On Re-employment of Shikigami

After Su Yan answered Seimei's title, not only Kagura and Yuan Boya, but also Seimei himself felt relieved, and he didn't know what to be afraid of, probably because of the instinctive fear of the kingdom of death as a living person.

"My aunt asked the ghost to let me come here. Is there any order? I am ashamed to say that I have never taken the initiative to come to see my aunt. It is really rude." But at that time, Pluto had to ask An Yuzao's heart to agree to the unevenness of the situation. Qingming naturally understood that the gods attached great importance to promises, but he still had self-knowledge.

If there is no major event to disturb this Pluto, let’s not talk about the presumptuous question, what if it offends this man, what should we do when something really happens? Relationships are of course reserved for saving lives.

"Don't worry about it. It's not a good place for living people to come to hell for nothing." Su Yan waved his hand to get to the point, "I'm looking for you this time because of Yamata no Orochi." And Yuan Boya's attention was attracted.

"Recently, my underworld has also been affected by Yamata no Orochi, but they do it secretly. There are relatively few normal souls in the underworld, so they were discovered only after the outbreak. I looked at it and it was urged by some people in this world who believe in the evil god Yamata no Orochi. Only evil spirits can lurk into the underworld." Su Yan spread out the map of the world and pointed his finger, "The location is here, and there are three weaker places here, this and this."

Qingming's eyes lit up when he heard Su Yan's words, and Kagura and Yuan Boya were both surprised. Although Yamata no Orochi was sealed, evil spirits are still pervading the world. Everything, but the evil gods actually use it when they say they use it.

But it is very difficult for them to find these people, because those who can subvert the mind of the world are not simple people. Now that the Lord of Hell has directly pointed out the way for them, it is natural that it can be described as ecstasy.

"About the present world that is ruled by your humans, it is not convenient for me to intervene too much, so I hope to use your hand to send these people to me. After that, I will give you my token. If you encounter difficulties, you can Find the nearby big monster to help, if you are really troublesome, you can send a message to the ghost messenger in this world, and I will come to help you."

Saying this, Su Yan took out a dark round wooden signboard from the side of the table, with a small bronze mirror inlaid in the middle of the wooden signboard, with a beast engraved on the back of the bronze mirror, and four characters written on the side [Nether Road Guide] .

Qingming raised his hands and took the bronze mirror respectfully, feeling really excited in his heart. Qingming had only seen this [Nether Road Guide] Qingming in a senior's handbook, and there have always been different opinions on whether the world of Yin and Yang really existed.

According to the records of that senior, it was because he saved a ghost messenger that the ghost messenger lent his own [Nether Road Guide] once to the senior. With this [Nether Road Guide], the gate of hell will be opened for you. And it can ensure safe entry and exit. In order to save his wife, the senior went to the underworld to pick the [Longevity Chrysanthemum] that grew in Santuchuan.

In this world, no one knows whether Nether Road Yin and Changshengju exist, but now that he has obtained [Nether Road Yin], what about the longevity chrysanthemum?

Qingming knew that he shouldn't ask for anything else, but his longing for the chrysanthemum and the kindness to his teacher's upbringing and education still made him speak: "My aunt, although it is presumptuous to ask this, but is there really a chrysanthemum here? Give me one?" Seeing Su Yan, Qingming explained thoughtfully, "To tell you the truth, my aunt, I was forced to separate from my mother since I was a child, and I only read letters from my mother until my mother died, and my father was only a descendant of the family. , if it wasn’t for my mentor who took a fancy to me and led me into the Gate of Yin and Yang, I’m afraid I don’t know where I am.”

Although Qingming was not hungry when he was a child, his life was really ordinary, just a little better than that of poor people. His father was not valued, and he was always depressed. If he hadn't become a success under the guidance of his mentor, he would be what he is today. His father may be an alcoholic now, and even if he lives to be an adult, he will be as inactive as those offshoots of the family.

"Well...the chrysanthemum you mentioned does exist, and it grows near the Santu River." Su Yan was just wondering if there was such a thing, "In fact, this kind of flower is not very useful for people in the world. It can only keep the soul alive. It’s useful to be sober, but if you want, I’ll let someone take you there, but there seems to be something unusual about Santuchuan..."

"Auntie, please don't worry, Qingming is willing to go and check." Qingming can be said to be overjoyed. Even if the longevity chrysanthemum does not have the effect of prolonging life, it would be good if the soul is awake, because his teacher's health is not bad, but he is getting old. For dementia, Changsheng chrysanthemum is the right symptom.

"That's fine." Su Yan didn't talk nonsense and called the ghost messenger to lead the three to Santuchuan. If they ran faster, they might be able to catch up with the black and white brothers in front.

Su Yan continued to deal with the life and death book that was sent in, and he didn't know how long it took. Two ghost messengers stumbled in, Su Yan looked at it in a daze, and his face immediately changed: "Are you trash?"

The two ghost messengers crawled on the ground trembling all over, not daring to say a word, they just took out a pen and a [You Ming Lu Yin] in their hands.

