Gojo Satoru laughed to death.
He covered his face with one hand, shaking his shoulders and laughing silently.
If he were to ask him, the protagonist of the funeral, Sato Nauka, had changed her shell and become a model, so why were they still reciting scriptures? He simply copied the resurrection spell from the game and stuffed it into Geto Suguru, who actually recited it stubbornly.
——Jie, you must be confident and righteous later. As long as you are confident and righteous, others will not dare to say anything to you.
Isn't this very justified?
Al: “…”
He glanced at Gojo Satoru who was laughing wildly with his hands covering his mouth, then looked at Geto Suguru who fell silent after reciting the resurrection spell, and then felt the boiling atmosphere of the funeral hall.
The guests whispered:
"What are you reading?"
"The God of Light? Do monks today believe in this?"
"This is the resurrection spell from the game, mom! This monk definitely doesn't chant sutras on weekdays, he must be playing games in the temple every day!"
"Resurrection spell? He wants to resurrect the dead? That's terrible..."
Xia Yujie knelt there quietly, his back seemed calm, but his ears were actually red.
Gojo Satoru added fuel to the fire in the team channel: "Are you crying, Jay?"
Summer Oil: "..."
Al: “…”
Al was ready to jump up and stop the fight at any time.
Behind him, Nagito Komaeda poked Al's shoulder and asked with concern, "Mr. Al, is Mr. Gojo okay?"
The shaking of the shoulders is not normal, right?
The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy said with a sad face, "Don't worry, he's just too sad, just let him cry for a while."
Komaeda Nagito sighed and nodded slightly.
"Mr. Sato passed away suddenly. As a family, we are all very sad. Mr. Gojo, we are deeply saddened."
Gojo Satoru covered his face and his shoulders shook even more violently.
Kamuzura Izuru, who was sitting next to Komaeda Nagito, glanced towards the back row with a sense of awareness.
Junko Enoshima and Mikan Shinoki sat together.
At this moment, a translucent figure suddenly sat up in the coffin in the front.
Al: “…”
He blinked his big green eyes, and for a moment a suspicious expression appeared on his face.
A translucent Sato Nauka sat up in the wooden coffin, with his head still intact, limbs intact, and wearing a white shroud. He sat up, turned his stiff neck, and turned his empty eyes to the chanting monk closest to him - Kagome Kyo.
Xia Yujie was completely unaware of this.
After experiencing the utmost embarrassment and feeling completely socially dead, Xia Yujie struck the wooden fish amid whispers. Bao Xiangzhuang said solemnly:
"God of light, God of hope, God of destruction, God of beginnings, please grant me the dawn that penetrates heaven and earth, sweeps away all evil, exorcises nightmares, and the angel's light will spread all over the earth..."
Al: “…”
Jay, Jay, Jay!
What are you doing!
Don't give up treatment suddenly!
Don't chant this inexplicable, chaotic spell! The translucent Nauhana-chan is sitting in the coffin, looking at you!
The translucent Sato Nauka stared at Geto Suguru expressionlessly for a long time, and gradually a look of spirit appeared in its empty eyes. It stood up on the headless corpse in the coffin, looked down at the fake monk in front of it who was disrespectful to the dead with an unfriendly look.
Al: “!!!”
It stood up, the ghost stood up!
Al patted Gojo Satoru's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Satoru-chan, Satoru-chan, Satoru-chan, look at that thing in front of Jie-chan, does it look like the ghost you saw in Xianwang Township?"
Gojo Satoru took a look and said blankly, "No, isn't there a coffin and a relic in front of him?"
Damn it.
This is not within the special barrier of Senwang Township. Neither Gojo Satoru nor Geto Suguru can see the undead. He is the only one who can see the undead!
Damn it, where did Wu-chan copy the resurrection spell from? Jie-chan really brought the dead back to life!
The two guests sitting in the middle row suddenly stood up and rushed to the door using their hands and feet.
"Ghost, ghost, ghost ghost ghost!"
“Let me out!”
When he turned around, he saw that it was Sakata Ginpachi and Hijikata Jushiro who came to attend the funeral. They ran halfway in panic and tripped over their own trousers, stumbling and falling together. The huge movement immediately attracted the attention of all the guests, as well as the ghost - Sato Nauka.
Sakata Ginpachi: “…”
Hijikata Jushiro: “…”
In the mourning hall, for a moment, the only sound was the increasingly unbridled chanting of Xia Yujie: "Goddess Kali, Goddess of the Snow Mountains, Goddess of Wisdom, Goddess of the Spear..."
