I, the god, recruit witches to make money

Inspector Oki asked nervously, "Can Miss Miko beat the criminal?"

"Well, since I can detect it, the strength shouldn't be too different."

Jun Komori nodded. She had heard from Shiraishi that casting a spell would leave traces, just like a person coming into the world, it would be impossible for there to be no trace at all.

It’s just that some people are very good at hiding their abilities, and people with lesser strength cannot detect them.

The detectable traces were either left intentionally by the enemy, or the difference in strength between the two sides was not that big.

Given the current situation, she tends to think the latter.

Inspector Oki breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Can we give chase?"

"Let me try." Jun Komori remembered that Shiraishi said that the inner ghost can be one's own or someone else's, and can be used to control other people's actions and hearts.

She thought that if she could control actions and read other people's memories, she might be able to do it.

Jun Komori wanted to read the woman's memory to restore what happened last night. Maybe he could even get the criminal's appearance. "Don't let outsiders disturb me."

"Yeah." Inspector Oki walked out of the ward, wishing he could get away from her.

Chapter 120: Can't Beat Him Call Dad

The door of the ward was closed and the wind blew up the white curtains from the window.

Jun Komori didn't act immediately. He got up and walked to the window, closed the window, pulled the curtains, and returned to the bed.

It was her first time trying to read someone’s memories, so she was a little nervous and needed to do something like a ritual to calm herself down.

This is also Bai Shi’s teaching.

Every night, she, Guilongyuan and Kaminagi would gather in the living room, sometimes watching TV, and sometimes listening to Shiraishi talk about some things about spiritual practice.

There are some extraordinary insights, or some problems they have in their cultivation.

Let her have a clear impression of what her inner ghost can do.

"Don't be nervous. Shiraishi-kun said I can do it."

Jun Komori encouraged himself, wrote the words "come on" on the palm of his hand, put it in his mouth, his heart gradually calmed down, and he closed his eyes.

The inner ghost jumped up from the wick, turned into an extremely thin line of fire, drilled into the pores on the forehead of the woman on the bed, and invaded all the way.

The gurgling sound of blood flowing sounded like magma, and the thumping sound of the heartbeat was as loud as thunder.

She found the hippocampus, where the brain stores memories.

The inner ghost took over and began searching for the memory she wanted.

Huh, a picture flooded into Jun Komori's mind. Tall bookshelves were lined up on the side, and "I" was sitting there. The book on the table was Plato's Republic.

Someone next to me greeted me and I looked up.

The screen changes immediately.

The sound of rushing water felt very cool. I was taking a shower at home, getting ready to change clothes and go to bed.

Then, the scene changed again, darkness, endless darkness, and "I" lost consciousness.

She was wondering if the scene was caused by her sleep, when a ray of light appeared in the darkness, as if the world had just been created.

In a flash, the light turned into a beautiful scenery, and a European-style castle appeared on the hill.

The air was filled with fragrance, and the winding road led to the castle gate. A fairy-tale carriage was slowly approaching and stopped in front of "me". "Welcome to my castle, young lady."

"who are you?"

"I am Count Dracula."

The man who called himself Dracula stepped out of the carriage. He was wearing a tall white hat, a silver mask, a neat white suit, and a rose on his chest. "Miss, please get in the car."

Jun Komori suddenly realized that there was no sound at the scene, and the imaginary breeze blowing across his cheek felt so real.

She has been pulled into this dream, "If you see it, you will be caught."

"That's right." Dracula chuckled. This kind of Yin-Yang magic does exist in the world. If you haven't seen it, nothing will happen. Once you see it, you will fall into the magic. "You look cautious and you won't get in the car. Let's go to the castle and have a good talk."

As soon as the words fell, the scene around him changed.

What was under Jun Komori's feet was not a hill, but a balcony extending outward from the second floor of the castle. From here he could see the bright flowers blooming on the hillside and the white clouds floating in the sky.

Dracula came out with a cup of tea. "This is my dream. If you have ever had a dream, you will understand how real it feels when you don't know it's a dream."

"Want to add more?"

he asked politely.

Jun Komori went straight to the point and asked, "What did you do to her?"

“Ah,” the man sighed, and said, “This was an accident. I invited her here as a guest and treated her kindly.

Unexpectedly, she reacted so strongly and threatened to call the police. A wonderful encounter ended up like this.

I had to delete her memory because I used too much force, which caused her mental trauma. She will be fine in five days, so don't worry."

"Just for this, does she need to call the police?"

Jun Komori asked.

Dracula laughed and said, "No matter how real a dream is, it is still an illusion. Why bother with it?"

"I have to do my best to complete the order." Jun Komori replied softly.

"You've already done a good job. She'll wake up in five days and the order will naturally be completed. Why continue to take risks?"

Dracula didn't believe that the other party was willing to risk his life for such a small thing.

This was not the first time he had done something like this, nor was it the first time he had been caught.

After all, he had no ill intentions. He just wanted to give them a wonderful erotic dream experience that would not affect reality.

