The world is restarting

Reiko Asakura struggled to regain control of her body, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that the person who had just asked the question hadn't left yet.

Not only did he not leave, but he also dragged a chair and sat in front of the hospital bed, leisurely cutting paper with scissors, and greeted lazily without raising his voice, "Hey, are you awake?"

Reiko Asakura's whole body tensed instantly, her body twitched violently, trying to restrain the urge to attack, she asked vigilantly, "Who the hell are you?"

"A third-rate onmyoji."

Tsuchimikado Motoharu was careless and perfunctory, but at the same time his movements were very quick, cutting out a string of white paper figurines with a "click" and then cutting them open one by one with a blade.

Asakura Reiko couldn't understand what he was doing, but at least she knew that no matter what he did, the current situation was very unfavorable to her.

But she had no choice.

All the cognition she gained in the other world made her dare not provoke an onmyoji. Those people's methods are too weird, which is beyond the range that normal humans can deal with.Especially the person in front of her smelled so obviously of darkness and blood, it was absolutely impossible for him to be a decent person.

Tsuchimikado Motoharu, who can never be a decent person, is still slowly cutting paper. He is born with a rascal look, but his hands are as muscular as a pampered nobleman in ancient times. He seems to be careless, but his hands are steady and steady. meticulous.

Reiko Asakura suddenly had a feeling that in this person's eyes, she, a big living person sitting on the bed, might not have as much weight as the few paper-cuts in his hand.

This cognition made her feel very insecure, and her gaze involuntarily drifted to the ward bell on the bedside table, struggling whether to fight or not.

Before she could make up her mind, the person in front of the hospital bed finished cutting the paper, raised her hand and dragged the bedside table over to use it as a desk, took out a pen from her pocket, and started writing on the paper figurines one by one.

The ward bell was eight feet away from her in an instant, Asakura Reiko gritted her teeth, looked at the person in front of the hospital bed, and then looked up at the window behind him.I don't know if this person had expected it, the curtains were drawn ahead of time.

She finally compromised, "What do you want me to do?"

The person writing at the desk lazily said, "Wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

The tension in the air spread for five or six minutes, and Tsuchimikado finally wrote the last stroke on the paper. He closed the cap of his pen with a "click" and stood up.

Reiko Asakura's heart skipped a beat with the sound of the chair moving back, and she watched nervously as the blond boy came over with the stack of paper figurines, and they lined up in two rows on the hospital bed like dealing cards.

The light weight of the paper figurine weighed on Asakura Reiko like several mountains, she didn't dare to move more, but her heart became more and more panicked, "What are you going to do?"

After the cards were dealt, Tsuchimikado put his hands in his pockets and raised his chin lazily at the paper figurines, "Miss Asakura has seen them before, whether alive or dead."

Asakura Reiko subconsciously shifted her gaze away, and found that the names of the girls who were raped by Harada Yusuke were written on the white paper figurines one by one.

As if stung by those names, she suddenly looked back, "...the corpse was handled by my companions and I, I have indeed seen it."

"That's good." Tsuchimikado Motoharu seemed satisfied, "Come on, let's call."

"what?"

"Call out their names. Ms. Asakura, have you ever heard of a custom called 'calling souls' in some parts of China? It is to recall the souls of specific people by calling out their names."

Tsuchimikado Motoharu evoked a lazy smile, his eyes were dark, "I don't know these lovely ladies, I'm worried that they won't talk to me, meow. But Miss Asakura, you are different, you give them The impression left is so deep, if you open your mouth, they will come back to see it even in hell."

Reiko Asakura was terrified, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on her arms.

The curtains of the room were gently lifted by the wind, and she suddenly looked up in that direction as if frightened, thinking chaotically in her mind, were the windows closed before?Turn it off, where does the wind come from in the room?

She is a good-looking beauty with exquisite and sharp features.At this moment, her face was pale, and a strand of black hair fell down to the corner of her eyes, without damaging her beauty in the slightest. It was rare for Sister Yu, who was usually a strong aura, to show a trace of fragility, which was even more pitiful.

However, the blond boy in front of her didn't waver at all. With a chuckle, he took out a gun from under the hem of his waist jacket, pulled the safety off, aimed the gun straight at Asakura, and urged incomprehensibly, "Say, come on, let's start." .Don't waste your time, meow."

