Good thing I'm witty!

If I had stayed in the ancestral hall just now, I would have been blown up by the whispers of the Black Bow Weaver Girl.

Hiding outside the ancestral hall of the Black Bow Weaving Mist Maiden, An Ying stroked his chest lightly, pricking up his ears and listening carefully to the movements in the ancestral hall.

Izanami bow?

Is there the term Izanami here too?

As he recalled, Izanami was an ancient mythological figure from Ai Xing Sakura Castle.

Hearing the conversation in the ancestral hall clearly, An Ying's heart set off a turbulent wave.

The faces of the Aixing Orientals, the ancient costumes of the people of Sakura City, the old sonar prayers of the people of Sakura City, and the way the weapons of the people of Sakura City are named......

This Black Bow Weaver Mist Girl......

He had more and more reason to believe that she and he were Aixing.

Why don't you take advantage of her manifestation to go in and say hello?

No, it's too risky!

Even if they are all from Ai Xing, it doesn't mean that she will have kindness to him.

At least in his hometown of Ai Xing, taking his fellow villagers as the starting point, it is not uncommon to see incidents of pit fellow villagers.

The fellow is used to sell and pit!

If she is also like that, then it would be an act of death for him to go in and take the initiative to identify himself.

Moreover, this Black Bow Mist Weaver is an immortal true god who left Andromeda with the Temple Goddess and entered the Upper Realm millions of years ago.

This is strange, millions of years ago, there were people in Sakura City who liked to speak with the modal word "na"?

That's obviously impossible!

Millions of years ago, the humans of Aixing were still running naked on the wild land!

Where did the people of Sakura City come from!

Thinking like this, An Ying's thinking gradually became confused.

The words, deeds, and costumes of this black-bowed fog weaver girl are very consistent with the image of Sakura City people in movies, novels, anime, TV series, and other works.

Then why did she come to Andromeda a million years before his Anying?

This is not scientific!

The more he delved into the principle, the more complicated An Ying felt.

I'm afraid that if you want to know the truth, you will have to find a quiet place with this black bow weaver and sit down for a long talk.

But definitely not now!

At least he has to wait for him to be able to sit on an equal footing with her and speak to each other.

It seems that he still has a long way to go before he can find a way back to his hometown.

But as long as you can return to your hometown, no matter how hard it is, it's worth it!

It was the motivation to return to his hometown that drove him to frantically carry out the cultivation of the Doomer every day, and to understand the secrets of the Doomer world of Andromeda.

Think about your parents, think about Sister Jiuxin, the gentle and lovely intellectual sister next door.

They would be very sad to know that he was missing, right?

Thinking about it, a faint sadness lingered in An Ying's heart.

At this time, the statue of the goddess of black bow weaving fog in the ancestral hall returned to calm.

Seeing this, An Ying no longer thought about the things that would easily make him depressed, but re-entered the ancestral hall and looked at the immortal weapon Izanami Bow in Feng Ling's hand.

Feeling the endless breath of life contained in the black bow, he pretended to be calm and said, "Just now I saw the ancestral hall filled with mist, and I thought it was a nightmare thing in the Nightmare Forest that ran out, so I went out to take a look. ”

As soon as Erin heard it, she knew that An Ying was clearly lying, but she couldn't speak.

Feng Ling didn't doubt him.

"Immortal is a fog weaver who weaves mist, and her ability is somewhat similar to that of nightmare things, and it's normal for you to worry about something going out to see what happened.

It's a pity, though, that you missed the miracle of witnessing the manifestation of the Black Bow Mist Maiden, because the mist just now is a sign of immortal manifestation. ”

Seeing that Feng Ling was deceived by An Ying, the "evil god", Erin wanted to expose him, but she just thought about it.

Noticing Erin's uncomfortable look, An Ying said in her heart.

When you go back, you'll be even more uncomfortable!

On the surface, he pretended not to know and said, "yes, what's the matter with that black bow?" ”

Speaking of the immortal weapon in her hand, Feng Ling patiently answered for An Ying: "This is the Izanami Bow, the immortal weapon of the Black Bow Weaver Mist Maiden, which has the immortal power of the endless wood spirit.

