The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 317 The Child I Pushed (6)

After the unfortunate guy was torn into pieces, his expression froze and his limbs were scattered all over the ground, but there was no bloody scene. It was just like the limbs of a plastic model scattered all over the ground.

Soon, a raccoon cat ran over, picked up the debris, and left happily.

Qian Xiaoyi shook his head. It seemed that some unlucky guy had lost his soul and his cognition was disordered. He would probably be seriously injured for a while and easily frightened.

Inuyama Heita, who witnessed all this, couldn't help but whispered: "This place is too weird."

Qian Xiaoyi said: "While their attention is focused on that place, let's go and have a look somewhere else. This ghost area should be bigger than what we see."

They sneaked to the corner, and those living souls who disguised themselves as "dead people" staggered back to their seats, stared at the stage motionlessly, and began to clap with the backs of their hands.

"Let me see..." Qian Xiaoyi took out the compass, determined the direction, then moved his legs two steps in a mysterious posture, and then stepped forward. His feet stepped on something, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a black ink line.

"Found it! Our TV." Qian Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, he squatted down and picked up the thread, then hooked his finger, and the ink line immediately straightened up, connecting to an unknown place deep in the studio. Qian Xiaoyi smiled and said, "Sure enough, there are other places in this ghost domain. Let's lower our breath and go over there."

"Yes." Inuyama Heita took a deep breath and began to adjust his cognition. He used the cold breath emitted by the purple talisman in his arms to try his best to merge himself with the breath of the ghost realm, and then his body gradually became transparent.

Qian Xiaoyi said: "Very good, let's go."

Two translucent figures followed the ink line and walked towards the backstage. Behind the stage, there was an exit. The fluorescent sign "Emergency Exit" above the door frame was very conspicuous, and the ink line was connected to the opposite side of the door.

The two opened the door and walked in, only to find that behind the exit of the studio was another studio.

However, compared to the studio of the variety show just now, this studio has a completely different setting. The traces of fire and the brand new stage are still clearly distinguished. The civet cats are still busy walking around and filming, but this time the stage is not filled with a host with his back to the audience, but a group of puppets wearing beautiful clothes.

Their faces were painted with bright makeup and they maintained bright smiles, but their expressions were motionless and looked fake no matter how you looked at them, just like paper figures used in sacrifices.

Above the stage, countless strings were tied to the joints of the puppets, allowing them to make various movements, as if they were dancing. Next to the stage, a strange square raccoon cat kept shouting to the audience:

"Money! Hand over the money!"

It was extremely noisy, like a raccoon speaker that never stopped.

However, there were no audience members in the auditorium. Instead, there were wallets of various shapes lying quietly on the seats. Countless golden powders floated out of the wallets and flew to the top of the stage, to the end of the puppet strings. However, they could only see darkness on the stage, with nothing on it.

"These clothes...are they for an idol?" Inuyama Heita saw one of the puppets on the stage. The clothes she was wearing looked very familiar, so he blurted out, "Is that Kiki?"

Hearing this, Ken popped out of Inuyama Heita's pocket. After seeing this, he angrily said, "What did these guys do to Qiqi? Did they use some vicious spell? Was it a curse or some kind of magic?"

"No, they didn't do anything." Qian Xiaoyi stared at the stage and said, "Qiqi is just a part of this ghostland. Their actions in reality form a projection and are reflected in this ghostland. Their role is to act as puppets, empty the fans' wallets and make profits for the company. If the previous studio can be said to be for collecting souls, then this one is only for collecting money."

Money is also a very powerful cognitive concept. Qian Xiaoyi, who possesses a powerful magical weapon like the Money Sword, knows this very well. The scene before him makes him even more uneasy. Ah Jian gritted his teeth and said, "It shouldn't be like this. An idol should be a profession that can inspire people and bring them hope! It's definitely not such a cold thing!"

Qian Xiaoyi said solemnly, "This place is really... eye-opening. This is definitely not a ghostland that was formed accidentally due to real factors, but was carefully designed by people, just like the place where the ghosts live! They not only make profits in reality, but also do not miss this opportunity in the ghostland. I guessed right, this TV station has a big problem... Let's go inside and take a look."

The ink line in his hand was far from the end, so they sneaked through the studio and came to the next room.

The next room was very familiar to Qian Xiaoyi and Inuyama Heita. This was the place where they had watched many episodes of "Kwaidan Forecast". However, "Kwaidan Forecast" was not being filmed here, but another program was being broadcast.

A fat civet cat in a suit and tie sat behind the table, chirping meticulously, as if...

"It's reporting the news." Qian Xiaoyi glanced at it and said, "It keeps spreading false and biased information, misleading people, and leading to this kind of place... There are rooms in the back."

They continued walking and finally found the fat civet cat in the next room.

"Take it." Qian Xiaoyi hooked his finger, and the fat civet cat was tied up and brought to Qian Xiaoyi. Qian Xiaoyi smiled and said, "Do you really think you can run away?"

The fat civet cat stared at him with its cunning eyes, not knowing what it was thinking.

He picked up the civet cat in his hand, and then he discovered that some of the civet cats dressed as various ghosts were scaring some souls who had strayed into this place. They couldn't tell that the ghosts in front of them were actually civet cats in disguise, and they kept screaming in fear.

"'Horror Night GO'..." Qian Xiaoyi pinched his brows and said, "Is this even included here?"

"Brother Yi, there's something over there." Ah Jian looked in one direction and said nervously, "I can feel a strong pressure over there. Do you want to go take a look?"

Qian Xiaoyi and the others looked over there, but saw nothing but an ordinary wall.

"If there is something, let's go and take a look. Heitaro, go ahead. You know what to do, right?" Qian Xiaoyi said. He took out the talisman and became alert.

"Yes." Inuyama Heita stretched out his hands, formed the Eight Diagrams Seal, and said softly to the wall, "Open!"

A door appeared within the range of the Bagua Seal. Qian Xiaoyi threw the raccoon cat to Inuyama Heita, and holding the talisman in his hand, he cautiously opened the door. Then, he saw...

——In the darkness, a super huge fat civet cat was sleeping soundly!

Suddenly, its nose twitched, and it turned over, facing Qian Xiaoyi and the others, and was about to open its eyes.

"Run!" Qian Xiaoyi said.

The two men turned and ran away.

(End of this chapter)