Horror simulator, if you survive till tomorrow, you win

"Yi Xiaojiao? The immortal in the legend?"

Ito Jun had heard of the name Ekukokaku.

He is the ancestor of Kamo Tadayuki, the master of Abe Haruaki, the first immortal in Area 11 and the originator of practitioners. He has two shikigami, named Qiangui and Hougui.

As for the Son of God... the time when Yi Xiaojiao was born was about a thousand years before Christianity was introduced to Area 11, right?

"Can you be more ridiculous?"

Ito Jun looked at the priest speechlessly.

If the priest was more serious, he might have believed it. Who can be fooled by such words?

"It's reincarnation, so why not worship Jesus Christ? Why worship the reincarnation of Jesus Christ?"

"Because the Holy Son drifted to Jiandiao Island from the sea decades ago. It's like Jesus walking on the water. This is a miracle!"

The priest said this devoutly, looking at the statue with eyes full of crazy worship.

What the hell?

Ito Jun was a little confused.

A statue from the sea? Could it be that this thing is related to the green fat guy?

Ito Jun pulled down his night vision goggles and looked at the statue.

After a dizzying moment, the statue lit up, emitting silver phosphorescence all over its body. The tentacles on its chin moved without wind as if they were alive, and its stone body was full of flesh. Although it did not turn from stone into a living creature, Ito Jun had a feeling as if he was looking directly at a living person.

"わたSYXしたち??あなた?a9sɡアメリあのさ山んさ131んoxeちゃ正んじん..."

Ito Jun heard a voice vaguely.

The inexplicable sounds, the chaotic and disordered sounds, seemed to be composed of different languages, and like fragments picked out from the brain. The sense of absurdity made Ito Jun want to shout out loud.

The next moment, Ito Jun suddenly pushed up the night vision goggles.

"Fufufu...!"

Ito Jun was panting heavily, as if he had run 800 meters in one breath. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat and his face turned pale. Ito Jun almost sat down on the ground.

"Guest, are you okay?"

Seeing Ito Jun's expression, the priest asked with concern.

He walked towards Ito Jun, who quickly raised his right hand to stop the priest: "I'm fine, just a little sick, don't worry."

As he spoke, Ito Jun looked at the statue with lingering fear.

Without the help of night vision goggles, the statue looks ordinary to the naked eye and there is no difference between it and ordinary statues.

However, it is certain that the statue is definitely not normal.

Do you want to take it away?

An idea popped into Ito Jun's mind.

Supernatural objects are not only harmful. For example, the night vision goggles he is using now, if it weren't for the mirror stone that fell off, he would have no power to resist the weirdness.

The statue of the little horn is too extraordinary to be left to the cult of Jian Diao Island.

"boom!"

Jun Ito fired the shot.

The priest fell backwards, his eyes almost bulging out of his head, and a bullet hole appeared on his forehead.

Ito Jun trembled all over and looked at the priest in panic.

"What did I do?"

He didn't intend to shoot. Shooting would inevitably attract the attention of people outside. There were more than seventy people, and maybe some had weapons like shotguns. How could he deal with them alone?

"Father Hanging!?"

"What happened!"

Before Ito Jun could think about it, someone walked in from outside. The cultist who heard the gunshot and came in to check the situation happened to see Ito Jun pointing a gun at Father Jian Diao's body.

I can only throw away the jar!

Ito Jun's face darkened and he immediately raised his pistol and pulled the trigger at the incoming cultist.

"boom!"

"what!"

The gunshots and the cultist's screams occurred at the same time, and the cultist fled in a hurry.

"Fuck! I missed!"

Ito Jun cursed angrily and hurriedly chased after him.

"Everyone, run! Someone shot Father Jiandiao!"

The cultist shouted loudly to the people outside, and Ito Jun fired another shot at his back. This shot did not miss and hit the cultist right in the back.

The cultist who fell forward removed the obstacle in front of Ito Jun, and everyone saw Ito Jun killing people with a gun.

"Run away!"

"what!!!"

"Go back and get the gun!"

"We can't let outsiders do whatever they want!"

The cultists were quite martial, and someone shouted to go back and get guns. But because there were so many people, Ito Jun couldn't tell who said that.

Fortunately, he didn't need to distinguish them. He took out the only remaining grenade, pulled out the pull ring, and threw the grenade towards the place where the cultists gathered the most.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the violent explosion, a large number of cultists fell, some dead and some injured. Those who were not killed were covered in blood and were still crawling towards the town.

The smoke and smell of blood made Ito Jun's eyes bloodshot. He held the gun in both hands and chased all the way, making the cultists cry and scream. They had encountered tough guys before, but at most they were armed with a shotgun. Who knew that today a ruthless person who would directly throw a grenade would appear.

The cultists who fled back home closed their doors tightly, and dared not even go out, let alone resist with shotguns.

Coincidentally, Ito Jun didn't dare to chase in. He ran all the way to the pier at the seaside, where there were several fishing boats. Ito Jun randomly took out a dozen ten-thousand-yuan bills and handed them over, asking the fishing boats to set sail immediately.

