I loaded the ghost talk game

In the eternal life, I will pay my funeral to my hometown.

As early as a few years ago, Kamigukawa solved the problem of Yun Waijing's energy leakage for Fu Sangxiang, and after making this place a territory directly under the jurisdiction of Fu Sangxiang, there have been no major incidents in Fu Sangxiang.

Today's Fusang Township is as peaceful as usual.

On the edge of Taoyuan Township, where the fusang gods live, is a stretch of mountains, with lush white and red pine trees, like a living landscape painting.

Jue's cabin is located at the foot of the mountain.

It is relatively independent, and is actually quite far away from the village where Fu Sangshen lives.

And on the path leading to Jue Hut from the village——

General Seto was pacing back and forth on the path with a ceramic sword in his hand.

The whole body of this Setomono is made of extra-large porcelain. The head is a large wine pot, the torso is a wine boiling pot, the inverted cups on the lower body are like a blue and white war robe, and the feet are two large strips. spoon, and a huge teapot on his back.

But it should be said that despite his fragile appearance, Admiral Seto has a somewhat majestic and majestic temperament just from the appearance. Holding the Guandao and standing on this trail, at first glance, it looks like a general guarding the gate.

At the feet of General Seto, followed by a large group of Inoguchi Mururu.

Small fusangshins like Inoguchi Moru, each only as tall as a finger, are dressed like mendicants in tattered monk robes, and each one looks like a hat, with a small upside down on their head. Porcelain wine glass.

Bang bang.

Clang.

General Seto took a step forward, and a bunch of Seto objects on his body collided with each other, making a lot of noise. And the large group of Inoguchi Muru hurriedly followed General Seto, seemingly enjoying themselves endlessly. The porcelain wine glasses on their heads clashed with each other and kept ringing.

After a while of this, General Seto was probably tired from walking, so he finally put down the heavy ceramic sword and stopped to rest.

"Seto only patrolled the trail for two moments and started slacking off again."

"Seto can't do it again!"

Zhukou Mulu saw this, whispering to each other, and talking about it, just like a group of small overseers.

Hearing the discussion among the little porcelain cups, General Seto was so anxious that he puffed his beard and glared, and hurriedly defended himself: "No, it's not possible! I just recharged my energy and took a break. Besides, I didn't leave my post without authorization and neglected my duties, so how could I Is this considered slacking off?”

General Seto's current job is to guard the path that leads from the village of Fusangshen to the hut of the god craftsman.

Things started almost a month ago——

At that time, the ancient masters of Qin, Pipa Mu, and Sanwei here in Fu Sang Township summoned all Fu Sangshen to talk, saying that in the next period of time, the master craftsmen of the gods would be busy with important matters, and the Fu Sangshens were not allowed to go to the gods. Craftsman cabin bother.

Later, General Seto was arranged to guard the trail.

They say they are guards, but they are actually responsible for persuading the fusangshen to come back here.

Since Fu Sangxiang has been included in the management scope of Xingao Tianyuan, it is indispensable to select some Fu Sangshen with suitable abilities to contact the outside territories, or directly participate in the construction of the outside territories.

Therefore, there may be some Fu Sangshen who is working outside and suddenly comes back to see the Master Craftsman because he does not understand the situation.

However, this particular situation is unlikely to occur.

General Seto had been guarding the trail for a month. During this period, only Kakuzu, who was working in the outer territory, made a hurried visit.

After hearing that Lord Craftsman Kami was missing, Kakuzu Shushu turned back very simply, but asked Seto to inform him as soon as possible after the matter with Lord Craftsman Kami was over.

As for what the master craftsman was busy with recently, Kakuzushu didn't even ask.

In fact, even if he asked General Seto, he couldn't answer it. The elders didn't tell him.

Although General Seto has done a good job in his recent work, Inoguchi Moruru, who has a bad mouth, seems to have no intention of letting go of the opportunity to make fun of him, and he started shouting again -

"Seto just can't do it."

"I saw it with my own eyes yesterday, because Setomono was so frightened that he fell to the ground when he saw Lord Karasu Tengu flying over."

"The same goes for the time I met Inugami-sama a week ago."

"..."

During the time he was patrolling the trail, General Seto did meet Karatengu and Inugami.

