This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 331 - 241. Why Are You Not Dead Yet? (4000 words)_2

Chapter 331: Chapter 241. Why Are You Not Dead Yet? (4000 words)_2

The Mouchi Stone on her wrist was heating up rapidly; the scorching sensation made Shen Gu Mirai, who had been in utter despair, widen her eyes once more and look toward the Mouchi Stone.

The halo of the Mouchi Stone condensed.

The black dagger, upon impact with this layer of light, melted away in an instant.

Then, the radiance surged once again, with Shen Gu Mirai watching intently as it swiftly entwined itself around the body of the child’s vengeful spirit.

The light flared, and the wretched screams of the vengeful spirit were heard.

The black fluid melted into gas.

First, the withered arms of the vengeful spirit dissolved, foul yellow liquid oozing out accompanied by the black fluid...

It was like the melting of wax, but the process was much swifter than the melting of wax.

The torso of the child’s vengeful spirit disintegrated; the venomous eyes slid into the body’s "grease," and its tongue fell with a snap, also beginning to melt.

Shen Gu Mirai watched as strands of resentment emerged from the puddle of liquid and penetrated the Mouchi Stone.

It seemed as though the strength of the Mouchi Stone had increased slightly, with light dancing across its surface.

Shen Gu Mirai swallowed hard, the rollercoaster escape from death leaving her temporarily unable to move. When she was finally able to move, she stepped away from the puddle that was once the vengeful spirit.

"What is this...?" Shen Gu Mirai glanced at the Mouchi Stone.

The stone that had been red and hot had returned to its original state; had it not been for that moment, she would have thought it was just an ordinary stone sphere.

The stone that Beichuan Si gave her actually had the effect of driving away spirits?!

Shen Gu Mirai couldn’t help but grip the stone tightly.

She also remembered the straw doll she had left at home.

That straw doll with its ferocious appearance—could it also have some peculiar effect? No wonder... no wonder her father had said at the time, "Mr. Temple’s gift to you is worth its weight in gold."

"Mr. Temple..." Shen Gu Mirai clutched the Mouchi Stone bracelet tightly and took a deep breath.

For some reason, after the transformation of the Mouchi Stone, she found she could seemingly channel the stone’s radiance with her mind.

It felt as if she had gained an additional limb, which made her feel somewhat intrigued.

But along with the novelty, Shen Gu Mirai also felt a touch of sorrow.

Beichuan Si had actually given her such a precious treasure.

She had merely taken Hui Li’s place in taking care of Beichuan Huili for two days.

However, Shen Gu Mirai didn’t dwell on this feeling for long. After putting the bracelet back on, her strength had largely returned.

Shen Gu Mirai stood up and assessed the situation.

As magical as the bracelet from Beichuan Si was, she didn’t take it lightly.

After all, she had no idea whether the bracelet was a one-time-use item or if it could be used continuously, nor did she know if the bracelet could purify more than one Spiritual Body at a time.

If it could only be used once or could only purify one vengeful spirit at a time, then both she and Beichuan Huili still needed to be very cautious.

In other words, she wanted to avoid encountering multiple Spiritual Bodies for now.

However, it would be too coincidental.

As long as she and Beichuan Huili were careful, deliberately avoiding encounters with multiple Spiritual Bodies and using the Mouchi Stone—

"That shouldn’t be too much of a problem..." Shen Gu Mirai murmured to herself, then, as if sensing something, lifted her head.

Then... her complexion instantly fell.

Unbeknownst to when, her surroundings were encircled by a ring of vengeful spirits...

Most of these vengeful spirits were dressed in tattered clothes, children likely lured over by Shen Gu Mirai’s earlier screams.

"Hehehehe..." Shen Gu Mirai let out a hollow laugh.

This was also a miscalculation on her part.

She had thought herself as good as dead but had unexpectedly found a light at the end of the tunnel.

The ecstasy of her narrow escape didn’t allow her to connect all the dots in her mind, which led to this oversight.

Front, back, left, right, and even outside the window, there were twisted figures, faces pale and ghastly, of vengeful spirits clinging to the surfaces.

Such a situation couldn’t help but bring about a sense of despair.

All hope lay with the Mouchi Stone now!

