"Gods are not rare, what's going on. Walking on the streets of the world, Fujiwara Ki asked Fujiwara Meihong, and the other party had an impatient expression, as if he owed her hundreds of dollars.

Although her expression looked unpleasant, Fujiwara Meihong explained: "There are eight million gods in Japan, which means that everything has a spirit, and there are gods everywhere you go. "Eight million" means infinite. The gods themselves exist in time, but the names given by people give them a role. ”

"Ah Qiu also said that the name of the human race will give the gods and monsters the value of their names, I don't understand what she said, but you also mentioned this, can you ask what this is about?"

It is a good character not to be ashamed to ask questions, and it is not a shame to ask people who are inferior to you.

"Didn't Ah Qiu say that?"

"I'm sorry, but she's saying that a person's name will give birth to a god or a monster with that name, but I don't know a little about it, and I'd like to ask about the name and the role of the god. ”

"Well, that's what it means. However, there is a slight misunderstanding of the idea that the name gave birth to the gods, in fact, strictly speaking, the gods originally existed, but the names gave the gods a label and gave them the power to be borrowed. ”

Seeing Fujiwara Kiki's confused expression, Fujiwara Meihong thought for a moment, pointed to the sword he was carrying, and said, "In the case of your sword, when it is generally mentioned, what do you think it does?"

"Slash people. ”

"It's straightforward. Fujiwara Mei's red and cold face finally smiled, "The sword is a weapon, and it is named after the sword, so it is naturally used as a weapon, but if I call it a crutch, it is the function of a crutch." ”

As Fujiwara spoke, she suddenly reached out and reached into Fujiwara's waist, and the long-term exercise made him react quickly.

Picking up his hand, he lifted the scabbard and put it up to the side, Fujiwara Ki's reaction made her sister's red eyes light up, and she sped up, grabbed the middle of the scabbard with her hand, and then pinched the scabbard and turned her wrist.

Fujiwara Ki's right arm is bound around his waist, and the wrist holding the scabbard is weak, and when Fujiwara Meihong turns, he loosens his fingers slightly, but the scabbard does not leave the range of his palm, and Meihong takes the opportunity to pull outward, and the scabbard begins to break away from Fujiwara Ki's control.

However, when the whole sword was about to be taken off, Fujiwara Ki stretched out two fingers and put them on the scabbard, and as the scabbard castrated, there was a crisp sound between the sword and the scabbard, and the two fingers held the scabbard and pulled out the sword.

Mei Hong's originally smiling face turned black again, threw the scabbard back, and said through gritted teeth: "A little capable." ”

"Ah sorry, conditioning, conditioning. Fujiwara took his sword back and laughed.

Fujiwara Meihong snorted and continued to explain: "Gensokyo has various gods such as mountain gods, river gods, and harvest gods, and because of the need, they have names, and it is these names that can have the authority to borrow them. However, the name can never represent the god, just like the god of autumn, she can be the god of the valley, she can be the god of the leaf, this is part of the authority, but it can also be the god of hunger, the god of desolation, the god of human sacrifice first wants what the god does. ”

When Fujiwara Meihong introduced the gods, the two had already walked to the door of the guards, and the guards inside were sorting out their weapons, shovels, and fire oil, as if they were ready to leave, and the moment they saw Fujiwara Meihong, all the young people in the team rushed up.

"Sister, you've been busy these days, do you want to come over? We are preparing to dispose of the body that was found. ”

"Just a few of you?" the other lads nodded, and judging by their movements, they seemed to have some admiration for Fujiwara Meihong.

"Where's the old man?"

"The old man's health is already a little unfavorable, after all, this matter is a little unclean, and the old man can't help much, so we let him go and rest first. Speaking of which, the short-haired young man at the beginning asked, "Who is the one next to you?"

Fujiwara Ki had only been here once before, and he had only stayed for a few minutes, and now after a few months, they had long forgotten about it, and when he asked Fujiwara Meihong, several young men were still looking at him with hostile eyes, surrounded by several people, and Fujiwara Ki just looked at them calmly.

"This is the owner of the house, Fujiwara Nori, and there is a corpse in his house, and I met him on the way. Fujiwara Mei Hongjian introduced, and her casual tone made their hostility much less.

"Same surname?" They didn't care about the corpse, but instead noticed the surname Fujiwara, and several people immediately thought of something, and they were a little flattering to Fujiwara's face.

"What do you want?" Fujiwara Meihong said loudly, "I am the only one left in the Fujiwara family now, I have absolutely no brothers, in short, I don't know how he came here, anyway, it has nothing to do with me." ”

Fujiwara Meihong seems to value her surname very much, and in order to avoid misunderstanding, Fujiwara Kiya explained, "Don't get me wrong, my surname is Fuji, and my first name is Haraki, which has nothing to do with Fujiwara." ”

After saying this irrelevant sentence, the sharp gaze of the group of young people returned.

Fujiwara Meihongcai didn't care what they were thinking, she thought about it on the side: "Well, it's not bad to let the old man enjoy his old age with peace of mind, but I don't understand the recent events in the village, Hizu Ayajin, I haven't heard of this god, is it a new god, or is it a god that is about to appear." ”

"Maybe I can help. When Fujiwara Meihong was talking to herself, Fujiwara raised his hand and said.

"It's rude to eavesdrop on girls. "I lost face from the time I grabbed the sword, and Fujiwara Meihong didn't give Fujiwara a good face, "I don't need any weak people's help now." ”

Mei Hong added an accent to the weak, specifically for Fujiwara Ki, but the lethality is not limited to Fujiwara Ki alone, and the faces of several young people around him are also a little strange.

In the affairs of the world, Fujiwara Ki does want to get involved, as for why, it can be said to be inflated, after studying in the Red Devil Pavilion for so long, Fujiwara Ki has learned a little method, and he is a little hungry and thirsty.

Although he was rejected by Meihong, Fujiwara Ki still said cheekily: "Then you always need someone with a good brain to help you." ”

"Are you saying I'm not in a good head?"

"How could you think that. ”

That's what you mean. ”

Seeing the "flirting and scolding" between himself and Fujiwara Meihong, several young people began to say strangely: "Hey, Fujiwara Ki, isn't it? Didn't you hear the eldest sister say that she doesn't need your help, what are you doing here with a cheeky face!"

"As a victim, don't I even have the right to pursue it myself?"

"Leave this to our guards, and you can just go home and rest. The young man of the guard made a gesture of invitation to the gate, obviously wanting Fujiwara Ki to leave, although the other people didn't say anything, but their eyes also revealed such a meaning, Fujiwara Meihong looked at several people indifferently, including Fujiwara Ki, and did not express his position, which made the momentum of several people even more arrogant.

"What if I have to take care of this?" Seeing the contemptuous eyes of the young man at the head, Fujiwara said with a cold face.

"I'm sorry, we'll send you back. A few young men gradually surrounded Fujiwara and prepared to push him out.

"That's enough, Ijiin, I'm in charge of this matter, you continue to deal with the body you found, and I'll go and settle the matter of his family. Fujiwara Meihong, who had been cold-faced, finally made a statement, and walked outside after speaking.

The faces of several people on the other side suddenly became ugly, and they snorted at Fujiwara Kiri, and whispered, "Be careful, boy, this is in the world." ”

Fujiwara Ki just smiled and spit out lightly: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend people." ”

Then he left.