Chapter 435: Poor people must be hateful, Fen Qingjiang

"This is the memory of Bald Ass Narahara Sora. Let's continue looking at it." Jiang Han said lightly.

As soon as Jiang Han finished speaking, Miyata dropped the carving knife in his hand on the sea rock cliff, then stood up and jumped down from the cliff.

Neither Mo Fan nor Ai Jiangtu expected that Miyata would die like this. Miyata jumped off the cliff with his eyes closed, and his skirt was flying. A few tears fell from his cheeks, and finally he hit his head hard on the bottom of the cliff. The rocks and the sea below were stained red with Miyata's blood.

"Someone will find Miyata's body soon. We need to go to Yanming Temple to find out next," Jiang Han said

Just as Jiang Han said, someone discovered Miyata's body soon, and the island country's Public Security Bureau blocked the scene, but this was all after Jiang Han and the others left.

When Jiang Han and the others arrived at Yanming Temple, there was no one in the temple, and the temple was discussing the impact of Miyata's death on the temple. Moreover, the eyes of these bald donkeys showed a bit of shock and bewilderment.

"Is it possible that Miyata's death is related to these bald donkeys?" Mo Fan, who was hiding in the corner of the hall, asked.

"Absolutely. After all, this bald donkey named Narahara Sora is also a pitiful person," Jiang Han said with some pity.

"Why do you say that Narahara Sora is a poor person?" Ai Jiangtu asked in confusion.

"You will find out if you keep reading." When Jiang Han spoke, his eyes were focused on the silent Narahara Sora.

While Jiang Han and Mo Fan were talking, several bald donkeys in the main hall were complaining about Miyata's death, saying that her death near the temple would affect the temple's incense. However, what these bald donkeys didn't know was Narahara Sora's expression. It has long been gloomy as water.

"Hara Sora, none of us thought that Miyata would do such a thing to prove himself. Please forgive me." The old bald donkey who noticed the change in Nara Hara Sora's mood, bah, it was the old host Nobumu who persuaded him.

"I'm sorry, Miyata is dead, why don't you say I'm sorry?" Narahara stood up abruptly and roared like a madman.

"If you hadn't wronged her, would she need to die to prove herself?"

"That time it was clearly Nanami and a girl from Yamashita who were seen having a private meeting, but it was said that it was me and Miyata. Do you have any ability to distinguish right from wrong?" Narahara Sora pointed at the young monk opposite and said angrily.

The monk named Nanami's eyes were a little dodgey, but he still said firmly: "You are talking nonsense. It was clearly you who had a private meeting with Miyata that night. You also said that you spent one night on the island outside Haiyan. Do you really think we are like this?" Are many people idiots?"

"She also said she would take us to Haiyanya to look for an island, but in the end, there was nothing. So she was lying and trying to ruin the reputation of the temple. Even now you are still trying to drag me into trouble."

Narahara Sora's cheeks twitched in anger at Nanami's words, which showed how angry Narahara Sora was. In the eyes of Jiang Han and the others, blood-colored mist appeared around Narahara Sora's body, but the monks in the hall did not seem to see it.

There is a saying that is good, don’t persuade others to be kind without their suffering. If you have not experienced this illusion, you are really not qualified to evaluate the bald ass Narahara Sora. Even if you have experienced it, Jiang Han can only say that he and Miyata are pitiful. people.

This may be the reincarnation of cause and effect. If Miyata and Narahara Sora had not encountered the cause of Ba Xia turning into an island, Miyata would not have had the result of jumping off a cliff to prove his innocence, and naturally Narahara Sora, a bald donkey, would not have She died for love, and then turned into an evil spirit and parasitized in Baxia's totem vessel.

<divclass="contentadv">If Ba Xia didn't let Narahara Sora become a demon spirit vessel, how could it be possible for Narahara Sora's soul strength to settle in Ba Xia's totem vessel and become a demon spirit when Narahara Sora died in love.

Maybe Ba Xia didn't expect that its compassion would cause countless islanders to lose their lives for it. It cannot be ruled out that this was Ba Xia's deliberate action. After all, Ba Xia is the totem beast of China. Even if it is at odds with the totem black snake, I won’t really help the islanders.

"I didn't see it. This bald donkey named Narahara Sora is still an infatuated person." Mo Fan said in wonder.

"Well, but did the girl named Miyata lie?" Ai Jiangtu said in a deep voice.

"Probably not. Narahara Sora's real body is coming out soon." Jiang Han said

At this time, the conversation among the monks in the main hall also ended. Narahara walked towards the outside of the temple. Jiang Han, Mo Fan, and Ai Jiangtu hurriedly followed, and finally came to Manying Mountain where the temple often prays for blessings.

After Narahara arrived here, he took out the carving knife left by Miyata before his death from his sleeve, and carved strange symbols on the mountain like crazy. Those symbols were in the eyes of Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu. Just venting my emotions.

But Jiang Han knew that Narahara Sora was not venting, but inscribing a curse spell. This curse spell was not low-level, and when constructed into a large array, the power was no weaker than ordinary high-level magic.

"This bald donkey is quite pitiful." Mo Fan said

"Poor people must be hateful." Jiang Han's voice was still a little indifferent, and then he continued: "The story between him and Miyata is pitiful, but that is not the reason why he uses wooden fish vessels to swallow other people's souls. .”

"It is indeed quite hateful to achieve one's revenge by persecuting others." Ai Jiangtu said in agreement.

When the entire Xixiong City was distorted, and Jiang Han's body also lit up with silver-white starlight, Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu both noticed that the space began to distort, and with a 'bang', the entire illusion All shattered.

After the illusion was shattered, the whole world turned into a bloody world. In the center of the world was an evil monk wearing black robes, and he was Sora Nara who turned into an evil spirit.

"Why do you outsiders want to stop me from taking revenge?" Narahara screamed with a distorted face.

"I have no intention of stopping your revenge, but as long as you hand over my friend's soul, we can keep our peace?" Jiang Han said calmly.

"Damn it, Jiang Han, are you really going to let go of this evil spirit who cultivates by devouring souls?" Mo Fan shouted in surprise.

"What does it have to do with me that all the people he devoured are islanders and me?" Jiang Han said

"I'm really not good enough for you to still be a young man." Ai Jiangtu said with a smile.

Ai Jiangtu was born in the Ai family, and he was also a genius magician trained in a school directly under the Ministry of Health. After graduation, he could work in the Northern Ministry of Health. Therefore, he also had no favorable impression of the islanders. As for the reason, it was naturally because of the That Patriotic War.

"There is no possibility of letting go of the souls in my hands. As for you, please stay and become my power!" Narahara Sora said a little crazily.

"Ouch, I have such a bad temper. If you let Zhao Manyan go, we will clear up the matter. But why are you so greedy, you bald donkey?" Mo Fan's body instantly ignited with a blazing flame. This flame was just like his temper. It could break out at any time.

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