[comprehensive] shikigami record

The moment the future appeared in front of Yan Mo Temple, the tense atmosphere stagnated slightly.

In the dark underworld, those gilt-gold demon pupils shone brightly, and their eyes glided coldly over the ghost guard guarding Yan Mo, and then the big silver-haired monster leaped down from the roof decisively.

The harsh wind blows towards her face, her vision blurs, and then her vision is occupied by the cold armor Ibaraki Doji is wearing.

The scarlet ghost claw stretched out, and the claw that wanted to touch her body passed straight through the girl's arm.

Ibaraki and Mirai were stunned.

"Hell is the home of the soul. Even if you enter from the entrance of the underworld, the little girl beside you is just a pure soul."

Yan Mo sat on the moon in the clouds and came down from the palace, with an unpredictable smile on his lips: "Even so, you still want to take her away?"

The future was slightly startled, and the words of the Lord of Hell ran through her mind. She seemed to have checked something, and looked away from Ibaraki Doji who was frowning. She looked at Yan Mo who fell in front of her: "You put me Brought from the underworld to hell?"

Yan Mo chuckled when he heard the words: "Yellow Spring is Izanami's territory, once she finds out, you will be trapped there by her."

"I didn't disturb each other with Izanami, it's just..."

"Because of the judge?" Wei Dao arrived for Yan Mo, with an inexplicable expression on his porcelain-like face.

Judge is one of her first shikigami. The ghosts and gods in charge of the world of the dead signed a contract with her. snatch...

The newborn Nue's body could not fully adapt to the present world, and he might have forced a judge who is very familiar with hell to open the gate of the underworld for him, and found a very suitable hiding place in hell, a place that even the lord of hell-Yan Mo couldn't touch. The place.

"Sure enough, as the judge said, she is a smart little girl."

Before Mirai could speak, Ibaraki Doji let out a soft snort.

Although Ibaraki's IQ will drop suddenly when he meets Shuten-douji, in fact he has the calmness and rationality not lost to Shuten-douji.

He was originally a ghost, the ghost of Rashomon, and later became the subordinate of the king of the ghost clan. Thousands of years ago, he had dealt with people from the underworld, not to mention that he was chopped off by humans on his right arm. He once went to Huangquan himself and sealed his arm there to remember the revenge of the broken arm.

Therefore, Ibaraki Doji still has a certain understanding of ghost messengers in hell.

At that time, under the instructions of his best friend, he followed the little ghost and jumped off the entrance of the imminently closed Huangquan, but found her breath in hell.

Izanami of Huangquan is a lunatic at all. No matter it is a god, a ghost or a living person, she will be forcibly kept by her, let alone a kid who had no resistance at that time. It is impossible for her to escape the pursuit of that crazy woman And the invasion of the miasma of the underworld.

In such a short time difference, he was transferred to Hell. It must have been a good thing that Yan Mo did, so he went straight to Huanglong and hit the Yan Mo Palace, and only then did he have the scene of confronting the ghost messengers just now.

His eyes gleamed across the little girl who was not in good condition, and Ibaraki Doji looked thoughtfully at the fingertips that had just passed straight through her body.

Although it is a soul, with her spiritual power, it shouldn't be able to maintain the body, so it is already weak to that extent?

And judging by the way she can walk around in hell, she doesn't seem to be treated like a normal person whose lifespan has expired.

This guy Yan Mo...

Ibaraki Doji leaned slightly to block the sight of the pretentious woman sitting on the moon in the cloud looking at the little girl behind him, frowned, and asked in a bland tone: "What's your idea?"

A demonic aura full of oppression erupted from him, and his cold and seductive demon eyes looked down at Yan Mo who was sitting in the moon among the clouds, and he said arrogantly: "No matter what your plan is, I will definitely take that little devil behind you with me." let's go."

"Take it away?" Yan Mo raised his hand and silently stopped the ghost messenger who was irritated by the big monster's contemptuous words, and smiled instead of anger: "Where are you going to take it?"

"In this world?"

Glancing at Ibaraki Doji with lowered eyelids, Yan Mo raised the corners of his lips coldly: "If you want the little girl's soul to perish, then take her away."

