I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Huangkuu stared blankly at his hand, only to notice that the resentment around him was slowly converging towards this thing.

The cold soul fire in the pair of eye holes suddenly ignited with anger.

How dare this thing snatch resentment under his nose? !

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

As the vibration became more intense, a black and white figure, like a ferocious beast escaped from its cage, tore apart the outer layer of oilcloth, and roared out from inside.

The figure was extremely fast, dragging the afterimage and running down from Huangkukuu's hands, moving flexibly along his huge body and among the bones.

The huge desolate skeleton, like a gorilla riddled with fleas, could only turn its head dully, trying to see clearly what was happening in front of it.

"This is……"

Looking at the scene in front of her, Mochizuki Ayano covered her mouth in surprise.

With Mochizuki Ayano's dynamic vision, it is natural to be able to see clearly that the black and white figure that is "jumping repeatedly" along several ribs of the wild skull, flexible like a beast, is impressively...

"...that guy's motorcycle?"

This is impressively, a retro-looking locomotive.

Yamaha XJR4000.

With a photographic memory, she naturally remembered that the owner of this locomotive was a delinquent young man suspected of being the reincarnation of an eminent monk.

I vaguely heard, what kind of warrior did that guy call this car?

"Boom boom boom..."

Just as she was recalling the memories in her mind, the black and white locomotive jumped down from the raised arm of the wild skull, and completed the "full body oil SPA" for the other party amidst the roaring exhaust sound of a beast, crushing a stick between the other's legs. The thick and long bones fell steadily to the ground.

After landing, the black and white locomotive suddenly stopped behind Huangkukuku, standing still.

"Kach...Kach..."

In the middle of the silent parking lot, there was the sound of bones breaking apart.

In the reflection of Mochizuki Ayano's golden pupils, the huge desolate skeleton who was majestic just a second ago and claimed to turn himself into one of its bones...

It actually kept the previous movement, like a stack of tall building blocks that was accidentally drawn by mistake, it collapsed suddenly.

The strong and huge bones were vulnerable to the high-speed rotating tires of this locomotive.

Broken bones fell like rain and piled up into a hill.

"...Warring States...Samurai..."

Looking at the little locomotive standing still behind the bone mountain, Mochizuki Ayano seemed to have seen the sword drawing technique in the Warring States Period, passing by the opponent, killing the opponent with one blow, and then gracefully retracting the sword, saying something like "You have already A samurai with a line like "dead".

This instantly reminded her of the name of this classic locomotive.

"By the way... a locomotive can also become a Fusangshen?"

Fu Sangshen refers to the existence of souls that have been left alone for hundreds of years to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, accumulate resentment, or feel Buddha nature and spiritual power.

Those that can be turned into fusangshen are usually objects with a relatively simple structure.

Composed of hundreds of parts and complex structures, modern transportation tools are turned into fusangshen...

Even the well-informed Mochizuki Ayano has never heard of it.

Also, someone's driver's license was revoked just over a month ago.

During this period, was this locomotive so lonely that he signed up for the "Fu Sangshen Crash Course", so it spanned the hundreds of years needed to condense resentment?

"Pfft...boom boom boom..."

The dust settled, and as the roar sounded again, the black and white figures of warriors from the Warring States Period quickly rushed out of the apartment door.

"etc……"

Before Mochizuki Ayano could say a word, the locomotive had disappeared from her sight.

There was only a heart-shaped tail gas left in the air, which made her dumbfounded.

Not caring about the leaving locomotive anymore, Mochizuki Ayano loaded the gun in her hand with a serious face.

"Boom...boom..."

With two abnormal noises, the gate of hell in the sky has been completely opened by those two desolate skeletons.

Countless black shadows gushed out of the door like a fountain, and scattered away under the night.

"Oops……"

A giant leg covered in mud and curly hair suddenly appeared on the ceiling of the apartment and stomped hard on Ayano Mochizuki.

Mochizuki Ayano jumped out of the window nimbly, hanging her body on the window sill, only to avoid the fatal kick.

She had no time to pay attention to the strange situation in front of her, but her eyes were always fixed on the figure that kept pouring out of the gate of hell.

"...If these ghosts in hell are allowed to escape into the human world, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Amitabha……"

Accompanied by the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures, a golden Buddha's light rose into the sky in front of the Zangqian apartment, covering the entire apartment and the sky above it, and the subsequent black shadows that emerged from the gate of hell were immediately stopped.

"Mochizuki Benefactor, that is the 'Ashisai Mansion', we need to get rid of the mud on its legs first."

Ashishishidi is a legendary huge hairy leg that suddenly appeared when the ceiling was broken.

If the people in the room wash their feet for it according to its request, the giant legs will retract to the ceiling.

However, if it is not completely eradicated, the ghost will still entangle the owner, and will continue to appear on the second and third days until it dies.

"Promoting Dharma Host!"

Mochizuki Ayano looked back, and she immediately beamed with joy.

In the package of Buddha's light, it is impressive that Kawasaki Daishiji presided over the promotion of Dharma, and dozens of monks.

"According to the will of Kukai presider, all those who have achieved Buddhist teachings in the Kawasaki Daishi Temple will enter the world to eliminate their spirits, and they will rest until they die..."

"Entering the world to get rid of spirits, and resting until death..."

"Entering the world to get rid of spirits, and resting until death..."

As the monks chanted sutras in unison, the wraiths and ghosts of various shapes and shapes that fell continuously into the high wall built by the Buddha's light were immediately pressed to the ground by invisible forces, and gradually dissipated amidst painful wailing.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is one step late after all..."

Looking at the several black shadows that broke through the Buddha's light and disappeared into the night sky one after another, Hongfa frowned.

Those who can break through the Buddha's light and leave are all powerful ghosts.

But in front of him, the seemingly endless grievances gushed out from the gate of hell, leaving the monks with no time to care about them.

What they can do is to stop everything in front of them and give their trust to the spirit removers who are still coming from the periphery.

...

"Is there anyone nearby? This is the temporary evacuation team of the Taito District Police Station. Please follow our instructions to evacuate immediately..."

In the dark neighborhood full of grievances, several men wearing green fluorescent belts and riding bicycles were running and shouting in the dead streets, holding thick, long, huge, green fluorescent sticks for disaster prevention. .

"If anyone is trapped, please call us for help immediately..."

They were dressed in different clothes, some were wearing spirit detective combat uniforms and spirit detective goggles, and some were just wearing ordinary firefighting uniforms or police uniforms.

From time to time, when they heard a cry for help or there were people alone on the street, these men would step forward to help, take out one of the fluorescent sticks on their bodies and hand it to the other party, and point out the correct direction of escape.

The men who broke into the area of ​​resentment were the temporary search and rescue team composed of the Ninth Section detectives headed by Takeshi Iwata, the Metropolitan Police Department, the Fire Department, the Ministry of Defense, and the Self-Defense Forces. Search and rescue the remaining civilians.

The agents of the ninth class carried out Mochizuki Ayano's will with practical actions and their own lives.

Survive with your life and do everything within your ability.

On different fronts, fight together to the end.