"..."

Reiko Asakura struggled for a while, and finally said the first name tremblingly, "... Kaoru Nakamura."

The paper figurine with Kaoru Nakamura's name on it floated up in response, and under Asakura's horrified gaze, it turned in mid-air and "looked" at the pale woman on the bed.

After quietly staring at her for a while, as if remembering the appearance of the woman, the paper figurine spontaneously ignited without any wind, and turned into ashes in mid-air in an instant.

Motoharu Tsuchimikado, who was watching this scene, said calmly, "Continue."

"Small, Kobayashi Miki..."

The second paper man floats up.

Five paper figurines were burned in a row. Asakura Reiko's voice became more and more trembling when she read the name, and her face was as pale as a dead person.

Tsuchimikado Yuanchun has been quietly watching, and finally, when he read the name of the sixth girl, Lin Qiaomei, other changes occurred.

First, bruises slowly appeared on the body of the paper figurine, like a reflection of wounds on the human body, and then more and more marks spread all over the body, which was horrible.The torment that poor girl suffered in her lifetime seemed to be repeated on the paper figurine. When the wounds stopped spreading, there was nowhere to see on the paper figurine.

A chill spread in the room at some point, and the lowered temperature seemed to be able to freeze people's hearts.

Tsuchimikado Motoharu's expression remained calm, his eyes behind the sunglasses fixed on the paper figurine, as if he wanted to remember this scene firmly.His eyes closed slightly, and when he opened them again, nothing seemed to fall into his eyes.

The wound on the paper figurine with Lin Qiaomei written on it had begun to ooze blood, and the paper figurine was soon dyed red. The color was so bright that it seemed that blood was about to drip from her body.

Reiko Asakura was too frightened to speak, and her body began to tremble along with the hospital bed.

The blood-red paper figurine was suspended in mid-air without any further movement. For a long time, the ward was so quiet that even a needle dropped on the ground could be heard.

Just when the air seemed to freeze, the paper figurine suddenly moved.The speed of the bright red across the air is like a red light penetrating the space. Tsuchimikado didn't expect it to rush to the door instead of attacking Asakura Reiko on the bed. out.

He quickly turned around and chased a few steps towards the door, but suddenly stopped after thinking of something.

"...Forget it." He scratched his hair and muttered softly, turned his head, and Asakura Reiko was still sitting on the bed as stiff as a piece of wood.

At this moment, Tuyumen Yuanchun didn't have the demeanor of pity and tenderness at all. He neither comforted nor explained, and urged the beauty on the bed in a puzzled manner, just like urging a bonded worker who signed a contract with him, "Is there another name?" , read on."

Reiko Asakura: "..."

"Lily."

Sayuri came and went quietly, just like the first five paper figurines, not like a certain senior who changed color and ran away.

Any fool knows that something is wrong with Lin Qiaomei.

Reiko Asakura subconsciously said, "Lin...what's the situation with that paper figurine?"

"Who knows, maybe it's a monster."

Tsuchimikado Motoharu put the leftover waste paper from paper cutting on the table back into his pocket, put away his gun again, as if preparing to leave.

Reiko Asakura stared at him all the way to the door, seeing that he didn't do anything to her, she was slightly relieved, and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell these things?"

"Feel free, you can try."

The blond boy opened the door, and the sunlight from the corridor poured in, illuminating the ends of his golden hair brightly, giving the illusion that this person was walking under the sun.But when he turned his head slightly, his expression was immediately covered with a shadow. The pupils behind the sunglasses looked at him inexplicably, and the smile on the corners of his lips was filled with a dark breath.

"That Miss Lin who turned into a monster knows where you are now, do you think she will come to you?"

Asakura Reiko's expression froze completely, and the bone-chilling chill spread over her limbs, freezing her like a pale and stiff doll.

Tsuchimikado Motoharu ignored the people staying in the room, and went straight out of the ward.It was two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunlight generously paved a corridor through the glass windows. He stretched out his hand to block the light a little uncomfortable, recalled the information he had just collected, and sighed slowly.

The younger sister of my friend at the racecourse, I'm in trouble.

