In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

He is wrapped in a Taoist robe.

The sleeping position is very regular, and the sleep is very sweet.

He has been sleeping since he got on the plane, and now he is about to land, and he is still sleeping.

Sufficient sleep can relax his spirit for a moment, but it won't last long, because the destination is separated by a sea.

He can fly over with a flying sword.

"In order to take care of the mental health of the citizens of neighboring countries, can you stop worrying about your flying sword?"

The master picked up the slippers casually and threw them on Zhang Fengmian's forehead.

Xiao Zhang was as clever as a golden monkey, he moved nimbly, easily dodged Lao Zhang's slippers, stretched out his claws, and walked away the two apples on the old man's table.

"The psychological construction is really not enough."

Xiao Zhang climbed up the tree slowly, rubbing his cloth boots on the bark like a bear.

He muttered: "Isn't it just a flying sword, at most it's a bit older, as for making a small report to the top?"

"Crack!"

The apples are so crisp.

Xiao Zhang narrowed his eyes, he lazily gnawed on the apple, and fell asleep after gnawing.

"."

The boy holding the sword slowly opened his eyes.

He felt that the plane had changed a bit, and this change was not in a good direction because it would kill people.

His eyes, which were as black as ink, burst into light.

He is blind.

No one in sight.

But at this moment, in front of his eyes, countless figures appeared.

When did this special plane take off for him become so lively?

"."

"captain."

Xiao Zhang felt sad.

"Chong!"

Picking up the gourd wine jar at the side, he lazily took a sip.

"puff!"

"boom!"

The flames rise.

The miserable whine filled Xiao Zhang's ears.

"I really, really don't want to fly again."

"boom!"

The metallic luster that suddenly bloomed tore through the air, and even smashed the silver-white engine room into pieces!

The monsters are all dead.

The plane also broke into pieces and crashed into the Sea of ​​Japan.

The giant sword volleys into the air.

The young man's figure was straight, his cyan Taoist robe fluttering in the strong wind.

Squeezing the sword formula with his hand, he put the dead captain behind him.

"boom!"

The flying sword galloped, and Zhang Fengmian galloped high in the sky, rushing to the destination at high speed.

"Gudong!"

He raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"Drip!"

"Driving without drinking! Driving without drinking!"

"Drip!"

"Driving without drinking! Driving without drinking!"

Zhang Fengmian swore.

He really wanted to take off the children's watch on his wrist and stuff it into Lao Zhang's crotch.

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"Hello, Letitia?"

"Leetitia, are you listening?"

A crisp female voice came out of the communication device, but because the device was soaked in water, it sounded a bit barren.

"I am here--"

Leticia tried her best to freestyle.

Her swimming figure is breathtakingly graceful.

Like a "real" mermaid, her graceful and slender waist twists, her slender legs push aside the sea water, and her arms repeat the action of submerging into the water.

The long blond hair in braids hangs wetly on the back, which is the spine of a mermaid, and it seems to be the dorsal fin when breaking the waves.

"I am listening."

Leticia's youthful face submerged in the water, her dark and deep eyes, her straight nose, everything looks like a perfect stone carving carefully carved by an artist.

The difference between Venus with a broken arm and her.

It's more about the health of your hands
How does it feel like some hell?

cough cough.

But the girl's face is not the rigidity and hollowness of the stone carving, but the agility of a young girl, every frown and smile involves the grief of others.

Especially now.

She puffed her mouth, trying to swim in the sea.

If the sea fish in the water hadn't been knocked out by the water she stirred, then maybe she would be a little happier.

A little bit.

"The plane crashed again?"

The person on the other end of the communicator asked helplessly.

"Yes."

"Otherwise it cannot explain why you hear the sound of water."

Leticia accidentally took a sip of sea water.

She didn't care at all.

Because I swam all the way here, I already drank a lot.

Her body is very good, not to mention drinking sea water, even if the plane explodes, it will not hurt her at all.

This eliminates the possibility of her being burned to death.

Stunning.

"I have sent your coordinates to the Neon authorities, and they will come to pick you up."

The girl on the communicator sighed.

She is also used to it.

"Oh, I'll go ashore right away." Leticia rode the wind and waves, her body was like a torpedo, cutting the water surface.

"."

"How long have you been swimming?"

"About .34 nautical miles."

