Chapter 37: The Mischievous Weasel
Sincerity is small.
When Haruhiko arrived, it was already after school, so he didn't attract much attention.
However, he was stopped by dedicated security guards.
After explaining his intentions, Haruhiko followed him to the principal's office.
Soon, he met Hiroshi Hayashi.
A balding middle-aged man.
He was dressed in a suit, with his back to a soft chair, and he looked overtired.
When he saw Haruhiko, his spirit was shocked and he immediately got up.
"You're the priest who took the commission, aren't you?"
Lin Tianhong showed a warm smile and said, "Please take a seat, I'll pour you a cup of tea." ”
"I am."
Haruhiko nodded and refused, "Principal Hayashida, there is no need for tea, let's go directly to the old schoolhouse." ”
Lin Tianhong was slightly stunned, but he was not angry, so he took the lead and walked out.
On the way, he looked at Haruhiko carefully, looking at his excessively young appearance, and there was a little doubt in his eyes.
"Lord Priest, please be careful."
Lin Tianhong pondered his words slightly and said, "Before, there were also two psionic beings who took over the commission, but they all ended in failure. ”
"What exactly is the reason?"
Haruhiko had already learned from the Great Imperial Palace and was not surprised.
"I don't know."
Lin Tianhong said a little helplessly, "Those two psionics didn't even see who the attackers were, and they were covered in bruises. ”
Haruhiko was thoughtful.
Either a disembodied wraith, or a youkai with stealth or high speed.
But the latter is more likely.
As a psionic person, it has its own psychic effect, and it is rare to be unaware of resentful spirits.
Thinking of this, Haruhiko took out two charms.
"That's the old schoolhouse."
Hayashida Hiroshi stopped from afar.
Highlight a fear of death.
Seeing this, Haruhiko didn't force it, and stepped forward alone.
But when they got to the door, the expected attack did not come.
Somewhat confused, he entered the old school building vigilantly.
Psionic energy is gathered in the eyes.
Haruhiko turned his head suddenly, and saw the resentful spirit floating on the ceiling.
A little girl who looks to be about a teenager.
She was wearing a white dress and had a hideous face, ruining what should have been cuteness.
After seeing Haruhiko, he immediately opened his small mouth, showed his sharp teeth, and leaned over to attack.
Spirit Talisman!
Haruhiko reacted quickly and subconsciously used the charm.
White psionic energy enveloped his body, instantly forming a pair of armor.
The little girl bit on Haruhiko's shoulder, and her expression suddenly froze.
She let go of her mouth and lost two teeth.
“……?”
Haruhiko slowly typed a question mark.
How did the first two psionics fail?
Priest: Holy Light!
Haruhiko spat out two syllables.
A bright light shrouded the little girl.
Her body melted suddenly.
After screaming for a few seconds, she suddenly returned to her normal appearance, without the fierce spirit she had just now.
This is the effect of the Light.
Help the little girl go to the Yellow Springs.
According to Dongying, it is to become a Buddha.
[You have destroyed the Earthbound Spirit Iwasaki Miho and gained ten points of psionic energy. 】
Haruhiko didn't let her guard down because of the game tone.
No matter how much the first two psionics cooked, it was impossible for them to lose to an earthbound spirit.
There was something else in this old schoolhouse.
The sound of hunting appeared out of thin air.
In the form of a whirlwind, it slammed into Haruhiko's spirit armor.
Priest: Blazing Sun!
Haruhiko had already prepared.
A scorching glow floated in the air, illuminating the dimly lit old schoolhouse.
At the same time, sprinkled the attackers.
Three youkai in the shape of a weasel.
They stepped on one by one, stacked arhats like erections, with sharp claws on their hands.
It's a scythe.
The legendary wind demon of Dongying.
They are extremely fast and consist of three youkai.
The killing intent in Haruhiko's eyes faded.
The Weasel is a neutral youkai.
They love to play tricks on humans.
The old ambassador fell, the second child cut the person's skin, and the third child applied medicine to the wound.
It's that weird.
In addition to this, Haruhiko also remembered that there was a sickle among the commissions he had seen before.
You need to send them back to the Arakawa River or contact the Daigosho to deliver them on your behalf.
The scythe had not broken through the spirit talisman's defenses, and the sun was shining above his head.
They retreated very decisively.
It's amazingly fast.
Almost in the blink of an eye, it was already five meters away.
Speed Charm!
Haruhiko used the spell without hesitation.
He sped forward with a sharp acceleration.
The three sickles were shocked.
Haruhiko was already in front of him.
In a panic, they raised their claws, and their psionic energy turned into a whirlwind, like six hot wheels, revealing a sharp edge.
Spirit Talisman!
Haruhiko looked indifferent and threw out four spells.
The white light shines in the east and west north and south of the weasel.
Four pieces of armor hung in the air, blocking their escape routes.
Sky Fox Charm!
As soon as Haruhiko was about to sing, he felt something.
The red rope in his hand lit up slightly, triggering a 10% instantaneous probability.
The spiritual energy in the body is rapidly mobilizing outward.
Two fox ears appeared on the top of Haruhiko's head.
At the same time, a faint invisible spiritual fluctuation dispersed outward.
The three sickles froze in place.
They stared straight at Haruhiko.
But it's different from the Tanno Hazuki I met before.
may be because she is a woman, and after being seduced, her eyes are full of admiration.
Just as Haruhiko was puzzled, the three sickles sat on their knees.
"Lord Sky Fox, please bypass us!"
They speak in unison, and there is no difference at all.
But the respect and shock on his face could not be faked.
Haruhiko touched his chin.
The sky fox is a fox that has been cultivated for thousands of years, and it is also the messenger of the Inari God.
Among the monsters, it has a great reputation.
It's normal for a sickle to react like this.
Haruhiko turned on his phone and took over the commission for the monster's retreat.
"Stand up."
The three scythes immediately got up and stacked them on top of each other again.
"Here, laugh at one."
Haruhiko turned on her camera and took a picture.
He immediately contacted the staff of the Grand Imperial Office and sent the photo.
It didn't take long for a response to be received, and someone arrived right away.
"You stand still, don't move, wait for someone to send you home, understand?"
Haruhiko put away her phone and said.
"Understood!"
The three sickles nodded like chickens pecking rice.
They are not bad by nature, they just love to play.
Although I was reluctant to leave, I can only go home now.
At this moment, there was a strange noise not far away.
Haruhiko was slightly stunned.
And also?
He subconsciously looked towards the voice.
In the corner, there are fallen worn-out posters.
Something held it up at this point.
A moment later, a small head sneaked out.
Her two eyes looked at Haruhiko, and there seemed to be a pink heart shape inside.
It's the human head.
But the pocket version.
Haruhiko stepped forward and removed the poster, revealing her full picture.
She was wearing an old kimono, her small face was delicate, and her body was like a figure, and she felt that she was only twenty or thirty centimeters tall.
"What kind of monster are you? Where did the fight come from? ”
Haruhiko looked at it twice, feeling strangely cute.
"Fu Fu God."
The little girl had a blank look on her face and said, "I remember sleeping in a room for many years, and not long ago, I was suddenly brought here by a group of youkai. ”
Fu Fushen refers to the fact that the utensils have been placed unattended for hundreds of years, and finally absorb the aura of heaven and earth and turn into monsters.
Among the psykers, it can be regarded as a very popular kind of demon.
Because they tend to have a special role.
Haruhiko became interested and asked, "What's your name?" What is your ontology? ”
"My name is Izumi."
Izumi immediately replied, "My body is a scabbard. ”