I, the lord of ghost stories

The application form for joining the ministry is not too long, it is nothing more than personal information and reasons for joining the ministry.

Yuu Sifengin spread it out and read it in a minute.

"The reason for joining the club is to find friends in club activities?"

Found a friend?

What a simple wish.

After Sifengyuan finished reading, he only felt sad.

"Her luck is very bad, no one wants to get too close to her."

Uesugi Ryo pushed the glasses on his face and stated what he had heard.

"There are rumors that she is the incarnation of the god of disaster."

The God of Misfortune is the god of disasters.

In the first volume of "Kojiki", Izanagi, who had fled from Huangquan Kingdom, ordered to carry out exfoliation to remove pollution and purify it.

From the clothes he took off, 12 gods were born, including Okirachi Funato God and Hetsu Kobai Benra God.

Then cleanse the body in the middle stream, and produce two gods, such as Yasomagatsuhinokami and Ofutsunikami, which are made of the filth of the dead. of the gods.

In order to eliminate the misfortune of the first two gods, three gods were born, namely Zhibi God, Da Zhibi God, and Izu Nobu God, so as to turn the evil "misfortune ((Japanese) マガ)" into "straight" into goodness, and Izu Being able to sell gods has the power to purify filth.

The record in the first volume of "Nihon Shoki" is similar to the mythical story in "Kojiki". When Izanagi was cleaning his body in the middle reaches, he gave birth to the eighty-year-old god ((Japanese) やそまがつひのかみ); the tenth statement in the same paragraph describes the birth of the Dalingjin Sun God. "Da Ling" is synonymous with "big calamity", so it also refers to the Misfortune Sun God.

In addition, the gods of rectification and misfortune were born, namely Shenzhiri God and Da Zhiri God.

In addition, gods who fulfill the desires of others to kill people and revenge, as well as a kind of evil gods enshrined for causing trouble and bringing disasters, are also called Fujin gods.

The God of Misfortune is the existence of disaster, filth, and unknown, which is awesome but not reverent.

"Is that so..."

Yuu Sifengin showed a cautious expression.

That was a look Uesugi Ryo had never seen before.

In my impression, no matter what happened, the director of Sifengyuan, who always showed a calm advance and retreat, showed such a dignified expression for the first time.

The head of Sifengyuan is a strange person.

All the students who met him said so.

When I was in the ministry, I spent a lot of time reading.

No matter who it is, they can give appropriate and appropriate advice when encountering any difficulties, so they are very respected.

As if playing a house game, he ignored the difficulties in front of him as nothing.

He has a magnanimity and calmness that does not belong to this age.

Full of atmosphere and peace.

As long as you get along with him for a period of time, you will notice this - he is almost as elegant and magnanimous as the infinitely beautified noble son of the Heian era in the Taiga drama.

There are even rumors in private that the ancestors of the director of Sifengyuan were from a famous family in the Heian Dynasty.

However, when someone asked about it, the minister dismissed such remarks lightly:

"Sifengyuan's family was just a remote branch of the fallen princes in the Heian period. The earliest one traced back was called Kuihime, and it was a branch of the Fujiwara family's branch."

"It is said that because of the fire in Heianjing, this branch moved away and moved to the countryside. This is our family."

"This is just a way of saying to the outside world. In fact, our family has no prominent ancestors at all. It is only because of the official shogunate that the territory was acquired, and the total history does not exceed 200 years."

Despite what he said, no one believed it.

On the contrary, the name of "Fujiwara Family Distant Branch" spread like wildfire.

Because the minister really has the temperament of a public servant, it's not like ordinary people can cultivate it.

This is the first time for such a minister to be so cautious or even...so cautious about one thing, it's a bit like an enemy.

This made Ryo Uesugi curious about the Xinmei Erqiao who had never met before.

"Minister, this student Xinmei Erqiao...do you have any questions?"

"any questions?"

Sifeng Yuanyu didn't answer him immediately, but just repeated the question.

"I don't know the answer either, but look..."

"It's snowing outside..."

There was actually colorful fine snow floating outside the window, and the snow powder fell in pieces.

Thick clouds covered the sky, and flakes of snowflakes fell silently from the sky.

As far as the eye can see, treetops, roofs, fountains, swimming pools... are all covered with a layer of white.

"How is this possible?!"

Uesugi Ryo's eyes widened, and the expression under the glasses was full of surprise.

"It's the end of May now! How can it snow!"

Xizi stood in front of the window, stretching out her palm to catch a swirling and falling snowflake.