Yesterday, I saw the Ainu hero god, Lord Karasu Tengu, flying past at low altitude. The pair of spread black wings disappeared from the skyline in a flash like dark clouds rolling down.

The previous time, General Seto took a few more steps towards the hut of the god craftsman, and suddenly saw the god of disaster in Oeyama, Inugami-sama, appearing with his claws and scales covering the sky and the sun.

Karasu Tengu and Inugami are both martial gods among the martial gods in Takamagahara, although their recent activities in Fusang Township have been to maximize their divine power. Little monsters like General Seto, whose senses are not particularly sharp, would not be aware of their presence unless they were close.

But the pressure of facing a god directly was huge after all, and General Seto was not mentally prepared at the time, so he was naturally shocked.

And the fact that Setomono was scared out of his wits will probably be laughed at by Inoguchi Muro for a long time.

"Nonsense!" Listening to the pigs' teasing and teasing, General Seto looked even more anxious as he recalled what happened before. If porcelain could be heated red, then the big wine pot on its head would probably be boiling red by now, "I'm just here. Salute to the worthy martial gods!"

"It's just cowardly!" "It's just cowardly!"

"Whoaaah!"

In the end, General Seto couldn't defeat a large group of Inoguchi Muro, and he continued to talk about unintelligible words such as "the duty of a warrior" and "respect the strong", which made the small porcelain wine glasses everywhere burst into laughter.

But then again——

General Seto followed the instructions of the elder Fu Sangshen and stayed at the front of the trail to persuade those Fu Sangshen who might have come here because they did not understand the situation.

And it met the War Gods twice during this period, which means that deeper in the trail, there are actually great beings like Karasu Tengu-sama and Inugami-sama, officially guarding it, right?

Even these gods and adults are guarding the way to the divine craftsman's cabin.

So what exactly is going on over there?

General Seto was curious, but he had no intention of exploring it at all.

Although this Seto object is recognized as an "embroidered pillow" in Fusang Township, it still claims to be a samurai. It believes that warriors should obey orders, ignore things that should not be asked, and do their duty well.

Perhaps it was because they were aware of its nature that the Fusangshen elders assigned it to the trail to do persuasion work.

So today, Setomono is still just staying at the front of the trail and trying to find face with Inoguchi Muro: "I was just unprepared before. Inugami-sama and Karastengu-sama are both great gods who protect our Takamagahara. I won’t be scared anymore, no matter what happens!”

And its voice had just finished speaking, when suddenly——

Boom!

A loud, loud sound rang out from the direction of the God Craftsman's hut without any warning, and it echoed for a long time and lasted for a long time.

Boom, boom, boom!

The loud, melodious, and heart-shaking bell rang in the head of Seto Mono's jug, and then at the boundary between heaven and earth in Fusang Township. Every inch of land and every inch of space seemed to be agitated by the appearance of this sound, beating like a heartbeat.

Fear, panic, and a terrifying force that had never been felt before enveloped General Seto from the inside out, and from the outside in, making his seemingly burly ceramic body tremble and involuntarily move towards the God Craftsman's House. Kneel down suddenly in the direction.

Including the noisy Inoguchi Mulu around them, they all jingled their bells and knelt down on the ground.

In the blurred vision, these porcelain Fu Sangshen seemed to see - on the mountains south of Fu Sang Township, there seemed to be some kind of glorious, great existence entrenched and towering, dazzling.

Then, the emotions in the hearts of General Seto and Inoguchi Mururu began to become uncontrollably turbulent.

Fear turned into sadness and depression, and then into joy and excitement, all mixed together in a mess, but each emotion was unusually vivid and vivid. The huge and seemingly endless emotional power turned into a wave of impact, burning their whole bodies, as if their porcelain bodies would completely crack in the next second.

After that, I don’t know how much time passed, maybe a few seconds, maybe a few hours, and the solemn sound of the bell finally became inaudible.

The fusangshen who were in torment suddenly felt their bodies lighten up, and all the restless discomfort they had felt before receded, replaced by an incomparable sense of calm and holiness.

They all felt happy.

It's not the joy that just happened when one's own emotions were manipulated at will by external terrifying forces, but a natural sense of joy. At the same time, Lian's body became lighter, as if he had been reborn.

Looking around, the mountains and forests are still mountains and the trails are still trails.

