I, the lord of ghost stories

The number of receiving and guiding in the eternal life is naturally not unlimited.

Rejected three times, as far as an ordinary soul is concerned, there will be no next chance.

"I still didn't understand at that time... I regretted it a bit."

The girl was sitting on the diving platform, her white and tender calves were subconsciously moving back and forth.

"At this time, I don't understand at all. I have completely missed the precious opportunity to receive."

"Regret later, there is no chance."

"Actually, there is still a way. Maybe you can find another way to go to the eternal life you should go to... Although the road is very tortuous, there is a high probability that you will get lost."

As a god, Sifeng Yuanyu knows well the twists and turns on the road from this world to the ordinary world.

It is not at all that the soul of a mere mortal can cross alone.

"Eternal World is located in the underworld. It is a land opened up by the gods, and it is also a rare livable zone in the underworld."

"The underworld is vast, unbelievably vast, and the distribution of the eternal world is not simply a distance."

"Going to the underworld, if you just walk, you will almost never reach your destination, so...there is such a thing as a guide."

"Guiding is your due benefit, and one time is enough for a normal soul... You can have it three times, which shows that you still have merit."

Asaka Naoko looked up at the sky in her memory.

Light and shadow change, night falls, and a full moon hangs high in the night sky.

The cool night wind blows slowly across the campus, and the chirping of cicadas is accompanied by the orderly croaking of frogs in the distant farmland.

"Goodness?"

She repeated the word inexplicably, with a somewhat ethereal tone.

"If you have contributed to a certain god or god system, if it is recorded in the book, it is a merit... It means that a certain god has remembered your contribution."

"Did you dedicate to the gods and Buddhas? Or participated in the construction of temples and so on."

"Ah, speaking of which, a new Moshe has been newly established near my house, and it enshrines gods that I have never heard of before."

"My family participated in the preparation, my family was the initiator, and my family's name was engraved on the monument next to the society."

She thought about it seriously, and added:

"After that, every morning and evening, I remembered to visit the shrine on time."

Chapter 250 Seven Death

While speaking, the fog of memory slowly dissipated.

By the swimming pool under the moonlight, a lonely girl sat on the edge of the bench with her knees hugged, looking up at the sky, her eyes shrouded in shadows, and her whole body exuded a sense of powerlessness and loneliness.

"What a pain in the ass. Why don't you leave this world?"

A mature woman wearing a black hood and a bell tied to her wrist came at a leisurely pace by the moonlight.

There seemed to be a layer of moonlight on the edge of her coat and hat.

The crisp ringing of the bell, along with the sound of her wide-soled shoes stepping on the stone road, spread far away.

"Miss, please confirm, are you called Asaka Naoko?"

Her timbre has the elegance of a mature woman, mixed with a bit of husky, magnetic and charming.

The lonely Asaka Naoko raised her head with a transparent soul.

The moonlight passed through the dark clouds and shone inside the net of the swimming pool. Through her transparent and illusory spirit, the wooden benches with peeling paint could already be seen.

"It's me, who are you?"

It is subtler, weaker, and ethereal than the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the treetops.

When the voice came out, Asaka Naoko already felt dizzy.

"...Hmm, are you so weak already?"

This woman with strange charm, the profile under the hood, against the moonlight, looks extremely delicate.

"Let me ask, what is your nostalgia for this world? Why are you so reluctant to leave?"

"You probably don't know that the boundary between life and death is very clear, and it is futile to stay forcibly."

"I have no idea……"

The weak young girl's soul is pale and transparent, and the edges of her body are somewhat blurred and unreal.

It seems that the next second will quietly disappear like water vapor.

"Your friends have dedicated themselves to me, I hope you can rest in peace." "If you continue like this, your spiritual quality will be extinguished and completely disappeared."

"Follow this wish and let me go through the adversity, where you can still have decades of peaceful years."

"I didn't steal...I don't want to go."

"It's really nerve-wracking. Although I am the god of death responsible for cleaning up, I can't force a child like you."

"grim Reaper?"

"The so-called god of death is not what you and most people know."

"Then tell me, what kind of existence do they have?"

"The person who carries the soul, that is, the extraditor of the soul, is just that, there is no higher power than this.

In other words, the god of death will not forcibly take away the soul with a sickle. "

"The person who transports the soul?"

"Just moving the soul is enough to make us exhausted."

"Because there are always dead people like you who linger with resentment or obsession."

"Running around and sending ghosts to the underworld is a very hard job!"

"Miss Chaoxiang, can you be a little more considerate? Your friend has prayed to me well, so I came here specially."

