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Now, suddenly there appeared a human being who treated these beings who had always been high and mighty as ordinary weapons. This was very strange to him, a sword spirit.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!! Interesting, really interesting! I noticed you from the beginning. You are completely different from those people. Your fighting style is only to achieve the goal. Should I say that results are supreme?

Yes, I am becoming more and more interested in you, hahahaha! Let me see how different your ending will be from that of my former master with this mentality!"

As the darkness around gradually dissipated, the demon sword Murasame was already firmly held in Xia Yan's hand. Water droplets began to spread out from the bloody blade. The blood on the blade, which seemed to have sunk deeply into the steel, began to slowly wash away the thick smell of blood along with the water droplets floating on the sword.

The originally bright blade reappeared before the eyes of the world. If the person who once held this magic sword saw it, all the blood color would be washed away, and he would definitely be extremely surprised.

After all, the blood on the blade of the demon sword Murasame has not been washed off for hundreds of years, and it seems that this demon sword also wants to start over.

He swung the blade gently, and water droplets mixed with the stinking blood scattered all over the ground, drawing a streak of bloody moonlight on the ground. Looking up and forward, he saw a scabbard floating in the air. The magic sword was sheathed, and everything had settled into dust. He didn't know how these people felt after they found out that their magic sword had been conquered by the Chinese.

Anyway, no matter what others think, Xia Yan is quite relieved now. If there are any problems in the future, those monsters will definitely come to find him. If after he returns to the country, those monsters still plan to cross the ocean to trouble him, I think that Emperor Guangwu, the only one who is not under his control, will not let those guys go.

Looking at the rapidly fading scenery around him, Xia Yan thought for a moment, then tore his clothes over his face and wrapped them around his face twice. He didn't want to let others know that he had obtained the magic sword. Fortunately, after he opened up his psychic powers, the color of his eyes and hair changed, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

He closed his eyes and felt a slight dizziness. When he was waiting to wake up, Xia Yan heard a voice that gave him a headache.

"Ah! Master, I am finally here by your side again. I have been unable to help you with your work these days. Thank you for your hard work. Please take a good rest after this. I have brought you a little pet. You should like it."

Before Xia Yan could react, he was hugged by a muscular body. However, the tone, personality, and voice allowed Xia Yan to immediately recognize who was holding him.

"Doman? I won't ask you how you replaced Watanabe teacher. Now cast a blurry Yin-Yang technique on my face, and then cast a forgetfulness spell on all the people who just appeared. Set the time limit to two hours!"

Daoman did not feel disappointed because Xia Yan pushed him away. Instead, he was very excited. After all, he was helping his master. Yes, his presence was still very useful. So he took a step back, covered Xia Yan's face with a small paper man, and then threw out a large number of small papers, surrounding this space.

Daoman ignored the confused shouts of others around him, gently raised his fingers, drew a pentagram, and then snapped his fingers lightly.

Under the influence of the powerful Yin-Yang magic, everyone present lost or had blurred their memory of Xia Yan's actions over the past two hours, and by the way, the memory of how he consciously released the Yin-Yang magic was also completely erased.

Then he held the little paper man very respectfully in front of his master and shook it gently. A hunting robe worn by an Onmyoji appeared on Xia Yan's body. The black clothes completely highlighted Xia Yan's figure, and he couldn't help but exude a bit of noble aura.

No matter what, it would be better to fool everyone and then put Xia Yan in a safe place and change him back into his original clothes.

Chapter 143: End of the trip to Japan

The girl wearing a lush green haori took two steps forward. She looked at the confused expressions of everyone present and did not explain why the entire venue became like this after they returned to this world.

The girl also understood that her master did not seem to want others to know that he was holding the magic sword. In this case, she would divert the attention of these ordinary people first!

"Everyone! I am the captain of the Shinsengumi's First Division, Okita Souji! Please calm down and listen to me first. There are a hundred demons parading around here. Please immediately go to the underground space you know to take shelter! I repeat, I am the captain of the Shinsengumi's First Division, Okita Souji! There are a hundred demons parading around here. Please take shelter quickly!"

