Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 489 Monster Festival
ps: The main character in this chapter basically does not appear, and Lu Chuan is the main one.

Speaking of Fusang's mess, it was actually caused by Miro's help to Midorikawa earlier.

As Lvchuan, who has been bound to other people because of his blood since childhood, he has a delicate mind, attaches great importance to fate, and cares about the kindness of others.

Therefore, after knowing that Miro has given him a lot of help, the first time he returned to his hometown, he called the monsters in the account of his friends to tell them the end of the matter, and hoped to hold a small event for Miro. A small sacrifice, a little expression of heart.

Regarding Lu Chuan's idea, he naturally has no objection with his better monsters.

But some little monsters were worried that it would be bad for them to participate. Midorikawa recalled the process of getting along with Miro, and had an inexplicable feeling that Miro would not care about these things.He patted the little monster's head and said, "That is a very benevolent god, he should not care about these things. Moreover, there is a saying in Middle-earth, that is, those who don't know don't blame, and he won't blame everyone."

"Then shall we prepare something? All I have are some fruits and beautiful shells..."

The little monster with a furry fox tail was a little sad. He only had some beautiful little things he liked in his hands when he was young. He also knew that these things were worthless at all, otherwise they would have been given to Lu Chuan as gifts.

If it is not enough as a gift, how can it be used as a sacrifice?

"There is another saying in Zhongtu, which is called sincerity leads to spirit. You can choose a shell that you like the most, the most beautiful, and the cleanest as a sacrifice." When he said this, Lu Chuan's body appeared faint. wonderful breath.

The big monsters on the side looked at each other, and one of the young men who was carrying a big bamboo pole and was recording something with a writing brush couldn't help but look at Sanhuamao and said, "He has become a priest?"

"Not necessarily!" Sanhua Mao first raised his head and glanced at Lu Chuan, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"The personality of that great god is beyond what we can imagine. He is just an incarnation, which gives me the feeling that it is more vast than the shrine of the great god Amaterasu in the world. That guy Luchuan is very sensitive in itself, and he is contaminated His breath, some visions are also normal."

"Is there still such a great god?" The big monsters beside him were very curious and asked about the specific situation one after another.

Sanhuamao kept silent until he was drunk a lot, and under the agitation of everyone, he made some guesses: "When He hugged me, I felt it. It is the sky that carries everything, including the sun. what!"

After finishing speaking, Sanhuamao woke up suddenly, and began to fight with the big monsters beside him.

On the other hand, Lvchuan comforted many little monsters while taking out a pen and paper to describe the scene in front of him, causing another storm on the Internet.

In the next two days, all the monsters who had a good relationship with Luchuan came and went, and moved everything to a mountain forest near his home.

During the period, many little monsters also gathered at Luchuan's home, asking for opinions and showing off to each other around Luchuan.

The little fox demon who asked Luchuan earlier held a polished shell and said excitedly: "I searched for this shell in the water for three days and three nights, and I washed it in the water yesterday. God, I smoothed all the corners and uneven places, and asked Mr. Midorikawa for a little oil to make it more shiny. Look, it can even shine under the sun!"

The carefully polished small shell in the hands of the little fox demon is very beautiful in color, and after a whole day of careful polishing, it has reached the point of being thin and translucent. When placed under the sun, there is a faint color mist.

Seeing this, the little monsters at the side made exclamation sounds.

Similar to the little fox demon, there is also a naive bear-shaped monster. It took out a lotus leaf from the leaf pocket around its waist, and said: "I ran three mountains yesterday, saw many, many leaves, and finally found out I chose the most beautiful one, look, isn’t it very beautiful!”

While speaking, the bear-shaped monster opened the lotus leaf, inside was a smaller lotus leaf, opened it again, and found a smaller big leaf. After repeating this seven or eight times, he finally took out the gift he had prepared.

This thing is very strange, when it was just taken out, it was just a fluffy bud, showing a little bit of tender green, but when the bear lifted it up, the curled young leaves emerged from the bud. It's just two bright yellow opposite leaflets, growing up slowly, with thin buds emerging in the middle, which looks full of vitality.

"Oh oh oh oh! It's the bud of new life. It's hard to find it in this season! It's hard to do anything!"

