I, the Lord of God, recruit witches to make money

The barrier prevents the weirdness inside from spreading outwards, but does not prevent outsiders from entering.

Kannagi Rin cautiously crossed the barrier, feeling an inexplicable weightlessness.

Press down on the scabbard.

She always ensures that her knife can be drawn out.

When my feet landed on the ground, the feeling of weightlessness disappeared.

Crackling, firewood made a popping sound in the flames.

The firelight illuminated a bright area.

"Kiryuin, Komori?"

Kannagi Rin looked around and called out the names of his two best friends, but received no response.

The lingering sound echoed in this dilapidated temple.

The surroundings were quiet, making the lingering sounds of Sen and Sen sound a bit like a ghost calling for life.

Kannagi Rin frowned slightly and looked around.

Spider webs are densely covered in the corners of the temple.

The Buddha in the temple lost his golden body, a lot of paint fell off, and even his head rolled off the altar.

Thick dust covered the ground.

Who raised the flame in front of him?

A flash of doubt flashed through Kannagi Rin's mind and he looked outside.

Half of the door is missing, so it can't block people's view.

The night was so thick that it was almost a complete darkness. If it weren't for the light of the fire, it would be impossible to notice how heavy the snow was in the darkness.

Woohoo.

The sound of wind sounded as she watched, no longer as calm as before.

what to do?

Looking at the scenery outside, it doesn't look like they can go out to look for Kiryuin and the others.

If you continue to stay here, it may be a trap.

Kannagi Rin was thinking about what to do.

My ears moved, and I heard footsteps beside the sound of wind.

She became alert, her narrowed eyes as sharp as a knife.

"It's snowing so heavily."

With a complaint, the white-haired old man carried a wooden box and walked into the temple from the darkness of the snowy sky. "Excuse me, it's very windy and snowy outside. Can you let me take shelter here?"

"Yes." Kannagi Rin nodded, but the vigilance in his heart did not disappear.

This place is weird, ordinary old people obviously can't come in alive.

"I was born in Owari Province, and my name is Matsutani Daigo. I am a puppet master who travels around the world, earning some living expenses by performing arts."

The old man seemed to be unable to stop talking when he spoke, "I have been working in the industry for decades, and I have been living alone in the outside world. After all, I have gained nothing.

Oh, my life is so miserable. "

A sigh.

Tears welled up from the dry eyes, and paired with the messy white hair and the shabby clothes that were not decent, it was sad.

Kannagi Rin's expression did not relax. She understood that all this was fake and asked: "Did you see anything when you came from the road?"

"No, it's too dark and the wind and snow are too heavy."

But there was not a single snowflake on his shoulders... Kannagi Rin became more and more suspicious. He didn't know what to do. Is he going to strike first?

Or should we wait and see what happens?

Any choice may endanger your life.

Kannagi Rin frowned and decided to stay silent and see where the situation would develop.

However, Matsutani Dawu did not stop talking and continued: "I have nothing to do, how about I perform a puppet show for you?"

"unnecessary."

Kannagi Rin decisively refused.

Matsutani Dawu froze, raised his head and said, "You don't want to see it?!"

The firelight reflected on the wrinkled face, like a soulless wax figure.

The wind stopped outside.

The gloomy gaze and silent atmosphere made the hairs on the back of Kannagi Rin's neck stand out, and he instinctively sensed an extremely dangerous feeling, "Tornado!"

Kannagi Rin unsheathed his sword and decided to strike first.

The sound of wind rose in the temple and swept towards Song Gu Daiwu who was sitting there.

Bang bang, without any obstruction, Matsutani Daigo died.

Flesh and blood move forward with the wind.

"Ah!" An extremely sharp whistle sounded, Kannagi Rin's head was dizzy, and the door of the wooden box suddenly opened.

The fire went out and the temple suddenly fell into endless darkness.

"Azure Dragon!"

Kannagi Rin swung his sword to resist, but unfortunately, if he swung it towards the broad sky, it would be of no use.

Darkness flooded her body.

…

The same ruined temple in the wilderness.

Spider webs were woven in the corners of the walls, and the floor was covered with dust.

Miyo Kiryuin's body was covered with white air, and she sat directly on the altar. She stepped on the severed Buddha's head and rubbed it repeatedly. "It's strange. It's so dark outside. It doesn't look like she can walk out."

"Where are Komori and Kannagi?"

She was distressed.

Suddenly there was a whistling sound outside the silent temple, and under the light of the fire, heavy snow fell at the door.

"What's going on?" She jumped down and stared outside the door with her almond-shaped eyes, watching an old man crossing the threshold carrying a big bamboo box.

