The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 370 Shadow of Truth (17)

Within the illumination range of the lantern, Inuyama Heita saw a dark entrance at the end of the road, and inside the entrance, a ghost fire was burning faintly.

"Found it!" Inuyama Heita was very excited. He recognized that will-o'-the-wisp. It was a talisman left by Brother O when he took Shichijo Masato to the ghost realm last time.

"Heitaro, your mission this time is to find that place." Before the battle began, Qian Xiaoyi had already assigned tasks to everyone. He instructed: "Only three of us have been to that place and left traces. We can use magic to trace back, but Nanajo and I have other things to do, so this mission can only be handed over to you."

Recalling Qian Xiaoyi's words, Inuyama Heita breathed a sigh of relief. At least he did not hold the team back. You know, in their team, except for him, everyone else is a veteran who has been in the industry for a long time. He is the only newcomer, which makes him a little nervous.

The lantern in his hand went out, then turned into a point of light and dissipated. The effect of the Tarot card [Hermit] also lost its effectiveness after finding the target.

Without the effect of the lantern, Inuyama Heita regained his normal vision and hearing, and immediately heard the sounds of fighting around him.

He looked back and saw Xingchang Rang standing behind him, controlling the black mud in his body to block the enemy's seemingly endless attacks.

"Mr. Hoshiba!" Inuyama Heita shouted.

While killing people everywhere, Xingchang asked, "Are you finally back to your senses? So this is the place you're looking for?"

Inuyama Heita pointed to the wall behind him and said, "Yes, it's behind this wall!"

"Got it, get out of the way!" Xingba gathered the black mud into a sledgehammer, and then hammered it hard at the wall marked by Inuyama Heita.

Bang! The ground around it shook, but that wall seemed intact.

"Tsk... the structure of this magic circle is too solid." Xingchang Rang said, "If Mr. Qian hadn't confirmed that there was a loophole in this magic circle, I wouldn't have wasted my energy here... I have to concentrate on destroying the wall here. This time it's your turn to protect me. You are Mr. Qian's assistant, so you should be able to do it, right?"

Inuyama Heita raised his fists a little nervously, took a stance, and said, "I will try my best!"

"Then I'll leave it to you." Xingba transformed the black mud into a huge cone-shaped drill and shouted, "Destroy this wall, Huojinshen!"

The huge drill bit spun at high speed and stabbed the wall. Then the nightmare of lazy sleepers - the rumbling construction noise immediately sounded, so loud that Inuyama Heita wanted to cover his ears.

But now is not the time. Those living souls are still rushing towards them one after another. Inuyama Heita can only take a deep breath and face them head-on.

"Ms. Jingxia, please cover me." Inuyama Heita said.

The sound of a utility knife being unsheathed could be heard clearly even amid the noise of construction.

Instantly, tiny wounds appeared on the bodies of the souls who dared to approach Inuyama Heita. These wounds were filled with black aura, which made them feel unspeakable pain. Their movements slowed down. Inuyama Heita took this opportunity to punch the souls who rushed over. "These enemies are not undead." Inuyama Heita thought silently, "The means to deal with the ghosts are not so effective, but it is very simple to deal with them. All you need to do is make them feel pain and then wake them up from their sleep."

So he hit one of the living souls on the chin with a heavy uppercut, and the next second, the living soul suddenly disappeared like a soap bubble.

"Ah!" Someone hundreds of kilometers away woke up from the sofa. He looked at the rustling TV in front of him and touched his chin, still in shock. He seemed to have been beaten by someone in his dream just now, and his chin still hurt a little.

"It works!" Inuyama Heita was very excited: "We just need to change their perception of pain! Even in a dream, we can make them feel pain."

So Inuyama Heita killed one living soul with one punch, and all the enemies hit by him disappeared immediately. It was even more effective than the black mud attack used by Hoshiba.

Seeing this, Xingchang Rang exclaimed: "Very good, you are worthy of being Mr. Qian's assistant~, then I can rest assured to do the construction."

He retracted all his tentacles and merged them into the huge drill. The noise became louder and louder, but it also showed initial results. A crack soon appeared in the wall and was still expanding.

Inuyama Heita did not disappoint Xingba Rang's expectations and protected his construction diligently and responsibly. Although there were many besieging enemies and two fists could not beat four hands, once those living souls approached, they would have many wounds on their bodies, causing them unbearable pain and fear. Even if a few lucky living souls approached from the blind spot, they would be bounced away by a mysterious force as soon as they approached Inuyama Heita.

On Inuyama Heita's belt, an amulet with the words "All evils retreat" was emitting a faint light.

"The amulet given by Mr. Madoka of Iwama Shrine is very powerful. I can do it." Inuyama Heita looked down at the amulet and finally put his heart at ease. Even though the enemies seemed numerous and scary, he could do it!
After about a few minutes, Inuyama Heita's hands were a little tired, and his boxing movements began to slow down. The construction sounds behind him stopped, and he finally heard the heavenly music of Hoshiba Rang.

"It's open." Xingchang said, "It's time for a change. Come in quickly. I'll be guarding here."

The black tentacles joined the battlefield again, greatly reducing the pressure on Inuyama Heita. He turned around and saw that there was a gap on the original wall that was big enough for one person to drill through. He bypassed Xingchang and without saying a word, he drilled into the darkness of the gap, leaving Xingchang alone to guard the entrance.

Xingchang looked at the audience seats below the stage. Most of the seats that were previously full were now empty. He then revealed a sinister smile: "How many have I killed... Hundreds, or thousands? Haha, it doesn't matter. Come on, all of you. I told you, I'm going to kill you all!"

As they spoke, the tentacles transformed into various sharp weapons again, beheading the souls that had already begun to feel terrified. They were no longer so desperate to die, and after their numbers decreased, they finally showed signs of wanting to escape.

At this time, in the gap behind the star field, Inuyama Heita passed through the long passage and finally came to the place he saw through the hermit's lantern. Here, a will-o'-the-wisp was floating in the air, quietly waiting for him.

Around the will-o'-the-wisp, countless shabby dolls emerged in the darkness, maintaining various painful postures.

Inuyama Heita is back again, the dumping ground for puppets.

(End of this chapter)