Bishamonten, after the generational change, also fell into the initial predicament of Sugawara Michizane.

As a martial god known for his ferocity, after learning of his death after the change of generations, Bishamen frantically hunted all the monsters to vent, sometimes falling into a siege, even at the expense of his life at the expense of injuries, and even destroyed several artifacts.

The artifacts began to fear her, and she had to find the newborn artifact herself.

The new artifacts that are uncertain are unsurprisingly more vulnerable.

It's getting harder and harder to slay demons.

Even the heavens began to feel uneasy, because she had spread to this world.

Sugawara Michizane picked up Bishamonten, who was on the verge of madness.

It took three years to isolate all the artifacts, and even to bring any artifacts with herself, and together with Bishamen and Meiyu, she traveled to every shrine of Bishamonten, and the family that enshrined her.

The prayers of the believers, the fireworks of the mortal world, the wars that can be seen everywhere, and the tired people pry open the irritable shell of the name "restlessness" of Bishamon and awaken the desire of the beginning of birth.

So there is today's Bishamontian.

The constant storage of artifacts, even broken ones, is not her atonement.

It was also the artifact left behind during that period of madness, perhaps out of fear, he didn't dare to interfere too much with Bishamentian, but just completed the task meticulously.

Sugawara Michizane can be said to be half of Bishamonten's teacher, but he insists on being commensurate with Bishamonten's generation, but Bishamonten still has great gratitude to him.

This was not what Bishamentian told Wang Heng.

After the return of the divine discussion, Bishamen gave the demon slaying team a week's vacation, and after three months of non-stop busyness, there were very few times in the jurisdiction of Bishamen at this time.

Wang Heng took this opportunity to rummage through the past records in the classics, and coupled with the information he learned from the private exchanges with the artifacts, he roughly speculated that he had reenacted the process before and after the generation.

But the reason for the replacement was still not found, and even in the communication with the gods, he could basically be sure that the other party did not know anything about it.

The mystery of the replacement is locked in a black box, and the key is in the hands of the gods, and it is kept secret.

Wang Heng continued to drill into the classics building to supplement all kinds of knowledge, leaving only two hours a day to continue to familiarize himself with the use of the boundary line.

At the same time, he began to practice mantras.

The realm line can only hurt the gods, but it is impossible to kill.

The spell song is different, this is a spell that can also work on the gods, and even kill the gods.

Bishamentian's support for him was even more thorough than he had imagined.

……

The leisure time was only a week, and when the demon slaying team assembled again, Bishamen did not take them directly to kill the demons.

Instead, he went to a deity.

"Ah, it's Lord Bishamon." The pink-haired girl glanced at the demon slayer team calmly: "It's to determine the location of Shihua, right?" Is there a map? ”

Bishamen nodded hesitantly and handed out the map that Wang Heng had redrawn.

"Well, the map is very accurate this time." The girl took out her pen and seemed to find it a little in the way, so she rolled up her somewhat worn cuffs, and then looked thoughtfully at the map, occasionally circled a spot.

Wang Heng looked at the girl.

This girl with a lovely face, but shabby clothes, and a simple house, is a poor god.

Although not accurate, she is more familiar with the name of the poor god, or the god of decay.

She doesn't predict the future, and the location of the demarcation is not so much that the wind cave will erupt in the future, but that it is precisely because she has demarcated that it will erupt.

The power of Shihua will accumulate and will explode sooner or later, so rather than fighting fires that are caught off guard after an outbreak, Bishamon prefers to determine the location first, and then wait for work.

"Alright!" The girl circled her target and handed the map back.

Wang Heng took it silently.

Bishamon hesitated a little and wanted to say something.

Wang Heng smiled slightly: "Lord Bishamen, I still need a little time to determine the exact location, can you please wait a while?" He glanced at the pink-haired girl.

Bishamon's eyes lit up.

The girl seemed to be wandering outside the world, and was stunned after receiving Wang Heng's eyes, and then tilted her head: "Huh? ”

Wang Heng was a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly: "Lord Poor God, I still need to delay a little, can Lord Bishamen Tian stay here for a while?" ”

The girl's eyes widened, and she looked at him, and then at Bishamon: "Are you sure?" ”

Wang Heng was a little sitting: "Can't you?" ”

The girl looked at Bishamen hesitantly: "It's not that you can't, but ...... I'm a poor God, are you sure? ”

Bishamen smiled: "Don't worry, I've been bothering you all along, I want to say thank you to you." ”

The girl scrambled to sit up from the porch: "Please, please come in." ”

Bishamen glanced at Wang Heng, who smiled encouragingly.

Bishamen has always been reluctant to owe favors to everyone, but he has come to the house of this poor god more than once, in addition to his duties, he should also want to make friends with her, and the poor god is also a lonely look, Wang Heng saw that her face was also a few friends, so he pushed the boat to help them.

Otherwise, one is embarrassed, and the other refuses to be thousands of miles away, I'm afraid there will be no more intersections except for duties.

Wang Heng watched the two walk into the room and looked down at the map.

He did need to determine the location first, although he didn't need Bishamontian to go in and sit for that long.

After glancing at it, he roughly compared it in his mind, and his face changed slightly.

He beckoned to call Que and the others, who were looking at each other, and he rushed into the door and shouted loudly: "Lord Bishamen! ”

The two sitting opposite the table turned their heads in surprise.

Bishamen hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The corners of Wang Heng's eyes twitched, and he glanced at the poor god girl.

Although the object was a god of decay, he really didn't expect that there would be a god who didn't even know where he was.

"Shihua, there's a place here."

"Huh?!" ×2

The wind cave is wide open!

Wang Heng's face was solemn, and he pointed to the sword, slashed it sharply, and shouted: "The first line!" ”

The light is rising!

The light cut through the black wind, enveloping both Bishamen and the god of poverty.

Wang Heng's expression was calm, but his mouth didn't stop: "Lord Bishamen, they are already on standby, please dress immediately." ”

Turning his head to look at the pink-haired girl, "Lord Poor God, please summon an artifact to maintain the realm!" ”

Bishamen had already put on his divine clothes, summoned the long sword "Spring Weapon", slashed a monster to death with one sword, turned his head and whispered to Wang Heng: "She doesn't have an artifact." ”

In the wind cave, Wang Heng almost missed this sentence.

As soon as he thought about it, he immediately grasped the meaning.

With a slight frown, he drew a boundary again, turned into a ruler, and returned to Bishamen's side.

"Rain, please protect the poor god together."

"Lord Bishamon, take the poor god out first."

"I, I can't do it, can I?" The soft-armored girl Yu was a little flustered.

Bishamen replied very calmly.

Wang Heng concentrated and replied in a deep voice: "It's okay, I'll help you, I can do it." ”

The realm is wide open!