Saint Taisho from hell

The expression on Jinyu Ji's face suddenly became vivid, and she laughed like a maid.

She repeated again: "Master."

The maid put away her enthusiasm, she was surprised that Jinyu Ji was not dumb and could speak, so she hurriedly made Jinyu Ji's voice softer, so as not to disturb the leader.

Jinyu Ji said yes with a smile, and looked at the figure ahead through the screen without making a sound.

The leader of the Bliss Cult leaned lazily and supported his head, wearing a gold-rimmed crown similar to Jinyu Ji. He let the believers waiting outside line up to come in.

As the daily operation of the church began, the maid beside Jinyu Ji lowered her voice and explained to her what the leader was doing.

"Listen to the troubles and pains of believers."

Jinyu Ji turned her head to the side, her gaze leaked through the gap in the screen, and she saw the believers lying on the ground.

The leader was chattering endlessly, full of sentences and vocabulary that Jinyu Ji couldn't understand, locust plague, drought and flood... what did they mean?

There was an expression similar to confusion on her face, and because it was the first time she made such an expression, Jinyu Ji's facial features were a little distorted, and she quickly adjusted it.

When the maid looked over, she still saw the smiling saint.

Seeing that smile, the maid froze for a moment, she quickly withdrew her mind and said, "Your job is the same as the leader, you need to listen to the words of the believers, and then..."

"Then?"

Then Jinyu Ji followed the maid's line of sight, and she saw the sad and weeping man with white oak hair. The man was crying really, and echoed the believer's words.

So, is that what her job is?

Jinyu Ji nodded thoughtfully, as if she understood.

All it takes is for her to sit in that position and cry or laugh.

With her maid behind her back, Jinyu Ji began to imitate the expressions of others. At first, her expression was always stiff.

Today's meeting with believers will soon be over. The leader on the lotus seat raised his chin, and the maid who received the signal quickly led Jinyu Ji to the man with white oak hair. She helped the new saint to sit there, and then she respectfully backed out.

The red-haired girl turned her head sideways.

What is this for?

Jinyu Ji raised her neck and looked at the man who was as handsome as a god. The glaze was as gorgeous as a spring scene. After a while, she said, "Master?"

"Hey." The man responded briskly. He pinched his chin with great interest, and looked Jinyu Ji from head to toe, "My name is Tong Mo, you can call me Master Tong Mo."

This can be regarded as Tongmo's preferential treatment for the saintesses of the church, saintesses always have something special.

The four-character title he said was simplified into two words in Jinyu Ji's mouth.

There was a smile in Jinyu Ji's eyes, and she yelled "Tong Mo" several times in a daze, but she didn't add the word "adult".

Tong Mo shook his fan, and felt that the smile of his new saintess was somewhat similar to his own, the kind of smile that floated on the surface and didn't soak into his heart.

At this moment, he is very interested in the new saint, after all, it is a brand new toy.

Tong Mo rolled his eyes, closed the fan and handed it forward.

What is this going to do?

Jinyu Ji's eyes that were sprouting like early spring were slightly bent, and she obediently stretched out her hand at the man's gesture, resting her slender five fingers on the cold handle of the fan.

"Tongmo?"

The girl's voice was quite nice, no more hoarse than yesterday's, but sweet and clear.

The coolness from the golden iron fan penetrated into the body along the skin, Jinyu Ji pressed down her eyebrows, feeling uncomfortable but didn't let go of her hand, instead she continued to stare at Tong Mo and wait for him to give instructions.

Tong Mo played back and forth a few times before taking back the blood ghost technique and fan. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Jinyu Ji, let's go in together... let's eat~"

Ghosts don't need to eat human food, but in order to make themselves look like human beings, Tong Mo still ordered believers to provide three meals a day, as to whether to eat or not is his own business.

Tong Mo led his saintess with a smile, he called the maid waiting outside the door to let her lead the way, and after walking two steps, he heard unexpected news.

"You mean, today you are taking the road in front of the hall?"

"Yes, my lord." The maid replied respectfully with her head bowed.

Tong Mo tapped his chin with his fingertips playfully, and his eyes fell on the red-haired girl.

