Abyss Express

Chapter 400 Operator # 7 [Powerful Looking·Large appearance]

Miyamoto Kumata - as the name suggests, he is tall and burly.

I ring the bell at the observation deck of the West Wing of Fushan Temple in Lingtai. I have no bad habits, don’t smoke, and like to drink very much.

They have to work 14 hours a day, from 8:00 am to 10:00 pm, to ring the death bells for the dead souls of Shendao City in batches and batches to perform a ceremony. The wandering ghosts near Fushan Temple in Lingtai heard the bells. Man's thinking model is close to the end of life, and he will take the initiative to go to the incense hall of the black eye empress to execute the program of reincarnation.

"Mr. Xiong Tai's daily job is to ring the bell?"

Xiao Xueming squatted in the corridor outside the teahouse, looking at the giant man sitting on the bench not far away to enjoy the shade——

——The man's hair is dirty, his thick beard is almost connected with his hair, half of his arm is hanging out, and one sleeve of his monk's robe is cut off.

These monks seem to be wild monks who have become monks halfway. They say they work for the Bodhisattva Black Eyed Thousand Hands. Neither the White Ape Old Man nor Mrs. Xiong has a shaved degree, so naturally it is impossible to talk about scalding ring scars and abiding by clean rules.

Mr. Xiong Tai was sitting cross-legged, rubbing his toes with his thick knuckles. When he struck the bell, he exerted all his strength suddenly. Sour and swollen.

Following the strange clicking sound of his toes, Xiong Tai lowered his head and responded casually to Xiao Xueming.

"It's like this, to be able to do things for the black-eyed empress is to build good deeds and accumulate virtue."

Xue Ming rested his cheeks and asked, "Mr. Xiong Tai, how long do I have to wait here?"

Mrs. Xiong seemed to have thought of something happy, and said with a smile: "When the tables and chairs in the teahouse are full, you can take a bath and shave your hair with other children, and the white ape will take you to the black-eyed empress—hook Scales to settle merits, burning incense and chanting sutras to get rid of troubles."

Xueming: "This is to forget all the troubles? Then start life again?"

"Um."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Xiong put down her strong right leg and replaced it with her left leg, and rolled up the linen trousers——

——Xue Ming took a good look at this leg. Considering Mr. Xiong Tai's burly body, this calf is almost thicker than his eight-year-old waist.

Taking the six-meter-high beams of the Bell Pavilion as a reference, Mr. Xiong Tai's height is about 228 centimeters. In the eyes of the children, he is an invincible giant who cannot be disobeyed or resisted.

At this moment, Mrs. Xiong washed her hands very carefully, wiped a little grease on Zhong Ting's pig's pan, and washed away the oil and grass clippings in the nails, which were the dirt on the straw rope and wooden stakes .

The clear water spurts from the tiger's kiss of the bronze beast statue, and flows along the moss-covered stone wall of the ancient temple to the depths of the forest.

While washing his hands, Mr. Xiong Tai muttered something.

"In the world of mortals, there are thousands of troubles. The longer a person lives, the heavier the burden on the body, the more knowledge, the heart will gradually become dirty and dirty, not as innocent and pure as a child."

"People who come to Heimu Niangniang to rest are like travelers who travel through mountains and rivers, always carrying heavy bags on their backs because of all kinds of greed, hatred and obsession."

"Under the washing of [Colorful Flowers·Thousands of Reds and Purples], these souls become pure and natural again, and the traveler also has the strength to embark on a new life path-this is the perfect merit."

Xue Ming immediately said: "Why do I sound like the living habits of insects?"

"Huh?" Mr. Xiong Tai shook off the moisture in his hands, and with his thick arms, he picked up the hot and strong wind, and swept the fallen leaves on the brick floor of the bell pavilion into the deep forest, "What are you talking about?"

As soon as this burly silly monk stood up, he became very oppressive. Comparing Xue Ming with him was like the difference in size between an elephant and a jackal.

But Xue Ming was not afraid when he was young, he was always a boy with a nice voice, and with a single mouth, he could make the blood pressure of crooked things soar.

"I said, the things that Mr. Xiong Tai just said are like ants and wasps—the queen bee and ants all ask the children to go out to collect food, but they have no chance to live a second time, but the people in Kanto City can die And live, live and die."

