Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Hearing what Xia Fan said, Jinguji Aoi became more alert and led him to a separate compartment.

"I'll be standing guard outside, please don't force yourself."

After watching Xia Fan enter the house, she sat cross-legged in front of the closed door, closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing.

Jinguji Aoi did not ask, what Xia Fan wanted to ask was "who".

To have insight into life and death, to ask gods and spirits for advice, and not to violate taboos is the duty of a psychic.

As far as she knew, in history, people with innate psychic powers like Xia Fan could naturally communicate with gods, in addition to the souls of the dead, demons and monsters.

However, this kind of "inviting gods" has many rules and the results are unstable.

Not only is the "god" you invite different each time, but you also have to follow the rules of the "god" you invite, perform numerous rituals, sign harsh contracts, or pay an unknown price...

There must be a reason why Xia Fan didn't say it himself, which others couldn't know.

"This concerns the present and the future, hundreds and thousands of lives, there is no need to hesitate..."

In the dimly lit room, Xia Fan had already closed his eyes.

"Amagami, I am praying to you here... Please help me, help those people, and completely remove the curse of the "Complete Suicide Manual"..."

His face was expressionless and he prayed quietly.

That’s right, countless lives are at stake, and Lesson 9 and the Psychic Association are helpless. Xia Fan decides to use the only remaining “prayer” opportunity that he has treasured.

After all, he still had time to obtain 50,000 or even more faith points in exchange for subsequent "prayer" opportunities, but the increasing number of victims could not wait.

"Humph, stupid wish..."

The petite figure of "Tengoku God" emerged from the darkness before his eyes.

"Do you know how precious the opportunity to pray to me is?"

Her beautiful black pupils stared at Xia Fan quietly, with a hint of anger between her brows.

"To reverse life and death and completely change your fate of 'death', you need to pray at least three times."

"And every time you pray, the power of faith consumed increases several times."

"Do you really want to waste your chance for these insignificant humans?"

Compared with her previous concise words, she said a lot more this time, which showed how dissatisfied she was with Xia Fan's idiotic prayer behavior.

"Perhaps, to you, they are just insignificant humans..."

"But to me, they are all living people like me, born and raised in this world, with joys and sorrows, families, friends, children, lovers, pets, and dreams."

"It is precisely because I feel the threat of death all the time that I know more clearly that if they give up their lives because of a little unhappiness in life and are taken advantage of by this broken 'curse', it would be an unforgivable sin."

Xia Fan showed no sign of wavering and spoke with certainty.

"As my divine body, you are committing an equally unforgivable sin by comparing your life to that of a mortal."

Tian Yushen slowly widened his eyes, clenched his teeth, and revealed his snow-white fangs.

As if she didn't want to speak to Xia Fan anymore, her petite figure merged into the darkness again.

[The great god has heard your prayer. The sacrificial song "I once thought of ending it all" liberates the divinity.]

["I once thought about ending it all" (Divine Liberation): Sing this song with extraordinary power, and the listener will be granted a strong instinct for survival. ]

A new oracle sounded in his heart, and Xia Fan returned to the small room.

"Divine liberation..."

"So, the sacrificial song given by the God of Heaven before may seem to be just a copy of a popular song from Blue Star, but it actually contains divinity?"

"The divine nature of "I Once Thought of Ending It All" can grant the instinct to survive after it is released. Then what effects are sealed in "Sakura" and "Gurenge"?"

After reading the oracle carefully, Xia Fan showed joy on his face.

In primitive times, the contents of sacrificial songs were mostly related to praising gods, praying for blessings, wars, etc. Only in sacrificial ceremonies, priests such as shamans were qualified to chant, and they had a mysterious effect.

On this day, Yushen restored and transformed the Blue Star song of her previous life in her memory of "mystery in the womb" into a sacrificial song. It turned out that it contained divinity, which could produce special effects when "liberated" by her.

“Come and try singing!”

"what?"

Xia Fan couldn't wait to walk out of the room and said to Jinguji Aoi who was sitting outside the door.

……

"I once thought about ending it all."

"It was because the black-tailed gulls were wailing at the pier, disappearing with the waves, taking the past away and disappearing."

In the gentle, powerful, and gradually increasing melody, the virtual singer "Miku" sang the low lyrics in a hoarse voice.

"I once thought about ending it all."

"It's because on my birthday, the apricot blossoms are in full bloom. If I take a nap in the sunshine, will I be able to turn into dust along with the dead insects?"

In a separate small room, several bound victims were forced to listen to songs playing on the speakers.

"Is this song written by Xia Junxin? It's very nice. Although the style is a bit dark, the emotions, power and belief in it are very strong..."

"But, can this kind of popular song really be endowed with effects similar to 'scriptures' or 'spells' to remove this difficult curse?"

In a corner of the room, Aoi Jinguji nodded gracefully to the melody, her eyes full of curiosity.

"I've tried it several times, but it doesn't seem to work..."

Xia Fan, on the other side, observed silently.

These victims, listening to the repetitive song, not only showed no signs of improvement, but their eyes became even more depressed.

Perhaps, it is because after losing the will to live, they are still "repeatedly tortured" by scriptures and pop songs.

"What's the problem..."

