Yaksha Feeding Manual [Onmyoji]

Cen Fei brought the book monster to Yinyangliao.

"So that's how it is." The little paper figurine supported its chin with its paper hand, "Because it was worshiped and worshiped by humans, it turned into a monster."

"After becoming a monster, in order to maintain the dogma recorded in the book, it did not hesitate to kill people."

Cen Fei took a glass of water from another paper figurine, she was thirsty.

"But..." The little paper man reached out and grabbed the book, flipping it over, "Why are there no words?"

"Ah, that scared me away."

The poor old book was tearful. A book with such a high status was only allowed to be touched by the patriarch in the past. Now it can be flipped by any piece of paper. It is a shame for it.

It struggled for a while between "scholars can be killed but not humiliated" and "keep green hills without worrying about no firewood", and decisively chose the latter.

The sky will send a great mission to Sishu, and it will definitely...

Snapped!It was slapped flat on the table.

"I understand! This monster is really not suitable to stay here. The monster's obsession is surprisingly deep, let alone a monster of this type. If it continues to stay, it may endanger human beings.

"However, human beings are also responsible for the behavior of this monster. This paper decided to send it to the world of monsters. I don't know which adult will take it in..."

The little paper man sent out a few errands and asked them to contact the monster.It made several phone calls by itself, and finally Yimulian was the first to express its willingness to take it in.

"Then please run one more time and send it there. When you get there, you can release its imprisonment."

In this way, Cen Fei took over the aftermath work and brought the book to the world of monsters for the second time.

The "skin" made by the hair-eating ghost has played a role again. It is usually hidden when it is not used, and it will reappear when needed, not to mention how convenient it is.

Cen Fei came through the passage this time, so when he arrived, he was discovered by the local monsters.

"Hey, it's you, why are you here again?" Gu Longhuo stood by the passage, and greeted Cen Fei after seeing her, "Is this strange monster a new Shikigami?"

Yasha was upset.

"What did you say? This is a low-level monster that no one wants. You don't need any shikigami except me, don't you, Faey?"

Cen Fei quickly expressed his affirmation, and Yasha was very satisfied with this.

Cen Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Gu Longhuo: "Yinyangliao greeted Master Yimulian, and he expressed his willingness to take in this new type of monster, so it will be one of yours from now on."

"So that's the case, then, please come with me to meet Master Yimulian, this curse..."

Cen Fei broke the shackles of the curse, and was about to hand over the book monster to Gu Longhuo, but who knew that the book monster saw the opportunity and ran away!

It floated into the air, and instantly turned into a huge ugly face. While running, it said loudly: "I've just been waiting for this moment, hahahahaha! Since you let me run away, don't even think about catching me back. I didn't expect Come on, hahahahaha! The characters have changed back, idiot!"

The book monster floated triumphantly, and on the page of the main body, the characters that had turned into blobs of ink changed back again.

From time to time, it looked back to see if Cen Fei was chasing it, but found that she and Gu Longhuo were all standing in place, showing no intention of chasing it at all.

"Are you scared stupid by me? Women really have low IQs."

The sexist book monster was delighted to have regained his freedom. Just as he was trying to find his way back to the old ancestral hall, he suddenly heard a strange cry from the side, and he couldn't help turning his head to look...

"Oh! My eyes were injured by a critical blow!" The hair-eating ghost was distraught, and smashed the pipe in his hand.

The book monster took a hit, and immediately became angry: "Look at my text attack!"

A section of its hair turned into countless densely packed small characters, and it rushed towards the hair-eating ghost.The hair-eating ghost was so frightened that it foamed at the mouth and couldn't move.

"I, I'm not only afraid of heights... I'm also afraid of secrets..."

"Hahaha, you know how powerful I am." The book monster was overjoyed.

"Ah, it seems that someone is bullying my brother?"

Yan Yanluo came out of the shop, she was smoking a pipe in her mouth, the smoke she exhaled gathered for a while and turned into a smoke ghost, and then disappeared for a while.

The book monster is incredible, big white legs!

It yelled loudly: "No shame, no shame!"

There was a click, as if something had been bitten off.

Yanyan Luofei kicked a few kicks, like kicking football, and kicked several Yanyan imps into the air.These little ghosts exploded when they collided with the book monster. After a while, the book monster was already burnt.

Yan Yanluo stepped on the book and crushed it a few times: "What did you seem to say just now?"

The book monster was dying: "No, I didn't say anything..."

Cen Fei and Gu Longhuo walked over slowly, and Gu Longhuo said with emotion: "The newcomer is so lively."

Cen Fei has already delivered the book monster, and she will have nothing to do afterwards.If the book monster doesn't adapt to the environment here as soon as possible, he might suffer a lot.