"These travelers kept sending their bags, and the black-eyed empress kept their memories. Since this world of mortals is so terrible and painful in Mr. Xiong Tai's heart. Why does the black-eyed empress let people continue to reincarnate and live again Woolen cloth?"

"Little friend" Miyamoto Kumata's expression became very scary, he frowned and glared, the muscles and hair on his face could squeeze out several traditional characters, "Are you questioning the achievements of Lingtai Fukuyama Temple? Are you It means, isn’t it right for us to do this? Not good?”

"No." Xue Ming didn't back down, and stared blankly at Mr. Xiong Tai's eyes: "I'm just curious, and I want to repeat the words just now—since this world of mortals is so terrible in Mr. Xiong Tai's heart .”

"I'm different!" Before Xue Ming could finish speaking, Xiong Tai immediately interrupted: "I'm an immortal under the seat of Empress Heimu, and I have more important duties, so naturally I don't have to fall into reincarnation forever."

Xueming went on to say, "Is that so?"

Mr. Xiong Tai immediately nodded and smiled: "That's it."

It seems that the black bear fairy's brain is not working well——

——Xue Ming pursed her lips and acted as a reply reader again.

"But you still didn't tell me the reason! Since this world of mortals is so painful, the memories brought back by travelers can only be regarded as heavy burdens, but they have to live and die forever. Unlike worker ants and worker bees, bugs are probably No pain—but what about these dead souls? Can't they rest? Can't they die completely?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Mr. Xiong Tai looked angry, and he picked up the broom in the bell pavilion to beat the bad-mouthed kid.

But halfway through the broom swing, the burly man softened——

——He saw Xue Ming's eyes were watery, and he wanted to run away but couldn't get through his broad arms, so he froze by the threshold of the teahouse, not daring to make a sound.

So Mrs. Xiong put down the broom again, leaned on her waist angrily, saw Xue Ming holding the sunny baby as a life talisman, and finally gave up the idea of ​​using force.

"Why not let the travelers die?" Mrs. Xiong rubbed her fingers, squatted beside Xue Ming, and continued, "Your question really stumps me."

Xue Ming leaned closer to the gate, to stay away from this agitated and capricious man.

"So you know it? Don't you? You know it's not good to do this. You can vaguely feel that this matter is not in line with common sense, right? Mr. Xiong Tai?"

"It's so noisy!" Kumamoto Miyamoto waved his hand blah, telling Xueming to shut up, "Just ask some weird questions!"

"I only know a few things. If travelers don't let go of their burdens, they will go crazy and become monsters!"

"When the time comes, they won't even be able to do human beings, so Lei Shen and Feng Shen will behead them all with magical weapons capable of killing demons!"

Xue Ming: "Crazy? Becoming a monster?"

Mrs. Xiong: "That's right! If a person lives too long and refuses to be reincarnated, he will definitely become a man-eating monster."

The psychic power of the VENOM organization comes from the original seed, which is similar to the Mad Butterfly Sacred Church, and has undergone a blood donation ceremony.

If the Riemannian thinking model begins to disintegrate, just like the blood granting unit, these people who live in virtual and real life will become [meat eaters]—whether it is cannibalism or continue to buy mods to experience Maintain personality.

The process of rebirth of these ghosts again and again starts with a fresh cloned brain, and gradually endows them with complete prosthetic organs, with no piece of flesh on their bodies being their own.

In the blissful space, they taste the memories of others, which is like injecting new food into the Riemannian thinking model.

When the Riemannian thinking model exceeds the service life, the monster wrapped in the steel armor will gradually return to the nature of the carnivore, which is what Mr. Xiong Tai said-personality splitting and demonization.

From this information, Xue Ming got a crucial clue.

"Mr. Xiong Tai, you just said that Thor and Fengshen have the ability to kill demons? Is that right?"

Talking about this matter, Xiong Tai immediately became excited. Once he got involved with the six gods of Shinto, these priests seemed to be tainted with divinity, and immediately became fans and began to boast.

"Of course! The incarnations of the two gods, Shuo Feng and Gai Feng, are the most powerful and greatest heroes in Shinto City!"

Xue Ming: "Can they kill demons? Can they also kill these travelers completely?"

Mrs. Xiong only felt that something was wrong, but she continued to talk about this topic.

