Human dimension reduction

Zhou Jianqing didn't even have time to aim, and the bullets shot towards the fastest ghosts, violently overturning several skeletons dragging rotten flesh, and then threw the empty pistol casually, and pulled it out of his boots The pistol, stepping on the wall to borrow strength, flew towards the monster behind.

Several other people in the group followed his rhythm swiftly, quickly found their own positions, and cleared out the small number of people rushing ahead. Before the large troops behind came up, they grabbed Then Qiao Zhou was about to retreat.

Qiao Zhou played the role of a rescued scumbag. His high level of cooperation relieved the two soldiers a lot. What they feared most was meeting people who refused to cooperate. He used to participate in rescue operations in a foreign battlefield. From time to time, there were those who were rescued who were lucky enough to refuse to leave their belongings and leave. They almost folded their comrades in it. It was really a blessing to meet a rescued person who was clearly aware of his position.

"Clearly aware of his own position" Qiao Zhou was led by them and ran wildly in silence. His eyes were looking forward. In his vision, the two split worlds were overlapping at an extremely fast speed. Rows of collapsed houses, dwindling crowds, and... the ghosts of the underworld pouring out like a pack of wolves and sand tides ahead.

Zhou Jianqing clasped his chin with one hand and twisted off the head of a skeleton, threw away the head attached to the membrane, swiped down with both hands, the dagger cut off the muscles of most of the joints like a butterfly piercing through flowers, and at the same time raised his foot to step on it. The sole of the broken bone, this poor thing was scattered into a pile of scattered bones within a few seconds, and the instigator of all this has already left here to catch the next target.

This set of dismantling actions was smooth and smooth, which fully demonstrated Zhou Jianqing's familiarity with the human body, but he soon found that he seemed to be doing useless work. Layer upon layer, even though he struck very sharply, the opponents were full of unafraid things. In just two to three minutes, several long wounds were ripped out of his body.

And when he smashed an exceptionally ferocious skull, what he saw out of the corner of his eye made his heart sink.

The pile of scattered bones and sticks on the ground are gathering rapidly and randomly put together. No matter whose body parts are, they are all randomly combined together. The rotten meat lumps are clustered on the skeleton, forming a shape that makes people vomit Black and white eyeballs are squeezed out of various organs inside, hanging on the meat in bunches like overripe plump grapes.

A creature of the underworld, a ghost with the attribute of "immortality".

There are more and more things squeezed out of the ghost gate, and the Tuyumen Avenue is about to be filled up. Personal bravery is useless in this kind of crowd tactics. In the hollow eye sockets of the skeleton, Zhou Jianqing could already feel the smelly breeze brought by them when they stretched out their hands towards him——

He didn't close his eyes, but stubbornly opened them wide, wishing to engrave these things that would kill him into his heart. If he could become such a disgusting thing after death, then he would definitely mutate on the spot and put These monsters are cut to pieces!

Click - click!

The expected pain didn't come, a breeze brushed past his ear and hit the skeleton.Zhou Jianqing didn't know why he used the word "bump", because he saw that the unknown object that brought up the breeze was just a thin piece of yellow paper, just like the yellow talisman paper used by Taoist priests in TV dramas to drive away ghosts, soft and gentle. It was thin, but the moment it touched it, the skeleton with rotting flesh staggered back two steps, as if it had been hit by a heavy object.

In the next second, countless talismans rained down from the sky, and Qiao Zhou's two visions overlapped to the point of being infinitely close.

The onmyoji threw out a stack of shimmering talisman papers, and then pressed his fingers on his lips. Fuzzy and complex mantras gushed out of his mouth like water. Abe Seimei, who was standing in front of the gate of ghosts, was on the first piece of talisman paper. When he landed, he sensed the emergence of another wave of spiritual power. With an unknown smile on his lips, he looked at Ashiya Michimitsu who came suddenly, with an obscure expression.

"It's Ashiya-kun, what's the point of visiting late at night?"

Abe Seimei opened his mouth, still in the elegant and gentle style, completely ignoring the surging monsters around him, but in the eyes of Ashiya Road, this great onmyoji guarding Kyoto has entered a serious mutation, the flesh and blood on his forehead It is shrinking rapidly, revealing the white bones underneath, and the ears with fine bony spurs are like the wings of a butterfly, growing ferociously to the rear.

