I, the god, recruit witches to make money

Chirp, flames came in from the window gap, fell to the ground, and scattered into balls of fire. Jun Komori walked out of the fire, looking around with his wine-red eyes.

The flame rolled back onto the wick, and she walked over to the woman's body. Her head was twisted back, her eyes were wide open, and her gray face showed that she had been dead for some time.

He didn't just die, Jun Komori came to this conclusion. He suddenly realized that the scene he just saw happened in the past.

This made her understand more and more why she should not pay attention to the details.

If one is to go into detail, it is difficult to say how one sees the past.

The art of Yin and Yang is mysterious, and its process is equally mysterious and uncontrollable. Those who can understand it can understand it, and those who cannot will never understand it in their lifetime.

Of course, this doesn't mean that there is no logic at all. Correct thinking is equally important. She can't think of something that is completely impossible to do.

"What did you see?" Bai Shi took a step back and came in from the main gate.

Jun Komori said in a gentle voice: "This woman has a special relationship with the evil spirits. She attracts men to feed on them."

"They're probably lovers at this age. This happens occasionally. They treat the evil spirit as their boyfriend's resurrection after his death."

Bai Shi shook his head. When the net of education is spread out, there will always be some people who regard it as poison and try to find loopholes in the net to escape.

Anyone who pays close attention in class will understand that the evil spirits will not attack close people at first. There is indeed some influence from the dead, but that influence will soon disappear without a trace.

After all, after a person dies, he is separated from everything in his life. If he forces himself to stay in the world, he will be corroded by negative energy and become a monster that craves flesh and blood.

"Someone came in from behind, killed her, and took away the evil spirit."

When Jun Komori said this, he frowned slightly and said, "Shiraishi-kun, do you think the person behind is good or bad?"

Bai Shi smiled and said, "You already have the answer, so do it according to your idea."

"Yeah." Jun Komori nodded slightly. She would never make a judgment on something easily. Whether it was good or bad, she would always find someone to ask.

She controlled the inner ghost to leave the wick and pounce on the woman's neck, trying to capture any remaining traces of that person.

The flames adhered to the woman's entire body, and she tried hard to pursue them, trying to see through the fog.

Gradually, she saw a very vague picture, expecting some reaction from the other party so that she could deepen the picture along that slight reaction.

The other party obviously understood that and did not fight back. The blurry picture became even blurrier and disappeared from her sight.

Komori Jun opened his eyes, his wine-red eyes showing a hint of helplessness. He turned his head and said, "Shiraishi-kun, I have to trouble you to take action. I can't catch him."

"Don't feel discouraged, you've done great to get this far."

Bai Shi comforted her, rubbed her head with his hand, and said with a smile: "Leave it to me next."

A green flame suddenly appeared and transformed into a thin-waisted dog, landing on the woman's neck, sniffing the scent of the murderer, and the flame exploded, sweeping away the two people.

……

Once the Hellhound has tracked its target, it will return to this space, and the blue flame will spit out two people, and the flame itself will disappear.

As soon as he landed, Jun Komori immediately noticed that something was wrong with the air. It was cold and sticky, and malice seemed to fill the entire street and penetrate into people's bodies through their pores.

With her wine-red eyes, she saw that the roads and the walls outside the two-story houses commonly seen in the countryside were all painted with special symbols.

It is difficult to see what the symbol specifically is, but one can sense a feeling of nausea that distorts one's vision.

Her pupils became dilated, and she could detect a hint of the God of Spring from the symbol. "Are you from the Cult of the God of Spring?!"

The flame of the heart ghost on the Precious Lotus Lantern flickered, her delicate face was covered with cold murderous intent, and even her tone became icy.

The busy man in front stopped painting, stood up, and scratched his fluffy curly hair that hadn't been washed for many days. He muttered, "Damn it, I was almost discovered."

He looked to be in his thirties, with stubble on his chin, and wore a black short-sleeved shirt and loose casual pants. "There is no other way, I will let you all join this ceremony to worship the God of Spring. If you can gain His attention, you will also gain powerful divine magic."

