Damn! I'm surrounded by beautiful women's ghost stories

The mobile live broadcast continues.

[Another one died]

[Hahaha, it’s the end of the world, right?]

[Oh my god, what's going on? Is this a prank? Yuko-chan? Is she dead?]

The screen is filled with barrages, but as time goes by, the content of the screen is changing rapidly.

More and more people guessed the "truth" and used their own understanding to explain this strange incident that suddenly swept across Tokyo.

Some say it might be Gantz, while others say it might be Nura Rikuo patrolling the streets.

Some were there for fun, some were horrified, in short, all kinds of people started to explode the internet.

Among them, there is one group of people that is the largest in number.

They quickly looked for other anchors who were active near the paranormal spot, to see if they were still alive, or to see when they died.

If you are willing to come for traffic, then you will definitely agree to die for traffic, right?

……

Natsuki frowned at the crazy network.

The S-level map has been opened.

It might be a bit of an exaggeration to say that it was the end of the world, but in Tokyo, all kinds of urban legends and monsters were popping up freely, and people were dying constantly.

He doesn't think that the death of these people has anything to do with him, like "I'm too weak, I couldn't save them, so it's all my fault", PUA yourself like this, it's okay. He just thinks that this group of people are unlucky, and of course he is trying his best to make himself one of the unlucky ones.

His phone has received inquiries from Hojo Rinko, Koshin Reina, Ikuta Nagami and others, and some old customers also kept contacting him.

The sudden incident left people at a loss, and Xia Shu naturally became the backbone.

He casually replied a few messages, just asking them not to run around, especially Hojo Rinko. The rest was fine, as long as they didn't get close to the supernatural spots, there would be basically no problem.

Xia Shu's ears moved slightly, and he swung his hand casually. A talisman like a playing card flew out and accurately hit the ghost of the little boy hiding behind the telephone pole. The other party stared at Xia Shu with a gloomy and treacherous smile on his face.

"Ah!" The ghost of the little boy burned all over and turned into ashes.

Chapter 139 The Master shook his head? The Master shook people!

Yoshihara Shrine.

A fire once broke out here, killing many prostitutes. Many others jumped into the water and drowned in a panic to save their lives. It is said that the sound of women crying can be heard here late at night.

The psychic club can only operate on its own because Hojo Rinko and Koshin Reina are preparing for the college entrance examination.

Without the assistance of the Yin-Yang Eyes and without Hojo Rinko to liven up the atmosphere, no one wanted to admit that they were liars and everyone was trying to be stubborn.

Anyway, everyone’s usual activity is to go to spooky places to “exorcise the devil”, well, just do the signature moves that they came up with on the spur of the moment.

Not copying Ultraman's movements and not making "beeping" sounds during dubbing are the last signs of their respect for the cause of exorcism.

"Do you feel there is a problem?" asked the president.

It would have been fine if he didn't ask, but as soon as he asked, everyone on the bus felt that there was something wrong.

“I’ve known for a while that there was something wrong.”

"Sure enough, that one is coming!"

"Haha, do you know that thing that's been a hot topic on the internet recently? Those who understand will understand, and I don't want to say more about those who don't understand. Things are not that simple."

"Squeak"——!

The bus braked suddenly.

"what happened?"

Everyone was startled by the sudden brakes.

When everyone stood up in dissatisfaction, they found black smoke billowing from the direction of Yoshiwara Shrine in front of them.

There were also a few monks lying on the roadside, their bodies charred black, breathing in more than out.

"Then, what is that?"

The old lady holding the "kappa's claw" pointed forward in horror.

The figure swayed.

One by one, figures wearing kimonos and with charred bodies were walking towards this side. At a glance, there were at least hundreds of them!

"Prostitute!" someone said.

The prostitute who once died here!

The club members were surprised at first, and then delighted.

I could actually see that kind of thing with my own eyes.

"So..." The gangster man holding a Japanese kimono doll and wearing sunglasses stood up with a grin.

Since I can see it, it means that my talent is real.

The others had similar thoughts. They were afraid and wanted to run away, but they had been pursuing supernatural phenomena all their lives and now they had finally encountered them. They felt unwilling to not try to see if their methods would work.

The charred corpse girls had already appeared in front, behind, left and right of the bus, completely covering the car.

