Tomo-sama's Rescue Plan - Hell Chapter

A day later, I went to see Master Heishi Mou.

Having lived in hell for 200 years, I thought I had my own way of sensing and hiding breath, but it took a lot of trouble to find this one-of-a-kind master, he disappeared as if he had merged into the darkness If it wasn't for the ghost blood in my body that allowed me to capture the extremely hidden ghost aura, it would not be easy to find this old man.I couldn't help being a little amazed, it seems that these top strings really have their own merits, even after going to hell, they are not trapped in illusions or directly swallowed by monsters like ordinary ghosts, but they still have the strength to protect themselves, and even move freely.It seems that the undead of Zao Yun's ghost killing team insisted on stationing here for 400 years, and they also had such concerns.

After entering a woodland with sparse trees, the breath of the ghost became stronger, forming a hood like a substance. The strong sense of coercion almost made it difficult for people to move, but after passing through, the pressure disappeared instantly. The breath became extremely clean, as if in the wilderness on a moonlit night.

I also did see that Shangxian who looked like a lone moon was sitting under a dead tree, as if he was meditating with his eyes closed, but his waist was still straight, and he was the posture of a warrior who was not angry and majestic.

I knelt down on the spot and saluted.

"Master Hei Si Mou, are you safe?"

One of the top strings opened six red gold ghost pupils, staring at me.

His gaze was extremely oppressive, and I lowered my eyes respectfully, "Sorry, it took me so long to see you."

"Why... is it you?" He said slowly, "Where is Tong Moren?"

"Master Tong Mo has always been lazy and lazy, especially recently he has become obsessed with Shuangliu." I smiled and raised my head, "That's why I'm here. Don't mind, he's just a lazy guy. No disrespect to you at all."

"Heh." Heixin Mou let out a short sneer, "He... is at ease."

I continued: "I came here for the matter you mentioned last time. Because I have infiltrated the ghost killing team stationed here before, and I also know the reason why they have guarded here for 400 years. Now that the group of ghosts has escaped from the prison, there are only you and Master Tong Mo on the upper strings here, and he is not reliable, so please forgive me for presumptuousness, although I am a woman, I have to come to discuss this matter with you."

"It doesn't matter," Heishi Mou said indifferently, "Warrior women...in times of war...go to battle...and kill the enemy...I will not take you lightly just because you are a woman. Besides...you are also a god."

Seeing that he was not unhappy, I smiled and said: "Then I don't worry. I just want to show my heart to you. Although Master Tong Mo gave me ghost blood, it was purely a whim. I gave it to the prostitute before. Futaro's ghost blood was also taken back by him, and the prostitute Taro and Xiaomei have been reincarnated as human beings. So you don't have to worry about the act of giving blood messing up the order, and he has no idea of ​​becoming a ghost king. I just want to take him Leaving hell and returning to the world, how to arrange the group of ghosts here, whether a new ghost king is needed, has nothing to do with us, and it is not within the scope of our consideration."

"After giving the blood...can you take it back?" Master Heishi Mou lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking.

"He always does whatever he wants, you should know that. The prostitute Taro said he wanted to reincarnate with his sister, but as a ghost, he couldn't pass through the door to the human world. Master Tongmo took the blood back on a whim." I explained with a smile. Dao said, "This may also be because hell is a world of beliefs, and the tests encountered are actually manifested by the attachments and karma of the fallen. Most of the abilities of the spirit body also depend on the heart. The prostitute Taro He wholeheartedly protects his sister, and for this reason he does not hesitate to drink ghost blood to turn back into an evil ghost. Therefore, when he strongly wishes to turn back into a human being, Master Tong Mo responds to his wish. Although I have stayed here for 200 years, I am not familiar with this set of rules. I don’t quite understand it, but I am always amazed.”

Master Hei Si Mou raised six ghost pupils.For some reason, I gradually got used to staring at him, and felt that the other person was actually a quiet and introverted person, with that kind of heavy breath, which was completely different from the irritable and greedy daimyos in my memory.

"You walk with ghosts...and are not afraid of ghosts," he said. "Why?"

I smiled slightly: "Master Hei Si Mou doesn't think I'm a good god, does he? As the god of Arakawa, my original form was a big snake, and I fed on the local priestesses enshrined to me. I got the soul of a human being and got rid of human flesh. In my eyes, ghosts are not much different from humans. Could it be that Lord Heishimu, as a ghost, thinks that ghosts are bad existences?"

He was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Ghosts... are pathetic existences."

I looked at him confused.The Ghost Swordsman, who cherished words like gold, sat in the shadow of the trees, obviously not wanting to discuss this issue any more.