Ashiya Michiman ignored him, and finished reciting the mantra on his own. The countless talisman papers thrown down by him became bright and dark, and more distorted figures appeared on Tuyumen Street.

Evil ghosts with bone horns, flying-headed men looking for bodies, double-faced people with long hair hanging around, slit girls with lowered heads, half-crying and half-smiling puppets... Countless monsters have escaped from the prison. With strange chirps, the ghosts of Huangquan, who were suddenly squeezed into the space, stood in place, face to face with these new friends who came from nowhere.

There are too many monsters from the ghost gate, and it is impossible to clean them up with only one person, especially Abe Seimei who is sitting behind. The ghost gate rushed here as soon as it was abnormal, but for Zhang Zi's demon transformation, he threw out all his shikigami heretic warlocks, and his combat power at this moment was even more equal to zero.

Fortunately, the whole of Kyoto has fallen into a mutation. The crowds roaring in the streets and alleys are rapidly changing into inhuman monsters. Perhaps it is caused by the nature of this world. The direction of their alienation is not those powerful and ugly monsters. The monsters are changing according to the examples in "Hundred Ghosts at Night".

In other words, the streets and alleys are filled with monsters with their own names, regardless of their strength, the number is absolutely abundant.

——It is simply the sacred place that all onmyojis dream of.

As a leader in Yin-Yang Dao, Ashiya Domitsu ran wildly in the wind, while casting spells to devour these unowned monsters for his own use. His methods of controlling monsters were cruel but efficient, and he caught them all the way. There are thousands of monsters.

Now he raised his hand to scatter them all down, and he didn't feel distressed at all.

Almost instantly, the evil ghosts under Abe Seimei and the ghosts in Ashiya Michiman's hands began to fight. This scene was grotesque and terrifying, with blood and bone tissue scattered everywhere. A battle between people on Suzaku Avenue.

It can even be said that because the opponents are already rotten creatures from the underworld, as well as ordinary monsters, the bloodiness of the battlefield has become even more bloody. A few skeletons lay on the body of a gaping girl, greedily tearing it off. The flesh and blood from her body was attached to her skeleton, and the bloody organs were scattered all over the floor. The captured Flying Man was directly stripped of its outer skin and placed on its neck as a trophy.

But monsters are not easy to mess with, they don't have the attribute of immortality, and all kinds of killing methods are far better than the creatures of the underworld. On the skeleton's legs, like blood-sucking leeches entwined upwards, the seized skeleton was emptied of the nutrients in the skeleton under tremendous force, and then crushed into powder little by little, maintaining this black and bright hair blanket.

The stalemate battlefield did not arouse Abe Seimei's interest, he still put his hands in the wide sleeves of his hunting clothes, looked up at Ashiya Michimitsu, with a little more doubt in his expression: "Ashiya-kun, I don't quite understand what you mean .”

The evil magician finally took a look at him: "Huh?"

Abe Seimei said slowly: "You are obviously the one who wants to go out the most. I still remember the person who caused the world to fail last time. You threw him into the Hyakki Night Walk for several months. After he came out, he was chewed into a piece of meat." Fuck...why are you starting to stop me?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Abe Seimei said again: "Also, I remember that you didn't have any love for His Highness Zhang Zi at first, if you go back further... His Highness Zhang Zi seems to have died in your spell a long time ago." -"

"His Royal Highness Zhang Zi, who you have paid so much for now, who is it?"

"Or, what is it?"

The voice of the Great Onmyoji lowered slowly, his narrow fox-like eyes narrowed slyly, and the shikigami beside him also tilted his head to look at Ashiya Michimitsu.

In the previous battle, not only Ashiya Michimitsu suffered heavy losses, but Abe Seimei was not much better. He was flanked by Ashiya Michimitsu and the embalmer, and the shikigami under him disappeared in sevens and eights, and it would take a long time before he could be summoned again , and now staying beside him is a young Fu Sangshen holding a big sword in his arms. The big sword is as tall as a man, and he can already feel the heroic spirit rushing towards his face before it is unsheathed.

