Sanglang, who quietly accompanied Lu Yewu, sensed it, his ears twitched and he turned around.
It saw the owner of this house, Master Kamiya and Master Prajna, appearing in the living room at some unknown time.
The two adults pushed open the glass door from the living room to the courtyard and walked to Luye House.
At the sliding door connecting the living room to the indoor corridor, against the dirt of the wooden basin, the petite Hiyoribo was poking his head, and the five members of the hearse group also appeared in the corridor with their transformed whales.
But in the end, only Zashiki Warashi, who was wearing a beautiful kimono, walked in, and the rest of the ghost stories remained in the corridor.
"ah……"
Fu Bao approached Luye House, whispered softly, and at the same time used his small body to gently give the deer a hug from behind.
The little Lucky God doesn't know how to comfort his little sister now. But for Fu Bao, who takes protecting her family as her own responsibility, Xiaolu is also an important member of the family, and hugging her may make her feel better.
"Zashiki?"
Lu Yewu turned around and saw Fu Bao, his master and Prajna Master.
"I-I'm fine, Master." She turned her face away and wiped her red eyes with the back of her hand, "...I didn't cry."
Kamiya and Prajna looked at each other, sat down next to their apprentice, and spoke in a rare gentle tone:
"It doesn't matter even if you cry."
Immediately afterwards, the round Jizo statue appeared on the steps under the wooden floor of the courtyard, and the red silk wrapped around its neck automatically moved without wind.
The tall figure of the eight-foot-old woman appeared in the yard.
The injuries on her body have not yet healed, and her originally rosy and charming look is a little pale.
The eight-foot girl stretched out her hand to push down the hem of her skirt, squatted down in front of the deer, and gently stroked the deer's head.
"Yukino has always been a good boy."
She said this in a gentle tone.
"me……"
Perhaps it was the tenderness of her family that made Xiaolu no longer able to maintain her pretense. She began to sob and her shoulders shook. Then she finally couldn't help it, tears welled up in her eyes, she howled "Wow" and threw herself into the arms of the eight-foot girl.
She is very sad.
I have been very sad since I came back from Matsuzawa.
"Master Bashiku, that little grandpa didn't come back because he wanted to save me... He did it all because he wanted to save me..."
The eight-foot girl gently stroked the deer's back, while Prajna beside her gently placed her hand on the deer's head.
No one spoke any more, and the only sound in the yard was the increasingly violent crying of Lu Yewu.
People have the right to be sad, and they should not be immersed in nihilistic joy like the people of Matsuzawa. That is not healthy.
Because some things are bound to make people sad.
On the low wall of the courtyard, the Karasu Tengu remained in the form of a crow, standing quietly, looking at its master and the eldest lady with its red eyes.
Beside him, a little old man dressed as a void monk was sitting with his chin in his hands, thinking about something.
After sitting for a while, the little old man took out the shakuhachi and started playing.
Under the bright moonlight, the desolate sound of shakuhachi was like the sound of waves rolling in the wheat field, and it was also like a farewell to a person who had never met before.
The little old man had contact with his clone No. 3, but he never really saw that clone with independent consciousness until the last weak connection was completely severed.
To be honest, the little old man didn't have much emotion when the clone left.
It felt like his shadow suddenly came to life one day, ran away without a trace, then disappeared, and then a new normal shadow reappeared.
This statement is somewhat supernatural, but the little old man who is the ghost talker is the supernatural itself.
This is pretty much the situation now.
After No. 3 was completely disconnected, the little old man was able to summon three external bodies without independent consciousness normally again.
And what No. 3 did...
In any case, the little old man felt that that special body might be braver than himself.
That's an amazing doppelganger.
The deer just cried when he heard the familiar and sad sound of Shakuhachi.
She suddenly thought of what eight hundred nuns once said to her: "Your memory is yourself."
Xiaolu did not agree with this statement.
However, the little grandpa No. 3 has exactly the same memory as No. 0, so he spares no effort to protect himself, right?
If the person entering Matsuzawa with him was the current No. 0, he would have done the same thing, right?
The moonlight is bright tonight, it is a full moon, and the soft moonlight soaks through like water waves.
In the courtyard of Kamiya's house, ghostly figures stand quietly.
The moon is full and people are missing.
This has always been the case throughout the ages.
…
Two days later.
Kamiya finished his classes at Tokyo University and went to the countermeasures room.
