Tomo-sama's Rescue Plan - Hell Chapter

But hell is hell, and trouble keeps coming.On the way back, before I got close to where the siblings were, I smelled something burning in the air.

After a few leaps and jumps to a nearby tree, I realized that it was a monster with flames all over its body. Hunters in hell call this thing a Balrog, which is not uncommon in the Karmic Fire Realm.It is probably because there are too many monsters gathered in this area, which attracts high-level monsters that are predators.

The surrounding vegetation burst into flames, and this thing was burning with karmic fire, so there was no grass growing where it passed, and it was difficult to deal with it with ordinary physical attacks. It had to cut open the body and destroy the core in time.I frowned, and was about to go down and kill it, but was held back by a hand.

Tong Mo sat leisurely on the branch next to me at some point, looking at the sea of ​​fire below with a half-smile.

"What's the hurry, Xiaoran, it's rare to have such a good opportunity, let's see and talk."

I just noticed that there was a white shadow in the direction of the Warcraft, which was actually Xiaomei.

But different from the quickness and even recklessness before, she squatted in place this time, holding her head in her hands, motionless, as if she was too frightened to move at all.

"This kid..." I suddenly realized.

She had been badly burned by fire, and she was afraid of fire.

"It won't work," I stood up, "she's going to die!"

"Ah, as far as I know, she has already died twice." Tong Mo said happily, "If she still dies this time, you can't blame me, right Xiaoran?"

I glanced at him with a complicated expression, and stopped my movements helplessly.

The Balrog spit out scorching fire and smoke, and the air not far in front of Xiaomei began to distort like the surface of water due to the high temperature.Seeing that the spreading flames were about to burn the girl's curled up body, a hungry ghost-like figure rushed over like a moth to a flame, picked up the girl and rolled aside.

It can be seen that the prostitute Taro has also suffered severe burns. Many places are opened like black mouths, and even the seaweed-like hair is scorched. It should be that he fought desperately with the Balrog before. , I don't know where he was thrown, but fortunately, at the last moment, he rushed to his sister.

Even if he had been wounded and deprived of vampires, his speed and attack would not be as fast and fierce as when he was a ghost. It is unknown which old corpse the two scythes were picked up from, although the cold light But still an ordinary scythe.However, he hunched over and stood in front of his younger sister, as if he was still the sixth of the year when he was criss-crossing Yoshihara's dark night.

Then he pounced on the Balrog like a mad tiger, completely ignoring the rising flames, and bit the monster's body with a pair of sickles like chopping melons and vegetables.

The Balrog probably didn't expect that someone would dare to jump on it to attack it. After letting out a dull roar, the whip-like tail swept across, and the prostitute Taro on his back was swept away.

As soon as the hungry ghost-like boy touched the ground, he jumped up flexibly, without stopping for a second, and jumped onto the monster again.

"See? Tong Mo." I said softly, "This is 'Guardian'."

"Wonderful, really wonderful~" Tong Mo clapped his hands and laughed, "That's it, how charming is the emotion bursting out of despair! When I met their brother and sister that day, the child was filled with such an intoxicating feeling I was almost moved to tears!"

"What, do you care? They will die if you don't take action."

"Salvation doesn't come every time, Xiaoran. Just let people appreciate it for a while, it's rare to have such a relaxing moment."

"Besides, I'm looking forward to that child's performance." He waved his fan, his eyes curled up, "Sure enough, listening to Xiao Ran's words and leaving Xiao Luo Ji behind will be interesting."

My gaze returned to the battle situation. What surprised me was that after such a short while, the scythe in the boy's hand cut off the monster's head with a staggered blow.

This is almost impossible to achieve with ordinary weapons, but he did it.

"It's a pity, just cutting off the head shouldn't work." Tong Mo sighed, "Forget it, forget it, who told me that I am a good person?"

The Balrog's headless body stood still, a puff of black smoke rose, blood spewed out from the broken neck along with more flames, and it was actually regenerating rapidly.

