Why is My Second Dimension Weird?

He coughed violently and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

A gleam flashed in Xu Ming's eyes.

These guys really have an organization behind them.

"Then let me put it another way. You just need to tell me some unimportant information, such as the name of your organization and how many people there are. I'll check the rest by myself. How about it?"

"This……"

There was a trace of hesitation in the eyes of 'mouse'.

Xu Ming shook the first aid kit in his hand, and said temptingly:

"There are medical medicines for hemostasis here, and you should also bring magic tools to treat injuries. As long as you handle it properly, you still have a high chance of surviving."

The "mouse" who repeatedly jumped between survival and "loyalty" finally chose survival.

"Okay! Let me say! Our organization is called 'Dark Alliance'. I don't know how many people there are in the organization. The core members of the organization are the 'Leader' and 'Yueyomi'. Every time we are summoned by the 'Leader', we will wear a mask..."

As 'Mouse' was talking, a purple-black light suddenly appeared from his mouth, and his expression instantly became extremely frightened.

"Leader! Wait! I did not betray! This kid forced me! Leader! Spare me!"

However, soon the face of 'Mouse' and even the skin of his whole body turned purple-black, and his voice began to become hoarse and obscure, like a scratched tape.

Xu Ming was taken aback by the accident that happened to him, and quickly backed away, while subconsciously holding the cross on his chest with his palm.

Immediately afterwards, the whole body of 'Mouse' quickly melted under his nose, turning into a puddle of foul-smelling black mud.Xu Ming took a deep breath.

The organization behind the 'rat' is not small, and it is definitely a murderous desperado, he must be careful in the future.

After dealing with the 'mouse', Xu Ming looked playfully at Huijing who was lying on the ground.

"Great monk, I saved your life again, what should I say now?"

Monk Huijing suddenly wrinkled his nose, eyebrows, and mouth into a ball, with a troubled expression on his face.

He rubbed his bare forehead with his hands vigorously, and a lot of blood oozes from the wound because of his excessive movements.

Seeing his actions, Xu Ming couldn't help complaining in his heart.

You guy must have been bald by yourself, right?

After a while, Monk Huijing seemed to have figured it out, and replied in a low voice:

"I owe you two lives now, and I will definitely find a way to pay you back."

Xu Ming spread his hands.

"as long as you are happy."

Then Xu Ming lent the first aid medicine that he hadn't used just now to the great monk, and asked him to treat the wound.

This great monk is quite trustworthy.

He didn't seem to think about making trouble for Xu Ming anymore.

It was getting late at this time, so Xu Ming temporarily decided to rest here for one night, and then set off for the top of the mountain tomorrow.

Monk Huijing had just bandaged the wound, so it was naturally inconvenient to leave, so she also stayed at the hot spring hotel.

After a casual dinner with biscuits and mineral water, Xu Ming found an empty bedroom and began to rest.

But before the rest, Xu Ming kept Fujino Asakami and Haruyuki Arita guarding him very vigilantly, and told him to wake him up immediately if something happened.

The great monk also found an empty room by himself to rest.

Silent all night.

Early in the morning of the second day, after a casual breakfast, several people set off to the top of Monster Mountain again.

Soon, after crossing the volcanic hot spring area, a group of people came to a wooden bridge.

On the opposite side of the bridge is the top of Youkai Mountain, on which stands a huge and towering castle tower, which is the end of the festival.

As soon as the great monk arrived, he immediately walked towards the bridge carelessly, and Xu Ming quickly grabbed him.

"What are you doing?"

The great monk glared at him.

Xu Ming pointed to the bridgehead, motioning him to look over.

As it was nearing the end point, many people gathered at the bridgehead.

Most of them are entwined with a lot of purple monsters, and there are quite a few monsters who died in their hands.

After all, most of the people who can come here are the outstanding ones who participated in this festival.

But they all stopped at the head of the bridge without taking a step across the thunder pond, as if they were waiting for something.

The great monk touched his bald forehead subconsciously, and muttered something in his mouth.

"It's really troublesome, you are so timid, you might as well go home early."

It's just that monk Huijing's loud voice and his 'soft complaint' were heard by everyone present.