Ibaraki Doji suffocated after hearing the cold breath all over his body, and then a more dangerous demon power erupted: "Yan Mo, what do you mean?!"

"Ibaraki."

The confrontation between the two parties was only enough time for Mirai to adapt to the body that was just a spirit body. Seeing the big monster who was about to riot in front of her, she would materialize her hands and grab his sleeves.

Taking a step forward, she exposed herself to Yan Mo again, and before Ibaraki Doji could say anything, she gave him a chuckle, and then shook her head.

A few traces of gloom appeared in her quiet black pupils, she turned her head to look at Yan Mo to confirm, her lips moved slightly: "The soul body is incomplete and has left the body, even though I am the main soul now, I lack a trace of soul and soul... ..."

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she continued to explain, her words without emotional fluctuations seemed to be talking about something irrelevant to her: "It's like water without a closed container, and part of it is lost, even if it is gathered together, most of it will be exposed to the sun. How long does it take for that feeling to go away?"

"What's more, I am not a dead soul but a living soul."

With a flash of astonishment on his face, Yan Mo glanced at the girl who didn't seem to care in surprise, and raised his eyebrows: "You know?"

"...Well." Future nodded silently for a moment: "I have read it on the scroll recording the way of yin and yang, and—"

She stopped talking for a while, looked up at Yan Mo, and bent her lips: "And the judge has accidentally revealed that my life span seems to be quite long."

Hearing a certain name, Yan Mo, who had always been calm and restrained, flickered uncontrollably on his icy face, and his rosy lips were slightly pursed.

"I want to return to the present world."

The Lord of the Underworld sitting on the moon in the clouds was stunned for a moment: "Are you sure?"

"This world is no better than the underworld where the soul lives. If you leave hell, the speed at which your soul will dissipate will increase exponentially."

"I know." The future nodded lightly, her dark pupils were like abysses, and she couldn't see through her emotions. Although she smiled, she didn't smile at all: "I have a way. The reincarnated Nue won't hide in hell forever. After all, I still have to go back to the human world, and there needs to be a break between me and him."

"...Little girl, it's good to be determined, but don't be arrogant." Yan Mo was silent for a moment, then sighed slightly.

"It's not emotional." Future pursed his lips and murmured softly.

After sizing up the girl in front of her for a while, seeing that she had no desire to continue, Yan Mo pondered for a while, then nodded helplessly: "In that case, I won't stop you."

I wanted to protect the little girl for the sake of being the contractor before the judge, but this seemingly soft little girl is not someone who obediently hides behind others and asks her to protect her.

"Lord Yan Mo." Holding a black sickle in his hand, the man with the appearance of a pitch-black youth couldn't help but stepped forward: "Hei Qingming's soul escaped the ring of reincarnation, which is a dereliction of duty by the underworld. Please let me wait to help her."

Looking back in a little surprise, Yan Mo crossed his legs, supported his head with one hand, and lay on his side thoughtfully, as if thinking about the feasibility.

His eyes lightly fell on the pitch-black young man, standing in place in the future, letting the system yell in his head, there was no disturbance in his heart.

In the past, the purpose of accepting shikigami was to go home, but now, not to mention what Abe Seimei said, she realized that going back is meaningless, and the shikigami that is already missing a corner may not be able to help her go home.

There is also the origin of this system remains to be studied.

No, no, host, the system is not with those humans. The system is a brain. Would the ancients thousands of years ago know such a high-tech thing? !

Facing the righteous justification in her mind, the girl tilted her head calmly, and she let go of the sleeve she was holding in her hand and whispered: "Ibaraki, let's go."

The gilt vertical pupils fell on the abnormally silent girl, and when he frowned unconsciously, he was stained with worry, which thawed his condensed expression a bit, and he pulled the corners of his mouth impatiently, not paying attention to the ghost at all. What the poor said, the ghost claw turned into a human hand, and the icy fingertips pinched the girl's small chin.

"I say you……"

The force that was not light but not heavy forced her to raise her head, and her calm black eyes looked into those twinkling golden pupils.