"Uh, gods don't harm ordinary people."

Xueming: "Just say you can kill it?"

Xiong Tai: "Thunder God and Feng Shen have sharp blades to destroy spirits."

Xue Ming immediately pretended to be a little fanboy, and his eyes started to shine brightly!

"Oh! What's it like?!"

Mr. Xiong Tai didn't know what to do for a while, and he couldn't refuse this kind of look at the enthusiastic and studious children.

"It is said that in the coal mines in the southern barren mountains of Nozuka, Kansai, there was a man-eating tree that turned into a demon."

"Women and children will disappear inexplicably when travelers pass through that forest."

"The residents in the villages and towns prayed to the gods, and the Shinto people sent Thor to the world to investigate this matter."

"There was an outstanding craftsman whose wife and daughter were eaten by demons in order to bring him food."

"The craftsman's surname is Murasame, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to make a treasured sword for Thunder God—"

"—Kill the whales in the sea to get the skin, and use the cedar wood around Fukuyama Temple as the handle and scabbard."

"Bronze and iron equipment is the kitchen knives and sewing needles of every household, and it entrusts the wishes of countless families."

"The moment the long-rolled broadsword is forged, it can split the branches of eight demon trees with one knife—hence its name [Magic Knife·Basong Village Rain], it can chop the soul of demons and completely kill the spirit die."

"Thor took the sword to kill demons and demons, and smashed the roots and trunks of the dryads. Those who were eaten returned to their relatives."

"But there are still many families, many men who cannot wait for their missing wives and children."

"Then Thor got angry, because these women and children were probably not killed and eaten by monsters, but during the tiring and exhausting journey, they were used as food by the men in the family. They set up iron pots to boil water, cooked them and made them into stews. The food, I ate it in my stomach."

"Thunder God held the sword and killed many monsters in human skin. The entire Grand Canal in the six cities of Kansai was dyed red with bright red blood."

"This is the origin of the Eight Pine Sword, kid"

Xueming: "Then where can I get it?"

Mr. Xiong Tai seemed to have been hit hard by a hammer——

——He didn't turn his head, he didn't react yet.

It feels like a bear pointing at the top product in the Gundam toy store and shouting "That! I want that!".

"That's Thor's sword! How dare you touch the god's weapon?"

"Then back to the previous question! Mr. Xiong Tai!" Xiao Xueming asked sternly: "Since the world of mortals is so terrible and so hard! Why not let Thor hold the sword and kill all the suffering people?"

Mr. Xiong Tai muttered, his voice became smaller——

——He looked down at the innocent and lovely child, and suddenly shuddered.

Falcon and Jester are the principals and teachers of classic human education institutions. Their teaching purpose is to turn children into weapons.

At this moment, Xueming's "childlike innocence" performance has become very reasonable.

Xueming went on to say: "So the black-eyed lady knows this, and she still wants the travelers to continue to live, otherwise how can she collect nectar? How can she collect food? Right?"

Mr. Xiong Tai's voice was getting softer and weaker, and he was talking in a daze.

"No. No."

Xue Ming: "The gods need slave labor. Without these slave labor to send more module experience, artificial intelligence can't move left and right, can't update the version number?"

Riemann's thinking model is an electronic brain based on the structure of the human brain. Experience is the most important thing for the gods, it can maintain the human body of the gods, instead of completely becoming a vassal of the original seed or the holy beast.

Mrs. Xiong continued to mutter: "No slave labor? Where are slave labor?"

Seeing that Mr. Xiong Tai's CPU was about to smoke, Xue Ming immediately stopped asking and returned to the previous question.

"Since this eight-song sword can kill ghosts, what is the origin of the other sword? What function does it have?"

Mr. Xiong Tai seems to have grasped the life-saving straw, and suddenly regained his energy. He was about to continue telling folk stories, to talk to Xue Ming about the corporate culture of Shinto City, and to spread the truth, goodness and beauty of the gods.

At this time, a dozen children came from the leading road in the west wing. Those are the new travelers, all called [Colorful Flowers·Thousands of Reds] who have turned into eight-year-old children.

Mrs. Xiong didn't have time to continue talking with Xueming. The old white ape leaned against the wall of the alley, asking the children to hold hands and not get lost.