Xia Fan cleared his throat, stood in front of one of the victims, and sang loudly: "I once thought about ending it all. It was because the black-tailed gulls cried at the dock, disappeared with the waves, and took the past away and flew away..."

Even when someone suddenly sang at the top of his voice in front of him, the victim simply looked up at Xia Fan and returned to his dispirited look.

Chapter 149 I want to return the goods

2024-07-13

"Ahem... As expected, I must follow the oracle's instructions and chant the sacrificial song with supernatural power in order for it to be effective..."

"It's like if you don't have magic power, knowing the spell is useless?"

After singing twice in a row, Xia Fan took a sip of water to moisten his burning throat and sighed helplessly.

The first thing to test and confirm now is the correct way to "chant" the sacrificial song and its actual effect on the curse.

But although he has a "spiritual body", his body is no different from that of an ordinary person. There is not a single thing called "spiritual power" in his body, and he cannot meet the requirements for chanting sacrificial songs.

"Jinguji, can you sing with 'spiritual power'?"

Xia Fan looked at Jinguji Aoi as if asking for help.

"Use spiritual power to sing?"

Aoi Jinguji looked confused.

She had no problem with these two things separately, but when they were combined together, it became a new and unprecedented issue.

"Yes, just like the two monks chanting sutras, the Shinto rituals perform sacrificial songs and blessing songs. There should be a unique way of singing for psychics, such as the spiritual power sinking into the dantian and then gathering towards the throat..."

Xia Fan tried his best to express his meaning to the other party.

"In the inherited education I received since childhood, the areas in which psychics use their spiritual power include divination, spiritual communication, chanting scriptures, controlling talismans, and driving bows, swords, crossbows, and other magical instruments..."

"But as far as I know, there are no psychics registered with the Psychic Association who are good at chanting sacrificial songs with spiritual power. In ancient times, there should have been psychics who were good at this, but the art has long been lost..."

Aoi Jinguji thought about it carefully and shook her head.

Faith has declined, people's hearts have changed, the bloodline of psychics has withered, and countless heritages have been lost in the long river of history. A mere "chanting of sacrificial songs" is nothing at all.

"It's actually been lost? What should I do then..."

Xia Fan couldn't help but frown.

"I... can do it too. I'll mobilize my spiritual power and try singing..."

Seeing that he was in trouble, Jinguji Aoi's chest heaved and she spoke with difficulty.

"But you have to teach me to sing this song first... and you are not allowed to laugh during the whole process!"

A blush appeared on her face and she turned away with a slight frown.

"Don't worry, this is a matter of life and death. I will teach you seriously and will never laugh. If I laugh, I'll be a pig."

Xia Fan expressed his opinion with a serious face.

"Then, let's sing along one sentence at a time..."

The two stood side by side, staring at the music score on Xia Fan's mobile phone, and began to teach him sentence by sentence.

"I once thought about ending it all... Is that right?"

While trying to sing the first sentence, Jinguji Aoi glanced at Xia Fan's beautiful face that was so close to her, and the shoulders of the two people leaning against each other inadvertently, and her cheeks became even redder.

"Hmm, the rhythm is good, this should be fine, let's move on to the next sentence..."

Xia Fan taught seriously, completely unaware of the strange distance between the two of them.

"Jinguji, that's amazing, have you really never learned to sing?"

"I haven't learned it. You taught me well."

Although she has not received formal singing training, Jinguji Aoi, as an "enthusiastic music enthusiast", is considered a "top KTV star" among ordinary people.

With a good sense of rhythm and melody, as well as her elegant voice, she quickly mastered the song.

"Well... I'm going to start..."

Standing in front of those "audiences", Jinguji Aoi took a deep breath...

Orchid-colored spiritual energy rose from her body.

"I once thought about...ending it all once and for all!"

Keeping her spiritual energy flowing, Aoi Jinguji sang the first line.

Well, because she had to divide her attention to output spiritual power, her voice broke.

"You smiled."

"I'm sorry, I'm a pig."

"One more time... I once thought about ending it all..."

"It was because the black-tailed gulls were wailing at the pier, disappearing with the waves, taking the past away and flying away."

She rolled her eyes at Xia Fan, calmed herself down and started over.

"I once thought about ending it all."

"Is it because the apricot blossoms are in full bloom on my birthday? If I fall asleep under the sun-dappled shade of the tree, will I also turn into dust like the remains of an insect?"

The rhythm gradually increased, and the song changed from a low-pitched song to an exciting one. It was sung in a standard and complete manner by Jinguji...

But after the song was over, the "listeners" in front of him remained unchanged.

In addition, one of them fell asleep due to exhaustion, and the other one applied for "toilet use" and was accompanied by a police officer to the toilet...

"This... Sorry, I'll ask again..."

Xia Fan scratched the back of his head awkwardly, then turned and walked into the dark little room.

"Lord Amanomiya, this festival song of yours is a 'fake', I want to return it."

He squatted down and spoke to the shadow under his feet.

"How dare you, you despicable boy, doubt the Supreme God!"

"This is the supreme sacrificial song that was created by me, who gave divinity to the song of the other world that never existed."

The shadow became as smooth as a mirror, and the figure of Tian Yu Shen emerged from it.

"Who could have imagined that the gods and humans had fallen to such a state... that even the inheritance of the priesthood of chanting sacrificial songs had been cut off..."