I, the lord of ghost stories

In the process of falling, the white paper inflated and expanded like a balloon.

Almost before landing at the driving place, she turned into a woman in a thin pink Tang suit with her hair in a bun, standing quietly in front of her, pulling the reins.

The horse in front of the carriage also walked out of the paper.

"Simulation and phantom... the law of yin and yang."

In Yan Moai's long years, he has also seen many exquisitely conceived yin and yang spells.

She could tell at a glance that this was a simple shikigami made by an onmyoji with paper-cutting, and the air blown out was a temporary spiritual power.

It doesn't really shape the soul, it's just an illusioned appearance, and then this spiritual power makes some actions.

Once the spiritual power is exhausted, or the material is too heavy, it will be scrapped.

It is the foundation of the foundation, and it exists like consumables.

Purely from the point of view of technique, it can only be regarded as exquisite, but the victory lies in its strong spiritual power.

Therefore, even the most basic shikigami has considerable strength.

"Then Kikyo, let's drive."

Yuu Sifengin opened the curtain, sat in, then called out the shikigami's name, and gave an order.

The quiet woman with her back to him nodded slightly.

The car ran forward in the air, quickly passed through the invisible door, and disappeared into the darkness behind the door.

Yes, just at the moment when the frame passed through, the light behind the door turned into darkness.

Yan Moai raised her cuffs to block her glare.

When I turned back, there was only an empty deck left.

"...Sifengyuan... You..."

A god who possesses the principles of ghost stories.

The girl in the black kimono deeply remembered this name.

A smile appeared on her pretty face inadvertently.

"Behind the door is the barren land of Netherland, and it's not so easy to go back."

"It's evened this time."

"Jiko chose to go back, it's okay, she shouldn't have come here."

Chonggong Jizi still has concerns in that world, so she can choose to go back, but she has... no worries.

Love looks a little lonely at the pouring sunshine.

When no one knew about it, the girl who fell into hell at first had already quietly mastered the principles of hell for a long time.

The light illuminating hell quickly disappeared, and the dark river returned to tranquility, leaving only the lonely figure of the girl.

As if she would not feel lonely, she rowed the boat alone, just like she did for hundreds of years.

Pass through the huge vermilion torii gate, along the river course illuminated by river lights, and row to the hell shrouded in mist in the distance.

Chapter 15 Hades

The door is just a symbol that the essence is the way out of hell.

After passing through, it was suddenly pitch black outside.

Only the faint white light inside the car became the only light source.

"It really is her."

Although he seemed to be ambushed for a while, Yuu Sifeng verified his guess with a faint smile on his lips.

Just as Yuu Sifeng had guessed.

As Yan Moai, who almost grew up with hell, there is a great possibility that she has already boarded or approached the "reason".

So her status will not be shaken.

Even if there are other hell girls in the future, they will never have such an opportunity again.

There is no owner in hell, whoever meets the opportunity, seizes the opportunity, and naturally flies up the branch to become a phoenix.

"Here, it should be somewhere in the Netherland."

The dark red moon, the hazy light came down from the sky, but the moon was too small, and it was almost dark all around.

Only the sky emits a chaotic blue light.

It is said to be blue light, but compared with the darkness on the ground, the color of the sky cannot be said to have light.

The air is damp.

His skin was cool, but his body was drenched with sweat.

The wind blowing in through the curtain was chilly.

But, nonetheless.Sweat was still coming out of my body.

Two diametrically opposed feelings tried to confuse Sifeng Yuanyu's judgment.

"interesting……"

The feeling of God can naturally be discerned clearly, but it is just a false influence.

It can only be recognized, but it has not been able to ignore the specialness here.

There was the sound of wheels rolling over gravel, which was transmitted into the body from the buttocks.

Lifting the curtain slightly, it was dark outside.

In the darkness, only this carriage was shrouded in white light.

In front is a woman wearing layered Tang clothes, named "Pianigen".

Taken from the name of bellflower flower.

In this silence and darkness, her figure seemed to be sprinkled with phosphorous powder, shining with light.

There was a gust of cold wind blowing in the distance.

