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The wind chimes on the eaves vibrated.

An Jing, who was accompanying the wolf at the Deer House, felt something, his pricked ears trembled, and he turned his head.

It saw the owner of this house, that Lord Kamiya and Master Banruo appeared in the living room at some point.

The two adults pushed open the glass door from the living room to the courtyard and walked to Kanoya.

At the sliding door connecting the living room to the interior corridor, the petite Rihefang was poking its head against the dirt of the wooden basin, and the five members of the hearse group also appeared in the corridor with the whales.

But in the end, only the zashiki boy in a beautiful kimono walked in, and the rest of the ghost stories remained in the corridor.

"ah……"

Fubao approached Kanoya, whispered softly, and at the same time gave Xiaolu a hug from behind with his small body.

Little Fushen didn'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 family member in this family, and a hug may make her feel better.

"Zashiki?"

Kanoya turned his head and saw Fu Bao, his master and Mrs. Prajna.

"I, I'm fine, Master." She turned her face sideways and wiped the red eye sockets with the back of her hand, "...I didn't cry."

Kamiya and Prajna looked at each other, sat down beside his apprentice, and said in a rare gentle tone:

"It doesn't matter if you cry."

Immediately afterwards, a round image of Ksitigarbha appeared on the steps under the wooden floor of the courtyard, and the red silk wrapped around the neck automatically moved without wind.

The tall figure of the eight-foot girl appeared in the yard.

The wound on her body has not healed, and her originally rosy and charming expression turned pale.

The eight-foot girl stretched out her hand to press down the hem of her skirt, squatted down in front of the deer, and gently stroked the deer's head.

"Xue Nai has always been a good boy."

She said so in a gentle tone.

"me……"

Perhaps it was the gentleness of her family that made Xiaolu unable to maintain her disguise anymore. She began to sob, her shoulders trembled, and finally couldn't help it. Tears welled up in her eyes.

She is sad.

Ever since I came back from Matsuzawa, I have been sad.

"Master Bachi, that little grandpa didn't come back to save me... it's all to save me..."

The eight-foot girl gently patted the deer's back, and Hannya beside her gently placed her hand on the deer's head.

Everyone didn't speak anymore, and the only sound that could be heard in the yard was the increasingly violent weeping of Lu Yewu.

People have the right to be sad, and they should not be immersed in vain joy like Songze people, that is not healthy.

Because some things are bound to be sad.

On the low wall of the yard, Wutengu maintained the shape of a crow, stood quietly, and stared at the master and the young lady with red eyes.

Beside him, a little old man dressed as a nihilistic monk was sitting with his chin propped up, thinking about something.

After sitting for a while, the little old man took out the shakuhachi, and began to play.

Under the bright moonlight, the desolate sound of shakuhachi is like the sound of wheat waves rolling up in the wheat field, and it is also like a farewell that has never been met.

The little old man had been in contact with his No. 3 clone, but he hadn't really seen that clone with independent consciousness until the last weak connection was completely severed.

To be honest, the little old man didn't feel much about the departure of that clone.

It felt like his shadow came alive one day, ran off, disappeared, and then a new normal shadow reappeared.

This kind of statement is a bit supernatural, but the little old man who is a strange story is the supernatural itself.

That's pretty much the way it is now.

After No. 3 was completely disconnected, the little old man was able to summon three bodies without independent consciousness again.

And what that number 3 did...

Anyway, the little old man felt that that special body might be braver than himself.

That's an amazing doppelganger.

Xiaolu just cried when he heard the familiar and sad shakuhachi sound.

She suddenly thought of what Babaichuni once said to her: "Your memory is yourself."

Xiaolu does not agree with this statement.

However, that little grandpa No. 3 spared no effort to protect himself because he has the exact same memory as No. 0, right?

If the person who entered Matsuzawa with him was the current No. 0, he would do the same thing, right?

Tonight the moon is bright and clear, it is a full moon, and the soft moonlight soaks down like water waves.

Ghosts stood still in the courtyard of the Kamiya family.

The moon is full and people are missing.

Throughout the ages, it has always been the case.

...

Two days later.

Kamiya finished the course at Tokyo University and went to the countermeasure room.

