Ibaraki Prefecture.
Near Yoshikoji Temple, the dark path leading to the back mountain.
A dim yellow light was flickering on the path.
The simple wooden treasure house was moving on the path in an extremely strange manner.
From the bottom of the cabin, six thighs made of ink extend out, moving forward steadily.
This makes the entire treasure house look like a ridiculous giant beast. The dim light emitted from the house is like the half-open and half-closed single eye of the giant beast's head, which can barely illuminate the area in front.
Ahead was the corner of the dim road, but the giant reptile-like treasure house did not turn here. It seemed that it was planning to crawl into the depths of the mountain forest.
And just when the wooden house was about to climb up the hillside, a powerful motor sound came from behind it.
Two bright lamp posts pierced the surrounding darkness. Where the light shined, fine dust could be seen flying. At the same time, the outline of the monster-like treasure house was illuminated extremely clearly.
The long-legged wooden house did not react to the abnormality behind it.
It has no sanity in the first place, nor is it a ghost story. It is just an ordinary building affected by the painter's ability.
Bah--
The screeching sound of brakes sounded.
The ghost Mazda driven by Toshima Oishi appeared in the state of [Ghost Acceleration].
The Kamiya family's mobility scooter was blazing with terrifying black flames. It was huge, thick, and rough, like a running iron block, and was filled with a sense of blood-spraying violence.
The moment the vehicle slowed down, a figure, holding an Odachi as bright as a star, jumped out of the back seat door nimbly and swiftly.
The figure, illuminated by the bright car lights, fell and rose, and finally descended from top to bottom and landed on the roof of the treasure house ahead.
boom!
There was a loud noise.
The Baobao House, which was trying to climb the slope, made a creaking sound and pressed heavily to the ground, causing the soil to dent a bit.
And the six thick legs made of ink also disappeared at this moment, and the dim light in the wooden house shook violently.
Over the mountain forest, a hook-like crescent moon hung high. The Kamiya River stood on the roof of the Hundred Treasures House. The pale moonlight fell on the top of his hair and shoulders, and reflected the glimmer of light on the blade of the boy's Kiri Anzuna in his hand.
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His pupils shrank, deep and a little angry at the same time, and he looked down at him: "Is this the thing? Xiaolu and Tsurumi are in it?"
"Abba Abba!"
The little old man appeared next to his master and nodded repeatedly.
"OK."
Kamiya was originally at Horunji Temple in Kyoto tonight.
Then suddenly I received a report from the little old man, saying that the two human eldest ladies in the family encountered some trouble while visiting the Summer Night Festival near Yoshikoji Temple.
So Kamiyagawa took a ghost car to Yoshikoji Temple in Ibaraki Prefecture.
The straight-line distance between Horunji Temple in Kyoto and Yoshikoji Temple in Ibaraki Prefecture is approximately 500 kilometers. The ghost car at home, which has been upgraded many times, is going at full speed under the [Ghost Acceleration] state, and it only takes ten minutes to arrive.
In fact, Kamiya's hearse team has mastery of land and water transportation.
Within the entire territory of Japan, no matter where you want to go, you can get there quickly.
On the way, the scout roughly explained the situation in Ibaraki to his master in real time.
So Kamiyagawa roughly grasped the encounter between Xiaolu and Tsurumi——
I don’t know where this old guy came from, so he took advantage of the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, and unexpectedly tried to kidnap his two beautiful little apprentices!
The boy waved his hand.
The sword light shone as bright as the stars, and although he restrained his strength, it still lifted the roof of the Treasure House directly.
Kamitani River jumped into the treasure house.
Through the dim light in the room, one can see an extremely long scroll on the wooden wall.
It extends and hangs on the wall, and its length almost covers the three walls except the main entrance.
There is no scenery or image on this scroll, it is only filled with thick and heavy ink.
You can still see ink stains splashing and falling on the scroll from time to time.
In this huge scroll, Kamiyakawa keenly glimpsed the auras of his disciples.
"It seems that the two of them have indeed entered the scroll."
Kamiya took out the Amado Bronze Mirror and the incomplete Ame no Tail Feather from the [Mirage Cloth Bag] on his waist.
The combination of these two artifacts can smoothly break the shackles of any space.
Used to help the disciples get out of the picture scroll, it is completely killing a chicken with a knife.
However, Kamiyagawa did not take action immediately.
He glanced at the scroll on the wall again, and could clearly feel that the auras of the two apprentices were very strong and stable.
Just now when we were almost catching up to the Treasure House, the little old man reported that the ladies had already started fighting with the painter.
And now the Divine Valley stands between the scrolls that accommodate Xiaolu and the others.
With his extremely keen perception ability, coupled with some spatial stabilization effects provided by the Amado Bronze Mirror, he was able to more clearly see the fighting situation in the thick ink cover in the scroll——
Xiaolu and Tsurumi were locked in a fight with the painter, and for a while they couldn't tell the difference.
Moreover, the even battle was achieved by the apprentices relying on their own hard power. Whether it was Kanoya's shikigami or Tsurumi's blessing from Mary, these were regarded by Kamiya as an integral part of the apprentices' own strength.
Some of the extra backup forces left by their side have not been activated.
"Um……"
Kamitani thought for a moment and took out his cell phone.
On the page of "Kaitan Monogatari", you can see a new text notification——
[Special event mission, [When Encountering the Demon·Eight] has been opened!]
[The core requirements of this mission are as follows: Defeat the members of the "Encountering Demonic Time Organization", Wei Shi.]
This demonic encounter occurred just now when Kamiyagawa was riding a ghost car near Yoshikoji Temple.
Now it is almost certain that the person who tried to abduct the disciples was a non-special member of the Feng Mo Shi organization, Wei Shi.
So Xiaolu and Tsurumi teamed up, and in a short period of time they were fighting a 50-50 fight with a member of the Enchanki.
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Master expressed a little gratification.
Kamiyakawa raised his head again and looked at the scroll on the wall again to confirm the breath of the disciples and judge their battlefield situation, and then gave instructions to the little old man beside him:
"Anyway, I'm already here, so I'll give them a chance to practice properly. If things don't go right, you can help them and don't let Xiaolu and Tsurumi get hurt."
…
In the scroll.
The two apprentices of the Kamiya family are still fighting with the painter and Liuli.
And this strange space filled with twisted darkness suddenly began to tremble violently at a certain moment.
This made everyone in it a little unsteady.
As the owner of the scroll, the painter was the first to sense something was wrong.
This sudden violent vibration must be because of something happening outside.
The painter separated a little consciousness and peeked outside. The outside was shrouded in a glow similar to the rising sun, making it impossible for him to distinguish the specific situation.
Something definitely happened.
Tonight there were unexpected changes, one after another.
But the painter, who knew that something was wrong, found it difficult to escape from the painting.
Tsurumi Aoi, who was fighting fiercely with him, was extremely fierce, like a fighting dog with all its fangs exposed. The red Ichimonji's attack was swift and fierce, and every slash was like a strong wind and waves, which overwhelmed the painter who was blindly defensive.
To be continued...