Death I have hundreds of millions of believers

Chapter 8
Record, videotape!

Cang Jie's scalp went numb, and his body shivered involuntarily.

Damn it, it really is the midnight bell!
He looked at it carefully, but didn't feel anything strange from the video tape.

Why can't you see it?Is this a coincidence?
"Meow~" The black cat in his arms uttered softly, waking him up from his contemplation.

"Ah, sorry! Go on, please."

Asakawa nodded and began to speak slowly.

"Just last Wednesday, my niece Tomoko Oishi died suddenly at home. After I inquired, I found out that her death was exactly the same as that of the men and women who died in the suburban woods published in the morning paper. They were both..."

"Scared to death?"

"Yes, yes, you also know about it?" She obviously didn't expect Sosuke to know about it.

"Well, because I am also a student of Shengqi High School."

Asakawa nodded suddenly, "It turns out that you and Tomoko are from the same school, so it's no wonder."

Suddenly she saw that Cang Jie was looking at her with strange eyes, and she yelled in horror.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I-is there something wrong with my face?"

"It's okay, but Ms. Asakawa's face is a bit haggard, you continue."

Cangsuke shook his head and returned a sunny smile.

But this was just to comfort her, but the fact was that her face suddenly became distorted and blurred just now.

It's like a sketch that has been erased by an eraser, and it looks extremely weird.

Although it only recovered in an instant, he was sure that he read it correctly.

Looking at the people behind him out of the corner of his eyes, he found that only his sister and that Kunimura had something strange on their faces, but Yamada and the others didn't seem to see anything.

Paranormal phenomena?But why is there no fluctuation in spiritual pressure?

Ye Yi took a look at the doubtful young man with a smile on his face.

There is a strange spiritual pressure mark hidden on this woman's body. You can't feel it now, unless...you can awaken the power of death.

Asakawa believed Sosuke's words, and she let out a long breath.

"The day before yesterday, I took my son to Tomoko's funeral, and found a receipt from a photo studio in her room, so I went to pick up the photo, and it turned out..."

Asakawa's body could not suppress the trembling, which seemed extremely terrifying.

"I found that their faces were all blurred in the photo, but the sign of the hotel behind them was clearly visible!"

Is there such a plot?Cang Jie tilted his head and thought for a while, it seems to be there.In his previous life, he only watched it once when he was in school, and he can't remember the specific plot for a long time.

However, this distorted face should represent being cursed, after all, photos sometimes show a person's true condition.

"Yesterday, according to the name of the hotel on the photo, I went to the leisure center in Izu, where I found this video tape, which is full of strange and weird pictures."

"There's a volcano erupting, a woman combing her hair in front of a mirror, and a big eye with the character '贞' in it! And finally there's a well."

"Just as I turned off the TV, the phone rang suddenly. After I answered it, it was full of harsh noises. I, I was very scared..."

Asakawa's body began to tremble violently, as if he was about to be whipped out.

It really is Sadako, but I don't know whether Sadako in the world of death wears a mask or not...

"It's okay, Ms. Asakawa, it's all over, I will definitely be able to remove the curse for you!" Cangsuke's voice was firm.

In the past six months, he has developed a lot of comforting skills. After all, that face is right here. Isn't that beautiful young man delicious?

"I-I believe Kitahara-kun!"

Asakawa nodded heavily. Although it was chaotic just now, how could she not hear the cries of more than 3000 people?This should have been my best choice!

"Okay, then wait a moment, I'll go and deal with the matter over there."

Asakawa immediately bowed apologetically: "Sorry, because I wasted everyone's time."

"It's okay." Cangsuke smiled, then turned to look at Fukuyama: "I've already taken over this matter, do you have anything else to say?"

Fukuyama smiled cruelly: "Let's go!"

The ones he brought to show off followed his ass with their heads drooping one by one, and walked away in disgrace.

Only Fatty Guocun was left alone in the wind...

He must not dare to go back to Ukii Hachiman Shrine, but where will he stay tonight?The hotel is probably full at this time!

"Sister, hold it for me..." Mai listened carefully, then nodded heavily, and quickly ran to the shrine.

"I have to trouble Mr. Yamada to find a place to live for Priest Kunimura, and then just send me the bill."

Yamada waved his hands repeatedly: "Hey, how can I ask you for money for such a trivial matter? Leave it to me!"

