I loaded the ghost talk game

Bang clang -- clang clang --

evening.

On the wobbly tram.

Kanoya Yukino put the leather bag on her lap and sat quietly. The afterglow of the setting sun outside the car window reflected on her shoulders and hair tips, hazy.

When the child calmed down, she looked like a beautiful girl, or at least she had the rudiment of a beautiful girl. It is estimated that after entering high school, if it grows a little longer, it will definitely be the object of admiration for many boys of the same grade.

Kanoya looked out the window.

The sunset glow in the sky rendered the city skyline into a dim red color, and a few crows flew past.

The scene in Tokyo is much different from Oguri Island and Aomori Prefecture.

"Ms. Kanazawa also praised me today for learning things quickly."

Xiaolu thought so.

After I go back, I must show off to Mr. Hachishaku.

However, Master still did not come home today.

"Master, he looks so hard."

I heard that he was busy dealing with a very troublesome strange talk.

Compared to drawing books to appease Lord Hachisha, what Master does every day is really saving the world, right?

Kanoya still remembers that when he first arrived in Tokyo, the master said that there was a ghost car at home, and the speed was very fast, and it was only a matter of time to travel across Tokyo.

It is said that you can go directly to Honganji Temple by taking a ghost car.

But in fact, Mr. Dashi, who is in charge of driving the ghost car, has been traveling with Master recently.

Fawn "goes to and from school" all by tram.

But this is also impossible.

"I want to be a filial apprentice, how can I compete with Master for the car."

Xiaolu is proud of his filial piety.

"Abba...Abba."

A little old man the size of a thumb sat on the edge of the tram window with his legs crossed and his cheek resting on one hand.

In Kanoya's bag, a half of a red crayon was quietly lying in the corner.

The scout clone of the Kamiya family, as well as Xiaobao Caizhi, have been following Xiaolu recently.

It is a kind of protection.

The entire Kanto area is full of "dream men". If Xiao Lu is unlucky and falls into a coma after being entangled in this strange man-made strange talk, at least the little old man is by his side and he can at least inform Kamiya and Bachi Nv in time.

If she falls asleep in a place other than the two safe points of home and Honganji Temple, Saiori, who is powerful in the upper reaches of the D-rank, can guarantee that she will not be harmed before the eight-foot girl or Kamiya arrives.

The little girl came to Tokyo alone, and Kamiyagawa had to take good care of her personal safety.

If something really happened, there would be no way to explain it to Basha Nv and Kanoya's father.

"Let the little old grandpa's avatar and Caizhi follow me, I always feel that Master is a little too worried... But Master said that now is a special period."

Kanoya thought in this way, in fact, she was not disgusted with Kamiya's "overprotection".

It can only be said that although the master always looks like a fool, he is actually very gentle.

As for Xiaolu's real shikigami, the eight-foot girl, she has been staying at Kamiya's house recently, and has no random activities.

Hachisha-sama is a high-intensity B-rank monster. Recently, he has stolen a certain amount of faith power from the shrine of the red stingray, and has become no longer weak.

Tokyo is not a small place like Oguri Island, and the forces of various spiritual masters are intertwined.

If such a big ghost talk is active in Tokyo at will, even if it has the ability to hide its breath, it will inevitably have the possibility of being noticed by some spiritual masters.

On the official side, there is a precedent of keeping in touch with powerful ghost stories and not aggressing each other.

According to the strength of the eight-foot girl, there are indeed prerequisites for achieving this kind of connection.

However, at present, the eight-foot girl has not started formal contact with the countermeasure room.

For the official organization, contacting the wild B-level ghost story is a big deal, and it has to be decided by the upper echelon before it can be concluded.

And considering that the Countermeasure Room is such a large organization, the various forces in it will inevitably have their own ideas. It is not a simple matter that Kamiyagawa integrated into the organization as a "ghost disciple" back then.

In fact, Yuuki Shinkensuke coordinated many times behind the scenes and paid a certain potential price.

The relationship within a large organization with a large number of personnel is so difficult to handle.

And Kamiyagawa and Bashaku have discussed this matter a long time ago.

The conclusion drawn by the last two is that it is best not to act too hastily, and it is best to use Shengu as the hub, and proceed step by step, safely and without side effects.

...

Bang clang -- clang clang.

The tram continued on, passed several platforms, and passengers got on and off.

"Abba."

The little old man who was sitting like a clay statue suddenly shifted his gaze to the side of Deer House.

Xiaolu has learned Buddhist spells in the Hongan Temple for more than ten days, and has made some progress in controlling his own spiritual power.

