Chapter 359 Fear, Guilt and Hundred Ghost Lanterns
Clang-clang-clang-clang-
evening.
On the swaying tram.
Kanoya Yukino put her leather bag on her knees and sat quietly. The setting sun outside the car window reflected hazily on her shoulders and hair.
When this child calms down, she looks like a beautiful girl, or at least has the beginnings of a beautiful girl. I guess when she gets to high school and grows a little more mature, she will definitely be the object of admiration for many boys in the same grade.
Kanoya looked out the window.
The sunset on the horizon turned the city skyline into a dim red color, and a few crows flew past.
The scene in Tokyo is indeed very different from Ogurishima and Aomori Prefecture.
"Teacher Kanazawa also praised me for learning things quickly today."
The little deer thought so.
"Abba...Abba."
The "Legend of the Slit Girl" spread like an infectious disease, sweeping through campuses across Japan and causing extreme anxiety among the public.
The little old man, the size of a thumb, was sitting on the edge of the tram window with his legs crossed and his chin in one hand.
But there is nothing we can do about it.
It feels like a punch on cotton.
The lantern was covered with a blue shade and shone slightly, creating an inexplicable scary atmosphere in the dark room.
Kanoya thought this in her heart. In fact, she was not disgusted with Kamiya's "over-protection".
There were some fast food lunch boxes piled up next to her, and she had not been out for many, many days recently. She had not been exposed to the sun for so long, which made her face look very pale and bloodless.
Touching it with your fingertips, you can feel the disgusting, slimy and weird touch of the deformed text.
In an inconspicuous apartment in Tokyo.
Although the Internet and the media have not mentioned a word about this kind of thing recently, I always feel that the atmosphere around me has changed.
"Turning this already damned world into even more chaos. Don't you want to?"
But you can't really hold people's mouths down.
All I can say is that although Master usually seems to be carefree, he is actually very gentle.
Ise didn't know the other person's name, and he still doesn't know it to this day.
Those dark, ugly, festering wounds and thoughts.
Dream boy.
It's the troublesome story that Master has been dealing with recently.
Kamitanigawa and Bachi-nu had discussed this matter a long time ago.
"The spread of Yumeno's incident has a tendency to spread outside the Kanto region."
But even if everyone goes around putting out fires and dealing with so many, it still won't help.
If she fell asleep outside the two safe places of home and Honganji Temple, Ayaori, who was at the top of the D-level, could ensure that she would not be harmed before Hachishanu or Kamiya arrived.
A qualified story should have a sequence of beginnings, transitions, and consequences.
And the [Hundred Ghost Lantern] was lit for her at Haishi.
"I'm inspired, I've already written so much."
It says that you can just take the ghost car to and from Honganji Temple.
In fact, Kamiyagawa knew very well that if he wanted to truly solve this incident, he had to uncover the Utoki novelist who was hiding behind the scenes and using unknown means to fuel the flames.
At the beginning when I got the [Hundred Ghost Lantern], nothing happened, and this simple green lantern could not be ignited.
"Nearly a hundred people in Kamisu City, Ibaraki Prefecture, fell into the deep sleep of Yumeno's dream. This happened almost overnight. Based on the location of these parties, it can be inferred that they were trapped in the same scene.
In a dream.”
If such a big ghost story were to roam freely in Tokyo, even if it had the ability to hide its aura, it would inevitably be noticed by some spirit exterminators.
Ise Momoyo was sitting in front of the desk, writing furiously.
…
Haishi must have been observing Ise for a long, long time.
Obviously, a single dream boy, or even a group of dream boys, is nothing worth mentioning to the little tapir.
Kanoya was a little worried about Kamiyagawa.
Especially when the dream boy who has caused people's recent fear and uneasiness still exists.
The novelist does not need to come forward directly or leave any clues in the real world to set off a strange incident with great social impact.
The novelist flipped through the notes in his hand and looked at the keywords that appeared repeatedly in each story:
"Don't think too much, I think you are a little nervous too. You have been thinking about this kind of thing during the day, maybe you will actually dream about it at night?"
In the end, the two came to the conclusion that it is better not to act too hastily. It is best to use the Divine Valley as the pivot to promote this matter step by step, steadily and without distractions.
Before the novelist lifted the [Hundred Ghost Lamp] into his notebook, the green light illuminated the words on the notebook, causing the originally graceful handwriting to swell and twist like parasites.
People seemed... nervous.
But in fact, Mr. Oishi, who is responsible for driving the ghost car, has been traveling with the master recently.
But she didn't do it in the end. The beautiful and deep pupils under the man's gold-rimmed glasses seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.
Then he stood up and took out a lantern with a simple shape and shining a dark blue light from the bookshelf around him.
"...That's the thing. I saw a strange man in my dream. Someone in our company also encountered it."
Other teams can deal with ghost exterminators who talk about strange dreams, and it is easier to cure the dream boy.
Xiaolu has learned Buddhist spells and spells in Honganji Temple for more than ten days, and has made some progress in controlling his own spiritual power.
But two months later, a man found Ise Momoyo.
Things are moving out of control.
According to the strength of the eight-foot girl, there are indeed prerequisites for achieving this kind of connection.
The novelist closes his notes.
It seemed like he could really see what Ise Momoyo had been suppressing in his heart.
"Abba."
However, even an official organization of the size of the Countermeasure Room has still not found this member of the Encountering Demon Organization until now.
The Kamiya family's scout clone and the security guard Ayori have been following Xiaolu recently.
Compared with drawing a book to appease Master Hachiku, what Master does every day is to save the world in the true sense, right?
Hua Hua——
At first, it was just a topic among primary school students. It was not until some students were too scared to go to school alone that parents realized the seriousness of the situation and wrote down precautions in the contact book, asking teachers to pay special attention to the safety of the children, and even
It evolved into the school requesting assistance from the police and strengthening patrols around the campus. In the areas where the turmoil was most severe, local schools were even forced to suspend classes altogether.
"Master, he looks so hard."
Macro multi-player dream worlds may be generated in multiple areas.
Dream boy.
Relationships within large organizations with many people are so difficult to handle.
The only way Kamiyagawa can think of now to fight against Uoki novelist is Xiaowu.
The Internet is the best petri dish for breeding urban ghost stories, but it is definitely not the only way to spread ghost stories.
Considering that the Countermeasures Room is such a large organization, the various forces within it will inevitably have their own ideas. For example, Kamiyagawa's integration into the organization as a "disciple of ghosts and gods" was not a simple matter that happened overnight.
Xiaolu felt proud of his filial piety.
To be continued...