"Is this true? Teacher Huiyin, don't lie to me. Fujiwara couldn't believe it, "How is it possible, if I wasn't dreaming, then how did my head fall off?" So far, Fujiwara has not figured out what happened to him.

"Am I dead?" The headless corpse on the ground was prominently placed there, and Fujiwara Ki looked at Youmeng and Huiyin sensei suspiciously, if he was already dead, then why was his head still flying.

"Stupid, you're possessed by a flying head. The hilt of the Youmu sword knocked Fujiwara Ki's head, causing him to scream in pain, and then he smiled and took the sword back, "It's good that your consciousness is still there, and you haven't all turned into a monster." ”

"What do you mean?" Fujiwara felt weird without his arm, his head floating in the air, flying between Huiyin-sensei and Youmeng, "What the hell is going on with me." "The unclear meaning of the demon dream made Fujiwara confused.

That's what it means literally. Youmeng grabbed Fujiwara Kiri and placed it on a plate on the table, like a tribute, with a bowl of rice in front of it and three sticks of incense, "Have you encountered something evil recently?" ”

Ghosts, undead, enma, goblins, and even youkai, "Hmm......" Fujiwara thought of the long-necked monster he saw by the river, and only it was the most suspicious, so he said it.

"Long-necked youkai?" Teacher Huiyin groaned, "That should be a flying head." ”

"What is that? "Fujiwara has never heard of this kind of monster, and the only thing he knows now is a certain zombie king and a Chinese ghost story who have been sleeping for a hundred years, oh, and zombies.

In response to Fujiwara's question, Youmeng opened his mouth and explained, "A youkai with a flying head." ”。

"Just by hearing the name, I knew it was going to have its head flying. Fujiwara couldn't help but spit out, "But the question is what's the use of just knowing this, what kind of monster is it." ”

However, Youmeng also couldn't explain what Feitou Man was, and gave an ambiguous answer that it would hurt people.

"Forget it, I'll tell you. Teacher Huiyin shook his head and said, "It has been recorded in the book that the flying head is a kind of monster that existed a long time ago, and I don't know how it came about, in short, I don't know when, they found a place where humans gathered, and took the identity of humans to lurk in it, and attached themselves to a person every seven days, separating their heads and harming one party." Usually, they live like ordinary people, which is difficult to detect under normal circumstances. But at night, the neck will stretch out, and the head will fly to other places and come back in the morning, so it is generally called Feitouman. ”

As he spoke, Huiyin-sensei looked at Fujiwara Kiri with pitiful eyes, "However, if this kind of monster possessed person does not come back in the morning, then his head and neck will be separated and he will die." Even if the head is recovered, the possessed person will gradually decay after seven days, and eventually become a white skeleton. ”

Fujiwara's face turned pale, and he shouted in panic, "Then I'm not going to die?"

"Panic what. Youmu put Fujiwara's head back in its original position, "With the power of rejuvenation that Yuyuko-sama has infused for you, it will be difficult for you to die." ”

"In that case, why are you still putting my head as a sacrifice? Fujiwara's head jumped and wanted to jump out of the plate, but was slapped back by Youmeng.

"Don't move, if that flying head is staring at you, do you want me to stay by your bedside every night and watch your head?"

"Uh, okay. Fujiwara relented, obediently got into the plate, and found a comfortable position.

Teacher Huiyin took out a chopstick and stood on the table, Youmeng stood next to it, and at the moment when Teacher Huiyin released his hand and stabilized the chopsticks on the table, the sword in Youmeng's hand slashed three incense sticks, and the chopsticks also fell to the position of the side door of the temple house at the same time.

In an instant, a little under the feet of Youmeng, the cyan figure flashed and disappeared at the gate, and within a few seconds, I saw her come in with a bloody head with a cold face. Looking at the head and face, he still looked confused, and he probably didn't know what happened until he died.

Teacher Huiyin found a brazier and put it in the courtyard, Youmeng threw his head into it, and soon a burst of black smoke rose up, and the raging flames were several feet high, steaming with green light, Fujiwara Ki only felt that the terrifying screams kept echoing in his mind, and a faint green smoke came out of his head.

After the head in the fire burned out, Fujiwara Kiri, who was rolling around on the table in pain, gradually came to rest.

The fire burned out, and Teacher Huiyin buried the carbon fire under the tree, and Youmeng and Teacher Huiyin were busy and returned to the house.

"Are you an idiot? Don't say a word to me when you meet a youkai. "Entering the door, Youmu withdrew the rice and incense, hugged Fujiwara's head, and knocked it gently. She didn't get angry with Fujiwara, she just sighed.

"Ouch, tap. Fujiwara Ki was being played with by Youmu like a ball, and the flesh on her face was rubbed around by her.

"Actually, this look is quite cute, or Fujiwara Ki you will be like this in the future. Youmu chuckled and let go of Fujiwara's head.

"That's what the hell came about. Fujiwara Ki flew in the air, "Why was that guy beheaded, why haven't I recovered yet." ”

After tidying up the contents of the house, Huiyin-sensei had already continued to correct her homework, and when she heard Fujiwara's words, she raised her head and said, "That's going to wait until dawn, but now it's a ghost and a new way of life, maybe it's going to be fun." ”

"How could it be interesting. Fujiwara Noriki muttered, "But the hunt must be right, and you are all used to such heavy things." ”

After solving the matter of Feitou Man, the time was close to two o'clock in the morning, and the yin qi at night gradually became thicker, and the demon dream and Huiyin teacher both noticed the faint demonic aura permeating the world, and their spirits became a little nervous.

Only Fujiwara Ki was still flying around with the moth unconsciously, it was so boring that it was extremely boring, and Youmu couldn't stand Fujiwara Ki's boring appearance and threw him out. The reason is, since you're so boring, let's go around the world and see if there's anything abnormal by the way, anyway, you're a monster now, and those guys won't in the same room.

Fujiwara Ki, who was thrown out of the door, was extremely depressed, and walked around the temple house for a long time, and finally flew towards the square of the dragon god statue in the north, since it is a ghost market, it must be a wide place, even if the scale is small, it is also a hundred ghosts walking at night.

In the Heian period of Kyoto, Japan, it was the age of ghosts. At that time, as long as night came, the roads were empty, and this was the time for the yokai to move, and they marched through the streets at night in droves, turning the city into a miasma. If there is one of the most terrifying things to say, the popular legend of the drunken boy shocked almost all of Kyoto at that time.

The night walk of the hundred ghosts in the human world is at best a small ghost market at night, and it is very strange that no terrible things have happened, which also makes Youmeng and Huiyin teachers relax a lot, so they let Fujiwara Ji go out. After all, they have also been in Gensokyo for a long time, and they also know a lot about the very intellectual storage zài, so Fujiwara no longer worries about his safety, and the only thing to think about is to return to his body before dawn.

Without the restraint of his body, Fujiwara Ki flew higher and higher, looking down on the world from the sky. The monsters hadn't appeared yet, and he had only one head left, so he walked leisurely.