The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 84 Speed ​​of Life and Death (7)

Qian Xiaoyi stood in front of three lit cigarettes, made a complicated hand seal with his hands, lowered his head, closed his eyes and began to mutter to himself.

The murmurs from his mouth echoed in the tunnel, and the echoes kept repeating them back and forth, causing the only living person present, Inuyama Heita, to involuntarily get goose bumps all over his body. He didn't know what Qian Xiaoyi was reciting, but even if he didn't understand, he could feel the chill rising from his heart.

yah~
The light strips in the tunnel made an electric sound and flashed at the same time, which scared Inuyama Heita. Although he knew that it was Qian Xiaoyi who made the noise, it did not stop him from hating this weird atmosphere. Humans are naturally wary of dark and changing environments. Any normal person here will be affected by these changes.

As Qian Xiaoyi's whispers became more and more rapid, the light strips flickered more and more frequently, and the graffiti on the wall seemed to begin to distort. These exaggerated and meaningless words tore apart the warm side of the tunnel, revealing the violent inner nature of the bikers who lived here. Just when the echo of the whispers reached its peak, the light strips went out with a snap, and the tunnel fell into darkness. Only the colorful glow sticks on the ground could be seen, and they were slowly turning into blood-red.

Inuyama Heita didn't dare to speak, and Qian Xiaoyi's voice also stopped. Just a few seconds later, the light strip lit up again, but this time it turned a bleak blue. The originally dreamy tunnel now looked like a devil's cave, and a whistling roar could be heard from a distance from time to time, like the roar of a devil.

"Okay, let's go in." Qian Xiaoyi took out the compass, looked at it, and asked, "Ajian?"

"It's far ahead." Ah Jian pointed to the depths of the tunnel and said, "It's really far away, but I can feel it. I don't know how long it will take to walk there."

Qian Xiaoyi shrugged: "Of course I won't walk there, Heitaro, call and get a taxi."

"Ah? Oh oh!" Inuyama Heita reacted and took out the crumpled taxi business card. This business card was very magical. The phone number on it would only be revealed when looking at it in the ghost realm. Moreover, when looking at it, the mind would be empty. Once the eyes moved away, he would forget what he had seen before, as if he had never seen it in the first place. He had to hold the business card while making a call.

After dialing the number, Inuyama Heita only said, "We need a ride," and then the other end hung up.

After a while, the sound of a car was heard from the other direction, a bright light appeared, and the taxi braked suddenly and stopped beside them. The old-fashioned door opened automatically, and the whole process was smooth and seamless.

"It's so convenient~" Ajian sighed. Just as he was about to get in the car, he was stopped by Qian Xiaoyi.

"Go sit in the front." Qian Xiaoyi said, "It would be very uncomfortable for a living person to sit in the front with the driver. You are the same kind as this driver, so you won't be affected."

"I know." Ajian replied. He even complained that sitting in the back was a bit crowded.

After the three of them got in the car and fastened their seat belts, Qian Xiaoyi said to the driver, "Drive straight ahead."

The driver started the car in silence, accelerated and drove deeper into the tunnel. The light strips and red fluorescent sticks on both sides turned into blue and red streams. The two opposite colors were like two parallel lines, forming the only scenery in the speeding tunnel. This contrasting color made Inuyama Heita feel inexplicably depressed.

"I can feel it!" Ah Jian said, "I can feel the breath of Granny Turbine. We are getting closer! But... there seems to be something else ahead."

Before Qian Xiaoyi could ask, he saw the true face of those "other things" that Ajian mentioned. It was a dark figure riding a motorcycle. Although it was riding hard forward, it was easily overtaken by the taxi and left behind.

"Is that Mr. Kuroda?" Inuyama Heita asked, turning his head and looking back.

"No." Qian Xiaoyi said, "It's just a residual soul. It seems that someone really died in this tunnel. Because too much time has passed, there is only a mark left... The shape of that guy's head is a bit strange. He must be a biker. The bikers more than ten years ago were really troublesome." While talking, several more black shadows were overtaken by taxis and disappeared. Ajian agreed, "You are right. Every night, it is noisy and makes me unable to sleep well. Every now and then, they will gather to fight... Hmm? That's in front!"

Qian Xiaoyi glanced at the compass and raised his eyebrows: "It's Kuroda! We have found the target, and now we just need to bring him back."

Upon hearing this, Inuyama Heita and Ajian were very excited.

"Go after him!"

A motorcycle appeared in front of the tunnel. Qian Xiaoyi asked the taxi to catch up with it. When the taxi and the motorcycle kept a constant speed, they could see clearly the people on the motorcycle. Or rather, there were two people on the motorcycle, speeding forward at full speed.

"It's Mr. Kuroda! But..." Inuyama Heita stared out the window with wide eyes: "Why does he look a little strange now? And who is the person riding a bicycle in front?"

At this time, Kuroda Nobunaga looked extra young. He had an exaggerated crew cut on his head and was wearing a biker gang's special attack uniform. His face was filled with a wild smile, and he was smiling very happily.

The man in front of the motorcycle also had a crew cut, but his hair was yellow. Ah Jian leaned over the window and looked at the guy's face carefully. He was exactly the same as the man in the photo on the wall at the destination, so he was surprised and said, "Is he the second-generation general manager of Ye Gui Ni Ku? This guy is still here?"

Qian Xiaoyi rolled down the car window and shouted outside in the strong wind: "Hey, Kuroda! It's so late, aren't you going home? Your family has been waiting for a long time!"

After hearing Qian Xiaoyi's voice, the two people on the motorcycle realized that there was someone around them. Seeing the taxi nearby, the yellow-haired pilot asked the young Kuroda, "Hey, Nobunaga, who's your acquaintance?"

"Who knows him~" Kuroda Nobunaga yelled at Qian Xiaoyi angrily, "Hey, who are you? Can't you see that our Ye Gui Ni Ku is racing with others? Get out of my way if you know what's best for you!"

Qian Xiaoyi pointed at himself and asked, "It's me. I gave the Lucky Mutual Aid Association to... Never mind, you don't know me? It doesn't matter. But your daughter Kuroda Sachiko and your wife are waiting for you to come home! It's getting late, you should go home."

"Lucky... Mutual Aid Association? Madam, daughter?" When he heard these words, Kuroda was in a trance, and a weathered and desperate face flashed across the young Kuroda's face.

"Lucky Mutual Aid Society? Is it some new biker gang? And, Nobunaga, when did you get married?" The yellow-haired crew cut shouted arrogantly, "Whether you are enemies or insurance salesmen, come at me! We in Yakiniku are not afraid of anything, right? Nobunaga?"

Young Kuroda immediately came to his senses and laughed, "You're right. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles are waiting for us in the future, we will beat them all! Because we, Yaguniku, are invincible! Let's go, Yangyi! Speed ​​up!"

"Oh! I've been waiting for you to say this! Look, I'm going to beat them so badly that they can't even smell the exhaust! Oh yeah~~~~~~"

The biker gang's motorcycle suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the front of the tunnel at a speed far ahead.

"Tsk, you want to escape from reality, right?" Qian Xiaoyi snorted coldly and pulled out a piece of ink line from his hand: "Since I'm here, it's not up to you whether I go back or not... Let's follow!"

(End of this chapter)