What a strange person, I thought all the ghosts were Tong Mo who were proud of being ghosts.Reminiscent of his lament over the defeat and destruction of the Oni Clan when we met for the first time at the base of the Ghost Slayer Team, I couldn't figure out for a moment what this Lord Kamizuru was thinking.

"Then Heishi Mou-sama, let me ask, what should we do with the group of ghosts who escaped and wandered around?" I asked cautiously.

"Since...that lord, he let the ghosts fight, so...the strong can be determined."

He spoke very slowly, almost word for word.

"At that time...the ghost blood was still restrained, and the twelve ghost moons were also suppressed...now it is different. The door you are talking about...what is it?"

"A door is a passage leading to the human world or other realms of hell." I explained to him, "Some doors can only be entered but not entered, while others can only be exited but not entered. The Fire Realm came to this level through the door. The door hidden under the Ubuyashiki mansion here is a door that only allows human souls to leave, and the opening time is uncertain. Prepare. I am still looking for other gates, because the spirit veins of the Santu River converge near here, so if there is, it is most likely to exist in this place. But it is still unknown whether ghosts can pass through."

The six ghost pupils all looked at me.

"Since you have fallen into hell... why don't you atone for your sins... and leave in a hurry?"

"I think death is already atonement. Even ghosts, if no one repays the harm they suffered while alive, and no one listens to the reason for turning into a ghost, then there is no reason to be tortured after death." I said simply, "Besides, hell The place is easy to devour the soul. The underground of this layer is full of monsters called necromancers, which is too dangerous. By the way, Lord Hei Si Mou, please be careful of those fluorescent green slug-like existences, they move in groups , being attracted by blood or spiritual power will devour the spirit body, and there are many messy monsters here, if you see that kind of huge monster..."

"That kind of thing... I have killed several of them, and I can still deal with them."

... Is this adult also so tough? ?

I felt that my eyes were wide open, and my eyes couldn't help falling on his sword full of eyes, "You are a swordsman, as long as you have a firm belief, they should not be able to hurt you... This sword looks like it is two times longer than ordinary swords. Is it more than a ruler? And it looks strange, what is it made of?"

"The name of this knife is...Xuwaishenqu, but...it was made of my flesh and blood."

"No wonder!" I exclaimed in surprise, "This knife is already a part of your soul, which is why it can still be murderous in hell! It's really a good knife! It would be great if I could have the opportunity to compete with you!"

Heishimu took a look at me, to be precise, at the saber on my waist.

"You said... you have never practiced sword skills... Then, why do you wear a sword?"

I touched the handle of the knife and said with a smile, "My knife was not like this at first, it was just an unsharpened knife, a gift I gave to my friends when I was young, and then it came back to me by accident. I went to hell with me, and it became what it is now because of the belief that I want to see that child again. So it can be regarded as a part of me. Although I have never practiced sword skills, I have been in hell for many years , there are still some life-saving skills, so if you are bored someday, you can play a few tricks with me, anyway, I am a god, and it is not so easy to hack to death."

Seeing that he was silent, I guessed that this swordsman probably didn't bother to talk to me, so he just smiled out of words:

"Don't mind, although my sword skills are not as good as others, I like to look at other people's swords. Speaking of which, I compared it with Zaoyun once before, and his sword is quite beautiful."

"Maeda... Soun?"

Hei Si Mou slowly said the name.

"Yes, Zaoyun is a friend I made in the Ghost Killing Squad, and he has given me a lot of care." I smiled wryly, "It's really helpless to have two points against us, and it's the same result in the end. But don't worry, those pillars and friends The members of the ghost killing team, I have purified and saved them well, and have sent them to reincarnation."

"It's all the past, don't need to mention it again." He said briefly.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb your retreat. By the way, if it's a monster, the crystals in the heart can actually be eaten, but please discard the other parts, lest there will be parasites from the dead."

"Appetite is not worth mentioning."

Look at people!A foodie who won't even forget to go to hell should be ashamed!

Speaking of which, he has no snacks again, so I have to run to hunt some more monsters, alas.

"7, 8, 9...12..."

I counted the piles of colorful nuclei in the bag and exhaled.

The harvest in the past few days has been good, but the battle with that Balrog just now was too fierce, half of the mountain was burned.I stood in the scorched earth with a disheveled face, and took a shower for myself with water.

Fortunately, there are many monsters in the Necromancer Hell, otherwise I really couldn't afford to feed a certain ghost.

In other words, why does it feel like I am making money to support my family?I'm probably the first god in history to work hard in hell and raise a ghost?

do i owe him money

The silver bell in my hand flashed in the mist, as if laughing at me.I raised my hand, and saw the bloody lotus inscription winding on my wrist, which looked like a crooked line of words:

I owe three thousand guan.

... I owe 3000 taels and I believe it!

