The Dead Soul Worms flying through the sky quickly disappeared from their sight, flying to unknown places.

"What's that?"

Zhang Jiao looked at Kukai who was muttering to himself, and asked some curious questions.

Kukai immediately came back to his senses when he heard this, his face was very ugly, but he still patiently answered Zhang Jiao's question.

"The Dead Soul Worm, a demon born in a mass grave in legend, is one of the hundred ghosts that are widely circulated in stories such as Heian Monogatari. ”

He explained for a moment, and then apologized, "I'm sorry Zhang Sang, can I explain to you later, now let me give you a call." ”

Zhang Jiao immediately waved his hand to signal him to be busy first and not to care about himself.

Kukai immediately took out his mobile phone and quickly made a call, wanting to know what was going on, and the demon of the Dead Soul Worm appeared in the sky of Hiroshima Prefecture in a grand manner.

Are all the mages in the local town dead?

Here, Zhang Jiaonian muttered what Kukai had just explained, and his thoughts flipped over.

"Dead soul worm, one of the hundred ghosts?"

He immediately thought of his second mission in this world mission, which required killing at least three hundred ghosts, and now it seemed that it was really not an easy thing to do.

Zhang Jiao looked up at the faint traces left in the sky, comparing it with the dead soul worm that had just flown by, if the power of the hundred ghosts was roughly like this, even if he let go of the restraints on the two evil spirits in his body, he might not be able to eat each other steadily.

It seems that you have to find a way to join the exorcist army mentioned in the mission as soon as possible, otherwise you can hunt three hundred ghosts by yourself, and I'm afraid that if you don't end up desperately completing it, it is estimated that you will not die or be half disabled, and in the end you can only end up withdrawing from this mission.

It's just that where is this so-called army of exorcists?

Zhang Jiao looked at Kukai in front of him, and was thinking about how to ask later, when Kukai was almost arguing with the person on the other end of the phone.

After a few arguments between the two, it ended with the other party hanging up the phone. Kukai listened to the busy sound coming from the phone, hung up the phone angrily, and scolded.

"Baga, a bunch of waste, I don't know anything, are the people of the Chuanyou family all rice buckets?"

He walked out angrily at the moment, and said as he walked, "I'm going to the Chuanyou family to see what these red deer are doing?"

Kukai Sheren looked at his father and spread his hands helplessly towards Zhang Jiao, with an apologetic face.

Zhang Jiao didn't care, so he followed them closely.

He still had questions for Kukai, but it seemed like this was not a good time to ask.

Asama Shrine intersection.

Kukai calmed his expression a little, and said to Commissioner Chiyo, who was waiting in the car, and asked him to order the scene inside to be cleaned up, then turned around and sat in another car to rush to the Kawamata family's station.

Dead soul insects are no better than these little demons and ghosts resurrected by yin qi and ghosts, if one is not done well, it will really cause great turmoil.

The car slowly drove to the edge of the intersection, and the people of Kukai immediately sat in, and Zhang Jiao, who was following him, was not polite, and he also sat in with a cheeky face.

Kukai, who was driving in front, glanced at Zhang Jiao, who was following in the rearview mirror, and his throat squirmed twice, but in the end he still didn't make a sound, which was regarded as acquiescing in his behavior.

Towards the end of the night, the cars on the road were already much scarcer, and Kukai stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the car had soared to more than 110 yards, speeding faster than the cars in front of him.

"Slow, slow, slow!"

Kukai grabbed the steering wheel and shouted, and Kukai who was sitting in his passenger seat had already lowered his head, buried his head between his legs, and counted the pores on his palms intently, not daring to look at the back seat.

"It's a shame. ”

Kukai didn't know what his son was thinking now, and after a while of racing, his previous anger had completely dissipated, and he was bragging with Zhang Jiao at this time.

"Zhang Sang, do you know, when I was young, I was a famous underground driver, and the riders in Hexi called me the Shadow Leopard, and no one has ever been able to overtake me on the road. ”

He bragged about his achievements, and when he was talking about his competition with the four major car gods in Hexi, there were faint low beams behind him.

The corners of Kukai's mouth raised on the spot, and he said to Zhang Jiao, "Zhang Sang, believe it or not, even if I reduce my speed by thirty yards now, the car behind me will not be able to catch up with me, this is the confidence of the top driver known as the Shadow Leopard!"

Before he could finish blowing, the vehicle behind him had already caught up, the low beam swept by, and the vehicle behind him overtook directly in an almost impossible drift at the turn in front of him, leaving the Honda far behind.

From a distance, in the blink of an eye, you can only see the taillights of the Toyota in front of you.

Kukai suddenly closed his mouth, and the car was filled with silence, only the roar of the vehicle's engine could be heard.

After a long while, he suddenly muttered to himself, his mouth was full of what the other party was a modified car!

There was a cheerful atmosphere in the car.

More than two hours later, the car stopped in front of a continuous stretch of mansions.

From the outside, the mansion is an old-fashioned Dongying style, composed of traditional building materials such as bamboo, stone, paper, and wood, with a little Western architectural style mixed in between, but it looks very harmonious.