"If you agree, you can leave immediately."

"I don't agree."

Jun Komori's voice was soft but her attitude was firm. She decided to get rid of this scum.

Flames began to emerge from her body, and her appearance was engulfed in the fire, turning her back into a ghost.

"Then I'll just let you see how powerful I am."

Dracula stopped trying to persuade.

This is his dream, and he is the master of everything.

In an instant, the weather changed color, dark clouds rolled over the sky, and the castle became a vast ocean.

Sizzle, the heart ghost was directly in the sea, and the flames it shot out were entangled by the cold sea water and dissipated little by little.

Dracula waved his hands, and the sea water began to spin rapidly, squeezing the inner ghost.

The pressure from the deep sea came, but Jun Komori did not panic and let the flames wrap around his body.

She firmly believed that the opponent did not have the strength to easily defeat the defense.

But it is not easy for her to defeat the enemy. The attack just now proves that blind attack will be offset.

This is the enemy's dream, not our home ground...

Yes, there is also this trick.

Can you do it?

She thought she could give it a try, and the flame was no longer just defending. It resisted the enemy's attack while quietly falling to the ground.

Use the ghost in your heart to devour your dreams and turn them into your own dreams.

The man didn't notice it at first, but slowly, he realized that something was wrong and a piece of his dream was missing.

His perspective couldn't be pulled up.

"what have you done?"

This discovery made the man somewhat surprised and angry.

"No need to tell you." Komori Jun said, and his thoughts changed. The sea water disappeared, and the flame condensed into a beam and pierced through the man's body.

Quack~ The broken body turned into a large group of pitch-black crows and scattered, and cracks began to appear in the sky and the earth.

The dream is collapsing and the man wants to escape.

Komori Jun was naturally unwilling, so he stopped refining the inner ghost flame and turned it into a large net that covered the group of crows, burning them and causing balls of black gas to emerge.

"Ah! Do you really want to kill them all?"

A crow rushed out of the flames and spoke in human language.

Jun Komori didn't want to waste time and kept attacking, not giving the enemy a chance to breathe.

He dodged left and right, dived into the crack in the dream, and hurried back.

In the darkness, a flash of fire flashed up.

He was really panicked. If this crow incarnation died, there was basically no possibility for the physical body to open its eyes.

At this time, he didn't care whether his behavior would be exposed, and shouted urgently: "Father! Save me!"

Xiao Sen Chun was shocked. He didn't expect that the opponent would call him daddy when he couldn't beat him. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

The shout attracted attention, and then a huge hand came down, and a loud voice rang out, "Don't even think about leaving."

"It's no use using your power to bully the weak."

Hearing the familiar voice, Jun Komori felt relieved and continued to pounce on the crow to kill it.

Chapter 121 Please Care for the Lonely Lord

Jun Komori looks soft-hearted, has no opinion of his own and is easily influenced by others.

But those who can influence her will are often those close to her. Her determination will not change towards outsiders.

The first move is to kill.

If conditions allowed, she would even like to wipe out the entire family.

In her eyes, the fewer bad people there are in the world, the less likely ordinary people who abide by the law, like her parents, will encounter danger.

She doesn't believe that where there is good there must be evil, and she firmly believes that if she keeps killing, the bad guys will eventually be wiped out.

The flames of the inner ghost accurately pierced through the heart of the crow, who thought he was safe. Without even a scream, the flames engulfed his entire body, and black gas floated out.

The big hand couldn't press down, there was an invisible membrane blocking it, and the loud voice was full of anger, "Assholes, I want you to be buried with Taro."

The darkness breaks, and Taro's dream is replaced by Yakumo Masao.

On a desolate plain, a giant as tall as the sky stood in front, wrapped in thick dark clouds, lightning turned into spears, flames condensed into armor, and he took a step forward, and the ground melted into rolling magma.

Jun Komori didn't blink, a familiar figure appeared in front of him, "Are you scared?"

"With Shiraishi-kun here, I'm not afraid of anything."

Komori Jun answered firmly.

Bai Shi smiled, raised his head and said, "Your son crossed the line and harmed others, he deserves to die."

"Shut up!"

The giant spoke, his voice shaking the heavens and the earth, and the lightning spear in his hand stabbed downwards with mixed flames, "How can the lives of those people be compared with Taro's life!"

"Really."

He didn't waste any words, and the ghost in his heart emerged. Unlike the color of the past, today it was a dark black.

This is a manifestation of the inner demon fire being raised to its extreme.

Bai Shi waved his hand, turned around, took her hand and left.

Jun Komori looked back, and flames like ink splashed into the sky, turning into a vast sea of ​​ink, igniting lightning, flames, the sky and the earth, and embellishing the place like an ink painting.

When the giant came, he destroyed the world, and when he left, he left silently, and the whole dream collapsed in silence.

Is this Shiraishi-kun's strength?

Jun Komori was amazed in his heart, and his little hands unconsciously clenched the big hand. He secretly swore in his heart that sooner or later, he would reach this level.