I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Tsk, what kind of bastard, a monk with hair, a newly promoted spirit remover... This Araki Sosuke is basically a true disciple of the Buddha secretly cultivated by Kawasaki Daishiji Temple, a monster even more perverted than Fujiwara Takumi. The one who closed the gate of hell The respected black Buddha, it turns out that he has been hiding in his body all along!"

Having figured everything out, Kotomine Jiro's expression on the front of the car returned to its original tranquility: "Why, it's nothing more than a black Buddha Dharma body, and it makes all ghosts so scared that they silence?"

Looking at the "Hundred Ghosts Picture Scroll" that remained silent at his feet, he couldn't help showing a contemptuous smile: "It seems that the so-called awareness of everyone's so-called 'returning to the world, and resolving grievances with Gao Tianyuan' is nothing more than that..."

"No, Mr. Yanfeng doesn't know something. This millennium contract is inseparable from those bald donkeys full of pimples... We keep saying "stop fighting for the blessing of all living beings". Who knows the torment of death? ! 』

"Our generation made a blood oath and sacrificed the flesh and blood of countless people to create today's quantity of containers and break through the seal of the Millennium Agreement in one fell swoop... No matter whether Gao Tianyuan or Buddha is standing in front of us, the heinous grievances and grievances of the past will be owed in blood today." blood! 』

"That's right, we have long been unable to retreat...Hyakki Night Festival, we must speed up the progress!" Don't wait any longer, hand over all the 'sacrifices'! 』

"That's right, no matter whether that kid is a Dharma body or a Buddha incarnation, he has three heads and six arms but only one person... As long as our plan is implemented smoothly, even if Amaterasu comes in person, he will be powerless!" 』

It seems that the words of Kotomine Jiro ignited the anger that had accumulated in his chest for a hundred years, and the whispers of anger once again erupted from "Hyakki Picture Scroll".

"Hey, this is the Hundred Ghosts I know!"

Kotomine Jiro raised his hands expressionlessly, and the surrounding tornado brought the bloody "sacrifices" in the carriage and smashed them on the surface of the scroll with blood at a more violent speed, blooming bloody flowers: " The train to hell has left the station, and there is no turning back!"

"When... until... when..."

At the same time, in the rear compartment that had been quiet for a long time, the cry of "Yijin Zhentian" came out again.

But compared with the harsh screams full of death before, it seemed so pale and feeble.

"boom!"

A gap suddenly opened on the top of that carriage, and Jin Zhentian's face, sharp claws, feathers, bone wings and other fragmentary limbs gushed out of it like a fountain...

"Wait... until... when...?"

Amidst the man's hoarse questioning voice, a soaring figure wrapped its wings and soared into the sky!

Higashino Kohei, holding the blood-colored Azure Dragon Saber and covered in wood grains, waving a pair of huge bone wings surging with black energy on his back, stood suspended in the tunnel.

"...It's today!"

His pair of pure black eyes stared straight at Kotomine Jiro at the front of the car.

"Oh? Even Yizu Zhentian is not an opponent... Wait, this pair of 'Death Wings' is not Yizu Zhentian's..."

Shocked by the strong murderous intent in the opponent's eyes, Kotomine Jiro subconsciously raised his hand to control the wind, wanting to tear this annoying "follower" into pieces...

"hiss!"

However, he found that his ears were suddenly filled with the roar of wild beasts, and the world in front of him was also distorted, and he couldn't move for a while.

"This is the evil eye of the bull ghost..."

A warm current came from the "Hyakki Picture Scroll" under his feet, which made Kotomine Jiro relax from that weird state.

"The thousand-year-old bark of the human face tree, the fierce eyes of the bull ghost, the death wings of Yijin Zhentian... this freak, he is plundering the blood and power of the 'Hundred Ghosts'!"

"Hey! Such an interesting prey, it is my night walk!"

A bearded giant one-eyed ghost riding a headless horse sprang out from one of the carriages, turned into an afterimage and passed by Higashino Kohei...

Higashino Xinghei, who was floating in mid-air, had no time to react, and the big head on his neck directly shot up into the sky!

"Wait, how can such a good product be allowed to be monopolized by you alone?!"

Then, a huge human figure formed by a large cloud of dust poured out from another carriage, wrapping his head that hadn't landed...

"That kid is not simple, he seems to be some kind of vampire from the Southern Man. However, with Ye Xing and the Dust Tomb Monster King joining forces, and with no blood to suck, he is doomed... Leave him alone, the sacrifice will continue! 』

Seeing Higashino Kohei's headless body retreating rapidly and disappearing into the dark tunnel, the uneasiness in Kotomine Jiro's heart did not dissipate.

This kid who appeared out of nowhere seemed to be a ghost who came back from hell to seek his own life. No matter how many times he was thrown off, he would chase after him endlessly.

"There's this lingering boy hanging behind his butt, and there's that freak Araki Sousuke on top..."

He raised his hand and gathered a horizontal tornado, wrapping the entire black train in it.

"To be on the safe side, let's take a short detour."

Following his words, the locomotive under his feet suddenly shook his head and slammed into the side tunnel wall as if committing suicide...

Under the impact of the tornado like a drill bit, the soil on the tunnel wall flew, and a huge cave was dug out in an instant.

The black train went off the track directly, like a black earthworm drilling a hole, followed by the tornado and disappeared into this "freshly baked" giant tunnel.

A dense array of black shadows quietly poured out from the carriage and scattered away.

...

Taito Ward, Ueno Subway Station.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The second after Ming Chuqi quietly disappeared, a black locomotive kept drifting sideways and passed the intersection under the ramp of the subway station. With a violent exhaust sound, it broke into the sight of a certain "parade" .

"Ghost Mian-jun, are you sure you don't need to take back these six thick and long things on your back? 』

"I don't know why, but when I want to take it back, I always feel full like I just finished eating wagyu beef buffet, so let them get some air outside." 』

"By the way, the surveillance inside the subway lost track of the black train again. But judging from the historical trajectory, that thing should be traveling along the Yamanote Line inside the 'Tai Chi Yin Yang Formation'...』

"It doesn't matter, my intuition tells me that chasing the red kappa will definitely pay off. 』

On the locomotive, Sousuke Araki, with six black arms covering the sky behind his back and communicating with the "Director" on the other end of the channel, also immediately noticed the large group of "people" on the slope ahead.

"Hey, the group of guys parading in ancient costumes in front, looks like... a fox? 』

A long distance away, the faces of foxes in front of the team that seemed to be smiling but not smiling appeared in his sight clearly.

"The girl in the second row is wearing something like... Bai Wugou? 』

Through the built-in camera of the helmet, Hou Hailudou saw the very conspicuous woman in white cotton hat among the group of "fox-faced men" at a glance.