Human dimension reduction

Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and strangers close their doors.

The people in Kyoto are well versed in various tricks to save their lives. In this season when gods and ghosts coexist, every house will close its doors at night, and there will be police officers patrolling the night. One is to prevent theft and other evil deeds. The second is to protect innocent people.

Kyoto at night belongs to gods and ghosts.

But today is a special day, the sky has not yet completely darkened, and the setting sun hangs in a half circle on the horizon. There is a saying in the Yin and Yang Tao that the setting sun is the time to encounter demons. People with strong inspiration will occasionally see early ghosts in the evening. Not really a surprise - as it should be.

Outside the Suzaku Gate, which is directly opposite to Ouchi, is Suzaku Street, which runs north and south in Kyoto. This street is wide and flat, and there are countless pedestrians during the day. It is a road very familiar to warriors, commoners and dignitaries.

The Suzaku Street, which used to be orderly in the past, is now in chaos, everyone is running for their lives in panic, a few scattered ox carts are abandoned in the middle of the road, there are dark red blood spatters on the road, and suspicious red White pulp, the samurai driving the car and his followers are all gone, apparently deserting their master and fleeing for their lives, the timid man curled up in the corner, unable to even walk, murmuring the titles of various gods and Buddhas in his mouth , desperately praying that these wandering ghosts could not see themselves.

"Where, where, fresh... the smell of people..."

"Eat, eat, eat, eat!"

"Cuckoo, cluck... puchi, cluck... cluck—"

Viscous, weird sounds, mixed with deep grunts and sharp laughter, all kinds of strange sounds resounded on Suzaku Street, the arthropod bristles rubbed against each other to make a sound similar to human beings, luring the living people who were hiding to come out, However, this method is not easy to use after only one time. The monster who ate a living person as he wished could not help being mixed with excited rustling sounds. This inhuman sound prevented more people from huddling together for warmth. , and the monsters that failed to hunt were quickly torn apart and devoured by the same kind.

They are faithfully carrying out the orders of their masters.

- Hunt, devour, and eat all living things that make them stronger.

The bustling Suzaku Street has become a hell on earth. The monsters that can only be seen in the ghost book gather together, roaring and screaming to hunt passers-by. companions.

The kappa, which lost half of its body, still had a leg belonging to a little miscellaneous demon in its mouth. Yatengu's wings were torn off alive with half of its shoulders and ribs. Without realizing it, they were still searching for suitable prey.

This kind of terrifying scene, which cannot be seen even in Hell Transformation, happened a quarter of an hour ago. At that time, Suzaku Street was still peaceful. No one noticed the young man who came out from the corner gate of Suzaku Gate. Tick-tock dripping blood, holding a young girl in his arms who couldn't see her face clearly, with a weird smile on her face that sent chills down her spine.

The guards guarding the gate of the palace had noticed him early in the morning. Such a disrespectful description, but he came out of the palace smoothly?The guard thought so, who is that person in his arms?Judging by the clothes, he is a very noble person, how can he be hugged like this——

The guard then yelled at the person who came: "Please stop!"

Eh, this is, what's wrong?

The sound—seems to have disappeared?Why can't you move your hands and feet?

The young man in his arms passed by the guards calmly, passed through the Suzaku Gate, and stood facing Suzaku Avenue.

What a peaceful scene... People come and go, everyone has their own little troubles on their faces, civilians rushing home, nobles who are surrounded by servants in a bullock cart, and wearing props A samurai swaggering down the road.

At the end of Kannazuki, at dusk, there's never been a better time.

The warlock looked down at the weakly breathing girl in his arms lovingly, with a smile on his face, he said softly: "Come out, go devour and kill, become strong enough, and then... come back to me."

"Kyoto tonight is your hunting ground."

These words were clear and deep, and none of the pedestrians who were busy walking on Suzaku Avenue heard them, but in another dimension, countless eyes lit up in the darkness one after another, with sharp claws, outstretched wings, curled Nagao... The ghosts of different shapes woke up from their slumber, followed the shikigami's instinct to listen to this voice, and roared out from behind Ashiya Doman with monstrous demonic aura!

The Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, which was supposed to happen at night, appeared on Suzaku Street at dusk, and all the living people walking here became the dishes of the ghosts.

They are crazily and irrationally grabbing all the food that can make them stronger.

The culprit who caused all this stood safely in this bloody hell, lowered his head and touched Zhangzi's forehead with his chin without changing his expression, and coaxed a child: "Wait a little longer, hold on a little longer, it will be over soon .”

Taking advantage of the convenient location, Yinyangliao found out the terrible news after the incident. The emperor who heard the mutation rolled his eyes and almost fainted. Half of the manpower could be allocated to surround the Emperor's Qingliang Palace on three floors and three floors outside, and the remaining half rushed to the Suzaku Gate to arrest the villains.

