I, the god, recruit witches to make money

The old man started talking, and it seemed like he couldn't stop, "I've been working in this industry for decades, but I've been living alone and have gained nothing in the end.

Oh, what a miserable life I have. "

A sigh.

The tears flowing out from the dry eyes, coupled with the messy white hair and the shabby clothes that were not decent, were heartbreaking.

Kaminagi Rin's expression did not relax. She knew that all this was fake, and asked, "Did you see anything when you came here from the road?"

"No, it was too dark and the snow and wind were too strong."

But there was no snow on his shoulders...Kaminagi Rin became more and more suspicious and didn't know what to do. Should she strike first?

Or should we just wait and see?

Any choice could endanger your life.

Kaminagi Rin frowned and decided to remain silent and see how the situation would develop.

Matsutani Daigo did not stop talking, and continued: "Since you have nothing to do, how about I perform a puppet show for you?"

"unnecessary."

Kaminagi Rin decisively refused.

Matsutani Daigo froze, raised his head and said, "You don't want to see it?!"

The firelight shone on the wrinkled face, as if it was shining on a wax figure without a soul.

The wind stopped outside.

The eerie gaze and the silent atmosphere made the hairs on the back of Kaminagi Rin's neck stand up. She instinctively sensed an extremely dangerous feeling, "Tornado!"

Kaminagi Rin drew her sword and decided to strike first.

The sound of wind rose in the temple and swept towards Songtani Daigo who was sitting there.

Bang, bang, without any obstruction, Matsutani Daigo died.

Flesh and blood move forward with the wind.

"Ah!" An extremely sharp whistle sounded, Kaminagi Rin felt dizzy, and the door of the wooden box suddenly opened.

The fire went out and the temple was plunged into darkness.

"Azure Dragon!"

Kaminagi Rin swung her sword to block, but it was hard to say what use it would be if she swung it towards the vast sky.

Darkness engulfed her.

……

The same dilapidated temple in the wilderness.

Spider webs were woven in the corners of the walls, and the floor was covered with dust.

Guilongyuan Meiya was covered in white air. She sat directly on the altar, stepped on the broken head of the Buddha, and rubbed it repeatedly. "It's strange. It's so dark outside. It doesn't look like we can go out."

"Where are Komori and Kaminagi?"

She was distressed.

Suddenly, a whistling sound of wind was heard outside the silent temple, and in the light of the fire, heavy snow began to fall at the door.

"What's going on?" She jumped down and stared outside the door with her almond-shaped eyes, watching an old man crossing the threshold carrying a large bamboo box on his back.

Judging from his age, he was about seventy or eighty years old, with a wrinkled face showing traces of time. He walked in through the snow, but there was no snow on his body.

Guilongyuan Meiya tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

"I was born in Owari Province. My name is Matsutani Daigo. I am a puppeteer who travels around the world and makes a living by performing."

The white-haired old man answered and sighed, "I have been working in this industry for decades, but I have nothing to show for it.

Oh, what a miserable life I have. "

"It's really miserable. At my age, I still have to wander around outside."

Kiryuin Meiya nodded, and then asked curiously, "What is a puppeteer?"

"It's just juggling puppets. Do you want to see it?"

Matsutani Daigo's face was full of anticipation.

"Want to see."

Guilongyuan Meiya nodded.

"Okay, I'll show you." The wrinkles on Matsutani Daigo's face relaxed, and he quickly opened the wooden box door behind him.

The wooden box doesn’t look very big from the outside, but it actually has a very spacious interior with a stage and as many as fifteen puppets hanging on it.

The exterior looks lifelike.

One of the dolls looked particularly familiar to Kiryuin Misae, with blonde hair and a face as delicate as a porcelain doll. "It looks like Kaminagi."

She showed surprise on her face, and then her expression changed drastically, "This is Kaminagi!"

Looking closely, the red and white shrine maiden costume and sword seemed to be made to imitate the appearance of Kami Nagi Rin.

But there was no Komori or her doll.

"What did you do to Kaminagi?!"

Guilongyuan Meisai was furious, her clenched fists exploded like thunder, and her big almond eyes revealed the fierce look of an angry tiger.

Matsutani Daigo seemed not to have heard her words and continued, "I am quite skilled in puppetry. Today I will perform for you a scene of a snowy deserted temple and a demon beheading three witches."

"Then let's see who kills who!"

Guilongyuan Meiya was furious. She stepped forward and punched forward with her right fist.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Matsutani Daigo didn't care and spoke in the accent of Peking Opera.

Skinny hands began to choreograph the puppets' movements.

