Hell are obviously all homeless, so naturally there is nothing to offer.

But what do gods do?God is here to help you!

Using the "Kalachakra" to open the "door" of hell again, I did a lot of preparatory work in advance. After all, it has been almost two years since I left there. Although Tong Mo told me that the days in hell are now so happy that it is touching, But given that there is often a certain gap between the "happiness" that Tong Mo talks about and the normal "happiness", how should I put it, I feel that some more specific preparations are still needed.

This kind of thing can't be counted on a certain ghost.Hearing that I was going back to hell to deal with the reincarnation of the ghosts, the leader in the robes was sitting on his altar surrounded by flowers, and gave a sympathetic lecture:

"I'll leave it to you, Xiaoran. The gods believe that with your ability, you will be able to complete such an important job."

Me: "...as far as I know, I'm not the king of ghosts."

The leader covered his face with a golden fan, and said innocently: "It's not true, why don't Xiaoran go and ask Master Wu Mi if he wants to go with you?"

I glared at him in righteous indignation, but it was no use.

How on earth have these ghosts managed themselves for hundreds of years?This is an eternal mystery.

That's not how you open a coffee shop.

Thinking that every time Master Wuyou sees his subordinates, it will inevitably lead to bloody crimes, and the lethality is even more terrifying than that of the Ghost Killing Squad. I decided not to bother the man who is lurking in the obstetrics mansion and is busy doing drug export business. He is old.

It turned out that I, a god, stood under the water lily statue in the ruins of the old Ubuyashiki mansion, alone facing a group of whispering ghosts.

I couldn't help but sigh, after several battles, the huge ice bodhi created by the blood ghost technique is still standing, and now it has turned into a shallow lake under the crystal white skirt, in which countless fresh white lotuses are blooming.

It looks like a miracle, quite a bit of the demeanor of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

And the Forest of Undead finally had no undead, but completely turned into a peaceful forest.The golden veins of the Santu River interweave in the sky to form a gorgeous Milky Way like an aurora, and a round of bright moon shines on this land shrouded in eternal night.

It seems that after I left, Tong Mo and Yue Duming completed the purification of hell, which was an unexpected result.

It's not like doing nothing, that ghost.

Looking at the hundreds of ghosts in front of me, I didn't know what to say.They are dressed in clothes from different eras, like a group of wanderers in time, but gathered here, except for their strange appearance and posture, they seem to be no different from human beings.

Ghosts were originally human beings, so their souls still have more human characteristics.For example, I can hear the chatter among them now.

——Why is this woman?What about the grown-up?

——I heard that the adult was eaten by the second of the winding.

--really?How could there be such a thing?

——Are you squatting in the mountains stupidly?Don't know this?Later that Ji Guoyuan came here to fight, didn't you see?

——Hey, that battle was terrifying.

—So what is this woman here for?Winding picks?

——No, it’s hard to live a quiet life for a few days.

"That—" I interrupted the private chat of a group of ghosts with a little embarrassment, "I'm sorry, please be quiet, and allow me to say a few words."

Probably my voice spread out with the idea of ​​a god, which startled them, and there was a sudden silence below.

"I am the water god of Arakawa outside Edo Castle, and I am also a member of Lord Kamizuru and Tong Mo. You may or may not have seen me before. I am sorry to keep you waiting in hell for so long. I am here. It is also entrusted by the gods in charge of hell to help everyone go to the human world and reincarnate."

"Really?" A surprised voice from the ghost group said, "We don't need to be punished? Can we go to reincarnation?"

I stared at the group of ghosts in front of me: "You have degenerated into ghosts when you were alive. Although each has its own reasons, most of them are either accidents, or you are born unable to be a normal person, or you are forced by natural disasters and man-made disasters. If you can’t survive, you have already suffered a lot. Besides, you have experienced a lot when you came to hell. I believe that you all have a new understanding after going through some trials. This is enough, and other punishments are no longer needed.”