But in the next second, a group of blood-colored ice thorns suddenly exploded from its neck, and then many huge ice thorns that appeared out of nowhere pierced through the flaming body, and quickly covered it with a layer of frost. .

The monster-like man in red stepped steadily on the still shaking body of the Balrog, every step he took was condensed with frost.When he reached the back covered with spikes, the golden streamer tore apart the completely frozen body without hindrance, he stretched out his hand and pulled out a fiery red crystal from it, held it in his hand and examined it carefully some.

"Hey, it looks so hot, but it seems to have a taste that I haven't eaten before."

After that, he put the crystal into his mouth.The flowing flames burned all the way along the mouth and throat, briefly leaving burn scars, which healed in an instant.

By the time he walked up to the prostitute Taro who was half kneeling on the ground panting like a god, there was no trace of devouring his prey at all.

I think the prostitute Taro must have been greatly shocked, because when he raised his head again to look up at Tong Mo in front of him, there was some kind of strong hope in his eyes.

"Master Tong Mo..." He coughed twice, and hissed, "Why did your blood ghost technique become stronger? How did you do it? Please...please teach me!"

I am really speechless.Young man, is there something wrong with your eyesight?Where is the thing that the monster is using now a normal vampire technique?It's just a mutation, right? ?

I shouldn't have fed him those messy things, this guy's devouring and absorbing abilities are too weird, it seems that he didn't follow the normal evolution route at all!

"Because this is hell, whore Taro."

The monster named Tong Mo said with a smile.

"It's a place of happiness where there are no constraints and no need to follow common sense."

"Ah, why don't we do an experiment?" The monster bent down with interest, faint excitement flickered in its iridescent pupils, "Would you like to accept my blood for a try? Although I'm not even sure What is the effect, after all, I am not a cautious person like Master Wu Mi."

This is crazy!

"Wait!" I walked over quickly, "Are you sure you want to turn his spirit body back into a ghost? None of us know what will happen. What if he can't reincarnate because of this?"

"But Xiaoran has received my blood, and there is nothing wrong with it." Tong Mo spread his hands innocently, "I have observed carefully, and there is no obvious reaction."

...I want to hack him, really.

"I am willing."

The hunched young man replied almost without thinking.

"Even if I can't leave, I can still protect Xiaomei to leave here safely. Please Lord Tong Mo give me ghost blood and let me become your family member."

"I do not want!"

Suddenly there was a crisp sound not far away.Xiaomei ran over like a gust of wind and stopped in front of Tong Mo.

She should be a little scared, her voice was trembling a little, "I don't want to leave here alone, my brother must come with me!"

"Hey, this is going to be difficult..."

Tong Mo looked at her with a smile, "Little Luo Ji, how long are you going to delay?"

Ignoring the girl's terrified eyes, he exuded that kind of inorganic, unwavering coldness.

"It's too weak, Little Fallen Princess is too weak. If it keeps doing this, it will kill your brother."

"Master Tong Mo!" The prostitute Taro panicked, "Please don't blame Xiaomei...I...I didn't blame her for the defeat, it was all my fault, I was not strong enough to protect her..."

Xiaomei clenched her fists tightly, her whole body trembling, her eyes gradually filled with tears.

"Master Tong Mo is a big idiot!"

She yelled, turned and ran into the forest behind.

When I found her, Xiaomei was sitting on a dead log in the forest with her knees hugged, her eyes were red.

A handful of clear water condensed between my hands, and I put the water in front of her: "Would you like to wash your face? Your face is covered in ashes, and you don't even look pretty anymore."

Probably because she really saw her disheveled appearance in the water, the girl sniffed her nose while reaching into the water and dabbing on her face indiscriminately.

"I know I can't do it," she said sullenly. "It used to be like this. No matter who bullies me, my brother will stand in front of me. I'm never worried or afraid. But we always don't have enough to eat. Those children I even threw stones at my brother and called him ugly. Even if a creditor beats him all over his body, there is nothing I can do."

"At first, I thought that after a few years of being a prostitute, I could save money and be able to afford beautiful clothes. Maybe there would be a bigger store for me to work, so my brother wouldn't have to work so hard."

