Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

After entering the dark and narrow stairwell, those evil spirits not only did not retreat, but followed.

From time to time, Yotsuya Miko could see out of the corner of her eye, strands of dark, dripping hair, or pale, twisted, strange fingers, flashing past her.

Inside the quiet stairwell, besides the continuous questioning of the evil spirits, only her and Yozora's footsteps, intertwined with the sight of hundreds of evil spirits crowding together and following behind them, formed a terrifying scene like a scroll of hell.

Chapter 027: Eating is Still Eating

The sound of her heartbeat filled Yotsuya Miko's eardrums, making it difficult for her to hear the words that Yozora was saying with a light smile.

"This place was originally going to be converted into an office building, but half a month ago, accidents happened one after another, and many people in the construction team died in bizarre ways, causing the project to be temporarily suspended."

When Yozora spoke, his voice was filled with a smile, his steps were very steady, and even his face wore the usual frivolous and lazy smile.

Just looking at his appearance, it was like he was on a pleasant and relaxing spring outing.

But when the perspective shifted to Yotsuya Miko's face, it was completely different.

At this time, Yotsuya Miko was already drenched in sweat, unable to even breathe through her nose, and could only open her lips slightly, constantly panting, her golden pupils dilated.

In her life, she had never seen a place like this unfinished building, which was occupied by so many evil spirits.

If there really was a hell in this world, this was probably it.

The main point was that Yotsuya Miko knew that ordinary evil spirits and ghosts, as long as they sensed Yozora's aura, would be like animals seeing their natural enemies, and would quickly flee according to the instinctive fear in their blood.

But now these hundreds of evil spirits, although they did not take any aggressive actions, have been following behind them.

What does this mean?

It means that their strength is completely on a different level from ordinary evil spirits!

The black aura emitted from the hundreds of evil spirits had almost solidified, making it difficult for Yotsuya Miko to even see the road ahead clearly.

"No, no, no."

"It's over, it's over, it's over."

"What to do, what to do, what to do..."

Yotsuya Miko kept chanting in her heart, feeling that her nerve tolerance was almost at its limit.

Contrary to her tearful, fearful eyes, she still maintained that emotionless, calm look on her face.

This kind of contrast is indeed very charming.

"We're here."

After an unknown amount of time, which felt like hundreds of years to Yotsuya Miko, Yozora finally stopped in front of a door.

"Let's eat here."

Hearing these words and feeling the warmth in her arms, Yotsuya Miko finally remembered what happened before entering the building, and her face instantly became a little unsightly.

Eat?

That's right, she still had to eat the bento.

Wait a minute.

Could it be that Yozora meant for her to eat the bento in her arms while being watched by hundreds of evil spirits?

Is that something a person can do?

"Oh, the door is locked."

Hearing these words, Yotsuya Miko breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said.

"Then how about today..."

"Fortunately, I came prepared."

Yozora smiled, took out a bent wire from his pocket, bent down slightly, put it in front of the lock, and inserted it.

Looking at his movements, Yotsuya Miko was stunned.

Good fellow, is Yozora so talented?

He can even pick locks?

She really wanted to ask him if privately picking locks was illegal.

But after thinking about it, this question seemed a bit naive and stupid in this environment, and she finally decided to keep silent.

"OK, opened it."

In just less than five seconds, Yozora completed the lock picking, and he and Miko stepped into the room together.

The dusty cement floor was empty, with only a few load-bearing pillars placed there, completely an empty flat floor.

In the distance of the field of vision, surrounded by countless black mists in the darkness, Yotsuya Miko once again saw the "door" belonging to this area.

The difference is.

The door she saw in the alley last time was only slightly opened, ajar.

But the door she saw this time was half open.

Equally deep and twisted, as if to suck people's sight into it, a pure darkness like a black hole.

"Let's eat first."

Yozora didn't care about the dust on the ground, sat directly on the ground, opened the bento box, glanced down, and frowned slightly.

"What is this thing selling? Just this one meal, selling me thirty yuan a piece? That's too much."

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Yotsuya Miko, who was still standing in place, at a loss, and smiled lightly.

"Miko-san, have a seat."

If Miko didn't know that Yozora was a spiritual power user like herself, she would probably think that he couldn't see the evil spirits at all, just by looking at Yozora's appearance at this time.

That's not right either.