Under the increasingly hostile gaze of the ghost Sato Nauka, Sakata Ginpachi and Hijikata Toshiro quickly crawled back to their original positions and sat upright.
Kagura asked in confusion: "Gin, Fourteen, what's wrong with you?"
Sakata Ginpachi stuttered, "Legs, legs, legs, legs. My legs are numb. I'm just moving them around!"
Shimura Shinpachi asked concernedly, "Is it serious?"
Hijikata Toshiro stammered, "It's already, it's already done!"
Under the ghost's cold gaze, Sakata Ginpachi cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, where did they invite that stupid monk from? He doesn't even have the ability to suppress evil spirits..."
Hijikata Jushiro complained in a low voice: "Forget about suppressing it. He was the one who brought the ghost to life. The first thing that guy chanted was a resurrection spell. It was definitely a resurrection spell."
"This dead monk is so damned! The organizers invited him here to help the dead souls to be reborn, but he just used a resurrection spell to bring the ghosts back to life."
"By the way, don't you think that monk looks familiar?"
"Ah? Ah, Liu Hai's words, I have seen them somewhere..."
Al, who was very good at hearing and seeing, listened attentively to the mumblings of Sakata Ginpachi and Hijikata Toshiro. Could it be that... Sakata Ginpachi and Hijikata Toshiro could also see the translucent Sato Nauka? !
Teacher Ginpachi is indeed a people's teacher with psychic talent!
The translucent Sato Nauka stepped out of the coffin and blew out the burning candle in front of Kagome Ken with an expressionless face.
call--
A gust of cold wind blew and the candle went out, but Xia Yujie didn't care.
"*The left eye is the sun, the right eye is the moon, the body of flesh and blood, the one who forged the world, the son of chaos, the one who created the world. Come, giant of history...*"
Al murmured, "Go-chan, Jie-chan is crazy, he has started summoning Pangu at the funeral."
Gojo Satoru, who had no sense of crisis at all: “Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha——”
Sakata Ginpachi in the back said with a trembling voice: "No no no no no no, ...
Hijikata Toshiro, who also found that the candle was extinguished, trembled: "Nonsense, nonsense, nonsense, who can rest in peace after having his head crushed by a truck? Anyone would become a ghost! But the driver of the truck is not here, who can appease his resentment..."
so it is.
The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy had a thoughtful expression.
It turns out that Sato Nauka came back because she died with her eyes open. Also, Sato Nauka used to be an employee of the Time Government, so it is normal for her to have some special talents in the soul.
But, this Sato Nauka...
He pretended to look at Sakata Ginpachi, but glanced at Enoshima Junko who was sitting in the last row out of the corner of his eye.
The counterfeit who had been with them for four months changed his shell and ran away.
This resurrected Sato Nauka is probably the real and authentic Sato Nauka.
He's a poor fellow, too.
The ghost Sato Nauka inspected his own funeral and found that the one who disliked it the most was indeed the fake monk in front of him. Sometimes he was the god of light, sometimes the goddess of the snow mountain, and sometimes he even summoned Pangu, but he just refused to recite the scriptures properly.
It tried to grab Geto's clothes, but unfortunately, there is a difference between humans and ghosts, and its hands went through Geto's body every time.
...Oh no, Mr. Ghost seems angry!
The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy quickly stood up and shouted, "Everyone!"
The ghost stopped moving, the guests all looked up at him, and even Geto Suguru stopped chanting.
Al said with a sad face: "Everyone, please listen to me. Mr. Sato died suddenly, and we are all very sad. Therefore, in order to let Mr. Sato rest in peace, let go of all resentment and enter reincarnation, we must do something for him."
Just like the proprietress of Xianwang Township, if you can find a way to make the ghosts happy, they will enter reincarnation on their own!
The guests looked at each other.
The uncle who often delivers goods to Panxing Sect was puzzled: "This, Lord Al...what can we do?"
Al said seriously: "As long as it can make Mr. Sato happy, then, no matter what we do, it's fine."
After the mourning hall was quiet for a while, someone raised his hand.
"I!"
The slender purple-haired girl said seriously:
"Although I have never met Mr. Sato, it is my duty as a fan to bring happiness to everyone. I want to dedicate a song to Mr. Sato!"
This girl is none other than the popular radio idol girl - Teramon Michi.
