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069 Strange Talks About Retirement

After a brief test of Hannya's ability, Kamiyagawa was quite satisfied with his first shikigami.

Moreover, this masked Pokémon itself is an altered form, a Shiny Pokémon.

Comes with a growing white mask.

You can look forward to it in the future.

"Next, let's try actual combat."

Kamiyagawa released the state of [Ghost and God's Stance·Smiling Face], and at the same time allowed Prajna to temporarily return to the Tin Figure, and began to put on the Inunjing Suit for himself.

"For actual combat, just go to the outskirts of Inuning Village."

"In addition, in the Kaitan World, being possessed by a laughing mask will continue to drain the paper man's life force. But when I wore the mask just now, I didn't feel much about it. I don't know that the paper man can resist the laughing mask at most.

How long does it take for the erosion to last? This needs to be tested."

Holding a wood-chopping ax in his hand, Kamiyagawa walked into the dark and long mouth of the Inunsing Tunnel.

Behind him, the tin figure and the wooden sign of the god stood silently, with yellow and green fluorescent lights flying.



Use the camouflage effect of the suit to pass through the tunnel.

Because I was slightly used to rubbing shoulders with the villagers of Inu Ming Village who loved grinding their teeth, I felt that there was no danger.

"It's time to let Hannya help me take revenge." Kamiyakawa walked towards Inuning Village.

On the outskirts of the village, near the dirt road leading to the deserted temple.

He found a wandering Granny Fire.

"It appears at this location. It feels like the one that sneak-attacked me on my way back from buying candles last time."

Kamitani came closer and successfully attracted Lao Lao Huo's hatred.

"Hehehehehehehehe!"

A faint blue fireball roared over, and within the firelight, one could vaguely see the resentful and erratic face of an old woman.

"Prajna!" Kamiyakawa thought in his mind.

The figure wearing a long undergarment followed the call and was outlined beside him, becoming increasingly clear.

An Onmyoji who masters [Spirit Taming Technique] can use himself as a medium to summon the shikigami residing in shikigami statues to his side without being restricted by distance or even blocked by the two worlds.

The ghost girl wearing the mask raised her hand, and the grinning ghost mask and the unformed white mask floated around her waist, spinning continuously.

"Jiejie——"

The laughing ghost face in it seemed to suddenly come to life, becoming more and more vivid.

The mask let out a shrill, weird laugh, and turned into a shadow and flew out!

Ghost attack.

[Prajna summons a laughing mask to attack the enemy, causing a certain amount of damage and a certain probability of making the enemy confused and frightened.]

boom!

The fireball and the illusory ferocious smiling face collided in mid-air, and small blue flames splashed everywhere. They fell to the ground and were quickly extinguished, turning into black smoke and disappearing.

[Kill Lao Lao Huo and get 4 soul crystals!]

"Okay, we killed him in one go." Kamiyagawa, who was watching the battle, clapped his hands and praised.

It’s so cool to be an Onmyoji!

The enemy fell without even having to take action.

Prajna didn't give any response to his onmyoji's praise, but he slightly lowered his height in the air and landed on the side of Kamiya River.

Stand tall, raise your chest, and retract your chin, straighten your slender waist, gently cross your hands in front of your body, and match that pretty face with a cold and arrogant temperament.

Elegant, so elegant!

"Let's go, it's just a small test now, let's do something big next!" Kamiyagawa happily led the way, carrying a wood-cutting ax.

This time, it's the dog's turn at the phone booth.

Don’t even think about running away!



The main road outside Inuming Village has cracked concrete floors, is overgrown with weeds, and is surrounded by abandoned farmland.

An old-fashioned telephone booth stands abruptly in the middle of the road.

Through the glass on all sides, you can see an old green square telephone hanging inside.

There are still no mobs wandering around.

The elite monster in the Inunaki Pass map is the ghost story with the tendency to visit foreigners, the Inunaki Telephone Box.

"found it."

Kamiyagawa replaced the ordinary cos prop prop wood-cutting ax with a handy hatchet and stepped closer.

When he walked a dozen steps away from the phone booth.

"Ring ring ring——"

A rapid electric bell rang.

This time, Kamiyakawa walked forward quickly without thinking.

Snap.

The glass door opens and closes automatically.

The microphone was picked up.

"Hello, I'm an honest and friendly foreigner. I'm back again." Kamiyagawa spoke first.

There was no response on the other end of the phone.

But there was the sound of gurgling water, as if someone was spitting bubbles violently under the water.

Then, it's the same as last time.

Snap, snap.

The drowned girl in the phone booth started slapping the glass.

At the bottom of the pavilion, and inside the telephone receiver, there was turbid sewage flowing out, and clumps of greasy and tangled black hair like waterweed were mixed in it.

When these black hairs gathered more and more, almost occupying half of the space of the small phone booth, the drowned girl emerged from the turbid water!

Gudu Gudu——

The white and swollen ghost face was spitting bubbles in the water, and its malicious eyes were fixed on Kamiyakawa's face.

The drowned girl felt as if she had killed the young man in front of her once before, but for some reason, he was back here unscathed.

But it doesn't matter.

No matter who it is, he will be killed as many times as he comes.

Drag them all down!

Tufts of black hair clung to the young man's body and entangled his limbs.

The drowned girl also waited for the opportunity, planning to use her hands and feet again to hug the boy tightly, then caress him and plunge him into the water to drown him.

The situation this time is different from last time.

When the drowned girl's hands and feet were about to touch the boy with two lives.

"Prajna."

The other party spoke softly like this.

A beautiful figure wearing a purple-rimmed sleeves and long white undershirt flashed past the small phone booth.

He grabbed the young man from behind before he could catch the drowned girl, and then disappeared.

At the same time, a hideous and terrifying ghost face mask appeared on the young man's handsome face, instantly turning his image into that of an evil Shura ghost!

But just like this ferocious appearance of a demon, under the ghostly aura, it also has an inexplicable attraction and temptation.

It is a strange and inhumane beauty that is hard to describe and cannot be described.

Borrow the mask of ghosts and take on the appearance of ghosts and gods!

The drowned girl couldn't help but be stunned when she saw the boy's change.

The next second.

Kamiyagawa moved, his seemingly thin body moved quickly and with amazing strength.

He used his left hand to pull the greasy hair on the head of the drowned girl, almost like pulling out a carrot, and pulled the strange story out of the water, and then slammed it against the glass.

"Divide time into a moment, like silk spun by a silkworm."

While launching a fierce attack, Kamiyagawa felt a different kind of enlightenment in his heart.

But even so, his movements did not stop at all.

The right hand holds a bloody hatchet, and the bright blade stabs straight out!

The blade divides time!

This blow, both in terms of speed and power, was even more amazing than Kamiyagawa's usual three-foot strike.

Vaguely, one can even glimpse the embryonic form of the advanced secret silk making.

In addition, at the moment when the hatchet was thrust out, a maniacally laughing evil ghost with a purple border and a white undershirt could be seen behind Kamiya River and flashed past.

His shikigami, his spirit behind him, prajna.

winter!

The bloody knife tip pierced the drowned girl's throat and hit the glass of the phone booth behind her.

A crack like a spider web suddenly bloomed on the glass.

Blood and some fishy yellow mucus flowed out along the blade, dripping into the sewage and fainting.


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