I, the lord of ghost stories

"Student Erqiao, do you still remember your name?"

The girl in Yuu Sifeng's eyes had a light on her body, echoing the surroundings.

Gradually a resonance is formed.

The overall attire is white and red, with golden ornaments hanging from her head, and a crystal-clear light like white jade gradually overflows from her small body.

"Student Sifeng Yuanyu, of course I remember that I am called Erqiao Xinmei."

The girl god smiled slightly.

"This person is naturally called Erqiao Xinmei."

Too late……

Yuu Sifengin closed his eyes.

When it opened again, the girl in front of her suddenly changed her expression and stood up in panic, the golden ornaments collided with each other and made a crisp sound.

"I, it wasn't me just now!"

"It's not really you."

Looking at the poor girl with pity, Sifengyuan responded.

"Please sit down, Nihashi-san, show your courage!"

"Now has reached the most critical time, if you lose your courage, you will have no chance of waking up again!"

Erqiao Xinmei grabbed the white collar, panted for a while, sat down slowly, and managed to calm down.

"Students from Sifeng Academy, how long can I support you?"

"It should...not exceed an hour."

Yuu Sifeng made a rough estimate.

The changes have been very obvious.

Erqiao Xinmei has gradually adapted to divine power from a human being to a god.

This is a long process.

Only recently arrived at the end.

Now it seems that she has gradually completed the final fusion.

However, as a mortal, how could Xinmei Nihashi, with more than ten years of life experience, compare to the past of the kimono Sodeshin?

Just like a glass of water melts into a lake, no, into a well.

will be greatly diluted.

In the end, it was the kimono sleeve god who overwhelmed Xinmei Nihashi's life and completed the recovery.

All of this has already started many years ago.

Too late!

At this time, even Sifeng Yuanyu couldn't stop it.

Although it cannot be stopped, it is not impossible to do nothing.

"Only, it's been an hour..."

Her tone couldn't tell if it was frustration or something else.

"It's okay, it's okay, at least, Qianyu-senpai is fine."

She pulled herself together and showed a pale smile.

"What, I'm not that useless!"

"No, it will only bring disaster to people."

Until this time, I still care about this, which is really a deep resentment.

"Tell me how you feel, Erqiao-san."

"say what?"

Erqiao Xinmei couldn't understand.

"Let me remind you, my family's shrine, visit it when you are ugly!"

"that……"

Erqiao Xinmei suddenly realized.

"That's what I think."

"I thought I was cursed, so I wanted to use different curses to neutralize it... But it seems that I can't do it?"

Caressing the cold and unfamiliar jewelry on her head, her voice dropped.

"No, the worship has taken effect!"

Yuu Sifengyuan's eyes flashed brightly, and he said decisively.

"If it weren't for this visit, I'm afraid you and I wouldn't be able to talk here now."

"what?"

Blinking, her eyes widened.

"Does it actually work?"

"Yeah, I didn't think of that either."

"When you are ugly, you can also cast a curse on yourself when you visit the shrine."

"In particular, you bear the divine power of the God of Misfortune. Although you have not yet awakened at that time and are still in a hidden stage, you are indeed not a mortal."

"This subtle difference allows you to successfully curse yourself."

"This, that's it... no wonder there is such a dream."

Erqiao Xinmei exclaimed.

She never expected that it was just a temporary idea that had an effect.

"Ji Yang, please keep quiet and pay attention to etiquette."

The maid's kind reminder came over.

"...ah, sorry."

Xinmei Erqiao apologized honestly, and when she turned her head to look at Yuu Sifeng, she still had a look of disbelief on her face.

It's just that Lan Xinhui reacted in an instant, suppressed the surprise in her heart, and said in a low voice:

"Students from Sifengyuan are onmyojis?"

She also seems to have a partial memory.

"It seems, it seems that you are not a mortal either?"

Xinmei Erqiao felt that she couldn't see through Yuu Sifeng's identity.

Whenever I am curious, I am always blocked out like a fog.

"Are the students from Sifeng Academy the same as me?"

That's all she could guess.

"As you can see."

"I am a god, and unlike you, I am an official deity officially included in the gods by the shogunate."

"My shrine is an official official coin society."

"Amazing……"

Erqiao Xinmei's location is only the lowest level - society.

The so-called society is generally small gods, mountain gods, and even ghosts, ghosts, spirits of deceased people, mountains and trees worthy of worship, foxes and other animal and plant souls, as well as some appalling evil spirits.

Usually new gods, or those who are not gods, the shrine specification is just "sha".

"Shrine" has the highest status.

The status of "palace" is above "shrine".

Among the "shrines", the big shrine is the highest, and the other status is above the "shrine".

"My place is just a village community, and only a few nearby towns will come to worship."

"Develop for 30 years, fight hard to defeat the natives, obtain 150 stone fiefs, and become a god after death."

She said enviously.

"It's been 300 years since I've struggled to get by, and I'm still a wild god, and I can't get one if I ask for it."

"... Erqiao, wake up, that's not your memory."

"You didn't lead people to open up wasteland, and you didn't die after opening up wasteland, and you didn't have any territory."

Sifengyuan sat across from her, and after a pause, he said:

"When I met you for the first time, I already noticed that something was wrong with you.

I originally planned to find a time to talk to you, but today, this kind of thing happened. "

Erqiao Xinmei was in a trance, but when she woke up, she felt lingering fear.

Hearing this, she subconsciously replied:

"I'm here, not just for one day, but for many days!"

"That's because this is a narrow space, and time flows at different speeds."

"Let's not gossip, let's talk about your friend and your situation in detail."

Beichuan Temple called the maid.

"Give me a coffee."

"Huh? Oh, good."

Because what Sifeng Yuanyu said was too natural, Xinmei Erqiao thought it should be like that, so she subconsciously nodded in agreement.

But when she realized it, she couldn't help but take another look at Sifeng Yuanyu.

It's not that she was reluctant to pay for a cup of coffee, but Sifeng Yuanyu's attitude in speaking was too natural, which made her want to complain, but she couldn't complain.

Yuu Sifengyuan gently rubbed the wall of the warm coffee cup with his fingers, and then officially entered the topic:

"Do you often have nightmares recently, or often see things that ordinary people cannot see?"

"Yes."

She suppressed the surprise in her heart and continued:

"I often do things about the past, and the dreams are longer and longer."

Yuu Sifengyuan became interested, and he asked:

"What kind of dream is it?"

"I dreamed that I brought Jean to open up wasteland in the past town."

"Open up wasteland?"

Yuu Sifeng rubbed his fingers against the wall of the cup for a while.

"Yes."

"It means appearing on the barren land, leading people to open up wasteland, and after establishing a village, they settle down."

"The dream is very realistic, and the details are very clear."

"I can even recall the names and habits of most people."

"I think that's the memory of the god... the memory of opening up the village."

"The memory opened up, this is the origin of the gods, but why did it become the god of disaster again?"

"That's not clear... Maybe it's a failure?"