"Being born and growing up in a new era, new family, and new environment, you will become completely different people. Of course, maybe the memory of being a ghost in the previous life will still affect you. We call it karma, but all human beings have it. Your own karma, whether you do good or evil, has nothing to do with whether you were a human or a ghost, it depends on how you choose in front of your new life and whether you have learned to cherish yourself and life."

"Humans often say that you need to be punished and you need to atone for your sins, but pure punishment cannot make people grow and become enlightened. Besides, everyone has moments of desperation. You were all human beings once, and you should understand that no one has ever done anything for them. You are responsible for persecuting ghosts. Therefore, I can only ask you to bear your own karma and choose your own path. No matter what you choose, please remember that it is for your own soul, not for the standards set for you by others. "

"Whoever wants to become a human can choose to keep the memory of being a ghost in this life. I will also arrange a peaceful era for you to reincarnate. But who you will meet in your new life and what kind of person you will become are still unknown. After all Even the gods cannot fully predict the fate of everyone, but the soul completes transformation and growth in reincarnation, please remember this."

"Also, please remember that there is no heaven and hell in this world. It is the human heart that created the heaven and the hell. Even the gods can't do anything about it. But similarly, the human heart can also create the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, Although it is very difficult in reality, everyone can create their own pure land of bliss in their hearts. Because the gods are not on the altar, but in your heart."

"I've finished my words. Next, I will open the 'door' to the human world. Please prepare for reincarnation."

The golden beam of light rose above the earth again, and I sent down the rain of purification to help these souls who used to exist as "heterogeneous" in the world to embark on the road of rebirth.

They said goodbye to each other, with joy, sadness, confusion, and relief on their faces, but finally there was no resentment.

"Goodbye, everyone, see you in the next life."

The reincarnated ghosts had almost left. I looked back and was surprised to find that there were still a dozen scattered ghosts standing still.

"Uh, what are you guys...how do you plan?"

A woman holding a pipa stood out from the group of ghosts, no, a female ghost, with long black hair covering half of her face, she looked a little gloomy.

She bowed slightly as a salute.

"This... Lord God, if we don't want to leave here, what should we do?"

"Eh?"

I was a little confused, "You don't want to be reincarnated? You just want to stay in this place? But this is hell no matter what. Is this really good?"

"If God-sama thinks we'll feel lonely because of this, don't worry too much."

The woman's voice was slightly hoarse, but it was not unpleasant, "I made a living by playing the pipa, and I have long been tired of seeing those human faces. My husband is addicted to gambling, not only squandering my hard-earned money, He often beat and scolded me, and finally sold the kimono I used for performances. I killed him with a hammer in a rage, but found that playing with trembling mood and trembling hands after killing him could get unexpected results. Praise. From then on, I started killing people, until I met that adult and was turned into a ghost."

"After that, because my vampire art is to change the space, I was appointed by that adult to build and manage his castle—Infinite City."

"Ah! Infinite City was built by you!" I said in surprise, "I saw it in Master Wu Mi's memory, and the work done in that different space is very exquisite! You are too amazing!"

The woman paused, with a subtle hint of pride in her tone.

"That's right. The Infinite City was created by my blood ghost technique. For a hundred years, I stayed there alone every day. All I did was help the lord hold a meeting and spy on such small things as intelligence, but there is no need to curry favor. Guest, I don't have to think about whether my music is good or not, but I feel very peaceful."

"However, even then, I was killed by that lord in the end, because in the last battle, a kid used vampirism to seize the control of Infinite City from me. Although I have been serving that lord conscientiously, At the critical moment, he still abandoned me without hesitation."

I sighed, "This is indeed the style of Mr. Wu Mi, I don't blame you."

"I've thought about it for a long time since I came to hell," the woman continued calmly. "Actually, I'm not interested in being a human or a ghost. I just want to stay in a quiet place and practice hard. If possible, please ask God to satisfy me." this wish."

"Xiaosheng is the same."

A tall male ghost walked out beside the woman, with a fierce face and several drums on his body, but he was a little shy when he spoke.

