After Fujiwara Ki temporarily became the god of death, two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

These days, Gensokyo has officially entered winter, and it has been snowing, and neither people nor monsters like this environment very much, and a certain BBA has not been seen for nearly a month and a half.

After the number of yokai decreased, Fujiwara Ki also received a job from hell.

It was still a snowy day, and the snow in the forest was knee-high, and the cold wind outside the forest mixed with the howling of snowflakes made the woods much more comfortable.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak......"

Thickened boots leave a deep footprint.

Fujiwara Ki rubbed his hands and sighed, the short warmth made the meridians under the skin active, and the process of moving blood luck dispelled the chill on the fingers, but soon the meridians were blocked again, and the chill invaded from the skin again.

"Suck, suck—"

Fujiwara snorted and pulled out the map and scythe.

"I'll see, between the monster mountain and the beast road, well, the sea of monsters, that's it. ”

Reimu and Yuyuko have introduced several places in Gensokyo that you can't go.

One is the Demon Realm Passage hidden in the mountains and forests to the north, the other is the depths of Hell in the west, the other is the flower fields in the southwest, and the Nameless Hill in the northwest.

Although Hell Fujiwara Ki has been there, he has not gone deep into the darkest part of hell, in comparison, humans and the underworld can be counted as heaven, and the world full of sin in traditional mythology is the real hell, and the right and wrong hall of Shikihime is the last level that separates these two worlds.

Shiki Yinghime is judging the guilty every day, and behind it is the dark abyss, and the pressure she faces can be imagined.

These days when Fujiwara Ki was a god of death, Shikihime didn't plan to let him come into contact with those things.

With the identity of the Grim Reaper as a guarantee, at least the superficial hell is still quite safe for him.

The sea of trees mentioned here is a mountain forest adjacent to Mt. Yokai, the Sun Flower Field, and the Forest of Magic, and like the Nameless Hill, there are many youkai who usually gather.

In the past, due to feudal superstition, people in Nameless Hill often discarded disabled babies there, although this phenomenon is quite rare now, and there are still youkai wandering there.

Due to the proximity of the sea of trees here to Mt. Yokai, after the mountain was occupied by tengu and kappa, many niche yokai were scattered here, and although there were not many yokai who deliberately ate people, it was still quite dangerous.

"It's strange, doesn't it mean that a group of villagers have disappeared here, and there are no corpses, let alone resentful spirits. ”

Fujiwara looked around, but there was no other intelligent creature except for a green-faced ghost hanging upside down from a branch.

"I said, you've been with me for a long time, what do you want to do? If you can speak, you should make a sound, or if you can't speak, you can squeak. ”

Fujiwara jumped up the tree and sat down at a distance from the youkai.

The blue-faced ghost kept staring at Fujiwara's face, and his dark eyes didn't show any emotion, and Fujiwara couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

"I said this demon brother, seeing that you are green from head to toe, and you are still shiny, although I don't know if you were drowned or poisoned, I think it should have nothing to do with me. If you want to eat me, although I am a living person, I am also a god of death, and I am also the court master of the White Jade Tower in the underworld. See this scythe? It's a symbol of death, and you can't just eat it, and you can't let others see it when you eat it, and even if you finish eating, you can't leave any evidence, and I feel like you can't beat me, so why keep staring at me. ”

The blue-faced ghost didn't move, his eyes still staring at Fujiwara.

"Hey, believe it or not, I harvested you and packed you into hell, and saw the sandbag-sized aura mass behind me, this is all a restrained soul, with this scythe that destroys the evil EX, although it is cool for me to cut you in half with this knife, but after that, there is no spiritual power to keep warm, and it is just a little suffering, and there is no loss. If you want me to say that everyone gathers together and disperses, they don't owe each other, and maybe they can eat eight-eyed eels together in the beast road in the future. ”

Fujiwara Ki said for a long time, but from the saliva that flowed from the corner of the blue-faced monster's mouth, he knew that this monster didn't seem to understand human words, so he gave up the explanation, patted the snow on his body, and jumped down from the tree, and the green-faced monster naturally followed, Fujiwara Ki didn't care about it, and continued to look for human corpses.

The deeper you go into the sea of trees, the dimmer the light becomes, and the terrain becomes more complicated.

Fujiwara tightened his grip on the scythe, his eyes scanning the corners around him that he couldn't see.

Every youkai has a set of tips for sneak attacks, and without using spell cards, few humans can survive the sneak attacks of monsters. Although human beings have a highly developed mind and sociality, and the vast whole presents a power that is enough to change the world, for the individual, it is still a thinking reed, like an ant colony.

Through a thicket, a clearing appeared in the woods, where there was much more snow than elsewhere, and in some low-lying places it was even half a body.

"It doesn't look like there's anyone here. ”

Fujiwara Ki swept around, it seemed that there were no monsters living here, and there were no traces of wild beasts, so it was a good place to stop and have lunch for the time being.

Yuyuko-sama should be having lunch with Youmu right now, and the shrine maiden should still be lying hungry on the cash box.

Fujiwara Ki holds dry wood in one hand and prepares to make a fire in the clearing.

Suddenly, a stone stumbled under his feet, and Fujiwara only had time to whimper, and his face plunged into the snow, and a cold poured in down his collar and waist.

"Shhhh

Fujiwara Kiki jumped up with a swish, shivering all over, cleaning the snow off his body, feeling the wet feeling after the snow melted on his neck and waist, even if he usually pays attention to his mouth, he couldn't help but burst into foul mouth.

"MMP, a good vacant lot, where is the obstructive thing, and there can be someone ....... ”

Fujiwara rewrapped his clothes and muttered and kicked away the snow around him, and when he saw what was under the snow, he swallowed the words back in his mouth.

Fujiwara's face was a little ugly, and he cleaned up the snow of seven or eight meters around, revealing the original appearance of this clearing.

"It's like a slaughterhouse. ”

The ground around it was full of skeletons, and the ground had been soaked in too much blood, and after a long time, it had turned black and brown. The corpses here have been put up for some years, and the latest ones seem to be five or six years old, and there are still large areas of snow around that have not been cleaned, so you can imagine what terrible things have happened here.

Although a lot of people died here, there were no resentful spirits, and it seems that the activities of the yokai were avoided here, so it seems that there are some great youkai living here.

"There are many unknown places in Gensokyo, I remember that Miss Aqiu has remembered this sea of trees, I should be able to ask her. ”

Fujiwara Ki walked around and found no clues, fearing that he would encounter a youkai here, so he left quickly.

After discovering a large number of corpses, Fujiwara Kiki felt that it would be better to do the work of the Grim Reaper as much as possible and leave early.