Even ordinary people who can't see evil spirits at all should at least be able to feel the gloomy atmosphere in this unfinished building, right?

Looking at Yozora's appearance, Miko actually felt that he seemed to be enjoying this atmosphere.

Yotsuya Miko forcibly endured the panic in her heart that wanted to escape this place immediately, tidied up her skirt, took out a few pieces of paper from her bag and placed them on the ground, and then slowly sat down.

The moment she opened the bento box, she was shocked again.

"Chop... chopsticks?"

"What, can't you use chopsticks?"

"This, that's not it."

"That's fine, let's eat quickly."

Yotsuya Miko took a deep breath, her right hand trembling slightly, and picked up the chopsticks.

She wanted to pick up a fish ball from the bento box, but because she was very nervous and her hands were constantly shaking, she couldn't pick it up no matter how hard she tried.

"Can... can you see me?"

This unusual behavior immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding evil spirits.

An evil spirit with a dark purple body, scattered black hair, and only a pair of blood-red pupils showing, approached Miko's face.

The constantly rotating pupils, with scarlet bloodshot eyes, stared intently at her side face.

"Can... can you see me?"

Yotsuya Miko was numb.

How can she eat this meal!?

At this moment, a black-green, heavy-tongued, and disgusting long tongue suddenly extended from the dark corner, and quickly licked the surface of her bento thoroughly.

The licking action was so meticulous, it was almost like polishing the bento.

Immediately afterwards, the long tongue made the exact same action on the bento held by Yozora.

"Ugh..."

Yotsuya Miko felt like she was about to throw up.

Although evil spirits cannot touch objects in reality.

But seeing that black-green tongue licking her bento carefully, who can still eat it!?

"The taste is not bad."

In Yotsuya Miko's shocked, unbelievable, and horrified gaze, Yozora didn't even flinch, directly picked up a fish ball, put it in his mouth to chew carefully, and nodded.

"The taste is not bad, but it's not worth thirty yuan, as expected, it's still easy to cheat students' money."

Yotsuya Miko was stunned.

He can even eat this?

Yotsuya Miko respectfully admired him.

Chapter 028: Guidance from a Professional Exorcist

Respect is respect, but Yotsuya Miko didn't forget that she was facing the same problem.

What to do?

Eat or not eat?

Yotsuya Miko forcibly endured the nausea, gritted her teeth, and slowly picked up a fish ball from the bento box with her chopsticks.

At this moment, the long tongue suddenly extended out from the darkness again, and lunged towards the fish ball she had picked up with lightning speed.

"Eh!"

Under this sudden attack, Yotsuya Miko still maintained a calm expression, but her right hand couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The surface of fish balls is smooth, making it difficult to hold them with chopsticks in the first place.

Yotsuya Miko's hand shook like this, and the fish ball immediately slipped from the two chopsticks and fell towards the dusty ground.

"Pa..."

The faint sound of the fish ball falling on the ground, like the starting gun of a 100-meter race, instantly caused a change in hundreds of evil spirits.

"You, can see!"

"You, can see!"

"You, can see!"

...

Looking at the twisted and wriggling evil spirits, mouths uttering chilling roars, Yotsuya Miko looked at Yozora with tearful eyes, stuttering.

"I... I'm sorry... I..."

"It's okay."

Yozora waved his hand, took out his phone and glanced at it, and smiled.

"You persisted for forty-seven minutes, and you also arrived at this floor, and you have reached the step of eating bento, you have done very well, next..."

He put down the bento box in his hand, stood up and patted the dust on his clothes, walked slowly to Yotsuya Miko, looked at the hundreds of restless evil spirits, and restrained his smile.

"It's time for me to take action."

As soon as the words fell, Yozora put his hands together, and in Yotsuya Miko's unbelievable gaze, a wisp of black mist slowly extended between his palms, and finally turned into a dark, hiltless weapon like a Tang sword.

He pointed the tip of the sword at the hundreds of evil spirits in front of him and said lightly.

"Come on."

"You can see!"

Hundreds of evil spirits crowded together, mouths uttering ferocious roars, and pounced towards Yozora standing there.

"Spear."

Faced with this terrifying hell-like scene, Yozora just whispered two words, and a black spear formed in his left hand.

Immediately afterwards, in a very standard posture of accumulating strength to throw a javelin, he threw the spear out with all his strength.