"This burial vessel is still sealed in Zhongjin Kingdom, thousands of years, and it has not seen the light of day."

"But his greatest sin is not tearing the heavens and the earth apart." Yan Mi's eyes were misty: "Instead, he denied the source of life." ”

"The source of life?" Wang Heng repeated softly.

"He was resurrected." Yan Mi's expression became a little serious: "Return from Huangquan." ”

"The gods of Takamagahara are the gods of conception, and their duty is to guide people to combine and conceive until they die."

"Heaven will not allow anyone to walk through the Yellow Springs on a way home."

After being silent for a while, Wang Heng got up and said, "Mr. Yan Mi, I'm sorry for you, I've helped a lot today." ”

Yan Mi shook his head lightly and did not speak.

"Then I won't bother."

Wang Heng nodded at him and exited the room.

"Whew" exhaled a breath of turbidity, Wang Heng stretched his waist, clasped his hands behind his head, and muttered, "I'm going to be busy." ”

……

In the next two days, Bishamen was still in the same room as the servants, and everyone in the demon slaying team was a little worried, but they were all dismissed by Wang Heng, and he was the only one who stood at the door without leaving an inch.

On the third day, there was finally a strange noise in the room.

Wang Heng raised his hand, cut off the door lock, and pushed the door in.

The waiter was grabbing Bishamen's collar, the black-haired woman's always gentle face was full of despair and unwillingness, one eye turned into a monster-like scarlet, and the voice of a dying man came out of her mouth: "Why didn't anyone come to save me?" ”

Bishamen looked at her painfully, his eyes filled with tears: "Wait, don't, don't, calm down!" It was just a dream, just a nightmare......"

"It's not a dream!" The black-haired woman in the shawl let out a low roar and rudely interrupted Bishamon's words: "My name, my name...... Saori Asakusa. ”

"That'......" she stopped talking suddenly, her lips trembling.

"Original...... That's how I died. She finally muttered to herself.

A black demon mist emerged, and jet-black flesh wings emerged from her somewhat petite body with astonishing evil intent, then tentacles, and finally all.

"For"

"What"

"Nope"

"People"

"Come"

"Help me"

Evil voices wept like weeping.

Bishamon's body was covered with purple-black sickness.

The artifact named "Shi" no longer has any human form.

Wang Heng looked at her with a complicated expression, and said softly: "Bincloth." ”

The monster stood still for a moment, imprisoned by magic.

Then it moved again, and the pitch-black tentacles had a few eyes open and rolled up the bishamon.

Sorcery only works on things that have names.

In the world, there is no longer an artifact called "servant".

Wang Heng raised his hand.

"No, don't ......" Bishamen struggled to look at him: "Heng...... Don't, she'...... Nothing was wrong. ”

And refer to it.

"Wait! Bow...... Please......"

Chop down.

A white blade of light slashed out, easily slashing the monster into two pieces.

Blood splattered, spilling all over Bishamon's body.

Then a naked figure was stripped from the monster's form.

Bishamon trembled and reached out to grab something.

But the figure disappeared after just a glimpse, leaving only a few pieces of the monster's limbs, and after two "chirps", they also dissipated, and there was no trace.

Bishamen sat on his knees in a daze, staring blankly into the air, two lines of tears flowing silently.

Wang Heng walked over and squatted down.

He hugged her gently, leaned Bishamon's head on his shoulder, and said softly, "I'm sorry I didn't find out in advance." ”

Bishamen was excited, and raised his head in horror to look at Wang Heng: "Heng, you, didn't you hear it......"

Wang Heng lowered his eyes and looked at her: "It's okay, Wella, I won't demonize." ”

Bishamen opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"The gods are forbidden."

"From the beginning, for me, it didn't exist."

Bishamen was shocked.

"I know my real name, and I've never lost my memory." Wang Heng hugged Bishamen, and Bishamen subconsciously circled Wang Heng's neck.

Expected lightness.

When I walked outside the door, I heard Que and Yu's inquiry: "Heng! What happened? Is Lord Bishamon alright? What about waiters? ”

Wang Heng had prepared in advance, and if a battle broke out in the room of Bishamen, he would stop the others and not let them approach, so several people could only wait anxiously outside the corridor.

