From Earthbound Spirit to Tokyo Evil

Chapter 115 Wear It

"Eh? Is everyone participating in the audition?"

This result surprised Xia Chuan a little, but he didn't think too much about it. Anyway, the test should be quick.

"Yes." Sato Kentaro nodded.

When Yui Aoki and Reina Kawaguchi came together, he had actually prepared himself for at least one-third of the candidate shrine maidens to be eliminated. As one of the few people who knew that the god already had a physical body, he certainly knew that in this case, the identity of the shrine maiden might change.

Although I don’t know much about Yui Aoki, based on my understanding of Rena Kawaguchi, it is only natural that those girls with particularly outstanding looks were all eliminated.

However, the result surprised him. The preliminary selection work led by Yui Aoki completely changed direction in the end. It was not about kicking out certain people first, but selecting those girls who were particularly strong-willed, responsible and hard-working. If they were unfortunately eliminated and the vacancies for the shrine maidens were not filled, they would be promoted.

Kawaguchi Rena was obviously absent-minded, which made Sato confirm that this was not her idea but Yui Aoki's. However, there was no need for him to report such a matter to the God.

However, in Sato's heart, his evaluation of Yui Aoki has quietly risen to a higher level.

If this was a test deliberately given by God, Kawaguchi Rena obviously failed, while Aoki Yui definitely passed.

But Xiachuan didn't actually think that much. He just gave the compass he got from Long Qingting to Sato Kentaro and told him how to use it.

This thing is of no use to him, and it doesn't mean much to the sect and the Corpse Organization, but because it will have different effects in the hands of people with different spiritual powers, as long as suitable targets are set at different locations in a circular area, the quality of the candidate priestesses can be detected intuitively.

Kawaguchi Reina and Sato Kentaro were naturally used as references for setting the target objects. Natsukawa placed objects that solidified different levels of concealment techniques and auras on the opposing sides.

People without any spiritual power will naturally not have any reaction when holding a compass. However, for a shrine maiden like Kawaguchi Reina, who has a strong talent and has been more or less influenced by borrowing divine power from Natsukawa many times, when she picks up the compass, the needle will immediately point to the item that is infused with the most spiritual energy and has the highest level of solidified concealment.

"That's all." Xia Chuan said casually, ignoring Sato's embarrassment. "Just draw a magic circle or something like that as a deception, and then you can let them come over to take the test. As for the list you submitted, just accept all of them."

He looked like he had completed his mission and was about to leave, which surprised Kawaguchi Reina: "God... um, Lord God, you are not going to participate in the selection?"

"Everything is ready, can't you just follow the steps?" Xia Chuan asked. "Do you need my participation?"

"Okay, I understand. Please take care." Kawaguchi Rena said immediately, kneeling down to see Natsukawa off.

Nervous...

Xia Chuan shook his head, left the sect headquarters through the secret exit, changed his appearance, hailed a taxi and drove to where his experimental subject was located today.

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There are actually quite a few anti-Racist elements in the police database who need to be closely monitored. However, Xia Chuan does not intend to keep an eye on this group to avoid being found to have a pattern.

On a whim, he asked Asakawa Manabu to create a secret website and secretly set up a Trojan program in the official search engine database. When someone searches for keywords such as "revenge", "curse", "escape", "suicide" on the Internet and continuously views related content for a certain period of time and number of times, a link will be secretly added to the normal entry of the search engine, and when you click on it, it will be a simple web page.

It's a bit like some so-called cursed websites used for pranks, but the atmosphere is not scary, but rather highlights mystery and solemnity.

The content is also quite brief. If you have intense pain, injustice, hatred or misfortune, are suffering torture and torment, and desire revenge, and you are willing to pay a sufficient price for it, then write these things down in the blank box and click send.

If what you write is true, something will naturally come to help you when night falls.

The inspiration for this website came from a comic that Xia Chuan loved in his previous life. He originally thought that it would take a long time for someone to stumble upon such a thing, and that the people who were willing to really pin their hopes on this illusory website and take the time to write down their own stories must be a minority.

But what he didn't expect was that the first person left a message less than five hours after the program was launched. By the time he contacted Asakawa Manabu to ask him about the situation, the number of people leaving messages had exceeded fifty.

Of course, some of them were just boring jokes. Asakawa Manabu quickly confirmed through the Internet address and the police system that what they wrote was just made up for fun, just to see what kind of reaction would be after the input.

But what thirty of them wrote should be true stories. They may not really believe that someone will come to help them, but they just regard this webpage as a tree hole where they can vent their pain anonymously.

Asakawa Manabu finally selected the five most miserable people, or the five people with the strongest resentment, and Xiachuan went to find one of them.

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"Are you done?" The man in waiter's clothes laughed disgustingly and touched her body. "Go wash it quickly, there are customers behind us!"

