I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Ding Dong."

Just as Sosuke Araki was preparing for in-depth academic exchanges with Atsumi Ludou, the next delivery task information was assigned by the system.

"SunShineCity? Is it so far away?"

The number of delivery staff is limited late at night, and sometimes the system will ventilate to allocate such orders that seem to be close but are actually far away.

Seeing this extremely challenging order, he had to say goodbye to this fellow with regret.

After Araki Zongsuke left, he continued to browse Houhailudou on the 2CH forum, and found that a post that had already sunk to the bottom of the sea published more than two years ago was quietly updated by the moderator IBM700.

"Update in the middle of the night? Don't you want to be noticed?" Hou Hailudou quickly clicked in before the post was instantly overwritten by other posts.

"Rashomon is also the gate of hell. It was originally the gate of Suzaku Avenue at the southern end of Ping An Jing. After absorbing a lot of grievances during the war, it turned into the gate of the human world and hell."

This article was published more than two years ago.

"The grievances in the world are increasing day by day, and Rashomon opens again. On the night of the full moon, the'new emperor' who returns to the world from the gates of hell will continue the unfinished mission."

This one is just updated content.

"The former new emperor?" Hou Hailu Dou quickly opened the web page and checked it.

"There should be only one who claimed to be the new emperor in history..."

...

East Ikebukuro Central Park lakeside.

The falling snow touched the huge wraith spirit aggregation, and immediately turned into ice, freezing its spirit body, causing its movements to suddenly become extremely slow.

With this leap, Abe Temple not only flashed through the mouth of the evil spirit, but also cut off the tentacles on its head with double knives in his hand.

The tentacles broke, and the female resentful spirits under control immediately stood there.

"It's not over yet..."

After Abe Temple fell to the ground, he lowered his body and dived, and he cut again with the long sword in his hand.

"Give you... liberation."

Suffering severe injuries one after another, the congregating wraith screamed in anger, floated in the air, and rushed toward Abe Temple.

Abe Temple looked at the resentful spirits coming from the sky like a mountain with cold eyes. With double knives in his hands, his feet squatted to accumulate energy, he suddenly drew his knives and slashed upwards.

With two double knives, one long and one short, cutting out from bottom to top, the power of ice and fire exploded with a powerful impact on the wraith spirit.

Not waiting for the grieving spirit to react, the Abe Temple that jumped to the highest point chopped left and right with two swords, and then took advantage of the momentum to slash down vertically.

Self-created skill, secret sword, elegy of the mountain bear.

This set of six swords in the air is a powerful move learned by Abe Temple on the top of the snow-capped mountains in Hokkaido, which is extremely spiritual.

Even though he was as strong as him, he was a little bit breathless after landing.

After the fight just now, his clothes became tattered, half of his shoulders were exposed, and his bundled hair floated away. He was like a ronin warrior in the Meiji era.

After hitting this trick, the huge conglomerate spirit body in the sky showed deep bone scars, half of the body was frozen and half burned with flames, and the appearance was extremely miserable.

But even so, this resentful spirit showed no sign of dissipating, but screamed loudly at Abe Temple, while emitting a strong resentment.

The roar seemed to penetrate the soul, and even if it was possessed by the spiritual power of Abe Temple, it couldn't move the whole body for a while.

There was a burst of warmth from the sun wheel of the long sword in his hand, slowly driving away the coldness from his body.

When he regained his mobility, the congregating wraith spirit had already leaped towards the side of the park.

"not good……"

Ordinary resentful spirits move within a fixed range, and they will never die if they are hurt.

But this resentful spirit actually retained the survival instinct of fish, and even if it knew how to hide grievances, it would even run away.

Abe Temple stepped with a sword and chased after the resentful spirit.

The congregating wraith spirits are like dehydrated fish, constantly leaping in the low air, and they have the advantage that the spirit body can ignore physical obstacles.

I saw the congregation of resentful spirits strode on the "comfort monument" in the middle of the park, leaping high, and instantly approaching the edge of the park.

Seeing that the target was about to step onto the side road and escape from the park, Abe Temple was a little anxious.

If it is allowed to escape and hide in another place, I don't know how many people will be killed and become its puppets.

Ignoring so much, he jumped up directly, stepping on a few big trees in succession, quickly traversing the dense forest in front of him in the air, and fell to the green belt beside the road.

Just as he narrowed the distance with the resentful spirit with this jump, the movement of the resentful spirit in front of him made his heart feel cold.

The group of resentful spirits that originally looked extremely embarrassed and had fled to the middle of the road, turned their heads with a treacherous smile, and opened a huge mouth toward Abe Temple.

"It's hit."

The people of Abe Temple had nowhere to borrow in the air, so they could only hold the double swords in front of them, and wanted to take advantage of the momentum to chop off the giant fish.

The two rows of jagged needles and the painful human face constantly emerging from the inner wall of his mouth were constantly enlarged in his eyes.

"Boom... boom boom boom..."

The exhaust sound of a locomotive pulled a long tail closer and closer.

In the mid-air Abe Temple, there was only time to move his eyes in the direction of the sound.

I saw a black motorcycle coming from a distance at a speed of more than 120km per hour.

The rider on the locomotive wore tight clothes and an extremely exaggerated ghost face helmet.

At night in Tokyo, there are often such tyrants galloping on uninhabited remote roads.

"Not good... if ordinary people are involved..."

The Abe Temple in the sky just came up with this idea, clenched the two knives in his hands, and was ready to fight for injuries and resentful spirits.

The rider didn't seem to see the Abe Temple leaping above the green belt at all.

I saw that heavy locomotive maintained a very high speed and plunged into the mouth of the grieving resentful spirit that was opening its huge mouth.

Then, in the incredible eyes of Abe Temple, the huge resentful spirit glowed with a holy white light and turned into an anglerfish that can be seen everywhere in the vegetable market.

The anglerfish kept flapping the fins on both sides of the body on the road, and finally got it close together on the abdomen, and then turned into white light spots and dissipated.

"To...become a Buddha?"

This is Abe Temple, the first time in my life I have seen "becoming a Buddha".

But he recognized it at a glance.

There is no other way of removing spirits that can purify the resentful spirits composed of resentment so thoroughly, and at the same time restore it to the most beautiful form in life, and become the purest spirit body.

This is the most noble relief for a miserable being who has become a resentful spirit.

Not to mention that animal spirits cannot communicate with each other, so it is extremely difficult to reassure them, not to mention the fact that they are supposed to become Buddhas.

Due to overwhelming surprise, Abe Temple, which was severely chopped down with two knives, slashed on the roadside with one knife, cutting out two cracks.

The huge counter-shock force made him feel his internal organs shaking, and he couldn't stand up on his knees for a while.

However, he didn't care about other things, his eyes always looked straight at the anglerfish jumping on the ground, the expression on his face seemed to be a pilgrimage.

About three hundred meters away, the rider seemed to feel something pressed, slowed down slightly and looked back, confirming that there was no abnormality on the road, and the heavy locomotive speeded up again.

Hearing the sound of the engine, Abeji remembered something.

"Thank your Excellency for your help...Puff...and dare to ask your Excellency who is it."

He held a knife on the ground, looked at the back of the rider who was going away, and ignoring the blood pouring out of his chest, he asked with great difficulty in the green belt.

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