"...It is indeed different from the legendary God of Death."

Please, it's probably Lian... she's the only one who can do this.

Thinking of Ren running around for herself, Asaka Naoko showed a charming smile like a water lotus.

"I have made a lot of promises with her, but I haven't reached any of them for her yet! So... I don't want to leave this world right now."

Naoko Asaka hesitated for a while, but still shook her head slowly, and once again rejected the proposal to go to the afterlife.

"Oh, what a stubborn little girl, but you can't achieve your goal like this."

There was no emotion in the flat tone of the woman who claimed to be the god of death.

"Please leave me alone, I won't leave like this anyway."

"Why? There must be a reason?"

"..."

"Probably because I'm still nostalgic for this world?"

After a few seconds of silence, she said so.

"So please, don't take me away."

"It seems that you have forgotten what I just said."

"Didn't I say that there is no Death Scythe? It's just a carrier, and has no control over all of this."

"Whether you are willing to leave or not is actually indifferent to me."

"Just don't regret it yourself."

Hugging her knees and curling up on the bench, Naoko Asaka directly expressed her attitude.

"It's really unpleasant. He obviously has a cute appearance, but he has such a stubborn personality. I have never liked such a well-behaved child."

The woman who claimed to be the god of death, with her slender wrist poking out from under the wide sleeve, looked at the next pocket watch as if she was shining in the moonlight.

There was a strange halo around the edge of the pocket watch, and under the faint fluorescent light, there were only a few hands that could not move.

"This trip can stay for 72 hours, and I have to go to 17 places... It's really a heavy task."

After complaining, the Grim Reaper woman seemed to be in a bad mood, and her attitude became cold.

"Listen, I'm short on time and since you won't come with me, you'll have to read it next."

The golden pocket watch in her hand, bathed in the moonlight, gradually brightened and scattered some light dust.

The light dust was sent by the wind into Asaka Naoko's translucent body, which had an immediate effect.

The girl who was originally ethereal like a phantom has become fuller and fuller, and has almost returned to the point where she is not much different from ordinary people.

"Listen carefully to me. To prolong your stay in this world, you must rely on the thoughts and emotions of people in this world!"

"Every day, even every hour you stay in this world, you are gradually dying... like a gust of wind, a gust of water mist."

"For this point, I suggest you follow the example of monsters... If you can make some movement and make more people aware of your existence, you can use the power of thoughts to prolong it as much as possible."

After leaving such words, the ringtone gradually faded away, and the unknown god of death rushed to the next mission location.

Yuu Sifeng was noncommittal about Naoko Asaka's choice.

As for the self-proclaimed God of Death in the memory screen... He could tell at a glance that it was just the lowest level of priesthood.

It is roughly similar to the impermanence, the bull's head and the horse's face, or the yin and the like in the mythology of other places.

It is far from being a god, but it is actually a slightly stronger spirit or even a human being.

There is no separate shrine, and almost no beliefs. The duty is to travel back and forth between the world and the underworld, and maintain the balance between Yin and Yang.

The number is not many, but it is not very small. Many times they take on several roles, and their sources are complicated. "Is this how you got on this road?"

"Yes."

"Can you tell me why? Is it for revenge?"

In front of my eyes, I have returned to the dusty utility room.

Looking at the light entering the room from the window, she shook her head.

Chapter 250 Eight Expanded Authority

"It's important, but it's not the most important thing."

"Then do you want to take revenge yourself?"

"Is that possible?"

"Of course, this is a very reasonable thing. Even other gods would not refute such a legitimate reason."

"Here, I have an opportunity... Are you willing to become the seven wonders of Qingcheng High School?"

Sifengyuan Yu stretched out his hand, and white air surged in the air, converging into a student card with a blue ribbon.

After that, a white mobile phone appeared in his palm.

The screen was empty, except for the "Seven Unbelievable Campus" directory.

Open the directory one by one, Chiba, the county, Qingcheng High School seven incredible, Naoko Asaka.

The crisp sound of taking pictures sounded, and Yuu Sifeng raised his mobile phone and took a photo of her.

At the same time, on the blank student ID card, Naoko Asaka's photo and name information slowly emerged.

"Hold it, now you have been registered by me as one of the seven wonders of Qingcheng High School... Zhao Xiang."

"Congratulations, you have been selected as one of the seven strange stories."

Yuu Sifengyuan quickly finished a series of words, congratulations!After that, they clapped their hands lightly on one side.

"Well, I don't quite understand what you mean... It seems that nothing has changed at all."