People in hell, boss four seasons

This is the first time for Wen Yao to project his gaze to the other side of this world. The water quality exudes a disgusting stench, and maliciousness flows wantonly in this polluted land. Wandering demons and ghosts can make roars and roars that echo throughout the whole of Huangquan from time to time. Under such circumstances, Wen Yao's expression has undergone some subtle changes.

Even if Four Seasons and Izanami have found an effective treatment method, the bad environment cannot be improved in just a few days. This is a subtle process after all.

"It seems that you intend to use these transferable ghost fires to spread order and rules."

Seeing the flames flickering in the air from bright to dark, Wen Yao quickly came to his own judgment.

"This is indeed the safest way, but the procedure may not be as smooth as you expected...Maliciousness and sin are constantly squeezed by the space occupied by the fire, and the final result may be a more violent rebound. Unknown."

Purification is not as simple as imagined, pale flames scorching the traces of malice flowing in the air, but more accumulated malice is fermenting at the bottom of the underworld. In fact, the sins permeating the underworld have not been substantially reduced.

Compared with the products of crime precipitation, the benefits brought by spreading fire are really a drop in the bucket.

"So, what's Yao's suggestion?"

Four Seasons got to know his partner very quickly, and generally the problems pointed out by him often had clear solutions, and Wen Yao would not even speak out about the fields that he was not good at or had no interest in.

"The sins pervading the air will be baked by these dark fires, and the wandering demons and ghosts will not be difficult to deal with. These are all signs of malicious erosion of Huangquan..."

Wen Yao looked at the turbid water bottom, meaning something.

"Stopping the soup is just a stopgap measure, and the top priority is to draw the bottom of the pot. Since the gate of the underworld is still clean, as long as the flowing water running through the entire underworld is alive, the filth will be washed away, and there will be no settled malice as a supply. Environmental malice cannot last long."

Today's Yellow Spring is more like a pool of stagnant water. The stagnant water will soon rot and deteriorate, breeding bacteria. This principle is universal whether it is used in the human world or in the Yellow Spring.

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yao's body became more and more transparent.

"Tch, it looks like it's time."

The effect of the talisman is not long-lasting, and it is not easy to persist until now. Wen Yao lightly rubbed his lips against Siji's cheek before turning his gaze to the deep darkness again.

"Look carefully, unblock the source of the blockage, and let this yellow spring come alive again..."

Chapter 4 and Three: Boys, Girls, and Gods

"Looks like there's still room for improvement."

Wen Yao glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the study, only the minute hand crossed less than half of the dial.

The snacks and suggestions that should have been delivered have already been delivered, and Wen Yao has also witnessed the "horrific" current situation of Huangquan in Siji's mouth, so it's not a waste of time.

Pushing open the door from the study room, you can see TV programs related to magical girls. Sakura is crawling loosely on the sofa. She seems to be never tired of such programs.

On the other hand, Aqiu maintained the bearing of a young lady, with a soft pillow on her back and a heavy book on her knees. These were books she had borrowed from the bookstore where she worked recently, and most of them recorded some anecdotes about this world. Aqiu was very interested in such things, and she wanted to go back and share what she saw and heard in this world with Xiaoling.

Today is a rest day, so the girls didn't go to the store to help, but stayed at home, this place is not like Gensokyo, the only way of entertainment is reading, or chatting with friends, if you can manipulate spiritual power, maybe you can You can have an exciting spell card battle with monsters or witches.

Life in the city is inseparable from the Internet and TV, and there are countless entertainment methods. In Gensokyo, it is possible to experience the possibilities only in the Lost Jungle or Xianglintang.

Kappa Heavy Industries is not keen on researching and developing things for life and the general public. The electric wires distributed in Renli were only successfully established under the commission of the Hakurei Miko and the son of Orei. Kappa has been dawdling for decades.

These little guys are obviously more keen on creating some weird things, such as optical camouflage uniforms or thermal energy converters, and Ah Qiu can't figure out what these things can be used for.

"Brother Wen Yao really went to see sister Yingji again."

Sakura turned over on the sofa, with her calves spread back, supporting her body and leaning back.

"But sister Yingji is really busy. She hasn't settled the underground affairs for several days? Brother Wen Yao must be lazy, right?"

