180 The Fate of Demand
"Nuo Gu Gu, three stars on the left, three prisons on the right, the world is turned upside down, and the nine roads are all plugged!"
Abeji gathered his mind and did not hesitate to recite the mantra silently and pat the ground with one hand.
This grudge is like a treacherous swordsman, who will do everything he can, and must be sealed immediately.
With the surging of spiritual light, the scroll on the ground seemed to come to life, and instantly wrapped the Juyi character Zezong firmly.
Ju Yi Wen Zezong immediately fell silent, and the invisible attraction disappeared.
Just as Abeji was about to lean over and pick up Kikuichi Monomune on the ground to leave......
"Smack".
In the empty cabin, a small steel ball wrapped in resentment flew towards him from the bushes.
Abeji jumped back as keenly as a cat to dodge, and the double knives in his hands accurately cut down the few small steel balls that he couldn't avoid.
"I said where did the rats get on board...... It's the first time I've seen such a good soul slayer......
In the dark cabin, the man's voice sounded a little mean, but there was no figure of the person who spoke.
"Is it invisible...... Who is Your Excellency? ”
While delaying time with words, Abeji injected spiritual power into his eyes, trying to enhance his inspiration and confirm the location of the other party.
"Don't bother, the 'inspiration' of the soul slayer will not be able to discover my ......"
Before the other party finished speaking, Abeji's ears moved slightly, and he slashed towards the direction of the voice without hesitation.
With the sound of "squeezing", it seemed that a mouse was shuttling through the grass, making his sword slash into the air.
"Smack...... Smack ......".
The strange voice sounded in another direction.
Two small steel balls in a row were thrown towards Abe Temple from two completely opposite directions.
The opponent seems to be able to not only be invisible, but also move quickly through the vegetation.
Although he didn't know what would happen if he was dropped by that strange thing, Abeji instinctively swung his sword, weaving an impenetrable sword curtain in the air.
Dozens of dense small steel balls were all cut in half by his exquisite swordsmanship in mid-air.
"Interesting, interesting...... In that case, how about trying this trick! Delmar ......"
Before the man's words were unclear, thousands of small steel balls, like a downpour, poured towards Abe Temple from the "grass" in all directions.
Even in the face of an unavoidable situation, Abeji still held his twin swords with a calm expression, and quickly spun a whirlwind of ice and fire in front of him.
Two days first-class: Flame Moon Slash.
The small steel ball was slashed by the fast-spinning knife, bounced off like a tornado, and the resentment on the steel ball also dissipated.
"Hehe, your swordsmanship is really sharp, if other unsuccessful guys come, I'm afraid it won't be pleased...... It's a pity that you're on my home turf. ”
The male voice chuckled meanly.
The greenhouse on this ship can not only bring a hidden and stable economic income, but also create an environment suitable for his ability.
Capturing the direction of the sound, Abeji's ears moved slightly, and he drew his knife and slashed.
However, as soon as he moved, his body seemed to be overdrawn, and his steps fell forward in a vague manner.
A strange resentment enveloped Abe Temple at some point, and it was entangled with his protective spiritual power.
"How could it be ......?"
Abe Temple bowed his head slightly, and several small steel balls rolled down the corners of his clothes and fell to the ground.
Didn't you get away with it completely?
He felt that the strength of his whole body was passing rapidly, and he could only use his long knife to support the ground and kneel hard.
"Can you still kneel? It seems that your spiritual power and physical strength are very strong, much more powerful than the few soul slayers who died in my hands before. ”
Saying this, from the side of the potted plant not far away, the middle tree planter slowly appeared.
"You...... Is it a half-demon? Ghosts? ”
Looking at the middle-aged man not far away who was reflecting the greasy sheen of the Mediterranean Sea in the light, Abeji asked with difficulty.
"NONO, WE'RE NOT THE KIND OF PEOPLE WHO DON'T HAVE TO BE INDIFFERENT, UNLIKE YOU LUCKY ONES WHO WERE BORN WITH INSPIRATION...... We are truly God-......"
Bending down to pick up the sealed Kikuichi script on the ground, the middle tree planter gently patted it in his hand.
"It's not nice to be stuck in that part of the corpse like this, and it doesn't look good to hand it over to 'that adult', thank you for helping me pack it......"
With that, he threw a handful of small steel balls at Abeji Temple again.
The stronger resentment poured down on his head, and Abeji's whole body fell to the ground weakly like a spasm because of the rapid flow of potassium, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.
"Can you keep your heart beating...... If you are a strong man, let you enjoy this last peace...... After all, everyone has their own destiny. ”
Looking at the young soul slayer who fell to the ground, the expression of the tree planter became a little complicated.
Once upon a time, my hair was so thick.
……
Ten years ago.
Inside the dilapidated office with the "Supernatural Retreat" hanging on the door.
Standing in the center of the office, Nakaki has long, silky hair.
"Nakasik-kun, you resign."
Behind the desk, a man in a suit with his back to him said.
The man's oily Mediterranean Sea reflected a desperate light in the dim sunset outside the window.
"President Tsunata, why...... When you saved me from the wraith, I was determined to become a qualified soul slayer and slay the evil ...... of the world."
"You've been apprenticed with me for five years, and you've not only cultivated very hard, but you've also experienced a lot of life and death situations......
The man behind the desk spoke in a somewhat embarrassed tone.
"However, the awakening of inspiration is never forced! I can't make sure that an ordinary person is safe when I am removing spirits, maybe one day...... So, write your resignation letter yourself. ”
"President's ......"
Hearing the other party's words, the young Naka-suki fell to his knees weakly.
"Go back, everyone has their own destiny...... Forcing what doesn't belong to you will eventually fail to produce beautiful flowers. ”
"I ...... I'm really ...... already."
Tears rolled down his eyes, splashing with a golden sheen in the setting sun.
"I know you've really worked harder, much harder than I am...... If you put all this energy into other causes, you may have already made a name for yourself...... I can't let you delay like this any longer. ”
Listening to President Tsunata's sighs, he was never able to say a word of refutation or justification.
Because what the president said is reasonable.
All the sins are in myself who has worked hard for five years, still can't open inspiration, and is just an "ordinary person".
Impotence is original sin!
Since being rescued from the hands of the resentful spirit in an accident, he has impressed President Tsuneta with his enthusiasm and sincerity, and has become an employee of the "Psychic Talk Center".
During these five years, in addition to assisting the president, he spent all his energy on opening inspiration in order to become a full-fledged soul relay.
After all, if you can't even see the "spirit", how can you talk about "getting rid of".
The Buddha is inlaid with beads into the body, the gold needles are punctured every week, the cow tears penetrate the eyes every day, and the Buddhist scriptures are recited......
Even in order to enhance the "yang energy" in his body, he used various cooking methods and devoured the "roots" of various creatures in the past five years.
"I ...... I know. ”
What President Tsuneta didn't see was that the eyes of the Nakatsuki planter, who was prostrate on the ground, gradually became resentful in his hair......
How could a frog who once jumped out of the mouth of the well and seen the vast scenery be willing to live in the small puddle of water in the past.
Why, some people are born with the ability to see the real world that they cannot achieve in their lifetime.
At this moment, he is willing to sacrifice everything to the demons to get a ticket to the otherworld.