Momoko Uchiyama nodded numbly and walked towards the lounge with her things.

Several girls who had just finished serving customers were resting inside, waiting for the next business.

No one is chatting.

Maybe some people think this kind of thing is simple, but it is not an easy thing to suppress the inner disgust and pain, face every guest like a lover, create an atmosphere they like, and satisfy all their fantasies and even quirks.

Of course, there were people who chose not to do so, but every girl saw what happened to her.

Beating is the easiest punishment. Working in such a place does not allow you to have any resistance.

All you can do is grit your teeth and endure it.

There was a silly girl who was secretly calculating how long it would take her to pay off her loan and leave this place, which made Uchiyama Momoko couldn't help but sneer.

If she could have escaped, she would have done so long ago.

But these devil-like guys have already regarded these women who have gone astray for various reasons as tools to make money. How could they let her go so easily?

She thought she only needed to pay off the loan sharks, but she didn't know that what was waiting for her was nothing but an even more miserable future.

Addicted to drugs, cheated, framed and even brought disaster to family members.

Why did Uchiyama Momoko know this? Because she is the best example.

Even if they are old and ugly, there will be other worse places with worse conditions waiting for them.

When they become involved with these people, their fate is sealed.

There is no hope anymore.

Momoko Uchiyama simply wiped it clean and put the things back into her locker.

The small bottle of white powder in the corner irritated her for a moment, but she quickly blocked it with a towel, closed the cabinet door, and sat on the recliner.

She half-lying in the chair, subconsciously picked up her phone again, and began to search for a way to end this kind of life. But the only thing she could think of was still death.

It was said that there would be no pain and relief would come soon, but she did not have enough courage to choose this easy path.

The phone suddenly went dark. She pressed the buttons hard, but there was no response. Just as she was about to throw it aside, the pattern suddenly appeared on the screen again.

The webpage where she had written a few words before, but the text box had disappeared, and there were only a few simple vertical lines of text in the middle of the screen.

"If what you have to pay for is your soul, will you still choose to continue?"

Neuropathy!

Whose prank is this?

So-called hackers?

Momoko Uchiyama threw her cell phone aside. Only then did she notice that there was no one around her. Not only that, a light mist was pouring in quickly, as if it was going to swallow up the entire room.

what's going on? !

She stood up in surprise and asked loudly, "Is anyone there? What happened?"

There was dead silence all around. In just that brief moment, even the surrounding walls were completely covered by fog, and nothing could be seen clearly.

A few lines of words suddenly condensed on the mist in front of me.

"If you have to pay with your soul as the price, will you still choose to continue?"

Fear made Momoko Uchiyama curl up. She wanted to escape to the corner, but the surrounding area had turned into a vast and boundless open space.

"Please, please let me go, I..."

The mist in front of me suddenly dissipated, and a young girl was begging with the same words, but the beasts just laughed loudly and tore her clothes.

She saw the girl running towards a handsome and tall man with eyes full of joy and happiness, but she didn't know that a few minutes ago he was chatting with those who were about to destroy her, and this was just a trap they carefully designed.

She saw him hand her a hand-rolled cigarette. She hesitated, but he smiled and put it in her mouth: "It's okay, it's not addictive. Peach, it will make you high!"

She saw her father being beaten by a group of people. She wanted to protect him like crazy, but was dragged over and slapped several times: "Want to leave? That's not that easy!"

She saw herself lying on the dirty bed like a zombie, with the tools she used to anesthetize herself next to her. The man who had said countless sweet words to her looked at her with disgust, as if he was looking at a pile of garbage: "I have no money left, you stinky bitch. You just lie down all day long. Go make money!"

"I am willing... I am willing! I am willing!" The tears that had not appeared for a long time finally flowed again, and the heart that had long been necrotic began to ache again, but it began to beat again. "As long as I can kill them, I am willing to do anything!"

The white mist suddenly covered everything again, and a moment later, a thin mask like a piece of paper was held up by something and brought in front of her.

"Put it on." A voice whispered from somewhere. "Put it on."

"Taozi! Taozi!" Someone suddenly woke her up. "Don't sleep anymore. Hurry up! A guest has called for you!"

Is it just a dream?

Momoko Uchiyama smiled sadly, but the pain in her chest was real.

She took a deep breath, sat up, and walked to the closet to get her things, but when she opened the door, she saw a thin, paper-like mask placed neatly on the outside.

Wear it.

No one was talking in a trance, but she seemed to hear that voice again.

Chapter 116 Prajna

"You stinking bitch, what are you doing standing there?!" The gangster who was disguised as a waiter finally couldn't help but curse. "Hurry up!"

He reached out to grab Momoko Uchiyama's shoulder, ready to give her a slap, but to his surprise, his hand was grabbed by Momoko Uchiyama and her wrist was twisted.

