The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 332: The Bizarre Adventures of Shichijo Masato (5)

"It's on?! How is that possible?" Nanajo Masato couldn't believe his eyes. He felt a chill all over his body and got goose bumps. He quickly looked to the side of the TV. The plug was still on the table, not connected to any socket or extension strip.

In other words, this TV is currently still in a power-off state!
The candles in the room went out when the TV came on. Nanajo Masato looked at Qian Xiaoyi beside him and wanted to ask him what he had done, but after seeing Qian Xiaoyi's pale and changeable face under the light of the TV, Nanajo Masato swallowed his saliva and couldn't ask aloud.

On the TV screen, the broadcast image was moving up and down in circles. As Inuyama Heita fiddled with the antenna, the image slowly began to stabilize.

"Tattatattatattatattatatta..." A strange host stood in the picture, staring outside, constantly making monotonous sounds from his mouth. The sound was like the sound of lips colliding up and down, weird and irritating.

Nanajo Masato could even feel the sound approaching, as if there was someone making the same sound beside him, but he didn't dare turn his head. All these surreal scenes made his brain shut down, and fear began to slowly creep into his mind...

Just then, a hand rested on his shoulder: "Welcome to our world, how does it feel?"

The pressure suddenly disappeared, and Nanajo Masato gasped for air like a drowning man who came into contact with fresh air. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at Qian Xiaoyi, and subconsciously said in English: "What the hell is this..."

He finally straightened up, took a deep breath, and then confirmed that he was not dreaming, but was in a very sober state. However, the strange pressure was still eroding his skin all the time, like a parasite trying to drill in and then devour him completely.

"You...is this what you want to show me?" asked Nanajo Masato, staring at the TV in front of him.

Qian Xiaoyi chuckled: "We are just getting started now."

Nanajo Masato couldn't help but ask again: "What exactly is the program being broadcast here? What does he seem to be saying? Why can't I understand a word of it?"

Qian Xiaoyi said, "It's bad if you can understand it. It's not something that a living person can understand. If you want to ask what he said, you might as well ask Ajian. Hey, Ajian, translate it for our big customer."

A voice came from the side: "Ah? Translation? That's so troublesome... It's about a person who had a strange dream and was killed in the dream. It's very boring~"

Nanajo Masato then realized that in addition to the three of them, there was another person in his office. It was the fat guy he had seen before. Nanajo Masato pointed at him and said in surprise: "I've seen him!"

"Yo~" Ajian raised his hand lazily and greeted.

Nanajo Masato suddenly reached out and grabbed Ajian's wrist. He wanted to confirm whether the person in front of him was a real person who was playing a prank or something else.

But the moment he grabbed the other person, Ah Jian started yelling, "Ah~ It's so hot! Don't touch me, you're not a pretty girl!"

As a ghost, Ken couldn't stand being touched by a living person. He turned into a ball of twisted mist, broke free from Shichijo Masato, and got into Inuyama Heita's pocket.

Nanajo Masato stared at that direction intently, and said in disbelief: "Is it really... a ghost?"

His long-held worldview began to shatter, a huge panic swept over him, and the previous world seemed unreal.

"What do you think? Do you still think I was lying to you?" Qian Xiaoyi said.

Nanajo Masato was in doubt, but now that the facts were before him, he could only choose to believe. "I... I don't know..." Nanajo Masato said, "This is different from what I was taught, this is not scientific... I need more evidence, show me more."

Qian Xiaoyi said, "I see. This means that you are ready to visit the darkness inside the WTV building, right?"

Although Nanajo Masato was still full of doubts at this time, he was no longer frightened. Instead, after thinking carefully, he said firmly: "I want to go and take a look."

"Understood." Qian Xiaoyi snapped his fingers, stood up, and faced the TV that was still playing the supernatural program that day, and said, "Next, it's time to witness a miracle."

He held a talisman in his hand, muttered a mantra, and then slapped it towards the TV.

Bang! The talisman was stuck heavily on the TV, and then, Shichijo Masato saw a shocking scene.

——The TV actually began to grow hair. The two antennas on it gradually softened and deformed until they turned into a pair of furry ears. At the same time, the whole room began to vibrate, as if there was an earthquake. From the darkness, a messy TV screen gradually lit up, flickering with noise.

A big-bellied raccoon cat replaced the original TV, with a talisman stuck on its head, looking at them in horror.

"My office! And there's... a raccoon cat?!" Nanajo Masato asked in confusion: "Is this... also a ghost?"

Qian Xiaoyi said: "No, it's a monster."

"Monsters? Are you kidding me!" Shichijo Masato shouted, and an even more absurd feeling filled his heart. At first, ghosts and the like were fine, but now even monsters have appeared? Then are you going to tell me that aliens, superpowers, and urban legends all exist?
Regardless of Qi Tiao Zhengren's painful expression, Qian Xiaoyi did the same thing as last time and tied a circle of ink line around the civet cat's tail. He then took off the talisman and muttered, "Run, little guy, take us to that place..."

As soon as the talisman was taken off, the fat raccoon kicked its legs, turned into a shadow, and drilled into a TV screen on the wall.

"Go out! Follow them!" Qian Xiaoyi shouted to Nanajo Masato and Inuyama Heita with a compass in his hand.

"What?" Nanajo Masato didn't understand, but he still followed Qian Xiaoyi and the others out of the room, and then he was shocked by the scene outside.

"What is this! Why is it like this outside?" Nanajo Masato stared at the scene outside with wide eyes.

Originally, the area outside should have been the office area for company employees, but now the desks were no longer filled with computers, but with televisions of various designs, and the figure of a raccoon cat flashed by from time to time.

The corridors and walls were also distorted, with television screens everywhere, and strange scenes vaguely visible among the snow and noise.

Qian Xiaoyi held up the compass and said, "Follow me, don't get lost. If you don't want to be found in a strange place the next morning, follow me closely."

Before Shichijo Masato had time to digest the information in Qian Xiaoyi's words, he was forced to run after them.

(End of this chapter)