The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

There was a knock on the door.

"Master, the cakes are ready. Can we bring them in now?"

Douma released the blood demon technique at the door: "Yes, bring it in."

The believers brought in the pastries, placed them in front of Douma, and then left.

"Please help." Douma pushed the pastry a little towards Haruhe.

Qinghe's efforts have finally paid off, and now she doesn't have to bother with this strange ghost anymore.

"Is it delicious? What does it taste like?" Douma thought that this should be a topic that she would be interested in.

There were only three kinds of pastries on the tray, one tri-color dumpling and two flower cakes. Qinghe tried each one.

Although the taste is okay, it is not very delicious. After all, it is surprising to have snacks in the deep mountains and forests.

Just a quick taste and Qinghe stood up again. She was really going to leave this time.

"Hmm? Isn't it delicious?"

Douma didn't stop her this time, but followed her.

Haruka walked out while answering, "It's OK."

"Then why are you leaving? I can not eat you, so stay." Douma was rarely willing to give in to the food.

He thought she was so strange, she wasn't afraid of him at all. The woman he had been kind enough to keep, was so scared that she tried desperately to escape after she found out he was a ghost.

"I have white hair, and you also have white hair. I can make you the Son of God of the Eternal Paradise Religion."

"I can also play love games with you. It will be very interesting."

"..."

"I've already begged you, but the little girl is even more ruthless than Akaza-sama."

Douma kept talking, but didn't get any response.

In the interconnected corridors, Qinghe was able to find the right way easily.

Seeing that she was getting closer and closer to the exit, Douma stopped, holding a golden iron fan and tapping his cheek.

"I'm so distressed. How do I usually coax a little girl like you?"

It seems that coaxing a little girl is completely different from coaxing a woman. Sweet words are useless. In the past, he didn't even have to ask for anything, and those people would be very touched.

Is this the difference between pleasing others and being pleased by others?

Douma was still smiling. He stood in the shadows far away from the door and watched Qinghe open the last door to go out.

It is already noon, the sun is shining brightly outside, and the pine trees in the yard are stretching their branches to their heart's content, enjoying the sunshine.

Also stretching their bodies in the yard were the followers of the Eternal Paradise Religion.

They still had happy smiles on their faces and stretched out their arms to block the way out.

"Good boy, stay here. The world outside is too cruel. Only by staying can you be redeemed." said the man who was guarding the door for Douma.

Douma's voice came from behind Qinghe again: "If you fail to meet their request, they might die."

"Come to think of it, does this count as your death? Let me think about it, how many people are here?"

"Sixty-seven."

Douma said, and continued to wait in the shadows. Should she resist or compromise? Interesting, really interesting.

"Ah, so?" Qinghe tried to analyze his train of thought.

He used his followers to threaten her? What an unreasonable threat.

"Actually, I wanted to keep one before, but she refused to stay just like you."

"So, I learned a method from a book, what do you think?" Douma was looking forward to the results.

Qinghe looked back at him with a strange look, and then confirmed that he was not very smart.

Looking at the pastry, she sincerely advised: "Change the book as soon as possible, this routine is outdated."

This kind of suppression-type criticism that harms others and does not benefit oneself is no longer popular nowadays. He should transform as soon as possible.

Qinghe stretched his hand under the sun to feel the temperature. Ah, it's too hot, so he should just use a teleport nearby.

The believers in the first row suddenly fell down. A very thin wound appeared on their necks, and then blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

"How pitiful! But fortunately, they will go to paradise soon." Douma pretended to put on a sad expression.

When some people in the crowd saw this scene, they could no longer maintain the smiles on their faces.

Douma is still killing people randomly, and the smell of blood in the yard is getting stronger and stronger.

"Good boy, tell me quickly, you want to stay." A frightened believer urged, and the next second, he also became one of the corpses on the ground.

"Oh, you don't seem to have any sympathy for these poor people." Douma finally figured it out, that subtle sense of déjà vu.

He thought, maybe this was what it felt like to meet someone like him?

"You talk too much. It's boring and tedious." No matter how much time Qinghe has, she doesn't want to waste it on him.

Why should she sympathize with these people who are accomplices to the evil? Even if there are truly pitiful people among them, it is better for them to die early and be reborn. It is better for them to report to hell early than to be used as food reserves here.

The passage opened, Qinghe first sent the previous souls and the newly generated souls to hell, and then she also disappeared here.

Douma blinked blankly. Eh? Gone? She left without any hesitation?

"Oh, what a pity." If he had known this would happen, he should have broken her legs at the first opportunity.

Now, she didn't want to be friends with him and left without looking back.

Douma looked at the remaining believers in the yard and harvested their lives in boredom.

It is time for the Eternal Paradise Church to recruit some new believers.

——

This time, Qinghe placed all the dead souls in the Sanzu River according to the rules.

From the moment they appear in hell, their sins begin to be formally settled.

Qinghe sat under a dead tree on the other side of the river, watching the dead floating up and down in the Sanzu River and trying to cross the river.

The Clothes-Taking Lady quietly slipped a photo of herself into Qinghe's hand. This was a new photo she had taken, and Qinghe was the first person to see it.

"Hey, kid, take a quick look. Is this one better than the previous ones?" The Clothes-Dropping Lady couldn't wait to hear the praise.

Haruka turned his attention to the photo.

It must be said that Duoyipo's photo album has become much more impressive. Just from the cover, you can feel that the impact is stronger than before.

Qinghe tentatively flipped through a few pages and was so shocked that it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Wow wow wow, this is incredible!

She told Duoyipo sincerely: "It's great. Sales in Zhonghe Hell will definitely break new records."

The lady who takes away clothes lifted her hair and agreed with Qinghe's words: "Of course, I will soon become the most popular photo girl in hell. Since you have good taste, I can sign an autograph for you in advance."

"Is it okay? Then I will keep it well." Haruka really wanted to collect this shocking thing.

Kitan, who happened to come over to inspect the situation, wanted to cover Qinghe's mouth very much: "Do you have a grudge against hell?"

It seems that she doesn't live here, so she can talk nonsense without restraint?

If Qinghe continues to praise Duoyi Po without any bottom line, before Duoyi Po is killed by praise, other people in hell will die under the photo first.

Qinghe waved at Gui Deng and said smugly, "I took them through the main entrance this time."

"Thank you, I hope you can do the same in the future." Gui Deng didn't hate work, but he hated redundant and unnecessary work.

"Yes~"

"We have a direction for the investigation, but Yamaubakiri is stuck. Do you want to rescue him?"

Haruka saw the trap from Hozuki's expressionless face. She knew that Hozuki, a workaholic, would not appear in the Sanzu River for no reason.

But there is no way, after all, Yamaubakiri Kunihiro is his own sword, and Haruka said he would come to pick him up.

She looked at Gui Deng and said teasingly: "NPC Master, please issue the task."

Hozuki could accept this name well, as long as Qinghe was willing to help.

"They will recruit some living beings with spiritual powers in the present world, and I want you to sneak in."

"Collect evidence of their illegal recruitment of the dead, as well as their personnel lists, and then..."

Qinghe understood this very well, and she took over what Gui Deng said: "Give a trial."

As for physical salvation, she is very good at it.