He turned his head and looked at the slightly westward sun: "Yo, it's getting late, and I have to send these employees back."

"Don't be busy, give me some more time, I won't let everyone help me in vain no matter what!"

"Cangsuke, take, here it is...!"

Mai ran out of it panting, holding a long bag of more than 40 centimeters in his hand.

"Thank you for your hard work, sister, now it's up to me! I haven't practiced for a long time, so I don't know if I'm rusty or not."

"How come, our Sosuke is the best!" Mai waved her small fists, cheering him on.

He opened the bag with a smile and pulled out a 45cm black fife from it.

In his previous life, he liked playing the flute very much. After passing through, he let Mai teach Kagura flute for several months, and finally learned a few Shinto Kagura.

"Cang Jie is here to thank everyone for coming to help me today. As a little palace secretary, I can't repay you. I can only present a life-saving song and pray for everyone's peace of mind!"

Fearing that the more than 3000 people would not be able to hear him, he even used spiritual pressure to vibrate his vocal cords, and the sound was like a loudspeaker broadcast.

Yamada and others just felt that the beautiful young man was very confident, but the fat man with psychic ability took a breath of air.

Such a strong Reiatsu, this Miyajiyo is too strong!Even the seventy and eighty high-level people in the main hall of the shrine probably have such a strong spiritual pressure.

Is this kid really just a 15-year-old high school student?

I have checked his information before, and the eighteen generations of ancestors have not mixed blood with the Quincy Master, otherwise those old stubborns would have already bragged about him and taken him into the main hall of the shrine to confess.

But why does he, an ordinary person, practice so fast?This doesn't make sense!

Kitahara Sosuke just put the kagura flute to his mouth, before he could blow it, he heard a shout behind him.

"Wait, how can you play Kagura flute without Kagura dance? I'll be with you!"

At some point, Mai took out a golden Kagura bell, threw off the red-buttoned straw sandals, and stepped on the ground with her snow-white footbags.

Aosuke opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

My sister likes to be clean the most, and she has never stepped on the floor with her socks.It seems that she is going all out today.

In the Shinto system, the most professional job of a shrine maiden is actually to dance Kagura dances in large-scale sacrifices, to get a drink or something, just dance.

The melodious sound of the flute sounded like clear springs and flowing water, and also like the wind in the jungle, which made people feel calm when they heard it.

Coupled with the crisp bell sound, it is crisp and sweet, and the five colored streamers hanging on the tail of the Kagura bell flutter and scatter in Mai's hands from time to time, shining like clouds.

More than 3000 people at the scene were dumbfounded, beautiful, so beautiful!The beauty is beyond words.

Hibari Sakai was leaning on the motorcycle, holding a lady's cigarette in his mouth, looking at the beautiful boy who was playing with blurred eyes, and his ears were filled with moving music.

As for Mai, who was dancing beside her, she was automatically ignored.

Because she was so engrossed, she even forgot to spit out the cigarette butt after she smoked it. The spark hit her lips so hard that she quickly spit out the cigarette butt because it was so hot.

But at the same time, her face flushed abnormally, as if what burned her just now was not a cigarette butt, but...

In the void more than ten meters above the ground, a dark red gate suddenly appeared, on which were carved two huge skulls with bandages on their heads but with two horns.

There were only three spikes stuck in the upper body, and the skeleton's hand was stuck in the crack of the door. After pulling hard, the door slowly opened, and an illusory figure came out from inside.

"Has it only been a few days? It seems that this experiment failed again!" Mirai Beihara covered his forehead with his hands and shook his head helplessly.

"I originally wanted to go back to the time when Sadako was sealed, but it seems I can only wait until next time."

"Speaking of which, at this point in time, there are still two months before we meet Masaki-san and Ichigo-chan. This is really thirteen years old!"

Suddenly, he lowered his head and saw the mixed-race girl leaning on the motorcycle below, with a flash of complexity and reminiscence in her eyes.

"lark……"

But Sakai couldn't see him at all, staring at the beautiful boy playing the flute without blinking, his face was full of intoxication.

Xuying Beiyuan smiled, but there was sadness in his eyes that couldn't be resolved.

"No wonder you still want me to play this piece of music even to the last moment of your life. So that's how it is..."

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the sadness in his heart.

"Don't worry, I will definitely reverse the future, come out of hell, and make you all alive!"

　ps: The station short has come, starting from tomorrow the oolong will evolve into a two-gen beast.

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