I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"These... are all victims of that video that died recently!!"

Looking at those wraiths crawling on the ground, Mochizuki Ayano's voice trembled unconsciously.

With the ability of photographic memory, she immediately matched the appearance of these wraiths with the victims in the case file.

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

Hearing Ichiro Tokimoto's order, Kengo Yamada took out a pair of black pet collars from the suitcase beside him and strangled them around his neck.

Resentment, [Human Face Dog Collar].

Due to his frequent use of this object, his body has gradually developed a good tolerance to the sudden acquisition of speed, strength, hearing, smell and the ensuing "dog-likeness", so the ninth lesson is usually named used by him.

Putting on a collar and incarnating as "Dark Kengo", he held a newly-made Lightning Strike Mahogany Sword and blocked it directly in front of the TV.

At this time, the first wraith had squeezed half of its head out of the screen.

Naturally, the wraiths would no longer follow the "Minor Crimes Law" and crawl out in a neat line.

The gaps around the TV screen have already been crowded with faces, bodies, hands and feet.

These unknown number of vengeful spirits, carrying a huge black aura, are closely intertwined, gushing out of the TV like squeezing toothpaste.

"Eat me big..."

Yamada Kengo shot quickly, and the Taomu sword continued to insert into the indescribable weaknesses of the wraiths with afterimages, and bursts of thunder burst out in their bodies with the crazy stirring.

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

Being blocked by him like this, the first few wraiths started to dissipate as soon as they got out of the TV.

Occasionally, when a resentful spirit reached out to approach him, he would be burned to the ground by the talisman papers plastered inside his clothes.

With the aura of being one man in charge and ten thousand men in charge, jamming in front of the TV and strangling the resentful spirits, Kengo Yamada gradually showed a distorted smile on his face.

Since defeating the wraith in the Shijing toilet, and having been baptized by various wraiths including the "sewer blaster", he has gradually fallen in love with the feeling of killing wraiths with a wooden sword.

However, the grievances in that TV set spewed out faster and faster, gradually making him unable to do what he wanted.

"Kengo, step back a bit, I'm going to activate the soul-binding array."

As Ichiro Tokimoto made seals with his hands and recited the mantra silently, the talisman paper pasted on the courtyard wall would move without wind, and a mighty aura erupted, covering the entire courtyard.

The resentful spirits who landed from the TV suddenly became slower, and the resentment in their bodies was consumed as quickly as if they were being burned by flames.

Cooperating with the ever-spreading Buddha's light from the upper and rear, those resentful spirits were suppressed on the ground and could only wail and disperse.

Occasionally, there are resentful spirits who can continue to move forward, but they will also be stabbed by Kengo Yamada.

Seeing this scene, Mochizuki Ayano looked relaxed.

This weirdness similar to [Sadako Yamamura] seems to be just a strange way of spreading, resulting in a strong lethality. It seems a bit unsatisfactory to face a powerful spirit remover.

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

Those resentful spirits just quietly lowered their bodies and knelt down to the dry well.

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

A woman with waterfall-like hair and fluttering white clothes propped up her body from the mouth of the well under the prostration of all the vengeful spirits.

"It turns out that this is the real body of Sadako..."

Seeing the strange woman with two faces and outstretched arms and legs under the long hair, Ayano Mochizuki felt a numbness in her back.

Yes, these four-faced, four-legged women in white clothes were none other than Zhen Coconut, who was inexplicably seriously injured in the haunted house that day and almost returned to the Danu God Realm.

After being "severely injured" that day, relying on the instinct engraved in this body, he suddenly drilled into that DVD screen and escaped, and opened the door to a new world.

This temporary body seemed to incorporate quite strong "man-made" rules, but it did not prevent him from acknowledging the power of this body.

Anyone who watched that particular video and was infected with the curse could not escape his tracking, and eventually became a sacrifice of the ancient god.

And the person who was killed will also be controlled by a certain curse power in him, and become a wraith who spreads the curse.

Relying on the "curse" and the video as a moving springboard, Zhen coconut has a rather weird and fast way of moving.

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

This reminded him of the days when the Celts invaded Rome and drank blood wantonly.

And today, He was attracted by that video tape which is closely related to His origin.

The "sacrifices" this time seemed to be a little tricky and consumed a lot of his men.

So, he decided to do it himself after a long absence.

The chastity coconut in the TV seems to have no intention of coming out.

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

He just stood at the mouth of the well, across the screen, revealing his big dark eyes between the gaps in his long hair, looking up at Takeshi Iwata, who triggered the curse on the video tape, and raised his head slightly coquettishly.

Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd...

"not good……"

Looking at those big eyes that were far larger than ordinary people and had no whites, Takeshi Iwata felt a sudden heart attack.

A puff of black resentment exploded around several monks.

"puff……"

All the monks spewed a mouthful of blood forward, all sprayed on the back of Hongfa sitting in front of him, staining the back of his head glowing red.

The golden bell transformed by the Buddha's light was also shaken to pieces by the resentment.

Zhen coconut's long hair poured out of the TV as if overwhelming, and attacked everyone present.

"Ancient God? Be careful... this is no ordinary weirdness!!"

Hearing that the other party claimed to be an ancient god, Tokimoto Ichiro formed a treasure gourd seal with both hands, and frantically drove the soul-binding formation to resist the long black hair that kept pouring out of the TV screen.

The ancient gods are the gods who came from the civilization that disappeared in the long river of human history and lost the root of belief.

This is obviously just a weirdness born in a national horror movie, how could he call himself an ancient god?

But just looking at it casually, the strength that almost shattered the Buddha's light of the monk group seemed to be stronger than the ghost god Ping Jiangmen back then.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mochizuki Ayano and Yamada Kengo also shot one after another, constantly driving the pupil technique and the mahogany sword to eliminate the incoming long hair.

The thick, endless hair, even more outrageous than the shampoo commercials, spread out all over the place.

Those huge numbers of vengeful spirits also followed closely behind.

The weird long hair and permeating grievances, like an army symbolizing war and death, rushed out of the TV like an endless tide.

"Not good, first think of a way to retreat..."

Tokimoto Ichiro flew out several talisman papers, brushed away the overwhelming long hair around him, looked back, and showed a wry smile.

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

In this short period of time, the endless long hair has already wrapped the big bell condensed with Buddha's light airtightly, and only the sound of chanting scriptures struggling to support inside can be heard.

And Mochizuki Ayano and Yamada Kengo were also spread by the long hair transformed by the resentment, and they were about to be overwhelmed by the hair...

Suddenly, the overwhelming black hair, like a black tide that came and retreated quickly, quickly retreated towards the TV.

On the screen, "Sadako Yamamura" led the resentful spirits, like social animals who clocked in and got off work on time, and jumped towards the dry well on the screen without attachment...

Immediately, snowflakes flashed on the TV screen, turning into a horizontal line and dissipating.

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

Only the people in the courtyard, who survived the catastrophe, looked at each other in blank dismay.