After finishing her work, she returned to the world here from Yinyangliao, and then went to the Ghost Story Research Association non-stop to deal with the rest of the daily work.As usual, I checked the mail in the mailbox and found a lot of advertisements as usual.

"People don't write letters very much nowadays. Compared with this mailbox, it is easier to collect useful information in e-mail."

Cen Fei muttered while throwing the pile of advertisement flyers into the trash can, only to find that...

She reached out to catch a letter that had leaked out of a pile of advertisements, and she almost got rid of the letter altogether.

This envelope is very standard, the recipient and sender columns are all carefully filled out, even postage stamps are attached, and the handwriting is beautiful.

The sender's name is: Jiang Qian.

This surname reminded her of Jiang Luo, what a coincidence.Cen Fei opened the letter and read it.

The content of the letter is still very standard, with greetings and signatures, which is rare now. It seems that the other party is a meticulous person.

Cen Fei read the letter, and this man named Jiang Qian encountered a problem.

He thought of many ways and asked many people for help, but to no avail.In the end, he had no other choice, so he wrote this letter like a dead horse.

In the letter, he explained his discovery and confusion in detail, and the more Cen Fei read it, the more frightened he became.

This Jiang Qian left her contact information, and she immediately called him.

"Hello, are you Mr. Jiang Qian Jiang?"

"It's me." A quiet male voice came from the opposite side.

"I'm Cen Fei, a staff member of the Ghost Story Research Association. We have received your letter and we have a question that we must ask you."

The other side was silent for a while, then as if suddenly awakened, he said eagerly: "Excuse me."

"What is your brother's name?"

At Yinyangliao, after Cen Fei left, an uninvited guest came unexpectedly through one of the passages leading to the monster world.

His feet stepped on the floor of the aisle, step by step, like walking on a mountain.

With his arrival, the air seemed to be much humid.On the walls on both sides of the aisle, drops of water appeared out of thin air and slid down the walls.

There are more and more drops of water, gradually, not only on the wall, but also on the ground.It also started to appear in the air.

Water droplets condensed everywhere, falling downwards, and it started to rain in the well-maintained yin and yang room.

The paper people were working in a leisurely manner, but after being stunned by the sudden "rain", they all took up small umbrellas.

Even the one who claimed to be the beast of Zhenliao was no exception.

Holding a small umbrella, the Zhenliao paper figurine rushed out of his office angrily, and shouted at the culprit: "Do you want to flood this place, Lord of Arakawa!"

The uninvited guest, Lord of Arakawa, his current expression is like the weather in Yinyangliao.

Dark Cloud's face was tense, he lifted his eyelids, and said a word: "Let Qingming come to see me."

"Master Qingming, he..."

Footsteps suddenly sounded behind the little paper figurine, and the Lord of Arakawa also looked behind the paper figurine.

"Oh, it's great to hear from you, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni."

"Heh, I haven't made any mistakes in the weather forecast, even if it's the weather in the yin and yang room..."

With a smile on her lips, and holding an umbrella in her hand, Qingming walked towards this side with Eight Hundred Bhikkuni.

"Seimei-sama!"

The little paper man was almost in tears, although it didn't have eyes.It no longer cared about the rain, and threw itself directly on Qingming's shoulder.

"Ah, thank you for your hard work."

"Wooooow, no hard work, no hard work at all, wow wow wow!"

"It turns out that the Lord of Arakawa is here, no wonder it's raining here."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni smiled and put away the umbrella, and at this time, the rain just stopped.

The paper people holding umbrellas looked over and closed their umbrellas.They had a mop in their hands at the same time, and they mopped the ground diligently.

The Lord of Arakawa's eyes swept over the eight hundred bhikkhunis, and then fell on Seimei.

"It seems that you already know."

Qingming shook her head helplessly: "Actually, I came here to enjoy the rain at the invitation of Babai. Now it seems that things are not that simple."

"Why don't we talk over tea." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni suggested.

Qingming, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, and Lord Arakawa went to the teahouse of Yinyangliao, and the little paper figurine brought tea, while the person from Zhenliao returned to his work.

The paper figurine of Zhenliao looked back at the scene of meeting its beloved Master Qingming, and kept telling itself not to get carried away, and to concentrate on working hard.

At this time, it received a call from Cen Fei.

"I want to report today's situation," Cen Fei said, "Check your mailbox, I sent an email."

While checking the email, the little paper man said strangely: "Are you in such a hurry? You even called here specially. If it's not urgent, there's no need...Huh? This is..."

On the other side of the phone, Cen Fei asked hesitantly: "There is no precedent for such a thing, what should I do?"

"According to it!" The little paper figurine replied immediately, "Arrange a meeting as soon as possible."

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