"Xiaosheng used to be a writer. His lifelong pursuit was to write good articles. He just liked to play the drums as an amateur. However, my seniors trampled on my manuscript paper for lack of talent and despised my drumming skills. It’s really unbearable. Xiaosheng turned into a ghost just to get inspiration for writing, but even if he turned into a ghost, he still couldn’t write good articles. He didn’t even have any talent to speak of being a ghost. An adult was removed from the lower string... But what Xiaosheng didn't expect was that after being killed by a ghost hunter and coming to hell, his writings and thoughts flowed like a fountain, and he couldn't write enough. So Xiaosheng figured it out, what I like is writing and typing It’s just a drum. As for whether you have talent or whether you will be recognized by others, it’s actually not that important. If you’re here, at least you don’t have to worry about making a living, and you can devote yourself to writing. Maybe one day, Xiaosheng can really write something that shocks the world. Maybe even a good article."

"Mr. Xiangkai is a stable person, I can guarantee him." The woman said, "And everyone here is in the same situation. We can gain peace by staying here, and please understand our feelings .”

This was unexpected.

Seeing that I was silent, the woman seemed a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I... have never fought for myself or others before, is this request too unreasonable?"

"Nothing like that." I laughed. "What's your name?"

"I can't remember my name when I was a human being. That adult called me Naruto."

"Miss Naruto, is your vampire technique transforming space?"

"Yes, exactly."

The male ghost whispered at the side: "In fact, Xiaosheng's blood ghost technique is similar to Miss Ming's, but because he has no talent, he can only transform the scope of a house."

"That's great!"

I took out the "time wheel".

"This is the 'gate' that can connect hell and the world. I asked Tsukiyomi to make some improvements so that people and objects here can go to the world through this door, and people and objects in the world can also be transmitted here. Since Naruto The lady has expertise in transforming spaces, can I entrust it to you? In this way, you can use the power of the gods above to help me manage this space."

"As far as I know, 'spells' related to space are very rare. I hope you two don't waste your talents. If you want to, take advantage of this opportunity to practice hard and keep working hard."

The male ghost raised his head in shock: "You mean, Xiaosheng's blood ghost technique is actually a talent?"

"Of course," I nodded earnestly, "In my opinion, the blood ghost technique does not have to be used for killing or fighting. The blood ghost technique of this young lady Ming is very practical. After all, even Lord Wu Mi also needs it. It's a place to live. The 'art' that can transform the space is very rare, so please cherish it."

"This... this is really..."

The male ghost suddenly burst into tears.

"So Xiaosheng is also talented? Isn't he good at nothing?"

"Everyone has their own talents, but sometimes they don't meet the right environment and times, and they can't be recognized. This is also due to fate. But if you can find your own specialties in hell, it's also a good thing. .”

"Then I have a specialty!" A petite female ghost appeared from behind, and she looked quite cute, "I used to be a ghost, because I was scared every time I faced the ghost hunter's pillar, so I always ran away , and was executed by that adult. But after coming to hell, I found that I like the plants here, after all, my family runs a medicine shop, so I think it is more interesting to be here than to reincarnate."

"Me too and me too..."

A group of ghosts were laughing and quarreling, Miss Ming was obviously the most senior among them, she asked:

"Then what kind of space does God want? Like an infinite city?"

I looked at the endless forest under the moon and said:

"It's up to you, because you are the ones who choose to live here and treat this place as your home. Even if Master Wu Mi comes, he is still a guest, and Master Tong Mo and I have no idea about such things. Oh, to Why not just ask you to build a temple for him around this Water Lily Bodhisattva, in case he wants to come and live when he is happy in the future."

"Your Excellency Tong Mo...is quite an interesting person." Miss Ming unexpectedly let out a helpless laugh, "In the past, he was the person I was most afraid of meeting in Infinite City, because he would always talk to you endlessly, making noises. People with headaches. And as long as I meet His Excellency Yiwozuo, I will definitely fight. Every time I have a meeting, I only hope that it will end as soon as possible and let them go back to their respective homes."

"Yeah," I couldn't help laughing, "He's that kind of person, and he's still eloquent when he talks."

"By the way, there is another question." Miss Ming Nu said.