When he came to the teahouse, the old man saw that Xue Ming and Xiong Tai were happily chatting speculatively, and he was also very happy. He didn't ask any more questions, handed the children to Xiong Tai, and left immediately.

Xue Ming didn't say a word, staring at these dead souls who were attacked by the soul power.

The shape of these children is very strange -

——They were grizzled, but not old, and they all wore shrouds that fit perfectly. They were all holding hands without saying a word, wary of each other, looking at each other with sinister eyes.

On the backs of these children, the sutures of the shrouds left a special opening, and a huge sarcoma drilled out from the back of the back, like a heavy luggage.

Xueming thought, maybe this is the "burden" that Mrs. Xiong said - it is the memories and experiences that travelers cherish and cannot let go.

Looking closely at the tumor again, a mound-shaped mass about 50 centimeters long protruded from the back of the leading little boy, and an old-fashioned face grew out of the tumor, like a parasitic conjoined twin.

The boy seemed to be affected by the meat mound, and followed the old man on his back with the same gloomy expression, looking around with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, and when he talked about the reincarnation ceremony of the black-eyed lady with Mr. He looked desperate, as if he felt that the money was not enough.

The two little girls in the back line were fighting together——

——Xue Ming saw it clearly. A girl at the back stretched out her hand to touch the tumor of her companion in front, gouged out a piece of flesh, and handed it to her "burden". The two rows of sharp teeth chewed up the flesh and swallowed it into the stomach at once, so the meat mound grew a little longer, as if it could be exchanged for more blessings in the next life.

Mrs. Xiong heard the beatings and insults in the team, and shouted——

——A terrifying roar emanated from the strong man's throat, like a black bear howling, a tiger and a leopard roaring.

The team immediately became quiet, and the children became timid and timid, and stopped being noisy, but the faces on the backs had their own strengths and expressions.

There are fun people who laugh and sneer at the good show, and there are people who are scared and want to show their good life.

Xue Ming took a closer look, and at the end of the line was a child who was so swollen that he didn't look like a human. The "burden" on his back had six faces. It seemed that his personality had split and he was reincarnated when he was on the verge of collapse.

Such a frightening and strange spectacle should be able to scare ordinary people crazy in the ordinary world, but to Xue Ming, it should be considered a small scene, and he is still thinking about it in his heart.

The last diligent worker bee must have found a new way to make a fortune. Before the collapse of Riemann's thinking model, the symptoms of schizophrenia came out, but more memories were brought in, and they were divided into different personalities. Several times the burden—I never thought that I would meet Juan Wang in this kind of underworld, and he was a strong man who devoted himself to studying "Reincarnation".

As for the two little girls in the team who were fighting together and had a conflict because of stealing the "burden", Miyamoto Kumata didn't seem to plan to deal with this matter, as if the god servant's brain was not very good, There is no way to uphold justice—in the eyes of Mr. Xiong Tai, the things on these children are not wealth, but the evil fate that dead souls begged for in the world of mortals.

Xueming followed the children into the teahouse, and saw Mrs. Xiong get into the curtain and run to the back kitchen to prepare tea.

Mrs. Xiong said as she walked: "Children, don't worry, I will cook soup for you, which can relieve your fatigue and pain."

Later, Kurome Thousand Hands should cut off all these sarcoids. The process of stripping memories is like performing brain surgery on the Riemannian thinking model. The snacks and tea in the teahouse in the West Chamber are exquisite. They are the divine wine and divine cakes used to anesthetize the travelers before the death ceremony.

In such a little free time, Xiao Xueming could hear the children whispering around.

"The tumor on your body is so big! ~ Can you get a lot of money?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! When I get on the iron hook and iron scale of Empress Heimu, won't it be clear how many catties and how many taels are there?"

"How cunning is that nasty guy behind me, he actually has six faces and carries six 'burdens'! The black-eyed lady saw it, what if we want us to bring six more?"

"Don't blame others for what you can't do yourself!"

"Shh don't talk."

"When it was time to hang up the iron hook, the few of us united and complained to Niang Niangniang, saying that the guy with six faces is actually a man-eating ghost."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The six-faced child carrying a heavy burden was nervous and eager, with cold sweat dripping from his face.

"Hello"

At this moment, a child with a gloomy and terrifying face came to Xue Ming's side.

"You don't seem to have any burden on you? Why?"