With red eyes, Su Yan took the pen and [You Ming Lu Yin], took a few breaths before recovering, gritted his teeth and said, "Throw everyone caught to [Santu River]."

"Your Majesty..." The two ghost messengers raised their heads at the same time. This Lord Pluto is definitely a benevolent Lord of Hell. Except for the heinous, he would not easily throw his soul into the Santu River. This time, the chaos in the underworld broke out. There are thousands of souls involved in it, wouldn't it be too much to throw these thousands of souls into the Santu River?

"Get out!" Su Yan waved the teacup and smashed it over, and the two ghost servants didn't dare to delay any longer and ran out.

Only then did Su Yan support the desk beside him, squeezed the pen and [You Ming Lu Yin] and pursed his lips, so as not to hold back his tears.

She kept saying to herself, the judge is a shikigami now, even if she dies, her spirit returns to her main body, but there are two worlds between the judge's body and her soul, and she doesn't have the game system that Lolita loves as a plug-in. Whether a ray of spirit can go back is another matter.

Su Yan couldn't help complaining to herself when she thought of this, because there had been no accidents for hundreds of years, so she kept ignoring that the judge is actually a smooth shikigami without a soul, and the strength of the shikigami itself cannot be compared with the main body, He didn't realize that he was a shikigami judge and didn't have a clear understanding of his current power, which is why this time the gutter capsized.

Su Yan couldn't read the book of life and death anymore, so she went back to the inner room, fell on the skull cloud and closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, she found that her surroundings were no longer white, and the red carpet painted black and white. There are purple patterns, and the tall ceiling is also full of carvings. Although the light is a bit dim, it is not difficult to see the magnificence of this place.

Su Yan looked around and reacted belatedly. This should be the underworld, the underworld of a world, in the highest castle among the continuous hell buildings, there is a cloud of skeletons floating towards the window. A very large buff Skull Moon.

After Su Yan opened the door, he found that many of the previously pitch-black buildings had already hung lanterns, and there were faint voices of people. These were the residents of hell, and they turned a blind eye to Su Yan who was floating around.

Only the bright red Bana flowers swaying on the side of Huangquan Road seem to have noticed something, but a breathing Bana flower directly grows a bud from the side of the road and then blooms quickly. The girl in a red dress is swaying forward among the flowers, and her eyes are on Su Yan. He paused in mid-air, and then moved away with a puzzled expression on his face.

Su Yan guessed that he was neither the body nor the soul at this time, maybe it was just a thought. After all, this underworld was poured out with her blood, and it is not too much to say that it is a part of her body.

After Su Yan went around in the hell in another world, she found that everything was in order, and nothing happened because of her disappearance. This made her feel relieved and at the same time looked forward to her future life. Naturally, she let go of the shopkeeper It was very pleasant, but it was a pity that she didn't see Qian Chen this time, but she was happy to see this kind of abnormality.

Is it because the judge returned to the body and Qian Shen was merging the soul so she was not pulled into the dream by her?

Su Yan guessed like this, praying that his guess would be realized.

The judge committed suicide before he went mad because he was infected with the evil spirit of the evil spirit. Regardless of whether he was a shikigami or not, his death was unforgettable to Su Yan.

Compared with Mechiyo and Jiro, Judge has been with her for hundreds of years, and it can no longer be described as deep feelings. If it is not known that Judge and Qianchen are the same person, and Judge is a shikigami, Su Yan feels that at this moment she is May have been crazy.

But even these people know that the pain in Su Yan's heart is real, and she needs to do something to alleviate her unbearable pain. Only by letting those who caused the crimes suffer as much as her, can she really be relieved.

However, she hadn't figured out which method to use to dispel the hatred in her heart. A group of big monsters came suddenly, and they brought one thing, which was a kind of rope with a strange material, which was very strong and invulnerable to water and fire. Ji took her big long knife and slashed more than a dozen times without even a trace, as if it had been hacked.

The demon luthier who seldom shows up is also here this time, accompanied by a sallow-faced bride who looks like she might spit out at any time.

"Pregnant?" Su Yan asked tentatively.

The bride's face froze, her charming and bright face showed shyness, and the demon luthier beside her pursed her lips and turned her eyes away, her ears flushed.

"No, no, Mr. Yan Mo, you misunderstood me. I have nothing to do with him..." The new bride hurriedly explained, but she couldn't continue speaking in embarrassment at this point, but the big monsters next to her looked at her with disdain. Xiangyao Luthier: You look like a dog, but you are actually a coward. It has been hundreds of years under the same roof and you haven't rolled together.

Demon Luthier: How can a group of croaking idiots without integrity understand our realm!

A group of unscrupulous big monsters told Su Yan that this rope was woven from the spider silk vomited out by the bride, because to make this kind of spider silk, the bride had to eat more than a dozen kinds of medicinal materials. food, that's why his complexion became what it is now.

Su Yan heard that the rope in his hand was vomited out by the bride, so his hands trembled and he almost threw it away. At least he held back and listened to everyone's discussion about the use of the rope with a sullen face.

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