In the little girl's memory, there was never anything that Wen Yao could not solve. Most of the troubles were not a problem for Wen Yao. Even when he first came to this world, Wen Yao quickly got the solution from the Goddess of Hell.

This time the four seasons stayed in Huangquan was obviously too long.

Although it was a joke, Wen Yao decided to explain it to maintain his face in front of the children.

"If it's just pollution, it's not difficult to solve. Huangquan's current problem lies in the malice that goes deep into the bone marrow. If there is no way to eradicate it at once, it will not be a little bit of trouble to deal with it."

However, the soul that was cast into the artifact has never touched that door, and there is probably only room for imagination about the "maliciousness that goes deep into the marrow" mentioned by Wen Yao.

On the contrary, Ah Qiu who was reading a book was thoughtful.

"So, if you say that, you must have found the direction for Master Siji."

Aqiu is still used to referring to the four seasons by the title of "Master Four Seasons". This is probably the habit left by her as a secretary for many times.

Wen Yao didn't reply, just shook his head, nodded again, and stopped talking about this topic.

He moved Sakura's feet slightly to make a place for himself to sit down.

"I hope this magical girl won't disappoint me..."

Wen Yao's side was calm, but Rihe's side was already undercurrent.

Under the setting sun, a blond boy wearing a light green coat appeared on the grass in the park, and a girl in the distance was waiting by the bench early.

This is where Yukino and Hiyori agreed.

The boy hurried to Hiyori with a plain canvas bag.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

The boy rushed to the girl panting. Yukine originally planned to find Yato and come to Hiyori together, but Yato disappeared as if the world had evaporated. If the connection between the god and the artifact was not still strong, Yukine even felt My own god may have encountered an accident.

He took out his carefully prepared picture book, on the cover was a picture composed of familiar girls, boys and gods.

"Hey, is it...a comic book?"

Seeing the familiar scene, Hiyori's heart skipped a beat, but she couldn't figure out what her emotions were just now.

"Well, if you can, I hope you must listen to me!"

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Chapter 4 and Four Restored Memories

"The story of the god Yatogami of the Wannian sweatshirt and the girl Hiyori has officially begun!"

Xueyin cleared her throat, put on a serious posture, and stood her hand-painted comic book on a straight bench in the park.

The girl squatted on the grass with great interest, watching the pages of the album being turned by her young hands.

Xueyin's narration is very smooth, from the bewilderment and hesitation when they first met, to the first "line" drawn by the genius artifact, the passionate blood of the three side by side, or the moment of youthful enthusiasm...

Of course, the scenes of Four Seasons, Xiaofu, or Fei are also indispensable. All the characters that Xueyin only knows about the half-demonized Hiyori are included in this album.

It can be seen that Xueyin spent a lot of effort to complete this tangible gift.

However, to the boy's disappointment, although the girl in front of him has been applauding the story he narrated, her eyes don't have the kind of touch that only happens when he mentions his story.

Through the crystal pupils, Hiyori seems to be watching a story that is still someone else. Even though the boy did not avoid the name of Hiyori in the story at all, the missing memory really makes it difficult for the girl to have an immersive sense of substitution.

"So, have I always been this powerful before?"

Hiyori was not completely unimpressed by the story that Xueyin narrated. She knew very well that the boy in front of her was not lying, and that the traces in every corner of her life and the subconscious actions were not her own illusions.

"So, Hiyori..."

Xueyin and Hiyori got up at the same time, and with the increasingly sluggish sunset and the gradually lowering temperature, tears welled up from the corners of the boy's eyes.

"We must have had a good relationship before."

Even without memory, the girl is still so gentle to her former friend.

"Although I can't remember the past at all now, does this not prevent me from getting to know you again?"

Now that I have forgotten it, I will start accumulating memories again until the weight of these memories can surpass the past, and the relationship will naturally become closer again.

Hiyori has never been a girl who will be bound by difficulties. Now that she has clarified what she thinks in her heart, she will try to take her own step in that direction.

"Although I don't know what it feels like, but being able to be friends with gods, artifacts or Yan Mo, no matter how you think about it, it won't be a sad thing."