Suddenly, the snowflakes melted, and there was a faint wind blowing past the temples.

A strand of black hair, like being cut by a sharp knife, floated down.

In the realm where Uesugi Ryo couldn't see the capital, the fluorescent light burst into bloom, illuminating the room.

"Suosuosuo", outside the window, the invisible wind rolled up snowflakes and hit the translucent wall, causing ripples of light, large and small.

"Is it a coincidence? Or..."

Xizi closed her eyes and felt for a moment, then shook her head at Sifengyuanyou.

"do not know."

"Just now, a strange force broke out on the campus, causing this abnormal snow."

"I tried to block it, but the opponent's power broke through my blockage, that kind of power, that kind of power..."

Xizi frowned, her delicate face was full of thoughtful silence.

"I can't accurately describe it in words...it's very sharp, it seems to be full of sharpness and edge like a weapon..."

"It only appeared for a moment, collided with me, and then disappeared."

"I can only vaguely feel that it is still somewhere on the campus. I can't be sure who it is."

Xizi's strength is actually not that strong.

Although Yuu Sifeng gave her some beliefs in the shrine, but she barely let her get rid of the status of "wild monster". There is still a long time to accumulate before becoming the lowest level of god.

It is not only the accumulation of strength, but also the sublimation of divinity, which takes time to transform and cannot be accomplished overnight.

So in the face of real divine power, even the wild gods at the lowest level sometimes appear weak.

"Does the abnormal weather have anything to do with Erqiao?"

Uesugi Ryo recovered from the surprise and stared at Sifeng Yinyu's face.

It seems that I want to get a little bit of hint from it.

"uncertain."

"Uesugi-kun, I need you to find Erqiao-san and bring him here."

Sifeng Yuanyu's face was serious.

"It might be dangerous, would you like to go?"

"Yes, I would."

Uesugi Ryo looked bitter, but still agreed.

"Ha, don't worry, this is the guardian of peace at my shrine."

Yuu Sifeng put a kit tied with a red string into his arms.

"This will ward off misfortunes for a while, if there are any."

"Anyway, bring her here quickly."

Chapter 79 Xinmei Erqiao

There was a damp and heavy feeling in the air, gusts of cold wind blew past, brushed against the cheeks, and made the eyes hurt.

Erqiao Xinmei felt cold all over, looking at the pool of blood in front of her.

Senpai Qianyu, who was as gentle as water, stepped on the ground in front of her eyes, fell all the way from the steps of the auditorium, and fell on the platform below.

"why?"

The vermilion color flowed on the marble steps, and gathered under the body into a shallow pool of blood, staining the pure white skirt red.

Long black hair scattered around the perimeter, slender, reminiscent of white frail hands and feet.

Then came the bloodless, pale face.

This series of images makes people fantasize about being carried into an ancient book.

Turned into the embossing of one of the pages.

"why?"

"why?"

A series of questions were repeated mechanically.

There was a blank in my heart.

Something wet rolled down his cheeks.

"why?"

Just now, obviously everything was fine.

Qian Yu-senpai, who was still in front of her just now, was talking to her with a smile.

In the next moment, without warning, he disappeared from the field of vision.

"why?"

Snowflakes fell, covering the space between the sky and the earth, and dyed the surrounding area of ​​the campus auditorium in a quiet white.

……

In my memory, at the end of May, one day, Qian Yu-senpai broke into Erqiao Xinmei's life unexpectedly.

The sky was iron gray and lifeless.

The lively campus is black and white, monotonous and boring.

Walking on the campus, wandering like an invisible man.

No one speaks, no one pays attention, and even collecting homework will be deliberately avoided.

No one dared to approach her, and she didn't even have the qualifications to be bullied. The last two female classmates who dared to push her into a corner, one had paralysis below the spine, and the other was stuck in an elevator and had her limb amputated.

After the news spread, no one dared to bully her anymore.

Of course, there are always strange eyes.

Until the appearance of Qianyu Qianxue.

She is like a ray of warm sunshine, shining through the dark clouds in Erqiao Xinmei's world.

At that time, she was alone, sitting alone in the stairwell of the old school building where no one passed by at noon, silently eating cold rice balls.

Rice balls are a discounted product in the supermarket. I bought them last night. After a night, the best tasting period has passed, but they are still delicious.

"For a person like me, no one will care if he dies."

Pulling away the old and rusty glass, she stepped out, and she sat on the half-meter-exposed platform without fear.