478. Qualified enough to be an artifact
Rihe doesn't remember when he ran here, but he felt that he was following the smell, and he came over in a daze, and in a room, she saw the night fight who was wearing a housewife's outfit and holding a brush to remove mold in the corner of the wall with a serious face, and suddenly, she came to her senses.
I don't know why I suddenly feel so tired.
Hiyori opened the door from outside the nursing home and walked in, and Yato saw Hiyori, raised his hand and said "yo", and then buried himself in hard work. Hiyori laughed a little far-fetched, no, this is not a laugh at all, although she is laughing, she can't tell that she is laughing at all.
"Jungle Kick!"
Before Yato could react, a foot kicked directly on his head, and the huge force made him turn around in the air three times before falling heavily to the ground, and Yato was a little stunned by this wonderful kick, when he even propped up his body, he looked at Rihe angrily: "What are you crazy about!?" ”
Rihe snorted coldly, "When will you help me solve this physical problem, should I have forgotten it?" "Thinking about this guy's character, most of them have forgotten.
Yadou's momentum really weakened suddenly, and his eyes looked away, "Why, how can it be, I'm not thinking of a way, this can't be solved in a day or two, don't worry, take your time." That doesn't sound convincing at all.
Hiyori sighed heavily, always feeling that his wish could not be realized in this life, his thinking gradually diverged, and suddenly he thought about it somehow, and he felt a little strange, and immediately asked Yato: "Anyway, why do you usually do such miscellaneous things, aren't you a god?" ”
Yato was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react to the fact that Hiyori would suddenly ask such a question, but he still replied: "Although I am a god, I don't have my own shrine, and a god like me is what is usually called a nameless god." ”
"Eh~" Hiyori dragged a long note.
Yato continued his work as he continued to explain to Hyori, "The gods are born from people's wishes, and if there are no wishes, there will be no gods, and if one day no one in this world remembers me, then I will cease to exist." Yato said such a cruel truth in such a relaxed tone.
Hearing such words, Hiyori suddenly didn't know what to say, didn't know whether to comfort him, or just be silent.
"You don't have to take it personally, I'm not a god who disappears so easily." Unexpectedly, it was Yato who comforted Hiyori, and then he tilted his head and laughed: "Hahaha, and one day I'm going to open my own shrines in Japan, and by that time, hey, hey, hey~" Obviously, he's in the brain tonic wine pond meat forest and something like that.
Hiyori covered his face, he was worried about this kind of guy, it was a big shame in life.
"I'll help too." Suddenly, Hiyori stretched out his hand to Yato, this action made Yato stunned, Hiyori tilted his head, but asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”
"It's nothing, then I'll leave it to you here." Yato solemnly handed over the tool in his hand to Hiyori, then stood up and ran away without a trace.
Hiyori's body froze in place, as if he hadn't reacted to the development at this time, that guy, it seemed that he had lost his job to himself, and ran away directly!?
"Yato !!!"
Somewhere in the city, a young mother is walking down the street with her daughter, and although her daughter can't be seen by anyone, she doesn't care at all, as long as her daughter is still there, no matter what.
"Lingling, what else do you want to play, my mother took a leave of absence today, I have enough fun with you, okay?"
"Hmm!" Lingling nodded heavily, a happy smile on her face.
"Get me two ice creams."
"Right away." The little brother who made ice cream hurriedly agreed, and after receiving the money, he quickly made two ice creams and handed them to the woman, but unexpectedly, the woman suddenly squatted down and handed out one of the ice creams, and I don't know who it was handed to.
"Come, Lingling, take it."
Lingling nodded and reached over to hold the ice cream, but when her mother let go of her hand, the ice cream went directly through Lingling's hand and fell to the ground, and a good ice cream was so bad.
Lingling looked at the ice cream blankly, and suddenly a sense of grievance hit her heart.
"Lingling, it's okay, mom still has it here, come, mom will take it for you to eat."
Seeing her mother's soft face, Lingling held back the tears that were about to cry. Suddenly, Lingling pointed around and said to the present: "Mom, why is everyone looking at us like this?" ”
Only then did the woman notice that the people around her, even the little brother who made ice cream, looked at her with very strange eyes, and she didn't explain it to her daughter, but just took her daughter's hand and walked out quickly.
On the street lamp on the side of the road, Yato happened to see this scene, he frowned slightly, and muttered, "Isn't that girl an undead?" "Ordinary people can't see people who have died, but that woman not only sees them, but also touches them, which is worth pondering.
Let's take a look first.
Yato thought so, and followed.
Dusk gradually falls, and at the junction of day and night, it is the time of the demons, and at this time, the monsters hiding in the dark corners during the day will begin to become active, and it is also at this time that the black mist and sand-like things in the sky will also increase, which is a phenomenon called time.
Shihua can be said to be a phenomenon, it can also be said to be an atmosphere, that is the breath that exists on the other side of the youkai like, but at the same time, humans will also be affected by this atmosphere, and when it reaches a certain level, they can also meet the inhabitants of the other side.
"That's not good." Yato looked around, "It's come to this point, and the surrounding youkai are starting to increase, so I don't know if Hiyori has returned to his body at this time." ”
His gaze fell on the two men again, "If it goes on like this, it will be a matter of time before it is attacked." Yato frowned, a little embarrassed.
The undead who remain on this shore have only two results, either they are given names by the gods and accepted as artifacts, or they are devoured by youkai and cross the line between this shore and the other shore to become youkai, and finally they are destroyed by the gods.
"Alas, if there is no other way, I can only accept you as an artifact." Yato said. Indeed, at least for now, it seems that the little girl's soul does not look like it is polluted, and it is enough to be his artifact, and just as he thinks so, the first wave of attacks has already come.