The old woman holding the "kappa claw" took the lead, silently reciting "13 groups of 182728", which was the lottery number she bought, and used it as her own spell while using the kappa claw to exorcise evil spirits.

After enduring a lifetime, my abilities have finally awakened, hahaha!

"Ah, my kappa!" The old woman's face changed. The kappa's claws were actually taken away.

Others had similar reactions, all so-called exorcism methods were useless.

I wanted to run... but it was too late.

“Om Mani Padme Hum Om Mani Padme Hum Om Mani Padme Hum” the Sanskrit sound was heard, and the charred corpse of the wandering girl struggled.

Everyone turned around and saw a monk sitting up with his seriously injured body, sitting cross-legged with great effort. It was he who had recited scriptures in time and saved everyone.

"Hurry, rush over!" They felt like they had seen a life-saving straw.

While the charred corpses of the girls were unable to move, everyone quickly opened the car door, rushed out, and came to the monk's side.

The president asked, "Master, can we imitate you in chanting the sutra?"

The monk shook his head but did not stop chanting.

"What should we do now?" Several people looked at each other with confused faces.

What should I do, wait to die?

The monk fumbled for his cell phone and dialed a number marked "Zhai Nong Shen Zhu" under the gaze of several people.

Soon a woman's voice was heard from the other side.

"What's wrong?" It was difficult to hear the voice.

The monk just kept chanting the scriptures Om Mani Padme Hum, and did not show any intention of answering.

The president of the enthusiasts' club nearby looked anxious and said, "Hello, we are at Yoshiwara Shrine. There is a big problem here. Almost all the masters are dead. Only the last master is left but he is also seriously injured. Can you come and help us? Otherwise, we will die!"

"I can't get there." The other party refused bluntly: "I can't leave here."

"Ah? You want to watch someone die without helping!" Everyone in the club looked at the monk and found that the monk just shook his head slightly. It seemed that he did not mean for anyone to save his life.

"The master is shaking his head." They couldn't understand and could only tell what they saw exactly as it happened.

"Let me do it." Another voice came from the other end of the phone. It was a man's voice: "Throw the phone out now, and then run away with the master."

"what?"

What's the meaning!

But since the other party said so, they had no other choice.

"You guys take the master and leave quickly!" The president gathered all his strength and threw the cell phone in the direction where the charred corpse girls gathered.

The phone drew an arc and hit a prostitute accurately, and then went into her collar.

The president, who had passed the exam so accurately, looked helpless.

He muttered "It's over!" and immediately ran away.

Because the monk was moved by them, his injuries flared up and he was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound. The charred corpse girls, who were temporarily frightened by the Sanskrit sounds, regained their ability to move.

These things can teleport!

Everyone was surrounded and huddled together, with nowhere to escape.

However, the president's eyes were always on the prostitute who was hit by the mobile phone. He hoped for a miracle to happen.

A woman's arm suddenly stretched out from the yuu's kimono, grabbed her neck and broke it.

"Bang!" the phone fell to the ground.

The president also clearly saw that the woman’s arm was sticking out from the mobile phone!

However, the phone screen seemed a bit small, so the other party couldn’t just crawl over.

The arm retracted.

Then, a strand of black hair emerged from the phone.

At first I didn't think it had any effect, I just thought the wriggling hair was disgusting.

But as more and more black hair poured out, entangling the charred corpse wandering girls like a vast ocean, everyone realized how powerful the person that the master shook his head was!

Sizzle, sizzle, the heat of the charred corpse exploded, trying to burn off the endless long hair. Hair is afraid of fire, but Sadako's hair, which is infinitely close to A, cannot be burned by these prostitutes, no matter how many there are.

the other side.

Natsuki and Ichika Furudera stood together in front of the shabby apartment of the Mizugen Hisui Monkey.

Ichika Furuji has already changed her clothes.

She was wearing a white dress, somewhat like Shiromuku. Xia Shu had never heard of this type of dress, or was it because of her identity as the "son of God" that she had to use her husband's identity to scare the monsters when facing the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons?

There is no way to avoid the head-on confrontation with the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

They would definitely not be able to stop it with their strength, so this time they gathered powerful exorcists from all over the world through Ichika Furuji. At least they cannot be at a significant disadvantage in numbers. They all know that after this exorcism, not many people can survive.

I'm not even sure whether I can survive, but since I'm in this line of work, there's no way I can stay out of it.