People in hell, boss four seasons

The big goblin turned Cirno's head back from the window.

The ice goblin was forced by Huiyin to take classes in the temple house, and even the children in Renli knew that there was an ice goblin named Qi Lunuo in Gensokyo who was not very smart.

Terakoya has a very good reputation among the people, and the residents are very accepting of goblins attending classes with their children. The young people who have grown up to be the mainstay of the people have also lived with goblins in their teenage years.

Under the restraint of Shangbaizawa Huiyin, there has been no trouble in the temple house since its establishment. This is probably the reason why people tacitly allow goblins to enter the school.

Wen Yao's courses are not boring. Apart from the necessary arithmetic, Wen Yao also reserves about half an hour of story time for them, most of which are what he has seen and heard during his travels. He will select a part suitable for children and adapt them into stories that are more in line with human logic. This is why children are more interested in Wen Yao's courses.

"It seems that you are more suitable for this job than I thought."

Huiyin covered her mouth and smiled lightly, watching the children clustered around Wen Yao. Wen Yao's narration was often quite personal, which was not a bad thing, only stories with ups and downs had incredible appeal.

"Forgive me, I'm not good at dealing with children."

Wen Yao shook his head when the children dispersed.

"It's just for Yingji's face, and it happens that I will be staying among people during this period of time, so I want to come to Siziwu to experience life. Teacher Huiyin, don't think about letting me stay. I have a serious job."

Reaper's work is not considered busy, but Wen Yao doesn't want his life to be filled with work, and a more comfortable life is his current goal in life.

Usually at such times, Aqiu would withdraw her gaze from the window. The content of the course was not boring to her. Watching the children struggling to calculate numbers with only a few digits was also a bad taste in itself.

Only during Wen Yao's story time can Aqiu cheer up a little bit, restrain his lazy expression, and listen to those strange anecdotes that seem to be true and false.

"Did the stories you told really happen?"

On the way back, Aqiu couldn't help asking curiously.

"It depends on how you define reality. These stories really happened in my past travels, but the protagonists may not be human beings. If they are completely replaced by human perspectives, some stories will still appear weird."

Parents were forced to separate when they were teenagers, and finally died from hell to the world after going through hardships, just to reunite with their parents; the tribe lived in a corner of the world, and the youth competed with the gods for the rise of the tribe, and finally fought with their partners with their lives as their bets; To die, a man has planned for 500 years, erased his own traces, and recast a new destiny...

These clichéd stories have an unpredictable process and unimaginable plots. Compared with stories, Ah Qiu feels that these are more like real history being interpreted in the form of stories.

"But this is not important to you. The characters in those stories will not even appear in front of you for the rest of their lives. They are just treated as stories. The deeds of those heroes are passed on word of mouth in their world, and those who are saved They should be remembered."

Walking back from the temple house to the mansion for some distance, when Wen Yao took the girl past Ling Nai Temple, which was about to close, the light of the setting sun was almost swallowed up by the deep night, and a figure stood in front of the closed door against the light, with a tall hat on his head, which made it easy for Wen Yao to identify the person.

It's Master Four Seasons.

"Yao came back so late..."

When Wen Yao hurried to the door, Si Ji opened his mouth to speak. He couldn't hear his emotions, but it seemed that he had been waiting in front of the door for a long time.

"Hey, why didn't Master Siji talk to me before coming here?"

Yan Mo was led into the courtyard by his sweetheart, followed by Ah Qiu, who was behind him, gently closed the courtyard door, turned around and went into her own room, she is not a person who does not understand style.

"Would that disturb Yao's class?"

The girl is sitting under the sycamore tree with her arms around her. Taking advantage of the afterglow of the sunset, the breeze blows through the girl's hair, bringing the breath of autumn.

……

Smoke billows from the kitchen, and the smell of fireworks blows in. The biggest advantage of living in a human house is that you don’t have to hoard too much food in one go. The fresh food you buy every day is enough for Wen Yao to cook a hearty meal.

After setting the dinner plate, Wen Yao called the girls in the room to come out for dinner. Siji and Aqiu walked out of the room together, and it could be seen that they had a very happy conversation.

Move the specially prepared deep-fried shrimp to the front of the four seasons, and add the carefully prepared dipping sauce, and you're done.

"I'm a little curious about what you can talk about, but I don't think you will tell me."

Wen Yao shrugged indifferently.

"It's just a secret between girls, and I won't understand it if I tell you!"

Aqiu scoffed at Wen Yao bluntly, with the support of the four seasons, the girl seemed even more unscrupulous.

Wen Yao ignored the little girl's provocation, and instead asked Si Ji about the condition of the waist knife.