The real purpose of my ceremony today is to borrow the Immortal Vessel from the Immortal to use against the Lord of Blood and Tears. ”

An Ying asked, "Do you have a clue to deal with the container of the Lord of Blood and Tears?" ”

Feng Ling nodded: "Well, it should be just a few days before the temple in Doug Town will confirm the hiding place of the Lord of Blood and Tears' container, and then we will launch an operation to send the Lord of Blood and Tears back to his upper realm!" ”

"So fast!" An Ying was really surprised this time.

Feng Ling scratched her pretty nose, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly: "Of course, after all, I am fully responsible now."

I'll see the situation then, and if it's not particularly dangerous, I can take you, a novice doomer, with me.

If it's too dangerous, I'd suggest you mark Erin that day and learn how the Templars dealt with this evil god through her eyes. ”

Even if she didn't need to be reminded by Feng Ling, An Ying would go to witness the Temple's action of clearing the evil god vessel through Erin.

However, he still showed no interest on the surface, and said in a calm tone: "I am not from your temple, so I don't need to accumulate experience. ”

Feng Ling was not embarrassed by An Ying's coldness, and there was still a faint smile on the corner of her mouth: "Sooner or later, yes, I have a hunch, An Ying!" ”

An Ying stared at Feng Ling's smile for a while, and chose to be silent.

Feng Ling glanced back at Erin, who was also a little silent, she thought about it and patted her jade hand: "Okay, it's not too early, we should go back too!" ”

The three of them returned to Doug Town, and because the roads were different, Feng Ling and An Ying parted ways.

On the way home, only Erin and An Ying were left, and An Ying broke the silence between the two under Irene's peripheral vision.

"Erin, should you explain your behavior in the Black Bow Mist Maiden's Ancestral Hall?"

His voice was cold, and Erin couldn't help but shiver when she heard it.

"I ...... I...... I ......"

After organizing words for a long time, Erin, who wanted to explain something, was still hesitant, and she was so scared that she couldn't speak clearly.

Her pitiful appearance when she was scared was very pitiful, but An Ying would not have the slightest pity for her.

Taking Erin into a remote alley to make sure that no one would come for a while, he unleashed an evil whisper on Erin through the fire of the heart.

As the whispers activated, Erin's face grew painful. She clasped her head in her hands and leaned her back against the wall, gasping for breath.

The mental tingling made her feel like her head was about to explode, and she was tormented and whispered.

Sweat stains oozed from her forehead, and cold sweat continued to grow behind her body, and Erin's eyes became more and more frightened when she looked at An Ying.

An Ying's figure became more and more crooked and blurred, like a hellish ghost seeking souls, demonic in her increasingly blurred eyes.

Is this the end of the soul being sold to the evil god?

Either he was burned to death on a crucifixion, or he was tortured to death by an evil god......

A shadow of fear hung over her heart, and despair took root.

Just when she thought her life would wither away, and then her consciousness fell into dead silence, the whispers of the evil god that had driven her madness suddenly disappeared.

An Ying's figure gradually became clear as the evil god's whispers disappeared, and Erin took several deep breaths, thinking back to the terrifying experience just now.

If she had taken off her paladin armor now, Annage would definitely see her covered in sweat.

She wiped the sweat stains from her forehead and gasped weakly, "Thank you...... Thank you for your kindness, immortal. ”

An Ying knew that she didn't actually want to show mercy to him, the "evil god", but he didn't plan to expose her either.

Just punish Erin appropriately, after all, Erin didn't mean to.

And if he wants to have a stable residence in Andromeda, he has to rely on this stubborn female knight who only admits death for the time being.

It's good to be regarded as an evil god by her, and sometimes tease her!

"Let's go, I don't want a next time!"

Coldly dropping a sentence, An Ying turned around and walked out of the alley.

Irene, drenched in sweat, followed and went home with him.

When they returned home, the two welcomed Naya, a wheelchair girl.

Erin went back to her room with Naya to get ready for a change of clothes, and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower when her sister Naya was shocked by her amazing words.

"Sister, what are you doing with Brother An Ying? Why did you come back covered in sweat? ”