Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

The old woman's hands trembled, and countless silk threads under her skin wanted to gush out, but they were suppressed by an invisible force.

Her neck suddenly arched a bulge, which quickly disappeared.

Zhaohua stood beside Sanriyue as if he hadn't seen anything, and asked in a calm voice, "What's wrong?"

What appeared at the same time as these words was his no longer restrained aura.

There is an amazing sense of oppression in the air.

The old woman rolled her cloudy eyes, stretched out her hand stiffly, and took out a roll of silk thread from the bamboo basket beside her.

She was about to pass the silk thread through the thin needle, but Zhaohua unceremoniously knocked off the coil of silk thread.

"The color is too abrupt, change it."

The bulge on the neck reappeared, but it shrank a little bit under Zhaohua's gaze.

The old woman found a roll of silk thread of the same color as the sleeve in the bamboo basket, paused for a while, and only started to deal with the scratches on the sleeve when she saw that Zhaohua had no objections.

I have to say that she is really skilled, her feet are neat and tidy, her fingers seem stiff, but they are actually very flexible, and she repaired the scratches in a short while, and the appearance looks the same.

Zhaohua checked it, nodded in satisfaction, and brushed his fingers to remove the evil spirit on the silk thread.

He asked Sanriyue to stand up, sat down opposite the old woman, and put the four sets of clothes in his hands in the middle.

"please."

The old woman's hand trembled in a strange posture, the blood-red silk thread frantically squeezed towards her fingertips, but it couldn't get out at all.

It struggled in vain for a few times, and in the end it could only pick up the needle and thread resignedly, and repair the cracks on the clothes one by one.

"This color doesn't work, change it."

"This one looks too ugly, so embroider a character on it to cover it up. Let's embroider "昭" instead."

"This trace is too obvious, embroider a flower similar to the background."

Under Zhaohua's persistent encouragement, the old woman was so angry that she wanted to go on strike several times. Due to the threat of her life, she had to continue working aggrievedly.

Finally, all the scratches were repaired, and she was greatly relieved.

Zhaohua checked all the clothes and was very satisfied.

"Good job." He folded his clothes and held them in his arms, looking at the "person" with a numb face opposite him, and smiled.

"I'll let you die quickly."

As soon as the words fell, Sanriyue slashed out with a knife, and a golden light could be seen faintly on the blade, which was particularly bright under the candlelight.

The clusters of silk threads piled up in the room suddenly moved, and the camouflage on the outside faded away, revealing a color as bright red as blood.

Numerous silk threads wrapped around Crescent Moon's knife, preventing the blade from falling.

The old woman jumped away extremely fast, lying on the ground in a strange posture with her hands and feet, and ran towards the door.

With a turn of Sanriyue's blade, a golden light shone out, and all the threads broke.

He chased after her, and at the door of the room, he chopped off the old woman's body with one blow.

There was no cry of pain or blood, the old and small body deflated instantly like a punctured balloon.

"Ran away."

Holding his clothes and the bamboo basket he picked out, Zhaohua walked over from the mess behind him.

San Riyue retracted the knife, and glanced at the empty eyes on the human skin face on the ground.

"Indeed it is."

He saw the things in Zhaohua's hands again. The silk threads in the bamboo basket were colorful and unchanged, they were normal silk threads.

"What is the master doing with this?"

"Help you mend your clothes." Zhaohua said it as a matter of course, at this rate of damage, it will definitely be used in the future.

"I've already read it, and I understand both the word "Zhao" and the petals. From now on, I will mend Sanriyue's clothes."

San Riyue looked at the confident master, but in the end she couldn't bear to tell him that seeing and doing are two different things.

"Hahaha, then trouble the master."

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In the lobby, Inuyasha and the others kept observing the people around them.

The childish voice of a child, the soft whisper of a woman, there is no evil spirit here, everything looks very normal.

Zhaohua and Sanriyue went away for a long time and did not come back. Kagome asked in a low voice, "It's been so long, could something happen?"

"It should be fine." Maitreya sat on the ground, holding his staff all the time. "If they are not prepared, the two of them will not leave with others casually."

Several people were on guard, when suddenly a mass of red light rushed from behind, and rushed straight towards the door, but was blocked by an invisible barrier and bounced back.

A spell was pasted outside the door at some point, and the red light couldn't break through, turning around and blending into the crowd.

The people in the ruined temple stopped moving for a moment, and suddenly countless red silk threads protruded from their fingers, sweeping towards Inuyasha and the others.

"Jade of the Four Souls...Give it to me..."