The sound echoed in this shabby conference hall. Everyone present felt fear after hearing the words clearly, and at the same time, they couldn't help but feel a little more shocked. The reason, of course, was that Okita Souji was actually a girl!

Perhaps it is because the Japanese do have a special feeling for the Shinsengumi. After witnessing this fact, many people fell into a state of confusion.

"Someone slap me! Tell me quickly that everything just now was just a dream. Let alone the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, how could Okita Souji be a girl?!"

One of the girls, who may have always imagined Okita Souji as her boyfriend, hugged her forehead and screamed on the spot.

Okita, who had been completely accustomed to the fact that no one cared about his identity in Chaldea, was almost startled at this moment. No... to be precise, this was the reaction a normal person should have at the first moment. Chaldea was in trouble purely because Leonardo da Vinci ran out in the form of a woman, and then met King Arthur in the form of a woman.

So there is nothing to be shocked about.

But for those who were experiencing it for the first time, this was indeed extremely shocking news. Although many people were shocked, many people quickly came to their senses. Now was not the time to be serious. Even if they wanted to be shocked, they should wait until they entered the shelter. Shouldn't they be paying attention to the fact that the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons was approaching them?

The presence of such traces of battle in the venue where they were present meant that the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons had actually attacked here!

So some people who woke up hurriedly pulled their friends and ran towards the shelter. The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons was not as gentle as the magic sword that pulled them into another space for trials. If they were caught by the monsters, they might really be skinned and eaten.

Taking this opportunity to hide his true appearance, Xia Yan temporarily handed the demon sword in his hand to the old man Muramasa beside him. On the one hand, he hoped that he could check the condition of the demon sword, and on the other hand, he hoped that the old man could reforge a similar sword. It was not an easy task for him to bring the real sword back to China, so it was better to leave a fake.

Even if this fake can only deceive monsters or the Japanese military for three or four days.

For Mr. Muramasa, who possesses the aesthetic skill of swords, it was easy to identify the condition of this demon sword. Then he quietly walked to a place where no one present could see him, closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and a fake sword appeared in Mr. Muramasa's hand.

"Doman, add false memories to the old man at my finger, and then find a way to send this fake sword into his hands."

This is not to push all the dangers onto the old man. After all, the fake sword made by Mr. Muramasa has a self-destruct device buried inside it. It will completely shatter after three or four days. At that time, both the monsters and the Japanese officials will find out that they have been deceived.

The Yin Yang Master bowed slightly and said, "This is not a troublesome matter. Please leave it to me with peace of mind!"

As for the real demon sword Murasame, Xia Yan can use the alchemy and Yin-Yang magic in his mind to make a special box for the demon sword to avoid customs inspection.

After putting the real demon sword into the box and carrying it on his back, Xia Yan changed into his clothes in a place where no one was paying attention. Then he gave the subsequent instructions to the heroic spirits present.

Doman must stay with Mr. Muramasa. Although Doman is very reluctant, under Xia Yan's expression that may get angry at any time, he finally nodded. Okita can move freely, but before that, the three of them still have to try their best to eliminate the Hundred Demons Night Parade.

In addition, Xia Yan will not stop Mr. Muramasa from forging swords in this country. After all, not everyone is qualified to obtain the old man's swords, and the old man knows this.

Xia Yan watched the crowd preparing to take refuge in the underground passage, and after changing back into normal clothes, he followed them, of course bringing the dog that Dao Man had given him. He also explained that the dog would travel across the ocean and follow Xia Yan back to China when Xia Yan got on the plane. However, there was one thing Dao Man did not say...

That is, he can spy on Xia Yan through the dog's eyes at any time.

After everyone entered the underground space, Daoman's expression gradually became distorted and angry, "These damn monsters, if it weren't for them, I could have spent more time with the Master! They made the time I spent with the Master so short that it's simply unforgivable!"