Ibaraki's expression was as cold and dangerous as ever, but he didn't even realize it. His sharp and cold eyes fell on the girl because he unconsciously suppressed the hostility in his eyes.

"You don't think you want to die, do you?"

"Let me tell you in advance, the agreement I reached with my best friend does not include taking you out of hell to die."

After silently looking at the handsome face who was very close to him for a while, his pale lips moved: "No..."

The corners of her mouth were slowly opened, Mirai raised her hand to catch Ibaraki's hand pinching her chin, and moved it away slightly, her pupils like black agate were like thick ink that couldn't be melted away, the corners of her lips were tainted with malice, "Of course not," she said.

"Sending death is only for the weak, and I am not weak."

Ibaraki Doji stared at her appreciatively for a few seconds, and when he realized that there was no sign of weakness or guilt in her eyes, he raised his brows slightly, and there was a bit of interest in his handsome eyes, and then he grinned wildly and Laughed wickedly.

Suddenly, he stopped laughing, leaned over to approach the girl, his eyes met for a while, and the unique aura of the big monster covered her.

Arms were pulled to prevent her from stepping back.

"The aura is pretty good. It barely dispelled the anger after knowing that your best friend signed a contract with you, but I don't agree with it..."

"My friend is a man who dominates the peak of the demon clan. How can a mere half-monster make a best friend bow down?"

Hearing the word half demon, her pupils trembled suddenly, her teeth bit her lower lip, and she did not refute in the future.

And Ibaraki Doji's words continued.

"Furthermore, if it wasn't for signing a contract with you, how could your best friend be taken advantage of by that guy who should have died thousands of years ago, and let that hateful human being go his own way?"

After listening, Wei slowly lowered his eyes, then broke free from his restraint, and made a slightly dull voice: "Well, it's my fault."

The brat, who was always eloquent, bowed his head and admitted his mistake so straightforwardly now, not only did not eliminate the resentment in his heart, but made him even more angry.

It's just that before he had time to attack, the little girl who was still hanging her head as if she was depressed just now stood on her tiptoes and grabbed the fabric of his neckline. Under his slightly startled eyes, she suddenly tightened her fingers, and then she slowly raised her hand. nod.

The pair of black pupils with a scarlet color that almost burn people shone with thrilling light, and even Ibaraki Doji, who was always said to be incomprehensible, had a moment of shikigami.

"Yes, I was wrong."

It's her selfishness, she shouldn't use the specious emotions of those big monsters to deceive and lure them into becoming her shikigami, and want to achieve her goal.

Even if she gave them her true love, it was an impure emotion mixed with selfish desires, and their care without impurities made her even more unbearable.

"Whether it's Shuten, Ootengu or Arakawa-san, Yimoren shouldn't succumb to any human..."

They were all the overlords of one party, the characters who could command the night walk of the ghosts, and they were big monsters with strong self-esteem, but...

"I was wrong, but the worst one is Nue!"

The black eyes were covered with bright red, and the strong emotion condensed in them was like a ignited flame, and it seemed to be able to bleed.

"The guy who died a thousand years ago has the audacity to take away my connection with them, hurt my aunt, dare to control them with the tone of ordering servants, play us in the palm of his hand, and want to rule over people and demons .”

"Don't think about it, I will never let him go! I was wrong, but that guy is the most unforgivable."

"I will definitely liberate Jiu Tun and them, and let Nue..."

The bright red veins on her fair face seemed to have life, and her magnificent eyebrows and eyes were full of hostility and ruthlessness. She gritted her teeth and spit out each sentence: "Dust, return, dust, earth, return, earth."

"..."

The gilt-gold demon pupils reflected burning blood eyes, and the jumping emotions in them were heart-wrenching.

He has never been able to understand why the cold and arrogant Ootengu, the calm and self-reliant Lord of Arakawa, became the Fallen Angel who is still untouched by the mortal world, and why his powerful and arrogant best friend would recognize this weak man who can be easily clawed by him. Defeat the crushed little devil who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

The golden streamer flickered, and the eyes stayed on her for a long time.

