Fairy Ling Yue paused after hearing this, then smiled and said: "I see. A dying man?" "It's really pitiful and sad." Hearing this, Luo Shu replied calmly: "You're missing a 'hateful'." Fairy Ling Yue held her chin with one hand indifferently, glanced at Luo Shu and said: "When are you going to trick that witch?" Luo Shu thought about it and came up with an idea: "In about half an hour. The underworld is still in turmoil. Once it stabilizes, we can open the underworld passage and use the passage opened by the black pearl to travel directly over there." "Do you want to go over and take a look?"
Hearing Luo Shu say this, Fairy Ling Yue snorted: "Will you let me be your thug?" "He's really a man who knows how to use monsters." "But I happen to be in a good mood today, so I'll play with you for a while." Chapter 178: Jinguji Kuesumi's Emotions Disappear Musashi Province, Daimyo Castle, underground prison. “Ugh… ah… it hurts… let me go… no, no, don’t cut that off, no!!!” The low and miserable wails made the torches on the wall begin to flicker. However, at this time, outside the prison, Jinguji Kyuusumi was holding a bunch of books from the daimyo's collection and reading quietly. Compared to Jinguji Kuesumi who was reading quietly, Xingjia Baixue beside her looked towards the direction where the painful whisper came from with some pity: "Is this too much?" Xingjia Baixue asked with a somewhat guilty tone. Hearing her say this, Jinguji Kueisumi raised her hand and touched her hair: "What do you mean by excessive? Transforming the Ministry of Environment's operatives into human puppets? Or taking control of the entire Daimyo Castle and capturing monsters to test their monster power?" "Oh, considering your past personality, Bai Xue, you might have all of them, right?" Hearing Jinguji Kuesumi's half-smiley words, Hoshiga Shirayuki did not refute but fell silent. Seeing her like this, Jinguji Jiuhuicheng closed the scroll and sighed helplessly: "No wonder Aunt Xingjia said that you, Bai Xue, are more suitable to be a wife than a general of the Onmyoji." People with too much empathy are not suitable to be combatants, at least that's what Jinguji Kuesumi thinks.
Jinguji Kuesumi, who was somewhat troubled by the personality of her childhood best friend, held her chin with one hand and said calmly: "Don't worry. Although he is controlled and transformed by my familiar, as long as he survives the rejection period, the strength of this man named Iitsuka Noriyuki will be increased by 300%." "Well, although you will lose the symbols that represent your gender, your hormones will be messy, and you will need to take estrogen regularly, your facial features will become more feminine, and you will experience menstrual-like pain every other week, but the effect is still very strong." Xingjia Baixue listened and suddenly became embarrassed: "Jiu Huicheng, are you sure this is a human puppet transformation? And not a surgery to change one's personality?" Upon hearing this, Jinguji Kueicheng held his chin and said frankly: "Ah, that kind of surgery, I did borrow some techniques from Thai shamans." “However, this is a very reasonable reference.” "After all, after this operation, without the interference of male hormones, the human puppet's brain will be calmer, and it can extend the life of the body and prevent organ bacterial mutation. I think it's great." "sterilization?" Xingjia Baixue's expression suddenly became very strange: "In Jiuhuicheng's eyes, is Mr. Iizuna already a pet?" "Why do you think so?" Jinguji Kueisumi looked at Xingga Baixue in surprise, then frowned and said: "A pet is an animal that is kept in captivity for spiritual needs. Something like this, which is made just for use, should be considered a tool." When Xingjia Baixue heard such remarks, she was silent for a moment and looked at Jinguji Jiucheng with a complicated look. She had heard from Jinguji Kuezumi's mother that Kuezumi would gradually lose most of her human emotions because of contact with Western taboos, and now it seemed that this was indeed the case. After all, although Jinguji Kuesumi in the past was a person of low morals who used human puppets, she hated human puppets that controlled males. But now, although she uses a familiar to perform surgery, she has begun to choose to use it. "Are you losing your emotions constantly..." Xingjia Baixue felt a little complicated. And just when Xingjia Baixue was silent, a black crow flapped its wings and flew to Jinguji Jiucheng and stood on her raised arm. Then, the caw of a crow was heard. "Really? Have you finished reading the swordsmith's memory?" Jinguji Jiuhuicheng, who understood the crow's words, nodded in understanding, then narrowed his eyes and said: "So your name is Totosai? The swordsmith of the monster? That's interesting." After she said this, she turned her head, glanced at Xingjia Baixue, and snapped her fingers. There was a snap. A book with a black cover and as thick as a dictionary appeared in front of Jinguji Kuesumi.
