I loaded the ghost talk game

After briefly testing Hannya's ability, Kamiyagawa is still very satisfied with his first shikigami.

Moreover, this masked ghost itself is still an alienated body, a shining Pokémon.

Comes with a growing white mask.

The future can be expected directly.

"Next, try actual combat."

Kamiyagawa canceled the state of [Pose of Ghosts and Gods: Smiling Face], and at the same time let Hannya return to the tin figure for the time being, and began to put on the dog-sounding suit for himself.

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

"In addition, in the world of ghost stories, being possessed by a laughing mask will continue to lose the paper man's vitality. But when I wore the mask just now, I didn't feel much about it. I don't know if the dead paper man can resist the laughing mask at most How long the erosion will take, this has to be tested.”

Kamiyagawa walked into the dark and long dog-sounding tunnel with a wood-chopping ax in his hand.

Behind him, the tin statue and the wooden tablet stand silently, with yellow and green fluorescent lights flying.

...

Use the suit's camouflage effect to pass through the tunnel.

Because I got used to rubbing shoulders with the villagers of Quanming Village who love to grind their teeth one after another, I felt that there was no danger or danger.

"It's time for Prajna to avenge me." Shen Guchuan walked towards Quanming Village.

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

He found a wandering grandma fire.

"It will appear in this position. It feels like the one that sneaked up on me on the way back from buying candles last time."

Kamiyagawa approached and successfully won the hatred of Grandma Huo.

"Hee hee hee hee hee!"

A faint blue fireball whizzed over, and in the light of the fire, one could vaguely see the resentful and erratic face of an old woman.

"Prajna!" Kamiya Chuan thought.

The figure in the long undergarment obeyed the call, outlined beside him, and became more and more clear.

An onmyoji who has mastered [Spirit Control Art] can use himself as a medium to summon the shikigami living in the shikigami statue to his side, without being limited by distance, or even blocked by two worlds.

The ghost girl carrying the mask raised her hand, and the grinning ghost mask and the unformed white mask floated around her waist, spinning non-stop.

"Jie Jie—"

The laughing ghost mask in it seems to come alive suddenly, becoming more and more lively.

The mask let out a shrill, strange laugh, and flew out as a phantom!

Ghost attack.

[Hannaya summons the Laughing Mask to attack the enemy, causing a certain amount of damage and at the same time causing the enemy to become confused and frightened with a certain probability. ]

boom!

The fireball and the illusory grinning face collided in mid-air, and the tiny blue flames splashed everywhere, fell to the ground and quickly extinguished, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

[Kill grandma fire and get 4 soul crystals! ]

"Okay, it will be killed in one go." Kamiya Chuan, who was watching the battle, applauded and praised.

It's so cool to be an Onmyoji!

You don't even need to make a move, the enemy will fall.

Banruo didn't give any response to the praise of his own onmyoji, but he slightly lowered his height in the air, and landed on the side and rear of Shen Guchuan.

With her chest raised and her chin retracted, her slender waist was straightened, and her hands were gently crossed and overlapped in front of her body, matching that pretty face with a cold and arrogant temperament.

Elegant, so elegant!

"Let's go, it's just a small trial now, let's do something big next!" Shen Guchuan led the way with high spirits, carrying a woodcutter axe.

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

Don't even try to run away!

...

On the main road outside Quanming Village, the concrete floor is cracked and covered with weeds, 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 the green square old telephone hanging inside.

There are still no mobs wandering around.

The elite monster on the map of Inunaki Pass, the strange story with the tendency of foreign visits, the Inunaki telephone booth.

"found it."

Kamiyagawa replaced Fanpin's cos prop, the wood-chopping axe, 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, Kamiyagawa stepped forward quickly without thinking.

Slap.

The glass door opens and then closes automatically.

The microphone is picked up.

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

There was no answer on the phone.

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

Then, same as last time.

Crack, crack.

The drowned woman in the phone booth started banging on the glass.

At the bottom of the pavilion, as well as inside the receiver of the telephone, muddy sewage flowed out, and clumps of slippery and tangled black hair mixed with it like water plants.

When these black hairs gathered more and more, almost occupying half of the space of the small telephone booth, the drowned woman appeared from the muddy water!

gurgling——

The whitish and swollen grimace was spitting out bubbles in the water, and the malicious eyes were fixed on Kamiyagawa's face.

The drowned woman felt as if she had killed the boy in front of her once, but for some reason, he came back here unscathed.

But it doesn't matter.

No matter who it is, kill as many times as it comes.

Drag them all into the water!

Clumps of black hair climbed onto the boy's body and entangled his limbs.

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

This time the situation is different from last time.

When the hands and feet of the drowned woman were about to touch the two young men.

"Prajna."

The other party spoke softly.

A beautiful figure with long sleeves and long white undergarments with furring sleeves in purple fringe flashed past in the small telephone booth.

Before the drowned girl, she hugged the boy from behind and disappeared.

At the same time, a terrifying grimace mask emerged from the boy's handsome face, instantly changing his image into that of a Shura ghost!

But it is this hideous appearance like a ghost, under the ghostly aura, but somehow has an attractive and seductive force.

It was a strange beauty with a very impersonal temperament, which was indescribable and unspeakable.

Borrowing the mask of a ghost, possessing the appearance of a ghost!

Seeing the boy's change, the drowning girl couldn't help being stunned.

next second.

Kamiyagawa moved, his seemingly thin body was agile and powerful.

With his left hand, he pulled the slippery hair on the top of the drowned girl's head, almost like pulling the carrot out of the water, and then slammed it heavily on the glass.

"Dividing time to a moment is like the silk spun by a silkworm."

While launching a fierce attack, a different kind of enlightenment came to Kamiyagawa's heart.

But even so, his movements did not stagnate in the slightest.

Holding the blood-stained hatchet in his right hand, the gleaming blade stabbed straight out!

Cutting time with a knife!

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

Indistinctly, one can even glimpse the prototype of the Advanced Profound Truth Silk Hit.

In addition, at the moment when the hatchet was stabbed, behind Kamiyagawa, a laughing evil spirit with a purple border and white undergarment and a ferocious face could be seen appearing and passing by in a flash.

His shikigami, his back spirit, Prajna.

Boom!

The bloody blade pierced through the drowned woman'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 yellowish mucus flowed out along the blade, dripping into the sewage and fading away.