Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 460 Toya Maru

"Please, I don't have time to be ordered around by you, and I don't want to go to a dangerous place like that."

After taking a look at the newly received oracle, Xia Fan subconsciously shrank his neck.

"To be honest, our purpose on this trip is to find the soul of the girl that was replaced by it. Can you point us in the right direction..."

He put down the Yunwai Mirror behind him and asked the "Lord of the Yunwai Mirror" sincerely.

"Those who sign the Mirror Contract and give their bodies to Yunwaijing are voluntarily giving up their right to live, and their souls will go to the Three Ways Sea."

"According to the rules of our tribe, Wuyun Waijing will only sign contracts with dying people. This can not only continue their lives in another form, but also fill our 'self'."

"These kids, if I hadn't lost my mind and they hadn't been trapped in the Mirror Sky and gone crazy, they would never break the rules."

Looking at the Yunwai Mirror that was bound by the curse, the "Lord of the Yunwai Mirror" sighed.

"The Mirror Clan is to blame for what happened to these people. I will remove the 'Mirror Contract' from the victims and call back the clan members who have returned to the human world..."

"But in my current state, I cannot leave Mirror Sky and go to the Three Ways Sea. I have to ask this tribe member to lead you two there to find those human souls."

She stretched out her hand with difficulty and gently stroked it in the air...

In the middle of the long street, the space shattered like a mirror, leaving a crack as wide as a person.

"Without further ado, let's move on."

Xia Fan carried the Yunwai Mirror on his back and prepared to enter the rift without hesitation...

"Before you leave, I have one more thing I want to ask you..."

"What happened to the owner of that letter?"

The anxious voice of "Lord of the Yunwai Mirror" sounded behind the two of them.

"You are asking about Mr. Mizuki, the owner of the letter?"

"Mr. Mizuki has written many books and comics about monsters, and founded the folklore discipline of 'Monster Studies'. He has spent his life telling people stories about 'monsters'..."

"Ten years ago, he died of multiple organ failure in a Tokyo hospital at the age of 93, which was considered a good death."

After a moment's hesitation, Jinguji Aoi answered carefully.

"To be honest, I once made a 'Mirror Contract' with Mizuki's deceased wife and resurrected her with her sick body."

"According to his will, Shuimu and I have been husband and wife for more than ten years. Later, because Amaterasu exterminated the demon clan, we had to separate."

"It seems that he never forgot about the monster until his death... It's okay if he couldn't forget it. Maybe one day we can meet again on the other side."

The master of the Yunwai Mirror sighed quietly and waved to the two of them.

"You two are in a hurry, so I won't bother you any more..."

"Thank you for your help. We will take our leave now."

After bowing goodbye, Xia Fan and Jinguji Aoi walked into the gap side by side.

"Is this the pier?"

In a flash, what appeared before the two people was a dimly lit, quiet and deserted pier.

Judging from the contemporary decoration and layout, this pier is at least nearly a hundred years old.

"I've never seen a dock surrounded by the sea on all sides."

Aoi Jinguji looked around and found that the surrounding area was all dark and turbulent. The pier was like an isolated island with no connection to the land.

"What should we do next?"

The sea breeze blowing in her face seemed to be as cold as if it could freeze a person, and the whistling sound of the wind seemed to be mixed with the plaintive cries of countless people, making her shrink her neck involuntarily.

"I'm asking you."

Xia Fan shook the Yunwai Mirror on his back.

The strange environment around him seemed to have no effect on him at all.

"Wait...for the boat to come..."

This Yun Wai Jing seemed even weaker than before, and answered in a slow-motion voice. "Hua La La La..."

As soon as it finished speaking, a huge ferry silently emerged from the sea not far away...

The ferry had a white roof and a black bottom, with four huge round chimneys on its back that were as red as blood, and the deck was empty.

This ferry, which showed no signs of being "human-driven", silently crossed the stormy sea and stopped at the pier.

"Dudu..."

Amid the grief-stricken whistle, the iron plate on the side of the ship automatically moved onto the dock walkway, as if urging the two to hurry up.

"Jinguji, let's go..."

"Ah."

Xia Fan and Jinguji Aoi looked at each other and strode onto the deck.

The deserted deck was covered with dense scratches, and the words "Toya Maru" were faintly visible on the remaining paint.

"Toya Maru... Wasn't this ship overturned by a typhoon decades ago?"

"Is it because they have the same name or surname that they appear here, or is there another reason..."

Looking at those three words, Aoi Jinguji's expression brightened slightly.

The Toya Maru was a ferry connecting Honshu Island and Hokkaido. It sank in a typhoon decades ago, killing more than 1,300 people. It was the largest maritime disaster in modern times in the 11th District with the most casualties.

"This ship is formed by the obsession of the drowned people to reach the shore. It will carry the souls wandering in the ordinary world to the Three Paths Sea."

"But that place will not accept souls whose obsessions are still there, so this ship can only travel back and forth between the eternal world and the Three Ways Sea forever..."

“Just like us, trapped in the mirror forever, repeating the night of the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, hahahahahaha…”

Yunwaijing laughed in a low, hoarse voice.

"Dudu..."

The low, crying whistle sounded again, the deck gangway was retracted, and the unmanned ferry left the dock and headed towards the depths of the boundless sea.

"Are all the people in this sea evil spirits?"

After entering the sea, Jinguji Aoi could see clearly that the dark sea was filled with densely packed human hands...

The postures of these hands were extremely hideous and painful, as if they were trying to grab something, but in the end they could only sink into the sea helplessly, and then popped out again after a moment...

"Huhuhu..."

Before she could take a closer look, the ferry had already entered the storm area, with cold winds and icy raindrops coming fiercely towards them.

The "noise" contained in the sound of the wind, which was as loud as a typhoon, became clearer and clearer, and it turned out to be a painful wail that drove people crazy.

"hiss……"

The sun pattern on Aoi Jinguji's chigusa robe glowed with golden light, but it could not completely resist the low temperature and wailing that were unbearable for humans.

She could only cover her ears with a painful look on her face, curling up her body and trembling.

"come to me!"

Seeing that the witch was in a bad condition, Xia Fan didn't care about anything else and held her in his arms in the strong wind.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s a “divine body” or if he’s under the protection of some god, but this unpredictable storm can’t do anything to him.

"Mr. Xia Fan..."

Being hugged tightly by Xia Fan, Jinguji Aoi felt her body warm and the world around her became quiet.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

"Ah."

Xia Fan leaned against the side of the ship, holding Jinguji Aoi in his arms, and looked quietly at the direction the ferry was heading.

(End of this chapter)