On the Possibility of Part-Time Jobs for God Judges[Comprehensive]

The crow's resentful spirits flew in groups, and the scarlet eyes showed deep-seated hatred, but this hatred was really fragile in front of the flames that painted the sky.

Fire is... red...

Lian Hongba has never hated it too much, even if this thing took his mother away, he couldn't hate it at all.

——Because it is so beautiful.

The red pupils reflected the light of fire, practicing Hongba slashed horizontally with his sword, and half of the sky was covered with falling fire crows, dragging a long flame like a meteor, falling into Heianjing, and being extinguished by the onmyoji's magic in mid-air, it will not What a fire.

"The six roots are pure." Abe Seimei chanted the mantra in a low voice, and a layer of invisible power immediately attached to Lianhongba and Oboro's car body. Lianhongba felt this power in a novel way, and the powerful feeling would never be annoying.

Lian Hongba jumped out of the range of the obscuring car, he didn't fall down, these wraiths were his pedals.The trampled crow uttered a hoarse cry and fell downward, Lian Hongba had already stepped on the back of the next crow.The strong wind roared high in the sky, Lian Hongba cut down another crow with his backhand, and the hazy car began to fall slowly.

"Defend the enemy!" A golden light suddenly rose from the ground, and it was He Mao Baoxian who came to meet him. The black-clothed onmyoji rode on the back of the black tiger, muttering words.Behind him was the disciple of He Mao's family, the sound of chanting was loud, and the resentful spirits struggled in pain and had to choose to retreat.

The black cloud whizzed away, the hazy car fell, Lian Hongba held the wings of a wraith in one hand, and landed amidst two long flames.This is not a particularly dangerous situation. The enemy is not strong, but there are a lot of them. He didn't even spread his fire wings.

"Qingming! I've been waiting here since I received the message! What's the situation now?" Baoxian He Mo asked eagerly.

Abe Seimei lifted the curtain of the car and walked out slowly, still smiling.

"It is the quantitative change that caused the qualitative change, and this matter must be resolved first."

"Speaking lightly! Now most of Yinyangliao's power is concentrated in Kamogawa, where can we deploy more manpower?" He Mao Baoxian was angry, "Hey Seimei! Why are you still laughing?!"

"Sorry, can you provide me with a clean room first? I want to purify the crows first." Abe Seimei stopped talking about the constitution and smiled leisurely, "Don't worry too much, as long as there are crows here , those resentful spirits will not dare to come to the door again."

"...What do you mean?" He Mao Baoxian's tone softened.

"What the resentful spirit fears is nothing more than the pure air and the shining sun. In the Tang Dynasty, crows and golden crows are closely related. This is also the reason why killing crows too much will lengthen the night."

"In other words, killing the crow is actually weakening the power of the sun?"

"That's right, Baoxian. If you want to know more about the relationship between the two, you might as well ask Hongba." Abe Seimei finally said, in order to prevent the resentful spirit from making a comeback, he immediately went to purify Crow Nine.

Lian Hongba put away his sword, and couldn't help but yawned sleepily. The tossing and tossing this big night completely obliterated the effect of his bedtime maintenance.If the mastermind behind this incident appeared in front of him, he would have to poke ten or eight holes in that guy.

"I don't want to answer the question now, I want to sleep." Lian Hongba was not polite, and He Mao Baoxian thought that he was not Qingming, and he couldn't subdue this little magic star, so he arranged the room immediately without complaint.

Lian Hongba flung himself on the soft quilt, always insisting that tomorrow's troubles will be left in tomorrow, and soon fell asleep. When his breathing gradually calmed down, it seemed that the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures suddenly sounded in his ears.

——It is the preface of "The Lotus Sutra of the Wonderful Dharma".

[I read the past life, countless kalpas...]

Lian Hongba stood in the darkness, surrounded by white lotus, with lotus leaves in fields.In the swaying sea of ​​flowers, a monk sat with his back to him, and Lian Hongba could only see the old monk's robe on his back.

With a faint fragrance of lotus, Lian Hongba took a step forward expressionlessly, making ripples on the black water.

"Hey you……"

【In this world... there is no Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss...】

"what are you saying……"

【Then, I'll do it—】

[Create an ultimate pure world! 】

The monk moved, he slowly raised his arms, the "naked" skin was full of longitudinal scars, the strange thing rose slowly with his movements, stretched out blood-red tentacles, sticking Thick blood dripped together with the crow's feathers.

[This is the "sun", the "red sun" in the pure world! 】

[Not enough... not enough... need more light!More fire!more blood! 】

The monk turned around with an ordinary and amiable face, and he couldn't see the arrogant words just said.He slowly stretched out his hand to Lian Hongba, his pupils trembling eagerly.

[Buddha with red lotus karma flowing in his body, please follow me to save this world...]

"No."

The outstretched tentacles stopped and began to tremble. Lian Hongba raised his red pupils and repeated it indifferently.

"No."

[Why is this... why is this? !You are clearly...! 】

Lian Hongba smiled, he pinched the Buddhist bead that had been hidden in his sleeve all the time, pressed the mother bead with his thumb, and placed it in front of him.The golden light expands little by little, the mantra spins, and the sound of chanting is loud!

The white lotus began to wither, and the red lotus suspended above the monk's head was almost submerged in the white petals, its whiskers trembling.

"Because I'm not a disciple of Buddha, I'm an Asura."

The enchantment on the Baoxian mansion is really bad, all kinds of monsters and ghosts can come in.

Lian Hongba walked out of the room with his long hair yawning, who else was sitting on the porch besides Abe Seimei?Bao Xian also sat together.It was already noon, but the sky was only a little bright, and there was still fog lingering in the yard.