She calmly opened the dictionary, tore off a page from the bottom casually, folded it into a paper crane, and tapped it lightly with her index finger. The decorated paper crane trembled slightly, flapped its wings, rose higher and higher, and then flew towards Xingjia Baixue and circled around her. Jinguji Kuesumi said casually at this time: "I have engraved the knowledge of the swordsmith on the paper crane. If there is nothing else, Shirayuki, you can take the paper crane and escape from this abyss." At this point, Jinguji Kuesumi turned her face and said with a smile: "After all, it's better to put money in your pocket than to take it easy, isn't it?" Xingjia Baixue did not object, but just thanked him: "Thank you this time, Jiu Huicheng." Jinguji Jiuhuicheng turned around, put away the book, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter. After all, the boss has already paid the money." Xingjia Baixue was suddenly embarrassed, took the paper crane in the air, put it away, paused for a moment, and then asked: "By the way, Jiu Huicheng, you asked Miss Isayama to find Kikyo, the miko of Musashi Province. What are you planning to do?" Xingjia Baixue is a little worried that Jinguji Kuesumi wants to make a witch puppet. If she made too many of these forbidden puppets that were not allowed by the mysterious side of the island country, she would be really worried that she would see Jinguji Kuesumi on the wanted list in the future. Hearing this, Jinguji Jiuhuicheng said casually: "I didn't do anything. I was just curious about the source of the power of the shrine maidens in this world. Besides that, I was a little curious about the Four Souls Jade in the hands of the Kikyo shrine maiden." 0 0 0 After saying this, Jinguji Jiuhuicheng glanced at Xingjia Baixue and said: "Why? Bai Xue, do you want to get a few more Abyss items for the Onmyoji Bureau?" "If that's the case, I can give you the Four Souls Jade, but..." Jinguji Kuesumi raised a finger: "You have to pay more!" "The forbidden technique of the Onmyoji, 'Taishan Fujun Festival'. I am very curious about this forbidden book." Originally, Xingjia Baixue was surprised when she heard Jinguji Jiuhuicheng said that she could give in, but when she heard that the other party wanted to perform the "Taishan Fujun Festival", a forbidden technique that controls life and death, she was relieved and even couldn't help but complain: "Sure enough, Jiu Huicheng is still Jiu Huicheng. He has always been fond of collecting some forbidden knowledge." Jinguji Kueicheng smiled when he heard this, but did not refute it. Instead, he asked: "Why, do you want to trade?" "No, I've been here for more than a month, so I'd better go back and report that I'm safe." Xingjia Baixue shook her head, took out the detachment device, and looked at Jinguji Jiuhuicheng again:
"Hope you're doing well in this." Jinguji Jiucheng raised his eyebrows, and finally watched Xingjia Baixue activate the device and leave the abyss. After her friend left, Jinguji Kuesumi's expression gradually faded, and finally became expressionless: "Now that the people who interfered have left, it's time to take action." "Let me see how much interesting 'truth' there is in this world." Inside the prison, the silver-haired girl in the light of the fire curled up her lips. Chapter 179 Kikyo's Secret “So slow…” Kikyo Shrine, under the sacred tree. Biao Wenqi, holding a wild grass in his mouth, looked at the dark void in front of him with a puzzled look: "How long have Minister Luo and the others been in there?" Next to her, Kikyo, who was sweeping the shrine with a broom, did not answer, but just calmly swept the dust in the courtyard. On the contrary, Iikawa Xueli, who was helping Kikyo sprinkle the ground, glanced at Biaowenshichi and said coldly: "No one asked you to wait here, kid." After hearing this, Biao Wenqi was not embarrassed, but laughed and said: "But no one has stipulated that I can't wait here!" After saying that, Biao Wenqi smiled at Ichikawa Bingli and asked: "But then again, as a member of the Nura Clan, why are you here helping little sister Kikyo with cleaning instead of collecting useful Abyss items for the Nura Clan?" "Are you trying to steal someone away? Trick little sister Kikyo from SDS and bring her to the Nura team?" "You really know how to talk, kid." Oikawa Xueli narrowed her eyes, covered her lips with her wide sleeves, and looked at Biao Wenshi dangerously, as if she was ready to attack if they disagreed. When Kikyo heard this, she just glanced at Biao Wenqi without paying any attention to him. Kikyo, who has been traveling around the world for training as a shrine maiden since she was a child, is not a fool. She has seen people with the same personality as Biao Wenshichi before. As long as you ignore it, the other party will calm down slowly. Being stared at like this by Shirley Ishikawa, Biaowenshichi felt a little scared. A vengeful monster like the Snow Girl is not easy to deal with, and a big Snow Girl is even harder to deal with. The nervous Biao Wenqi immediately changed the subject and asked Kikyo: "Um, little sister Kikyo, when can we have dinner?"
Hearing this, Kikyo glanced at Biao Wenqi, and then said lightly: "There are some unfinished rice balls in the kitchen at the backyard of the shrine. You can go get some to fill your stomach." "Oh, if you can, help me get the lunch box over there." "Understood, thank you very much!" Upon hearing the voice, Biao Wenqi felt as if he had been pardoned. He quickly stood up and walked towards the backyard of the shrine.