"Iron Broken Teeth!"

When the wide demon knife slashed down, all the silk threads broke, and then emerged from the body continuously.

The silk thread that fell to the ground trembled twice, suddenly merged into one, and stabbed towards Kagome.

Maitreya's staff blocked it and knocked it down directly.

Seeing this, Coral threw the huge flying bone towards the group of people on the opposite side, but was blocked by a strong net.

Can't get close, and it's almost endless to chop.

Kagome hitched the arrow, and pure spiritual power gathered at the tip of the arrow.

"Shh-"

The Demon-Breaking Arrow flew out, piercing a big hole in the huge red net, followed by Flying Bones, and knocked over a large group of people, and the fallen people shriveled up instantly, turning into empty human skin.

The pressure on Inuyasha's side suddenly eased, he ran forward and accurately found the person hiding in the red light.

Tie Suiya slashed down with a knife, and the powerful monster force directly smashed the red light into pieces.

All the silk threads disappeared, and the rest of the people also fell down.

When Zhaohua and Sankaiyue came out, they happened to see the scene where Inuyasha retracted his knife and sheathed it.

Well, they seem to be coming out a bit late.

"Sure enough, there is no Jade of the Four Souls."

Inuyasha glanced at the pile of human skins on the ground, the monster is dead, but these human skins still maintain a fresh color, not rotten at all.

Maitreya walked over, looking at this situation, his face became serious.

"This is resentment. After a person dies, if the resentment persists, the body will not rot."

Zhaohua came over, and he could clearly see above the temple, the resentful souls lingering and screaming in pain.

They suffered a tragic death during their lifetime, but they couldn't rest in peace after death, and they had to be skinned by monsters for fun, deceiving travelers passing by.

Therefore, resentment arises, and it lingers in the place of death every day.

Maitreya sat down on the ground and read scriptures.

The others stood quietly aside, not wanting to disturb him.

As the scriptures were recited over and over again, the faces of those souls gradually became serene, and the resentment dissipated and dissipated in the air.

The evil spirit in the temple also disappeared, and the scattered human skin turned into dust.

The dawn light dispelled the darkness covering the temple.

Everyone tidied up and moved forward in the original direction.

Zhaohua's biggest harvest this time is the silk thread that is full of bamboo baskets.

Finding that he actually went to mend the clothes, and even took the mending, Inuyasha couldn't help complaining: "Are you too leisurely?"

At that time, they thought that he went to the back hall to find monsters.

"The kindness is hard to turn down, so I just satisfied her request by the way."

Sanriyue, who watched the whole process, smiled and said nothing.

Everything the master says is right.

Not long after walking, the instrument on Zhaohua's body suddenly lit up, and a bright red dot was marked in the east.

"Go on, I'll go take a look with Sanriyue."

It was rare that there was news of the marching army, Zhaohua left without hesitation, followed by four little paper figurines with bags on their backs.

Before Kagome could say goodbye, they disappeared.

Worry was like last time, and disappeared before reaching the retrograde army.

Zhaohua used the spell of praying for the wind this time, and pulled Sanriyue on the way quickly.

No matter what, the retrograde army will not move as fast as him.

Then halfway through, the red dot of the retrograde army suddenly shifted to the side, and disappeared again after a while.

Zhaohua:? ? ?

He remembered that in the original world, the mobility of the retrograde army was not so high!

Did they also follow the Romans and find a mount?

Zhaohua, who has enjoyed lightning-fast speed on the back of mica, also wants a mount that lives in water, land and air at this moment.

Although the retrograde army disappeared, the investigation still had to go.

Zhaohua still ran towards the place where the red dot was before.

As soon as he arrived nearby, another monster rushed straight towards him from the front.

Without restraint, Zhaohua, who was dodged by monsters along the way, looked at this monster that didn't dodge at all, and was genuinely puzzled.

Brother, are you out of your mind?

He had no choice but to stop his galloping steps to deal with the monster that came over suddenly.

Seeing this, the little paper figurines flying behind them made a hasty turn and slammed into the trees one by one.

Emergency brake, success!

Just as Sanriyue's knife was about to be unsheathed, an arrow shot from the front, penetrated the monster's body, and nailed it to the tree.

The monster quickly dissipated.

Zhaohua raised his eyebrows, this is what he saw from Kagome - the Arrow of Destroying Demons.

The author has something to say: Zhaohua: No one knows how to make the best use of things better than me

Sanriyue: Hahaha, whatever the master says is fine, but I don’t think the silk thread will be needed, hahaha.