Now he seems to understand a little bit.

The person in front of him is not weak at all, the soul like a red maple leaf burning with vitality is so dazzling and dazzling, he will transform it into the sharpest sword to stab the enemy without fear of dying, if he still says he is weak, he will How rude.

What's more, the words that come out of her mouth are definitely not good-sounding and beautiful words. The monster power released by her emotions in the incomplete soul body is no less than his. In addition to the fusion with spiritual power, the power she displays is as breathtaking as hers. The face is unique.

The corners of her lips raised arrogantly, and her long and broad hands easily grasped her wrists. With fingers closed, Ibaraki Doji narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly pulled the distance between them.

In the future, he can clearly feel the palpitating breath left by the big monster's breath on his skin.

"If it's quite beautiful, I'll just look forward to it."

After whispering something in his ear, Ibaraki slightly pulled away the hand that was holding his collar, and then backed away to distance himself.

Sweeping his eyes indifferently, he seemed to see Yan Mo, who was full of interest in watching a play, and let out a dissatisfied hum from his nose. Just after realizing that the girl as a soul had completely materialized, he grabbed her arm roughly, but deliberately controlled it. He said vigorously, "It's time to go."

"Oh." Future nodded obediently, and was half pulled and half dragged to follow his footsteps.

"Wait a moment!"

and many more!

Voices sounded from behind and in my mind at the same time.

"Little girl, don't you think about bringing a few helpers?"

Host host, continue to collect the monsters in the shikigami record and reach a certain number, you can reward the spell that makes Nue "dust to dust to dust"!

Before Mirai could react, Ibaraki Doji coldly refused: "It's not necessary."

"..."

He paused, and had to say that the system's new proposal was very attractive.

She thought for a while, then broke away from Ibaraki's hand, and under his unsuspecting gaze, turned sideways: "Then troublesome two children over there help us lead the way."

The corners of his lips rose slightly, Yan Mo gave her a meaningful look, nodded and agreed: "Hei boy, Bai boy, you go."

"Yes, Lord Yan Mo." The white boy nodded excitedly, then took the silent black boy's hand, and walked towards the girl and the big silver-haired monster with a smile.

"Please come with us."

"I'm sorry for the both of you." The future nodded towards them with a chuckle, and then followed them.

The sky was still dark and monotonous, and the colors were depressingly monotonous. The smile on her lips faded slowly, and her eyes sank. She counted silently with her fingers:

First Junming's old house, then the field, and then Tsuchiyamen...

The last one is Nue.

Ah, there's a lot to settle.

"Hey, where does my sister want to go after she gets out of hell? Go home?"

The relatively lively Bai Tong suddenly turned around, changed to walking backwards, and asked curiously.

"where to?"

Future was stunned for a while, then suddenly remembered that pure white space, the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Probably going to a place I have never been to?"

"Huh—? Where is that?"

"The sealed Abe mansion unknown to the world."

Sensing Ibaraki Doji's gaze, her eyes widened.

"What are you doing there?"

"Take the power left by Abe Seimei." She slowly raised her eyes to look at Ibaraki with a serious expression: "I think the useful power."

"It used to be Abe Seimei's shikigami, and together with Baihu, they are the remaining eleven of the twelve god generals."

The author has something to say: Double updates with unknown weight (╯3╰)

I only found out on Monday that this week and the next two weeks are company creation and operation internships _(:з"∠)_

I have been doing the online simulation company establishment yesterday until nearly 17 o'clock. I haven't studied hard since I went to college, and I feel that my whole head and body have been hollowed out, and I really don't have the energy to type.

From 01:30 to 04:30 in the morning, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the afternoon

For three weeks in a row, there are classes on Saturday morning...

But the teacher is still perverted (▼皮▼#), it’s okay to ask questions in class, and there are several group competitions a day, even if you want to mess around QAQ

Thinking of the PPT and entrepreneurial report due on Friday

Hehe→＿→Let me die (;｀O?) o

Alas╯﹏╰I’m so worried

Finally, thank you little angel Qiongjiu for the landmines, oh oh oh~(^з^)-☆