Chapter 6 Hundred Ghosts at Night

I have long heard that there are many ghosts in Japan, and all kinds of doors are emerging one after another. But Su Yong still felt a little incredible when he saw this scene at this moment.

It is indeed the sound of flowing water under the bridge, but this small bridge looks a little strange. As for the four ugly palace girls on the bridge who don't know whether they are men or women, it is even more gloomy.

Su Yong naturally does not have the hobby of chatting with these demons, but if he wants to move forward, he must pass through this small bridge.

He took a gentle step, and the road to the bridge was a little unsteady, like a gathering of floating light. He gently stepped up with his toes, and even the ground seemed to shake.

In a moment, he suddenly remembered something and quickly withdrew his pace.

This is something he experienced in his previous life. At that time, he was still in middle school. There was a river called Dongjiang not far from the school. His home was at the other end of the river, across the river from the school. After self-study one night, when he walked home at night, he found two identical bridges on the river.

The same pier, the same fence, the same cement pavement, and every trace on it is clear. The two bridges were crowded at the end of the same road, which made him at a loss.

Finally, he was cautious. A man stood at the head of the bridge and waited for a long time before the bridge turned into fog slowly dissipated. Later, he asked the old man and knew that it was the water ghost drowning the river and turning into fog. If you just walk with your head down and walk unintentionally walk in the middle of the fog bridge, you will find that the front end is suddenly gone. When you turn around, the road behind you is also broken...

In the end, of course, you are extremely unlucky to fall into the river. I don't know which guy's reincarnation.

Although the bridge under this foot is not real, it is still enough to bear its own weight. However, he knew that when he walked to the bridge, it was the real moment to step on nothingness. At that time, the fog bridge could not only bear any more weight, but even suck itself into it.

Just as he was reading in his mind, a huge sense of danger suddenly came from below.

Su Yong almost didn't have to think about it. His body had been pulled up in place and swept under his feet with a touch of blood.

With a bang, a small red tongue was left on the edge of the bridge, and it was still twisting and bouncing on the ground, like a little vigorous loach. On the nearby water, there is an obvious ripple of water, and there seems to be a wisp of blood red floating on it.

I don't know what suddenly appeared on the river, and I took advantage of my moment of hesitation to attack. Su Yong was more alert at this time. He looked back again and looked around at the bright and dark light cyan, judging whether there was still a sneak attack.

"Oh, our precious guest almost bit the little snake." The disgusting big black mole's face changed, but he said in a delicate voice again, "Please come to the high place quickly, so as not to be bitten by those bedbugs and ants."

I'd like to see what the hell you're doing. Su Yong snorted in his heart and took a deep breath to lift his breath forward. It seems that he stepped on the bridge at every step, but in fact he walked close to the road, and his body was always raised in the air by Zhenqi.

The big black mole on the head was overjoyed and quickly greeted the other three together: "The distinguished guest is really, oh, it's really awesome. Mine, oh, no, it's polite for me."

This slave family made Su Yong feel cold, but he didn't intend to pay attention to it. He just dodged a little and missed the four of them. He didn't talk to each other and moved forward.

The four people didn't care. They laughed with him step by step. When he walked to the height of the arch bridge, the four people laughed at the same voice. The laughter was hoarse and unpleasant. How could there be the pretending to be just now?

In the laughter, the arms of the big black mole suddenly stretched out, and the black nails on the ten fingers kept growing crazily in an instant, hugging him.

However, with a flash of cold light, a dark red blood knife suddenly stood up in front of the big black mole. The big black mole narrowly avoided it and exclaimed, "He...why didn't he fall down?"

Su Yong smiled and finally said, "Why did I fall down?"

As he spoke, he waved the blood knife and cut off the other party's long black nails and a few fingers.

In the painful cry of the big black mole, the other three ugly women also rushed over, one by one with their teeth and claws, which looked extremely horrible. At this time, the fog bridge under their feet had also melted, and there was no trace.

The knife flashed in Su Yong's eyes, and the blood knife gas condensed into a line, passing through the neck of the big black mole, leaving a huge blood hole.