He brought two things back from the countermeasure room.

One is to ask for a stone.

This thing is a strange relic of the earthquake catfish. It has the ability of earthquakes and tides, and has a good compatibility with the small whale accident.

Because of Uncle Cheng's reporting and going through the process, Shengu didn't get contribution points for the crusade against the earthquake catfish this time, and directly exchanged for this important stone.

This is an oval smooth stone with a pebble-like texture, about 40 cm long, and very heavy.

It may seem ordinary on the surface, but after all, it is a remnant of the Rage God, and the spiritual master with a higher perception can clearly feel the powerful extraordinary aura of Yao Shishang.

In addition to Kaname, Kamiya also brought back a pistol from the countermeasure room.

Glock G17.

Glock is recognized as one of the best pistols in the world. This G17 is a product of the last century and the original model of the Glock family. The appearance is square and regular, which can meet the aesthetics of most people.

Firearms with the ability to remove spirits are generally old-fashioned firearms, and most of them have experienced special supernatural events.

From the perspective of a spiritual master, this Glock G17 is a relatively common spiritual weapon.

Compared with the same type, the psychic power is weaker than that of the unreformed [Banshee], and the M1917 American-made Smith \u0026 Wesson M1917 made by Uncle Yu is about the same level as the Matsuzawa double-barreled shotgun that Xiaolu picked up.

But that's okay.

Send it to Gao Tianyuan, spend some materials and soul crystals, let Jue sister transform and strengthen it, it should be enough for Xiaolu.

This Glock G17 was used by another necromancer before, but that necromancer recently changed to a new weapon, and the old gun was handed over to the countermeasure room warehouse for contribution points.

Kamiyagawa spent 100 contribution points to redeem this gun.

Having gone through many major exorcism events, he has accumulated nearly 700 contribution points in the countermeasure room, which is still affordable.

When Kamiya arrived home, Kanoya hadn't come back yet.

Today she went to Honganji Temple to study with Master Kanazawa.

But there is no rush, anyway, this Glock still needs sister Jue's modification.

Shen Gu has not revealed to his apprentice that he will teach her how to use a gun. After the apprentice comes back, he will explain it and give her a surprise.

...

In the Hualing School in the other world, Kamiyagawa calls out Huajing.

"elder brother."

The Huahua Whale showed up with its big tail, its tail fin unconsciously patted the ground, blinking its blue eyes, ignorant.

"Little whale, this is for you."

Kamiya pointed to the key stone that was set aside.

"Stone?"

"Well, it's a very powerful stone."

The little whale now has a C-level, and before serving as a slave god, he and Utengu enjoyed faith offerings in the small tapir's shrine, and now it is the upper level of the C-level.

It's not too far away from growing into an Aragami.

Therefore, the relics of the strange stories of the earthquake catfish are completely within the scope of his acceptance.

"Thank you, brother."

Although he didn't know how powerful the stone was, Huajing still obeyed Kamiyagawa's order, dragged the whale's tail, walked forward, and put his small hand on the key stone.

Under his touch, the oval, smooth keystone transformed into a mist with thick water vapor and a rocky smell, floating and pouring into the body of the evolution whale. Before the little whale could fully react, the important stone disappeared.

The admission process was surprisingly smooth.

"Do you feel any changes in your body?"

Kamiya asked in a coaxing tone.

Huajing's fingers tugged at the hem of his clothes awkwardly, hesitating for a while as if he finally understood the meaning.

"Yes, brother."

He took out the sea drowning snail, which had a strong ocean atmosphere, and played it with a whine, and the faint blue light spots spread over the sky of the school. Several heavy and ethereal whale calls echoed in the air, and the eight-tailed skeleton whale floated out of the air.

One of the skeletal whales lifted the small body of the skeletal whale and carried him into the air.

Then I heard the tone of the conch horn change, and it became a little more resolute.

An ordinary skeletal whale in the air made a loud gurgling sound, and its size suddenly expanded. The pale bones on its body had the color of rocks, and a huge oval pebble with vibrating spiritual power protruded from the back of this skeletal whale, perfectly fused with the petrified bones.

The special "earthquake whale" flipped over, and the ethereal whale cry turned into a deafening roar of a giant beast.