In addition, the little old man's body didn't completely conceal his aura from her as it did on Oguri Island, so Kanoya can see the little old man's body now.

She followed the line of sight of the little old man's clone.

A few meters away from her, at the closed train door, a man and a woman dressed as office workers were talking——

"... That's the thing, I saw a strange man in my dream, and someone from our company also encountered it."

"Ah? This kind of thing is just a new urban legend, rumor or something."

"No, I see that colleague in our company looks like, maybe it's true."

"Maybe it's nervousness? Didn't you say that you think about it every day and dream at night?"

"It's also possible. But don't you think it's strange? There's been so much rumors about Mengnan around me recently, but there's no news about it on the Internet."

"Don't think too much, I think you are a little nervous. You have been thinking about this kind of thing during the day, maybe you really dreamed about it at night?"

"Don't say such things!"

"..."

"Hmm." Kanoya looked away from the two office workers who were talking.

Dream man.

It is the troublesome strange talk that Master has been dealing with recently.

Although the Internet and the media haven't mentioned this kind of thing recently, I always feel that the atmosphere around me has changed.

People seem to be... nervous.

Even if there is no convenient platform like the Internet to fuel the flames, as more and more people in the Kanto region have seen Mengnan in their dreams, the uneasiness and fear of Mengnan are spreading through people's word of mouth.

Officials can control the Internet and the media to reduce the large-scale discussion of the Mengnan incident as much as possible.

But can't really hold people's mouths down.

Fear and anxiety, like the flu, spread wantonly in many parts of Kanto.

As long as someone has dreamed of Mengnan, or someone's relatives and friends have dreamed of Mengnan, things related to Mengnan will be spread from ten to ten, ten to hundreds, and spread in the simplest and most simple offline way.

In recent decades, there have been very few urban ghost stories that can cause this effect.

The last time a strange story that caused this level of panic in Japan seemed to be the Gap Girl——

From the spring to summer of 1979, the Gap Girl became an urban legend spread all over Japan.

The "Legend of the Gap Girl" spread like an infectious disease, sweeping across campuses across Japan, causing extreme anxiety among the general public.

At first, it was just a topic circulating among elementary school students. It was not until some students were too frightened to go to school alone that the parents realized the seriousness of the situation, and wrote down the notices in the contact book, asking the teachers to pay special attention to the safety of the students, and even turned into the school asking the police for assistance to strengthen the situation. Patrol work around the campus, and even the local schools were forced to suspend classes in the most noisy areas.

You know, in 1979, Japan did not have a civilian electronic network at all.

The Internet is the best petri dish for breeding urban ghost stories, but it is definitely not the only way to spread strange stories.

The effect of word-of-mouth communication of fear and anxiety is much, much stronger than people imagine.

Especially when the dream man who has caused people's recent fear and uneasiness is still real.

"I always feel that the development of things is slowly getting out of control. Can Master and the others solve this strange talk smoothly?"

Kanoya became a little worried about Kamiyagawa.

...

"In Kamisu City, Ibaraki Prefecture, nearly a hundred people fell into the deep sleep of Mengnan's dream. This happened almost overnight. According to the location of these parties, they should be trapped in the same scene. In a dream."

"Nasu Uzan City in Tochigi Prefecture also needs support here."

"The incident of Mengnan spread and spread, and it has a tendency to develop outside the Kanto region."

"..."

What should come is still here.

Judging from the fact that the speed of different visits by dream men from various places is accelerating, the countermeasure room has predicted that the recent strange talk incidents in various places will usher in a small peak.

There may be a macro multiplayer dream connection generated in multiple regions.

And the development of the situation is really in line with expectations.

And this expected unfolding of events really made Shen Guchuan, who has been very busy recently, and all the official spiritual masters feel unhappy.

Obviously, a single dream man, or even a group of dream men, are just insignificant opponents to the little tapir.

Other groups can deal with ghosts and ghosts, and it is relatively easy to get rid of dream men.

But even if everyone went around to fight the fire and deal with so many, it still wouldn't help.

There is a feeling of being punched in cotton.

Things are going out of control.

In fact, Kamiyagawa knows very well that if he wants to truly solve the incident encountered this time, he must find out the Uoshi novelist who is hiding behind the scenes and fueling the flames with unknown means.

However, even an official organization with the size of the countermeasure room has still not found this member of the organization at the time of the devil.

Novelists are different from kabuki and breeders.

Novelists don't need to come forward directly, and they don't need to leave any clues in the real world to set off a strange story that has a great social impact.

