Genshin Impact: Without the Eye of God, the Original Man Witnesses the Original

"Wow... I never thought that this spirit summoning ritual would be used on me one day..."

"Oh my, the desire to write a novel again. What's going on? Novels are very popular in this era... very... popular?"

The sound gradually became quieter and stuck.

The deceived senses return.

The ghost who called himself "old man" raised his cyan eyes and looked at the terrifying existence with nine heads and eighteen blood-red eyes surrounding the dark world in front of him.

On the body as thick as a mountain, the scales opened and closed, just like thousands of big mouths opening, revealing thousands of fangs, flowing out black mucus, full of hatred, wanting to devour everything.

Ominous black air twisted and rose from its mouth, licking the world like a snake spitting out its tongue.

Each eye, as huge as a blood-red full moon, brings the illusion of a boiling sea of ​​blood and darkness engulfing everything.

The spirit is being polluted.

"These days... evil spirits also write novels?" The ghost who called himself me came up with that absurd idea. What kind of hatred or resentment did he have to plot against me like this?

Where exactly is this place?

The place he was about to land was clearly his own studio when he was alive.

Demonic power and ghostly aura rose, and black and green tails rose up.

"I am going to die here." Amidst the helpless words, the turquoise eyes of the fox revealed a vicious look.

He looked ahead carefully, only to find that there were golden ancient seal runes moving around on the body of this evil spirit, and it showed no intention of attacking him.

"A bold fox demon, causing trouble for Ina's wife..."

"You will be skinned and boned, fried, and sent to the eighteen hells to atone for a thousand years..."

The sound was like thunder, full of majesty, echoing throughout the world.

Red fire burned on the ground, instruments of torture fell from the sky, and the steaming oil pans and red-hot iron plates brought out the wails of resentful souls.

On the pitch-black torii gate are silhouettes that look like dried skeletons.

The terrifying pressure from the demon god caused the ghost who claimed to be himself to feel dizzy after hearing the trial.

"What the hell?"

"Is there still someone who can judge me after I die?"

"Is there any justice in this?"

He didn't know how long he was unconscious before he opened his eyes again.

I didn't feel the pain of skinning, bone removal, frying, roasting, or deep-frying.

A light gradually appeared in front of me. In the light, a woman with long pink hair and fox ears, wearing the golden crown of a shrine chief priest, said softly, "Are you still clear-headed?"

"Come... tell me..."

"Three, two, one..."

The familiar teasing purple eyes made the ghost subconsciously ready to jump up.

"Are you the author of "True Ghost Notes"? " A voice attracted the attention of the dead souls. "Humph! We rescued you from hell, but you can be exempted from the punishment in the underworld, but you can't escape the sins in the human world..."

In front of the dead soul, a flying white little creature, with a kind of arrogance of "the fox borrowing the power of the tiger", stood with his hands on his hips to judge him.

“??? Hell, underworld?…” The ghost’s eyes widened.

"What are you talking about?"

"The honorable Lord Bai Wuchang is asking you a question!"

Paimon opened his mouth subconsciously.

"!!!" Ying really wanted to remind him, isn't this setting messed up? Bai Wuchang is from the underworld! Now we are in the human world, don't blindly use the setting given by Jiang Yi.

"..." The ghost was silent and looked around.

In his eyes, all living people are white.

Could the blonde girl next to him be Jin Wuchang?

Look at yourself again, huh?

Tied to a stool, his body was... a paper man, which seemed to help stabilize his form. It was more comfortable than possessing a human with yang energy.

A person's Yang energy can strengthen the soul and body. When a person becomes weak, the Yang energy is taken away by them and they cannot stay in the person's body.

This paper figure is full of yang energy.

There are golden runes on it, which have a suppressive effect.

"You wrote a spell to summon spirits in the book, and planned to use it to make the spirits of the monsters return to the earth and stir up a bloody storm in Inazuma!"

"Your terrible plot has been exposed. Tell the truth now!"

"How to break the spell!"

Paimon questioned seriously.

Fortunately, it was Jiang Yi who came up.

If Ying were possessed by such a terrifying person, she would be doomed.

"Yo Yo! Since you have discovered it, I will tell you that you can no longer stop it. Tonight, the ghost of the monster will return to the earth... I will die without regrets!"

The dead soul closed its eyes and allowed itself to be slaughtered.

Being possessed by this paper figure feels like taking a hot spring bath, so comfortable!

I feel like I could stay in this world forever.

Weird!

Who is this great god? Is he kidding me?

It was definitely not done by the pink-haired fox just now.

"Hmm!" Paimon's eyes widened when he heard the ghost's words, "What, what, tonight is the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!"

"Jiang Yi, Son of God, you must quickly find a way to prevent it!"

Ying held her forehead with her hand.

"puff!"

"Haha, hahaha, hahahahahahaha——" Yae Shinto couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw Paimon's silly look.

"Paimon is getting dumber and dumber." Paimon's arch-enemy, the wise Yandora, started to add insult to injury when Paimon was scratching his head, confused and wondering what the Son of God was laughing at.

"Yandora, you said I'm stupid again!" Paimeng was so angry.

Jiang Yi told her the other party's conspiracy with a solemn oath and gave her the glorious task of interrogation.

This time, not only did he not find a way to break the spell, he was also ridiculed.

"Thank you for your trust!" Jiang Yi came over and patted Paimeng on the shoulder, "I'll treat you to a meal next time."