"I have prepared the ritual. There are ninety-nine people in this village and one evil spirit."

"Shut up!" Jun Komori growled, and the inner demon left the wick and turned into a beam of flame and moved forward.

The man didn't expect her to be so decisive. She acted right away. It was obviously a good thing, so couldn't she consider it?

He raised his hand.

The flames of the inner ghost pounced down, "Ah."

The man wailed, fell backwards to the ground, rolled a few times, and then stopped moving. The smell of barbecue emanated from his body.

The flame retracted the wick, and Jun Komori looked a little confused. He turned his head to look and asked in confusion: "Shiraishi-kun, what's going on?"

Shiraishi answered truthfully: "It's a puppet."

"Yes."

A hoarse voice sounded, and the man's burnt cheek bulged, from which several small black bugs crawled out.

Buzz, the sound of the flapping membranous wings was heard, and black mist rose from the surroundings, covering the sky above the village.

Upon closer inspection, the black fog is actually a dense mass of small black bugs.

Bai Shi has never liked the method of refining Gu because it is too disgusting to use.

A skinny old man landed in the center of the Binding Evil Spirits, surrounded by insects. His eyes were sunken and glowed green. “Showing too much strength at the beginning will only attract the attention of stronger people. It’s different when using puppets.

Boy, you are good at tracking, but I wonder if you have the ability to escape."

The old man said, his face showing the coldness and joy of a vulture staring at rotten meat, "As for you, the little girl has delicate skin and tender flesh... Hey, those eyes, so that's it, you are the little daughter of the family that boarded the spiritual child.

Tsk tsk, you are so lucky to see God twice in your life. "

Jun Komori didn't waste any words. The heart ghost flame rushed forward, but one black poisonous insect after another blocked it.

They are not afraid of high temperatures or low temperatures, and can ignore attacks from swords and even the flames that devour the inner demons.

"Hmm." Jun Komori groaned, his expression still showing that he refused to give up. The flame changed from large-scale to a beam, trying to bypass the layers of poisonous insects in a needle-thin manner and attack the controller behind the scenes.

The old man showed a trace of mocking smile on his face, "Haha, you are so young, but you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Do you still want to fight with me?"

Although there were a large number of poisonous insects, the old man did not find it difficult to control them. He wrapped up the needle-thin heart ghost flame layer by layer.

Jun Komori felt that there was impenetrable ice all around him, and he became anxious.

"Don't panic," Bai Shi put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Leave it to me."

Chapter 144 Sisters who care about each other

"hehe."

Yamaoka Mannosuke sneered. He was a treacherous person and would always lower his posture towards strong people who were not easy to deal with.

He has always been extremely cruel to those who are weaker than him, as if he wanted to regain the dignity he lost from the strong.

It was not yet time for the sacrifice, so he was not in a hurry to do his business and had some free time to deal with the two prey that had fallen into his net.

It's just a pity for that man.

Under normal circumstances, if he met someone who was good at tracking, he would still choose to make friends with him.

In this situation, the only option is to use ruthless force. Yamaoka Mannosuke's eyes flashed with ferocity.

Seeing that the relationship between the two is very close, leave the man to torture her slowly, and then force the little girl... hehe.

He gave a wicked smile.

For a dry body, nothing is more moisturizing than the skin of a young girl.

A large number of black gold Gu rushed towards Bai Shi as he thought of it, aiming to eat his limbs.

"Immolate yourself." Bai Shi ended the battle with just one sentence without further ado.

Whoosh, the black mist-like poisonous insects suddenly turned red, burning one by one, and falling on the street like maple leaves.

"Puff," Yamaoka Mannosuke spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

Looking at the corpses of poisonous insects all over the ground, his mind was a little confused, as if he had just entered the World Cup finals, but before he even got on the field, he was notified that he had lost.

Then, he reacted and shouted loudly: "Wait!"

As soon as the inner ghost was freed, it immediately turned into a beam of fire that pierced his chest and then spread outward throughout his body.

