Truth is everywhere within range

"Teacher, is it okay?"

Ariko, who was sitting in the sightseeing cabin and protected by blood, asked loudly.

"No problem. For insurance reasons, I carry a 107mm rocket and several 35mm rifle grenades to face this situation."

"Take it with you?"

Ariko looked at the teacher's backpack.

Ever since the teacher gained the power of a vampire, it seems that the burden on this backpack has become heavier and heavier.

Qiao Qiao stood on the top of the sightseeing cabin and looked at Yimulian.

Ichimokuren has his own shrine and is a true god.

This was the first time Qiao Qiao saw a serious god.

It doesn't seem to be much different from weird.

Of course, that's just appearance.

In the spiritual vision, what exists in Ichimokulian's body is extremely pure spiritual power, or divine power.

According to the god system that Qiao Qiao knows, Yi Mu Lian should be the type that transforms from weird to god.

It was originally just a weird thing that could affect the weather within a certain range. After being enshrined as a god, it absorbed people's faith and became a god of faith.

The difference between such a god and a weird appearance is very small.

Most of the eight million gods in Japan believe in this kind of god.

However, as a god of the Ise region, Ichimokuren will definitely not come to Tokyo to dance when he has nothing to do.

Qiao Qiao could also see that there was a black seed in Mulian's body, which was frantically absorbing divine power, and the differentiated branches were gradually spreading on Mulian's body.

On the pure white dragon scales, many places have been dyed black, and deep purple lines have appeared.

This is a power that is richer and deeper than Yin Qi. Qiao Qiao has only seen similar power in those old gods before.

To put it simply, Ichimokulian has been eroded now.

I don't know if it's man-made or an accident.

A belief in a god like Ichimura is still weird if you look at its roots.

Once you are stimulated by something that exceeds your boundaries, you may lose control.

The power of weirdness exceeds the power of faith, causing confusion in consciousness, and even directly degenerating and turning back into weirdness.

Although such a situation has never happened in the past, Qiao Qiao speculated on such a development based on the knowledge he obtained.

However, fortunately, Mulian is still a worshiped god after all.

At this moment, the divine power in his body was suppressing the black seeds, and that was why he was struggling like this.

What Qiao Qiao wants to do is of course not to send Ichimokulian to the underworld with one shot.

He can't do it yet.

What Qiao Qiao needs to do is to remove that bit of pollution.

Since Yimulian itself is already at odds with pollution, Qiao Qiao only needs to help him a little.

Therefore, Qiao Qiao put the 107mm rocket into the thin barrel made of blood.

Ignite, accelerate, and rockets fly out.

Whoosh——

Dragging the tail flame, the cannonball moved forward along a parabola in the strong wind.

At the same time, beside Qiao Qiao, the gun barrel made of blood also fell apart after the rocket was launched.

After all, I can't bear such a launch.

However, the blood did not just scatter, but quickly turned back into the shape of a gun barrel.

Qiao Qiao threw the remaining grenades into the barrel of the gun.

After controlling the blood and changing the caliber, the grenade was also launched.

At this time, the rocket had just hit the struggling Ichimokuren.

The polluted pure white dragon still wanted to avoid it.

But the rocket had exploded.

The dazzling firelight was particularly obvious under the clouds.

Along with the explosion, the shock wave of fragments and spiritual power spread out, completely covering Ichimokuren.

The grenades that followed one after another were like fireworks, exploding one by one, and the firepower covered the whole body of Murano.

The spiritual power radiated on the blackened scales of Ichimokulian, dispersing the pollution.

In an instant, light burst out from the body of the pure white dragon.

In the spiritual vision, all the black energy was immediately compressed to a very small point, returning to the form of a seed.

The blood around Qiao Qiao surged and turned into a sniper rifle in his hand.

Put the 12.7mm bullet into the gun chamber.

The vision brought by the vampire allows Qiao Qiao to accurately confirm the location of the seeds without using a scope.

Aim and shoot.

Bang——

The bullet with spiritual power accurately hit the black seeds hidden in Ichimoku's body.

Disturbed by the spiritual power, the black seeds separated from Ichimura's body and were quickly purified by the surging divine power around him.

Buzz——

In the cloudy sky, a ray of light fell.

The clouds were dispersed and the world was calm.

In this light, a white dot is falling.

But soon, the white dot stopped in mid-air.

The gentle wind sent the unconscious Yuki-onna back to the sightseeing cabin.

Ichimokulian turned his one-eyed gaze to Qiao Qiao.

No words, no communication whatsoever.

He just nodded silently.

Then, like a gust of wind, the pure white dragon flew into the blue sky and disappeared.

Qiao Qiao turned over and returned to the sightseeing cabin.

Ariko looked at Ichimokuren walking away.

"Ichimokuren is not the kind of god who loses control easily. What happened to that guy?"

There was great confusion in his voice.

The starlight in his eyes quickly faded.

After about ten minutes, all the tourists on the Ferris wheel were rescued.

As compensation, the amusement park provided guests with a free dinner at the Tokyo Dome Hotel and a pass that allowed them to play for free for a year.

Qiao Qiao didn't care much about this.

On the bench, Yamaguchi Jin and Yuki Onna were sitting together.

The snow girl regained consciousness soon afterwards.

Although he was almost torn apart by Ichimokuren's attack, fortunately, he was quickly replenished with spiritual energy and did not suffer any major sequelae.

However, the current situation cannot be regarded as having been alleviated.

"That, the topic just now."

Yamaguchi hesitated and glanced at the snow girl next to him.

"I think Miss Xueyuan is gentle, beautiful, kind, and a very good person."

Listening to Yamaguchi's words, Yuki-onna seemed to understand something, and her eyes suddenly dimmed.

But then, Yamaguchi Jin spoke again.

"But I am weak, hesitant, timid, and completely unreliable."

He mustered up the courage this time and looked at the snow girl.

"Before, I deliberately alienated Miss Xueyuan because I was afraid of being weird, but in fact I understand that it was because of my humbleness that I didn't dare to admit my sincerity."

Hearing these words, the snow girl raised her head and met Yamaguchi Jin's eyes.

"But now, I want to face myself."

Qiao Qiao didn't listen to the rest.

He put down his listening earphones.

There is a Chinese proverb that the most unworthy thing in the world is a happy love relationship.

"However, I always thought Yuki-onna was the kind of monster who murders people."

Ariko sighed with emotion.

Qiao Qiao shook his head.

"There is an article called "Snow Girl" in Koizumi Yakumo's "Ghost Story". It tells the story of two woodcutters who went up the mountain to cut firewood on a snowy day. They encountered a blizzard on the way, and a beautiful woman appeared in front of them."

"The woman blew a breath and froze the old woodcutter to death, but because the young woodcutter was handsome, she rescued him, told him that she was a snow girl, and warned him that if he mentioned this to anyone in the future, I will kill him myself.”

"The little woodcutter returned to the village. Not long after, a woman who looked similar to the snow girl came to the village, fell in love with the little woodcutter, got married, and gave birth to a child."

"The two lived a very happy life, until one snowy night, the little woodcutter remembered his experience that year and couldn't help but tell his wife."

"At this moment, my wife showed a ferocious face and turned into the appearance of a snow girl."

"She warned the little woodcutter that he had broken his promise. For the sake of their marriage and their children, she did not kill the little woodcutter. She just disappeared into the wind and snow and never appeared again."

Qiao Qiao talked about the content of the novel he had read in the library.

"The snow girl in Koizumi Yakumo's works dares to love and hate, regardless of everything. Maybe the snow girl he once met also existed like this."