"Fortunately, it's not too long." The girl on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't have the same accident as last time this time."

".Googling."

Leticia wanted to speak, and drank some sea water.

Finally, she tried hard to respond: "The baby polar bear is really cute."

"I know it's cute!"

"But you are about to swim to the Arctic Circle! By the time you contact us, the problem in Chicago will have been solved long ago!"

The girl screamed hysterically.

She has nothing to do with this stupid girl who is off-line.

Raising her head, she glanced at the huge screen on the computer.

Around, the staff suddenly put their hands on their foreheads and sighed.Some even let out a strange laugh like a pig's head.

Hang Chi Hang Chi - Uh!

I'm so angry.

Seeing this, the girl looked intently.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you almost faint when you look at it.

"Laetitia, we just captured your coordinates."

"I have something to tell you."

"Ok?"

"Gudu Gudu!" Leticia saw a very beautiful and beautiful jellyfish, almost wanted to reach out to catch it, and swam with it all the way, she asked, "What's the matter."

"You swam backwards!!"

"."

Whisper rumbling.

Heck - heck!

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Based on the principle of information sharing, the Demon Hunt Agency received news from "Gao Tianyuan", who unreservedly informed the current situation of the two colleagues who came to support them.

At the same time, the corner of Ryan's mouth twitched violently in Tokyo, who was still hunting demons.

"Laetitia? The saint who inherits the title of [Jeanne Arc] in modern times?"

She is as stupid as a character who ran out of Japanese comics, she doesn't know anything, she just sells benefits to the protagonist.

"She swam backwards?"

"The direction of you is unspeakable, Operator Winster."

The staff of the demon hunting agency couldn't laugh or cry.

"."

"I have a question, will she be here tomorrow?"

"It should be possible, [Gao Tianyuan] has already said hello, and is going to fish her out of the sea."

"The premise is that she doesn't run around."

The agency operator sighed, and said: "Last time, she brought two little polar bears who lost their habitat to the zoo. This time, I hope they don't go to the equator."

Ryan raised the corner of his mouth and couldn't help smiling.

This Joan of Arc is a bit funny.

He laughed and tore a shivering demon to pieces.

"."

These evil spirits that occupy the houses and cause great commotions are almost all constructed by human beings' "demonization" thoughts.

To explain it in an easy-to-understand way, it means that human beings "dislike", "hate", and "fear" certain things, even if they are not real, under the blessing of negative emotions, these unkind "concepts" will be demonized into real evil ghosts .

For example, human beings have negative emotions towards "suicide".

In Huangquan Kingdom, "suicide" monsters will appear. If people's resentment towards suicide gradually increases, then "suicide" monsters will be nourished, break through the barrier of Huangquan, and cause a wave of "suicide" in the eternal world.

Then, the cycle repeats.

Until "suicide" became a more terrifying monster.

The one that died under Ryan's hands was human beings' aversion to "fear".

Simply put, it is the negative emotions that people hate meaningless emotions such as "fear" and "worry".

Extremely weak, not worth mentioning at all.

"Low-level wraith."

Ryan silently recited the words that appeared on the virtual projection.

Gao Tianyuan was very detailed about the classification of these wraith spirits.

Of course, there is nothing to score, it is nothing more than low-level, intermediate, high-level, special-level, natural disaster-level, simple and rude, very easy to understand.

"Natural disaster grade."

Earthquakes, plagues, floods, volcanic eruptions.

It is conceivable how much psychological shadow these natural disasters will cause to human beings, and how powerful they will be after being "demonized".

"."

Ryan followed the map and flew to the next location.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, a particularly bright red blood spot on the virtual screen made him frown.

Immediately, he turned around and rushed towards the red dot.

Tokyo, Bunkyo, Toei Mita Line - Kasuga Station.

The black-haired Miko lady walked out of the tram station with a bow on her back. Facing the twilight, her face was covered with dim lights.

As soon as she got out of the tram station, she ran forward along the zebra crossing on the right, and soon she saw a small building.

Ivy hanging on the outer wall of a small building.

A few crows resting on the eaves, together with the huge green plants beside the road in the whistling wind, together create a subtle atmosphere.

The crow's eyes looked down coldly, scanning the pedestrians on the road.

The road is empty, it is late at night, and this is not a downtown area, there are no people at all.

