Chapter 1061 In-depth

"Fujiwara Yin-Yangtou, Lesson 9 has self-knowledge and will play the role of logistics support well. Those who plan to go in with everyone are not our people..."

As soon as Mochizuki Ayano finished speaking, a figure walking with a sword came out from the forest.

"Is that... President Shiben's Hundred-War Bronze Corpse?"

Fujiwara had just seen the red-armored warrior standing on the wooden sword, and several figures were already falling from the sky under the **** of the helicopter zipline...

A shrine maiden in a scarlet hakama with a huge bow on her back.

A middle-aged monk with a strong figure and a calm momentum.

A muscular young man with a bundle of mahogany swords and a black collar.

A black priest with a windy black robe and a strong figure.

A brown-haired nun with a flying skirt and a solemn expression.

"Miko Kotori... the presiding officer of propagandism... Yamada-kun... the special envoy of the Holy See... and all the eminent monks..."

Looking at the few people walking out of the forest, and a young monk with a bald head and shining Buddha's radiance, Fujiwara couldn't help but look hot: "I just experienced a deadly battle the day before yesterday. The finishing work in Tokyo It is also extremely burdensome, and the members of the association don't have to..."

In the "Hyakki Night Festival" that destroyed half of Tokyo, he once fought side by side with several spirit destroyers in the field, and he couldn't be more clear in his heart...

At present, these "reinforcements" seem to be small in number, but they are all powerful spirit eliminators who can fight ghosts and gods alone. It can be said that they have gathered the top combat power of the folk spirit eliminators in the Kanto region.

Compared with Yinyangliao's "indifferent" in recent years, the Spirit Eliminator Association, as a "non-governmental industry self-regulatory organization", was able to come to support in the first time, and Fujiwara, who is the head of Yinyang, inevitably felt guilty.

"Fujiwara Yinyangtou and Yinyangliao have maintained the "Tokyo Three Formation" these years, secretly sealing ghosts and gods in this sea of ​​trees, and containing resentments, which can be described as the mainstay of the spirit world. If there is a problem at this time, our association will help us with all our strength!"

Hiroshi Toda's smooth Mediterranean Sea squeezed out from the crowd of monks without any sense of disobedience, and said with a righteous face: "Of course, if Yinyang Liao insists on proposing to the royal family to turn the association into a semi-official Organization, to give formal occupational allowances and social welfare allowances to the spirit removers, that is too kind..."

"Hey, besides, we're not the only ones here to support."

Ayano Mochizuki on the side crossed her arms (?) and smiled mysteriously: "A certain 'Tokyo's Strongest Spirit Eliminator' is already on his way."

"Tokyo's Strongest Spirit Eliminator...could it be...if that one makes the move..."

Hearing this word, Fujiwara immediately settled down: "Vice President Chang Tian, ​​Section Chief Mochizuki...the relationship between the Association and the Ninth Section, I have inherited from Yin Yang."

He bowed to everyone, said no more, and took the lead into the sea of ​​trees ahead.

…

"In the sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara, the area where nameless black trees grow, Yinyangliao calls it the 'sea of ​​dead trees'. The magnetic field in the sea of ​​dead trees interferes with signals, and the white fog blocks inspiration. Even the surrounding nameless black trees will inadvertently Changing positions, once lost, it is very difficult to find the direction, please be sure to follow the guards around you."

In the forest path, Fujiwara led a group of spirit eliminators, walking slowly surrounded by Shou Chen Ding.

"It's different...Compared to the last time I left Japan, this sea of ​​trees is more terrifying..."

Looking at the corpses hung in the dense white mist and among the black trees that obscured the sun, Siena, who was released last by the team, had extremely complicated eyes: "Over the years, this sea of ​​trees has swallowed up so many lives!" ?"

"Maumi, look at the density of this corpse..."

"Well, the number of suicides officially disclosed to the public may not even be one-tenth."

Walking forward in the black trees and white mist, the little bird Yu Mayumi and Mochizuki Ayano who walked side by side subconsciously squeezed closer to each other.

"Wait...something is wrong!"

At the same time, a guardian who was walking in the front suddenly stopped.

"How could it be...the sensing power of Qingmu Yuzhi...the direction of the 'mother tree' began to become blurred...this has never happened in more than ten years..."

The black vines protruding from the hem of these Shouchen Ding's robes twitched restlessly for some reason.

"This sea of ​​trees...some kind of change is happening..."

The white mist covering the forest is still there, but it brings with it a scorching temperature and the smell of sulfur.

"Careful, ground!"

It seems that there is an invisible wave surging from the depths of the sea of ​​trees...

The black volcanic rock ground, which was originally barren of grass, gradually turned into a green grassland layer by layer.

Then, densely packed slender stamens emerged from the grass, bursting out bright red flowers like blood...

In an instant, the ground that had just turned from black to green was dyed a poignant blood color by the quietly blooming sea of ​​flowers.

"This is... Manzhushahua, also known as the other side..."

The familiar blood-red stamens were reflected in the magnificent pupils. Mochizuki Ayano, who had entered the gate of hell, subconsciously looked up at the sky.

"Why, the Flower of the Underworld Reception Appears here?"

The faintly visible sky between the shadows of the whirling trees was stained with blood.

"woo woo woo woo…"

The stamens trembled slightly, and there was a faint sobbing sound of resentment, accompanied by the breeze.

The originally quietly standing black tree, with whirling branches and leaves, made an ear-piercing "rustling" sound.

Pieces of dry black leaves rustled and fell.

"Be careful on the tree!"

In Yamada Kengo's warning sound, those corpses hanging on the branches, without wind, slowly turned towards the crowd...

The leaves covering their faces disappeared without a trace.

Only a pair of red eyes were left, staring at everyone hungrily and resentfully.

"Zheng."

Metallic sharp claws popped out from between the drooping hands and feet of these corpses.

"Wow…"

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

As if they were enduring some kind of inescapable pain, they howled and tore apart their icy, dry and rotten bodies...

As the black rope around his neck broke, those clawed corpses ~lightnovelpub.net~ fell to the ground like rain.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

Yes, raise your sharp claws and kill each other with the "similar" around you...

"Woohoo...hehehehe!"

More, crying and laughing, came across the crowd surrounded by the white mist...

"Whoosh."

Several wooden swords, like frightened birds flying across the forest, brought countless heads.

"Although I don't know the reason for the corpse change, it's always right to act first."

All the way to the silent "cocoon", hoarse words came from the armor.

"Well said..."

Looking at the "cocoon" wrapped in red armor in surprise, Fujiwara nodded, and took out a pair of "three-section cudgels" from his sleeve: "Shouchen Ding, set up the formation!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

At the same time, gray arms broke through the ground like dead trees in spring, and grabbed everyone's ankles...

(end of this chapter)