Tomo-sama's Rescue Plan - Hell Chapter

This easily explains the stripes.I think.

For 1000 years, the gods have used curses to drive the Ubayashiki clan with the blood of the priests to carry out their will and lead humans to fight against the intrusion of ghosts. However, the power of ordinary humans is difficult to compete with ghosts, so in the Warring States Period, the gods chose again. The man named Ji Guoyuanyi was used as another pawn, so that he was born with a transparent vision and a talent for swordsmanship far beyond ordinary people. It is a kind of "god descending" method of Kagura dance, in order to guide the power of the gods into the human world. Then, the gods created a certain opportunity, prompting this man who is both a swordsman and a priest to join the ghost killing team. The "breath of the sun" is transformed into other breathing methods and brought to ordinary human beings.However, although Ji Guoyuan's physique seems to be able to withstand the power from the gods without burden, ordinary humans cannot do this.After the breathing method has been practiced to a certain level, the power of the gods will turn the strong among them into "carriers" like Ji Guoyuanyi, and these people will have "marks", that is, markings.People with stripes will greatly increase their strength, speed and awareness, as powerful as being possessed by a god. Thus, the strength reached its peak, but people with stripes died before the age of 25, which shows that the price of "God's Arrival" is exhaustion of the body.From the perspective of the gods, this can not only ensure that human beings have enough power to curb the expansion of ghosts, but also ensure that there will not be other strong people like Ji Guoyuanyi among human beings, which will affect the balance of cause and effect or cause other unnecessary troubles .

Breathing is not so much a practice of improving physical fitness, but rather a process of transforming the body into a qualified "carrier"; rather than saying that markings are a symbol of the power beyond ordinary people, it is better to say that it is an IOU issued by the gods. Everything that comes has to be repaid with life.However, these human beings, who have been dazzled by the blood feud of their families, are willing to do so.I believe that even if they know that they are just the weapons of the gods, they are still willing to sacrifice themselves one after another.

Tong Mo said that knowing that it is meaningless, but still going all the way to darkness, this is the most illusory and wonderful place in human beings.

The Ubayashiki Clan and the Demon Slayer Squad, who are played by the gods, are not such existences?Revenge, and then die, this is their fate, the fate of floating in the sea of ​​bitterness.It's just that I don't see any beauty in it.

I can understand their feelings. If someone hurts Tong Mo, nine times out of ten I will do terrible things, but I clearly know that this is a sad and helpless choice. Revenge not only comforts the avengers themselves, It doesn't make any sense. The so-called glory and justice are just gold painted on by human beings to whitewash hatred.

It just so happens that Master Wu Mi and the ghosts under his command are all weirdos who don't believe in gods. They don't understand the way of this at all, so they just lost like this.

But the web of karma is not without loopholes.As in the double-six game, if the person who rolls the dice can control the number of points on the dice, he can make things go in the direction he wants.

The ghost king was not confused. After hearing all this, he paced back and forth in the study for a few times, and finally asked:

"Miss Bai Ji, what are our chances of winning?"

As expected of a successful businessman, he is very good at weighing pros and cons.

"I don't know." I said honestly: "I don't want to deceive you, this is a gamble on how much risk our opponents will take to intervene in karma. If we have enough chips here, maybe we can use this Threatening the other party, but I can't see such a bargaining chip at the moment. But Mr. Wu Mi, we have no way out. The ghosts who have entered the endless hell are like beasts in a cage. They must repent and confess their sins, let go of their obsessions, and transform again To reincarnate the soul of a human being, otherwise you will only be imprisoned here until you lose yourself and become the food of this land. And you and your upper strings, especially you, as the ancestors of ghosts, no matter what angle you look at In other words, they are all objects that the gods want to completely obliterate."

Lord Wu Mi was silent for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "You step back first, let me think about it."

I bowed and left his vision.

Master Wu Mi must be afraid.He was born in the Heian Dynasty. People at that time believed in gods and Buddhas. Even if he didn't believe in them, he was already in hell. He couldn't help but continue to arrogantly ignore the invisible world that is above all living beings.

Poor Lord Wu Mi, I thought.In the past, he just wanted to live, but the gods arranged death and fate for human beings. Those who want to get rid of the shackles of death and break the established fate are all "heterogeneous" in the world and are destined to be punished by heaven.

I decided to go home, there is too much information to share with Tong Mo, so that we can discuss the next step.But before that, I still went to meet Master Hei Si Mou, and learned from him the last two sword shapes of Breath of the Moon: Fierce Change·Tianman Xianyue and Yuehong·Gu Liuyue.

