I loaded the ghost talk game

Yanyan Luo, the legend is a strange story parasitic on fireworks.

It can be transformed into various postures, and human faces can emerge from the smoke. It often appears in farm stoves, bonfires and other places. It will make people's vision blurred, which stems from the human's fear of fireworks.

Breeders are good at grasping the emotions, obsessions, and sufferings of the undead when they were alive, and using the Huangquan Naraku Curse to cultivate them into various strange stories.

Kido Keiko's twin daughter transformed from her late mother is an example.

The same is true for Yan Yanluo, which is now appearing on the battlefield, one of the many works of the breeder.

The choking smoke blurred the sight, and various inhuman roars could be heard starting to symphony.

The number is very large, and the sound is getting closer.

Okawa Dinghiu looked around in astonishment, and saw an unforgettable scene in his life——

Amidst the smog, countless deformed and distorted figures with blurred outlines appeared!

It was the breeder's ghosts, attacking under the cover of smoke.

"We have to get rid of that smoker!"

In a panic, Okawa Jojiu heard Captain Maejima's shout.

Then came the sound of violent collisions and battles. Amidst the smoke, Captain Maejima and several other members of the No. 77 Peachwood Ballista Team seemed to have fought with some unknown monster.

Fighting broke out not only here in the No. 77 ballista group.

The situation of the other teams on the middle path is not much different.

Spirit-eliminating masters from different schools have tried their best.

The ordinary armed personnel who were temporarily dispatched here began to draw their guns and shoot at the vague monster figures in the mist, but ordinary firearms could not cause much damage to many monsters.

It was already hard to tell if it was the roaring and howling sounds from monsters or humans, mixed with the sound of fierce battles, like bombs, exploding everywhere in the smoke.

"no no!"

Okawa Dingjiu retreated hastily, and the voices of his teammates were getting farther and farther away from him.

Although this young non-staff psychic has always been dissatisfied with Kamiyagawa, thinking that Kamiya's encounters and experiences "I can do it myself", but when he really encountered an abnormal situation, he began to be timid again.

Although before this operation, Yuuki Makensuke and his captain Maejima had repeatedly issued orders, saying that during the holding of the Nuo Nuo ceremony, it is likely to be crazily disturbed by the dead.

But wait until something actually happens.

When he saw the horror scene in the smoke, like a ghost walking in the night, Okawa's original arrogance disappeared without a trace.

"So many ghost stories, so many... No... I'm just a non-staff folk psychic master, working hard with these strange stories, is what those official psychic masters should do..."

Okawa Dinghisa retreated from the small steps at the beginning, but turned back and ran away with big steps.

But the smog released by Yan Yanluo, who no longer knew where to hide, was too thick, and Okawa, who was already in a panic, could not get out of the smog no matter how he ran.

While running, he stepped on a still warm corpse, lost his center of gravity, and fell to the ground fiercely.

"Damn it!"

A large area of ​​flesh was scratched on the chin and elbows, and the piercing pain did not calm Okawa, but made him even more flustered, who was already distracted and frightened.

He didn't care to distinguish whether the corpse that tripped him was a colleague or a "flower dish" brought by a ghost, and he struggled to get up from the ground.

At this moment, Okawa Jojiu heard a voice coming from inside the smoke.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I can't find it..." It was a woman's miserable whimper, "One...two...three...no, no. Two...less I got two..."

Okawa Jojiu could feel that the woman crying in the smoke was definitely not human.

It's the ghost that breeds the dead!

There's a ghost here!

"One...two...three..."

The woman's voice continued, as if she was counting something stubbornly.

"do not come!"

Okawa Jojiu reached out to his waist to touch the spirit weapon.

His weapon is a juniper fan.

It's not very precious, but at least it is a supernatural item that can deal a certain amount of damage to evil spirits.

"Six...seven...eight...two missing, or two missing...Where is it? Where is it?"

The mournful voice in the smoke grew louder.

Wet footsteps and the sound of dripping water can also be heard.

Okawa Jojiu saw the outline of a woman appearing and disappearing.

"I told you not to come over!"

Okawa waved the cypress fan indiscriminately.

It may be because of his poor mental quality, facing unknown strange stories alone, and being shrouded in fear that penetrated into the bone marrow, his performance was very poor.

The cypress fan failed to hit the enemy, but fell to the ground because of trembling hands.

"Where is it? Did you see it? Did you see it?"

The woman's voice became more urgent.

Okawa Sadahisa hurried to grab the cypress fan on the ground.

At this time, a long woman's face suddenly poked out from the smoke, and moved in front of Okawa!

It was a pale face.

There is no eyeball inside a pair of eyes, just a cloudy white. The skin on her face was extremely swollen due to soaking in water, and from time to time, black liquid oozed out from under her soft and rotten flesh.