Ashiya Michimitsu didn't even bother to look at the group of onmyoji, raised his hand and held them down with a few shikigami, and kicked them back to the Suzaku gate one by one. The necessary means of the shogunate, the emperor may take the initiative to ask if it is necessary to do it again.

His only concern was—

The air that was occupied by the tengus suddenly heard the sound of the wheel hub whistling, and a tengu wailed and hit the ground straight, and was bitten by the neck by the hairy whore, but she only took one bite and let out the sound of being burned Screaming sharply, there was a long feathered arrow sticking out of Tengu's back, and when she touched it, it gave off a milky cold light.

Ashiya Michiken stared at the arrow, then slowly raised his head, the hovering tengu was shocked and backed away, a large car with a terrifying woman's face was surrounded by blue flames, hovering in mid-air, wearing The big onmyoji in hunting clothing was in a hurry, he didn't wear a black hat on his head, and there was no smile in his long, fox-like eyes. He held a simple longbow in one hand, stepped on the hub, and looked down at him .

The cold gale in the air made Onmyoji's wide sleeves and the hem of his clothes rattle, and the slightly sharp outline of his jaw was clearly visible.

Ashiya Michimi twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled with a good temper as if nothing had happened: "Master Seimei is really a big battle."

Abe Seimei lowered his eyes to look at him, his gaze swept across the blood-stained Suzaku Street, he raised his hand to hold the bow without saying a word, and wiped the bowstring with the other hand, an illusory feathered arrow quickly solidified On the bow, the tip of the arrow pointed steadily at Ashiya Michimitsu's head through the air.

The evil magician looked at him with a smile, and Abe Seimei looked at him for a moment, then he loosened his finger suddenly, and the feathered arrow flew out of the string, and shot towards Ashiya Michimitsu's face!

Warlock stood there without changing his expression, and Xianxin pressed Zhang Zi's head lightly on his chest with one hand. When the feathered arrow was only one foot away from him, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him, as if the sword pierced the full moon. With the brilliance, he cut the feather arrow in half, and the blade's edge remained undiminished, and it hit another long knife hidden behind it silently.

The ear-piercing piercing sound was like tearing silk, and golden sparks splashed and jumped between the gaps where the blades collided and tore.

Ashiya Michimitsu watched the two shikigami's fighting style, and one of the shikigami who was holding a dagger immediately understood, and forcibly took the other shikigami away from where Michimi was standing.

After confirming his safety, the evil magician raised his head to look at Abe Seimei, who had missed in one shot: "Master Seimei, is he also a person who knows how to use sneak attacks?"

The Great Onmyoji guarding the capital glanced at him expressionlessly, evoked a unemotional smile, and passed the longbow in his hand to his side, and a faint phantom turned into a human figure and raised his hand to take it Longbow: "I'm not good at using bows and arrows. It's a pity that I didn't give Lord Daoman a gift that is heavy enough."

What this ironic "gift" is, both parties know each other well, what Ashiya Doman wants to say, Abe Seimei slips the bat fan in his sleeve to the palm of his hand, and points to the chaos on Suzaku Avenue below: "Master Doman Aren't you going to gather your shikigami together?"

Ashiya Michimitsu asked: "Why should I care about them? Ah... But, if Master Seimei is willing, I don't mind you teaching them a lesson. I have admired the shikigami under Master Seimei... for a long time."

He slowly uttered the last word with the tip of his tongue pressed, his tone was lingering and weird, and his eyes were full of candid calculations.

Eating more living people is not enough, not enough, even devouring each other is not enough, not enough, if you want to gain the power to support the birth of a big monster, these wastes in Ashiya Michiman's hands are not enough, but it doesn't matter, listen It is said that Abe Seimei is in charge of the Hyakki Night Walk in Kyoto, there are many powerful monsters in it, if you can eat them all...

As long as Ashiya Michimitsu made up his mind not to take back the shikigami, these destructive shikigami could completely wash away the capital overnight, but if Abe Seimei is still willing to protect the capital, he must summon the Hyakki Yakami to suppress the chaos.

Two of the most powerful onmyojis in the world looked at each other from a distance, one had a wild smile, the other had a cold expression, the last rays of the setting sun on the horizon were swallowed up by the night, and the orange halo gradually dissipated, becoming more and more serious in Ashiya Doman. With joyful eyes, Abe Seimei put two fingers together and lightly wiped the bat fan bone. With the closed fan suddenly opened, a golden pentagram condensed into shape, and countless strange figures appeared from nothingness to reality.

"Heaven and earth change, light and darkness overturn—"

Like a dome, Kyoto suddenly fell into a very dark polar night, the petiteness of women, the whispers of evil spirits, the howling of the wind, the bitterness of the snow...