She covered her face and sobbed: "If I hadn't blinded the samurai's eyes, if I could be smarter, if I could become stronger as a ghost... I have always thought so, I really I've worked very hard…”

"I really hate those people...why didn't they even give us a way to survive...we just want to live..."

After crying for a while, she wiped away her tears and said fiercely: "Why should I tell you this, you are a god, you won't understand."

I was amused by her, and simply sat on the ground in front of her.

"Would you like to hear about Lord Shenming? Don't you wonder why Lord Shenming is in hell?"

Xiaomei raised her head and looked at me blankly.

"I was a god of rivers and rivers without a body at first, and then I became a snake. It is true that I will not get sick or starve, but I don't understand anything. Humans use little girls as offerings to me. I I have eaten it for many years, although there is no meat."

She couldn't help but sneered: "Isn't that similar to a ghost?"

"Yeah, it's about the same. Then I met a girl, much younger than you. She was the first human being to talk to me, the first human being to read to me, and the first human being to have sex with me. Friends of humans."

"But I didn't even understand what she said. So when she was offered to me as a sacrifice, I ate her."

"Before she died, she told me not to eat girls anymore. I don't think this is a big problem, so I stopped eating the offerings those people gave me."

"I don't know why I didn't eat people anymore. Humans gradually stopped worshiping me. My shrines became dilapidated, and I gradually lost control over the river. So those humans built on my river. A lot of strange dams, and finally a flood, but my strength is too weak to stop it."

"One day I finally couldn't control my hatred and ate the local daimyo's family. I was sealed by the onmyoji and sent to hell."

Xiaomei was a little dazed when she heard that, and murmured: "It's hard work being a god... I said that human beings are weak and vicious, and those people in Yoshihara are just as bad. I wish I could..."

"But, after I came to hell, I realized that I didn't exist to hate humans. I made an agreement with that girl, which is more important to me than anything else, and I must keep it, because it is She gave me a whole soul, and that promise came as a condition."

Xiaomei seemed a little fascinated, she put her hands on her chin and asked, "What kind of agreement is it?"

"Help her find a child, who is as important to her as your brother is to you."

"Then have you found it?"

Instead of answering her question, I continued:

"So, Xie Huamei, the meaning of your life is not to hate humans or regret the past, but to work hard to grow up and become a happy person, because you are your brother's hope. Save him from hell."

Xiaomei turned her head away: "I have been working hard to grow up, and I have been an oiran. But Master Tong Mo is right, I am still very weak, too weak."

I sighed: "Admitting that you are weak is the first step to growing up. I was also weak when I first arrived in hell. I only had a small knife, and I was often hacked to pieces, and my head fell off several times. Woolen cloth."

"Ah?" She looked at me incredulously, "How is it possible? I don't believe it."

"It's true, look at this." I showed her the silver bell on my wrist.

"This is my most important thing, and I just got it back recently. 200 years ago, I was cut off by someone, and I couldn't regenerate it for a long time. When I woke up, I found my most important thing, It was taken away along with my memory."

"However, if there is an unbreakable bond with the lost things, they will definitely return to you. So look, isn't this coming back?"

"You're so nagging." Xiaomei pouted suddenly, "Why do you talk more than Master Tong Mo?"

I was a little embarrassed: "Yes, is it? Maybe it's like this when you get older."

"I know you want to comfort me, I'm not sad now." She wiped her face and stood up, "Let's go back."

"Ah, actually, I want to ask you something." I said, "I can't teach you blood ghost art, but my stealth and running skills are not bad. I have practiced for hundreds of years. Are you interested in learning from me? Is it? If you learn it, at least you won’t die.”

Xiaomei stopped.

I felt almost like someone in missionary mode, which was shameless.

"What?" The silver-haired girl turned her head slowly, and looked at me provocatively, "My mimetic back then was full of praise even Mr. Wu Mi, so I won't lose to you."

"Then it's such a happy decision." I nodded in satisfaction, "Starting tomorrow, let's play hide-and-seek."