"Eh? Eh? Eh?" Paimon realized that he had been tricked.

“Hahahahahahaha——” the ghost also laughed, “ridiculous little guy, being fooled around!”

"Of course, I was frightened too."

He looked at Jiang Yi, "Who... is this person?"

"I remember that the day after I finished writing the book, the person I possessed passed you on the road."

"I possessed you just now. Where did you send me? There is a terrifying evil spirit there? Could it be Bayun Island? But the power of suppression doesn't seem to be the power of Thunder God! And that voice..."

The revenant analyzed it carefully.

"Son of God, you are a little girl who likes to watch the fun, why don't you introduce me to him? I almost lost my soul!"

"I thought I was going to be cooked into fox meat!"

When Yae Shinko heard the voice of the dead soul, she covered her red lips with a smile: "Oh my, you're really scared, right? It really makes me...sympathize! No! I'm not happy!"

She laughed heartily.

"Hmm? Hmm?" Paimon realized belatedly, "Yourakusai? Shenzi, could it be that you two know each other?"

The ghost Youlezhai nodded: "Yes, I know him, of course I know him! This guy who takes pleasure in other people's misfortunes!"

Yae Shinko smiled and said, "You said I was gloating over other people's misfortunes, but you were having a lot of fun playing the villain just now, scaring the flying little guy!"

"Okay, let me formally introduce you. This is Youlezhai, the author of 'True Psychic Notes'. Ah! To be precise, it is 'Youlezhai's Memories'." Yae Shenzi said to everyone, and then introduced Youlezhai, "Ying, Paimon, and Jiang Yi."

"The name is... Utsusemi Amaterasu Tsukuyomi."

"Were you in his... stomach, intestines?"

Yaye Shenzi said uncertainly. After all, she had only heard that Jiang Yi had suppressed the evil spirit in his body, but she had never personally gone to see whether the evil spirit was in Jiang Yi's stomach or intestines.

"Wow! This is... the name of a god? What an incredible person! If I couldn't feel the outside world, the sky remained the same, and the god of music was eternal, I would have thought I had come to another country." Yourakusai exclaimed with satisfaction.

What a... shocking world it is today.

There are actually humans who are revered as gods.

"This was just one of his many divine names! If I really start to name them, it would be like naming dishes, so I won't mention other divine names." Yae God Son waved his hand.

"I've heard of you for a long time! You Le Zhai!" Jiang Yi said with a smile.

"It's really an honor for me." You Lezhai didn't even ask Jiang Yi where he heard it from.

"Wait a minute." Paimon had a question, "Shenzi, you just said... memory? But he... isn't he a ghost?"

Yourakusai shook his head: "Ah, ghosts and memories are the same things that come from the earth veins."

His voice was old and strange, full of the tone of a scary monster.

With a sense of mystery.

Ying looked up and asked.

Yae Shenzi explained: "Do you remember the incident a while ago when the beast hound gnawed the roots of the sacred cherry tree?"

"At that time, you have seen some human memories that overflowed from the earth veins. Since there are human memories, there are of course monster memories as well."

She said of course.

Jiang Yi nodded.

"When you are alive, you have magical powers. Even if they are just phantoms from the past, they can control whether they appear or not. Generally speaking, they can remain in the world longer than human memories."

This invisibility and reappearance seems to be the instinct of the monster's dead souls.

"So that's how it is!" Paimon touched his chin.

Youlezai responded, "Yes! I was wandering around the roots of the sacred cherry tree when I suddenly heard someone shouting, 'It doesn't matter who it is, let me write a great novel!' On a whim, I entered his body and wrote a novel for him."

"I didn't expect to mess with someone as powerful as you."

Of course, it mainly refers to Jiang Yi!

He is so powerful that he disguises himself as a mortal who writes novels and sets traps to catch foxes.

"Then why did you add that spell to the book?" Paimon continued to ask.

"Of course it's because..." Youlezhai smiled, "Little guy, I'm not bragging. Although I can't compare to your god friend, when I was alive, I was also a powerful demon fox."

"My memory has the ability to get into human bodies, but other little monsters can't do that. But with the spell, everyone can stay in this world for two more days, and those who are itching to do something can also show off their skills, right?"

"The talisman on the waist of His Majesty the God seems to have pictures of monsters and ghosts!"

Paimon retorted: "What's in him is different from what you have. He won't possess someone and cause trouble."

Yae Shenzi smiled and said, “It’s not fair to compare the hundred ghosts on Jiang Yi with them.”

One has the art of creation and an elemental body, and the other has only memories and power.

"Trouble?" Youlezhai explained, "I mean those humans!"

"Oh, it's not a big deal! Maybe when we leave, someone will find that their dream is shattered. Oh, yes, maybe they will get a fever or something."

She had no intention of getting into trouble at all, and said it seriously.

"But I feel that being born as a human being, without the innate magical powers that we have, using one's own hands to change one's fate is the most admirable quality of human beings. It is only right that one should learn a lesson by seeking help from external forces and not making progress."

Paimon felt that these words were very familiar.

Yurakusai's next words brought back memories for her.

"It's better to say that we have done a great thing for mankind, right, Son of God?"

Ok!

It turned out to be the Son of God.

Paimon was helpless.

Yae Shinko agreed: "I think so too."

Paimon felt convinced.

After all, Jiang Yi didn't refute it.