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He just smiled like that, then looked at Bishamon and said, "Well—it's just called that because it can see things that humans can't see."

"Eh? What is something that humans can't see?"

"You really want to know?"

"Forehead……"

Bishamon hesitated.

Perhaps the fact that he himself is a human being put on the name of a god is enough to shock Bishamon, right?

Therefore, Yan Ye smiled when he saw this.

"Ah... that's right." Bishamon seemed to sense her gaffe too, and after making a laugh like that, he changed the subject directly: "Xiaofu said, you have something to ask me, do you have anything?"

Yan Ye smiled when he heard the words.

Then, when he was about to speak, he saw that Bishamon stretched out his hand and made a "wait a moment" gesture.

After pondering for a while, Bishamon showed an expression of sudden realization, and then looked at Yan Ye and said, "Wait... I really don't want to hear anything from the mouth of Death..."

1028 The Fallen T on Bishamon's Head

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Can I bake and eat this woman's artifact?

When Yan Ye heard what Bishamon said after he pondered, the corners of his mouth twitched as he thought.

After that, Yan Ye sighed as if giving up, then raised his head like that and looked at Bishamon who was eating biscuits in front of him——

Hawkeye.

Straight to the devil's eye.

After using two pairs of eyes to clearly see that Bishamon did not have any artifacts on his body, Yan Ye closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, he saw Bishamon staring at him.

I could clearly see that Bishamon's hand that was holding the biscuit was clenched tightly.

It is estimated that he noticed it, when he saw through it just now.

Although his eagle eyes and straight-to-death demon eyes cannot be felt by ordinary people, there are always exceptions, such as strong people who can perceive the line of sight.

Bishamon didn't know what Yan Ye was doing, she only knew that when Yan Ye looked at her just now, she instantly felt a feeling of being seen through her whole body.

That feeling-

It was as if she was not wearing clothes now and was directly exposed to Yan Ye's eyes.

Bishamon was on guard against Yanye. Although Yanye knew about it, he didn't care about it. Instead, he turned his head directly, looked at Xiaofu over there, and said, "Xiaofu."

"Yes~ I know~"

After Xiaofu replied with a smile, he saw her stand up like that, and then in Bishamon's suspicious eyes——

For this house, an enchantment was opened.

This time-

Bishamon was immediately stunned.

Seeing that she suddenly slapped the table, she stood up, looked at Xiaofu and said in astonishment, "Xiaofu?!"

Xiaofu just smiled and did not speak.

No wonder Bishamon is so surprised now.

Just because the barrier that Xiaofu unfolded was the barrier that completely isolated this house from the outside world.

To put it simply and easily, it is--

Now in this house, no matter what you do, the outside world will not notice.

And the bird that was there originally was thrown out of the window by Xiaofu with a smile.

This time, Bishamon, who did not carry any artifacts and left all artifacts outside the house to wait, was directly imprisoned.

Although using the word "imprisonment" is a bit excessive, that's what Bishamon thinks in his mind right now.

Call her over, let all the artifacts leave from her side, and isolate this room from the world again, and there is a god of death with a very bad reputation in the room.

Bishamon can't really think of any other words to describe it besides the word imprisoned.

Quilted.

Seeing Xiaofu's full smile, Bishamon gritted his teeth abruptly, then turned his head to look at Yan Ye, and said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

oops-

Without any combat power, and being able to maintain such calm while being imprisoned, should he be the strongest Martial God?

Yan Ye smiled like that when he heard the words, then tilted his head, looked at Bishamon and said with a smile, "Don't you know what I want to do?"

"What would I know—"

"I said it just now, I can see things that ordinary humans can't see, what do you think that is that makes me called the god of death?"

Yan Ye smiled, and when he turned his wrist like that, a huge scythe of the god of death instantly appeared in his hand, and then he waved it directly at Bishamon.