In the direction of the God Craftsman's hut, you can still only see a mountain range with lush white and red pine trees. As for the glorious existence that was glimpsed in the blur, entrenched between Gaomiao heaven and earth, it was as if it had never appeared before.

"What was that just now?"

"I thought I was going to break." "It's a false alarm. It seems like nothing happened to us?"

"That rampaging aura is so scary, but somewhat familiar."

"It's Lord Kamiya, right?" "It's Lord Kamiya, right?"

"..."

Zhukou Mulu were all talking.

Since the entire Fu Sang Township has followed Kamiyakawa, these little Fu Sangshen can be considered to have some knowledge.

That aura just now should belong to a god, right?

Like a god who exists in a distant place, looking at the world with disdain, pouring out his divine power without reservation.

So, is Lord Kamiya watching everyone?

The small porcelain cups recovered and got up from the ground in one fell swoop, but General Seto in front of them still knelt down and worshiped in the direction of the divine craftsman's cabin, looking very pious.

"Seto, get up quickly." "Seto, are you okay?"

Zhukou Mulu and others gathered around in confusion.

"Help me." Setomono kept kneeling, "I knelt too hard just now, and my right leg seemed to be broken..."

For a burly and fragile piece of equipment, it was unusual for the Seto Admiral to be bumped into.

Usually when it gets bumped, the only option is to have it repaired by the master craftsman Kaku. But now, Master Jue's personal disciple Tie Ye can easily repair it, and even the intern craftsmen in the outside territories who have briefly learned some skills from Master Jue can also do this.

Repairing this kind of thing has become easier than before.

…

God's Craftsman's Cottage.

Kamiyagawa seemed to have had a long dream.

It was a noisy and restless dream, in which time continued to pass like a raging tide, intertwining into various fleeting and bizarre scenes.

I saw the great lord of the country who was still Oakunouchi, a young man dressed in bright clothes and angry with his horse, holding a raw sword in his hand, roaring to rule the land of Weiyuan. The wisdom stolen from the Gaotian Plains was then spread downward, bringing civilization and enlightenment to the race.

I saw the solemn-looking Tiansun Qiongqiongchuzun with fluttering clothes, leading a group of Tianjin gods including Tiantian Numing, descending from the sky to inherit the land of the divine kingdom.

Seeing the faded childish appearance, Yibo led the human race and the demon race to seek common ground while reserving differences, just for survival, and rebuilt the imperial court on the broken land of Weiyuan...

Those ancient histories that have happened are connected to each other and become a turbulent ocean. Kamiyakawa felt like he was on a fragile boat, being beaten by the waves of the human emperor's history, being thrown high and falling heavily, and would be shattered at any time.

Immediately afterwards, he heard many people talking, and the voices were layered.

However, these voices are not as distant and unfamiliar as the ever-changing scene in front of them. Most of them are extremely friendly——

"Kamiya-kun, thank you! Oh, Sayuri also asked me to thank you."

"My mother told me that it is not shameful for a girl to like someone, especially if she likes someone who can make her better. Kamiya-kun, thank you. I hope you will be safe in the future."

"Boy, this incident happened thanks to you, thank you. Not only me, but the entire countermeasures room is grateful."

"Thank you, I am really grateful to the donor of Shengu."

"Mr. Kamiya, you said that my brother has...I don't know, a ghost or something...but no matter what, he is still my brother. You can take care of him, thank you."

"Big brother, thank you! Well...can I see Bando again in the future?"

"Teacher Kamiya, thank you for teaching me. I will never let you down."

"Thank you, Master! Master is the best!"

"Achuan, thank you."

"..."

Those countless words of thanks stretched Kamiyakawa's body so hard that he could no longer feel it. Then all the scenes related to mythology and history were crushed and smashed, turning into nutrients like gentle water flow, pouring into the limbs and bones of the Valley of the Gods, penetrating into every inch of the flesh and blood.

"Well..."

In a daze, Kamiyakawa tried to open his eyes.

Those nihilistic sights and sounds slowly disappeared, and the surrounding environment finally became stable.

He felt the soft touch, and the scent of cedar and rose was very close to him.

Then, there should be many figures impatiently surrounding him, swarming around him. Finally, Kamiya heard the first actual words after the end of the long dream——

"Lord Kamiya, you are already a god." (End of this chapter)