The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 501: Gambling (10)

While the gambling was in full swing outside, Qian Xiaoyi and Zhang Chunfa had already passed through the suffocating tragic scene and finally arrived at a new place. The cruel sounds disappeared from Zhang Chunfa's ears, which made him breathe a sigh of relief and reduced a lot of mental stress.

"Finally I'm out... I feel like I'm going crazy if I stay here any longer." Zhang Chunfa suddenly found himself back in human form. He moved his hands and feet, wiped his sunglasses, put them on, and asked, "Where is this place?"

The place where they were now was a rather gorgeous-looking corridor with red carpet on the floor and many wooden doors with heart or skull decorations on both sides.

Qian Xiaoyi looked down at the compass and said, "This should be the place where the game room and other areas meet, right? You can open a door and take a look, then you will understand."

Zhang Chunfa didn't understand, so he followed Qian Xiaoyi's advice and opened the door decorated with a heart. Pink light shone out from the gap in the door, followed by a charming smell and seductive and ambiguous sounds.

“……” After a moment of daze, Zhang Chunfa closed the door and roughly understood what was inside.

Qian Xiaoyi asked: "What did you see?"

Zhang Chunfa replied: "A ghost disguised as a bed, its tongue turned into a cowherd as bait, and the cowherd was using a fat woman, coaxing her with sweet words, asking her to hand over all her money and open champagne... Damn, I feel like I'm going to get stye, did you do this on purpose?"

Qian Xiaoyi smiled and said, "You are just unlucky. I thought you could see a beautiful woman transformed by a ghost. What you saw should be a variation of the urban legend "Lady of Bliss". Maybe it can be called "Cowherd of Bliss". Anyway, it is a horror story about an unlucky person who sees a handsome or beautiful person of the opposite sex in a non-existent place, then he will go to that place many times, then slowly lose his vitality and finally die."

"What about the rooms with skeletons?" Zhang Chunfa asked, "They look different from this heart."

Qian Xiaoyi said: "You don't want to go in and see that. It's the name of this legend, [Anesthetic Heaven]."

The so-called anesthetic is the general term for addictive drugs in Japan. Zhang Chunfa could already imagine what the room looked like. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, I get it. I've seen a lot of those scumbags. I really don't want to go in and see them again... Speaking of which, why did I become a human again?"

"Someone has set up a formation here." Qian Xiaoyi said, "The power that should have led to you is blocked here. In addition, this is the junction between several areas, so it is equivalent to the middle area and does not belong to the scope of the game hall."

"I don't understand." Zhang Chunfa said, "Tell me the conclusion."

Qian Xiaoyi said: "The place ahead is where we are going."

Zhang Chunfa looked towards the end of the corridor, where there was a Japanese-style shoji door. The simple style was out of tune with this gorgeous corridor, but it made him feel strangely familiar. He said, "Then let's not waste time and go over there quickly."

He couldn't wait to walk in that direction, and Qian Xiaoyi followed behind him.

The door was getting closer and closer to him. Zhang Chunfa began to get nervous and asked, "What do you think is inside?"

Qian Xiaoyi shook his head: "I don't know, but it's definitely not a good thing. You'd better be prepared."

"Damn, you're making me so nervous." Zhang Chunfa recalled the scenes he had seen before. Qian Xiaoyi didn't react at all then, but now he felt like he was facing a great enemy, which made him pay more attention to what was inside.

The distance was not long. They arrived in front of the shoji door and prepared to open it. Qian Xiaoyi had already taken out the copper coin sword and was ready for battle.

"Do you have any other weapons?" Zhang Chunfa asked, "Give me one, otherwise I won't know what to do." Qian Xiaoyi thought for a moment, then took out a very short wooden sword and a talisman from his bag. The wooden sword looked like a child's toy. Zhang Chunfa couldn't help but ask, "Are you kidding me? It's so short and made of wood, how can you stab someone?"

"Don't be impatient." Qian Xiaoyi made a hand gesture and muttered for a while. Suddenly, the talisman in his hand spontaneously combusted. Then he stuck the talisman on the wooden sword and drew a line from the hilt. Like a magic trick, the pitifully short wooden sword instantly turned into a sharp long sword with a red talisman on the sword, which looked majestic.

"The ghost-slaying talisman and the peach wood sword." Qian Xiaoyi threw the sword to Zhang Chunfa and said, "It should be enough for you."

Zhang Chunfa took the sword with shining eyes and exclaimed: "Wow, the Ghost Slaying Sword? It's so sharp."

As a Hong Kong native who grew up watching movies and watching videotapes, he once dreamed of slaying demons and monsters like the Taoist priests in the movies. Unexpectedly, his dream came true this time, and he even forgot some of the stress caused by the miserable scenes like hell he had seen before.

"Are you ready?" Qian Xiaoyi asked.

Zhang Chunfa imitated the sword dance and nodded.

Qian Xiaoyi held the talisman in his left hand and the copper coin sword in his right hand, and slowly pushed open the door. The two finally saw what was inside.

——A Japanese-style room that looks ordinary but is ridiculously large.

The floor was covered with tatami and there was no decoration in the room, which looked empty. However, on the wall in the middle of the room, there was a calligraphy with the words "Ren Xia" written on it.

Below the copybook, there is a knife rack, and a samurai sword is quietly placed on the knife rack, flashing with cold light.

But what really aroused their vigilance was not the samurai sword, but a person kneeling in front of the sword rack with his back to them.

It should be said that it was a ghost - an evil ghost with two horns on its head, messy hair, and wearing a white suit.

"This dress... is the [Green Ghost]." Zhang Chunfa murmured, holding the sword tighter.

The shoji door behind the two of them closed automatically, like a turtle in a jar, trapping them in this Japanese-style room.

As if he had noticed someone behind him, the blue ghost slowly picked up the samurai sword on the rack and stood up, then slowly turned around, showing his terrifying face with green face and fangs in front of the two people.

Like the Red Ghost, the Blue Ghost did not wear a tie, but casually opened the collar of his floral shirt, looking unruly and uninhibited. The difference was that he did not smile as playfully as the Red Ghost. His expression was at the other extreme, looking very serious and old-fashioned, which made people feel awe.

"So, you are here after all, Zhang?" Qing Gui ignored Qian Xiaoyi's presence. He stared at Zhang Chunfa and asked sternly, "What do you mean by coming here with that sword? Are you going to swing it at me? Answer me, Zhang!"

A drop of cold sweat ran down Zhang Chunfa's face. He did not let go of the sword in his hand, but he did not know how to answer the other party's question. He could only ask: "Is it really you...President?"

(End of this chapter)