[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

There were water birds flying by the river, and the lake surface was rippling with lively ripples. In the early morning, there were no people or cars here. I stood by the river and watched carefully.

When I woke up in the middle of the night last night, I always felt a sense of disobedience, as if a corner of my memory was covered out of thin air, stuffy.

The air is moist with moisture, and the grass and trees by the river seem to be enjoying themselves.

The cozy town of Yahara is very suitable for living.

The temperature in the morning was a little low, so I buttoned my beige coat and walked slowly along the river bank.

"Over there, Reiko's grandson seems to be having a fight with a monster..."

"Is that the big monster transformed from the ominous energy?"

"That's right, Natsume-sama is in danger this time!"

"Don't worry, Madara borrowed the magic mirror..."

A whisper came from the short bushes on the ground. I wanted to go around directly but heard a somewhat familiar name, Natsume.

The surname Natsume is not common, and there is a high probability that it is the handsome young man I met yesterday—Natsume Takashi.

I knelt down and pushed aside the bushes, and I saw two small figures no taller than a finger: "What are you talking about, Natsume?"

"what!"

"Whoa! Run!"

There was no intention of answering my question at all, and the two villains pulled one by one and quickly ran away.

Ah, I'm a little curious... But I'd better not get involved with big monsters or anything, let's leave the province before I get caught in the water and add to the chaos.

Sure enough, people can't talk about it. As soon as I thought of leaving, I saw Takashi Natsume running not far away.

"Leave, Sakuragu-san!"

He watched my pupils shrink suddenly, turned sideways and staggered to another direction.

The monster chasing behind Natsume was completely black, with a crooked scar on his head like a needle stitched up, and he showed a ferocious smile with his white teeth open.

tsk...

I could have left without caring as I nodded, but Natsume's actions made my legs stuck in place like a thousand pounds.

I bit my lower lip and stood irritatedly, trying to help but it was completely useless.

"..."

The rustling of the leaves brings the sigh of the wind.

The gentle breeze blows past my face, and my fingertips caress subconsciously.

"Any trouble?"

The memory revived with the clear voice that reached my ears, I opened my eyes wide and my fingers trembled slightly: "Master Yimulian?"

The doll-sized young man in Chinese clothes descended on his side like a ray of sunshine from the horizon.

He floated in the air with his eyes level with mine, nodding at me amidst my shocked expression.

"Hmph! Master Lian is too worried, what can this human being do?" Fenglong circled around me twice, and flew back behind Yimulian arrogantly.

I pointed to Natsume and Duoguitou who were being chased by monsters in the distance: "It's not me...it's them."

"I'm so useless..." I lowered my head in frustration, I also have special abilities - my candy, but it's useless to monsters, so what if I can see monsters.

I remembered the invitation from Jingji Chang, maybe I should go to the dojo to practice.

"As a human being, you can practice with Lord Lian. Your aptitude...is barely passable." Feng Long puffed up his chest, "In exchange..."

"Fenglong!" Yimulian patted Fenglong's head to stop it from speaking. "Don't worry, I can lend you my strength."

"Lend it to me...?" I remembered that Fenglong said before that Yimulian's use of divine power would affect him. Wouldn't it be hurting himself to take the power from me?

When gentle and soft gods meet human beings, if human beings are soft-hearted, it may be an adventure, but if human beings use the gods maliciously, wouldn't it be terrible?

The shrine was abandoned, probably because greedy humans found that their wishes were not fulfilled and abandoned it.

Fenglong didn't speak at this time, it put the dragon's head on Yimulian's shoulder and buried its head in despair.

"Thank you for your kindness." I shook my head and refused.

No one has the right to ask anyone to do her harm, not even a selfless god.

Silence spread for a while, I stood at the same place helplessly, the eyes that looked at me gently almost sighed.

"Just as I said, Master Lian lent you his strength, and you can believe in him in the future!" In the end, Fenglong couldn't see it, and flew from behind Yimulian to my face. "You are not bad as a human being, I reluctantly admit you!"

"Eh? But you didn't mean that using divine power would affect Lord Lian..."

"Even the supernatural power of an adult can be continuously accumulated as long as there is faith. What are you thinking about, human!"

"...Oh." I resentfully blocked the faucet of Fenglong, its saliva almost sprayed on my face.

Yimulian looked at me quietly, his golden eyes were like the sun shining on the petals in the morning, gentle and solemn.

"Master Yimulian, please lend me your strength. I, Ayako Sakuradani, will be your most devout believer." I approached and bowed my head respectfully to Yimuren.

"I accept your belief." Yimulian placed his hand on my forehead.

"Sir Lian will descend on you later, and the divine power will be released through your body. You must feel it well. This is a good opportunity to learn, human!" Fenglong flicked his tail excitedly, explaining to me very happily.

"Okay!" I nodded to show that I was ready.

Yimulian's body turned into a translucent phantom, and at the same time, I felt a gentle and moist power spreading from my forehead to my whole body.

I let out a breath and ran towards Natsume and the others.

The giant white fox-like beast carried Natsume on its back, and Toru struggled to be held in the palm of the black monster.

"Wind Talisman—broken!" His fingers made tricky gestures uncontrollably.

The body and the mind seemed to be separated, I heard my own voice was steady and powerful, the energy in my body was mobilized and released through the fingertips, and hit the monster's hand holding Duoluo.

"Wind Talisman—Guard!"

"what!!"

Duoguitu fell from the hands of the monster with a terrified expression, and the gentle wind lifted her body with the words, letting her fall slowly to the ground.

The giant white beast bit the black monster fiercely, and Natsume took the opportunity to raise the mirror with a strange mark on it, and chanted a spell to beat the monster into black air and seal it up.

"Whoosh..."

After everything was done, Yimulian withdrew his divine power and sat on the ground with limp legs.

Natsume and Duogui Toru also looked very tired, and they were panting heavily.

"Thank you Sakuragu-san!"

"No, it can be solved without us, right?" I stroked my hair and looked at the big fox. The big fox had red spots on his face and looked fierce. Am I meddling?

"It's nothing! Thanks to Sakuragu-san, I'm safe and sound, otherwise it must be very uncomfortable to fall from such a height!"

"I didn't tell Sakuragu-san about this monster yesterday, because I was afraid of involving you. I'm sorry."

"Eh... You guys knew about it yesterday...?"

"That Mr. Loach Beard is a monster, he was taken aback by Sakuragu-san!"

"Looks like this, no wonder that uncle looks weird." I recalled the expression on the face of Loach Beard who had seen a ghost, and couldn't help laughing. "By the way, what about that Fat Sanhua? Is it also a monster? At that time, I heard a very funny uncle's voice."

"Pfft!" Duogui Tou covered his mouth and smiled subtly.

"Hahaha!" Natsume laughed when he heard my description and patted the big fox behind him mercilessly.

"Hey! Forget about Sanhua, little girl, what adjective do you use?" The handsome big fox turned into a soft and cute fat Sanhua with a bang, jumping up and down in front of me with beard blowing and staring eyes.

"The aura on your body...with the help of divine power?" Fat Sanhua looked at Yimulian next to me and nodded knowingly. "It's you, Yimulian."

One glance fell in front of Fat Sanhua: "Long time no see, Madara."

"Long time no see, I thought you were going to die in that broken shrine." The fat cat snorted and turned around, pointing its ball-like tail at Ichimokulian.