Judging from his age, he was about seventy or eighty years old. His face was wrinkled with traces of time. He had stepped into the wind and snow, but there was no snow on his body.

The beauty of Onilongin tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

"I was born in Owari Province. My name is Matsutani Daigo. I am a puppet master who travels around the world and makes a living by performing arts."

The white-haired old man opened his mouth to answer and sighed: "I have been working for decades and have been living alone in the outside world, but in the end I have gained nothing.

Oh, my life is so miserable. "

"It's really miserable, having to wander around outside at such an age."

Oniryuin Miya nodded, and asked curiously: "What is a puppet master?"

"It's just manipulating puppets to perform juggling. Do you want to see it?"

Matsutani Dawu's face was filled with anticipation.

"Want to see."

Oniryuin Meiyi nodded.

"Okay, I'll show you a show." The wrinkles on Matsutani Dawu's face softened and he quickly opened the wooden box door behind him.

The wooden box does not look very big on the outside, but the space inside is extremely spacious. There is a stage and as many as fifteen puppets hanging on it.

The appearance looks lifelike.

One of the dolls looked particularly familiar to Miyo Kiryuin. She had blond hair and a face as delicate as a porcelain doll. "It looks like Kannagi."

There was surprise on her face, and then her expression changed drastically, "This is Kannagi!"

Upon closer inspection, the red and white miko uniform and sword looked like they were modeled after Kannagi Rin.

But there is no Komori and her dolls.

"What did you do to Kannagi?!"

Oniryuin Miya was furious, her clenched fists exploded with thunder, and her big almond eyes showed the ferocious look of an angry tiger.

Matsutani Daigo seemed not to have heard her words, and continued: "I am quite skilled in puppet theater. Today I will perform for you a scene in the Snowy Temple, where the devil kills three witches in anger."

"Then let's see who kills whom!"

Oniryuin Miya was furious, stepped forward with her foot, and punched forward with her right fist.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Matsutani Dawu didn't care and spoke in a Beijing opera tone.

The skinny hands began to arrange the movements of the puppets.

The fist stopped immediately, and there was a trace of confusion on Miyu Kiryuin's face.

The old man felt to her like an NPC in a game, and everything he said was based on a pre-set program.

Perhaps, there is no actual relationship between him and Kannagi becoming like this.

The beauty of Ghost Dragon Academy frowned.

The darkness outside the door poured in from the missing right half of the door, turning into the shape of wolves, lunging forward to bite.

An idea flashed through Miyo's mind. Could it be that protecting the elderly was the way to solve the mystery?

Thinking of this, she kicked her foot, changed her attack target, and rushed towards the wolves transformed into darkness, "Ola, Ola, Ola!"

Electric light enveloped the fist, spiritual pressure burst out from the body, and the fist shadows all over the sky were woven into an airtight net.

Scatter the wolves.

She circled the old man repeatedly, forming absolute protection.

After Matsutani Daigo finished his play, he didn't seem to see the wolves transformed into darkness, and asked aloud: "Little girl, how was my play?"

"very nice."

While fighting, the beauty of Onilongin answered absentmindedly. She didn't have time to watch the show. She was outputting all the time.

"You are lying!"

Matsutani Daigo slapped his thigh with his right hand, his wrinkled expression became extremely excited, and he cried bitterly, "I know that I have no talent. I have been performing puppet shows for decades and have no reputation at all.

It’s so cold that I can’t even buy a cotton-padded coat. Damn it, it’s all you who misunderstood me! "

He picked up a fat doll and threw it into the fire.

Like throwing firecrackers into the sewer.

Just a loud bang was heard, and the flames suddenly surged.

The bright fire dispels all darkness.

The beauty of the Ghost Dragon Academy was shocked. The courage was not to protect the old man, but to destroy the old man.

"Thunder God Form!"

She used her strongest move, the Thunder God Taiko appeared behind her, her electric clothes covered her body, and she punched forward.

The dazzling firelight drowned everything.

…

The darkness seems to have no boundaries and cannot be illuminated.

The ghost in the heart kept flying forward without seeing any scenery.

Jun Komori stood in front of the altar enshrining the severed head of Buddha, holding a lotus-shaped Heart Ghost Lantern in his right hand.

His brows furrowed slightly.

There was no point in continuing to search. She controlled the inner ghost to fly back, got in through the gap in the door, and became one with the protective inner ghost again.

Komori Jun's burgundy eyes flashed with thought. This dilapidated temple was the only building in Weirdness.

There is a fire in the temple.

Where are Kannagi and Kiryuin going?

She couldn't think of an answer in her mind and lowered her eyes.

