People in hell, boss four seasons

Perhaps in the eyes of other Yan Mo and Shinigami, Siji Yingji is the most severe Yan Mo. As one of the earliest pioneers of the new hell, she has a meaning for today's hell that surpasses ordinary Yan Mo and ghosts and gods. After a long time, Wen Yao realized...behind the mask of harshness, indifference, and even inhumanity, there is an equally lonely heart hidden.

The two just remained silent, enjoying this rare tranquility tacitly.

"It turned out to be you, I didn't expect to see you here."

What a shameful guy, lying on the ground honestly at a time like this is what a qualified background board should do.

Gilgamesh's expression was a little complicated, mixed with one part joy, two parts fear, three parts anxiety, and four parts doubt.

"Although this body has not had direct contact with you, this does not prevent this king from knowing your face. However, since we meet at the other side of the past, let me introduce myself again. I am Uruk king, Gilgamesh!"

Under any circumstances, Gilgamesh will never give up maintaining his arrogance, even if he was beaten by the four seasons before, and he has no power to fight back, which involves the dignity of the king.

"It seems that a wise king is indeed much restrained than a wayward tyrant, so let me introduce me and my partner..."

As before, Four Seasons has no intention of stopping or clarifying.

"Wen Yao, just an ordinary human..."

"The presiding judge of hell here, Siji Yingji."

Siji pushed away the palms that were playing tricks on his face, and gave Wen Yao a reproachful look.

"Heh, it's still the same rhetoric..."

Gilgamesh didn't believe a word of what the man in front of him said. God knows that he was played around by this man who called himself "ordinary" in Fuyuki City. This is a strange existence that even the omniscient and omnipotent star couldn't spy the slightest bit.

The scene unexpectedly fell into a cold spot.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you now?"

The river of Santuchuan flows peacefully. It is a story of human beings and gods, which begins with the king's eloquence.

Chapter 18 Rong Yinghua's Blessing

"Well, Master Siji is sometimes as willful as a child."

Sitting on Komachi's boat, Wen Yao sighed as above.

"Miss Komachi, you say yes."

"whispering sound!"

Komachi turned his head and ignored the guy.

Because there were not enough raw materials for shrimp frying, Four Seasons let Komachi take over Wen Yao's job temporarily.

This made Komachi very upset, because Wen Yao's replacement would squeeze out her vacation, and she might have gone to Gensokyo for vacation at this time.

But it’s okay to be unhappy, the work that should be done still has to be done, and since his absenteeism was caught by Master Siji at the proprietress’ barbecue shop, his management of Komachi has become more and more strict.

"The god of death cannot disturb the living world frequently. This is not a good thing for hell and the living world."

These are the original words of Master Siji when he talked about Komachi with Wen Yao. In short, after that, Siji supervised and inspected Komachi's working hours.

"Brother Wen, remember to bring me a copy of the proprietress's hagfish. I know that Brother Wen will definitely not disappoint Miss Komachi, right?"

Komachi patted Wen Yao's shoulder trustingly.

"Hey, but it's a pity that I can't visit the proprietress in person..."

Bang!

Ship docked.

The stone piles built by the spirit of Shuizi earlier were hit again and scattered all over the place. Looking around, this vast and desolate river beach was full of large and small stone piles.

"Hey, what are you looking at, I'm talking about you guys!"

The villain under the eyelids has brown hair and red eyes, wearing a white floral dress with lace ribbons scattered around the skirt, making Wen Yao somewhat uncomfortable.

Not far away, you can still see many such young water spirits.

"This is the dedicated venue for our Leishi Competition, your boat has crossed the line!"

The little girl is called Rong Yinghua, the leader of Saizhihe Yuanshuizi, with her hands on her hips, she looks displeased at Wen Yao and Komachi who disturbed the stone pagoda.

It is common for the God of Death to accidentally collide with the stone towers on the river bank when docking the boat. Normally, as long as the children didn't break in during the Leishi competition, they would not hold the God of Death accountable.

For Shuizi, who is bound here, the Leishi competition initiated by Rong Yinghua is one of the few activities that can bring happiness from it. Unfortunately, Wen Yao and Komachi did not notice this before they landed.

"So what do you want us to do?"

Pretending to be distressed, Wen Yao squatted down and looked at the little girl's eye level, and couldn't help but began to tidy up the little girl's messy ribbon with both hands.

"Ehhhh!"

A pink blush appeared on the little girl's fair face. This was the first time someone tidied her clothes.

"Forget it, forget it, I won't embarrass you this time, pay attention next time!"

Rong Yinghua waved her hand generously.

"It's okay, I'll help you restore it... Miss Komachi, please move the boat away first."

Wen Yao stroked the little girl's furry head.

The collapsed stone tower is located under the hull, and the stones are difficult to get out without moving the ship.

The stone pagoda is the only consolation for the spirit of Shuizi living here, and it is not difficult for Wen Yao to restore the pushed stone pagoda.

"Actually, the stone pagoda being toppled down is not a serious matter, but these children living here can get long-lost happiness from it, so I want to come here to remind you."

Rong Yinghua watched the boat drift gradually, drifting into the Santu River, and then picked up a small boat with no obstacles to dock in the shoal.

For Rong Yinghua, who has lived here for a long time, it is no surprise that the god of death knocked down these stone pagodas when traveling to and from the river, but Wen Yao was the first to restore them to them.

"Hey, that should be the case."

Looking at the little girl's red smiling face, Wen Yao finally stood up, and clapped his hands bluntly. After being polished and baptized by Santuchuan, the sand here is full of dead air. Although Wen Yao is not afraid, but the It is not good to bring this kind of breath to the living world.