Immediately, someone spoke up, sarcastically saying:

"Vald donkey! You can do it, you go!"

Monk Huijing stared at her eyes like copper bells, and shook her fist as big as a sand bowl.

"If you dare to say that I'm bald, I'll smash your head flat! Do you believe it?"

"Humph!"

Perhaps it was the monk Huijing who was well-known (naive), who made a mockery of the man, not knowing whether he was afraid of his strength or something, snorted coldly, turned his head, and put on a look that he didn't care about Monk Huijing.

Monk Huijing spat carelessly to the ground.

"Bah! There's no fucking stuff, I'll fuck if I fuck!"

After speaking, he actually walked towards the bridge carelessly.

A trace of anger and resentment flashed across the man's eyes, but when he saw Monk Huijing really walking towards the bridge, a gloating expression appeared on his face.

The other people standing in front of the bridge also stared at Monk Huijing coldly, their eyes full of mockery.

Xu Ming watched all this with cold eyes.

He didn't go reckless with the great monk.

So many people gathered here and did not move forward, it shows that this bridge must be dangerous, and it is not small.

Only fools charged straight up.

Xu Ming glanced at the big bald head that glistened in the sun and dazzled the eyes.

Calling him a bald donkey really didn't do him wrong.

Bald and stubborn and stupid.

Xu Ming didn't have the obligation to remind the great monk, not to mention that he had saved him twice, the Tiantai sect behind the great monk had a problem with him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Monk Huijing quickly stepped onto the bridge.

At first glance, the bridge seems to be just an old-fashioned wooden bridge that is very common in Japan and appears in period dramas.

The bridge deck made of wooden boards, and the fence next to it, which is not much higher than a human thigh, are all painted vermilion.

At this moment, a sad singing sound came from the bridge.

The other onlookers were immediately shocked, showing their eyes watching a play.

A pair of malicious eyes stared at the monk Huijing who was striding up the bridge.

Xu Ming suddenly felt blurred, and at some point, a woman wearing a white kimono and holding a white paper umbrella appeared in the middle of the bridge.

She was standing by the bridge, facing the outside of the bridge. The paper umbrella blocked the upper half of her face, revealing only half of her fair and delicate cheeks and a pair of lips that were redder than blood.

The pair of bright red lips opened and closed, and the mournful singing sound seemed to come from the woman's mouth.

Qiao Ji, a name suddenly popped up in Xu Ming's mind.

She is a banshee that appears near bridges and belongs to the Japanese water spirits and water gods.He committed suicide by jumping from a bridge into the water because he was infatuated with others and could not be with the one he loved.

If a man crosses the bridge at night, he will appear and lead him into the water to drown. If a woman crosses the bridge, he will be forcibly pulled into the water.

It is a very scary monster.

Although it is not unsolvable, as long as you step on the bridge, it is basically equivalent to entering the domain of Qiao Ji. Even a very powerful onmyoji will feel very passive.

No wonder these people gathered at the bridgehead and refused to go up. They were probably waiting for a cannon fodder like the Great Monk.

Xu Ming's guess was correct.

After Qiao Ji appeared, everyone waiting at the bridgehead immediately became restless, and the situation was on the verge of breaking out.

Monk Huijing didn't know that he was in danger.

He reached out to touch his bald forehead and looked at the woman.

He only felt that the woman's singing voice was very pleasant, and he really wanted to go over and get close to her.

Gradually, Monk Huijing's eyes became dim, as if possessed by a demon, he walked slowly towards the woman.

Under the cover of the paper umbrella, the woman's red lips were slightly raised, revealing a vague sneer.

It was at this time that Monk Huijing suddenly shivered, and his eyes returned to clarity.

"Okay! You woman also plays this trick! You want to entrap me!"

He was furious, his whole body was enveloped by golden light, and he turned into a golden arhat, and he punched the woman in white!Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked.

Xu Ming seemed to have thought of something, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

He suddenly remembered that when he rescued the great monk, he was by the bathing pool of the hot spring hotel.

There are also drowning girls seducing people there.

Maybe this guy is immune to Hashihime's seduction because he has already been fooled once.

Is this the legendary stupid man has stupid blessings?

It really makes me cry.

Qiao Ji also seemed completely irritated by the monk's actions.