The Sealer of the Sword

First of all, when the man didn't know how to get the fish monster out of the lake, the system kindly marked the head of the fish monster with a [Demon, you can control it with your face, you can give a name to surrender, It can be braised or steamed, add some seasonings and it is easy to eat].

Then, when the man drew something on the paper with a large hand and a brush, and began to chant a spell, the system again kindly marked the [Function One: Give a name to surrender, and did not choose to braise it. Or steamed, it's a pity] label.

Hmm... System, you are actually a foodie, right?

Although he has been eating since just now, but——

What made him act was when the middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk began to sing a mantra that sounded tall, and a bullet box suddenly popped up in front of him.

Ding.

["Name" skill and add it to your skill column, please pay attention to check]

[Giving Names: Give the undead "pseudo names" that exist between this shore and the other shore, and let them survive as "artifacts"]

【Countdown: 00:00:09】

When the new skill is added to the skill bar, the system has already started the countdown without any prompt.

And not even 10 seconds.

If it were someone else, he would definitely yell "What the hell!", and start to rush to find out why the system is counting down.

But now it is Yan Ye who is here.

Yan Ye, who was already familiar with the system's pitiful nature, sighed slightly, dropped the hot stick in his hand, stood up and tapped his toes, and appeared directly behind the middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk. , just spread out his hands with a smile, and said, "Ah, sorry, I don't know if you can give me that one?"

If it were someone else, he would definitely be puzzled by his sudden action, right?

But Yan Ye himself is clear and understandable.

Although the system is a pit, it will not pit him for no reason. It is like making trouble without reason. Everything the system does has its own reasons and reasons for what it wants to do.

Therefore, Yan Ye will be here.

He raised his eyes and looked at the man who was shocked when he heard the words, and then gave up on continuing to sing the incantation, and chose to turn his head to look at him suddenly, with a wary expression on his face.

Then, when the middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk saw that the one standing there was just a young man who looked like he had just grown up, the expression on his face was once again filled with surprise and precaution.

It's very simple.

Demon kind of thing-

Not everyone can see it.

Although ordinary humans can also see it, when ordinary humans see it, it means that their death is coming.

This is obviously not the case now, so the middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk instantly concluded that Yan Ye, who was standing there, was not an ordinary person.

At least not with the word common.

Then since he is not an ordinary person, it means that Yan Ye also has the ability to see those things, so he will be combined again in this era - Onmyoji.

The middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk came to this conclusion, but Yan Ye's appearance really looked too small, at least compared to him.

and so--

Yan Ye is either a genius onmyoji or reincarnated.

When the middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk came up with such an answer in his heart, he sank his eyes, looked at Yan Ye like that, and first asked tentatively, "I don't know what you... Your Excellency, what are you doing here? The reason, if it is to surrender the demon, you don't need to bother your Excellency to take action—"

…………For flowers…………

"Um... no."

Although Yan Ye didn't know what the middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk was thinking, when he heard the words, he tilted his head like that.

Looking at the middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk, he directly denied his words, and when he interrupted his words again, Yan Ye said like that: "I am the god of death."

At that moment, the middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk stepped back directly.

Seeing this, Yan Ye hurriedly stretched out his hand and shouted, "Wait!"

But the middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk didn't seem to listen to him at all. Yan Ye clearly told him to wait, but he wanted to step back and jump back again.

Then--

puff.

The middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk fell into the river.

Yan Ye:"……"

I already told you that if I want you to wait, you stand by the river and jump back, do you have a headache?

Yan Ye sighed helplessly, then stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead. When he took a breath, he tapped his toes and appeared directly on the river bank.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw that the middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk suddenly came out of the river, his whole body was soaked, and he just stood in the river and looked at him.

"Want to help?" Yan Ye said.

The middle-aged man dressed as a wandering monk did not speak.

Seeing this, Yan Ye shook his head indifferently, and raised his head to look at the huge fish monster that was isolated by the three barriers—

Raise your hand and wave it gently.

Crack - boom! ! !