The Japanese-fear sorcerer who started by taking in Tomie

"If it were just the previous times the seal was broken, I wouldn't have come to ask you for help. At most, I would have just asked you to put the eight-foot seal back in and that would have been the end of it. But how should I put it..."

"You...humans, you're really something."

For the first time, Xinhengyuan saw an embarrassed expression on a sculpture.

"What's going on?" Xin Hengyuan asked, puzzled.

Can you please stop being a riddle solver?

"Exactly, hasn't the legend of the eight-foot-tall woman been circulating on the internet for a long time? You humans have added a bunch of messy settings to her online."

"While these new settings have made her much stronger, they have also changed her essence... In short, she now has the possibility of turning back."

The statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva paused again, and said with great difficulty.

"This old monk needs you to influence Ba Chi, to awaken that extra maternal love within him..."

"What?" Xin Hengyuan's eyes widened. "You want me to recognize a mother?"

"I know this is indeed a bit embarrassing..."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's gaze was somewhat unfocused.

"Sure," Xinhengyuan nodded readily, "as long as the compensation is sufficient."

He shrugged nonchalantly.

Finding a mother is nothing; the junior from next door is looking for his mother online every day.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva: ...

I'm once again amazed by the diversity of humankind.

"Of course, I cannot let you work for nothing. After the matter is completed, I will teach you the 'Hell Sutra'."

"What is this?" Shin Hengyuan asked.

"As you probably know, I have been saving Asuras and countless evil spirits in the netherworld and hell. This 'Hell Sutra' is what I have realized and understood during countless lifetimes of saving them."

"This scripture is a method of salvation, not a method of killing. If you use your own demonic power to activate it, it can temporarily restore the mind of a demon who has fallen into madness, and even allow a malevolent ghost with heavy resentment to become a Buddha."

"Can it grant immortality?" Shin Hengyuan asked bluntly.

"If you study diligently and recite scriptures attentively, it will be no problem for you to live two or three hundred years longer than ordinary people."

"Great stuff!" Xin Hengyuan's eyes lit up.

"Okay, I accept. What should I do?" Xin Hengyuan immediately got to the point.

"Your sword, sir, must be a replica of the Totsuka Blade, right? It should also possess sealing power."

"Of course." Shin Hengyuan nodded, pressing his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"Good. At that time, the remaining power of this old monk will combine with the wooden sculpture of me in your hand to assist you. You must seize the opportunity to seal the Eight-Foot."

"As for the salvation after the seal, you didn't even blink when you recognized your mother. I suppose it won't be a problem for you to use both maternal love and the Hell Sutra."

"I have been in this hall for hundreds of years. This relic is formed from the collective wishes of all beings. It is no longer of any use to me, so I will give it to you, benefactor."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva opened his palm, and a golden relic lay quietly in his palm. The Buddha's light was restrained, but one could faintly feel the immense power of vows contained within it.

"How could I possibly accept this?"

While Xin Hengyuan was polite in words, his actions spoke volumes as he carefully took the relic and put it into his bosom.

Worth it!

Xin Hengyuan could sense the energy contained within it, and this relic was undoubtedly an extremely rare and precious object.

This one relic alone is worth the price of admission!

Cool!!!

"Goodbye, donor."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva clasped his hands together, and a great light shone forth.

When Shin Hengyuan opened his eyes, Qingyue and Fujiang were standing beside him, one holding a pair of scissors and the other clutching Shin Hengyuan's salt bag, cautiously observing their surroundings and protecting himself between them.

"Yuan-kun, what happened to you just now?" Qingyue keenly noticed the change in Shin Hengyuan and called out softly.

Xin Hengyuan touched his pocket, and the relic was emitting a faint Buddhist light, so it was clear that what he had just seen was not an illusion.

"Wait a minute." Shin Hengyuan drew his Tenyu Habakiri, and the blade flashed.

The black butterfly, still hovering in the air, was precisely sliced ​​in two and vanished as a wisp of black smoke.

[Slay the eight-foot butterfly, experience +50]

"It's nothing, I'll just take a job."

Xin Hengyuan sheathed his sword and looked up at the temple that exuded an eerie aura.

"How about we reconsider and come back later?" Tomie shrank back, showing signs of backing down.

Although she wasn't afraid of death, she was afraid of pain; she didn't want to be torn in two by that two-meter-tall crazy woman.

"No need, I have connections above me, oh no, I have connections below me!" Xin Hengyuan said with a smile.

Tomie:?

Qingyue:?

"Let's go," Shin Hengyuan said to the two of them.

……

The three of them pushed open the creaking temple door and stepped into the main hall.

The interior of the temple appeared even more dilapidated than the exterior, with tattered prayer flags hanging from the beams, raising clouds of dust when the wind blew.

The stone statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on the altar is missing half a hand, but it still sits upright on a lotus seat with its eyelids lowered and its face compassionate.

Tomie looked around, but there wasn't a soul in the empty hall except for the three of them.

"Where is he?" Tomie asked in a low voice.

Xin Hengyuan did not answer; his hand remained on the hilt of his knife as he vigilantly observed his surroundings.

"popopo~"

The light, cheerful humming came from afar, and the three of them immediately stood back to back on alert.

Xin Hengyuan gripped the knife handle tightly and looked in the direction of the sound.

There, the eight-foot-tall man was hanging upside down on the crossbeam of the main hall, his white skirt swinging upwards in a very unscientific way, while his long black hair fell from mid-air, almost brushing against Xin Hengyuan's face.

"Little friend, are you looking for your sister?" The boy tilted his head, his eyes full of amusement.

"Make your move!" Xinhengyuan shouted immediately.

Tomie threw the entire bag of salt at Yasakani, Shin Hengyuan drew his sword and slashed diagonally upwards, followed closely by Kiyotsuki's scissors. The three attacks almost simultaneously sealed off all her escape routes.

The eight-foot-tall woman's long hair suddenly swelled up, cascading out in layers like a black waterfall, enveloping her entire body in the center.

When Xin Hengyuan slashed down, the moment the blade collided with a strand of hair, dazzling sparks flew out, as if he had struck steel, causing Xin Hengyuan's hand to ache from the impact.

The same was true for Qingyue. Although she was blessed with [Attribute Enhancement • Bull Power] by Xin Hengyuan, she still couldn't break through the defense of the Eight-Foot Lady.

However, the salt that Tomie sprinkled out did have an effect.

Salt grains sizzled as they landed on the hair, emitting wisps of black smoke.

"retreat!"

Shin Hengyuan, while holding Tomie and Kiyotsuki's waists, took several steps back until they reached a safe distance. He then condensed a ball of holy light in his hand and threw it out.

【tracer】!

With a flick of his eight-foot-long hair, he actually dispelled the tracer bullets.

"What a naughty child."

Eight feet cupped her cheeks in her hands, her beautiful eyes peering intently at Shin Heng Yuan through the gaps in her hair.

"Naughty child, your older sister will punish you properly!"

Just as she was about to make a move, Xin Hengyuan suddenly took a deep breath and shouted out a single word with all his might.

"mom!!!"

Eight feet of movement suddenly froze on the spot.

What did he call me? What did he call me?

mom???

Did he call me?!