He brought back two things from the countermeasures room.
One is to ask for stones.
This thing is a strange relic of the earthquake catfish. It has earthquake and tidal abilities, and it has a good compatibility with the small whale.
Because Uncle Jiecheng reported the process, Kamiya did not get any contribution points from this expedition against the earthquake catfish, but directly exchanged it for the important stone.
This is a smooth oval stone with a bit of pebble texture, about 40 centimeters long, and very heavy.
It may look unremarkable on the surface, but after all, it is a remnant of the Aragami. Spiritualists with higher perception can clearly feel the powerful extraordinary aura on the stone.
In addition to the key stone, Kamiya also brought back a pistol from the countermeasures room.
Glock G17.
Glock is recognized as one of the most useful pistols in the world. This G17 is a product of the last century and the earliest model in the Glock family. It has a square and regular appearance, which can meet the aesthetics of most people.
Firearms with the ability to eliminate ghosts are generally old-fashioned firearms, and most of them have experienced special supernatural events.
From the perspective of an exorcist, this Glock G17 is a relatively common exorcism weapon.
Comparing among the same types, the psychic power is weaker than that of the unmodified [Banshee], and the M1917 American-made Smith & Wesson used by Uncle Cheng is probably on the same level as the Matsuzawa double-barreled shotgun that Xiaolu picked up.
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Send it to Gao Tianyuan, spend some materials and soul crystals, and let Sister Jue transform and strengthen it, which should be enough for Xiaolu.
This Glock G17 was previously the weapon of another exorcist, but that exorcist recently changed to a new weapon, and the old gun was handed over to the countermeasures room warehouse to exchange for contribution points.
Kamiyagawa spent 100 contribution points to redeem this gun.
After experiencing many major extermination events, he accumulated nearly 700 contribution points in the countermeasures room. This kind of expenditure is still affordable.
When Kamiya arrived home, Kanoya hadn't come back yet.
She went to study with Master Kanazawa of Honganji Temple today.
But there’s no rush, this Glock still needs some modifications from my sister anyway.
Kamiya has not yet revealed to his apprentice that he is going to teach her how to use a gun. He will explain it to his apprentice later when he comes back and give her a surprise.
…
In the flower bell school in the other world, Kamiyagawa called out the whale.
"elder brother."
The transformed whale appeared dragging its big tail, its tail fin tapping the ground unconsciously, blinking its blue eyes in confusion.
"Little whale, this is for you."
Kamiya pointed at the key stone placed aside.
"Stone?"
"Well, it's a very powerful stone."
The little whale now has a C rank, and he used to be a subordinate shrine and enjoy worship services with Karasutengu in the shrine of the little tapir. Now he is a high-level C rank.
It's not too far away from growing into an Aragami.
Therefore, the strange relics of Earthquake Catfish are completely within his acceptance range.
"Thank you, brother."
Although he didn't know how powerful the stone was, the transformed whale still obeyed Kamiyagawa's instructions, dragged the whale's tail forward, and placed his little hand on the important stone.
Under his touch, the oval-shaped, smooth key stone transformed into a mist with thick water vapor and the smell of rock, floating around the whale's body. Before the little whale could fully react, the key stone
Then he disappeared.
The absorption process was surprisingly smooth.
"Do you feel any changes in your body?"
Kamiya asked in a coaxing tone.
Hua Jing's fingers nervously pulled at the hem of his clothes. After hesitating for a while, he seemed to finally understand the meaning.
"Yes, brother."
He took out the Drowning Conch, which had a strong oceanic atmosphere, and played it. The blue light spots spread in the sky above the school. In response to several heavy and ethereal whale calls in the air, eight skeletal whales floated out of the sky.
One of the carcass whales lifted up the small body of the transformed whale and carried him into the air.
Then I heard the sound of the conch horn changing in tone and becoming a little more resolute.
A roaring sound like a bell came from the body of an ordinary skeleton whale in the sky, and its size suddenly expanded. The white bones on its body took on the color of rocks, and a huge oval-shaped pebble with vibrating spiritual power emerged from the back of this skeleton whale.
It bulges out and blends perfectly with the petrified bones.
The special "earthquake whale" flipped up, and the originally ethereal whale call turned into a deafening roar of a giant beast.
Driven by it, the buildings and ground of Hualing Gui School began to tremble, and the originally calm artificial lake rolled up huge waves of several meters, crashing onto the shore.