The fist stopped suddenly, and a trace of doubt appeared on Guilongyuan Meiya's face.

The old man gave her the feeling of an NPC in a game, and all his words were based on a pre-set program.

Perhaps, there is no actual relationship between him and Kannagi becoming like this.

Guilongyuan Meiya frowned.

The darkness outside the door poured in from the missing right half of the door, transforming into the shape of wolves, pouncing forward and biting.

An idea flashed through Guilongyuan Meiya's mind. Could it be that protecting the elderly is the way to solve the mystery?

Thinking of this, she kicked her feet, changed her target, and rushed towards the pack of wolves transformed from darkness, "Ola Ola Ola!"

Electric light wrapped around his fist, the spiritual pressure in his body burst out, and the fist shadows in the sky weaved into an impenetrable net.

Scatter the wolves.

She circled around the old man repeatedly, providing absolute protection.

After Song Gu Daigo finished his play, he seemed not to notice the wolves transformed from darkness, and asked, "Little girl, how was my play?"

"very nice."

Guilongyuan Meiya answered absent-mindedly while fighting. She had no time to watch the show as she was outputting the whole time.

"You are lying!"

Matsutani Daigo slapped his thigh with his right hand, his wrinkled face turned into an extremely excited one, and he started to cry, “I know I have no talent, I have performed puppet shows for decades, but I am not famous at all.

It's so cold that I can't even buy a piece of clothing. Damn it, it's all your fault!"

Pick up a fat doll and throw it into the fire.

Like throwing firecrackers into a sewer.

There was a loud bang and the flames suddenly exploded.

The bright fire dispels all darkness.

Guilongyuan Meiya was shocked. It turned out that the intention was not to protect the old man, but to destroy him.

"Thunder God Form!"

She used her strongest move, the Thunder God Taiko appeared behind her, her electric clothes covered her body, and she punched forward.

The dazzling fire drowned out everything.

……

The darkness seemed to have no boundaries and could not be illuminated.

The heart ghost kept flying forward and never saw any scenery.

Jun Komori stood in front of the altar enshrining a headless Buddha statue, holding a lotus-shaped heart lantern in his right hand.

His brows furrowed slightly.

There was no point in continuing to search, so she controlled the inner ghost to fly back, drilled in through the gap in the door, and merged again with the protective inner ghost.

A hint of contemplation flashed across Komori's pure burgundy eyes. This dilapidated temple was the only building in the strange place.

There is a fire in the temple.

Where are Kaminagi and Kiryuin going?

She couldn't think of an answer and her eyes dropped.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind outside. She looked up at the temple gate. The flames of the inner ghost grew stronger. The darkness where there was nothing before turned into heavy snow and strong wind.

In the snow and wind, a white-haired old man came carrying a wooden box on his back. The wrinkles on his face reminded people of the cracked earth.

The young man had cloudy eyes and seemed unable to see any future.

"excuse me."

The old man stepped over the threshold.

Jun Komori's eyes are eyes that can see God. Unlike Kaminagi and Kiryuin, what is reflected in her wine-red eyes is a clay body.

Not human at all!

"I was born in Owari Province. My name is Matsutani Daigo. I am a puppeteer who travels around the world and makes a living by performing."

The white-haired old man introduced himself as soon as he entered the door, and sighed: "I have been working in this industry for decades, but I have nothing to show for it.

Oh, what a miserable life I have. "

Jun Komori didn't respond.

The Heart Ghost is always by your side to prevent possible attacks.

From what Bai Shijun said in the past, if ordinary people want to break through the weirdness, there is only one way, which is to follow the rules inside and find a way to survive.

The clay sculptor must have some purpose when he enters the temple.

"Little girl, don't be afraid. I have one foot in the coffin. What else can I do to you?"

Matsutani Daigo smiled, and it seemed that even the dirt on his face fell off with his smile, making him look even more weird.

"Ah."

Jun Komori made the minimum response, but he remained vigilant without relaxing at all.

Matsutani Daigo clapped his hands and said, "By the way, how about I perform a puppet show for you?"

"Ah."

"Haha, if there's one thing I'm best at since I was a kid, it's puppetry."

Matsutani Daigo began to mutter, “When I was seven years old, a puppeteer came to our village. I was fascinated by his exquisite puppets and skills at first sight, and I gave up my family’s fields.

He pursues the puppet at all costs, wanting to become a puppeteer like that person.

In the end, nothing was accomplished..."

When talking about the sad things, the clay sculpture's eyes shed scarlet tears of blood.

Komori Jun said calmly, "Don't you want to perform, old man?"