Shen Gu Mirai’s spirit sank into the Mouchi Stone, and with the familiar heat, she clearly saw the stone’s surface radiance about to overflow like rising liquid.

It was all the same if she was going to die anyway, so Shen Gu Mirai didn’t hesitate. The next moment, she was about to reach out and attack aggressively, hoping to tear open a gap.

Then—

*Puchi!*

*Puchi!*

*Puchi!*

Under Shen Gu Mirai’s gaze, the head of the little boy’s vengeful spirit in the distance was abruptly tossed into the air.

The next instant, the vengeful spirit clinging to the ceiling above her was pulled down by a chain made of a sinister black mist.

*Bang!*

As if wielding a meteor hammer or a blood-dripping flail, the vengeful spirit at the ceiling let out a scream and was violently smashed into several other vengeful spirits.

A slam!

Another one!

And again!

The child ghost’s eyeball on the ceiling was smashed out, its tongue shattered with only half dangling outside, its Spiritual Body dissipating.

A path had been cleared.

Across this path, Beichuan Si emotionlessly held the other end of the chain, his other hand wielding a pitch-black sledgehammer, as he terrifyingly ran over with hurried and heavy footsteps.

His speed was simply too fast!

The sound of the chains in his hand rang like the Death God’s summoning chimes!

"Mr. Temple! Careful!"

Shen Gu Mirai sharply noticed a child ghost lurking in the shadows, attempting to pounce on Beichuan Si.

The next moment—

Heads burst open! Inky liquid splashed on the walls.

Beichuan Si swung his sledgehammer!

Then, the sledgehammer writhed and transformed into a sharp black lance and, with his impeccable aim, directly impaled the ghost in the brain that was preparing to leap from the ceiling and attack Shen Gu Mirai.

Splat.

Black liquid with chunks of solid blood spattered all over Shen Gu Mirai’s face.

She opened her mouth, incredulous.

The lance, along with the ghost, fell to the ground.

Beichuan Si flicked his fingers to control the weapon, turning it back into a liquid puddle, which coiled around all the ghosts’ legs like vines.

With a step forward, he moved beside Shen Gu Mirai, his reformed sledgehammer giving off a dense stench of blood.

He swung it down mercilessly!

Bang!!!!

The sound of exploding heads followed in a series, then came the thud of bodies falling to the ground.

Not a single ghost present could escape.

What had been a dozen ghosts just moments ago, most were now left as twitching, dismembered torsos.

...

"So, Hui Li is still in the prayer hall, right?"

Beichuan Si removed his hand, which was healing with death energy, and looked up at Shen Gu Mirai to ask.

"Yeah. I encountered a ghost just now, and I came out alone for Hui Li’s safety... Then I ran into you," Shen Gu Mirai looked at Beichuan Si’s cold profile and nodded in response.

"Let’s find Hui Li first, then I’ll take you both out of here."

Beichuan Si stood up and continued to ask, "Can you move?"

"Yeah, there’s still some residual pain, but I’m okay now."

Every time she experienced Beichuan Si’s death energy healing, Shen Gu Mirai found it incredibly magical.

That cold, pitch-black energy could actually heal wounds.

They didn’t idle in small talk.

After all, even though Shen Gu Mirai was now indeed out of danger, they didn’t know how Beichuan Hui Li was doing.

Shen Gu Mirai led the way for Beichuan Si back the way they came.

Their hurried footsteps seemed to tap to a drumbeat, and before long, they were outside the prayer hall again.

A faint sobbing could be heard from inside.

It was Beichuan Hui Li’s voice!

Beichuan Hui Li was still alright...

Shen Gu Mirai and Beichuan Si breathed a sigh of relief.

They pushed open the door to the prayer hall and came to the priest’s podium.

Beneath the podium, Beichuan Hui Li was crying with her hands over her mouth, head bent low, looking afraid of being discovered.

"Hui Li," Beichuan Si’s voice trembled slightly.

At this call, Beichuan Hui Li raised her head.

Then she burst into tears—

"Brother Temple! Brother Temple, you finally came... Sister Mirai, she... Sister Mirai, she..."

"What about me?"

Shen Gu Mirai’s head popped out beside her.

That vivid expression startled Beichuan Hui Li for a moment, followed by her exclaiming in surprise: "Sister Mirai, you’re not dead?"

In her excitement... She had misspoken...