The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 333: The Bizarre Adventures of Shichijo Masato (6)

"So there is actually such a place in our company?" Nanajo Masato looked at the various strange TVs randomly placed along the corridor and asked puzzledly: "What on earth is this place? Is it the so-called different space or some other weird place?"

Qian Xiaoyi followed the raccoon cat and said without looking back: "If you want, you can call this place Huangquan Biliangzaka, the gap between life and death in the legend, or use a term that you are more familiar with, Lingboyu."

"The Shallow Prison..." Nanajo Masato frowned and said, "The border of hell? In other words, if something happens here, there is a high possibility that you will really die?"

Qian Xiaoyi said: "You understand very quickly, that's true, but as long as you stay with me, don't be afraid, I am a professional in this area."

"I understand." Nanajo Masato no longer hesitated. In this dangerous situation, he decided to trust Qian Xiaoyi, a professional.

But after walking for a while, he asked again: "I can see that this seems to be some kind of strange reflection of the WTV building. The TV is the embodiment of this reflection. Is this kind of place very common? Are there relative spaces like this in other places? It's like a reflection of the real world?"

Qian Xiaoyi was a little surprised. He didn't expect this guy to adjust so quickly and try to figure out the logic. Should he be considered an elite who went abroad to study at a prestigious university with excellent grades? At least from this point of view, he didn't rely entirely on the help of his family to pass the exam.

"No, this place is special." Qian Xiaoyi said, "Don't think this place is like cabbage that can be found everywhere, not to mention the monsters in this building. In this day and age, monsters are extremely rare."

Nanajo Masato pondered, "But why did these things appear in this building? What caused them?"

"This is what we need to find out." Qian Xiaoyi sneered, "It is still unclear why those monsters appeared, and their purpose is unclear, but one thing is certain, that is, all of this is man-made, someone shaped this area."

"Is it actually man-made?" Nanajo Masato widened his eyes. The more they talked, the more confused he became.

"Brother Yi, we're at the end. It's just ahead." Inuyama Heita said, pointing to the darkness at the end of the road.

Qian Xiaoyi said to Qijiu Zhengren: "Okay, let's stop chatting. We are about to enter the real inner world of the building. Be prepared. Once inside, you must obey all my instructions. Otherwise, if your reckless actions cause any unexpected situation, then maybe even I can't save you."

"I understand." Nanajo Masato swallowed, feeling a little uneasy.

He followed Qian Xiaoyi and Inuyama Heita and rushed straight into the darkness.

The next second, the burning studio and the busy civet cats appeared in front of Qian Xiaoyi again.

Even though I've seen it once before, seeing this scene now still makes me feel funny and weird.

The moment he came in, Qian Xiaoyi murmured in a low voice: "Lu Cun."

He stepped on the Gang Step and drew a semicircle with his toes in front of everyone. The air in front of the three people began to distort and then disappeared, as if a transparent barrier had appeared. Thanks to this barrier, the busy civet cats did not discover them like they did the first time.

"So many raccoon cats..." Nanajo Masato felt a little uncomfortable seeing so many raccoon cats running around like humans. Then, he saw the intact stage area in the studio. Several expressionless people were on the stage, doing all kinds of strange movements. Some were walking backwards on all fours, and some were squatting in the corner and shivering. The audience below the stage clapped with the backs of their hands as if they had seen some wonderful performance.

Faced with this scene, a shudder spread throughout Nanajo Masato's body. His first reaction when he saw the audience and performers was, "These guys are all undead!" Nanajo Masato whispered, "So so many people died in the WTV building? This is too sensational, isn't it? Why have I never heard of it?"

Qian Xiaoyi did not explain to him that those were not dead souls but living souls, as that would be a waste of time. He just hooked his fingers, and a stretched ink line suddenly appeared in his hand. Qian Xiaoyi pulled it lightly, and the ink line was quickly retracted. Then, a civet cat tied up with ropes was dragged over from a distance and delivered to Qian Xiaoyi's hands.

"Okay, stop talking." Qian Xiaoyi held the thing and said to Qijiao Zhengren, "Put it on."

"Dai...what do you mean?" Nanajo Masato looked at the fat raccoon cat with its eyes rolling around, and asked in confusion: "Did you say something wrong? Do you want me to carry it?"

"No, just put it on." Qian Xiaoyi said, "Just like putting on a hat, let the raccoon cat ride on your neck."

"What a joke!" Shichijo Masato said angrily, "Why don't you wear it, but let me do it instead?"

Qian Xiaoyi shrugged: "Because we can all do this, but you can't."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shichijo Masato saw Qian Xiaoyi and Inuyama Heita looking at each other, and then both of them became transparent and disappeared, leaving only the raccoon cat lifted in the air to prove that Qian Xiaoyi was standing there.

"Invisible?" Nanajo Masato said, "Can't you let me become invisible too?"

Qian Xiaoyi and Inuyama Heita revealed themselves. Qian Xiaoyi said, "Yes, but it takes a lot of effort. If something unexpected happens, I may not be able to take care of you, so wearing this raccoon cat is the best cover. Besides, Heitaro and I are not employees of WTV, and although you have been excluded, you are still a member of WTV in theory, so it is very suitable for you to use the scent of the raccoon cat as a disguise."

"..." Nanajo Masato looked at the furry raccoon and felt sick. That thing looked a bit like a raccoon. Where he studied abroad, raccoons were like big rats. They rummaged through garbage every day, making people feel very dirty. So he disliked the raccoon in front of him.

"That's what we just said." Qian Xiaoyi said, "You have to listen to me here. Otherwise, if you get into danger, don't say I didn't protect you."

"Oh... I know. How should I wear it? Won't it fall off?" Nanajo Masato could only hold back his nausea, lifted the raccoon cat with both hands, and put it on the back of his neck.

Qian Xiaoyi just moved his fingers slightly, and the ink line on the civet cat surged rapidly, as if controlling a puppet, allowing the civet cat to hug the seven upright men's heads tightly and put its chin on the top of the seven upright men's heads, just like a real hat, except that its little eyes were still rolling around, looking cunning.

And what was strange was that Nanajo Masato didn't feel any heaviness on his head. Instead, it felt light and there was no hindrance to his movements.

Qian Xiaoyi explained, "In the legend, the raccoon cat is a monster that is good at changing its shape. Now that I am controlling it, you can just treat it as a real hat. Now, walk out of here and test the effect. Don't worry, if there is any accident, I will pull you back immediately."

"..." Nanajo Masato sighed. To be honest, he was not very good at these idealistic things, but there was no other way. Now he could only do as Qian Xiaoyi said. Judging from the other party's series of operations, this guy was a true expert, not a charlatan.

He took a deep breath, stepped out of the semicircular barrier drawn by Qian Xiaoyi, and walked outside.

My throat hurts...

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