"The ghost blood on my body seems to have expired, so I can't use the blood ghost technique, so what should I do?"

"This is really a problem..." I thought for a while, and said, "Well... if you don't mind, maybe you can try my blood? Although I'm not a ghost, it seems that my blood can be useful for restoring vampires. Definitely help. But because I am a member of Lord Tong Mo, my blood must be mixed with his ghost blood, so if Miss Ming accepts my blood, it is actually equivalent to becoming his subordinate, which also requires you Just think it through."

"..."

Miss Naruto hesitated for a moment.

"Actually... I don't have any trust in that lord, or in the first string, but if it's you, my lord... I'm willing to follow."

"Eh?"

"Before, I kept hiding because I was worried about being found by the ghost killing team, but I happened to see how you helped Yuji and the others. We ghosts were despised so much when we were alive, and we still have to pay for our crimes when we die. Being punished, only you can treat us abandoned by this world as equals. This is the so-called salvation... I never believed in the existence of gods and Buddhas before, but if it were you, I would call you a god. "

After finishing speaking, she fell on the ground and kowtowed deeply to me.

"Please allow me to follow you, my lord."

"We are also willing to follow you." The other ghosts also fell to the ground one after another.

I have not been worshiped by others for many years, so it is a bit embarrassing.

"Please... please don't do this. The reason why I treat everyone equally is because in my opinion, the life of ghosts is also very important. Ghosts are like beasts in the forest. Although they threaten human life, they are only for the sake of seeking It’s all about survival, besides, most of you were forced into what you are today by various injustices in the world, and it’s not all your fault..."

Having said that, I couldn't help but stop because I remembered the past.

"I will help you all because I was isolated and trampled by humans when I was a human being, but I was lucky enough to meet a son of a god, and that child told me that I did nothing wrong, It was others who deliberately bullied me, so there is no need to feel guilty, and he also said that I was very brave in standing up to those people. Since then, I have decided to bring the salvation he gave me to as much as possible. As a god, I am far from qualified, but for the son of god in my memory, I am willing to work hard to go on."

"Everyone chooses to believe in me, I am really grateful. But I am used to being casual, and I am really not good at dealing with complicated things like subordinates or believers, so even if I give your blood to you, please treat me as a As friends, I will also treat everyone as friends with equal relations. So please don’t call me God-sama anymore, my surname is Arakawa, I hope I can get along well with everyone in the future.”

Suddenly realizing that there was one person missing, I looked around at the ghosts at the scene: "Excuse me... has anyone seen Huang Yue?"

"Are you talking about the substitute Winding Six? He usually practices knives in the woods and rarely talks to us."

Alas, this kid's personality...it's been two years and he's still so withdrawn.

Sure enough, I found that unruly young man in the woods. He was sitting on a half stump, holding a fruit in his hand, and he took a bite of it indifferently when he saw me.

"I thought you were dead, my lord," Yan Yue said coldly.

"It's only been less than two years, and you can't bear the loneliness?" I smiled and walked up to him and sat down, "Do you want to consider reincarnation?"

"No, I haven't practiced my knife well yet."

"It's almost enough, Xiao Yuyue, there will always be someone stronger than you in the world, the key is why you become stronger?" I looked at him, "It's as strong as Mr. Heishimou, but you have lived so painfully all your life. Do you want to be like him?"

"Are you kidding me? My good-for-nothing junior brother is nothing compared to Ji Guoyuan, but he beheaded me. That's what makes me sick."

I sighed, "I met your good-for-nothing junior brother at the soba noodle shop last month. He gained a lot of weight and is busy dating Tanjiro Kamado's younger sister. He will probably get married in a year. Having a baby."

"What?!" He stood up in a rage, "I knew that little trash was worthless! Did the old man just give up on the breathing method that he passed down with great difficulty?!"

"Yue Yue, the Ghost Killing Squad has disbanded."

"what?"

Yan Yue's expression froze.

"Disbanded? How is it possible?"

"Are you stupid? You ghosts have been going to hell since Mr. Wu Mi, why is there any need for the ghost killing team? It was disbanded in the spring after the Battle of Infinite City."