"—Hundred ghosts at night."

It was Ashiya Michimitsu who murmured these words. When he felt the monstrous aura like a flood opening, he became uncontrollably excited, not entirely because he saw more prey that could be hunted. There is also the pleasure of feeling an evenly matched opponent.

The Hyakki Night Walk in Kyoto is led by Abe Seimei, the most outstanding great onmyoji in the world. The snow girl in white clothes and white hair touched the blood-stained ground with her bare feet. The tightly closed Jing Ji covered the lower half of her face with her sleeves, and the beautiful fox demon gracefully let out her fluffy fox tail. The big monsters stood behind Abe Seimei obediently according to their temper, with a magnificent momentum .

"The smell of human blood is so strong...Master Qingming, where are you going today?" The great demon, who by nature despises humans, turned a blind eye to the tragedy in front of him, his eyes were full of only the great onmyoji who summoned them.

"Those—" Abe Seimei just wanted to explain the current situation to them, and Ashiya Michimitsu, who had been standing there, laughed.

"Great, great, Zhang Zi, see, you can have enough power." The evil magician said softly, as his words fell, a cold wind blew up on the flat ground, Xue Nu frowned She raised her hand to freeze the raging wind. Outside of her protection, the trees on the entire Suzaku Avenue fell, and the weaker monsters were directly blown away by the wind. The sensitive perception of the big monsters quickly gave them a signal——

A powerful companion appeared.

In addition to the shikigami thrown out by Ashiya Michiman as cannon fodder and consumables, new shikigami appeared.

The bhikkhuni holding blue lotus flowers in both hands is sitting on the shoulders of the stone Buddha, his eyebrows are downcast and his face is compassionate, the floating Qiao Ji and the bone girl are standing with their backs, and the half-human, half-snake snake-born boy spits out snake letters with admiration on his face Holding the corner of Doman's clothes tightly, the big tengu's wings are stretched and his expression is peaceful. On the rolling water, there are ama sitting on a flower boat, and the evil spirit with sharp horns and one eye is holding a tearing head in each of its four hands. , in the shape of the Dharma protector sitting in front of the Buddha, as well as Huashengji, Guitongzi and other ghosts who have just opened their spiritual wisdom.

Ashiya Michimitsu has been walking around for many years, and of course he has subdued many monsters. Even a batch of weak waste that has been thrown out as consumables is enough for him to pull off a hyakki night walk comparable to Abe Seimei.

The two Hundred Ghosts' Night Parade confronted each other, and the soaring demonic aura had already broken through the inner and outer barriers of the Great Hall.

Ashiya Michimitsu's move is not crazy to use two night fights of hundreds of ghosts as a stepping stone for Zhang Zi's rebirth. He didn't even think about what he would do if he was the one who lost.

Abe Seimei realized what he wanted to do the first time he saw the prince in his arms, raised his bat fan and pressed it down to face the provocative monsters behind him: "Turning a human into a demon is an act against the heavens, Zhang Zi Your Highness will not accept it."

The warlock with red eyes used all his attention to catch Zhang Zi's weak breathing, and only slightly raised his eyelids after hearing this: "She will be willing——she told me that she wants to live."

Even if you want to live, it shouldn't be a youkai.

Abe Seimei didn't continue talking, Ashiya Michimitsu, who was in a hurry, had already let go of his control over the ghosts.

The center of Kyoto suddenly exploded with a loud bang, and the ancient capital of the dynasty was instantly reduced to a hell chased by demons and ghosts.

Even humans with low inspiration can see the hideous and terrifying monsters in front of the window, and those inhuman creatures are everywhere. They wantonly capture everyone they can see on the street, and raise their hands to tear open their chests to snatch their flesh and blood. Internal organs, chaos spread rapidly from Suzaku Street, bloody smell mixed with evil spirit rose into the sky.

Fu Sangshen, who had vertical pupils, was inseparable from Shi Buddha, and the blade collided with white marks on the stone; The big tengu raised his hand and cut off one of the fox's tails, at the cost of paying half of its wings; the waves of the sea girls covered the wide road in an instant, and Jing Ji came silently from behind her. Swimming up, sticking to the back of the diver, a simple bronze mirror was pulled between the hands, and the diver who looked at the mirror was stiff all over...

Ashiya Michimitsu stood at the gate of Suzaku far away from the battlefield, and beside him was a bhikkhuni holding lotus flowers. Accompanied by the brutal fight, he simply sat down where he was, carefully placed Zhang Zi on his lap, leaned on his body, and stepped on the ground. Abe Seimei, who was in the obscurity car, raised his hand to seal, trying to bring the battlefield within a controllable range.

In the palace that they all ignored, the undertaker lit the dim blue lights and walked out of the palace where he had been imprisoned for a long time.