Wang Heng was silent for a moment, and said in a voice that several people could just hear: "Serve her, stabbed Lord Bishamen, and turned into a demon." ”

"According to the rules, I had to ......"

"Kill her."

Silence permeated the corridor.

Que and Yu and Qing all had expressions of disbelief, only to be mentally prepared, but they just glanced at Wang Heng and Bishamen in his arms with complicated expressions.

"The details will be explained later," Wang Heng turned around with Bishamen in his arms: "Lord Bishamen needs to get rid of the problem first." ”

……

In the backyard of the shrine, the living spring bath.

"Wella, let's get rid of the disease first." Wang Heng said softly.

Expressionlessly, Bisha removed his clothes and walked into the bath.

Wang Heng was silent for a moment, bowed and said, "Then, I'll leave first." ”

"Wait." Bishamon spoke softly.

"When did you find out this time?"

Wang Heng was stunned for a moment: "I knew that you were stabbed when the waiter was stabbed, but I guessed that the demonization of the waiter was probably after Lord Tianshen came." ”

"Is it that obvious?" Bishamen smiled bitterly: "The biggest taboo of the gods, I thought it was well hidden. ”

Wang Heng said with a complicated expression: "It's really well hidden, Que and Yu, I don't even know it." ”

He smiled bitterly: "Even if it's me, it's just speculation." ”

Bishamen was silent for a moment.

"Can you tell me how you guessed?"

Wang Heng thought about it roughly: "At the beginning, it was when Dao Zhengong told you about Miss Xiaofu. ”

Bishamen looked back in some consternation: "I remember that Dao Zhengong said it in secret language?" ”

Wang Heng's jaw head: "Dao Zhengong is really cautious, and he has prepared two sets of rhetoric in his mouth and secret language, both of which can make sense, but I may be more sensitive, so I cracked that secret language and got an answer." ”

"You knew it so early...... "Bishamon leaned his head back against the stone by the pool.

Wang Heng paused: "After knowing the taboo of the gods, I came back to check a lot of information, but I was just a little curious, not to the point where I had to solve it, so after looking for a lot of information, I temporarily put this question down." ”

"And then it's the second time," Wang Heng's eyes said with deep meaning: "This time it's Lord Gagutu, the same secret language as the gods." ”

"Most importantly, it's the first time you've ordered me to do something so strongly."

"At that time, it was like a plague in the field, and all the gods did not dare to approach, and I even thought that something was harmful to the gods, so I wanted to stop you, or let you take me with me."

"Then, you invited Dao Zhengong to come." Wang Heng said softly: "After being stabbed, especially after the warlock, especially before Dao Zhengong left, let me pay attention to your safety, let me confirm the guess in my heart." ”

"So I thought about it, what's the connection between these times."

"The first mention was that Miss Xiaofu was replaced, and the reason for her concealment was the demonization of the artifact.

The second time was when Dao Zhengong's artifact was killed, but Dao Zhengong had no ill will towards the Night Fighting God, and it can even be said that he was a little grateful. Under what circumstances would the god be grateful if the artifact was killed? All I can think of is demonization, and it's irreversible demonization. ”

"So there are already consequences on this issue: the god's taboo will lead to the irreversible demonization of the artifact."

Wang Heng paused after speaking, and after sorting out his mind for a while, he continued: "Then there is the cause of demonization. ”

"There is actually very little information about the replacement of Miss Xiaofu mentioned by Dao Zhengong, so I mainly look at it from the things that follow."

"Dao Zhengong's artifact was killed, the reason was that the warlock said a word to her, and the reason why the Night Fighting God did it, she did say a word herself."

"Coupled with the fact that the gods at that time looked like they were afraid of infectious diseases, it is certain that the taboos of the gods can be transmitted by language."

So I thought, what is there that the gods know but the artifacts don't? In particular, the artifact must be a necromancy. ”

"What's the difference between after death and before death?"

Then I discovered this blind spot in my vision: I had memories of my life. But the other artifacts have never heard of anything about their memories in life. ”

"And the incantation you recited when you first took the artifact."

"Get a false name, keep it here." Both of them read out at the same time.

"Therefore, I arbitrarily made a judgment: the god taboo is the real name of the artifact held by the god before his death."