The boy's eyes suddenly became blank.

"Is it just disbanded...?" He murmured, "But I still want... still want to..."

"What are you thinking about? Revenge?" I smiled, "There are only two or three of Zhudu dead, either disabled or with stripes. I think your junior brother and the others are also disabled, even that Zaomen Tanjiro is open." Without dapples, you won't live for a few years."

The young man driven by shame and revenge suddenly seemed to have his bones pulled out.

"My life, in the end... what's the point?"

Huang Yue lowered his head, dug his fingers deeply into the cracks in the wood, and laughed softly.

"In the past, when I didn't even have enough to eat, I just wanted to stand out. When I met the old man, I felt that I was very lucky. I also made a lot of money by joining the ghost killing team. In two years, I will probably become a pillar. By now At that time, those who underestimated me could have nothing to say. Later... Later, I became a ghost and bowed my head in front of Master Hei Si Mou. I felt that there was nothing to be ashamed of. I just wanted to live. Besides, Master Hei Si Mou said, A swordsman who knows how to breathe becomes a ghost, and he will definitely accomplish a lot in the future. After finally overcoming the pain of turning into a ghost, after that, haha, I died inexplicably... hahaha... What a boring life..."

He smiled, whimpering in his voice.

"Master Shenming... Where did I go wrong? Why am I living such... so ridiculous?"

I gently put my hand on his twitching shoulder.

"Yue Yue, you didn't do anything wrong, don't push yourself any more."

"You're grown up, you're a man, you're not on the streets anymore. So try to move on."

"But I'm not reconciled!" He raised his head and stared at me with red eyes, "I haven't got anything yet! I haven't even fully grasped the breath of thunder! Just go to reincarnation like this, and start everything from scratch? Why? Are you kidding me?!"

"Yue Yue..."

I stare at the boy.

"In that case, let's live as a ghost."

He froze, "Are you kidding me, my lord? I'm already dead. Is there a second way besides being reincarnated as a human being?"

"You must have not listened to me just now. I asked other gods to transform the 'gate'. In fact, from now on, the ghosts here can go to the human world and obtain entities."

Yue Yue had an unbelievable expression: "Did you lie to me? How can there be a god like you who can tempt people to be ghosts?"

"No way, there must be someone to do the work." I spread my hands, "It doesn't matter to Mr. Tong Mo, but Mr. Wu Mi will need someone to work for him sooner or later. I heard that his recent medicine business is doing very well."

"That adult...isn't dead?"

"Of course, it's just lurking as someone else in the Miyayashiki family. But as long as you endure for a few more decades, you will be able to do what you want to do openly."

I put away my smile, "But you have to think about it, once you step out here as a ghost, there is no turning back, and you may have to endure unimaginable loneliness for hundreds or even thousands of years in the future. You are an ambitious My child, but ambition will be worn away by time one day, maybe one day, all your feelings will become indifferent in the endless years, can you be like Master Wu Mi or Master Tong Mo, in the eternity Coexisting with the changing world, and even witnessing the annihilation of familiar things in the river of time? This is more important than becoming Kamizuru, the awareness of being a clan of ghosts. Do you have such an awareness?"

Yan Yue was silent.

After a long time, he whispered:

"…Can not go back."

"Why can't you go back?"

"Once I experience the power of ghosts, I can't... go back."

He tightened his grip on the handle of the knife at his waist.

"Whether it is the ghost killing team or the breathing method, no matter how hard humans try, they are no match for ghosts in terms of strength. It is precisely because I understand this that I underestimate that little trash. But even if you hone the breathing method To the extreme, Zhu is just a short-lived human being. What ghosts can easily do, humans have to spend years, decades, or even a lifetime to do it. After experiencing the power of ghosts, I will never There's no way... to accept 'living a mediocre life as a human being'."

"I want... to become a strong man like Master Hei Si Mou. I don't want to be trampled on casually, and I don't want to swallow my anger just to get along with a group of trash. Even if I know what other people are talking about behind their backs Endurable, those days... I've had enough."