Although I know that I can't use these two sword types at all, when he showed the grotesque alien blade, I knew that this is a unique sword type that belongs to him, and no one else in the world can learn it Now, just as there is only one sun in the sky that blesses all things, there is only one bright moon that can illuminate the darkness.

Unbeknownst to this man named Ji Guo Yan Sheng, he has reached the highest point that humans and ghosts can reach by virtue of his outstanding talent and amazing perseverance.

"Master Hei Si Mou, can you allow me to ask a presumptuous question?"

I knelt down in front of Ghost Swordsman and said respectfully.

"ask."

He probably also saw that I actually couldn't learn a few sword styles, but for some reason, this strict "teacher" didn't say anything harsh.

"Is it difficult for a swordsman who knows how to breathe, especially Zhu, to transform into a ghost?"

Breathing is a practice for the body to become the carrier of the power of the gods. A swordsman who knows how to breathe should have a very low chance of being transformed into a ghost. Forcibly injecting ghost blood into the carrier of the gods, I can't imagine what kind of inhuman torture it is.

"The stronger the swordsman is...the longer it takes to transform into a ghost...I used...a full three days."

Three days...?Master Hei Si Mou, you must have endured great pain.

"...It even needs to be given a lot of blood by that lord... personally."

"There are a very small number of people...unable to become a ghost until the end..."

Winding One said in a deep and slow voice, as if he was telling a distant past that belonged to others.

As I thought, as long as swordsmen who know how to breathe have undergone the transformation, they can improve faster than others, because their bodies are already prepared to carry stronger power.But some people's bodies and minds are destined to collapse during this extremely painful process.

"However…"

He paused, and finally said one more sentence:

"Even if I transform into a ghost, I still can't... see the world in his eyes."

Walked through the thorny and bloody road, but never saw the dawn.

I know who the "he" in Hei Si Mou's mouth refers to, but that man is hardly a human being in the strict sense.

A natural carrier of gods, a true son of gods.

But that is also the brother of his first-milk compatriot. I don't know anything about their relationship, and any judgments I blurt out at this time are impolite.

"I want to tell you a simple story, Master Hei Si Mou."

I considered my words and said.

"In the past, Izanagi ordered to bathe in the river of the Hyuga Kingdom after escaping from the underworld, and performed the method of exorcism. When he washed his left eye, Amaterasu Omikami was born in his eye, and when he washed his right eye, Tsukiyomito was born."

"You see, the sun and the moon were born of the same god, and their status is equally noble. The moon is not a subsidiary of the sun. The light of the bright moon is more important than sunlight to the beings born and walking in the dark night .”

"Each of us is born in this world, whether human or ghost, has our own meaning of existence, but this meaning is not given to us by others, but created by ourselves. I was born in Edo, and I have seen all kinds of ghosts. People, I have also seen how those so-called warriors degenerated into villains who oppressed civilians. Master Heishi Mou is the greatest warrior I have ever seen. Everything you have experienced and achieved in the past 400 years is something to be proud of. It is also the meaning itself."

"So," I bowed down deeply, "please listen to me, let go of your obsession, and move on."

Later, I kept thinking, should I tell him clearly that day that the younger brother he has been chasing all his life is not actually a human being, but just a tool of the gods.But that was too hurtful for me to say it.

When two people truly understand each other's essence and understand everything the other has experienced, they can face up to each other's existence.The relationship between Tong Mo and I followed this point, no matter how many layers of masks he wore, whether he was telling the truth or lies, I chose to face him with my truest self.And he also seems to realize that there is no need to pretend in front of me, and basically speaks straight.

In this extremely sinister prison escape game, we are friends, relatives, and even accomplices. Only by perfect cooperation and advancing and retreating together can there be a glimmer of hope.

His mind was full of Ji Guoyuanyi and the boy's gesture of wielding a knife, and he walked very close to home without knowing it.

Strange to say, I don't know when it started, I automatically regarded this dilapidated front room as "home".In fact, Tong Mo and I never lived in such a dilapidated house when we were alive. I grew up in a shrine, and he was served as a god by the believers, and ended up in hell. Even living in a dilapidated house is so relaxing and happy. .

Tsk, people really need to learn to be content.