Old man Muramasa turned his gaze to the other side. In fact, if there were no monsters, the Onmyoji in front of him might have to face the nagging and management of the master. However, judging by the character of this Onmyoji, he would probably be very happy to listen to the master's nagging at him. After all, that was a rare time alone.

The enraged Daoman became completely serious. The little paper man he threw out turned into another himself. He would end this Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in the shortest time possible!

After Xia Yandu met up with his classmates, they began to discuss the next itinerary. They encountered a dangerous and unusual event called the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. After seeing the preview on the Internet, everyone who originally had some fun thoughts put away their thoughts. It was too dangerous abroad, so they decided to return home.

The group, who had originally planned to stay for two more days, returned to the hotel and began packing their luggage after the crisis of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons outside was resolved. Although Daoman said that the stupid white dog could swim directly across the sea, they thought it was too cruel, so they chose the living animal warehouse, but they also spent some extra money for it.

Looking at the gradually shrinking island of Japan from the airplane window, what can I say? It was a relatively pleasant trip... probably.

Chapter 144: White Elephant Dilemma

“According to the latest data released by the Ministry of Health of Baixiang, as of local time XXXX, in the past 24 hours, Baixiang has had an astonishing 323144 new confirmed cases of the new abnormal virus, a total of 17636307 confirmed cases, 2771 new deaths, and a total of 197894 deaths.

It should be pointed out that even though the statistics are so shocking, many people still believe that the actual number is far more than this.

The Eagle News "New York Times" published a report titled "Unusual virus is rampant, and the death toll is underestimated", arguing that the actual death toll is 2-5 times the government statistics.

The White Elephants themselves do not believe the government's statistics. The day before yesterday, a White Elephant reporter counted the number of bodies cremated at various crematoriums in Madhya Pradesh and found that a total of 187 bodies were cremated that day, but the local government only reported five deaths.

......"

While Xia Yan was playing with the demon sword Murasame that he brought back from Japan, he cut a piece of ham and threw it to the white wolf named Xiaobai. In the month since he returned to China, Xiaobai has completely turned into a husky. On the one hand, it is because his life is no longer in his own hands, and on the other hand, perhaps this guy has truly experienced the benefits of being tamed.

He has a place to live and no worries about food, and to some extent, he is the one protected by the big boss. For this guy, it is the mentality of "it is better to be a dog in peacetime than a monster in troubled times".

If this white wolf often surfs the Internet, he would definitely say loudly now, "It is so lucky to be the master's dog!!"

During this month, the Japanese authorities did issue announcements to search for the sword, but the memories of all those who inquired seemed to be biased, and they could not remember who took the sword. Even the old man who took the inferior sword, even though his memory had been tampered with, noticed something unusual.

Because logically speaking, if he fought with his old friend, both sides should have suffered injuries, instead of holding the magic sword in his hand with only a little damage. The remaining monsters wanted to find something to do, but unfortunately, as soon as they showed up, they were caught and beaten up by an unhappy Onmyoji.

That’s right, even now, a month has passed, and a certain Onmyoji who calls himself the Beautiful Beast still can’t swallow the anger in his heart.

Once a monster shows up, they will be annihilated in response. This has forced the monsters who originally wanted to attack humans and demand the seal key, that is, the demon sword Murasame, in a threatening manner to now live with their heads down.

According to a monster who originally wanted to show up but gave up because others had already taken action, it was a good thing that he did not rush out, otherwise his end would have been miserable. No, to be precise, his end would have been as miserable as those monsters who showed up and were ready to threaten humans.

That damn Onmyoji, that terrible Onmyoji, has left a shadow in his heart.

What a joke! After killing the bull demon, they actually made beef shabu-shabu on the spot. They also made the leader of the pig demon into a roasted suckling pig and forced the little monsters to eat it.

As a result, all the monsters that ate the roasted suckling pig were killed by the Yin-Yang magic attached to the roasted suckling pig, and those monsters that revealed their original appearance were sold to human officials at a very low price by the Yin-Yang master, who said that they must be made into specimens.

