I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"These... are the victims who died in that video recently!!"

Looking at the resentful spirits crawling on the ground, Mochizuki Ayano's voice trembled unconsciously.

With the ability to never forget, she immediately matched the appearance of these resentful spirits with the victims in the case file.

"Kengo, attack when they pass the TV screen!"

Hearing Shimotoichiro's instructions, Yamada Kengo took out a black pet collar from the suitcase beside him and tied it around his neck.

Complaint, [Human Face Dog Collar].

This grievance, because he used it a lot, his body gradually developed a good tolerance for the speed, strength, hearing, smell and the subsequent "canineization", so he usually named the ninth lesson. Used by him.

Wearing a collar and incarnation of "Dark Kengo", he held a newly created lightning peach wood sword and blocked it directly in front of the TV.

At this time, the first resentful spirit had already squeezed half of its head out of the screen.

The resentful spirits will naturally no longer follow the "Minor Crimes Law" and line up in order to climb out.

The crevices around the TV screen are already rushing to fill up with faces, bodies, hands and feet.

These unidentified wraith spirits, with a huge black aura, are tightly entwined together, like squeezing toothpaste out of the TV.

"Eat I am big..."

Yamada Kengo shot quickly, and the Taomu sword with the afterimage continued to penetrate the indescribable weakness of the wraith spirits, and bursts of thunder broke out in his body with the frenzied agitation.

Compared with a month ago, his movements are sharper and his swordsmanship is more precise.

Being blocked by him, the grieving spirits started to dissipate as soon as they got out of the TV.

Occasionally, a resentful spirit stretches out his hand to get close to him, and will be burned to the ground by the talisman paper covered in his clothes.

With the imposing manner of being a husband, and strangling the resentful spirits in front of the TV, Kengo Yamada gradually showed a twisted smile on his face.

Since defeating the wraith spirit in the Sejing large toilet, and having been baptized by various wraith spirits including the "Sewer Bursher", he has gradually fallen in love with the feeling of using a wooden sword to kill the wraith spirit.

However, the resentful spirits in that TV came out more and more quickly, making him gradually unable to do what he wanted.

"Kengo, step back, I want to activate the soul-binding formation."

As Tokimoto Ichiro finished his hands and meditated the formula silently, the talisman paper pasted in the courtyard wall went out of nowhere, and a breath of awe-inspiring burst out, covering the entire courtyard.

Those resentful spirits that landed from the TV suddenly moved more slowly, and the resentment in the whole body was consumed quickly as if being burned by flames.

Coupled with the continuous spreading of the Buddha's light from the upper and rear, the resentful spirits were suppressed on the ground and could not move, they could only scream and disperse.

Occasionally, there are resentful spirits who can continue to move forward, and Yamada Kengo will be inserted under the sword.

Seeing this scene, Mochizuki Ayano looked loose.

This weirdness similar to [Sadako Yamamura] seems to be just a weird way of spreading, resulting in a very strong lethality. When encountering a powerful spirit remover, it seems a little insufficient.

At this moment, everyone discovered that there were no more resentful spirits pouring out of the TV.

Those resentful spirits just lowered their bodies quietly, kneeling in front of the dry well.

With the sound of a faint iron rubbing against the ground, one, two, three, four white slender arms slowly stretched out from the dry well in the screen...

A woman with beautiful hair and white clothes fluttering like a waterfall, under the admiration of the resentful spirits, unhurriedly propped up her body from the mouth of the well.

"It turns out that this is Sadako's ontology..."

Seeing the weird woman with two faces under her long hair and her arms and legs stretched out, Mochizuki Ayano only felt her back numb.

Yes, the woman in white clothes on these two sides, arms and legs, was inexplicably severely injured in the murder house that day, and almost returned to the Danu God Realm, Zhen Coconut.

He was "seriously injured" that day. With the instinct engraved in this body, he suddenly got into the DVD screen and escaped, opening the door to a new world.

In this temporary body, it seems that there are quite strong "artificial manufacturing" rules integrated, but it does not prevent him from acknowledging the strength of this body.

Anyone who has watched that particular video and was contaminated with a curse cannot escape his stalking and eventually become a sacrifice to the ancient gods.

And the people who are killed will also be controlled by some cursing power in him, and become the resentful spirit spreading the curse.

Relying on the "curse" and video as a moving springboard, the coconut has a very strange and rapid way of moving.

In these days, he harvested a lot of lives, not only controlled hundreds of resentful spirits, but also restored two thick hairs.

This reminded him of the days when the Celtics invaded Rome and reaped their lives wantonly.

Today, he was attracted by the video tape closely related to his origin.

This time the "sacrifices" seemed to have had two shots, which consumed a lot of his men.

So, he decided to take action personally after a long absence.

The chaste coconut in the TV does not seem to come out.

"... Those who disrespect the ancient gods will eventually be reduced to ashes under war and death..."

He just stood at the mouth of the well, across the screen, exposing his big dark eyes between the crevices of his long hair, and he raised his head slightly towards Takeshi Iwata who triggered the curse of the videotape.

Just because I looked at you more in the crowd...

"not good……"

Looking at the big eyes that are far beyond the size of ordinary people and have no white eyes, Iwata instantly felt a heart infarction.

A black resentment exploded around several monks.

"puff……"

The monks all spouted a mouthful of blood forward, spraying all of them on the back of the head sitting directly in front of the propaganda, staining the back of the head with a glowing red color.

The golden bell that Buddha had turned into was also shaken by the resentment.

The long hair of Zhen Coconut generally gushes out from the TV, and attacks everyone present.

"Old God? Be careful...this is not ordinary weird!!"

Hearing the other party claiming to be an ancient god, Shimoto Ichiro tied his hands with the aquarium seal, madly driving the soul-binding formation, resisting the long black hair that kept pouring out of the TV screen.

Ancient gods are gods that have disappeared from the civilization of human history and have lost their roots of faith.

This is obviously just a weird born in a national horror movie, how can you call yourself an ancient god?

But with a casual look, the strength of almost dispelling the Buddha's light from the Sangha is actually stronger than the original ghost and god Ping general.

Taking this opportunity, Mochizuki Ayano and Yamada Kengo also shot one after another, constantly driving Hitomi Shu and Mahogany Sword to wipe out the influx of long hair.

That thick, endless hair, even more outrageous than the shampoo advertisement, spread out overwhelmingly.

Those large numbers of resentful spirits also followed closely behind.

The weird long hair and oozing resentful spirits rushed out of the TV like an endless stream of an army symbolizing war and death.

"No, think of a way to retreat first..."

Tokimoto Ichiro flew out a few talisman papers and drove away the long hair around him, and when he looked back, he showed a wry smile.

"...It seems that it's too late."

At this point in time, the endless long hair has wrapped the big bell condensed by the Buddha's light so that it is airtight, and can only hear the chanting sound that is strenuously supported inside.

And Mochizuki Ayano and Yamada Kengo, as the long hair spread by the resentment, they were almost overwhelmed by the hair...

Suddenly, the overwhelming black hair, like black tide coming and retreating quickly, quickly retreated toward the TV.

The "Mountain Village Sadako" on the screen led the resentful spirits, like a social animal who clocked in on time to get off work, jumping towards the dry well of the screen without nostalgia...

Immediately, the snowflakes flashed on the TV screen, turned into a horizontal line and dissipated.

The TV turned off in an instant, as if it had never been turned on, and stood quietly on the ancient well.

Only in the courtyard, the rest of their lives, looking at each other.

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