The forty-fifth eight-hand mirror (ask for collection and recommendation)

Death, resentment roars.

The turbid yellow spring water continued to gush out from the altar, and countless resentful spirits wanted to break free from the spring, but they were firmly restrained by an invisible force, and could only roar more and more fiercely in the altar.

Jia Qinzi's long hair covered her face, her black and red pupils were violent, and her whole body was full of resentment, eager to kill all the living people in front of her, but it was never able to put it into action.

In the dark, it has a mysterious connection with the shrine, and an invisible force binds it and keeps it quiet on the altar.

Off the field, seeing the Huangquan Girl coming, the surrounding exorcists immediately felt a terrifying death breath attacking, only to feel that they were pinched by a pair of cold palms around their necks, and the whole person was about to suffocate.

The sound of musical instruments on both sides of the altar also froze, and there was a slight pause. But everyone present had already been told the whole thing, and in the prepared mentality, they sat down on their knees with difficulty and continued their performance, enduring the cold and suffocating fear.

Boom!

When the low chimes ring, the music that resounds throughout the shrine immediately changes, and the sounds of instruments such as shamisen, shakuhachi, taiko drums, and thirteen-stringed koto turn into solemn tunes.

Daisuke Hase, dressed in the formal attire of the Daibong period, carried a jade-wrapped horizontal knife around his waist, walked down the white cobblestone approach with small steps, and held a new green cedar tree in his hand, dancing as he went, humming a strange tune in his mouth.

When he was about to approach the altar, he suddenly stood up, kneeling upright on the uneven cobblestones.

The two girls wearing ghost masks next to them immediately brought a shrunken "Temizusha" and placed it in front of Hase's eyes.

Daisuke Hase, immediately lowered his head slightly, scooped a scoop of water, first held the scoop with his right hand, carefully washed his left hand and then washed his right hand, then changed to his right hand to hold the scoop, rinsed his mouth with water into the palm of his left hand, and finally rinsed the remaining water with his left hand.

The whole process was tedious and time-consuming, and by the time he had finished it thoroughly, more than ten minutes had passed.

Strangely, Kakotoko on the altar looked at Daisuke Hase's actions and showed a look of satisfaction, as if she liked his serious attitude and concentration very much.

Daisuke Hase, however, seemed to be unaware of the staring gaze on the altar, and after cleaning his hands, he bowed slightly, and then got up and walked forward.

Until he walked directly under the altar, he stopped walking.

Behind him, the priests who were kneeling on both sides immediately got up, holding the jade plate in both hands, and walked behind the altar in unison to salute with Daisuke Hase.

A bow.

Two bows.

Then, with four loud and neat snapping sounds, all the priests immediately fell to their knees and touched the ground with their foreheads in the highest courtesy.

This is the highest ritual of worshipping the gods in Dongying, two bows and four beats. That is, two bows, four high-fives, and then one bow.

Standing on the top of the altar, Jia Qinzi watched the priests salute it, and only felt a strange joy pass through its heart, making it feel like it was covering its mouth and chuckling.

That's exactly what it did, a satisfied smile on its blood-red lips under its long hair-obscured face.

Daisuke Hasei and other priests knelt down steadily under the altar, and the twelve girls wearing ghost masks who served on both sides immediately walked up with luxurious trays and stepped into the altar.

The turbid spring was eerie and piercing, and countless resentful spirits seemed to pull at their white calves as if in substance, leaving a pair of purple and cyan palm prints scratches.

Among them, the girls whose feet were worn out turned even more pale, and they only felt that there seemed to be countless leeches attached to the worn wounds, greedily sucking their own blood.

But they didn't show any panic or fear, and according to what they had learned, they respectfully walked to Jia Qinzi's side and saluted respectfully.

The first girl took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and then walked up to Jia Qinzi with small steps.

Her fingers trembled slightly, reaching out to Jia Qinzi, gently parting the long hair that covered her face, and then combing it to the sides, revealing its true face.

Under her long black hair, a pair of resentful and evil eyes looked at her.

The girl who groomed it almost let out an exclamation, but she reacted immediately, swallowing back the sound of the roaring throat so much that her throat squirmed unnaturally.

Another girl who followed her seemed to notice her anomaly and immediately walked up with a tray in her hand.

The girl calmed down, skillfully took the dazzling headdresses placed on the tray, and after a little discrimination, she picked out the most suitable headdresses, such as crows, hairpins, hairpins, and cloths, and combed the hairstyle for Jia Qinzi's hair.

Seeing that this step was proceeding steadily, the remaining girls immediately slowly gathered around, took off the delicate and gorgeous clothes in the tray, and changed them into them.

By the time the last piece of pine crane pattern Chihaya was draped on Kakotoko's body, the girl who had previously combed her hair had already completed her task.

