The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 72 Urban Legend Part 5 ()

Sato recognized the voice. It was the liar hired by Kawasaki! Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a "whoosh" sound from behind him. A strange mist with the smell of smoke and incense enveloped him. Then, he felt a hand grabbing his collar from behind. The hand pulled him hard and threw him backwards.

"You're in the way, get out of here!"

Sato was thrown out of the smoke by the hand and fell on his buttocks. When he looked up in that direction, he did not see the figure of the slit-mouthed woman and the man, but only saw a puff of smoke dissipating in the air with the breeze. Turning his head, he saw lights on the tall buildings in the distance and the sound of cars whizzing by not far away. He came out of that place, and everything was so normal, as if what had just happened was just his imagination.

But on the ground beside him, a lonely box of hairspray reminded him that what had just happened was not his illusion.

"It's that guy! That liar... No, it's Teacher Qian! And the slit-mouthed woman, they're all real! They're all real!" Sato picked up the hairspray in panic and ran towards the gathering place with trembling legs.

In the ghost domain, as the smoke dissipated, Qian Xiaoyi's figure appeared. He threw away the cigarette with only the butt left, crushed it with his foot, then looked at the slit-mouthed woman holding a pair of scissors. He looked at her curiously and muttered, "She doesn't look that powerful. Who are you trying to scare with a pair of scissors?" He was right. Apart from the bloody wound on her face, the slit-mouthed woman looked like an ordinary woman holding a pair of scissors.

The slit-mouthed woman tilted her head and looked at him, and asked, "Am I beautiful like this?"

"Wait a moment." Qian Xiaoyi was looking for something in his bag and did not answer.

The slit-mouthed woman took a step forward with a pair of scissors in hand, and stretched her blood-dripping face in front of Qian Xiaoyi, and asked with her bloody mouth wide open: "I am in this state, and still..."

Squeak~~~~~~
The moment the slit-mouthed woman stretched her neck, Qian Xiaoyi had already taken out the spray hairspray and sprayed it all over her face.

Swish! A flash of cold light flashed by, and Qian Xiaoyi took a few steps back, frowning as he looked at the broken spray can in his hand, muttering to himself: "This thing is useless... Is it the wrong model? Judging from the year in the legend, this guy should be afraid of the old-fashioned hairspray with a stinky smell?"

The face of the woman with the slit mouth became hideous. She no longer asked herself whether she was beautiful or not. Instead, she rushed towards Qian Xiaoyi with a pair of scissors in her hand without saying a word. At first, her movements were like those of a human being, but when she started running, her movements were full of incoordination, like a creature that looked like a human but was not a human at all, trying hard to learn how to walk like a human.

"Forget it, let's try something else." Qian Xiaoyi threw away the half-empty spray can in his hand, took out a yellow talisman from his bag, made a finger gesture with both hands, stepped on the magic circle with both feet, and chanted: "Mighty Yang Yang, the sun rises in the east, I command this talisman to sweep across the eight wastelands and kill all the unknown... Taishang Laojun, hurry up and give the order!"

After reciting the spell, the talisman suddenly ignited. Qian Xiaoyi blew gently at the flame on the talisman, and a fierce fire suddenly appeared. The exploding flames rushed towards the slit-mouthed woman who was nearby.

The slit-mouthed woman did not dodge or evade, but opened her big mouth, and smelly black blood gushed out, blending with the flames and actually overwhelming the flames. If Qian Xiaoyi had not anticipated and dodged to the side, he would have been sprayed with the black blood.

"Tsk, the fire is still so small..." Qian Xiaoyi frowned, took out another talisman, muttered a spell, and swung it casually. The talisman turned into a sword flashing with cold light. Qian Xiaoyi shouted, "Hurry up and obey the order." He stepped on the Gangbu step and chopped the sword at the head of the woman with the slit mouth.

With a clang, the Slit-Mouth Woman simply raised the scissors to hold the sword, and with a strong snip, the sword was cut into two pieces, turning into two halves of yellow talismans that floated down.

"The ghost-slaying talisman doesn't work." Qian Xiaoyi had no desire to fight, and then took out another talisman, crumpled it into a ball, and shot out a flash of light from the palm of his hand, which only made the opponent stiff for a moment. The slit-mouthed woman recovered in the next second and rushed towards Qian Xiaoyi.

"Alas... the thunder talisman doesn't work either, its effect is the same as a flashlight. It seems other talismans are useless against it." Qian Xiaoyi thought helplessly in his heart: "We are playing away from home, the emperor is far away, and our ancestors can't take care of this place at all. Traditional talismans are okay to fight those weak ghosts here, but they are useless for urban legends of the level of the Slit-Mouthed Woman... Tsk, is that the only method I can use?" He reached into his bag.

"Become like me!" The slit-mouthed woman raised her lips. She had already pushed Qian Xiaoyi into a corner and was poking the scissors dripping with blood in her hand towards Qian Xiaoyi's head.

Just as the scissors were about to pierce Qian Xiaoyi's cheek, Qian Xiaoyi used both hands to push forward. Before she could touch the opponent, the slit-mouthed woman flew out directly as if she was hit by a truck, and hit the wall of the resident's yard heavily. After a few seconds, she slowly got up from the ground, her bones made a "cracking" sound, and looked at Qian Xiaoyi in a weird posture.

Qian Xiaoyi's hands stayed in the air, as if he was pulling something. If you look closely, you will find that he is pulling a pure black cotton thread in his hand, and a straight black line also appears on the clothes of the woman with the slit.

"The ink line determines right and wrong, is a symbol of boundaries, and represents people's understanding of rules." Qian Xiaoyi's mouth curled up slightly, it seems to be effective. This technique originated from Lu Ban's technique. It is said that Lu Ban's technique appeared even earlier than Taoist magic. It existed in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It is a category of Zhuyou. This kind of magic does not rely much on the power of gods spread by religious beliefs. It is purely based on human cognition. In the area where the ancestors cannot control, these techniques are more effective.

"Go to hell!" The woman with the slit mouth didn't care about that. The scissors in her hand became sharper, like a dagger. She rushed towards Qian Xiaoyi with inhuman steps, and her body was so fast that it even left a trail of afterimage.

Qian Xiaoyi also moved at the same time. He loosened his right palm, and the small ink fountain with a string attached fell from his palm to the ground. Qian Xiaoyi stepped on it with his foot. He quickly pulled with his other hand, and the ink line was immediately pulled straight. Then, Qian Xiaoyi quickly squatted down, stretched out his empty right hand to gently hook up the straight ink line, and then flicked it to the ground. A black straight line instantly appeared on the ground.

It happened in a flash. Just as Qian Xiaoyi finished drawing the ink line, the woman with the slit mouth rushed in front of him, wanting to stab him to death with a pair of scissors.

The next second, there was a dull thud, and the slit-mouthed woman seemed to have hit her head on an invisible wall, and was bounced back by her own strength. It seemed that several bones in her body were broken, and the arm holding the scissors was weirdly twisted, which made people feel painful just by looking at it.

"The sky is round and the earth is square, and there are nine laws." Qian Xiaoyi slowly stood up, stood behind the black line and said, "No passage is allowed here."

(End of this chapter)