Thriller Night Talk

Japan's native religion is Shintoism.

Shintoism is mainly based on nature worship and ancestor worship. It belongs to the belief of panspiritual polytheism. It believes that everything has a spirit. In nature, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, birds, animals, flowers, plants and trees can all become gods.

Even the family that Akihiko Yamamoto returned to enshrined a thousand-year-old tree in the courtyard as the god of the town house.

But after carefully reviewing the ancient books, Akihiko Yamamoto finally confirmed one thing, that is, there are many spirits that can be enshrined as gods, but those who need to find ways to imprison them are often powerful enough to exceed the range that ordinary people can control , and extremely vicious and hostile.

More importantly, "prisoner gods" often hold resentment towards their masters because they are not willing to be imprisoned in a certain place.

Although they will also fulfill the wishes of the family master like other house gods, and because of their own strength, they will fulfill the wishes more thoroughly, but in contrast, the "prisoner god" will be like a bottomless pit that can never be filled Similarly, devouring everything around him as his own nourishment, including wealth, blessings, fortune and even life.

Akihiko Yamamoto had heard that Chen Dafa's wife and two sons were dead, and had attended several funerals of his "brothers".

In the past, Akihiko Yamamoto felt strange only by intuition, but since he guessed that Chen Dafa was offering "Prisoner God" in his home, Akihiko Yamamoto was convinced that whether it was Chen Dafa's wife and children, or those adopted sons he adopted, they were all just him. The pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep raised as sacrifices are nothing more than that.

Ordinary people may feel fear, contempt, or admiration after learning the secrets about the "Prisoner God". They may even develop greed for their own, like Chen Dafa did at the beginning, and would not hesitate to kill people. Snatch the "Prisoner God" from his previous master.

The same goes for Akihiko Yamamoto.

But what he longed for was not money, official career or longevity.

What he wants is the "Prisoner God" itself.

For a magician, there is nothing more alluring than a powerful slave.

Akihiko Yamamoto has always been conceited and extremely confident in his talents and abilities.

He felt that he was only one step away from the top onmyoji, and what he lacked was a powerful enough envoy.

So he aimed at Chen Dafa's "Prisoner God", and made up his mind that he must get him no matter what.

As for whether he has the ability to refine it into a servant after he gets it, this is not at all considered by Akihiko Yamamoto, who has always been extremely conceited.

And when Akihiko Yamamoto was still struggling with how to deal with Chen Dafa, who was far away across the ocean, Chen Dafa's lawyer team sent him an email.

——This must be the will of God Amaterasu.

Akihiko Yamamoto thought of this while walking.

Chen Dafa was already terminally ill at this time, with more breaths than breaths, and he was about to return home at any moment, it was impossible for him to interrogate the whereabouts of the "Prisoner God".

However, this naturally did not trouble Akihiko Yamamoto.

As an onmyoji who has achieved a small degree of skill, Akihiko Yamamoto, like Beiquan, has mastered certain secret techniques, including "searching for the soul", a "forbidden technique" that must not be used easily in the family .

Soul search is very similar to the "empathy" often used by Beiquan to a certain extent, both of which directly "read" the memory of the target.

It's just that the biggest difference between soul searching and empathy is that empathy requires the user's soul to leave the body and "possess" the target, while soul searching is much simpler and cruder.

"Soul Search" will forcibly act on the soul of the target, and extract the memory that the operator wants to obtain. As a result, the target will often have a mental breakdown due to too strong mental shock, and become stupid from then on, unable to use it anymore. Live like a normal person.

However, Akihiko Yamamoto didn't care about Chen Dafa's life and death at all, so naturally he didn't care about using forbidden techniques on him.

——Find the Prisoner God, and kill all those who know it.

Akihiko Yamamoto had such calculations in his heart.

He didn't care about the inheritance of 40 billion US dollars. Naturally, he was not like Daniel. He had to pay attention to the order of the first and last, and he had to leave witnesses, and he also had to worry about whether he would be exposed to the police.

The only concern for Akihiko Yamamoto was the magician who didn't know where he was hiding.

Thinking of this, Akihiko Yamamoto pulled up his right sleeve, exposing his wrist.

On his right wrist, there was a large wound in black, red and yellow, extending from the wrist to the inside of the elbow. The flesh was turned outward, and it was very serious at first glance.

This is the burn he got last night.

Just the day before, he released a scarecrow puppet to explore the way for himself, but the scarecrow puppet never came back, and was destroyed with a fire attack, causing him to be backlashed by the spell, leaving a large burn on his wrist.

Akihiko Yamamoto is very confident in his abilities, and he also knows that his scarecrow puppet is definitely not a gadget that can be destroyed casually.

Therefore, even if he was reluctant to admit it, Akihiko Yamamoto had to be wary of another spellcaster hiding somewhere.

In his opinion, the other person must have come for the "Prisoner God".

Since they are competitors, there is no possibility of cooperation.