The distance between the two is extremely close.

It was so close that Okawa Dingjiu's breath could be sprayed directly on the woman's face.

It was close enough to smell the damp and rotten water stench on the woman's body.

"Ah, I found it~"

The woman's mournful voice rose strangely.

The corner of her mouth opened, and she suddenly cupped her hands in front of Okawa Dingjiu.

The pair of hands that were also swollen were closed together, no fingers could be seen, only the broken palms, and trickles of black blood continued to flow from the ten severed fingers.

And on her mutilated and bloody palm, there was a bunch of wriggling fingers!

"I found it! I found it! So it's here!"

The woman is excited and mad.

Okawa Jojiu felt a pain in his right hand that was stretched out to touch the juniper fan. Looking down, he saw only a broken palm left on his right hand, and his five fingers fell off neatly on the ground!

"Found it! I found it! Found more!"

The woman was still babbling frantically, and the five severed fingers on the ground that belonged to Da Chuan were snatched away by her frantically, holding them in the palm of her hand as if they were treasures.

"This thing!"

Okawa Sadahisa felt his scalp was about to burst.

It was at this moment that he realized what kind of strange story this woman with the severed finger was.

This is a Sarayashiki!

There is a famous Japanese ghost story with a lot of resentment. It is said that a maid accidentally lost one of the master's family heirlooms - one of the ten plates in a set.

As a result, the master cut off his fingers and threw them into the well.

Since then, every night at the bottom of the well, there will be a sad counting sound of "one...two...three" from the bleeding house.

I don't know if I'm counting the broken plates or her broken fingers.

"Go away! Go away!"

The pain of the severed finger combined with the extreme fear caused Okawa Sadahisa's already fragile psychological defense to collapse.

And I don't know if he inhaled too much smoke and the yellow water miasma of the plague god during the run just now, and he even started to lose consciousness.

In a daze, Okawa Dingjiu saw another figure appearing in the smoke.

That seems to be a man, not like a ghost story.

When he got closer, Da Chuan could see the long horse face and the red bumps on his face.

This man was holding a gardener's straight knife entangled in branches and vines. He didn't look like a member of the Spirit Eliminator Fang, nor did he look like a poor "flower dish" who was coerced to appear here.

When he passed Okawa Sadahisa and Sarayashiki, he just glanced indifferently and contemptuously.

Did not make any action.

It quickly disappeared into the smoke and disappeared.

...

The smoke released by Yanyanluo continued to fill the air.

The melee battles between ghost stories and spiritual masters started everywhere.

The peach crossbows, reed arrows and Yanbafu beans designed along the road are special attacks on the plague gods with the characteristic of "plague", but the effect is not so good against the waves of seedling ghosts.

There are even "flower dishes" that seem to be driven over by monsters to drive livestock on the battlefield.

These "flower dishes" are still living people, and peach crossbows, reed arrows, and salt-baked beans will not have any effect on them.

Amid the turmoil, the layout along the way has suffered some damage.

But Xingbaishen and He has not yet departed from the planned route.

Its size is really too big, and its outline is also very conspicuous in the smoke.

Moreover, there are constant spiritual masters guarding the mahogany crossbow nearby, fighting against the constantly attacking ghosts and red eyes, and stubbornly fighting for opportunities for colleagues who operate reed arrows.

The number of stray rockets in the air has decreased, but they can still cause damage to the Plague God and drive it forward.

This situation has been maintained until outside the Shakujii Oasis.

That is, near the position where Kamiyagawa and Onitsuka Kiriying are currently guarding.

Inside the smoke, the chaotic shouts of the spirit masters and armed personnel could be heard——

"Wait a minute, what happened to that man?"

"I have a crippled naked one here! Help, help!"

"That guy is a dead breeder! I saw ghosts listening to his orders!"

"Don't let him get close to the Plague God! Goo..."

"Where did he go! Where did he go!?"

"..."

After a while, the Plague God, who was entrenched in midair and was tired from the intensive attack, could only wriggle like maggots suddenly howled loudly.

"hiss--!"

It seemed to become excited all of a sudden, and the fighting spirit became high.

"Not good! The dead are with the God of Plague! The God of Plague is not in the right state!"

"Shoot the arrow! Don't let the dead-bringer lead the plague god away!"

"No, they didn't want to escape! They were rushing forward! Damn, there are too many ghosts!"

"Crazy, that person who raised the dead is a lunatic, he wants to attack the Nuo formation and intercept them!"

"I was seriously injured and fell to the ground...help me!"

...

The ghosts began to attack the Shakujii Oasis.

Those who guard here are all the elite of the spirit masters, so the attack of the breeders' side is blocked here.

