The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 75 Urban Legend Part 8 ()

The slit-mouthed woman didn't notice that the taxi had already been driving in a dim tunnel without her noticing. The street lights in the tunnel flashed every few seconds, like shooting stars. Of course, even if she noticed it, she would not have any reaction, because she did not have normal thinking at all. She was just a monster created by her cognition.

"am I pretty?"

After the slit-mouthed woman asked this question, a pair of arms came out of her mouth and stabbed Qian Xiaoyi with a pair of scissors. Qian Xiaoyi just watched silently, as if observing something. At this time, the slit-mouthed woman seemed to finally notice that Qian Xiaoyi's eyes were not on her at all, but staring at the distance behind her, with a blank and unfocused look.

This made the slit-mouthed woman very angry. She asked him countless times if he was beautiful, but he didn't even look at her! So the pair of scissors accelerated suddenly and stabbed towards Qian Xiaoyi's cheek.

Stab!
The scissors pierced Qian Xiaoyi's face easily, but no blood splashed out, and Qian Xiaoyi did not cry out in pain. Even the touch was different, just like cutting paper with scissors. This made the slit-mouthed woman stunned at first, and then she used her two arms to wave the scissors angrily, cutting Qian Xiaoyi's upper body into a pile of shredded paper, revealing the inside of Qian Xiaoyi's body. This thing turned out to be a dummy made of bamboo strips and paper!

Behind the dummy, the real Qian Xiaoyi was sitting on the roof of the car, admiring the performance of the slit-mouthed woman. He looked at the slit-mouthed woman, pointed behind her, and said, "It's coming."

The woman with the slit mouth immediately determined that Qian Xiaoyi was not lying, because she clearly felt a sound of footsteps approaching her from afar. The woman with the slit mouth turned her eyes to the right, and she saw an old woman wearing an old kimono and with disheveled hair passing by the high-speed taxi at an astonishing speed and running towards the front of the tunnel.

The woman with the slit mouth did not feel any threat from the other party. She just felt that she was fooled by Qian Xiaoyi again. She screamed angrily: "Die! Die!" Then she pounced on Qian Xiaoyi on the roof of the car, wanting to tear him into pieces.

At this moment, Qian Xiaoyi hooked his fingers, and a piece of the ink line tied to the slit-mouthed woman immediately separated and tied tightly to the Turbine Grandma who was about to go away.

"Turn around." Qian Xiaoyi said softly.

With a sharp brake sound, the taxi made a beautiful drift turn and threw the woman with the slit mouth out. After completing the turn, the taxi stepped on the accelerator and rushed away in the direction it came from.

But before it could run far, the taxi was stopped by a force. The four wheels were spinning rapidly on the road, rubbing against the ground, emitting bursts of blue smoke and the harsh sound of burning tires, but it could not move forward any further.

Inside the car, Inuyama Heita and Ken stuck their heads out in surprise and looked behind them. Inuyama Heita murmured, "We were actually caught!"

Ah Jian shook his head and sighed: "Tsk tsk tsk... so cruel, but also so cool."

The car stopped after being pulled. Qian Xiaoyi jumped out of the car, patted his butt, and walked towards the woman with the slit mouth. At this time, one end of the ink line on the woman with the slit mouth was connected to the taxi, and the other end was connected to the Turbine Grandma in the distance. Under the wrestling of the two sides, the woman with the slit mouth in the middle was subjected to the greatest force. Her body was tied up by the ink line, so it was half suspended in the air. Her body began to deform due to the pull of the two huge forces. Her coat was almost torn, but under the torn coat was not some beautiful scenery, but a mass of constantly rolling black liquid.

The arms extending from the slit-mouthed woman kept cutting the ink lines on her body with scissors, but they couldn't cut the thin black cotton lines at all, as if they were steel bars, extremely tough. Qian Xiaoyi smiled and said, "The Turbine Granny has been an urban legend since the Edo period, much longer than your legend. My ink lines are connected to her power, plus the ghost taxi and my own cultivation, it's not so easy for you to cut them off."

The clicking sound of scissors continued to be heard. It was the sound of the slit-mouthed woman trying to cut the ink line. At this moment, she was no longer as fierce as before. Instead, she looked a little helpless. She ignored Qian Xiaoyi and just cut the ink line in vain.

At this time, the Slit-Mouthed Woman was pulled a distance by the power of the Turbo Granny, and the taxi was also dragged backwards.

"The news about the Undead Taxi is not spread widely and is not deeply rooted in people's hearts, resulting in an imbalance of power." Upon seeing this, Qian Xiaoyi immediately threw out four talismans from his backpack. He chanted a spell, and after a sentence "Hurry up and obey the order", the four talismans expanded and turned into four strong but very blurry golden-armored warriors. They started pushing the taxi, two in front and two behind, and barely balanced the power on both sides. The taxi was no longer dragged by the power of Turbo Grandma.

"Die! All of you die!" The Slit-Mouthed Woman screamed with resentment. Her body was pulled away from the other two urban legends bit by bit. The sticky black water in her body seemed to have life, constantly trying to stop the process, but it didn't work. The three parties were in a stalemate.

Looking closely, it turns out that the liquid-like substance of the slit-mouthed woman is not black water, but an invisible object composed of tiny words. These words include Chinese characters, hiragana and katakana in Japanese. They are intertwined with each other, constantly rolling, twisting, and tearing, making people feel dizzy when looking at them.

However, Qian Xiaoyi walked straight over and sat down cross-legged where the slit-mouthed woman could not attack him. He made a complicated hand gesture with his hands and muttered something. The talismans in his bag flew out like butterflies in the sky and flew towards the black words inside the slit-mouthed woman's body.

"Die! Die..."

As Qian Xiaoyi did this, the talismans gradually submerged the slit-mouthed woman and surrounded her completely. Then, her voice became smaller and smaller, and more and more vague, until it disappeared.

With a snap, the ink line finally broke, and the running figure of Granny Turbine disappeared at the end of the tunnel. The talismans fluttering like butterflies were constantly bound and compressed at the place where the Slit Woman originally came from, and finally shrunk into a palm-sized thing, which fell from mid-air to the ground, making a slight sound, and remained motionless.

Qian Xiaoyi wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, stood up tiredly, walked to the thing, picked it up and looked at it, then nodded with satisfaction.

What he was holding now was a pair of scissors with talismans wrapped around the handles. The scissors were rusty and the blades were stained with unknown brown stains, which gave people a weird feeling just by looking at them.

Qian Xiaoyi took out an iron box from his bag, carefully placed the scissors inside, closed the lid, and pasted a few talismans on it. He breathed a sigh of relief, put away the talismans, raised a thumbs up in the direction of the taxi, raised his eyebrows, and said tiredly but proudly:
"Ghost Dream, I got it!"

(End of this chapter)