Ten minutes later, Moon Cafe.

Suddenly at the entrance of the door, a beautiful young girl came in suddenly, covering her chest and breathing slightly. Obviously hurried over.

Although there are few people in the coffee shop, they all marvel at the beauty of the girl and obviously don't know Kujo Mai. This is also normal. Although there are many people playing Mahjong, not everyone knows Jiu Mai.

The young girl stared at the cafe until she saw the familiar wooden knife on the table. After looking a little hesitant, she bit her pink lip and finally came to Kimura and the tree.

"Come here ... sit." Kimura and the tree, like friends, motioned to Kuju to sit down.

"Sorry, because I have to say goodbye to my predecessors, I am late." Jiu Mai Mai sits opposite Kimura and the tree, with a look of sorrow, she finally sees the appearance of Kimura and the tree, although she is surprised that Kimura and the tree and her Similar age, but she dare not ask more.

The reason she was in a hurry was because Kimura and Shu had just spoken a word in her ear.

"See you in Moon Cafe in ten minutes. Otherwise, I will forcefully recover your funeral."

Not bad, the spiritual light seen by Kimura and the tree is to pay for the loss.

The so-called funeral god, in Japanese legend, means that if the appliance is left unattended for a hundred years, it will become a monster because it has been absorbed for too long.

Paifu is a type of ghost in Japan. When it comes to Japanese gods and ghosts, that's really not enough to say the last three days and three nights.

From the snow girl to the bone girl, from the Ibaraki boy to the bird, and the Kappa that ran out in the summer, everyone is a familiar monster. These monsters are either from the legend of sadness or the incarnation of the spirits of heaven and earth. They are full of mysterious stories. They have also become the material of many literary works.

日本 And Japan has its own system on the definition of the concept of gods and ghosts. But unlike the Chinese mythology, the Chu and Han circles are distinct.

日本 In Japan, God has a double-layered concept. One is a **** that is really worshipped by people like Izanagi and Izanami. The second is like Fu Miaoshen. Although it has the title of "God", it actually exists as a kind of ghost.

大 Most Japanese people like to call ghosts monsters. Like a multi-armed evil spirit, Nakagawa Aya and Shiba Chiba seem to be horrible monsters.

Of course, Kimura and Shuji are more accustomed to using the definition of the resurrection era to refer to the souls encountered.

Hey, ghosts like Fu Yushen, he prefers to be called an instrument. After all, this ghost with the title of God is indeed transformed by artifacts. However, Kujo Mai is Japanese, after all, he naturally uses the common sense of the other party to talk to the other party.

Kuchi Mai sat down, holding the necklace around her neck nervously with both hands. She looked stern and whispered, "Sir ... can you take Xiaobai away in a while?"

Kujo Mai is an ordinary person, and after encountering strange things as an ordinary person, she thought that perhaps this world is not as simple as it seems. Since the pendant she wears all year round can be a funeral, maybe there are gods, ghosts and the like in other places.

Although she hasn't met in recent years, she has always believed. And that day, finally came, and came unexpectedly.

过 "After a while?" Kimura and Shu calmly said, "After you die? Do you know the price of using this power to pay for the loss of power, and still want to use it?"

Although Fu Fushen is an artifact, it appears to Kimura and the tree that he is an instrument spirit. But this ghost is ultimately different from the sword spirit he activated.

Fu Fushen has his own consciousness of thinking, good and evil. Ability is also strange. Human beings want to use the ability to pay the loss of God, and naturally have to pay the price.

And he activated the sun and moon sword spirit, pure consciousness, intersect with his body and mind. Although there is no clear thinking consciousness to pay for the loss of life, it will eventually grow slowly, but this time will be long. And he uses sword spirit at no cost.

This is the essential difference.

Nine sackcloth bit his lips tightly without saying a word. But the necklace in her hand exudes a faint aura of light, which is only visible in nine pieces of linen and Kimura and trees.

Seeing this strangeness, Kujo Mai unconsciously released his clenched hands. And Kimura and the tree finally saw what this funeral looks like.

It wasn't the necklace that I saw in my eyes, but a wooden pendant. The shape of the pendant is like a Mahjong card, with no pattern on the face. Obviously a white board.

The next moment, two mung bean-sized eyes emerged from the whiteboard, and a small mouth grinned at Kimura and Shuya. However, there is no deterrent, but it is a bit cute.

Suddenly, the sun and the moon on the table trembled. Fu Baishen, named Xiaobai, felt a suction coming from the sword body, and a trembling sound made him turn back into a pendant, hanging on the neck of Nine sackcloth.

"..."

I ’m so weak ... Jimura and the tree just felt it. The only aura contained in this funeral is not much, but it is pure. If it is absorbed, it may allow him to enter the peak of Zhuji Foundation. As long as he cultivates for a few days, he can reach the foundation of Zhuji Foundation. This is why he has cultivated for many times.

Of course, even if there are not many auras, but in this era of auras, this aura is worthy of his one and a half months of cultivation.

Jiu Jiu Mai guarded Xiaobai, looking at the sun and moon sword on the table. She squeezed the corner of her clothes and whispered, "Sir, Xiaobai is a gift from my mother. It was originally a pendant. The pendant was carved by an unknown sparrow. It has a history of hundreds of years. I I wore it from a young age to learn mahjong techniques with my mother. And the sinker became a funeral when he was a middle school student. "

九 Since then, Kujo Mai found that his Mahjong career has become brilliant.

Yes, it's brilliant!

Every time she plays Mahjong, she can see a lot of colors.

For example, if the card in hand is a 铳 card, then that card will be stained with blood red. If the card in hand is a security card, it is white. If it is someone else's card, it is gray. Pai Shan's card has a valid card she needs, but is green. If it is her card, it is golden.

Each color represents a kind of difference, even with eyes closed, as long as she is in front of the Mahjong machine, she can feel these colors. This is Xiao Bai's ability.

But this ability has a huge flaw, that is, her vitality is flowing at a balanced speed every moment. And she couldn't stop it.

At the beginning, she was scared. But after a long time, I was forced to accept this fate ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Now Jiu Mai is completely bearish. She just hopes to be the second bird saint in Japan before her death, to make the Kyujo family famous.

So, she didn't want to use this ability. But this ability is completely passive, and she can't refuse it.

After listening to Tochimura and the tree, he could not help frowning. He had never heard of Fu Mengshen's ability to force humans to use them, unless he was forced by Fu Mengshen ... but there are so many things in the world, maybe nine sackclothes are a special case.

I wondered, he reached out and signaled Nine Linen to show him the pendant.

Took the pendant, Kimura and the tree touched it carefully, and a warm touch came. He introduced a little aura from his hand and sensed it a little, and found that the funeral was indeed connected with the nine linen clothes.

In fact, he should have found out just when using the mysterious pupil. However, due to the low level, it only lasted for two seconds, and it was only enough time to observe the strangeness of the nine sackclothes, and it was too late to take a closer look. The aura in the body was exhausted and forced to exit.

The funeral formed by holding the pendant in his hand. Now he can crush the pendant with only a little force. By then, he can naturally absorb this pure aura, but I am afraid that Jiu Mai will also instantly die. .

I sighed slightly in my heart and thought that I had gained something today.

自然 Naturally he could not forcibly absorb this aura, killing nine sackcloth in disguise. Thinking, he took out his mobile phone and looked at Jiu Mai Mai, "exchange the contact information, when you feel that you are going to die, just contact me. I will come back to collect this funeral, and you know how to use it At the cost, this only pays the mourner and does not leave others in control. "

(The funeral deities in the text and the actual funeral deities are set slightly differently, everything is mainly set in this article.)