Driven by it, the buildings and the ground of Hualing Guild School began to tremble, and the originally calm artificial lake rolled up huge waves of several meters, crashing onto the shore.

"Okay, little whale!"

Standing in the cherry blossom grove, Kamiya hurriedly yelled at the Huajing in the air, telling him to withdraw his supernatural powers.

It's good enough, it's good enough.

If it continues, maybe the building of the tricky school will collapse.

This is the birth point of Xiqi Boy, and it is the training ground of Shengu. It is a pity that it is gone.

The Huahua whale stopped playing the conch horn very cooperatively, the size of the "earthquake whale" in the air shrank, and the rocky skeleton also returned to the state of white bones.

Afterwards, the skeletal whales disappeared one by one, and after the last one sent the morphing whale back to the ground, it also flicked its tail and turned into a faint blue light.

"Huajing, can you help your brother and sister more?"

The demonstration of the new skills made the little whale a little bit excited, and it seemed a little unfinished.

"Yes, yes, very powerful."

Kamiya raised his hand to touch Huajing's head, then took out his mobile phone and checked Huajing's information on the page of "Ghost Story".

Sure enough, there is an extra column in the skill column of Huajing——

[Special Skill: Whale Bone Keystone]

[Whale Bone · Keystone: The morphing whale plays the tune-changed resolute conch, and directs a skeleton whale spirit to sacrifice the keystone. The skeletal whale with the specified change has 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 wasn't until half past nine in the evening that Kanoya returned home on Ohara's ghost locomotive.

She had already had dinner at the Honganji Temple.

When the apprentice came home, Shen Gushen mysteriously called her into the living room.

And on the coffee table in the living room, there is the Glock G17.

"Little Deer, this is the Magical Artifact I said I would give you, and I will teach you how to use it later."

Kamiya sat cross-legged, with his hands folded in front of his chest, with an inexplicable pride in his tone.

Kanoya put down his schoolbag, moved closer to the coffee table, stared at the black pistol in doubt, looked left and right, and showed embarrassment.

"Master, this..."

"Why, don't you like it?" Kamiya also glanced at the Glock G17, thinking that it's not very good-looking, maybe a little girl doesn't understand the charm of guns, "It's okay, I will remodel it later. Well, black may be too serious Okay, before handing it over to you, I'll paint it pink for you?"

"This, 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 a little: "How can a gun be a magic weapon?"

She does not object to Kamiya giving her a gun.

No matter what Master gave, Xiao Lu would happily accept it.

She just didn't understand why the master called the pistol a magic weapon, and it was so natural...

"Hmph!" Kamiya smiled and shook his head.

It seems that the little apprentice's cognition of "dharma implements" is still at the level of fundamentalism.

Not flexible enough.

In order to change the little apprentice's rigid cognition, he began to talk: "It's like this, before I decided to give you a pistol, I called your teacher Yunju and teacher Jinze separately. Ask them if there is any possibility of combining spirit-killing guns with incense or Buddhism."

"Then what?"

"Miss Yunju has a certain negative attitude towards this. She said that the magic of incense is originally diffused through smell, and the effect of direct diffusion is almost the same as that of bullets. But it does not rule out the possibility of special incense spells and special bullets. It will produce a very wonderful synergistic effect, she has not tried this aspect, so she cannot make a complete conclusion."

"Then, where is Kanazawa-sensei?"

Kamiya's tone was slightly proud again: "Kanaze praised my idea as bold."

Kanoya: ...

I don't know why, Xiao Lu always felt that maybe what Mr. Kanazawa said was not entirely a compliment to Master.

Kamiya continued: "Kanazawa said that in his impression, there is an eminent monk who is not from Honganji Temple, oh, that is an abbot, and that eminent monk is equipped with firearms for exorcising spirits."

"Is there such a thing?"

As Xiao Lu listened, his eyes began to light up, obviously interested.

"So, Xiaolu, look. This Glock pistol, because it carries an extraordinary aura, can cause damage to spirit 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 integrate Buddhism into the fire that blooms from the muzzle of the gun, why can't it be regarded as a magic weapon?"

"Um……"

Xiaolu began to think seriously.

What Master said, what he said... makes sense!