The big black mole shouted miserably, and the sound was as unpleasant as a night crow. Just as the scream came out, his body also fell into the river, and finally splashed a splash on the water, and there was no more sound.

As soon as the other three approached Su Yong, they were stimulated by the sad knife. However, it was just a single exhalation. In a blink of an eye, it was pierced by the crisscrossing knife spirit and fell straight down to the river, with a large amount of blood and red waves.

After Su Yong's three consecutive strikes, with a close, his body has quickly crossed the water and landed firmly on the path at the other end.

However, this quiet and slightly lit path has suddenly shined since his figure fell. In an instant, the surrounding lights lit up in turn. Although the sky on his head is more dark and difficult to distinguish, there are countless more people around him in an instant. There are noises, laughter and noises everywhere. It seems to be a large collection at night. City, or a temple fair.

The people in this big market are tall, tall, fat and thin. There are vendors everywhere on the roadside, and pedestrians everywhere on the street. There seems to be someone performing in the distance, making a burst of exclamation from time to time.

Although these people are different, they all wear a strange mask.

This side is different from all the masks that Su Yong has seen, and they are all made of some daily necessities. Some people dug a hole in the wooden plate and put it on their face, and some people put a few holes in bowls and jars on their faces, and then tied a rope to fix it. They even covered the small iron pot as a hat on their heads, revealing only the black face full of stove dust below.

These people were so noisy that they didn't look at him at all, and no one came to talk to him. However, Su Yong occasionally saw many eyes hidden under the mask spinning around him in a blink of an eye.

Everyone in this downtown may take out a weapon from the debris next to him and cut him when he is not paying attention, but of course he can't cut off everyone here.

Or, is it not human here at all?

Su Yong held the blood knife in his hand and stood on the road at the entrance of the downtown. Suddenly, he laughed and said, "I've heard the strange thing of hundreds of ghosts in the country of the dwarf island for a long time. I didn't expect that I really encountered it, and it was during the day. Your emperor wants to see me, Su Yong. It seems that there is no need to do so many tricks, right?

Although it was extremely noisy here, he was a little angry when he pronounced it. Naturally, it pierced one side, like thunder rolling, spreading far away without hindrance.

After his thunderous voice, the people in the big market seemed to be stunned and silent for a while. Everyone is looking for the source of the sound with some dementia. But some people nearby looked at him and there was no reaction, and there was no emotion on his face. It seemed that everything had nothing to do with them.

In this moment of silence, the laughter of Hoshino Yamaguchi suddenly came from the air: "General Su Yong is really knowledgeable... Do you know where these people come from?"

Su Yong was silent for a moment, and the blood knife slowly returned to the scabbard. His hands hung flatly, and he lifted the true qi up and operated it all over his body until it was full. He deliberately avoided some people who approached intentionally or unintentionally, and then replied, "Is this Fu Jingshen? These people are all ghosts made of objects?

The saying that Fu Yushen is because the island country of dwarf Japan used to be extremely short of material, and some bad items are still reluctant to abandon. However, after opening up the waterways of neighboring countries, a large number of stolen or traded materials poured in, thus changing the value of the original goods.

The tattered and old daily necessities that they cherished so much have become no longer valuable. This kind of shabby and scrapped items are thrown in the corner, and gradually a resentment is generated because of the gap in their own status. Finally, it leads to the change of yin and yang in the items themselves, and some utensils will turn into mourning.

In this way, the people on the street, those tall, fat and thin, in fact, their bodies are just the mask on their faces. The helmet with the iron pot itself is melted by the iron pot, and the one with the broken bowl is itself turned into a broken bowl...

The same thing is that they are all full of resentment and a retaliatory attitude towards people. No one knows how many iron pieces, porcelain pieces, wooden plates or nails will hit Su Yong's body in the next moment.

The laughter of Yamaguchi Hoshino in the air was extremely crazy: "Haha, General Su is really knowledgeable... Then please fight with these dozens of tons of broken utensils."

Fighting with dozens of tons of broken utensils? Can these things be beaten to death? I don't know how the other party summoned such a large group of monsters. Su Yong scolded fiercely and thought angrily: Damn, I was a nostalgic, environmentally friendly and cherished person.