Just as the two girls looked at Sousuke Araki in a daze, the boy who had been knocked to the ground by his parents' obsession came to him and reached for one of the stones that had bounced off his hip.

"It's been like this......"

The kimono girl sighed softly, as if she had anticipated what was about to happen.

"Only the fact that I don't want to see children suffer will never change."

The moment he picked up the stone, the boy's whole body bloomed with a crystal white light.

"Thank you......"

Glancing down at his body in surprise, he closed his eyes with a sweet smile, folded his hands awkwardly, and bowed obediently to Sosuke Araki.

Immediately, the boy turned into a white point of light flying in the sky and drifted with the wind to the other side of the Santu River.

"This, just touch, touch...... Super, super, transcendent Buddha?! ”

Looking at this bleak and warm scene, Mochizuki Ayano couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaim, she couldn't even straighten her tongue.

Although she knew that Sosuke Araki, as a reincarnated Venerable, must have a profound background and many Buddhist methods, this was the first time she had seen the other party "remove spirits" with her own eyes.

This guy has obviously been turned into a stone statue by this black chain, and he can't protect himself, but he still has the strength to turn the dead into a Buddha?!

"Hee-hee-hee......"

On the Saihe Plain, the children who were originally bowing their heads and leaning on the stones in front of them stopped their movements one by one, raised their heads to look at the companion who had dissipated with the wind, and showed a happy expression for each other.

They are trapped on the source of the Saihe River tirelessly, forgetting the time to build this offering tower, waiting for the moment of re-entering the reincarnation?

Then, the thousands of gray-faced children, ignoring the pile of rocks in front of them, which could never be built, gathered in an orderly manner towards Sousuke Araki, who was pouting his hips and facing the ground, maintaining an "ostrich" style.

The holy fluorescence shone on the scorched earth of the Saigawarahara and stained the surface of the Santu River.

Every time a fleshy little hand pats Sousuke Araki's upturned buttocks, it means that a child's soul turns into a point of light and "becomes a Buddha and ascends to heaven" in the laughter of silver bells.

A child's spirit glowing with white light densely surrounded Sosuke Araki, covered in black runes and with his hips facing the sky, folded his hands like the most devout believer, bowed slowly to him in thanks, and then turned into light and left.

In the eyes of the stunned Mochizuki Ayano, this scene is as strange and poignant as some kind of large-scale evil god totem worship.

The white points of light were reflected in her amber eyes, as blurry as a galaxy of stars.

"Yawn ......"

A few hours later, Ayano Mochizuki, who was sitting by the rocks by the river, stretched her sleepy body.

“…… It's finally almost over. ”

Saiheyuan, which was originally filled with countless children's spirits, has become empty at this moment, leaving only the small stone piles, telling the stories that have happened here.

Not far away, Sousuke Araki still maintained the "ostrich pose" of his face on the ground, allowing the few children at the end to reach out and pat him on his upright buttocks, and then turn into white light and ascend to heaven.

In the dark red sky, the black rope composed of resentment still poured into his body without stopping.

I don't know how long this weird scene has lasted.

After a long time, Mochizuki Ayano now sees the scene of those children gathering together to become Buddhas, and there will be no more waves in her heart.

"Sosuke Araki, which eminent monk in history was reincarnated to be able to transcend such a large number of spirits into a Buddha just by physical contact......

Holding her chin, she became more and more curious about Sousuke Araki's identity.

Looking at the black bodhisattva looming behind Sosuke Araki's back with the strip of cloth on his back, an astonishing thought flashed through her mind.

This guy, is it possible that he can still be ......

Tearing open the closed gates of hell with his bare hands, unconsciously turning resentful spirits into Buddhas, and even the "outer demons" who are covered in eyeballs and singing songs that the gods can't resist are no match for him......

These astonishing actions have long been beyond the scope of "soul destroyer" or even "high monk" in her cognition.

"He's not Jizo."

It seemed that she heard the voice in her heart, the voice of a girl in a kimono, suddenly appeared in her ears, reminding her of a "person" in the middle of the river not far away.

For the past few hours, the kimono girl has been kneeling on a boat in the middle of the river without saying a word, quietly watching Sousuke Araki from a distance like a stone statue with her, offering "free Buddhahood" business to these children in line.

Because it was so quiet, even Mochizuki Ayano forgot about the existence of the other party.

"Jizo...... Already...... Dead ......"

The girl stared at Sosuke Araki's back quietly with a complex look of sadness, incomprehension, nostalgia, and awe, and sighed in a voice that only she could hear.

"Phew, I'll just say, how can such a bad guy be...... Wait, what did you just say about Jizo? ”

"Don't ask, don't hear, don't trust, don't think, don't remember. Even your eyes are not to be looked at. ”

Glancing at the kimono girl who was expressionless and seemed unwilling to continue the topic with herself, Mochizuki Ayano bowed slightly to the other party with some vigilance: "It's been a long time, and I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Mochizuki Ayano, and the head-down stupid guy over there is called Ayano ......"

“…… I know. ”

The kimono girl glanced at the towering tree behind Saigawara, and replied thoughtlessly.

You know?

What do you know?

was interrupted by the other party, Mochizuki Ayano didn't care, but raised his eyebrows slightly, becoming more and more curious.

"It's been so long, and you haven't consulted your Excellency, right?"

Anyway, she just wants to know more about her current situation through this girl, as long as the other party is willing to speak.

"I'm ...... The extradition of the Santugawa River is also a practitioner of the will of hell. ”

The girl stood still on the boat from afar, and introduced herself coldly.

"So, you're here to extradite us to hell?"

Hearing the other party's words, Mochizuki Ayano subconsciously moved two steps, faintly blocking between Sosuke Araki and the girl.

"After crossing the Santu River, you have officially stepped into the realm of 'death', and there is no turning back...... Therefore, I do not intend to let you move on. ”

The kimono girl blinked her beautiful blood-colored eyes and gave the exact opposite answer.

"If you are allowed to pass, the whole hell will be troubled."

"Troubled? So, if you don't want us to pass, do you want us to stay by the river and build stones? ”

In the face of the other party's vague answer, Mochizuki Ayano, who had originally made many plans such as lobbying, threatening, cheating, inducement, self-sacrifice, and dying together, suddenly couldn't react.

"For this situation that shouldn't have happened now, we have to blame the guy who is messing around, but it has already taken advantage of the chaos to run out......"

did not deny Mochizuki Lingnai's words, the girl frowned, the Qi bangs in front of her forehead were windless, and her face was expressionless, but for some reason she had a sense of pity, gloom and grievance.

“…… It's up to me to face this mess. ”

It seems that even she herself has not figured out how to properly handle the situation in front of her.