After Zhang Jiao got out of the car, he looked at the exquisite and magnificent buildings in front of him, and felt a sense of familiarity.

An eerie feeling of clammy and cold kept coming out of the land under his feet, making him almost think that he was back by the Kowloon River, very similar to the feeling of the night in the ghost city of Xudu.

He looked left and right, and the Kukai father and son in front of him also seemed to feel the abnormality of the ground under their feet, and the two of them chanted in a low voice, and there was a hidden Buddha light on their bodies. Kukai said in disbelief.

"What's wrong with the Chuanyou family? How can there be such a big evil spirit. ”

But no one answered him.

Only the door of the mansion in front of them suddenly opened, and two men in homely kimonos hurriedly walked out of the entrance and bowed to the three of them.

"The three mages invited in, and the head of the house will arrive in a few moments. ”

As he spoke, he led the three of them into the mansion, and turned left and right to a huge tea room.

There is a layer of tatami mats on the ground of the tea room, and there are many screens full of poems and landscapes, but at this moment, these screens have long been removed, and more than ten people have already sat down in the empty tea room.

They were dressed in different ways, including an onmyoji dressed in hunting clothes, a swordsman dressed as a ronin, a shrine maiden with a bow and arrow bell on his back, a priest with a high hat, etc., and even Zhang Jiao saw a priest wearing a robe holding a cross.

At this moment, these people are all gathered here, waiting without saying a word.

Zhang Jiao and the three of them were guided by the attendants to sit on a tatami mat on the left, and then a person dressed as a servant brought the table and put tea and melons on the table.

In the meantime, there were also people who were led to this tearoom one after another, and it seemed that they were all aware of tonight's changes and came to inquire.

More than half an hour later, a man in a dark gray kimono with a two-petal mustache hurried into the tea room.

As soon as he walked into the tea room, he walked to the center of the tea room and sat down with everyone.

Chuan Masato threw himself to the ground, his forehead touched the ground, and said loudly.

"I'm sorry for the trouble, my lord!"

However, no one answered him, only a tall, thin priest sitting in front of him stood up and questioned Kawamata Masa.

"The head of the Kawamata family, can you tell us what happened? Why are there hundreds of ghosts like the Dead Soul Worm and the Aobo Master in Hiroshima Prefecture? When you issued a commission to us at that time, you said that they were just some little monsters infected with the spirit of ghosts, how could they become evil creatures among the hundred ghosts, and asked the head of the Kawamata family to give us a reasonable explanation. ”

Seeing that someone was taking the lead, the crowd sitting below immediately denounced it.

"It's like, I saw a cat at night, and I almost thought I had traveled back in time to the Heian period. ”

"That's right, the head of the Kawamata family, please give us a reasonable explanation. ”

In the midst of the condemnation, Masao Kawamata, who was kneeling in front of everyone, had his forehead and the ground tighter and tighter, and he said loudly, "I'm very sorry, this incident is a mistake of our Kawamata family, and when we strengthened the seal of the Shigujing this time, we had some small problems and escaped some sealed demons." ”

"Damn, are you Chuanyou family masters stupid, this kind of thing can happen, do you know how serious the consequences will be?"

The tea room immediately burst into applause, and the sounds of questioning were endless.

Kawamata Masao knelt on the ground without the slightest rebuttal, and waited until everyone's anger dissipated a little before he spoke, "Because of the distress caused to everyone by this incident, our Kawamata family is very sorry, and we are willing to take responsibility this time." ”

"The commission reward of each mage will be increased by five times, and at the same time, the scripture pavilion of our Chuanyou family will be opened, as long as you mages are willing to help us capture and kill the demons who escaped, you can enter the scripture pavilion according to the contribution, please mages!"

After saying that, he made another big salute.

"Is that true?" someone immediately asked.

Masao Kawamata immediately raised his head and said seriously, "Swear by the six-hundred-year history of the Kawamata family. ”

The people in the tea room were suddenly silent, and the previous tense questions and dissatisfaction suddenly dissipated.

"Everyone has added money, and there is nothing to be dissatisfied with. ”

Zhang Jiao looked at the people who had calmed down, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but no one noticed it, because everyone was busy calculating how much the five-fold pay was.

The night is dark.

After washing up, Masao Kawamata slowly returned to his bedroom.

He sat upright on a tatami mat, playing with a handful of less than two inches in his hand.

In front of him, a vague and fierce death aura continued to hover in front of him, and the wick in the paper lamp suddenly turned dark green, reflecting his eerie face.

The soft and comfortable tatami mat suddenly turned into a mass of animal internal organs, which was slippery and disgusting. Countless streams of blood poured down from all corners of the room and rushed towards him.

As if he hadn't seen what was happening in front of him, Masao Kawamata pulled out the wakicha with a pout, and whispered, "Kakotoko, do you know? ”

He gestured with his belly with a smile in his eyes.

"So, you will never be able to destroy the Chuanyou family. ”

The blood suddenly seemed to be enraged, like the waves of the sea, and rushed towards him like madness, but a phantom like a yaksha quietly rose behind him, firmly blocking the surging blood.