They won't even be able to die peacefully!

If there was a forum among the monsters, all kinds of comments complaining about the current situation of monsters would have filled every corner of the forum.

Xia Yan was not aware of this and had no interest in it.

Now he was looking at the shocking figures in the news. Xia Yan had no good feelings towards his neighbor, the white elephant. In the process of saving humanity, the Indian heroes had left themselves with various heroic images. Perhaps they had done wrong things in their lives, but everyone of them was worthy of the title of hero.

Now White Elephant...most people give him a feeling of arrogance. Of course, maybe it is because only rich people have the ability to speak on the Internet now. The inexplicable self-confidence of some rich people in this country really makes people feel a little outrageous.

The abnormal virus was an abnormal event of low level that appeared last year. Almost all countries have suppressed it. Only this country, because of the internal turmoil caused by the previous Golden Armor World, caused this virus, which was not of high level and could be easily expelled by divine power, to mutate again and again.

Now it seems that under some kind of influence, a qualitative change has taken place in just one month.

Because the country of Baixiang emphasizes cremation, and even because of the influence of religion, the bodies or ashes of most people are placed in the Ganges. The Ganges, which had returned to its clear state under the burning of Karna's treasure, has turned back to its turbid state in this month, and is even worse than before.

What’s funny is that some people still say that their former holy river has finally returned, as if the river water is clear, but this is not the holy river in their hearts.

In any case, there must be a reason for this huge change. These mutated viruses may be transmitted into China at any time. China has issued several statements in succession, indicating that China can put aside past grudges and help Baixiang.

However, White Elephant is still in the stage of fighting openly and secretly for the management rights of the entire country. The nominal top management responded to countries around the world: The situation in our country is normal, very normal, and we do not need any country to interfere in our affairs.

I don’t know whether I should praise the White Elephant officials for being smart or stupid at this time.

Many people on the Internet are asking Karna to help again, but think carefully about what Karna can do at this time? Is it to help crematoriums that are short of firewood to provide cremation services without firewood?

At that time, even the ashes were blown away. To be honest, facing such a situation, Xia Yan really didn't want to send a heroic spirit to that country. On the one hand, he hated the current situation of Bai Xiang. On the other hand, Xia Yan himself was worried that the heroic spirit he sent out would be disappointed with the current Bai Xiang. But if he didn't send a heroic spirit now, the whole world might be buried with him.

On the one hand, it is necessary to end the internal disputes of White Elephant as soon as possible, and on the other hand, the abnormal virus must be dealt with as soon as possible. In this case, leader-type servants must be sent out, so let's leave it to those two.

Chapter 145: Even God Can't Be Appeased

Of course, after sending out the heroic spirits, Xia Yan continued to mutter something. The reason was simple. According to the character of the king, he would be very angry if he saw the white elephant in its current state. But thinking carefully, he was very kind to them. Otherwise, he would have sent out a god who met the divine nature directly...

Judging from the time, the heroes should have reached the interior of the White Elephant. I don't know what their condition is... Xia Yan originally wanted to go to Baixia to see the specific situation, but a dragon witch used the knight's sword in her hand to pierce through his clothes and nailed him to the wall.

"Mashu is not by your side, and the protection against the impure is not on you now. You are going to that country to see the specific situation. Are you sure you are not going to die? To some extent, I doubt whether the people sent out this time can be safe and sound."

In the words of the Dragon Witch, she even wanted to call that country in this world a singularity, after all, only a singularity could be so bizarre! According to online assessments, 2/5 or even more people in the country have been infected with the virus.

If Plague, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, had not released his own treasure, it would have been a miracle to achieve such a situation to some extent. However, this miracle was not a good thing. Even the Dragon Witch, who had always been unwilling to admit that there were gods in this world, felt a little emotional. Is the situation in this country really not a punishment from God?

Under such circumstances, Xia Yan had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​going to Baixiang in person.