"Master Hongba, good morning~" Fox ran to his feet with a smile on his face, "Did you sleep well last night? Your dream map shows that you have been in a wonderful dream~"

"If you sleep well, there will be ghosts." Lian Hongba couldn't help complaining, "The enchantment here in Baoxian is too bad, and strange things broke into my dreams.

"Little bastard! This is the painstaking effort of several generations of He Mao's family! It will not be inferior to Seimei!" He Mao defended the constitution and exploded.

"I can prove this. Baoxian's enchantment is comparable to that of the mansion." Abe Seimei said with a smile, "Just woke up, there is corn porridge and fried fish, let's eat a little bit. The purification of Yajiu has also been completed, The Wraith really didn't dare to stay nearby."

Isn't it a matter of enchantment?Lian Hongba sat down, picked up the bowl, and ate first as a respect.He was very focused on eating, and for a while, there was only the sound of chewing fish bones.

After eating the late breakfast, Lian Hongba took over the purified Yajiu.The short sword is still dark, but the gold inlay is brighter and brighter, and the golden "color" Lufu is coiled on it, and the red master can feel that there is a not weak spirit writhing inside.He injected a little bit of spiritual power, and the dagger instantly turned into a black-feathered gilt crow and landed on his arm.

[Thank you for your continued help. 】Crow Nine said sincerely,【I am willing to be loyal to you, I hope you can become my sword master. 】

"Okay, you are like Fox's help, you are mine from today." Lian Hongba narrowed his eyes, "As long as you don't betray me, everything else is easy to talk about."

Fox Zhizhu twitched his ears in embarrassment. He knew how terrible the consequences of betraying Mr. Hongba would be. He hoped that his new colleagues would not be confused.

Thinking about it this way, some clues appeared on his face, and he was picked up by Lian Hongba and rubbed his face into a square shape.

"The one who is most likely to betray you is obviously you, give me a correct attitude!"

Foxnosuke: ...his face hurts but he still has to smile.

"I will swear allegiance to the lord to the death!" Ya Jiu solemnly promised, "In order to prove my role, I will clear away the resentful spirits that have been circling Heianjing for many days."

"Well, you go with Qingming Daoman, I have other things to do." Lianhong thought briefly, "By the way, Qingming, I will come back later at night."

"Are you going to the Fengshen Shrine?" Abe Seimei guessed, because Lian Hongba has been running there frequently since some time ago.

"Well, I'm going to fulfill what I promised." Lian Hongba's red pupils became warm, "When night falls, remember to look in the direction of the shrine. There are super powerful things, and I want to show Qingming too. look."

"Then, I'll wait and see." Abe Seimei said with a smile.

Seimei should feel at ease when coming to the Fengshen Shrine, because it is unlikely that someone will hurt Lian Hongba from a ghost king who is good at guarding. Even if the ghost king is also a ghost king, it is difficult to do this.

Sacrificing the sharpness of the attack and transforming it into the thickness of the protection, this is the youkai Yimulian who was once a god.

"I'm late." Lian Hongba took Foxanosuke into the shrine, and Yi Mulian was squatting on the ground to look at the pattern of a lantern. Hearing the voice, he stood up slowly, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Thanks for your hard work. The atmosphere in Heianjing is very "messy". Are you busy too?"

"It's nothing, I don't know how to work most of the time." Lian Hongba plausibly said, Foxosuke resisted showing his disgusted expression, until his facial muscles became stiff.

But it's not that this little devil doesn't work, at least he made almost all the lights here by himself.

The originally barren and decaying courtyard has now been covered with sky lanterns. On the warm and soft straw paper, there are some flowers and birds painted in light colors.Not a single drop of dew or rain touched these lamps, which shows how carefully Yimulian preserves them.Lian Hongba checked each of them one by one, and after confirming that they were correct, he began the long moving work.

The skeleton of the sky lantern is fragile, and the paper covering it is even more fragile, so it can only be carried a little bit patiently.Yimulian stayed on the high ground, guarding these lanterns with the power of the wind, Lian Hongba borrowed a dragon, and one person and one dragon moved up together.

"I really miss it." Long said with emotion, "It turns out that it takes so much energy to prepare these lamps. If we still do this, how do those humans finish such tedious work?"

"Because of faith." Lian Hongba replied without hesitation, "Because I am full of faith in Fengshen and grateful for the blessings I have received, no matter how difficult it is, I will pass on this feeling. Let me explain first, although I I don't hate this kind of weak person's behavior, and I will only do this one and only time."

Lian Hongba's footsteps stopped, and an old man appeared in front of them, walking slowly with his son or grandson carrying firewood.

Long immediately disappeared, leaving only Lian Hongba holding the lantern, and Fox's help lying on his shoulders.

"Father?" The young man called out to his father who had stopped suddenly in confusion, while the old man just looked in the direction of Lian Hongba in confusion.

"That lamp..." The wrinkles on his face suddenly softened, and his brows, which were frowned by the struggle of livelihood, relaxed, and he walked slowly towards Lian Hongba.

"My lord, can you sell this sky lantern to me?" the old man asked cautiously, "I don't know its price, but as long as I can bear it..."

It could be seen that the young man did not agree, but he still endured and chose to respect his father's wishes.

Lian Hongba sensed the weight of the dragon on his shoulders, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Why do you want to buy this lamp?"

"Because..." The old man also smiled, and his eyes seemed to pass through decades, and fell on the lively festival that year.

"Seeing this lamp, I suddenly remembered that today seems to be the day of offering sacrifices to the Fengshen."

The author has something to say: the end of the next chapter, "Feng Deng", I will not be forgotten again and again, and those who treat the world gently will never be forgotten~

It's over, I feel like I'm going to write orz while crying again in the next chapter