"That's it, little whale!"
Standing in the cherry blossom forest, Kamiya quickly shouted to the whale in the sky, asking him to withdraw his magical power.
It's awesome enough, it's awesome enough.
If we continue, the school building may collapse.
This is the spawning point of Xiqi Doji and Kamiya's training ground. It's a pity that the monsters are gone.
The transformed whale cooperated very well and stopped playing the conch trumpet. The "earthquake whale" in the air shrank in size, and the rocky skeleton also returned to the state of white bones.
Then the whales disappeared one after another, and after the last one returned the whale to the ground, it also flicked its tail and turned into a faint blue light point and disappeared.
"Hua Jing, can you help your brother and sister more?"
The demonstration of new skills made the little whale a little excited, and seemed to be a little unsatisfied.
"Okay, okay, it's great."
Kamiya raised his hand to touch the whale's head, then took out his mobile phone and checked the whale's information on the page of "Kaitan Monogatari".
Sure enough, there is an extra column in the whale's skill column——
[Special Skills: Whale Bone·Key Stone]
[Whale Bone·Key Stone: The transformed whale plays the modulated Perseverance Conch and directs a skeleton whale spirit to sacrifice the key stone. The skeleton whale with the specified transformation gains the powerful ability to control tides and earthquakes, and can achieve large-scale regional destruction in a short period of time.
.]
It seems that the ability of the earthquake catfish has been well inherited by the little whale through the relic.
…
It was not until 9:30 in the evening that Kanoya took Obara's ghost motorcycle back home.
She had already had dinner at Honganji Temple.
When the apprentice came home, Kamiya called her into the living room mysteriously.
And on the coffee table in the living room, there was the Glock G17.
"Xiaolu, this is the magic weapon I said I would give you before, and I will teach you how to use it later."
Kamiya sat cross-legged, with his hands folded in front of his chest, and his tone was filled with inexplicable pride.
Kanoya put down his schoolbag, moved closer to the coffee table, and stared at the black pistol with confusion on his face.
"Master, this..."
"What, you don't like it?" Kamiya also glanced at the Glock G17 and thought to himself that it doesn't look very good. Maybe the little girl doesn't understand the charm of firearms. "It's okay. I will have to modify it later. Well, the black color may be too serious.
Now, before I give it to you, should I paint it pink for you?"
"Is this a matter of color? Master, isn't this a gun?"
"Yeah, what's the problem?"
Kanoya couldn't help but widen his eyes: "How can a gun be a magical weapon?"
She doesn't object to Kamiya giving her a gun.
No matter what the master gives, the little deer will accept it happily.
She just didn't understand why the master called the pistol a magic weapon, and why he called it so naturally...
"Humph!" Kamiya smiled and shook his head.
It seems that the young apprentice's understanding of "magical weapons" still remains at the level of fundamentalism.
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In order to change the young apprentice's rigid perception, he began to speak: "That's it, before I thought about giving you a pistol, I called your teacher Yunju and teacher Kanazawa respectively.
Ask them if there is any possibility of combining spirit-killing firearms with incense magic or Buddhism."
"Then what?"
"Ms. Yunju has a certain negative attitude towards this. She said that incense spells are originally spread through scent, and the effect of direct diffusion is almost the same as that of bullets. However, the possibility of combining special incense spells with special bullets is not ruled out.
It will produce a wonderful coordination effect. She has not tried this before, so she cannot make a complete conclusion."
"Then, where is Mr. Kanazawa?"
Kamiya's tone was slightly proud: "Kanazawa praised my bold idea."
Kanoya:……
I don’t know why, but Xiaolu always felt that maybe what Mr. Kanazawa said was not entirely a compliment to his master.
Kamiya continued: "Kanazawa said that in his impression there was an eminent monk who was not from Honganji Temple, oh, that was the abbot, and that eminent monk was equipped with firearms to remove spirits."
"Is there still such a thing?"
As the deer listened, his eyes began to glow, and he was obviously interested.
"So, Xiaolu, look. This Glock pistol carries extraordinary aura and can cause damage to spiritual bodies, so it can eliminate spirits, right?"
"Uh-huh!"
"Then, if we engrave scriptures on bullets, stuff merits into the barrel of the gun, and incorporate Buddhism into the fire that blooms from the muzzle, why can't it be regarded as a magical weapon?"