Weird Tokyo, I am the master of strange stories

Chapter 48 Immortal
Yi Ji Ran Zun.

A god in Japanese mythology, she has a more familiar name—

Izanami.

She is the mother goddess of Japanese mythology. She and her brother Izanagi gave birth to the Japanese gods. However, she was burned after giving birth to the God of Fire, died of an illness, and fell into the Underworld. After breaking up with Izanagi , Izanami became the goddess of Huang Quanjin.

Of course, this is just a more official version of Japanese mythology.

Various film, television, and literary works of later generations have been re-created on this basis, and various settings and interpretations are also different.

At this time, Yu Gonglang looked at the statue in front of him.

In his right eye, there are many chaotic black shadows spreading from it, trying to get into his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes.

Obviously, this is the source of that weird demonic nature.

[Sanity -1! 】

next moment.

The bloody knife light flashed.

The chaotic black shadows and even the statue itself completely collapsed.

Although he easily destroyed this evil statue, Yu Gonglang had a solemn expression.

"This statue is very extraordinary."

It can actually make his sanity drop a little. For ordinary people, as long as they look at the statue, their mind will be strongly polluted and distorted, and they will even worship the statue and turn into a fanatical believer.

Most of those Yakuza members were brainwashed by this strange force.

At this time, there are many such statues in this ghost story realm.

trap.

Yu Gonglang immediately thought of this word.

This cult may have anticipated the police encirclement and suppression, but instead of evacuating, they laid a trap and waited for their "prey" to fall into the trap.

And, in this way, the last piece of the puzzle is completed.

The corner of Yu Gonglang's mouth curled into a smile: "Then, let's see who is the prey?"

He sheathed the knife and walked deeper into the gray mist.
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In the eerie gray haze.

The stench of rotting corpses in the air grew stronger.

Even wearing a helmet, you can clearly smell this smell.

Nakajou heard a saying somewhere that corpse odor is not actually a specific smell, but a kind of pheromone that can remind similar people that someone has died here, making people instinctively feel uneasy and thus aware of danger.

Therefore, no matter what means are used, it is difficult to cover up the smell.

"Even if there's no body odor, I still know it's dangerous here..."

Nakajou looked around nervously with a sad face.

Although he was fully armed, wearing a body armor, a gun in his hand, and various equipment that he rarely used, he still had no sense of security in his heart, only unspeakable panic and uneasiness.

The moment the gray mist expanded, Nakajo and his companions dispersed, and all the communication equipment on his body also failed.

In this endless fog, it seemed that he was the only living person left.

Nakajou sighed softly: "Oh, if I had known, I would have applied for annual leave in advance."

Unlike China, Japan's police organization is actually more like a large enterprise than a government agency, but it is a state-owned enterprise that enjoys state subsidies.

Of course there is a sense of responsibility and honor, but it is relatively weak.

Moreover, the salary of police officers is generally not high - of course, except for those in the professional group, whose starting point is basically the end point of grassroots police officers.

Nakajou himself is considered an elite member of the special police force, but his life is still a bit tight.

Again.

10,000+ yen, why are you fighting for your life?
However, it's too late to think about this now.

The goal now is to escape from this weird place!
At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from the mist.

"who!?"

Nakajo's hair stood on end immediately, he raised his gun and pointed it in the direction of the footsteps.

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

A female reporter with bright red lips walked out slowly, with a smile on her face that made people subconsciously relax their vigilance.

"Oh~ it's you."

Nakajou vaguely remembered that the other party seemed to be a reporter named Yamai Eiko, a trustworthy person.

Nakajou stepped forward, protected Hideko Yamai by his side, and asked at the same time: "Miss reporter, this is very dangerous. What are you doing here?"

Yamai Hideko's eyes showed confusion, and she murmured: "I seem to be...looking for something."

"But, I forgot what it was..."

"News? Is what I'm looking for really big news?"

Nakajou: "Huh?"

Although it's a little strange to see Hideko Yamai's nagging performance, but this weak woman can't be left alone.

"Anyway, you'd better stay with me first."

"Thank you, officer, but I have to start a live broadcast first."

"what?"

Nakajo didn't see any photography equipment around Eiko Yamai. He didn't even take out his cell phone and said to the air beside him.

"Dear viewers, hello."

"This is a shrine in Edogawa District. The police are conducting a raid on the criminals inside, but now, some strange changes have taken place here..."

"...Our reporter Yamai Eiko is reporting for you."

Nakajo's expression became increasingly weird, but he didn't think much about it. He just thought that the poor female reporter was frightened by the sight in front of her and lost her mind.

"Yi Ran Zun..."

Suddenly, a wailing sound came from the mist.

Nakajo's face changed slightly, and he recognized the voice. It was a junior in the same group.

Without much hesitation, he said to Yamai Eiko: "Follow me!"

The two of them quickly walked to the place where the wailing sound came from.

Not far away, a police officer wearing the same equipment as Nakajo Ou was half-kneeling on the ground, seeming to be muttering something.

Nakajo Yuu did not approach for a moment, but held the gun and asked tentatively: "Kasuga-san, are you okay?"

"Senior Nakajo..."

The police officer trembled, stood up reluctantly, and staggered towards Nakajo Ou.

"I get it... I get it..."

Nakajou subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but after all, the person in front of him was a junior who had fought together, and he could still recognize him, so he just asked.

"What do you understand?"

"What do you understand?"

The police officer murmured: "...I understand everything!"

"People always have to die, but I don't want to die, I don't want to die... Fortunately, I will not die now."

"Senior, come with me and fall into the arms of Yi Ranzun!"

The moment he finished speaking, his body burst out with ghostly speed, and like a crazy beast, he rushed toward Nakajo on all fours.

Bang bang bang!
Facing his former colleagues, Nakajou still shot decisively.

The bullet accurately hit "Kasuga-san"'s body, temporarily halting his impact.

However, there was no blood flowing out of the wound, only a disgusting smell of corpses that had been put away for a long time spread, and...a few maggots came out.

Maggots?

Nakajou was stunned for a moment, then looked at his junior's face.

Only then did I realize that the face covered by the helmet was already densely packed with pale, fat maggots!
At this time, "Kasuga-san"'s body shook, and she rushed over again as if nothing was wrong.

The smelly wind is so close!

(End of this chapter)