Wuwu, there was a sudden sound of wind outside. She looked up and looked outside the temple door. The flames of the inner ghost were strong, and there was heavy snow and strong wind in the darkness where there was nothing before.

In the wind and snow, a gray-haired old man walked over carrying a wooden box. The wrinkles on his face were reminiscent of the cracked earth.

The young man's eyes were cloudy and he seemed to be unable to see any future.

"excuse me."

The old man crosses the threshold.

Komori Jun's eyes are eyes that see gods. Unlike Kannagi and Oniryuin, what is reflected in her wine-red eyes is a clay body.

Not human at all!

"I was born in Owari Province. My name is Matsutani Daigo. I am a puppet master who travels around the world and makes a living by performing arts."

The white-haired old man introduced himself when he entered the door and sighed: "I have been working in the industry for decades, and I have been living alone outside. After all, I have gained nothing.

Oh, my life is so miserable. "

Komori Jun didn't answer.

The inner ghost is always close to the side to prevent possible attacks.

According to what Mr. Baishi said in the past, ordinary people have one way to overcome the strangeness, and that is to find a way to survive according to the rules inside.

When a clay sculpture person enters the temple, he must have something in mind.

"Little girl, you don't have to be afraid. I have one foot in the coffin, what else can I do to you?"

Matsutani Daigo smiled, and even the dirt on his face seemed to fall off with his smile, which became more and more weird.

"Um."

Jun Komori gave the minimum response, and his vigilance did not relax at all.

Matsutani Daigo clapped his hands and said, "By the way, how about I perform a puppet show for you?"

"Um."

"Haha, ever since I was a kid, if there's anything I'm good at, it's puppetry."

Matsutani Daigo began to ramble, "When I was seven years old, a puppet master came to our village. His exquisite puppets and skills fascinated me at first sight, and I gave up my family's farm.

He pursues puppets at all costs and wants to become a puppet master like that person.

In the end, nothing was achieved..."

Speaking of sadness, the clay sculpture's eyes shed tears of scarlet blood.

Komori Jun said without changing his expression: "Don't you want to perform, sir?"

"Yes, performance."

Matsutani Daigo wiped away his tears and opened his wooden box. Inside was a spacious stage and sixteen puppets.

In other words, there are fourteen black ghosts, twisting and roaring inside the dolls. Only two dolls are still human.

Komori Jun was shocked and saw that the two people were Kannagi and Kiryuin.

The inner ghost used the ability to communicate, "Kannagi, Kiryuin, are you okay?"

"Don't kill him!"

This is the voice of Kannagi Rin.

"Quick, kill him!"

This was the inner voice of Miyo Kiryuin. She was very anxious and wished she could take action immediately.

The completely opposite answer made Komori Jun a little confused. Was he killed? Or not to kill?

While she was hesitating, Matsutani Daigo began to sing.

The puppet moves accordingly.

"Komori, do it quickly, otherwise when he finishes singing and throws the doll into the fire, you will become like us!"

Miyo Kiryuin was very anxious and didn't want her to make the same mistake again.

Darkness poured in from the missing part of the door, turning into a black wolf whose hairs could be counted, with scarlet eyes.

"Quickly stop these wolves from killing Song Gu!"

Kannagi Rin was so anxious that he had to be pulled by the thread to move.

Komori Jun asked the inner ghost to draw a circle on the ground, and the flames spurted out, forming a circular pillar of fire, and then expanded outwards, burning the approaching black wolves to death.

"Kannagi told me not to kill, but Kiryūin told me to kill. What's going on?"

Komori Jun asked with his mind ghost, "What exactly did you encounter?"

"This is what happened..." The two of them said in their hearts what they had experienced.

Combining their experiences, Komori Jun fell into deep thought. He could not kill Matsutani, and he could not let Matsutani throw the doll into the fire.

It seems that watching the show seriously may be the only way to crack it.

She stared at the puppet show in front of her and listened to Daigo Matsutani's dramatic voice telling a story.

A man travels around the world to become a top puppet master.

Along the way, he meets famous teachers and understanding partners, gains a wife and wealth, and finally becomes famous.

Even the famous people wanted to ask him to perform once.

The story ends at the most perfect time, and it is a script that everyone is happy with.

There was a hint of anticipation on Matsutani Dawu's face as he asked, "What do you think?"

Jun Komori thought of the experience of Miyo Kiryuin and said seriously: "I think it is a very good story. The friendship between the protagonist and his partner Togoro is touching, and the love with Himeko is even more beautiful."

"Yes, the people in the show are all beautiful, but the reality is completely opposite. Why is this?"

Matsutani Dawu asked, staring directly at her, "Hey, why do you think this is?"