Hearing this, the ghost Sato Nauka's expression seemed to soften a little.
Al was touched and said, "You really came, Atong-chan."
Teramon nodded with a smile: "Yes, because Al's friends are my friends."
Sato Nauka: “…”
Damn it, when did Temple Gate come? And did he know that devil Al? Why did he suddenly have a bad feeling?
She silently pressed down her hat, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.
Teramon Tsuyoshi walked forward, took the microphone from Al's hand, and said very seriously to Kagome, who was kneeling beside him: "Master, can you move aside? You sitting here is affecting my performance."
Geto Summer Oil, who has a great influence on others' performance: "..."
He packed up his futon and wooden fish and quietly stepped aside. Shimura Shinpachi stood up and said loudly, "In that case, push the coffin aside as well. It takes up too much space and will affect Atong's performance."
Sakata Ginpachi was shocked: "Hey!!!"
He hugged Shimura Shinpachi's thigh tightly: "Shinba, are you crazy? Singing pop songs at someone else's funeral is fine, but moving a dead person's coffin to make room for her will bring you divine punishment!"
The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.
"That's right, Atong-chan's stage is always very big, so I'll help you move it!"
Sakata Ginpachi: “Hey——!!!”
Shimura Shinpachi said: "It's okay, Gin. Even the organizer Mr. Al has agreed. Besides, Tong is also thinking about Mr. Sato's happiness!"
"No, it's not happy. Mr. Sato's ghost is not happy at all—"
Ignoring Sakata Ginpachi's obstruction, Teramon-dori die-hard fan Shimura Shinpachi and Al worked together to push the dead man's coffin to the corner, along with the statue and tributes, and even brought in a stereo.
Sakata Ginpachi was going crazy: "Hey! Everyone, please respect the dead! That blond idiot, is the dead person really your family member? They don't look like one at all!"
The ghost, Sato Nauka, looked unhappy.
Hijikata Toshiro was panicking. He whispered, "Hey, it's angry, it's angry, it's really angry..."
Teramon, wearing a black modified kimono, held up the microphone and said with great energy: "Now, I want to sing a song for Mr. Sato - "Your mother's AK14 hangs on your bedside"!"
Al and Shimura Shinpachi responded positively: "Your mother's AK14 is hanging on the head of your bed!"
Teramon Tsuji shouted even louder: "Everyone shout together! "Your mother's AK14 is hanging on the head of your bed"——!"
Under the active leadership of Al and Shimura Shinpachi, the guests responded in unison: "Your mother's AK14 is hanging on the head of your bed——!"
The cheerful prelude exploded in my ears. While dancing with his slender body, Teramonto sang loudly: "On Saturday morning, the sun was shining brightly. Your mother opened your door, picked up her AK14, and shot your ○. She said to you, ○, ○○○——, you ○○○○——"
The young girl sang the unbearable lyrics one after another. Sakata Ginpachi was furious: "This is insulting! This is insulting! Don't sing this kind of song in the funeral hall! Respect the dead! What's the difference between this and dancing on someone's grave?!"
Hijikata Toshiro murmured, "I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, how did a song with mosaics all over the screen become the number one song last year..."
The ghost Sato Nauka's face looked very ugly.
Just when Sakata Ginpachi and Hijikata Toshiro were trembling with fear, the fake monk who had chanted the resurrection spell before suddenly stood up, grabbed the collar of a white-haired guest, and punched him with his backhand.
Sakata Ginpachi: "!!!"
Hijikata Jushiro: “???”
This monk not only chanted a resurrection spell to summon Pangu at the funeral, but he also beat up the guests sitting in the front row!
What kind of temple did this monk come from? He definitely played a big role in the situation. Don't pay him for his appearance!
The long-haired monks and the white-haired guests wrestled with each other amid the endless singing of Mosaic, from the front row to the coffin, first knocking over the offerings and the portrait, and then knocking over the coffin. The headless body in the coffin was knocked out and lay carelessly in the center of the mourning hall.
"ah--!!!"
The guests who saw the headless corpse screamed one after another, and the scene became very chaotic for a while.
Si Mentong was still singing: "Your mother said, ○○○○——!"
Al, who was still singing along passionately, rushed over and said, "Wu-chan, Jie-chan, stop fighting!"
He hugged the obviously more emotional Geto from behind: "Geto, Geto, don't bother with Go-chan! Calm down, your family and the believers are watching you, you are the head of the family, you have to take charge of the situation——"
Suguru Kazuo, who suffered a social death, was furious and said, "I am in charge of nothing, destroy it!!!"