Far away, I saw something glowing green jumping around inside and outside the courtyard wall.After a closer look, I was horrified to find that it was a monster parasitized by necromancers. It was impossible to tell whether it was a monster or a spirit body. The head, the position of the head is a big mouth with sharp teeth.

That thing is not small, and its whole body exudes a green light. I don’t know how many undead are gathered, but for some reason, it jumps over the wall to play. It looks very strange. I only feel horrible and disgusting. I hold the knife handle, restrained his breath, and quietly leaned over.

When I got closer, I saw clearly that there was a crystal clear small boy sitting on the wall of the courtyard. While swinging his two calves leisurely, he was holding a small fan made of ice and waving it back and forth. Damn, that monster made of dead spirits actually jumped around to the rhythm of its fan, and turned around from time to time, just like the monkeys playing on the streets of Edo in the past.

"Tong-mo-big-man!"

Before the words were finished, the little iceman disappeared with a "swoosh".The wall-jumping monster exploded into a field of green light and quickly sneaked into the ground.

At that moment, I seemed to be possessed by His Excellency Komaji, and I almost kicked the gate of the courtyard. In the end, my reason overcame my impulse. I thought about repairing it if I kicked it badly, so I could only hold back my anger and open the door.

Tong Mo stood on the porch, smiling and waving his fan at me: "Xiaoran is back~"

How disgusting, why does this person always smile with an innocent face, which can cool people's minds down in an instant?

"That!" I pointed at the courtyard wall, "What's going on with that?"

The ghost blinked: "Eh? I don't understand what Xiaoran is talking about~"

"Undead! Don't let your imperial son play with undead!" I almost cried out of anger, "It's very dangerous! Can't Master Tong Mo be a little more careful when I'm not at home?"

"It's because Xiaoran is not at home that people are bored~" Master Tong Mo folded his arms, with an unrepentant face, "I have read all the records you sent back, who told you to walk so slowly Well~”

This guy obviously has no emotional fluctuations, but he is better than anyone else at acting coquettishly and making excuses. He must have been spoiled since he was a child!

I, a god, can't argue with a brazen ghost!cannot!

"I've lost to you!" I said through gritted teeth, "The entire underground of the Necromancer Hell is full of that kind of thing, if you attract other things, you will get into big trouble! The Necromancer has no consciousness and only knows to attack when it is stimulated." , if they are mobilized in groups, even Amaterasu will be at a disadvantage. I know Master Tong Mo is very talented in blood ghost art, but you can't use everything to play..."

"Okay, okay, Xiaoran is so long-winded~" Oni lazily interrupted me, "Would you like to watch the record of Breath of the Sun together? This is quite precious information for Oni~"

I, a god, was babbled by a ghost!Where is the law? !

As we all know, I am a calm and uncontested god.So he shut his mouth and obediently walked into the room and sat down.Seeing that Tong Mo shook his fan and summoned a little iceman, the little iceman sat down on the spot imitatively, two lights shot out from his eyes, and hit the white paper door. Recording screen for Tong Mo!

"This... what kind of blood ghost technique is this?" I said dumbfounded.

"I learned it from a place called 'movie theater' by human beings. Hey, Xiaoran definitely doesn't know. He opened one in Asakusa. It's very famous~" Tong Mo covered his face with a fan and said, "Although they work I work hard, but I don’t miss out on interesting things~”

"This is too practical!" I exclaimed, "Does Master Wu Mi know that you still have this ability?"

"That adult is addicted to drugs, cells, and so on all day long, so he doesn't care about his blood ghost art." The ghost said in a slightly sad tone, "I have all the combat skills used by ghost hunters I met before. Look carefully at this, after all, information is money~”

I didn't bother to praise him, so I was attracted by this magical technology. It looks really fun!

"It's amazing... I really want to go and see it too... that place called electricity..."

The ghost laughed exaggeratedly: "Ahahaha, I know Xiaoran has never seen anything~ Don't worry, I will take you with me next time~"

Something throbbed in his chest, as if a light called "expectation" shone in.

It's strange that this guy can always knock a bright crack in my heart when he is clearly in the dark quagmire.It was like this when I was a child, but after becoming a ghost, I still have this ability.

Because of his inadvertent words, I will look forward to the imaginary "future".

I looked at him seriously, "Really?"

"Eh?" The ghost stared at me a little inexplicably, "Of course it's true, it's just watching a movie, it's not a difficult thing to do. Look at you, what kind of look is that, why does it look like you're about to cry? ?”

"The ghost is crying!" I quickly adjusted my mood, "Work comes first!"