"Ha ha…"

An erratic laughter suddenly sounded in my ears.I turned around on the spot, and saw a snow-white, very beautiful face, which belonged to a young man in a foreign suit.

It was the strange spirit that I had encountered before, but this time it seemed to materialize.

He backed away a few steps away with his hands behind his back, tilted his head and smiled at me, his blue-green hair fluttering in the wind.

"You are so beautiful, a dream hidden in a nightmare."

"But why can't you see your 'core' clearly?"

The boy looked at me a little confused, his eyes were beautiful light green, but his pupils were turned sideways like goats.

He stretched out a hand towards me: "What kind of dream do you want...huh?"

I shook his severed hand and threw it aside.Then he nailed him to a tree with a backhand knife.

"What kind of dirty thing dares to read my heart?" I approached him expressionlessly, "I haven't settled the debt with you last time, how dare you come?"

The weird boy seemed unable to feel the pain, but instead showed a dreamy smile.

"You're so strong, it's just like what the lord said, you're so strong..."

... Is this another mentally ill person?Come on, why do I always attract abnormal guys?

"Tell me, first tell me who you are, and then tell me what happened to the illusion you showed me last time." I took the time to stand still in front of him, "I have plenty of time this time, let's take our time. "

"That's not a fantasy, it's a dream, it has happened in the past. The nightmare that has been irreparable ... Will you make you pain?" The young man was screaming by the blue inflammation that was rising by my knife, "Ah ... ah ... Sure enough...it will make you...painful..."

I suppressed my desire to kill, "You are not a creature from hell, so... you are a ghost?"

"...Blood ghost technique...? No... Impossible..."

What is this thing?The burned one is still talking to himself with only one breath left?

"There are ghosts as weak as you?" I sighed, "It's really the first time I've seen you."

These words seemed to finally bring him back to reality. Behind a pile of messy hair, one eye stared at me resentfully.

"I'm not weak... That lord has already given me blood, I can do it... If I do it all over again..."

"You've already gone to hell, come back again. So the dream you showed me last time, did it really happen? Where is that?"

I patted his face, "You'd better say it quickly, I guess your spiritual body will be gone after a while after burning, what a pity you have a pretty face."

"I can't say... can't... say..."

Eh?fainted?

I had no choice but to put away my spiritual power and insert the knife back into my waist.The boy limply slid down the tree trunk and fell to the ground.

...This man in the wilderness, should I drag him back, or throw him here to feed the monsters?

Or drag it back?

I grabbed one of his arms and was about to help him up when I suddenly felt a biting chill.

In an instant, I shook off his hand, or rather, it could no longer be called a hand, but turned into something like a thorny whip, which was drawn towards my face at a speed close to lightning.

It was too late to draw the knife, I instinctively raised a wall of water with my hand, plus three swirling snake-tooth blades, barely stopping the whip.

Missing a hit, the whip turned back at an incredible angle, and it was another blow.

I finally drew the knife, jumped up and slashed.

A crisp ding sound.

The moment he touched the strange whip, he could only feel thousands of mournful screams coming from the long knife, and a black energy that seemed to be alive climbed rapidly along the blade.

what? !

"Mosang Dragon Water Cleansing!"

I held the blade with my backhand and wiped it fiercely, the torrent with the purification technique hit the black air against the direction, forcing it back.The barbed whip also quickly retracted, becoming a twisted arm.

The boy in the western clothes stood up at some point, the hanging hair blocked one side of the cheek, the other side was extremely pale, covered with many vein-like black lines, and one exposed eye turned into an extremely voluptuous plum red.

He stared at me, smiled very sinisterly, and then disappeared in place.

Ran?

I can only feel my heart beating wildly, and the spiritual power in my whole body is circulating crazily.

That is the biological instinct of encountering a strong enemy.

After falling into hell for 200 years, I have never encountered such an opponent. It feels like a wraith, as if it wants to drag people into the abyss.Bone-piercing tremors spread all over my body, making me experience the long-lost fear for the first time.

What is this again?Sure enough, something is wrong with this necromancer hell, there are all kinds of strange things.

Fortunately, the spoils of the past few days were not lost.After calming down for a moment, I started to rush back quickly.

When passing by the ruins of the Sanyashiki mansion, my mood has returned to normal. After all, there is nothing terrible in hell. I even know several ghosts, and there is nothing scary. Anzhi, the most important thing is to find a way to leave early.

Just because of that kind of ghost who can read minds a little bit, you still want to scare me into a god?What a joke!Doesn't this kind of idiot know that gods are extraordinarily powerful in mind?It's good that I didn't read his heart in reverse!

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard a noise nearby, and a young man's voice shouted aggressively:

"It's right here, look for it carefully, don't tell them to run away!"

