The Mystery of Fangshi Edo

Is it a wraith?He doesn't know how to recite Buddhist scriptures, can he use Buddhist relic rock instead?

No, think about it calmly, no matter what the current situation is, it will be too late.

Fang Shi Yangming felt that he was going to die.

For a moment, he saw the god in the mist sneering at him, but the next moment, the blade that was supposed to cut through his neck passed directly through his throat. Neck - intact, the knife did not cause any real damage just now.

He realized invisibility when he was on the verge of death... something like that is of course impossible.

So the problem lies with the attackers themselves.

The samurai who was also aware of this paused for a moment, decisively retracted his knife, and sat down directly on the carpet next to the sofa in the living room, just like a statue.Dim sunlight penetrated into the house from the window, but did not cast his shadow.

Run away now?

...No, not for now.

Fangshi Yangming was thinking while trying to calm his heartbeat. Unlike the consumerist monsters he saw in the abandoned building before, this guy seemed to be a real ghost, and possessed a considerable degree of intelligence.

The living room was messed up by the pages of the book, and the scene in front of him was beyond common sense, but fortunately, his brain was barely able to function normally.

Recently, it seems that it is particularly easy to encounter surreal things. Is it because the experience in Xiushui brought him closer to the 'over there'?

... No, thinking about it carefully, he found all these things on his own initiative.

Haha, the problem was actually me.

"Warning you, stay away quickly..." the six-eyed warrior ghost spoke slowly, interrupting Fang Shi Yangming's thinking, "Otherwise, tomorrow at this moment...you will fall to the ground with your head."

tomorrow?

Are there any special restrictions?

Seeing that Fang Shi Yangming didn't speak, but stood beside him with his eyes wide open, the ghost asked again: "What?...Can't speak because of fear?"

The young man first took a deep breath, then frowned, and said word by word: "Nonsense, you scared me to death!"

How can there be a normal person in this world who can speak well in the face of an evil spirit that just wanted to cut off his head.

Fang Shi Yangming is not the type who can be calm in the face of super-common sense existences, and his san value does not move. Like normal people, his heartbeat will speed up due to excessive stimulation, and he will even fall into madness and chaos—but often after a while, the The extraordinary flexibility of thinking can make his sanity automatically replenish.

For example, at this moment, after adapting to the shock brought by those six eyes and realizing that the other party cannot harm him temporarily, he has already escaped from the initial shock.

"Although your threat is very effective, I really don't have the money to rent another apartment." Fang Shi Yangming said solemnly, "No one would accept an excuse like 'because of being haunted'. It's okay to break the contract at that time. You won't get a penny back."

The samurai opened his eyes and looked at him - it was a little numb to be stared at by so many eyes at the same time, but the young man still read the emotion called contempt from the other's eyes.

"Placing money above life...foolish."

Is the ghost occupying the house qualified to say this?

"I have a question to ask you," said the tea-haired youth, "Which one would you choose between 'kill a tenant and make things worse' or 'coexist in harmony with human beings and help each other'?"

Since there are ghosts and monsters, there must be corresponding humans who can deal with them. ——Even if it is a guess based on empiricism, in this high-speed society, he does not believe that there is anything that is an absolute secret.

Thinking about it this way makes me feel more at ease.

Seeing that the ghost didn't answer right away, Fang Shi Yangming took the opportunity to pick up the scattered pages of the book, folded them neatly on the table, and read them in a random order after preparation, which might be more interesting than the original text.

"Since we don't want to back down, why don't we make an agreement?" He finished packing, feeling the invisible sight of the ghost behind him, and said, "Make a little bet, if you win, I will leave honestly, and I won't do anything wrong to anyone." People will reveal your affairs. If I win, let me help you find a way to solve the status quo."

It's a win-win situation for the ghosts, even if they don't like it, verbal restraints won't have any effect, just look for an opportunity to kill them.

The black-haired samurai was silent for a while, then finally nodded and said, "Yes, what are you betting on?"

Fang Shi Yangming didn't seem to notice his faint killing intent, walked to the entrance and opened the door: "Just something simple - is the next person passing by on the outside road a male or a female? To be fair, you choose first."

"……male."

"Then I'll bet it's a woman."

……

Yoshino Junpei was watching TV in the living room.

Sitting on the sofa, curled up with your knees hugged.

Get smaller, get smaller, and it would be better if you could just disappear.

But that's impossible.

Tomorrow I still have to go to school, brush past the guy who stepped on my video tape, endure the almost suffocating air, even if I escape for a few days, it will not solve any problems.

Thinking of this, Junpei felt cold hands and feet.

And my mother hasn't come home yet, logically speaking, she should have arrived 10 minutes ago.

What happened?If it's overtime, you should send me a message.

A second-rate old movie was playing on the TV, and it was already dark outside the window, but he didn't realize it, and was only immersed in his own thoughts.

until a click is heard.