"When I left the Hall of Right and Wrong, the soul in the waist knife seemed to have shown signs of awakening. I don't know if there have been any changes since then."

The breath of hell can help the undead repair themselves, and the quality of the undead in the waist knife is pure, which is probably the reason why she was able to float safely in the Santu River.

"I woke up for a while, but soon fell into a deep sleep. But at the time, I was trying in the Hall of Right and Wrong. Komachi told me about the awakening of the dead souls."

Four Seasons thought carefully for a moment.

"However, according to Komachi, the waist knife is not just a tool that carries the soul. When the soul in it wakes up, the waist knife itself transforms into a human form, which is more like a tool shaped by the soul."

……

In the dimly lit room, the girl woke up from a daze.

"cherry……"

The girl seemed to hear a childish voice recalling in her ear.

"My name is Sakura...?"

Chapter 343 There is also a gap between the underworld

"Hey! Are you finally awake?"

Hearing movement inside the house, Komachi opened the door.

"Congratulations, this is the right and wrong hall of hell. I am the death god of hell. You are already dead."

The Grim Reaper, who was carrying a wide scythe, patted the girl on the shoulder vigorously to celebrate the end of his boring duty career.

This is undoubtedly a job that is more imprisoned than guiding the undead on the Sanzu River. If there is a choice, Komachi would rather go to the Sanzu River to stare at the undead on the boat.

"You can stay here with peace of mind. I have already notified Lord Siji, and she should be here soon."

Four seasons and Wen Yao went to the right and wrong hall to pick up people not once or twice, and Komachi was used to his own adult's temper.

"Four Seasons... my lord?"

Sakura looked puzzled, the memory in her mind had been blurred, but the common sense part was not affected.

"Is this Huangquan?"

She looked around, the closed windows and doors, bright light bulbs hanging above her head, the candlestick not far away had not been used for a long time, and a thick layer of dust could be seen on it.

This made the girl feel that the guy who claimed to be the god of death in front of her might be a liar, but her intuition told her that she was indeed dead.

Mostly touched the part of memory loss, the girl felt the tingling from the depths of her soul, and her soul subconsciously refused to recall the past.

Sakura frowned, rubbing her forehead carefully, souls exist in a strange way in hell, they can touch their own entities.

The other name of Huangquan is Hell, but the Huangquan known to the girl has nothing in common with the scene in front of her.

"Here is hell. If you are talking about the other name of Santuchuan, the Yellow Spring flowing outside is what you are talking about."

There are various names for hell in human society. Hell, underworld, underworld, underworld, and santuchuan are all quite common words. The girl in front of me has such a strong reaction to "underworld", and Komachi also classifies it as difficult to accept "I am already dead". Such a situation is not uncommon among the undead who come to the hall of right and wrong, and some undead will even clamor to return to the present world, and finally accept the fact that they have lost their bodies.

"Master Siji is my boss, one of Yan Mo in the Hall of Right and wrong, the chief referee of hell, she should have better arrangements for undead like you who entered hell in a special way."

The undead who enter hell through unconventional means will not appear on the stick of repentance of the four seasons, nor will they be among the undead who can be judged by Yan Mo. For these undead, Yan Mo will mostly treat them as gods of death. The heinous ones also cannot escape the end of annihilation.

"But the Lord of the Underworld that I know is a deity called Izanami."

Even if he has fallen to the depths of the underworld and turned into ugly bones, it still cannot change his supreme godhead.

The girl only remembered that someone told her about the scene of the Underworld, which was dilapidated to the point of unsightly, with a disgusting and viscous liquid flowing in it, and the soul swallowed in it would not enter reincarnation, but would be affected by Izanami, It is also unknown to degenerate into a complete evil.

"The Underworld I know is not the well-ordered hell that I see now, and there is no special organization to govern the reincarnation of the undead. As for technological products such as electrical appliances, it is even more impossible to appear in the Underworld. Therefore, a large number of undead in the human world remain, and a few of them become the rations of demons, or they are willing to degenerate into demons."

The girl never remembered her identity, nor could she confirm her name, but she could feel that she had been used as a weapon to cut off demons, using that line as the boundary separating humans and demons.

"Honestly, my first reaction when I saw the lights was that I was in some scam organization."

Because it's really incredible.

"This is normal. The souls of the dead floating from the end of the Santu River are often not creatures from this world."

The voice of the four seasons came from outside the door, and the footsteps moved from far to near, and finally stopped in front of the door.

The girl walked in first, followed by Wen Yao.

"Is there really nothing wrong with leaving Ah Qiu alone?"

"Tch, she would rather live in Suzunai than in the courtyard."

Wen Yao had already greeted Benju Xiaoling before returning to hell with the four seasons, even the closed Lingnaian would not restrict Aqiu's entry.