Gojo Satoru rolled up his sleeves and added fuel to the fire, "Come on, come on, come on, come on!"
They haven't had a proper fight since they started this evil cult, and Gojo Satoru misses the days when they used to fight each other on the playground.
He kicked the coffin in front of him away, and the ghost Sato Nauka's face almost split open.
"Hello!!!"
Sakata Ginpachi and Hijikata Jushiro rushed over, worked together to lift up the coffin, picked up the flowers that were scattered on the ground and put them back into the coffin, trying their best to save the situation.
Hijikata Jushiro said: "I must be crazy to come to this kind of funeral. Even if my own father dies in the future, I will never come to a wedding again..."
Sakata Ginpachi complained: "Tagushi-kun, your real father will cry. Your real father will definitely cry."
At this moment, Yamazaki Tai, dressed in a black suit, walked over listlessly and stopped in front of them.
Yamazaki Tai leaned over, picked up the headless body that no one dared to touch, and put it back into the coffin.
Sakata Ginpachi and Hijikata Jushiro were stunned. "Have we seen you somewhere before?"
Yamazaki Tai had a calm expression and a calm tone.
"That kind of thing doesn't matter, Ginpachi-sensei, Hijikata-kun. You guys definitely can't remember my name anyway."
Sakata Ginpachi and Hijikata Jushiro looked at each other.
hiss--
It really seems familiar, but I really can't remember.
Yamazaki Tai put Sato Nauka's headless body back into the coffin, placed flowers on him, picked up the portrait and placed it against the wall.
Hijikata Jushiro was surprised and asked, "What is your relationship with this guy?"
Yamazaki smiled faintly and said, "We are just ordinary colleagues. We were like that before and we will be like that in the future."
“…”
This guy! I always feel like he has a lot of stories!
"Because this is the last time I will see Mr. Sato, I also prepared a gift for him."
Yamazaki Tai took out a letter from the inside pocket of his suit.
He took out a lighter and said in a gentle voice, "This is the mantra for Mr. Sato that I made after consulting Ms. Higa. It was written with my own blood. I hope he will be safe and sound in the next life and not suffer this kind of misfortune again."
Enoshima Junko, who was standing far away: "..."
Even though she had a heart of stone, she was a little moved.
Sakata Ginpachi said happily: "Rebirth Mantra? That's great! This is all caused by that unreliable monk's resurrection mantra. If there is a reliable Rebirth Mantra, Mr. Sato will definitely be able to go to heaven smoothly!"
Yamazaki smiled and said, "Thank you, he will."
He took out the mantra for rebirth written in his own blood from the envelope and lit the paper with a lighter.
Sakata Ginpachi and Hijikata Toshiro took a curious look and saw the paper covered with blood: "Red bean bag red ...
Sakata Ginpachi: “…”
Hijikata Jushiro: “…”
stop!!!
In the blink of an eye, the flames burned the piece of paper with the words "red bean buns" written on it into ashes. The translucent Sato Nauka suddenly roared, his body suddenly stood up, his surging muscles almost broke the shroud on his body, and his translucent body was covered with densely packed "red bean buns".
Sakata Ginpachi & Hijikata Jushiro: "..."
This is a bullshit mantra for the dead! This is clearly the most evil curse that strengthens the power of evil spirits!!!
At this moment, all the sorcerers in the room felt something unusual. Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, who were fighting, stopped and looked at them with bruised and purple faces. Enoshima Junko also seemed to have sensed something and turned around and wanted to run.
Sato Nauka, who had strengthened herself with the power of "Red Bean Bun", locked her in an instant.
——He used his own body without permission and turned himself into a headless corpse, then found a new home for his “brain”, which is now in that woman’s head!
Die!!!
The headless corpse lying in the coffin suddenly stood up and rushed towards Enoshima Junko using his hands and feet.
"!!!"
“Aaaaaaaaa——!”
"It's a corpse!!!"
“The corpse really came back to life!!!”
The guests screamed and fled in all directions. The other conjurers in Pansei Palace were rushed away by the chaotic crowd. The headless corpse accurately grabbed Enoshima Shields' hair. A violent wind blew. Everyone closed their eyes subconsciously. When they came to their senses, the headless corpse had flown into the coffin with Enoshima Shields. There was also a breeze that closed the coffin for the headless corpse.
"!"