He didn't expect to confront the local forces in Bodo so soon, and that man was not simple at all.

To be honest, that girl named Lin Qiaomei is also a very poor person. After being treated like that, it is not surprising that she would degenerate into a monster.

It would probably be very difficult to change to a conscientious onmyoji.

Tuyumen Yuanchun closed the door of the ward, and smiled casually... Fortunately, he has no conscience.

When he came out of the inpatient department, the blond boy and a bald man passed by.Sensing the aura of the dark world on the other party, he paused slightly, and continued walking towards the exit as if nothing had happened.

There are too many people like this in Hakata, and most of them are people who have something to do with the killer industry, and Tsuchimikado doesn't have any extra feelings to pay attention to.

When he got off the elevator, he looked up and saw several onmyojis from Tsuchiyamen's family gathering together at the entrance of the inpatient department, as if they were waiting for someone.

Recognizing that they were people under Tsuchimikado Shinkyu, he raised his eyebrows, walked over and patted one of them on the shoulder in a friendly way, "Eleven?"

The onmyoji code-named Eleven looked back and saw him startled, his face turned pale instantly, "Master Da Da Da..."

"Hush." ​​Yuan Chun stretched out his index finger to touch his lips, and then looked up and down the group of people.

The onmyojis didn't dare to move under his gaze, their faces were as pale as that of Asakura Reiko in the ward just now, like quails who had been frightened and still had a stress response.

Tsuchimikado Motoharu: "What are you doing here?"

The quails answered honestly, "Miss Heart Knot asked us to gather at the designated location, and she has divined out the location of the evil spirit."

Time back to half an hour ago.

Tsuchimikado Xinjie carefully placed the magic weapon invited from the main family in the calculated position, in the middle of a golden bellflower seal, and then continued to draw patterns along the periphery of the base.

The scent of flowers and dew floated in the air.

From time to time, Yuji Shinozu looked back at the humidifier with plum essential oil in the corner of the room, with a strange expression on his face.

Sawada Ya was staring at the Jizo statue in the center of Kikyo Seal in a daze.

The white crystal Ksitigarbha statue, she has never found that the round face of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is so foreign.

Because Tsuchimikado said before that he needed a huge space, the mayor directly booked the entire hotel.Now a group of people gathered in the spacious and bright lobby of the hotel, not only the mayor and Sawada Yaji, but also four or five more onmyojis from the Tsuchimikado family on the scene. together with the magic weapon.

Yushi Ninzu and his assistant were still able to keep quiet, but Xiang Hiyue couldn't help but move closer.

"Mi-chan, what are you doing?"

Yazawa Sawada pondered the circles of complex incantations drawn by Tsuchimikado Shinko, "Please God... right?"

As soon as the words fell, Tu Yumen suddenly turned his head, and said in surprise, "Has the young master already mastered such a complicated rune? You are indeed the young master!"

Sawada Ya: "..."

In fact, she is more familiar with the ceremony of inviting gods, because Qingming said that this is the most practical→_→

Tsuchyumen heart knot: "This technique is extended from the ceremony of inviting gods. It was created by the No. 14 generation head of my Tsuchyumen family. Using Hakata's azimuth and astrology to calculate the most suitable time at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, the most gentle white crystal Make a statue of the god, the representative flower of Fukuoka, the scent of plum blossoms to please the gods..."

She began to explain eloquently, her face flushed slightly from excitement.

"...everything that happens on this land can't be hidden from the gods here, so the core of this technique is to call the land god Jizo and ask the gods for information. One of the relatively high-level techniques."

Tsuchimikado finished explaining a little excitedly, and looked over with bright eyes, as if waiting for her to say something.

Sawada Ya: "..."

Sawada Ya smiled, "Well, you did a good job."

Tsuchimikado's heart knot: "!"

The background of the Onmyoji girl seemed to be full of flowers. She saluted in a trance, turned around in a trance, and even wrote a few three big characters on her back... super happy!

"..." Ninzu silently leaned against Sawada Ya, "Do you understand?"

Sawada Ya turned her head, and said to him with an expression of "don't make trouble so unreasonably", and taught him, "Yushi, just smile at this time."

Ninja Yuuji: "..."

Who taught you all this?