"Ahhhhh...you stinky bitch, I'm going to kill you..." The severe pain made him lose his ability to think normally. He subconsciously scolded as he did in the past. The next second, the woman who was wearing a mask and had two sharp horns on her head stomped on his head and crushed it, causing blood, flesh and brain matter to splatter everywhere.

The other women in the room who had been watching this scene in a daze suddenly screamed. They couldn't understand what was happening and the only thing they could do was to shrink into the corner and scream.

Momoko Uchiyama glanced at them, let out a strange laugh that seemed meaningless, and walked out stepping on the waiter's body.

The women's screams had attracted the Jidao who were watching the scene, but the woman who looked like a demon in front of them immediately crushed their anger and courage. They immediately remembered the recent popular legends about monsters, dropped the sticks they picked up at random and ran away.

But Uchiyama Momoko didn't intend to let them go. She climbed up to the ceiling like a spider, moving faster than running on the ground. She quickly passed the two guys and landed in front of them, blocking their escape route.

"Please, please let me go, I have someone at home..."

The nails, which were as sharp as blades, pierced one of the guys' throats. He subconsciously grabbed the hand tightly, coughing and spitting blood. The other yakuza, in despair, didn't know where he got the strength from. He screamed and picked up the potted plant next to him, raised it up and smashed it hard at the monster in front of him, but she just pushed it hard with her other hand, and the flowerpot flew back and hit his chest, smashing his sternum directly, and the broken ribs pierced his lungs, and the blood soon drowned him alive.

The door of a room was opened and a woman poked her head out. The white-faced Prajna instantly appeared in front of her. She was so scared that she couldn't even scream and fell directly to the ground. Just when she thought she was going to die, the monster let her go and walked straight towards the stairs.

She covered her mouth tightly, looking at the back that she was very familiar with, not daring to make a sound.

"What happened?" The guest, who had just put on his pants, cautiously poked his head out of the room, then saw the body in the corridor. He screamed and fell back into the room. It took him a long time to come to his senses. He hurriedly crawled towards his clothes and began looking for a cell phone to call the police.

The office on the first floor was already full of blood. A jidao who heard the screams and rushed upstairs was knocked away by the huge force, his head hit the wall, and his skull was broken and died. His tragic situation surprised the other jidao who were still drinking at the table and stood up. They subconsciously looked for something that could be used as a weapon, but the next second, the monster quickly crawled over from the ceiling and landed on one of them amid their screams of fear, and stepped his head directly into his chest.

Not every gangster participated in the brutal assault on Momoko Uchiyama, but they all did the same thing to a greater or lesser extent, which made her ruthless.

Finally, one of the thugs managed to escape to the door, but just as he was about to push the door open and flee, Uchiyama Momoko had already stuck to his back, grabbed his heart with her hand, and squeezed it hard.

The hall suddenly became quiet because everyone was dead.

Blood splattered on the posters on the wall used to attract customers. Momoko Uchiyama watched as a stream of blood slowly dyed her photo red. She smiled strangely again. Two lines of blood and tears flowed out from the holes in the mask, making the pale mask look even more weird.

"Ding Dong..."

The door was suddenly opened, and a tall and handsome man walked in while talking: "Takasago, I just saw a nice woman over there, in a moment...ah? Aa ...

Uchiyama Momoko appeared in front of him in an instant, frightening him so much that he fell to the ground, with a wet mark quickly appearing on his pants.

"I...I..." He was so frightened that he couldn't utter a word. His clever mouth, which used to be always effective against women, just kept trembling, and his teeth made a slight sound when they hit each other.

"Have you really loved me?" the monster in front of him suddenly asked in an almost shrill voice.

The urge to urinate, which had originally stopped, suddenly became uncontrollable again, and this time, his entire body began to tremble.

"me……"

"Have you ever loved me?" Uchiyama Momoko suddenly knelt in front of him, gently stroking his face with her hands, her sharp nails sliding across his carefully trimmed beard.

He finally recognized this woman whom he had kicked away for a long time and almost completely forgotten. Fear, regret, and many other emotions that he didn't know how to describe surged up at once.

He has deceived countless women in his life, and this time, maybe he can...

"I'm sorry, Taozi, you know I love you, but I was also... "

Click...

Momoko Uchiyama twisted his neck very gently, then used force again and pulled it off.

"Yes, I know you were forced by them." She said in a shrill voice, but very gently, then she reached into his mouth, pulled out his tongue, and completely tore to pieces the culprit who had induced her to become what she was today.

Someone upstairs was secretly peeking down, then ran back, suppressing his fear.

There were several women and guests upstairs, but she no longer had the desire to continue killing. She just returned to the poster and stared at her own photo blankly.

"Don't you want to continue killing people?" a voice asked.