I silently hid behind a colonnade, and saw a group of ghosts swarming into the ruins with knives they had picked up from nowhere, and a few people were dragged out from inside after a while.

To be precise, a few ghosts.But it looks like there is no difference from humans except for the short horns on the head and the strange hair color, because the ghosts are weak and can be ignored. One of them seems to be a girl, and she has already cried out of fright.

"What are you going to do? Everyone is a ghost, why bother killing them all?" Another boy who was dragged out by his arms yelled angrily, "You're already dead, and you still bully people like this, what's so great about you?"

The young man in the lead had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was carrying a Taidao, showing a vicious smile with his teeth bared.

"I'm not the same as you bastards, I'm the sixth of the strings. Useless things like yours are only worthy of food for others, haha!"

"Stop talking nonsense, there is no one like you in Shangxian!" Another person yelled, "Do you think we are fools, can't recognize Shangxian? You haven't been a ghost for long, have you? What are you bragging about?"

The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes seemed to have been exposed to some sore spot, and his face darkened instantly.

"I will let you know now, what is the strength of winding."

He quickly pulled out the knife, and slashed at the talking ghost's neck.

Zheng——

The sound of blades colliding reverberated in the air, and the field suddenly fell silent. The boy holding the knife looked at me blankly, as if he didn't expect to be stopped.

"He's right." I picked up his broken knife, "If I remember correctly, the sixth is the brother and sister of the prostitute Taro, kid, where did you come from? "

The boy's bushy eyebrows were twisted up, with an expression of gnashing his teeth.

"You... what are you? Are you worthy of talking about me?"

The ghost next to him said timidly, "Boss, this seems to be that..."

"Shut up! You bastards don't have the place to talk here!" The boy shouted violently, turned around and made a gesture to me, "I'll let you meddling woman die here today!"

Hey, what a little kid, with such a big breath!

But by the way, this style looks a bit familiar?

He swung his knife and rushed over.

After more than a dozen strokes, I finally knew where I was familiar.

"...The shape of the second, the soul of rice..."

"...The shape of four, Yuan Lei..."

"...Wu Zhixing, Hot World Thunder..."

The figure of the yellow-haired young man with pigtails in his memory overlapped with the angry young man in front of him for some reason.

I couldn't help showing a smile.

Soun, your sword skills have not been lost at all.

Although it seems... the descendant has become a ghost?

"Your attack speed is still too slow." I said while resisting, "The angle of swinging the knife is also a bit problematic, such as the second shape, I remember..."

"Shut up! What do you know!" His attacking speed is faster, and his sword skills are really good, very proficient, but he is too impetuous, so every move can't be implemented, and it is easy to suffer in actual combat .

"You're using Thunder Breath, right?" I smiled, "It's pretty good! The sword moves are very proficient, you should practice very hard, right? But your mind is too impetuous, every move has a slight deviation, The strength of swinging the knife is not enough. Children, keep working hard!"

After that, I flew the broken knife in his hand with one knife, and stabbed him in the neck with the next knife.

With his shocked expression on his face, I shook the green jade in my hand at him.

"Gouyu is an amulet to pray for the gods to bless you with peace. You wear it even when you go to hell. Was it given by your important person?"

The young man rushed towards me angrily, "Give it back to me!"

I slammed on his head with the scabbard, knocked him back and knelt down on the ground.

"The loser is not qualified to raise conditions. You first apologize to the person you bullied, and I will return this to you."

He gritted his teeth and covered his head, his eyes were red, "I won't apologize to the trash! Just wait! I'll kill you sooner or later!"

What kind of child is this... or Xiaomei is cuter.

"It's the most disgusting thing for a boy to bully the weak and bully girls in the street." I put away my smile, "I defeated you, and you are useless now, can I cut off all your limbs?"

He seemed to be a little scared at last, gritted his teeth and said, "It's up to you, I'm already dead anyway, my neck was chopped off by that kind of trash... I'd rather die clean."

"This is hell, kid. If you cut off your limbs, you will still be alive." I said coldly, "I can make you live for a long time with your limbs cut off, or even cut in half. Do you want to try?"

He finally fell silent.

"Forget it." I threw the piece of jade in front of him, "Apologizing or not is your own business, and has nothing to do with me."

"It's the same with you." I turned around and said loudly to the ghosts not far away, "You can continue to kill and devour each other like before, but this is hell, I must tell you, the resentment and anger you have generated from fighting each other , Fear... All these negative emotions are the food that this land loves most. I have seen countless souls being swallowed by hell because of being caught in a fight here, whether it is ghosts, gods or people, it is the same. There are no you here My Lord Wu Mi, there is no god to save you, and the upper strings will not care about your life, the only one who can save yourself is yourself. Everyone, please do it yourself."