As soon as this inducing question came out, Ashiya Michimi didn't respond, but Zhou Jianqing, who turned over and stepped on the wall to hide himself, pricked up his ears.

Although I didn't understand their conversation, it was obvious that the identities of these people were not simple. I had just met Ashiya Michimitsu who suddenly came to the rescue. What about the other person who manipulated the skeleton?It seems that he is hostile to Ashiya Road, who is a member of the final council, so what is his identity?Zhang Zi mentioned in his mouth... who is it?

Zhou Jianqing wished he could bring a video camera with him to record the whole process of their confrontation, but unfortunately the hardware facilities did not keep up, so he had to forcefully rely on his brain to record.

The captain of the leading team who fished in troubled waters did not attract the attention of Abe Seimei and Ashiya Michimitsu. Abe Seimei didn't care about him at all, and Ashiya Michimitsu ignored him intentionally or unintentionally.

So Zhou Jianqing inexplicably became the VIP audience of the closing ceremony of this large-scale drama.

He frowned as he watched the bewildering drama in front of him, trying to figure out the ins and outs of it, his pupils suddenly constricted——

In the dark sky, a meteor-like cold light flashed past, and the cold light of metal suddenly appeared. The ancient and solemn long sword collided with the half-unsheathed Odachi in mid-air, and the ear-piercing sound enough to tear people's eardrums soared in the air. In the fleeting spark, the snow-white fox tail unfolded gracefully, flying in the air like a fan.

The beautiful and elegant woman is wearing a gorgeous and graceful Twelve single clothes. The colors such as crimson, cute, yellow, duck, green, bean, and green are carefully blended and covered her body layer by layer. She moves and shines brightly, her ankle-length black hair is combed behind her back, she is like a princess who lives in a high room in a palace and sits in the depths of the long corridors, with natural and elegant gestures in every gesture.

Only the extravagant blush at the end of the eyes gave this noble princess a bit of extravagance.

She held a long sword in her right hand that was incompatible with her personality, and the nine snow-white fox tails behind her stretched out her teeth and claws, and immediately brought the princess of the world into the fairy tale of gods and demons.

This image is so familiar that even Zhou Jianqing, who knows nothing about the mythology of the island country, immediately came up with a term in his mind: Nine-tailed Fox.

Just now, it was this slender glass-like woman who emerged from the darkness without anyone noticing, and suddenly stabbed Abe Seimei with a sword. While waving her sleeves, her movements were ruthless and quick. If it wasn't for Abe Seimei who had a fusangshen guarding her, maybe this great onmyoji would be just like the evil magician a few hours ago, thinking blankly about the ultimate of life problem.

"I don't know, Master Qingming is so guarded against me, did I do something wrong, let Qingming even say what I am, Zhang Zi is really sad."

The eyes of the woman holding the long sword were clear and gentle. She looked at Abe Seimei aggrieved and frustrated, with a heartbroken look. If you ignore the stab she just stabbed at Abe Seimei, this expression is definitely not No flaws.

But at this moment, even Zhou Jianqing felt a chill as if he had been electrified.

At the same time, a classic Chinese line rushed into his mind: Don't trust a beautiful woman, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will deceive people.

After the teasing, he didn't forget the name mentioned by the woman who looked like a nine-tailed fox, Zhang Zi... So she was the Zhang Zi in the two people's words before?

Good guy, this scene looks like a big triangle!

Just because the scene looks like a big triangle doesn’t mean it’s really a big triangle. At least the people in this triangle don’t behave as strangely as the protagonists in Mary Su’s novels who are full of love and love. Before she could even finish speaking, her figure rose sharply, Nine Tails tensed like a knife and spear, and suddenly stabbed at Abe Seimei!

Nine fox tails up, down, left, and right blocked all the paths that the Onmyoji could avoid sideways. In the distance, Ashiya Michi would raise his hand and fly a spell to Abe Seimei's back, blocking his way back.

If this stabbing is firm, the Great Onmyoji will instantly become a broken sack like a sieve.

And Seimei Abe, who discovered Zhang Zi's appearance, was already vigilant, and Fu Sangshen's sword was completely unsheathed!