Jinyu Ji looked back with clear eyes, from the red hair to the fair face, there was no trace of burnt or sunburned.

The road in front of the hall is the shortcut to the main hall, and most of the time it is used by believers. Today is still a sunny day, and the warm sunlight makes people feel warm all over.

But these are not suitable for ghosts.

Ghosts are afraid of the sun.

On weekdays, Tong Mo travels within the church, occasionally going to the open air on cloudy days, and wearing a bulky black umbrella when going under the sun the rest of the time.

This is an unwritten rule in the church, and some close believers specialize in doing this.

It doesn't make sense, isn't this kid a ghost?

Tong Mo was full of doubts, but after careful reflection, there was indeed no ghost aura on the red-haired girl.

Jinyu Ji didn't know the twists and turns in the heart of the man next to her, she smiled without showing her teeth, and looked at the surrounding environment curiously.

She was taken to a place to eat.

The food provided to the leader is of course good, and Jinyu Ji, who borrowed Tong Moguang, also enjoyed the highest standard.

The exquisite Japanese food was placed on a small plate. Jinyu Ji imitated the maid and held the chopsticks. At first, she was a little unfamiliar with the chopsticks. After picking up vegetables a few times, she finally got used to it.

The thin, evenly sliced ​​meat exudes a tempting aroma, and the specially drizzled sauce smokes the meat into a translucent brown-red color. The half-boiled egg is golden orange like a small sun, which attracts people's appetite.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jinyu Ji used chopsticks to separate the meat slices, picked up the green vegetables underneath and put them into her mouth.

Her movements were natural, without the slightest intention to taste the meat, and her gaze did not give the tender sauced meat the slightest bit.

At the end of the meal, Jinyu Ji ate all the non-meat in the bowl, but she didn't touch the most delicious ones. The red-haired girl seemed to realize this when she was questioned, and put down the bowls and chopsticks in confusion.

"Hey, I..." Jinyu Ji looked at the remaining delicacies in the bowl in confusion, "Why?"

She simply didn't want to eat it, so she picked up the meat and brought it to her mouth, then put it back.

Jinyu Ji raised her blue eyes and looked innocently at Tong Mo.

"Don't be a picky eater, are you? Or vegetarian?"

Seeing such a pair of mist-like eyes, Tong Mo suddenly felt better. He made two conjectures at random, and he didn't know what kind of situation the new saintess of the Bliss Sect was.

It's a pity for this "well-prepared" meat.

The unfinished food and bowls were cleaned up and taken away by the maid who came in later. I just don’t know how harsh the chef who made the uneaten food will be.

These Jinyu Ji didn't know about it. After the second meeting with the leader of the Bliss Cult, she found out that the leader who knew nothing about her waved his fan and sent close believers over.

to teach.

In Tong Mo's words, the new saint is also a new face of the Bliss Sect, so it must look like a saint.

Just like the female doll who looked like a female Bodhisattva three years ago was also taught by this believer, but it's a pity...it's a pity that he overstepped the rules later.

It is said that it is beyond the rules, but who knows the truth?

Before this believer went, he thought that the leader of his family just wanted him to promote the teachings of the bliss religion and tell the saint what bliss is.

As a result, after he went, what he saw was the new saint who was as pure as a piece of white paper.

If you want to say that people are so simple, you shouldn’t, at least you shouldn’t be ignorant.

White as paper, that is a child.

After talking with the smiling saint for a while, the believer understood that the saint is not like a newborn baby, she still understands basic common sense.

That's right... There are too many things she doesn't understand!

The believer sighed and began to teach, but as he spoke, he began to feel the magnificence and holiness of the leader.

"Master Hierarch is a noble god, a merciful god and Buddha, and our reborn parents!"

Jinyu Ji looked at the fanatical expression on the believer's face, followed the sound and looked up at the person coming from the door.

At that moment, several new vocabulary related to her mind went through, and finally she tilted her head slightly and said, "Father...mother?"

The smile on the visitor's face froze.

The author has something to say:

When I wrote it, it felt wrong to call my parents

My lovely cp and I nominated the phrase "mother" that Dororo called

I:?ok, that's it