This special enemy is probably hidden in the vast sea of ​​people now, looking at the masterpiece he created with great satisfaction.

"I'm really not reconciled. It's the first time I've encountered such an enemy that I can't confront directly."

The only way Kamiyagawa can think of now, against the Uoshi novelist, is Xiaowu.

Using Satoru's future vision, try to bring this cunning enemy out of hiding.

It's a pity that Wu's "future vision" is still cooling down.

Without props such as [Xiao Feng Lu Mi Soup], when her skill CD improves naturally, at least until the end of spring and early summer of this year.

That means waiting another two months.

Judging from the current development of things, if we wait another two months, it is conservatively estimated that the entire Kanto should fall into Mengnan's hands.

...

In an unremarkable apartment in Tokyo.

Ise Momoyo was sitting in front of the desk, writing furiously.

There are some fast food boxes piled up beside her, and she hasn't been out for many, many days recently. She hasn't been in the sun for too long, making her face look pale and bloodless.

swish swish——

Unremittingly, Ise Momoyo, who worked hard to write the manuscript, finished another story and finally stopped writing.

"Inspiration came, and so much has been written."

She read through the few stories she had just finished writing, with a satisfied smile on her face.

Then he got up, and from the bookshelf piled with books beside him, he took out a lantern with a simple shape that was shining with dark blue light.

The lantern was covered with a blue lampshade, which shone slightly, creating an inexplicable horror atmosphere in the dimly lit room.

This thing is called [Hundred Ghost Lamp].

Ise Momoyo got it by accident from a small antique auction.

When I got the [Hundred Ghost Lantern], nothing happened, and this simple green lantern has been unable to be lit.

But two months later, Ise Momoyo was approached by a man.

It was a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and dressed in an extremely refined manner.

Ise didn't know the other party's name, and she still didn't know it until now.

The man introduced himself as Haishi Lawyer.

"I have observed you for a long time." Haishi said, "I know about you, I know your talent, I know what you want..."

Ise Momoyo didn't know Haishi at all, but the other party seemed to know her very well.

Haishi should really have observed Ise for a long time.

Normally, when encountering such suspected stalkers and voyeurs, Ise Momoyo should ignore them, and even call the police immediately.

But she didn't do it in the end. The pair of beautiful and deep pupils under the man's gold-rimmed glasses seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

He seemed to really be able to see what Ise Momoyo had been suppressing in his heart all along.

Those dark, ugly, festering wounds and thoughts.

After a long conversation, Ise Momoyo signed a "contract" with Haishi's lawyer for unknown reasons, and got a code name, Utoki Novelist.

And Haishi lit the [Hundred Ghost Lamp] for her.

After that, there is no need to say more. With the help of [Hundred Ghost Lantern], the novelist created a strange story that caused headaches for all the spiritual masters in the entire Kanto region, and made the people anxious——

Dream man.

Before the novelist mentioned the [Hundred Ghost Lantern] to his notebook, the dark green light shone on the words on the notebook, causing the originally beautiful handwriting to bulge and twist like parasites.

When you touch it with your fingertips, you can feel the disgusting, sticky and weird touch on the deformed text.

[Hundred Ghost Lantern] After shining for a while, the light shrank.

The text on the notebook returned to normal.

"These stories should also manifest in some people's dreams." The novelist muttered to himself.

Then, she glanced at the lantern emitting a faint blue light.

"These stories should be enough. Strange stories are constantly generated from fear and public opinion. Even if I don't write stories about dream men anymore, according to the current development, even if I don't continue to write stories, new dream men will continue to appear. "

This feeling is really good.

Same as Haishi said.

"Stir this damn world into a little more chaos. Don't you want to?"

The novelist flipped through the notes in his hand, looking at the repeated keywords in each story:

Dream man, dream man, dream man, guilt, guilt...

[Hundred Ghost Lantern] I like good stories.

And novelists are good at writing good stories.

A qualified story should have a succession, a cause and an effect.

In Mengnan's story, there should be a consistent tone throughout.

Hush——

The paper flipped and stayed on the first page of the notebook.

There was a sentence written there: [Those who feel guilty will eventually meet Mengnan. ]

Snapped.

The novelist closes his notes.

"What about you? Will you feel guilty? Will you sink into the story I wrote? I'm looking forward to it."

Recently, I am used to going to bed early, and then start coding at four o'clock in the morning.

But today is Saturday, maybe the spirit is relaxed, and I fell asleep for a long time, so it is even later.

It shouldn't be a bad thing to sleep for a long time on weekends, at least I won't lose my hair.

This is the morning update.