"The first resident was killed by a burglar who was high on drugs. All three members of the family died in the house. Rumor has it that even the old policeman couldn't help retching desperately after seeing that scene."

"The second resident was also a family of three. This time, it was a young couple and their 11-year-old daughter. The little girl died suddenly at home with a livid face, as if she had died of suffocation, but the autopsy found no abnormalities. place."

"The accident room."

Yingting Qiye frowned beautifully, jumped up lightly, came to the roof of the private house, and rushed towards the accident room at the destination.

"The third resident."

"A second-year student at Ichinose Academy, one plus three."

"Sudden death."

You don't even need to think about it to know that there is a problem there.

Generally speaking, when there are strange murders, it is most likely that the wraith is causing trouble and has not escaped.

Gao Tianyuan's onmyoji and exorcists will arrive at the scene immediately to investigate and block the area. The block will not be lifted until the problem is resolved.

In fact, Gao Tianyuan was indeed blocked.

But they have nothing to do with the vengeful spirits entrenched in the accident room.

"That wraith happens to be special."

"Can you go back and forth between the Underworld and the Eternal World freely?"

Sakuraba Qiye was a little irritable.

Kind of like making it up.

Look and say.

She always had a prejudice against some of Gao Tianyuan's onmyojis, and felt that they were lying and not working hard.

In a huge, not monolithic machine, there's always one or two places that are broken and rusted.

Sakuraba Qiye looked lazy.

What she thought was that if there was something wrong, she would cut open the barrier of Huangquan, and then tear this [special] wraith into pieces, so that they couldn't be put together again.

"You have to be fully prepared to tear apart Huangquan, and it's really not their fault."

But if Onmyoji speaks nonsense.

She would first tear the wraith into pieces, and then go back and dismantle the hands of the person in charge, so that they couldn't even be installed.

What is the onmyoji doing who cares nothing about human life?
Sakuraba Qiye quickly approached the single-family building.

The next moment, she felt a familiar aura appearing nearby.

The target is obviously also this place.

"."

Ryan and the girl looked at each other.

"Coincidentally, together?"

He looked at Qiye Sakuraba and his eyes drifted up to a building under his feet.

"skillful."

Sakuraba Qiye responded weakly.

Then nodded.

"Crack!"

Walking into the small garden in front of the door on the first floor of the house, Ryan unscrewed the lock with his fingers and pushed the door open.

What catches the eye is a rather grand entrance and the living room on the first floor covered with solid wood floors.

"That's probably the case."

"I checked the information before I came."

Sakuraba Qiye shared the information she got with Ryan.

"The stairs on the right lead to the second floor, which has a terrace, a study, and a large bedroom."

"The accident seems to have happened on the 2nd floor, go up and have a look."

Sakuraba Qiye said calmly.

Ryan was standing on the ground floor.

He touched his chin with a strange expression.

"I don't feel anything different."

At first, he received a message from the Demon Hunting Agency, and when he came here, he saw this building from a distance and felt something was wrong.

"It's surprisingly normal here."

It didn't look like there was a resentful spirit at all, and it was completely different from the situation where he smelled a strange smell from a long distance tonight.

It's very clean here.

It is clean to a large area around, and there is no strange smell at all.

This implies two possibilities.

One, there is nothing.

Second, there is a very strong vengeful spirit occupying this place, so that no vengeful spirit around dare to stroke the tiger's beard.

Seeing the attitude of Sakuraba Qiye, he probably understood.

The girl stepped upstairs, followed by Ryan.

"You mean, it might be hiding in Huangquan?"

Ryan was a little curious.

"Yes."

"Otherwise, it cannot explain why it is so common here."

Sakuraba Qiye took a step forward.

Finally, she sighed.

"Japanese-style horror and American-style horror." Standing beside her, Ryan could only see the hair on her head, looking forward, he moved the corners of his mouth.

"You Japanese, do you like to put the mirror on the stairs?"

At the end of the corridor in front of him, a huge full-length mirror impresses the appearance of him and Qiye Sakuraba.

The cold moonlight shone through the windows in the corridor, making the faces of the two of them look particularly pale, and the dark corridor was a bit ghostly.

Lane smiled at the mirror.

It's a pity that Ryan in the mirror doesn't smile.

"When I read the information, I didn't see a mirror here."

Sakuraba Qiye rested her forehead with one hand, and sighed helplessly.

"Someone is killing people." (End of this chapter)