He leaned in front of Xueming, showing off the tumor on his body, extruding a decadent and old face from the tumor, and smiling with Xueming.

"Little brother, I see that you are alone and have no one to rely on. I am afraid that you are a lonely ghost who died in an accident and lost his burden."

"We are all neighbors in the same township and county. We have to take care of each other when we go out. Why don't we make friends?"

Xueming: "How do you say this? How do you call it?"

The child and the old man in the sarcoma whispered in their ears.

"You can just call me Taro, and you heard it just now. As long as you say the same thing with us, speak the same words, cry a few words with Niang Niangniang, and say that your burden has been eaten by this six-faced monster—— Let's complain to Empress Heimu together, and put pressure on this guy to hand over all the treasures on his body."

"We help each other, and when the time comes to clear the karma, you can also get a benefit, so you won't go back to Shinto City empty-handed."

"We are all village sages. If you come to join us, you can take care of each other. No matter how you think about it, it will be a good deal."

Xue Ming was not frightened by these weird sarcoid tumors, on the contrary, these few short sentences made him shiver all over——

——This kid's soft body is white and tender, but his tone is old-fashioned and tricky, just afraid that he won't be able to eat a mouthful of fresh human flesh.

"Think about it, we have so many people, if you don't want to cooperate, I'm afraid it will be very sad." Taro persuaded kindly: "Mr. Xiong Tai's eyes are not good, his heart is as rough as his fingers, and his ears are too early. I was deafened by the sound of the bell - there are children stealing treasures openly in the team, the stupid Mr. Xiong Tai is deaf and blind, he can't see or hear, he wants to make this thing done, and he does it beautifully There shouldn't be any risk."

"If you don't know what's good and what's wrong, there doesn't seem to be any surprise for us village sages to lose a baby in this teahouse."

"As long as you use your mouth, you can get a lot of money."

"I don't think this is a difficult task, right? A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, but a man who understands current affairs is a hero."

"People go to high places, but water flows to low places. It is a sin to have a precious treasure but fail to protect it."

"That six-faced monster seems to be very powerful, and he can bear so many burdens—in fact, he is the weak one. The weak are eaten by the strong. This is the most reasonable and kindest thing."

"So brother, have you considered it?"

Taro stretched out his hand, asking Xueming to shake hands with him, as a sign of the completion of the transaction.

Xue Ming stretched out his hand, then clenched it into a fist.

Taro's expression changed dramatically——

"——What do you mean? Do you want to use this weak body to deal with so many of us?"

Before he finished speaking, his fist had already hit Taro's cheek!

The broken tooth flew to the face of another girl beside her, and the screams immediately echoed around the walls of the teahouse.

Black and filthy blood burst out from the mound of flesh, and the fierce fists seemed to be beating a snare drum, gnawing out new wounds again and again.

In just a minute, Mr. Xiong Tai heard the noise and rushed out in a rage.

When he opened the door curtain, he saw Taro slumped beside the small table with limp limbs and twitching hands and feet, as if breathing in but not out.

Pieces of dirty blood splashed on the children beside him, Xue Ming almost turned into a blood man, sitting in a dignified posture.

"I'm really scared. Mr. Xiong Tai."

Xue Ming said swearingly, pointing to the children present with bloodstains on their bodies.

"They stood up suddenly just now and rushed towards brother Taro together. The process was too fast."

The village sages who were being criticized at the side wanted to say something, but things were obviously not like this.

"Mr. Xiong Tai, I feel like I'm going to be torn apart by them!"

Xue Ming waved his arm, and thick black blood splashed all over the face of the little girl who was trying to defend herself.

All of a sudden, this group of scheming brats didn't seem to dare to speak.

Taro was still struggling beside the table and chair, his skull was sunken, his eyeballs were protruding, and the eyeballs were about to fall out. He couldn't say a word, his eyes stared at Xueming with hatred, but when his four eyes met, he called out again. Xue Ming's eyes were frightened out of his wits, and he didn't dare to look at each other again.

Kuma Miyamoto was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, he finally warned the travelers angrily.

"Next time, if I see you secretly bullying others! I won't make you snacks! Knead you into a big meat ball! Send it to the hook to be weighed! No one can escape!"

He took another look at Xueming, then changed his words.

"Except you! You are the best!"