Her figure seemed to be so light that she was almost blown away.

It's just that it's just an illusion after all.

As the dark wind blew past, white and bright flames like white jade suddenly appeared on the wheels on both sides of the carriage.

Wherever the flame passed, there was light, and the black land was illuminated.

Sifengyuan lifted up the curtain on one side and looked down from the small window.

At his will, the carriage was now running close to the ground

The radiance fell to the ground and turned into some scattered flowers and plants.

They germinated, grew, and bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and some of them even grew fruit.

In the darkness, there are blurry things coming out, scrambling for these things.

On the whole, it is a black environment, with almost no plants below, only black ash.

In the distance is a burning sky, with layers of cloudy clouds, and from time to time there are howling winds, sweeping everywhere.

The carriage was originally flying close to the ground, but now it landed on the black ground.

Immediately, under the wheel, wherever it passes, a layer of green land is formed, and it expands in all directions.

Originally, there seemed to be a shallow stream, which seemed to be a tributary of the Yin River.

At this time, it immediately became clear and clean, gurgling and flowing.

There are streamers dancing in the air, and there is the smell of fragrant grass, and the river surface is also surging with clean water.

There are some things around, but they are still formless.

They don't dare to get close, and wherever the purified green expands, they will retreat wherever they go.

"Poor, poor, really poor."

This is already a rather desolate place in Netherland.

Even the tributaries of the Yin River seem to have stopped flowing for a long time, and there is almost no water.

It is hard to imagine what kind of life the souls who fell here lived.

There are sporadic lights in the distance, and there are hilly terrain indistinctly.

The carriage continued to drive, there is no east, west, north, south, only according to the setting of Sifengyuan, to the present world.

Passing through this area, there is not even a moon around.

It was dark all around, there was no wind, no smell of the earth, nothing.

Lifting the curtain, the charming and graceful back of the woman driving in front is shining with beautiful phosphorescence.

"Kido, don't stop when you encounter anything, if you try to pester it, kill it."

The quiet woman nodded slightly, but there was no sound.

After all, she is not a living creature, but a phantom cut out, without real intelligence.

The so-called Onmyoji shikigami are actually mostly of this type.

Manipulating spiritual beings, such as monsters... has the possibility of rebelling against its master, so usually the power cannot be higher than that of the onmyoji itself.

It's just that people's pursuit of power is endless, and some people always try to take shortcuts.

A typical example is the Kanda family.

Trying to control the spirit far beyond oneself, with the power of mortals, to control the big monster...even if it is a man-made big monster, but power is power.

It can be said that even if there is no outsider interference, there is at least half the possibility of playing off.

Not long after he ordered, pale flames ignited "poof" in the darkness ahead.

The flames then grew larger, forming the appearance of a ghost.

This ghost is a woman with disheveled hair. She looks up into the void, her teeth chattering.

When she wanted to see more clearly, she suddenly turned into a green-scaled snake and disappeared leisurely into the darkness.

When I looked closely, there seemed to be countless things that were invisible to the naked eye in the darkness.

Suddenly, things that were invisible before became visible again.

A strange human head suddenly appeared, and there were strange things like hair.

Animal heads, bones, viscera, and other obscure items.

Desk-shaped things, lips, alien ghosts, eyeballs...

Among the weird-shaped things, the carriage was still moving towards a certain goal.

From the cracks in the lightly raised curtains, a sickly, nauseating breeze blew in your face.

This is a poisonous miasma.

This aura floats like smoke and has a strange blue-gray color.

When approaching the carriage, it was purified by white light and transformed into a breeze.

More and more ghosts appear along the way, many of which are monsters from Sakurajima mythology.

Most of them were weak and not vicious. When they saw the carriage shrouded in divine light, they just backed away.

Only a very few will be entangled, trying to attack recklessly.

At first, Kikyo was able to handle it.

Some sporadic and vicious ghosts couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out of the darkness.

It was almost too late to see their specific forms, and the white light suddenly brightened, turned into a flame, and quickly burned into ashes.

Later, there were more and more vicious ghosts.