"You're guilty!"

"It hurts, it hurts~"

Almost the moment the girl's voice sounded, Shotsen Pill sat on the ground of the newspaper office, and the whole person kept touching his buttocks, making a painful expression on his face.

"Hey, who are you!"

Shotmaru couldn't help but shout outside the house.

The speed was too fast just now, and I didn't see who was coming.

But one thing is certain, the person who came was not Yakumo Murasaki.

If it was Yakumo Purple, the other party should have thrown himself directly into the gap and went to the sin bag at this moment.

Since it's not Yakumo Purple, then I'm still afraid of shooting Maruwen-

"What, Shotimaru Wen, do you have any opinions?"

An unsmiling Yan Luo jumped in through the window.

"Ahh Ahh It's the Four Seasons, and I... I, I still have something to do... I'll go first. ”

Shotimaru felt his voice tremble.

I made up so much black material, and the person I was most afraid of was Yakumo Purple.

If he is caught by Yakumo Purple, then he doesn't know how to die.

But—

Compared to Yakumo Zi, what he is most afraid of is the Four Seasons Yingji, that is, the King of Yama in front of him!

Perhaps, it's not just that you're afraid of the other person.

Gensokyo, there is almost no one who is not afraid of King Yama!

After all, this is the ultimate talker of legend!

Back then, there was a great war in the outside world, and countless undead flew into Gensokyo, causing many flowers to bloom, which is also known as the Flower Mutation.

For the first time, the entire Gensokyo saw the horror of King Yama.

Let's put it this way~

At that time, almost all the people who were chased by King Yama Luo were lying down and waiting for the other party to finish preaching.

Back then, I was fortunate to be preached by King Yama, and in the end, I was dragged by this little Lori.

"Goodbye!"

Almost without thinking about it, Shotimaruwen was about to flee into the distance.

If you don't run away now, how can you run in the future!

"When~"

The next moment, Shotimaru Wen, who wanted to escape from the door, was shocked back again.

There, a monk with a golden bell on his back walked slowly.

"Amitabha, this donor, you were too fast just now, if you are too fast, you will hit yourself, you see that even if you can't hit yourself, it's not good to hit flowers and plants!"

Tang Sanzang said with a smile.

Hearing Tang Sanzang's series of words, Shooting Pill Wen's face became even paler.

Today, why is the fear in my heart becoming more and more intense~

It's an illusion.

It's definitely a delusion!

"Ahem, this master, I think-"

"Amitabha, do you feel that the golden bell on the poor monk is very beautiful, and the poor monk also thinks it is very beautiful~

This golden bell is the golden bell jar exercise, the former poor monk's master Shakyamuni, afraid that the poor monk would be lonely on the westward road, so he told the Dev monsters on the westward road.

Eating the meat of a poor monk can lead to immortality.

Fortunately, the poor monk's eldest apprentice, Sun Wukong, protects the poor monk, but the poor monk feels that it is really not good to let Wukong protect the poor monk, so he sold his blood to buy this exercise, and then continuously deduced through the world tree, 998 layers of golden bell jars, isn't it cool?! ”

Tang Sanzang pointed to the golden bell on his body and said proudly.

Shotimaru .......

What follows what, so what is the end of this sentence?

Is this what the old lady wants to ask?,Wait-

Anyway, what is the old lady trying to ask?

Shooting Pill Wen felt that he had been completely stunned by Tang Sanzang in front of him.

At this moment, there is only one feeling for Shotimaru Wen.

In front of this monk, it seems; It's a big look.,The key is that the old lady just secretly drew some bald books.,And it didn't be published.,There's a woolen relationship with this monk!

"Master, I think—"

"Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't want you to think, the poor monk wants me to feel!"

"You are guilty of inciting speech!"

"Woo~"

Feeling the weight on his body suddenly double, Shotimaru let out a somewhat cute wail.

Every time he was preached by King Yama, it was not without a price, and the repentance stick in the other party's hand was an artifact that specialized in revealing sins.

When you sin town and get slapped by the other party, the weight on your body doubles.

Unless you sincerely repent, you can only wait quietly for the preaching.

"Woo, I know it's wrong!"

Shooting Pill Wen was very bare and wailed loudly.

"Amitabha, the monks don't speak, we have to be honest and fraternal, and work together to build this beautiful world..."

"You're guilty!"

"Smack~"

"Amitabha, the poor monk thinks—"

"You're guilty!"

......

Shotimaru felt that the weight on his body was getting heavier and heavier, and his head was completely numb.

The words that were originally used to justify in my mind have completely become blank at this moment.

My mind is full of thoughts, I'm guilty, Amitabha, I'm guilty......

"Allah, it seems that we don't need to go to her trouble~"

Yakumo Zi, who secretly saw this scene through the gap, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Ahh

Then he looked at the World Tree with some curiosity.

As the master of the gap, he is the most sensitive to the perception of the world.

With Xiao Se's acquiescence, Yakumo Purple can even invoke the power of the world to a certain extent.

Simply put, if the whole world were a system.

Xiao Se is the first authority.

Then, Yakumo Purple is the second-level administrator, and naturally he can perceive which worlds this world is connected to.

In the past, although there were many other worlds connected, the world involving the monsters in the eleventh district was only his own world.

This made Yakumo Zi couldn't help but be a little curious, and the whole person instantly disappeared into the gap.

As for a tabloid reporter who is being preached.

Anyway, I can't run.

Yakumo Zi felt that it seemed to be a pretty good choice to let the other party be preached all the time.

In contrast, I'm still more interested in the two newly connected monster worlds.

"Kagome, Kagome, are you alright?!"

A youkai with silvery-white hair, dog ears on his head, and a fire rat fur looked at a young girl in a high school uniform.

"It's alright, Inuyasha, where is this?"

Kagome asked, puzzled.

I only remember that while chasing Naraku, I accidentally fell off a cliff, and Inuyasha jumped down to save myself.

Then the eyes came to this strange place.

"Sniff sniff sniff~"

Inuyasha shrugged his nose, his face becoming a little solemn.

"I didn't smell Maitreya, but I smelled a lot of mess."

"Ah, can we go back then?"

Kagome panicked.

Naraku hasn't been defeated yet, and he has to return to his original world every once in a while.

After all, I'm still in high school.

"Can you go back and leave it alone, get out of the mess, think you won't be able to find you if you hide?!"

The iron tooth was pulled out violently, and it instantly turned into a giant blade that was one person high~

"Click~"

As if slashed at the lens, the surrounding environment began to shatter piece by piece.

A young youkai with a very strange head shows his form.

n.