The nearly two-meter-long big sword is imposing, and when held in the hand, it has the pride of being a husband and wife. The part of the sword near the handle is wrapped with circles of talisman paper written with cinnabar. This big sword Immediately covered with a strange evil spirit, the long knife slashed towards Zhang Zi's fox tail. Zhang Zi originally planned to resist, but when the blade was about to approach the tail, an extremely dangerous premonition buzzed in her brain, and she almost Instinctively, the two tails were pulled away.

The Odachi fell dangerously close to the edge of the fox's tail, and the snow-white fox fur brushed by the blade was instantly scorched black and curly, showing a terrifying blue-black. Zhang Zi moved his eyes away from Abe Seimei, and looked coldly at the Fusangshen who didn't pay special attention.

Taking this opportunity, the Onmyoji easily slipped out of the gap in the encirclement, opened the bat fan with a clatter, covering the lower half of his face, narrowed his long and narrow eyes into the shape of a crescent moon, and smiled happily: "The special way to suppress demons and ghosts!" The charm is very effective, isn't it? Your Highness Zhang Zi."

Zhang Zi didn't pay attention to him any more, and the long sword she held in her hand as an ornament shook slightly after she missed a hit just now, Nine Tails caressed the hilt with her fingertips lovingly, and looked at Fu Sangshen: "Suppress demons and ghosts!" What a coincidence, I have here... a sword that has killed gods."

The big demon of Nine Tails confronts the god born from the sword. Zhang Zi doesn't know swordsmanship, and he is fighting with the big monster's physical fitness and excellent reflexes, while Fu Sangshen is born with superb swordsmanship. The two fought equally, but it seemed that the two onmyojis had nothing to do.

It can't be said that there is nothing to do...

They are crazily interfering with each other's actions with spells. While manipulating the evil ghosts and monsters below to kill them, they are trying to contain Zhang Zi and Fu Sangshen's actions.

The stalemate between the two sides ended with a dagger thrown by Zhou Jianqing.

This wasn't supposed to be a battle he could intervene in, but as more and more evil spirits poured out from the ghost gate of the underworld, he suddenly realized one thing. Kyoto, he can certainly save his life here, but what about the other members of the vanguard team?What about the survivors hiding in the corner and waiting for rescue?

They... probably couldn't escape the killing of these evil spirits no matter what.

And the current situation, like a completely balanced balance, only needs one finger to press lightly——

He pulled out enough to be a tool to upset the balance.

The military dagger used to dismantle the corpse is sharp and presses the hand, and the professionally trained soldier throws it forcefully at Fu Sangshen, whose back is facing him. This is not fatal to Fusangshen, who has the body of a god. Attack, but he still subconsciously distracted.

Just such a distraction, a snow-white fox tail that had been waiting for an opportunity to hide on the side jumped out like lightning, and directly penetrated his chest, followed by Tian Congyun's sharp blade.

The sharp-edged taitai shattered inch by inch, turning into dust in the void.

After destroying the big sword that was loyal to the Lord, Zhang Zi gathered his blood-stained tail, turned around dignifiedly, and restored his previous elegant and graceful demeanor. Twelve single clothes are not suitable for opening and closing movements. She took light steps and placed her hands in front of her body—if what she was holding was not the murder weapon Ama Congyun but a painting fan sprinkled with gold, this would be a picture of a lady that could be painted.

"It's really—"

A flash of surprise flashed in Abe Seimei's eyes. Before he had time to turn his gaze to Zhou Jianqing, who was fishing in troubled waters, the smiling Zhang Zi came to him. When Tian Congyun was about to cut off his head as scheduled, Ashiya Daoman appeared like a ghost Behind her, both hands embraced the slender and petite Zhang Zi, holding Tian Congyun instead of her: "The sin of murder is much heavier than erasing an insignificant fusangshen."

He said this sentence of unknown meaning, and the cold light of the clouds in the sky pierced the dark night.

The gate of ghosts that continuously poured out evil spirits collapsed as if they had lost their support, and the whole world fell into a weird distortion. The heavens and the earth were reversed, mountains and rivers were separated, and the panicked survivors ran on the backs of the ghosts, and the evil spirits devoured the living. Turned into devouring his own siblings.

Everything is out of order and everything is being re-established.

The sunshine of reality is shining into this land of ghosts and ghosts.