In India, near the snow-capped mountains, this area is less affected by the abnormal virus than most areas in the country. But even so, many people are still sick. A mother kneels in front of a statue enshrined halfway up the snow-capped mountains, holding her child. Her body is covered with wounds.

These wounds are not only the scratches and frostbite left on the child's body while protecting himself and climbing the snow-capped mountains, but also the wounds caused by beatings because her husband felt it was embarrassing to bring the child out to seek medical treatment. In the words of her husband, the official said that there is no problem, so what is there to worry about?

It's shameful to be so irrational over such a small matter.

This is the man's evaluation of his behavior. It's not that the mother doesn't believe what the official said, but she once believed it, but it was of no use. It was not until her child became weaker and weaker and the hospital was unwilling to accept him that the mother came to her senses.

Look at the bodies lined up outside the crematorium, look at the compatriots who died in the hospital or in front of the hospital. There is a shortage of firewood and oxygen. When this mother sees the world clearly, she can't help but wonder whether this country has really received God's punishment.

After being rejected by the hospital, the mother resolutely decided to pray to God. If there really is a God in this world, and if the God she has always worshipped will really protect her child, it would not matter even if he takes his life.

When the mother came to the statue, she found that a temple appeared behind the statue at some point. The mother was very tired after climbing the snow mountain. She even thought it was an illusion caused by fatigue, because in front of the temple there was a girl with a pink elephant hat with a broken tooth on her head.

The girl has a slightly plump belly and is constantly fiddling with a game console in her hand. It seems that the game process is very much in line with her expectations. The big pink ears on her hat are constantly flapping.

"Ganesha!! How many times have I told you not to play games for so long? Do you still have eyes?!"

After hearing this voice, the girl straightened up quickly as if she was startled, and hid the game console in her hand in an unknown space, just like a child who had made a mistake, "I didn't play it! Ah... think about it carefully, I am not a pure Ganesha..."

A goddess wearing a snow lotus on her head, a blue dress and holding Shiva's trident walked out of the temple. However, the expression on her face was not very good at the moment. "What did you just say? Ganesha~"

The girl swallowed her saliva and became even more flustered. "It's like a baby! Ah~, that, uh, I... I didn't say anything. It's too bad to talk without thinking or to fool people with a smile. This is what people at home would say... Ah, a friend called me, I'll leave first..."

The girl stood up and wanted to run out of the temple, but the moment she moved, she saw a young mother holding her child.

"Ah, Mother, can you please wait a while before you punish me? Now is the time to show your power! Let those who still believe in us reap the rewards of their faith!!"

The goddess who was about to teach her child put away her angry expression after discovering the presence of outsiders, and then quickly walked to the young mother, "Hello, young mother. I am the goddess Parvati. Although I am not that mature after being born in this young girl's body, I will definitely remember your expectations."

"Goddess Parvati... is she really the goddess of Parvati? Please, please save my child, I beg you! I have no other options! My family and the hospital have all given up on my child! But I don't want to! He is my own flesh and blood, and I don't want to be separated from him!"

Ganesha's lazy face showed a somewhat shocked expression, "Has the situation down the mountain developed to this extent?"

Parvati frowned and glanced at her child. "The Master didn't tell us too many details. What did you learn?"

Ganesha glanced in another direction and smiled awkwardly, "Maybe God doesn't want us to know the current situation of this country... Ha... Hahahaha... To be honest, after Ganesha knew the current situation of this country, he was really angry! But now it is better to help this child first."

Parvati, like most mothers, glared at her child fiercely, and then set her sights on the child in the arms of the young mother in front of her, "What a serious illness... If I were a god of medicine, I could expel the disease in an instant... But now I'm afraid it will take dozens of minutes..."

Chapter 146: The Lowest Luck Level in History

After hearing his mother's mumbling, Ganesha couldn't help but shook his head. In fact, his mother was already very powerful, but there were many servants in Chaldea who were good at healing. Compared to those who could easily create elixirs of immortality or activate the Third Graal of Dharma, his mother was really not a healing god.

Although as gods, expelling curses and diseases is one of their abilities.