But the biggest trouble is not the ghosts coming in waves in the smoke.

Instead, the outline is getting clearer and clearer, and the God of Plague is squirming and rushing forward.

"The Plague God is coming too fast... The chasing ceremony is not ready yet! Hold it back!"

"Behind us is the Nuo array, we can't let it get any closer!"

All the spiritual masters guarding the oasis became alert.

But there are too many species of ghosts, and with the smoke obstructing their vision, most people are overwhelmed at this time.

Even if someone withdraws to stop the God of Plague, it is definitely an impossible task to hold back the B-level strange talk alone.

Swish!

A word dragged out an indigo cold light.

Cut a bull ghost with a bull head and ghost body that swallowed venom directly in half.

At the moment when the seedling ghosts attacked, Kamiyachuan decisively chose to knock down the explosive seed of [Prolonging Life Purple Gold Cream] that he had stored before. Now he is in a fighting state with a mask of jealousy and sharing the power of ghosts and gods with Prajna.

Not only that, Miss Mary and the God of Tunning Dog have also been summoned.

After cooperating with the shikigami to kill a few species of ghosts around him, Kamiyagawa raised his head, and the clear outline of Xingyanshen could already be seen above the smoke.

"hiss--!"

The huge strip-shaped fleshy column squirmed and screamed, and the dense colored feathers on its body were mixed with thick yellow water and shook off, turning into a yellow turbid miasma.

It can only be said that the Plague God is worthy of a strange story with a B rating. On the way from the haunted house to the oasis, he was almost shot into a basket by the nemesis reed grass arrow, but his vitality was extremely tenacious and fierce.

Under the God of Plague, there is another vague figure that appears and disappears from time to time.

Most likely a breeder.

With the coordination of their steps and tanks, the spiritual masters and armed personnel along the way suffered a great loss.

There were countless casualties along the way.

"It's about time."

Kamiyagawa put his heart on the sidelines, and rushed forward holding a word.

Mary and Inujiro, who was biting a dead body, quickly followed up with their own onmyoji.

it's time.

If it continues to drag on and let the God of Plague and the Breeder rush into the oasis defense line, things may develop as Wu sees in the future video——

Onizuka Kiri Hotaru will sacrifice herself, forcibly hold back the enemy, and buy the last time for Nuozhen.

Adding in the fact that Yuuki Zhenjianyou who came later, the two of them traded their lives in exchange for time, which could finally ensure that the Nuo Formation was fully opened.

On the oasis defense line, the little witch is almost one of the strongest spirit removers.

If you don't consider the strange props on your body, if you rely on hard power alone, Kamiyagawa is not her opponent.

So the little witch can indeed sacrifice her life to do this.

And what Shen Guchuan has to do now is to try to drag the God of Plague and the Breeder out of the line of defense by himself!

Avoid them coming into direct contact with the little witch.

"Following the strategy, I went to Fusang Township for a tour, not to come back for dinner."

Let's do something!

Cloud Mirror!

...

Boom!

Onizuka's little priestess skillfully used the Miko flower hairpin as a dagger, and pierced through a Seimei Kikyo yellow talisman.

A huge explosion sounded in front of her, and a fine mole cricket that looked like a human and a beast was blown away.

The mole cricket fell to the ground and twitched, a huge hole was blown out of its abdomen, and the smelly internal organs were mixed with blood and turned all over the floor.

After finishing off this tricky enemy, she subconsciously looked to the left.

"Eh?"

Originally, Kamiyagawa and the shikigami he summoned were staying here, and their vague combat figures could be seen in the mist.

But at this time, they were all gone.

Although Kamiyagawa was gone, the little witch didn't get too excited, and her mind was very clear.

On this kind of melee battlefield, it is quite normal for companions to be dispersed.

And in the current situation, the most important thing is to ensure the smooth opening of the Nuo Formation and kill the God of Plague.

Only Shen Guchuan, who died and was scattered to nowhere, and the rest of the people participating in the battle tonight will be truly safe.

She looked across Lake Shakujii.

Because of the smog, the situation of the Nuo array over there is now invisible, but the smooth singing voice can be heard continuously:

"Ask the earth about the four directions, ask about the roundness of the vault, ask about the silence of the stars, and ask about the splendor of the sun..."

"The Nuo formation is about to take shape. As long as my mother-in-law is still there, there will be no problem."

Onizuka Kiri Hotaru was a little relieved, she turned her head, and the huge silhouette of the plague god Ayaha in the smoke looked very clear.

"Behind us is the Nuo formation. No matter what the price is, we must not let that big guy break through the defense line of the oasis."

Onizuka's little priestess held Miko Hana's hand tightly.