It was obvious that Ito Jun came to his senses halfway through the killing. Chasing the cultists was just a side job, and his real goal was to return to Tokyo.

Chapter 54: Oshikiri Castle

The sky over Tokyo was covered with dark grey clouds, the sun could not shine through, making the surrounding scenery dim, and the continuous drizzle wet the ground, and it was getting heavier.

Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, looking at the rainy scenery outside, Ito Jun also felt melancholy.

"Really... we can't be careless at all."

Sakura is right. The first step for monsters to affect humans is mental interference.

Ito Jun was very suspicious whether his desire to obtain the Yakukokaku statue was influenced by the Yakukokaku statue.

Maybe, maybe not, but suddenly shooting the priest must be a sign of mental impairment.

"—!"

At this moment, the driver suddenly braked hard and Ito Jun leaned forward. If he hadn't fastened his seat belt, he would have almost hit the chair in the front row.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Ito Jun asked dissatisfiedly.

"…I, I seem to have bumped into someone."

The driver turned his head and looked at Ito Jun in horror.

"???"

Ito Jun blinked.

What the hell? !

Ito Jun pushed open the car door and walked out. The driver also hurriedly pushed open the door. The two walked to the front of the car, but saw nothing.

"What's going on? An illusion?"

The driver muttered to himself in confusion, with a look of relief on his face.

It would be great if it was an illusion.

However, illusions in the horror worldview are often supernatural phenomena, and Ito Jun is very aware of this, so he would not take the driver's illusion as a real illusion.

Sure enough, when Ito Jun stood up, he saw a figure standing at the rear of the car.

It was a woman holding an umbrella, the umbrella was an ominous red color, and her yellow clothes looked like a nylon raincoat. She stood quietly less than ten meters away, her hair dripping with water as if it was wet, and the umbrella did not seem to play the role it should have.

The driver stood up and was about to get back into the car when he was startled by the woman holding the umbrella.

"Hey! What are you doing? Don't stand there."

The driver shouted at the woman with the umbrella in dissatisfaction. He walked over and tried to drive her away.

Until he saw the full face of the woman holding the umbrella.

"Eh--?!"

The woman holding the umbrella seemed unaware of the cold. Her yellow raincoat was like a miniskirt, only covering the upper part of her thighs.

However, this kind of outfit will not arouse any desire, because only one thigh is exposed from the raincoat.

The long leg standing upright in the middle was pale and bloodless, with no visible hair, it looked like a fake leg.

The driver was stunned. Faced with the absurd scene, his consciousness drifted away involuntarily.

His mind was still in a state of shock, but he couldn't take his eyes off the woman in front of him.

"Hurry in."

Ito Jun walked to the driver's side and saw that the woman with the umbrella remained calm. He held the old seal in one hand and pulled the driver hard with the other hand to help him come to his senses.

The driver's legs were weak and he climbed to the driver's seat crookedly.

Then, he stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out with a bang.

"Fuck! I'm not in the car yet!!!"

Ito Jun was angry and wanted to shoot immediately, but after thinking about the environment, he suppressed the impulse.

Looking back at the oil-paper umbrella monster, Ito Jun calmed down and put the pistol away.

Due to insufficient firepower, Ito Jun did not immediately observe the oil-paper umbrella monster, but tried to use the old seal.

The mysterious power of the old seal had the same effect on the oil-paper umbrella monster as it did on the zombie. The disheveled woman showed an unhappy expression. She did not take the initiative to attack Ito Jun, and Ito Jun did not dare to act recklessly. The two sides confronted each other like this.

"—!"

After a while, Ito Jun suddenly heard the sound of a car. He turned around and saw that the driver who had just escaped had returned.

"It's too late to explain, get in the car quickly!"

The driver could not hide the fear on his face and shouted to Ito Jun outside.

Ito Jun decisively opened the door and got into the car. The driver stepped on the accelerator and the car sped out like an arrow.

Ito Jun stared behind him and saw the oil-paper umbrella monster bend its legs and jump up like a spring. Ito Jun tried to lower his body as much as possible and found that the oil-paper umbrella monster's jumping height reached more than three meters, and it was almost ten meters when it landed.

Even though Ito Jun was holding the old seal, the oil-paper umbrella monster did not give up and kept coming forward, making it difficult for the car to create a sufficient distance.

"Master, what kind of monster is that?"

The driver asked in a trembling voice while driving.

"The name is Oil-Paper Umbrella Monster..."

As Ito Jun spoke, he put down his night vision goggles and observed through the mirror stone.

It's an umbrella!

A red umbrella was floating in the air, without the part of a human body. The tattered oil-paper umbrella floated over from afar, and the floating object emitting green light looked like a UFO.

"The original form is a karasu-kosho, a type of tsukumogami. According to legend, it was formed after an oil-paper umbrella was left there for 100 years. It has one eye, a sticking tongue, one leg, and usually wears a shako..."