"Ah!" Yamaoka Mannosuke let out a shrill howl, and then there was no movement. The blood in his body evaporated. The inner ghost turned around and pounced on the bound evil spirit again.

Sizzle, the evil spirit lowered its head, said nothing, and disappeared without a trace under the burning of the flames.

The inner ghost returned to the wick, and the flame flickered, illuminating her delicate face, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

Without removing his hand from her shoulder, Shiraishi said gently, "Okay, it's over."

As he spoke, the symbols painted on the walls and roads disappeared, and the air was no longer cold.

Jun Komori came back to his senses and nodded, "Yeah."

……

It was nine o'clock in the evening. For Jun Komori, this time was already late at night.

She changed into a thin pajamas and got into the cold bed. As soon as she closed her eyes, she thought of those words again.

"Tsk, tsk, you are so lucky to see God twice in your life."

Jun Komori didn't think he was a lucky person, but he had to admit that the other party was right.

If a person can see the God of Spring once, the probability of winning the jackpot is already high. How can he meet him a second time?

Thinking of that question, Jun Komori became upset and turned sideways, seeing the inner ghost living in the wick.

An idea came to her mind, and she let the inner ghost leave the wick, drill out through the gap in the window, and rush up to the dim night sky.

The inner ghost is equivalent to a part of her body, allowing her to hear the whistling wind caused by high speed. When it reaches a certain height, the air becomes heavy.

She did not force the inner ghost to continue to go up and out of the effective control range. Otherwise, the inner ghost would collapse and affect her safety.

She remained at this height, gazing at the scenery below through the inner ghost. The lost stars in the sky were moved to the earth by humans and decorated in thousands of homes.

The night view of Tokyo slightly reduced her irritability, and then she saw a beam of fire suddenly rising below.

She looked closely and found that it was another inner ghost, with very clear facial features, like a smaller version of Bai Shi.

"Mr. Bai Shi?" There was no need to speak, as the inner ghosts could communicate with each other through thoughts.

"I sensed the fluctuations of Dharma thoughts and was worried that something might have happened to you."

"Sorry, I'll be back right away." Jun Komori was like a student who was caught by his homeroom teacher when he tried to climb over the wall to surf the Internet. He was so upset that his inner demon could hardly maintain his shape and he rushed down quickly.

Bai Shi's inner demon turned into a huge fire net and covered him, "Okay, I'm not blaming you for not sleeping."

"Don't keep any worries to yourself. You can talk to me at any time. This is also the responsibility of the Lord God."

"Shiraishi-kun, I'm fine, I just want to get some fresh air." Komori Jun suppressed his inner fear and chose not to continue rushing down.

She still had some self-awareness and wanted to wait for the fire net to clear.

Bai Shi covered him domineeringly, "You can't leave unless you tell me. Tell me, are you worried about the Spring God Sect?"

"..." Jun Komori was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Well, I don't know how to find the God of Spring in the future."

"You think too far ahead."

Bai Shi shrunk the flame back to his appearance, “Now you just need to do what you can and accumulate little by little.

With your progress in cultivation, you will get the answer sooner or later."

"Until then, keep getting stronger."

Bai Shi rubbed her head out of habit, and a scene from memory flowed into her mind.

……

It was a sunny afternoon, with the sound of cicadas chirping in the trees, and Caesar was lying in the shadow of the living room.

The girl with long black hair held the iced milk tea in her right hand and took a big sip.

"Xiao Kui, have you really decided?"

The scene suddenly stopped, and Shiraishi's hand had left Komori Jun's inner ghost, and he asked, "You didn't see any strange scenes, did you?"

He had just gotten used to it and had forgotten that the two of them were in a state of conflict. Once they came into contact, if their minds were not restrained, it would be easy to expose each other's thoughts.

"No, why are you asking, Shiraishi-kun?"

Bai Shi tried: "You really can't lie."

"I'm sorry, I saw Shiraishi-kun's memories."

Komori Jun was young after all, and quickly admitted that she was lying, and asked curiously: "Shiraishi-kun, what did you ask your sister to decide?"