The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 265: Halloween Carnival Night (10)

"Go back to the well and stay there."

In the alley, a frog man was trying hard to stuff Sadako back into the TV. After breaking an illusion, he wiped his sweat and informed others of the location of the token.

"It's been a great harvest." Qian Xiaoyi rummaged through his bag and looked at the two [Devil] Tarot cards lying quietly inside, and smiled proudly. In just an hour, he found several more bearers of the tokens. He got one himself and notified his companions that they had gotten several. If this momentum continues, most of the money in the prize pool will go to them at the end of the event.

He checked the time on his phone and said to himself, "It's almost ten o'clock... The third round is about to begin. At the moment, it seems that I can hold on. This so-called restricted area for exorcists seems to be just so-so~"

Qian Xiaoyi walked out of the alley, looked up in the direction of the advertising screen across the street, and waited quietly.

After a while, Anna appeared on the screen on time. She said, "Half of the time has passed. I wonder how many tokens everyone has found?"

"Get ready. I will reveal the next destiny you will pursue."

She turned over another tarot card, and the image of an old man in a cloak appeared on the big screen.

"Now, we have faced death and restrained our desires, but why have we become more lonely and out of tune with the world? The lonely hermit lives on the foggy island, waiting for you to find him..."

"Hermit? What does this mean?" After the short film was over, Qian Xiaoyi stroked his chin and thought: "The first two are very obvious images, and can be used to infer the types of ghosts. This one is a bit confusing. Forget it, anyway, as long as we can see those illusions, it means that there is a token nearby."

Just as Qian Xiaoyi was thinking according to the rules of the game, a wisp of fog suddenly rose on the busy street of Shibuya. When Qian Xiaoyi noticed it, the fog had begun to turn from thin to thick. The visibility around gradually began to decrease, and finally became extremely thick. Even people five meters away could not be seen. One could only see all kinds of strange shadows wriggling behind the fog.

But the strange thing was that, except Qian Xiaoyi, the pedestrians on the road did not notice the strange phenomenon. They walked around in the fog unaffected, talking and laughing, which made Qian Xiaoyi feel quite strange.

"Fuck, this damn place..." Qian Xiaoyi wanted to slap his former self twice. What he said was true. Obviously, because he had stayed here for too long, under the influence of the chaotic atmosphere, even his sense of direction and vision began to be affected. Everything became blurry.
This fog is the embodiment of his perception being reduced to its limit.

From then on, all the shadows in the thick fog gave Qian Xiaoyi a feeling of extreme danger, making him break out in a cold sweat. Qian Xiaoyi quickly called Inuyama Heita, in order to find the location of the token faster, as they were not in the same area.

As soon as the call was connected, a cry for help came from the other end: "Brother Yi! Help! I'm being chased by Triangle Head! Triangle Head!!!"

Hearing the intermittent sounds coming from the other side, I knew that guy was running wildly.

Qian Xiaoyi asked, "Where are you? Tell me your location."

The person on the other end shouted, "I don't know. There's thick fog all around. I can't see clearly. I don't know where I'm at."

"Can you temporarily shut down your inspiration?" Qian Xiaoyi asked.

"No." Inuyama Heita replied: "It's like entering a ghost town now. I can't block my inspiration. Miss Shizuka can't help me either. She has saved me several times."

Qian Xiaoyi took a deep breath. The idea of ​​a psychic's restricted area was not wrong. The aura here would gradually erode the psychic's senses, confuse their inspiration, and make them face real illusions. However, since they were not in the ghost realm, they could not do anything about these illusions, because those things existed only in the eyes of the psychic. "Anna... willing to take the bait, right?" Qian Xiaoyi was a little annoyed. "It's like boiling a frog in warm water. With the bonus as bait, they keep letting us get closer to the location of those tokens. The longer we stay, the more our perception will be damaged. Then it will be like an ordinary person entering the ghost realm, with no resistance and unable to escape. So, I hate this kind of charlatan the most."

"Brother Yi! Help! Is there any other way?" Inuyama Heita shouted in panic on the other end of the phone: "Neither the Eight Diagrams Seal nor Miss Shizuka is of any use! What is the weakness of the Triangle Head? I don't know!"

Monsters like Pyramid Head have no weaknesses and are invincible in the game. They are a symbol of the protagonist's inner self-punishment and self-destruction, and there is no countermeasure at all.

Qian Xiaoyi said: "There is another way, Ping Tailang, listen to me and take off your clothes!"

"Eh?" Inuyama Heita was stunned: "Take off...take off your clothes?!"

"Or you can just beat up any passerby around here!" Qian Xiaoyi shouted, "You can choose whether to beat up innocent people or take off your clothes! This is the best way for you to escape from here safely! By the way, you don't need to take off your hood and underwear."

"Brother Yi, you are kidding!" Inuyama Heita asked, "Why do you have to take off your clothes or beat others?"

He caught a glimpse of the tall triangular head in front of him, which had emerged from the thick fog. The momentum made it impossible for him to resist, and he could only find another direction to escape.

"No kidding! Hurry up!" Qian Xiaoyi said, "The longer you stay here, the more dangerous it will be! Trust me."

"I understand. I'll just take them off!" Inuyama Heita didn't want to beat anyone for no reason, and he also believed that Qian Xiaoyi would not joke with him at this time. So he gritted his teeth and took off his clothes while escaping from the Pyramid Head's pursuit, leaving only a pumpkin mask and a pair of boxer briefs.

"Wow~~~This guy is so fierce."

"There's something perverted!"

"Ohhhh, that's really unrestrained."

A half-naked man with a pumpkin head appeared on the street. Tourists around him laughed and took out their mobile phones to start taking pictures, but before long, a whistle sounded.

Beep~~~~
Several policemen immediately came out from the corner and shouted, "Behave yourself, you bastard!"

As one of the few people in Shibuya who didn't wear strange clothes, Inuyama Heita understood Qian Xiaoyi's intention the moment he saw them, so he burst into tears and said, "Mr. Police, please take me away from here!"

After Inuyama Heita was taken away by the police, Qian Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief. Although this was a bit vulgar, it was the best way. Now Shibuya was full of people dressed as ghosts. In the eyes of these psychics, they would all be twisted into real monsters. Only by attracting the attention of the police could they take Inuyama Heita away.

"Then, the next thing is our business." Qian Xiaoyi sneered, "Do you think I will admit defeat, Miss Anna?"

(End of this chapter)