The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 270 Chapter 15 Halloween Carnival Night ()

In the dark space, Qian Xiaoyi half-knelt on the ground, holding a spell in one hand and using the other hand to point at the scissors talisman placed on the ground with all his strength, as if suppressing some powerful force. The scissors on the ground were like a spring at this time, constantly oozing out endless black waves.

The dark, wriggling hair flooded the entire ghost realm like a wave, isolating Qian Xiaoyi from other ghosts in urban legends.

Amid the constantly flowing hair, a pair of resentful eyes were hidden in this "spring", staring at Qian Xiaoyi, as if they couldn't wait to get out and kill him.

"It's no use looking at me." Qian Xiaoyi's arms trembled, suppressing the power to break free, and said to those eyes: "I just borrow your power, there is no way I can let you out, don't even think about it."

All he did now was to tear a small hole in the seal, attracting the power of the Slit Woman from all directions and creating a safe zone for himself.

"Fortunately, these things are not the real bodies, they are just projections that appeared in Shibuya." Qian Xiaoyi looked up at the other urban legends floating in the black ocean, feeling fortunate that these things could only exert their greatest power in their own territory. Otherwise, he would not dare to stay here and fight them head-on.

You know, although the slit-mouthed woman is the most widely circulated urban legend, the Hanako in the toilet is not much less popular. She is another big name in urban legend ghosts. When Qian Xiaoyi saw this scary little girl in white and red skirt, he was really scared and almost ran away until he realized that he was not in the toilet.

"Then, let's make a little more effort. I'll flush you away like flushing a toilet. Go back to where you came from!" Qian Xiaoyi took a deep breath, and the black waves immediately submerged everything like a tsunami.

At this time, in the suburbs of Tokyo, in a temple called "Ruriin Myoko-ji", the abbot of the temple, Ruriin Hiroaki, suddenly woke up from his sleep. He looked out the window anxiously. The temple was now peaceful. Logically speaking, he maintained a strict daily schedule for his practice, and it was almost impossible for him to wake up at this time.

Liuliyuan seemed to have thought of something. He stood up and walked out of the temple. As he walked into the temple, he finally determined what happened. On the altar in front of the Buddha statue, there was a square glass cover with a plate on it. In the plate was a long black hair.

At this moment, in Liuliyuan's eyes, the long hair exuded an ominous black aura, and kept twisting in the plate, like a disgusting worm.

"The slit-mouthed woman..." Liuliyuan clenched his fists. This strand of hair was left by his father. It was said to be the hair of the slit-mouthed woman, a very powerful cursed object. His father placed it here before he died, hoping to suppress it with the power of Buddha.

Whenever this strand of hair begins to move, it means that the Slit-Mouth Woman has once again demonstrated her powerful strength, but this situation rarely occurs, and has only happened a few times in the past eighteen years.

"Is this the second time this year?" Liuliyuan recalled the commotion a few months ago. In comparison, the commotion this time did not seem so strong.

Liuliyuan observed the direction in which the strand of hair was twisting. It seemed as if it was attracted by something. He couldn't help but look in that direction, and then he understood something:

"It's in the direction of Shibuya. Today is October 31st. Could it be that... a psychic accidentally entered there and happened to attract several urban legends together, causing them to conflict with each other?"

He did not consider the possibility of a conflict between the psychic and the slit-mouthed woman. After all, in Tokyo, everyone knew that Shibuya on Halloween was a forbidden zone for psychics. There, the power of the exorcist would be suppressed by the chaotic aura, and he would not be able to exert his own strength at all.

"What an unlucky guy." Liuliyuan shook his head. After discovering the appearance of the slit-mouthed woman, he wanted to go out to check the situation, but now it seems unnecessary. He thought that it was nothing more than a novice psychic who stayed in Shibuya for too long without any guidance, attracting the attention of those things. Even a senior exorcist like him did not dare to stay in such a place for too long. Moreover, even if he rushed over to save him, it would be too late. He was not sure that he could find the person in a short time and then save him from the hands of the slit-mouthed woman. He could only blame the guy for his bad luck. He went to Shibuya once and encountered a big prize.

And who would be so stupid? Even an ordinary psychic would subconsciously leave Shibuya if he felt uncomfortable, and would not join in the fun. How could he stay there by force?
After a while, the hair of the woman with the slit mouth really calmed down. After making sure that it was no longer moving, Liuliyuan sighed and left the temple, intending to go to sleep and forget about it. Now was not a good time, he needed to continue practicing until he was sure to destroy that thing.

——This thought lasted until a week later, when he accidentally saw a program on TV, but that’s another story.

At 0: that evening, the treasure hunt in Shibuya officially ended. Most of the treasure hunters who did not find any keepsakes went home directly while there was still the last train, while a small number stayed and continued to have fun in bars and nightclubs.

As the crowds left, the streets of Shibuya were now full of garbage and in a mess.

The lucky ones who received the tokens all gathered at the event location set up by the "Supernatural Fantasy Night" program team, handed in the tokens, and participated in the filming of the program.

When Qian Xiaoyi arrived there with the token, many people noticed him. After all, it was rare to see someone coming here to hand in a token followed by a filming crew.

"Wait! I think I recognize that guy's face. Isn't he the psychic detective in Horror Night GO?"

"Now that you've mentioned it... it seems like it is indeed him. Does that mean the people behind him are the production crew of Horror Night GO?"

"This is going to be interesting. These two families are sworn enemies."

Many people at the scene recognized Qian Xiaoyi's identity, especially the staff of "A Night of Supernatural Fantasy". They looked very strange, and for a moment they couldn't figure out whether this guy was here to ruin the show, and whether they should declare his qualifications invalid?

Finally, the staff who received the order from above registered Qian Xiaoyi's information, but of course did not let the host interview this guy, because he had collected too many tokens by himself, three [Death] tokens, two [Devil] tokens, and two [Hermit] tokens.

Although there is no grand prize of the "Tower" token, this number is already the highest among all event participants, and the final prize can reach 75 yen. Others can only have one or two tokens, and the second place with the most collections only has three.

As for the winner of the final grand prize [Tower] Tarot card, one of them is an acquaintance of Qian Xiaoyi.

——Suzuki.

(End of this chapter)