In order to get rid of the competitor and at the same time keep the secret that the "Prisoner God" fell into his hands, his only choice is to kill the opponent first...

Akihiko Yamamoto pulled down his sleeves and pressed his wound through a layer of fabric.

At this moment, he heard the rapid footsteps of thick-soled boots on the ground from the opposite direction behind him.

The next second, a gunman appeared at the corner of the corridor.

The man saw Akihiko Yamamoto at a glance, shouted, and raised his gun at him.

However, Akihiko Yamamoto moved faster than the opponent.

Several black shadows jumped out of Akihiko Yamamoto's sleeves like spirit snakes, flew towards the gangster, and got into his seven orifices.

Just like the previous time, the gangster covered his head and face, fell to the ground, and let out a miserable scream.

Black blood gushed out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but after a few seconds, he was completely dead.

Akihiko Yamamoto walked a few steps quickly, came to the dead gangster, and retracted the few black shadows that had just been released.

——If the target of another magician is also "Prisoner God", then he will definitely go to Chen Dafa.

Akihiko Yamamoto raised his head and glanced at the stairs leading to the second floor.

——We can’t just go up directly like this, we must take precautionary measures.

He gritted his teeth and took out a scarecrow from his arms.

This was the third, and only remaining, scarecrow puppet.

Akihiko Yamamoto bent down, dipped his fingers in the black pus and blood that flowed from the gangster's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, drew the facial features on the little grass man's face, and outlined a pentagram on its chest.

Then Akihiko Yamamoto dropped the straw man on the ground.

The moment it hit the ground, the scarecrow changed into another look.

"This should be okay."

Akihiko Yamamoto said in Japanese.

Then he turned and, together with the Scarecrow, walked up the stairs leading to the master bedroom on the second floor.

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At an angle that Akihiko Yamamoto didn't notice, there was a man sitting in the corner between a brass grandfather clock and the wall, covering his mouth tightly with his hand, so as not to scream out of panic.

That was the last of the four heirs to the estate, Juan.

It never occurred to him that he didn't come down for dinner just because he was unwell, and such a terrible change had taken place in the mansion.

When Juan vaguely heard gunshots in the bedroom on the third floor and found that his mobile phone had lost signal, he was already vigilant.

He slipped out of the room cautiously, and went down to the first floor based on his memory, only to find the butler's body beaten into a hornet's nest.

Juan was naturally frightened to death, and knew that something was wrong.

He only came here for the one billion inheritance, and he didn't intend to take his own life for it.

In all kinds of panic, the only thought in Juan's mind was - I want to get out of here!

So like a hamster fleeing for his life, he cautiously moved a little bit towards the door.

Juan heard the bandit's footsteps earlier than Akihiko Yamamoto, and hid in this cramped corner one step earlier.

So he witnessed the whole process of Yamamoto Akihiko using those shadows to kill people and turning the scarecrow into a living person. Apart from being unbelievable, he felt horrified and horrified.

—that's a devil!

Juan's back was pressed against the wall, his whole body was trembling, and he could clearly hear the clucking of his teeth.

——That must be a demon from the East!

He said to himself:

——I can't stay here any longer!

——I must leave immediately!

Juan suppressed his fear and glanced in the direction of the corridor.

Akihiko Yamamoto and his scarecrow have already gone upstairs.

In the dimly lit wall lights, Juan could only see the hideous corpse lying on the ground with its facial features hollowed out.

——Let’s go now!

Juan held onto the clock with one hand and stood up staggeringly.

However, the second Juan turned around, a pair of hands stretched out from behind him, grabbing his shoulders tightly...

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"Okay, it's done."

Beiquan put down the bandit who broke into the master bedroom and clapped his hands.

Once born and twice acquainted, Wei Fuyuan didn't need Bei Quan's instructions, and went forward to tie up the gangster who was fainted by lightning, and then dragged him towards the bathroom.

"and many more!"

Beiquan stopped his assistant and touched his chin:

"I suddenly thought of a good idea."

Wei Fuyuan stopped, "What do you want?"

Beiquan glanced in the direction of the hospital bed.

Chen Dafa was lying on the bed, motionless, if not for a trace of breath, he would have looked like a mummified corpse.

"If my guess is correct, the owner of the scarecrow yesterday probably wanted the 'prisoner god' in the house."

Beiquan narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly:

"In this case, he will definitely come to find Chen Dafa, the only one who knows the whereabouts of 'Prisoner God'."

Beiquan smiled slightly at Wei Fuyuan, and made a crossed gesture with both hands:

"Come on, switch the two places."

Wei Fuyuan was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately understood what his boss meant.

So Wei Fuyuan quickly carried the dying Chen Dafa off the hospital bed, wrapped him up in a sheet, and hid him in the bathtub in the bathroom.

Although Chen Dafa and the gangster were far apart in stature, they were all bulging from a distance after the quilt was covered, and there was no obvious difference.

"okay."

With a flip of Beiquan's wrist, a Qingguang Vientiane pen was formed.

"Now, let's wait for that one to come to our door."