The little fox demon was also amazed, and the little monsters beside him also cheered, and then someone took out the wine he brewed last year, found carefully polished pebbles from the stream, even some ordinary people threw them away, and were thrown away by the little monsters. Pick up the cleaned and processed small toys.

Every item is not precious, but there is a touch of spirituality condensed on each item, and as the monsters cheer and play, the spirituality in them is slowly flowing towards the items at an almost nonexistent speed, Then it slowly flows back into your body, forming a virtuous circle.

Just when everyone was cheering, a monster came to Lvchuan.

"Lord Luchuan! Your friends are looking for you outside."

Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment, and when he walked to the door, he saw a handsome young man in kimono and a handsome young man in fashionable clothes standing at the door of his house.

The temperament and appearance of the two are far above the average line of ordinary people, but the expression and breath at this moment are full of fatigue and helplessness.

Among them, the fashionable young man looked at Luchuan and said, "Luchuan, I heard that you plan to hold a sacrifice? Why didn't you think of asking us?"

"I just plan to hold it with the monsters, I don't want to find the living people."

Just after Lu Chuan finished speaking, the young man in kimono interrupted: "It's better not to exchange pleasantries. Now that time is running out, I'll just say it straight. Lu Chuan, give up this sacrifice!"

"why?"

Lu Chuan froze in place for a while, not knowing why the other party said such words.

Seeing this, the fashionable young man couldn't help sighing.

Green River has never had an accurate understanding of his own status. He has a great reputation in the Fuso practice circle, on the one hand because of the power passed down from generation to generation by his family, and on the other hand because of his relationship with many monsters.

The two are placed in today's Fusang, and they are forces that cannot be easily ignored by any force.

Under such circumstances, Luchuan wanted to enshrine a middle-earth god and hold sacrifices for him, which would naturally stimulate some Fusang people.

In particular, this sacrifice was not held privately by him alone, but with the help of monsters from all over the place, plus many big monsters from all over the place, and even some demon gods with godheads.

You must know that according to the calculations of the various forces in Fusang, Lvchuan, who has become associated with many monsters, already possesses the personality of a certain lord of ghosts and monsters. Even without the establishment of a shrine, the worship of many monsters will guide the power of that god and take root in this land.

This is something that the Fuso Shinto Hall will never allow to happen.

After all, Fusang is so big, but there are more than 8 registered shrines, and there are a large number of gods enshrined. The beliefs of the people are not divided enough by themselves, so how can they allow outsiders to share the benefits.

The Shinto Hall, as Fusang’s organization in charge of many Shinto affairs, already has the responsibility to supervise Shinto rituals, especially after being infiltrated by the Fusang court and many large shrines, it is almost blatantly suppressing the new domestic beliefs and foreign beliefs.

To sum up, if Luchuan insists on holding sacrifices, it is likely to cause suppression from the Shinto Hall and many gods in Fusang.

And this kind of suppression is likely to cause a chain reaction.

"Lu Chuan, the account of friends in your hand has been peeped by many people. It is only to restrain each other, and some people are willing to help you because of your family's affection in the past, so that the current balance can be maintained. If you If you insist on going your own way, those consortiums that have always wanted to intervene in the supernatural field will not miss this opportunity."

After the young man in kimono finished speaking, he bowed and left.

Seeing this, the fashionable young man wanted to persuade him, but in the end he didn't speak. He just stood there, waiting for Luchuan's decision.

And the change of Luchuan's mood was also noticed by some big monsters, and they gathered beside Luchuan to ask the specific reason.

Lu Chuan glanced at the excited little monsters behind him, and his joyful spirituality was constantly rising and changing with the excitement and excitement.

He clearly felt that this ceremony could no longer be stopped if he wanted to.

He looked at the fashionable young man and asked, "If I can't lead them to sacrifice, then they can sacrifice themselves, is that okay?"

"This?" The fashionable young man was stunned for a moment, and replied, "I can only ask for you."

"That's troublesome." Lu Chuan bowed to express his gratitude, and then sent the young man away.

When Lvchuan received the news in the early morning of the second day and saw a possible reply, the haze in his eyes gradually dissipated, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and together with the excited little monsters, he prepared the materials needed for the festival.

(End of this chapter)