Tomo-sama's Rescue Plan - Hell Chapter

The ghost Tong Mo really confuses me.

Since I lost almost all of my memory, I have no concept of the reality of the existence of "ghosts".According to what he said before, these creatures were created by an ancestor thousands of years ago. They hide by day and come out at night, are afraid of the sun, and feed on human flesh. Dai fought with the ghost king and the evil ghosts under his command, endlessly.

Although evil spirits are strong, human beings have endless descendants.In the following years, some people will become ghosts, and some people will kill ghosts, and they have been entangled for thousands of years.

This is "karma", the word popped into my head.

But from Tong Mo's mouth, the whole story took on a strange sense of irony.

"It's not a complicated matter. Human beings are sad creatures themselves, always struggling, whether for money, fame, or for the whole family. In good times, they can barely eat and clothe. In bad times, human beings also eat their own kind. In order to cover up the last bit of hypocritical conscience, they even exchange food with each other. Your family eats my family's women, and my family eats your family's children. Alas, that tragic scene Ah, it's really sad." He pretended to wipe away his tears.

"Because of this, believing in those false morals and rules can make them cling to them, just like ants in a flood cling to driftwood. Poor, really pitiful."

Humanity?I remembered the blurred faces in the broken memory, and their continuous prayers, and frowned.

"There is no way out, but you still believe that there will be a god to save them. You are really stupid."

Tong Mopan sat on a lotus flower made of ice, and used his vampire skills to drive the lotus flower to float in mid-air.I find it unreasonable to run around in such a frightening and spiritually consuming way, after all, the number of safflower crystals in our hands is limited.But this ghost is really so clever that it asked me inexplicably:

"Has Xiaoran ever soaked in a hot spring?"

"what is that?"

"Ah, haven't you even experienced a hot spring bath? What a poor child." He said sympathetically.

Later, when I passed by the river full of red flowers, I was still crazily picking flowers, but I saw Tong Mo go somewhere, observed carefully for a while, opened the fan and said with a smile: "Look, this is the first time I am in a non-combat situation." Use this!"

"Blood Ghost Art Man Lotus Flower."

As if alive, lotus vines formed of ice crystals grew rapidly from the void, and then penetrated into the hard ground. After a while, the ground under the feet suddenly trembled, and the soil surface began to collapse, finally forming a large pit.Several vines quickly pulled away from the ground, the ends were covered with blood-like liquid, but flowing with a strange liquid that was as brilliant as jewels.

Immediately afterwards, a large stream of red liquid suddenly spewed out from the sunken ground, continuously, and accumulated into a small pool in no time.

Tong Mo gracefully made a "please" gesture, and I suddenly realized what he had done.

The red flowers blooming in the dry river are just appearances. These blood-red liquids are the real river water of the Santu River. This is a river of spiritual power flowing underground, like a huge blood vessel, nourishing the existence of the entire endless hell. .

This ghost with a clear mind actually found this blood vessel.

I carefully stepped into the red water with bare feet, they turned out to be warm.

"Hot Spring"?What kind of life did this ghost live before, so he can enjoy it so much?

"Tong Mo, you really... wait! Why are you taking off your clothes?!"

The ghost, who had already taken off his robe and shirt, had innocence written all over his face: "What are you talking about, of course you are enjoying a hot spring bath with cute Xiaoran!"

"...You pervert, don't come here!"

Under the infiltration of the Santu River, my regenerated hand returned to normal at an unprecedented speed, and the spiritual power flowing in the blood has never been so abundant and boiling.

The price is keeping your head down the whole time.It doesn't matter, I've always been calm and collected, and I can't embarrass me in some hot spring with a half-naked ghost who doesn't know what's in his head, no!

The river of spiritual power gushing out of the ground attracted a large number of "dumps", and even a few wandering monsters began to gather in this direction.Tong Mo casually patted the water surface with his fan, and a thick white mist suddenly rose around him, and all outside sounds disappeared, and I saw hexagonal ice flowers floating in the air, like the ghost's eyes Refracted colorful light.

What a nice view.

"Master Tong Mo, you should have lived a pretty good life in the past, right?"

Oddly enough, I asked.

"It's not bad, but I seldom have free time. After all, as the Son of God, it is my duty to save the believers. I must listen to the wishes of those poor people at any time." His soft and pleasant voice came through the mist, It sounded a bit ethereal, "Why, does Xiao Ran have any painful things to tell me? I'd love to hear from you."

"I don't have any pain." I thought for a while, and continued: "Besides, isn't it unreasonable? Because of my own pain, I have to find a way to let others share it with me, no matter whether this person is familiar or not, as long as It’s enough to just ask him for it. In this case, wouldn’t the person who has been asked for it be forever bearing the pain that doesn’t belong to him? Isn’t this too hard?”

The ghost at the other end of the white mist paused for a moment, and then burst into exaggerated laughter.

"Hehehehe, Xiaoran is really too cute! Do you think so? It's the first time I heard such a saying! But don't worry, as a child of God, I won't feel hard, after all, to ensure the happiness of believers It is my responsibility! Of course, if it is too painful, I will also send them to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, where there is nothing tragic and very happy."

"But I always feel a little strange." I scratched my wet hair, "When these people were in trouble, no one came to save them, neither gods nor their kind, only you I am willing to help them. But in the end, they all went to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and you, who took the pain for them, came here. What is the reason for this?"

Lord of Arakawa, please have mercy on us...

Lord Arakawa, please protect us...

Lord of Arakawa, please accept our offering...

The sounds of wooden fish and prayers sounded out of place in my mind. I covered my face with a cup of water, and some sporadic pictures flashed again through my eyes that were dyed red.

It is an endless ocean.

The murky torrent, carrying debris of houses and floating corpses, seemed to never stop.

After that, there was a sharp fire, and someone was reciting a lengthy incantation.

It hurts...it hurts.

Why do you treat me like this, I am obviously, obviously...

A pair of hands suddenly covered my ears, with slender and graceful joints.Maybe it was because those hands were too cold, the voice in my head suddenly faded, and the surroundings became quiet again.

I raised my head reflexively, facing those beautiful eyes like glass.

"Don't think about those things, Xiaoran."

Tong Mo's voice was very gentle, and his charm was like fine silk. At that moment, I even thought that there was a god descending in front of me.

It even made me ignore how he could see what I was thinking.

"As long as you follow me, I will definitely save you."

The red water slid over the man's chin, dripped onto the sculpted collarbone, and then slid down to the muscular chest. The white oak hair was intertwined with the water, like a lotus floating in blood. pistil.

The distance is too close, the air seems to be frozen as silent, and only the sound of my heartbeat is left in my ears.

Strange, I should have been dead for a long time.

And yet what a wonder, this sense of reassurance.Probably because of this feeling, countless ants would rather drink poison to quench their thirst than enjoy it.

Driftwood in the flood, firelight in the cold night.

I took a deep breath.

"Can you...can you put on your clothes and preach?"

"Hey, I'm so sad, Xiaoran can't understand my kindness?" Tong Mo put on his signature sad expression, "So sad, so sad."

I rolled my eyes frankly, and was about to continue to ridicule him, when I suddenly felt something approaching quickly not far away.

It's "Fen", that kind of giant monster that lives in the Santu River.

"Is it finally here? It's too slow."

The evil spirit showed a smile and sharp fangs, as if it was about to welcome a feast.