They stood on both sides, and after respectfully saluting to Jia Qinzi, who had finished dressing up, they slowly and carefully retreated from the altar.

The whole process was slow and dignified, and after the twelve people completely walked down the altar, Daisuke Hase, who was kneeling on the ground, subconsciously breathed a long sigh of relief.

I saw him straighten up and bow down to Jia Qinzi, who was dressed like a goddess.

"Knock~~~~ Huangquan Goddess !!"

"Knock~~~~ Huangquan Goddess !!"

The priests behind him bowed down together.

In the thick and long shouts of worship, Jia Qinzi only felt as if she had been sublimated, and a strange power was transmitted from the large altar under her feet.

The turbid yellow liquid that filled the altar began to gradually turn golden and translucent, and the resentful spirits and ghosts wandering in it began to slowly calm down, no longer as vicious and vicious as before.

The mysterious power began to circulate in Jia Qinzi's body, and it only felt that the resentment that filled its heart began to dissipate little by little, and the horizon in front of it became wider and wider.

Faces filled with resentment and evil began to turn peaceful, the power of ominous and death began to change, and all past experiences seemed to disappear like a cloud of smoke.

Everything seems to be changing for the better.

Jia Qinzi felt her sublimation in a rare and quiet way, and the seventeen years of life slowly flowed in her heart.

The memories of her mother, family, relatives, etc., who had occupied all of her life, began to fade away.

All suffering will pass, and a new beginning is coming.

Just, is that really the case?

Jia Qinzi, whose body began to be filled with divine light, suddenly raised her hands high, and her sharp ten fingers were tightly clasped on her face, sinking deep into her delicate and beautiful face.

Ten fingers pulled down, and bloody scars appeared on her face.

Jia Qinzi raised his head to the sky and roared, letting out bursts of wails like crying.

The evil aura instantly broke through the flickering divine light on the body, and a powerful ghost with long hair covering his face emerged from this body like a snake molting.

It was naked, covered in blood, and countless scars and tooth marks appeared on it.

"I want all of you to die!!!"

Daisuke Nagatani raised his head sharply and looked at the powerful ghost on the altar, his face gloomy.

"Isn't it good to be your goddess? ”

"I don't know what to do. ”

He slammed the ground and stood up, and the jade horizontal knife at his waist was immediately unsheathed and swung down.

The whole altar shook immediately, and the five stone pillars broke through the floor tiles with a rumbling sound, and the five-pointed star was erected around the altar.

"Seal!"

The clear and transparent light was based on the five stone pillars, instantly sealing Jia Qinzi in it, and the priests behind him immediately trotted to the stone pillars and poured mana into them.

Jia Qinzi was suddenly like a mosquito sealed in amber, unable to move.

Daisuke Hasei looked at the powerful ghost in the light, and snorted disdainfully, "Fool, if you refuse to accept the god sealing ceremony, you have already been separated from Huangquan's will, do you still want to turn the sky upside down?"

Although he said this, the movements of his hands did not relax at all.

A black bronze ancient mirror painted on the back of one side with auspicious patterns such as pine, bamboo, plum, turtle and crane appeared in his hand.

If anyone who is familiar with the mythology of Dongying is present, they will definitely exclaim, isn't this the Eight Mirror, one of the three legendary artifacts?

This mirror is really a replica of the Yaga Mirror, one of the three artifacts in the legend of Toei.

Daisuke Hase, the real thing, doesn't know where it is, whether it's lost or hidden by the Imperial Family.

The mirror in his hand is one of the imitations of the Yataga mirror, which is enshrined in the Great Shrine and is worshiped by the believers.

After nearly 100 years of worship, this mirror is not as powerful as the legendary real thing, but it also has a power far beyond the imagination of ordinary exorcists.

That's the second layer of insurance he's prepared.

If Jia Qinzi resisted the god sealing ceremony at the beginning, then activate the large array prepared under the Huangquan Shrine and take the opportunity to seal it with the Eight Mirrors, otherwise the large array alone would not be able to help the human body possessed by the will of Huangquan.

But I didn't expect this ghost to be so stupid, and after accepting the canonization, he wanted to regret it, which was really stupid.

But ghosts are all born from being entangled in resentment and anger, and it's normal to have no brains.

After all, it is also the first ghost to receive canonization in nearly a hundred years. ”

Daisuke Hase's flipping mirror and aiming at Kakotoko who was sealed in the enchantment, was about to cast a spell to seal it, when suddenly, Kakotoko in the light moved stiffly, and her black and red eyes were hideous.

Several priests who were sitting under the five-wheel pillar to instill mana suddenly rolled their eyes upward, and their pure white eye sockets were immediately occupied by black and red.

They suddenly stretched out their palms and pinched or thrust or even bit with their teeth in front of them, or at their colleagues on the left and right.