"Hey! Well, are you leaving?"

Seeing Wen Yao getting up and about to leave, Rong Yinghua followed immediately.

"Huh? Is there anything else?"

Wen Yao looked at the reluctant little girl with some surprise.

"The restoration of the stone tower... Thank you, um... Also, please tell me your name!"

Although it is a trivial matter, it can completely see the sincerity and sincerity of the other party.

"I am Wen Yao, a subordinate of Lord Siji."

"It turned out to be Master Siji's..."

The little girl seemed to be muttering about something.

"My name is Rong Yinghua. Although I am still a very weak God of Fortune, I still have some effect. Then I wish Wen Yao... a smooth relationship and a smooth life!"

After the little girl finished speaking, she ran away in a hurry, leaving only Wen Yao standing there with a grin.

"I didn't expect that the gossip between me and Master Siji has already spread here... But, that child is still quite cute."

"Hey, little brother Wen's heart is moving, aren't you afraid that Master Siji will be jealous?"

Komachi stopped the boat and walked over. He also heard clearly the exchange between Wen Yao and Rong Yinghua.

"She's only a child, Master Siji won't be jealous with her child."

Wen Yao cast a sideways glance at Komachi.

"Don't expect to rely on this to coerce me, Komachi-san."

Wen Yaoyu patted the shoulder of the big-breasted God of Death earnestly.

"You can try to see if Master Siji believes in me or in you..."

"Hey... how come?"

Komachi took two steps back in embarrassment after being told, and the original idea of ​​asking Wen Yao to bring more barbecues was thrown out of the sky.

"How could your Miss Komachi be such a person?"

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Walking on the road of Gensokyo that Four Seasons took with him before, Wen Yao thought about the troubles brought by Gilgamesh.

In the story he narrated, that world has reached a precarious state. As long as those special worlds that deviate from the normal time axis, that is, singular points, are captured by monsters, the entire human history will suffer a devastating blow.

Although it sounds a little unbelievable, after all, Wen Yao has no intuitive feeling for the so-called singularity, let alone the four seasons of staying in hell.

"However, just the destruction of a quasi-parallel space due to the alienation of the time axis is enough to affect the entire history of mankind. This is a bit too exaggerated."

This is the question raised by Wen Yao in the process of trying to understand the "singularity" mentioned by Gilgamesh, and the so-called withdrawal of the Holy Grail can end the "singularity", restore the foundation of human reason, and completely erase the damage caused by the "singularity".

In short, it seems to be full of incomprehensible weirdness. Even Gilgamesh himself is vague in some places, not deliberately concealing it. Wen Yao can also feel the incomprehension of the other party himself. It seems that before coming to this world, he has never had such a problem in his thinking, which obviously does not conform to normal cognition and understanding.

Going to Gilgamesh's original world is not an easy task. Even if Wen Yao has this ability, he still needs to make preparations first.

With the acquiescence of the four seasons, Wen Yao gave up his room to the proud king, and he smoothly moved to the room of the four seasons. From this aspect, Gilgamesh has done something that a human being does.

When walking through the Enchanted Forest, I noticed that there was an additional label of "Margot Royd's Mansion" on the label of the forked road, which was also the direction of the Enchanted Forest.

"It seems that Gensokyo has a new guest during this time."

Chapter 19 The Doll of the Forest of Magic

There are no roads in the world, and when there are many people walking, it becomes a road.

This sentence is an old saying in Wen Yao's hometown.

This sentence is also rare and appropriate in the forest of magic.

Although there is a road sign indicating the magic forest at the fork with the foggy lake, the originally clear road is covered by wild weeds and mushrooms after entering the magic forest.

Few ordinary people come and go in the magical forest, and those monsters and extraordinary people do not need the concept of "road" to enter and exit the magical forest, as long as they go through the forest in the roughly correct direction.

"If I remember correctly, Renli should be heading in this direction."

Wen Yao murmured in a low voice, but no useful information recalled in his mind.

The last time I walked through this forest with Master Siji was a little hasty, Wen Yao didn't remember the exact location, and there are big trees covering the sky everywhere in the magic forest, which also makes Wen Yao very embarrassed now into a very embarrassing predicament.

he's lost.

"If Lord Siji knows that I'm lost here and doesn't know how he will laugh at me."

Unknowingly, Wen Yao quickened his pace, and went deeper in the predetermined direction, until a small Western-style mansion came into view.

This should be the depths of the forest of magic. Wen Yao already knew that he was going in the wrong direction.

However, this didn't stop Wen Yao from looking at the house in front of him.

The mansion is built in a clearing in the forest, in a typical Western style, with blue tiles and white walls, and a two-story pointed tower connected to the side of the main body of the house, which is a very simple residential design.

This should be the Margot Lloyd mansion that the street sign said.

The sun shines on this empty woodland through the huge gap on the top, and the whole hut is bathed in bright sunlight, as if covered with a layer of golden light. I don’t know whether this sunny scene is natural or man-made.

The swing at the door is still swaying weakly. It should be used by the owner of the house just now. Looking carefully, the door is slightly closed and not closed carefully. Probably the owner of the house would not have thought that there would be lost people passing by here. .

The soles of the shoes rubbed against the grass, making a "rustling" sound, which was very clear in this quiet woodland.

The grinding sound finally died down in front of the hut.

dong dong!

Wen Yao tentatively knocked on the door.

The door was slightly shifted inward, and then closed again.

……

There was no response from the door.

It doesn't look like the owner of the house is in the room.

dong dong!

The knock on the door sounded again.