"Hey, you're here, why don't you turn on the lights?" Yoshino Nagi, Junpei's mother had entered the house at some point, "You should also consider protecting your eyes while watching TV and pictures. Young people wearing glasses on the street There are more and more people."

She flicked the light switch and started changing her shoes.

"Welcome back." Junping turned to look at her, "Did you work overtime today?"

"No, when I passed by the neighbor's house just now, I saw the door was open, so I went to say hello and chat for a while, so I was delayed for a while."

"Neighbor?"

"It's the house that has been rumored to be haunted." Nagi Yoshino changed his shoes and put his bag on the chair next to him. "He moved in with a handsome guy. He's very good at making women happy. I'm a little tempted."

"……Eh?"

"Hahaha!!" Seeing the terrified expression on her son's face, she was so happy that she could hardly straighten her waist, "You don't take that expression seriously, do you? Don't worry, your mother is not interested in men who are more than ten years younger than yourself. , Oh, as expected of my son, so cute hahaha..."

"mom!"

Yoshino Junpei, who was laughed at by his mother, could only blush and protest.

"Okay, I don't have time to think about dating, I'm too busy just working," Nagi brushed her hair after changing her shoes, "That's it, I'll take off my makeup, and you take out the ingredients from the refrigerator , let’s cook fish and stew tofu tonight.”

……

"...you won."

The person who just passed by the door and came in to chat for a while was indeed a woman.

"It seems that I am very lucky today." Fang Shi Yangming said.

It can't be said that it's because he specially investigated the surrounding neighbors' information before living here. If he was found out, he might be hated by the ghost in front of him.

"Anyway, the bet is useless, just find an opportunity to kill this guy"——theoretically speaking, the ghost of the warrior in front of him should think like this.

But it's a pity that since he failed to kill himself with the first knife, he has already taken the initiative in his hands.

"Well, before I help you find out the reason for the current situation, how about at least exchanging names? My name is Fang Shi Yangming." The young man asked him, "What should I call you?"

"The address... doesn't make sense."

After becoming a ghost, everything in his life became like a layer of fog. Every time he recalled the past, he seemed to be reading someone else's story. He no longer knew what he was now.

"It's just a title." Fang Shi Yangming seemed to see what he was thinking. "You can give yourself one now. Since you are a ghost, you can do whatever you want."

...I can already see that you are very freewheeling.

The warrior ghost sighed in his heart. Although he didn't like people who were contemptuous and casual, he could tell that the person in front of him was really not afraid of him. Although his attitude was a little familiar, at least he wasn't annoying.

"Can't make a decision?" Seeing that the samurai remained silent, Fang Shiyangming thought, "At least in general terms, the reason why people respect their teachers, worship their ancestors' tombs, or stay in the land where generations have gathered is all in the final analysis. It's because humans have a 'sense of origin.' So if you're unsure, how about using the name you were originally given as a criterion?"

...the original name?

Perhaps after becoming a ghost, he regained some of the emotions he had when he was a human, so the samurai hesitated.

He obviously didn't need to tell the person in front of him his name, but it didn't seem necessary to hide it either.

Forget it, the big deal is that after telling his name, he will be beheaded in a dignified manner, and it will be regarded as a reward for helping him relieve his boredom for a while.

"Jiguoyan wins," said the warrior.

Fang Shi Yangming nodded cooperatively.

Occasionally there will be such a type, a guy who is not 'bound' by some rules but can't feel at ease, has no rules but is at a loss, a guy who is free but in trouble.

Confused and stubborn, he doesn't trust others easily, probably thinking about how to kill himself now... Nice, it's really rewarding to be met by him first.

The tea-haired young man suppressed the smile on his lips, and continued: "There is one last thing, that... They all say 'God will open a window for you when he closes the door for you', although I am an atheist, but Even if neither hell nor heaven accept your existence, there will still be somewhere to go."

"……where?"

"I don't know, but I can help you." He narrowed his eyes slightly, his light-colored pupils were clear in color, "Don't look at me like this, I have come into contact with some strange things."

For example, killers (but very cute), villages connected to the underworld, dangerous (but very cute) gods, and monsters that block the sky (but the summoner is very cute) and so on.

I haven't seen a ghost so far, and I finally met one who can communicate, and he recognized it even if it was a little dangerous... It would be better to say this.

"Why?" Ji Guoyansheng asked.

Is it finally here?The most basic reason—why do you want to help an evil spirit that just wanted to kill him.

He sorted out his thoughts, and replied: "That... as I said just now, maybe it can help you find the reason why it has become like this, and it is also to make the house live normally. That's all, just treat me as a kindness on the spur of the moment people."

Of course it's a lie.

If the real reason is known, I guess I will die before tomorrow.

So thought the young man who equated fear with fun.

The author has something to say:

The next chapter is Junpei.

By the way, Gojo Satoru of this world line didn't kill Xia Youjie with his own hands, but his brain took over Xia You's body.

That's weird, what's going on? (…)

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will explain it properly later!We are Heism, we are glass-hearted.