Yan Yue Ya's blue eyes seemed to be burning with endless flames.

"Please...let me live as a ghost, please."

"No."

"Eh?"

In the teahouse of the Bliss Sect, Tong Mo was lazily reclining on his soft seat, with a slender ebony pipe between his fair fingers, and the room was filled with the aroma of tobacco mixed with white sandalwood.

The leader happened to be "off work time", so instead of wearing a robe, he wore a dark blue linen bathrobe with the neckline open to reveal a beautifully shaped collarbone, just like Yoshiwara's mother-san.

Even the old fox's demonic eyes are similar.

I silently wiped my sweat.

Terrible, really terrible.

"People are only interested in cute girls. Boys like Xiao Yuyue are neither good-looking nor tasty."

"It's just a temporary stay, he has no place to go now." I sat down, feeling a little lacking in confidence, "Besides, didn't Xiaomei and the others live with you before?"

"It's different, Xiao Luo Ji and the prostitute Taro are obedient and good children, but Xiao Yueyue is not." Tong Mo said with a half-smile, "That child only lives for himself, for himself." You can betray anyone. Xiaoran, there is no sympathy and pity in the world of ghosts. The strong have always had the final say. He can play around with me. If he does anything unnecessary, I will not be polite. "

"It's natural. You can let your people stare at him. If he doesn't behave, you can kill him directly. You don't need to discuss with me."

"Have you given him flowers?"

"Well, there is also my blood. In this way, he should be able to suppress his desire to eat people, and you can monitor his every move at any time." I sighed softly, "I've made you worry, Master Tong Mo. "

"It's completely understandable, Xiaoran is a god~"

The ghost suddenly put on a smiling face, and the oppressive feeling just now was swept away.

"But he has done Xiao Ran such a big favor, how can you thank him?"

This preoccupied dog man!

"I helped you subdue Miss Ming and a few lower strings. From now on, Necromancer Hell will be your infinite city." I glared at him not to be outdone, "What more thanks do you want?"

"What's that called? It's a territory that they have laid down by themselves~" The ghost smiled shamelessly, "Although Miss Pipa's blood ghost technique is practical, she is too weak. I don't need subordinates who are too weak." oh~”

"I can't say that. If you use it properly, there will be no useless 'skills'." I said seriously, "Maybe one day we will still fight Lord Wu Mi or other enemies. Before that, the more helpers you have The better. As your family member, I must consider everything for you, this is my duty."

"Hey, Xiaoran has started to teach others again, I don't want to listen~ If you want to express your gratitude, you must fulfill two wishes~"

"What wish? You, don't be too greedy!"

My body was suddenly pulled forcefully by something, and I crashed into that tobacco-smelling embrace unprepared.

The lotus tendrils of ice wrapped tightly around my waist, and Tong Mo's cold fingertips slowly slid across my neck, slipped into my light kimono, and cut a wound at the position of my heart.

Blood gushes out from the wound, and in the summer room, the unique fragrance of the gods spreads.

The ghost licked the corner of his mouth and narrowed his eyes.

"In the future, you are not allowed to distribute blood to other people casually. The delicious blood of Lord God belongs to me alone."

I couldn't move at all, so I just nodded, "Okay, I promise you, if I meet a suitable person in the future, I will discuss it with you."

"and also…"

He leaned into my ear and said softly, "When I get back to Kyoto, I need a reward."

"Whatever you want, is it an arm or a leg this time?"

"No, I'll tell you when the time comes~"

It's just a few bites, who is afraid of whom!

I looked straight at him and smiled with confidence.

"Since I'm your maid, it's my duty to serve the leader, even if I die for it!"

"Ahaha, you are indeed my Xiaoran~" the ghost laughed loudly, "I will remember your words!"

"Yamada—"

Mr. Yamada's respectful voice came from outside the paper door of the tea room:

"Yes, my lord."

"Send someone to keep an eye on the new kid who arrived today. Also," the leader said with a meaningful smile on his face, "you can leave all the hard work in the church to him~"

"Yes, it will be done as you said."

...Please be yourself, Master Tong Mo!