"Girls at this age probably prefer to play together, not to mention those monster books are more attractive to her than me."

Wen Yao was very emotional about this...

"As you said, the world you live in, Huangquan is no longer the home of the undead, and for our world, there is also no contract or spell that can transform the undead into weapons."

Siji pointed the mirror of pure glass at the girl sitting cross-legged on the bed. On the mirror, the girl's past was fragmented, and finally stayed on a scarlet waist knife.

The style of the waist knife is the same as the one seen before, but the crimson color has faded, making it look much simpler.

"The hall of right and wrong cannot judge the souls of other worlds. We will try to send you back to the previous world. If you have any information or clues about the coordinates of the world left in your memory, you can also tell us. Before that, you can You can move freely in the right and wrong hall, and Komachi will tell you which things are forbidden to touch."

Siji looked carefully at the waist knife on the mirror, it should be the appearance of "Sakura" before it was broken.

After talking about all the above, Siji and Wen Yao left the room, and the girl had to digest the rest of the matter by herself.

"The spell endows the weapon with soul-like toughness. Generally speaking, it is difficult for such a weapon to be broken into the shape we have encountered before through conventional means."

During the conversation between the girl and the four seasons, Wen Yao was able to roughly outline the outline of the spells. The recovery of the soul was so fast, not only because of the resilience of the soul body itself, but also because of the magical spells that played a huge role.

"In this case, the only possibility I can think of is that her master fought with another holder who has mastered the same spell. Only a weapon made of a tougher soul can break her body."

However, the girl's memory about herself has been lost, and it is unknown whether she can recover it in the future. These discussions can only remain at the level of speculation.

"In contrast, I care more about the underworld that she described. It is polluted by foul-smelling mucus and has become the territory of fallen gods. Not only can it not provide shelter and reincarnation conditions for the undead, but it has also contributed to the possibility of more monsters being born..."

Speaking of this, Four Seasons also fell silent.

It was an unimaginably terrible sight.

Chapter 344 Anecdotes Reported by Unknown Persons

The river water of the Santu River almost completely washed away the traces of the original world on Sakura's body. Fragmentary memories, mostly information about the world, were of no use in locating the coordinates of the plane.

Different from the situation of Ashes, the dying will of the world can only put all hope on Ashes, hoping that Ashes can continue the fire of the world, or a good way to save the world later, and finally be able to be met by Wen Yao and Siji. Fortunately in misfortune, this kind of spirit itself has been soaked in the breath of the world, and it is naturally easy to follow the traces to trace its source.

And Sakura entered Santuchuan by chance, more likely because she encountered some unpredictable dangers and was forced to leave the original plane, her own memory was damaged, and there was no longer any evidence for her around her. Under the conditions of its existing objects, even Wen Yao would have great difficulty in tracing it back.

"The only clues now are the ability to transform the undead into utensils that can be used for envoys, and the Huangquan that is said to be polluted by the fallen supreme god..."

This should be a unique feature of the world where Sakura exists.

"Before finding that plane, Yingji may let her take the place of Death God first."

The short-term agreement with the undead does not need to be reviewed by the will of hell, and Yan Mo himself can make the decision. The god of death has always been a scarce resource in the Hall of Right and wrong, and Yan Mo never thinks too much about the god of death.

……

"Speaking of it this way, Santuchuan seems to be connected to many places. I am a little curious about its source."

Wen Yao didn't hide from Aqiu the reason why he left last night. This was not a matter of Death's work, but more like a chance encounter in life.

"It looks so, but I guess the result will disappoint you."

Wen Yao rubbed Ah Qiu's little head.

"The existence of Santuchuan is very special. It is one of the few passages that can communicate with other worlds."

Theoretically speaking, as long as there is a place of hell, there must be Santu River flowing.

"It represents the dividing line between this world and hell, between the living and the dead, and is an inseparable and important part of the material universe."

This is why Wen Yao appeared in front of the trial of the four seasons at the beginning, and Wen Yao also chose Hell as the hero of Green City for several subsequent time travels.

The junction between life and death is the strongest, but also the weakest. The rules limit the destination of the living and the dead, but this also causes the life and death to collide and wear away.

This is the weakest point of hell.

"What's the difference between that and what I said, this kind of place should be easy to complete crossing."

Aqiu was obviously a little unconvinced, the little girl climbed onto the chair and looked at Wen Yao, as if unwilling to let it go.

"Haha, Ah Qiu thinks it's too easy to cross the barrier of the plane."

Wen Yao looked at the innocent girl with some amusement.

"Walking from the end of the Santu River to the other side of the unknown, the human body will be washed by death energy and vitality at the same time. corpse."