The girl rubbed the boy's curly hair, as if she did it subconsciously, which made the girl think it was a good start.

"Can you start over?"

In the dilapidated shrine, the fierce Futsu god was wiping the blade around him, and the glass beads placed beside him became more and more chaotic.

"Yato, all you can do... is come and fight with me..."

A distorted, frantic look on the half-mask-covered face.

"what!"

The girl who was about to end the album in the boy's hand suddenly covered her head, and there was a faint tingling pain in it, as if another important matter was passing away quickly.

The eyes in the eyes gradually became cold, and the enthusiastic eyes also cooled down again, and even the movement of taking the book was also frozen in place.

"As I said, Yato..."

The god who was watching the girl and the boy from a distance suddenly sensed the sudden fierceness behind them, but he was not in a hurry to act.

"If you want to get back that girl's memory, you have to fight me..."

Ying Clam's voice was extraordinarily crazy.

"If she doesn't turn into an empty shell, don't try to use other methods to break the bottom line of my patience... You know, nothing good will happen if you annoy a troublemaker."

The sinister voice came and went quickly, as he said, the girl's memory was confirmed again.

Turning around, he could no longer see the figure that appeared behind him just now, but the black imprint left in place had faintly spawned evil monsters.

Even if the time to be active in the world is extremely short, the god of disaster does not intend to give up the hard-won opportunity to enjoy life, he must change Yato back to the bloodthirsty and crazy appearance he once was.

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The moonlight was like frost, hitting the calm coastline, and the white waves splashed onto the skirt of the boy's clothes, making people feel a bit chilly.

Yato, who hadn't appeared for a long time, stood in front of Xueyin, his expression was determined, and his eyes revealed a certain kind of invisible fierce light, which was something that Yato, who was once the God of Misfortune, possessed.

If you want to defeat the insane Fujin God, you must first let yourself enter the realm of Fujin God.

The two didn't speak, but just looked at each other for a long time, and reached a certain consensus in their hearts.

"That's right!"

Wen Yao sat on the highest point of the city, looking down at the ghosts and monsters wandering in it.

"If you want to save the person you love, or the person who loves you, if you don't show some determination, it's absolutely impossible."

The next moment, there was no one on the towering roof, and Wen Yao still had a lot of things to do.

Work overtime on weekends, ask for leave

The reality is that I have been too busy with work recently, so I have no choice but to ask for another day off, I am very sorry

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Chapter 4 The Battle Between the Gods of Fujin

The dilapidated shrine, the rotten wooden boards have turned black and rotten, and the wall supporting the shrine is full of cracks. It seems that it will be broken into a puddle of powder with a light touch. Feel the horror they once had.

There is no doubt that what is enshrined here is an evil god.

Heavy footsteps came from outside the hall, a pair of bluish and skinny hands pushed open the ancient door, unable to bear the sudden pressure, the wooden door collapsed, and even the ground sank.

Lost the shrine to enshrine, lost the gods of the believers, there has always been only decline.

This is the only shrine of Futsu Kamikaze, and it is also his last shrine.

The man sat on the wide threshold, looking at the hazy entrance through the pattering rain.

Playing with the cloudy glass beads with his left hand, the original clear appearance became more and more chaotic, and the girl's memory became more and more difficult to touch.

"Tsk, it looks like the guests have arrived, but it seems that there are still uninvited little mice."

Ying Mu raised his eyes slightly, and through the hazy mist, the combination of gods, boys and girls came into view. Even if he tried his best, he seemed to be unable to isolate the relationship between Hiyori and Yato, which made Ying Mu, who is the God of Misfortune, frowned.

"Oh! It hurts!"

Hiyori rubbed his butt painfully, and looked up at the scene in front of him. The unfamiliar shrine was located in a sunken valley. The tail growing out of his back shook unconsciously, and the damp air made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Yeah! Why do I have a tail?!"

The girl shook her tail in surprise, but she felt a certain recognition of this fact in her heart, as if the tail should have existed.

"Hey! How could Hiyori follow me!"

Yato didn't expect this unexpected situation to happen. He originally planned to just tell the girl where they were going, but he didn't expect to drag the girl into the battlefield of the gods.

"I just touched Ye Dou-kun's shoulder, and followed me out of nowhere..."