How Can My Hyakki Yagyo Be So Cute

"Hey, I have been busy all day long." Xiao Zhengyi rubbed his sore shoulder and walked out of the elevator.

I didn’t think it was when I was helping with Xu Feng before, but when he sat in that position, he realized that there were a lot of messy things to be busy—more than half of them were related to the supermen in the Ying apartment. of.

In any case, I should be able to sleep well after I go home.

Recently, the gang of monsters in the house have gotten a lot of peace for some reason, and even the double bed (although only Xiao Zhengyi sleeps alone) will not continue to come to his ears and turn over and over like a repeater after he falls asleep. He whispered something, "I will change the sheets tomorrow, I want the extra luxurious kind with gold trim" in an attempt to achieve a brainwashing effect...

As a result, when he opened the door of the apartment, Xiao Zhengyi couldn't help being taken aback-the monsters in the house were lying on the ground as if they were drained of energy. People who don’t know the insider thought at first glance that they had just scratched in the house. It was a tornado, and it was of the twelfth level.

"What happen to you guys?"

Xiao Zhengyi took a closer look and found that they weren't pretending to be dead, but as if they had really lost their ability to move, so he asked the TV, which is easier to communicate with on weekdays.

The TV beeped twice weakly, and then turned on automatically. There was a Bacchus Altar inside. A middle-aged man who looked like a storyteller slapped the desk and said loudly: " Cups!"

"..."

Okay, the cup is understandable, but what happened?

At this time, Xiao Zhengyi found that the pen he forgot to bring today was lying on the stack of A4 printing paper next to the computer desk. A wad of ink appeared from the tip of the pen, which looked like half a pipe. What made him speechless was that, Next to the pen, he wrote "The murderer is--" in a trembling text like a blood book, and the second half stopped abruptly.

So who the **** is it! Don't talk like that to a victim in a detective drama and belch halfway through!

"The spiritual energy in this room is being drawn out from the window..." The one who answered his question was the sword spirit of Yuan Rong who had been taken by him all the time and now came back with him: "Even monsters like us can't Completely lock the aura," Yuan Rong Jianjian Ling's voice has begun to sound a little strange electronic sound before the words are finished, a little distorted: "From the direction where the aura was taken away...it's the sky... What's in the sky..."

Xiao Zhengyi's face sank, he ran to the window sill quickly, opened the window, and looked in the direction pointed out by the Yuan Rong sword and sword spirit girl regardless of the strong wind that entered the house.

Then his eyes went wide, looking at the sky in disbelief, his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't say anything.

After a long while, he seemed to have suddenly regained the ability to speak, and shouted in disbelief.

"What the **** is this...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

It was supposed to be a place in the night sky, but at this moment another world was reflected.

...

"This is... the digital world?!"

Xu Shenxing also looked at the sky in surprise.

"No, no matter how you look at it, it's what the guy said..."

Qin Xingyan spit out on the side.

Because Xu Shenxing didn't care, and the author had been trying to make up the number of characters, Sang Sherman actually found an opportunity to delay the appearance of the ghost side.

"This kind of anomaly, even if it is a mirage, no one will believe it..." Shenshan Chihaya was also stunned by this first sight.

"That space probably hasn't officially arrived yet, it's just because of the degree of mutual interference with the real world..."

Tan Tai Li's voice also sounded a little nervous. Even the jailer of Rune Prison, she is accustomed to seeing the big world, and she has never seen such a fugitive who can make trouble: "I can see the reflected world, Probably only people with a certain degree of supernatural ability."

"It's too late no matter what you want to do now, the arrival of the ghost party is a foregone conclusion."

San Sherman had completed his obsession, and seemed to have no interest in how he would be treated by Xu Shenxing and the others. He just stared at the land in the sky in a daze.

"You fellow, don't you know how terrible things will happen if other dimensions hit this world!"

Tan Tai Li couldn't help but asked.

The original Tunguska explosion was only caused by the failure to tow the weird space of the ghost, but now that the whole ghost world on the opposite side has been smashed down after the successful towing, the vision caused is definitely much larger than that of the year. .

What about the power it exploded?

I am afraid it is also larger than Tunguska. Maybe the entire Jiangjin land will be blown off by an explosion, and all man-made objects will be blown off or turned into dust-no matter how strong the building is in front of this natural mighty force. Not enough to see, except for the nest of Supermen in Ying's apartment and the people who have been protected by Xu Shenxing, I am afraid that only cockroaches can survive such a close-range explosion.

"do not know."

San Sherman answered without hesitation.

"Wha..." Tan Tai Li choked at the other party's answer without any confusion.

"If there is no preparation, tens of thousands of people will die because of the sudden arrival of the disaster!" After a while, she began to shout out in indignation: "If you still have any conscience, stop this stupid thing!"

"I have already said that once it starts, it can't stop."

San Sherman looked as if he shook his head with regret: "Although I am sorry to involve you...but soon I will be able to fulfill the long-cherished wish of everyone in the ghost land for thousands of years."

"Long wish?"

Xu Shenxing frowned.

"Everything in the ghost party will decay after re-entering the cycle of reincarnation, and the curse of that piece of land will also come to an end... everything will end here."

San Sherman's expression looked a little fanatical.

For an undead who is pursuing death, there is indeed almost nothing in this world that can move his determination.

However, his fanatical expression suddenly froze.

Xu Shenxing, who had been playing baseball since just now, finally slammed a stick-this kind of action was originally very stupid in San Sherman's eyes. The two worlds have just begun to interfere with each other, and the physical distance can be said to be nonexistent. It can be considered infinite, what's the point of swinging here?

But the reality makes him unbelievable.

In his perception, the interference between the ghost land and the real world after the opponent swings a stick... seems to be a lot lighter?

Even from the reflection of the world above his head, it seems to be farther from the ground.

"Isn't this effective," Xu Shenxing grinned: "It's just a bigger stone. Watch me push it away!"