Al rushed forward decisively, picked up the nails and hammers at hand, and after a series of fierce clanging operations, he sealed the coffin directly.
Junko Enoshima who was trapped in the coffin: "???"
What happened? What happened? She was nailed to death in the coffin?!
Sinmu Mikan was shocked and said: "Lord Shield!"
Just as she was about to rush over to help, a pale hand gently pressed her shoulder.
Mikan Shinoki turned around suddenly and saw Nagito Komaeda and Izuru Kamukura standing quietly behind her. Nagito Komaeda smiled softly, "Shinoki-san, you have really been brainwashed by her."
"you--!"
Komaeda Nagito smiled amiably and said to himself, "It doesn't matter. You will eventually return to the camp of hope. I will do my best to help you."
Zuiki Mikan's eyes were red with anger: "Let me go--ah!"
Kamuko Izuru was impatient to listen to their argument, and knocked her out with a clean move. Komaeda Nagito caught the fallen Mikan Shinoki and said to Kamuko Izuru, "Then, I'll leave it to you, Kamuko-kun. This Onseiki will definitely bring us new hope, and it cannot be eroded by the power of despair... Kamuko-kun, you will not regret joining the Onseiki."
Kamizuru Izuru said indifferently: "Boring."
On the other side, Al waved his hand and directly carried the coffin: "Wu-chan, Jie-chan, the funeral is almost over. I will send him to the crematorium for cremation."
Sakata Ginpachi & Hijikata Jushiro: "..."
What do you mean the funeral is almost over? It means the guests have almost all left, right?!
Al carried the coffin and turned around to the translucent Sato Nauka, making a "leave it to me" gesture, "Rest in peace. We will not show mercy to those who desecrate your body, Mr. Sato."
Sato Nauka was stunned for a moment, then smiled and gave Alby a thumbs up.
Al ran downstairs carrying the coffin. The translucent Sato Nauka sighed with a smile. The resentment of the "red bean bun" on her body dissipated, and her body became more and more transparent.
It attained Buddhahood instantly.
Gojo Satoru looked thoughtfully in the direction where the resentment disappeared, as if he finally understood what had happened.
"ah."
Sakata Ginpachi said: "But, it seems like there was an extra woman stuffed into that coffin."
Yamazaki was stunned.
…
After Al ran downstairs, he put the coffin on the car heading to the crematorium.
He ignored the woman's cries in the coffin and gave the driver an OK sign. The funeral home driver, wearing headphones, nodded, started the car, and drove to the crematorium.
As Al watched the funeral home's car drive away, he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, when he turned around, he saw Yamazaki rushing out, getting into his car, stepping on the accelerator and chasing the funeral home's car.
"Mr. Sato! I know you will die with regret, but, but, I will not let you make a mistake and kill innocent lives!"
Al: “…”
The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy looked at Yamazaki Tai in bewilderment as he ran after the funeral home's car with his blood boiling.
Junko Enoshima encountered an unprecedented crisis.
She was strangled by the neck of a headless corpse. The stiff body was holding her tightly, and she couldn't move it at all. Not only that, she was now sealed in a coffin and was being driven to the crematorium.
My bag was lost in the chaos, and the mobile phone inside was also lost. I had no way to ask anyone for help.
No... The oxygen is getting less and less. If this continues, she will become a corpse before reaching the crematorium...
This is the disadvantage of having a body without magical power and spiritual power.
Help!
The air in her chest became less and less, and just when she thought that a thousand years would end in this inexplicable farce, the coffin was chopped open by an axe.
Bang--!
"!"
In the dazzling sunlight, Enoshima Junko... no, Kinsou opened her eyes and saw Yamazaki Tai holding an axe, and the funeral home staff behind Yamazaki Tai.
Was she...rescued by this guy?
Yamazaki squatted down, pried the headless corpse's hands apart, and said softly, "Did I scare you? I'm sorry, Mr. Sato is just..."
The orange-haired girl suddenly hugged him tightly.
"!"
Yamazaki was surprised to notice that there was a circle of seams on the girl's forehead that was exactly the same as Sato Nauka's.
The heart in my chest began to beat violently.
This must be... the guidance of fate.
His throat choked and he hugged the girl tightly.
In the sky where they couldn't see, the devil fish curse spirit was floating. Al, Gojo Satoru and Geto Summer Oil looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Ah, that something, although I don't know what happened..." Xia Yujie sighed: "What an amazing progress."
Al and Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement.