The field increases by 1 ghost per second. I am the ghost king in Tokyo.

Under Kayako's possession, Ito Makoto's power increased greatly.

Although his realm was still only level one, his strength increased dramatically to the level of a top level three demon.

That seemingly thin and frail body not only contained unparalleled power, but also could exert many incredible abilities.

Among them was mental control.

That is, controlling the target's mind through mental invasion, making it act according to one's own orders.

Ito Makoto waved his sleeves lightly.

Under the effect of telekinesis, the remains of Hojo Yasuhiro immediately floated up.

"Relax, don't resist."

Ito Makoto whispered softly, raising his hand above his head.

The spiritual power began to invade Hojo Yasuhiro's brain like an all-pervasive stream of water.

The monk closed his eyes, his face twisted and painful, and from time to time he showed a struggle, instinctively resisting the invasion.

But in the face of this overwhelming spiritual power, he quickly lost.

The expression on that bloodstained face gradually slowed down and became calm and dull.

Ito Makoto nodded with satisfaction:

"Tell everything exactly as it is, without leaving anything out.���

"Yes."

Hojo Yasuhiro's eyes were still tightly closed, but he spoke very honestly.

He and his companions' names, their true origins; the reason they targeted Ito Makoto and his companions; the shameful things the two brothers had done;

Koyanagi Masahiko's secrets, and where the fake account books were;

……

It didn't take long for Ito Makoto to understand the whole story.

The black-haired, long-legged girl was right.

These two monks were indeed monks with certificates of ordination in Baiyun Temple.

And they were doing well, both serving in the temple guards.

The elder brother, Hojo Yasuhiro, was the team leader, and the younger brother, Hojo Mizuiro, was his deputy and external brain.

It is said that once a person has power and strength, he will inevitably be corrupted.

Even the monks in the temple are no exception.

The two brothers were unwilling to be vegetarians and chant Buddha for their whole lives, so they started to kill and rob a few years ago.

I don't know how many trick masters they killed.

After they were done, they put the blame on the demons in the abyss.

The reason why the two brothers targeted him and Yuko was because of what Koyanagi Masahiko mentioned casually.

Ito Makoto naturally didn't believe this nonsense.

The bald donkey was discovered by the Hojo brothers for falsifying accounts and embellishing financial statements, and they had already colluded secretly.

He must have known about Hojo Yasuhiro's hobby of playing with women.

He mentioned it even though he knew it, which was obviously a sinister intention!

The fat monk probably wanted to get rid of himself with the help of the Hojo brothers.

But it was just a verbal dispute, but the bald monk wanted to kill people!

Thinking of this, Ito Makoto's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

In the state of demonic pattern, he and Kayako's spirits were closely connected, entering a mysterious state of spiritual communication.

As a collection of curses, Kayako has extremely terrible and strong resentment.

The resentment is so heavy that it can even easily form a curse poison and kill people invisibly!

Even if you try hard to restrain it, some emotions emitted unconsciously can still affect a person.

Ito Makoto exhaled lightly and threw the half-dead monk away:

"You and your brother really are... damn it!"

After the words fell, the killing intent in the eyes of the white-clothed demon king could no longer be restrained, pouring out like a flood.

Before Hojo Yasuhiro landed.

Countless black-haired snakes surged ferociously, strangling the fallen body and the two demons together!

Boom - the ground shook violently several times.

Flesh foam splashed everywhere, and blood fell like heavy rain.

In an instant, it flooded the area.

The bumpy ground was stained with bright red.

Only the three feet around Ito Makoto's feet remained the same.

The white clothes were still spotless.

Ito Makoto took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The blood-stained red hair that spread all over the ground like a group of snakes, like a demon eating, squirmed a few times, and then quickly retracted and retreated.

Only a bloody head was left, lying quietly in the bloody mud.

That was Hojo Yasuhiro's head!

……

After personally killing the evil monk and the two demons, Ito Makoto's anxious mood calmed down a little.

The hair behind his head was smooth and black, and had long faded from blood red to black.

"Is this the psychological impact of the demonic pattern?"

Ito Makoto realized that something was wrong and immediately lifted the spell.

The white clothes on his body were hazy, like the shadow of the moon in the water, and the morning fog.

In a blink of an eye, they faded from his body and returned to the appearance of Kayako.

The white-haired female ghost floated quietly in the air, her eyes closed, as if digesting something.

At the same time, Ito Makoto could clearly feel that the powerful force that did not belong to him was leaving quickly.

From the powerful state that could kill the ghost tiger demon monk with a flip of his hand, he turned back to his original weak appearance.

Reluctant, lost.

These emotions instinctively emerged from the bottom of my heart. They were quickly suppressed by Ito Makoto.

There is one thing he has always been very clear about.

That is- the real powerful one is Kayako, not himself who relies on her power.

There is no need to covet this momentary power.

With this"talent", you can also climb up quickly!

Ito Makoto turned around, looking at the bloody mud and the only remaining head, and couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth.

"After a little excitement, he became like this. It's a pity that the two demons could have been thrown into the ghost realm to be subdued. At worst, the corpses could be used to refine the Yin instrument, but……"

The young man turned his head and looked at the shadow in a white dress beside him.

Kayako was suspended in the air, her black hair moving without wind.

The blood-colored Yin energy around her body became more and more dense, almost condensed into substance! She swallowed up Hojo Yasuhiro, the third-level ghost tiger and the second-level Guhuo Bird one after another.

Her strength has increased again, and now she is about to reach new heights.

Kayako's black hair danced wildly in the wind, pulling the void in all directions, and quickly formed a blood-colored vortex.

The vortex was like a giant mouth, fiercely swallowing the Yin energy filled in the abyss.

Ito Makoto took a few steps back.

A large area of foggy bright red Yin energy in the field of vision gathered towards the vortex. The surging Yin energy quickly condensed into bright red pure droplets, which were sucked into Kayako's body by her mouth.

After a moment, the strange phenomenon stopped, and the vortex dissipated on its own.

In his mind, the system prompt sounded.

【Your Kayako devours the enemy and successfully breaks through the fourth level】

【You get Yin force back - 191 cards of Yin force]

Ito Makoto's eyes flashed with joy.

He waved his hand to open his panel.

The number in the Yin force column changed rapidly.

It jumped from 179 to 370 cards.

Only 130 cards of Yin force are needed to break through to the level 2 ghost master! He looked up at Kayako again.

The figure in the white dress became more and more ethereal.

For a moment, he couldn't see her face clearly.

Until... a gust of fragrant wind blew, and Kayako teleported in front of Ito Makoto.

The slender hands held the boy's cheeks, and lowered her head to offer her soft lips.

The moist and tender feeling came, which was addictive.

After a long time, the lips parted and brushed.

Ito Makoto's breathing was a little hurried, and he raised his hand and gently placed it on Kayako's cheek.

The jade woman's skin was delicate and smooth, like the finest white porcelain, with a little coldness.

The young man raised his thumb and pushed aside a few strands of drooping black hair.

The delicate face below came into view without reservation.

Kayako's demeanor is natural and gentle, just like the light blue spring sky.

Her face is beautiful and gentle, reminiscent of a fish swimming in the blue sky.

The light flashing in her eyes when she looked at Ito Makoto was like a fish flashing by the bottom of a clear spring.

With a slim white dress, she looked like a sickly girl who had just escaped from the hospital to embrace the world.

How could she look scary or weird?