The spiritual power of the runes between the fingers penetrated through the body with the strength of the witch's fist, and those stumps and organ specimens that were hit fell to the ground weakly, turning into resentment and slowly dissipating.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, from under the floor, two thick arms, one black and one white, stretched out again......

"Anything else?"

The face of the little bird Yu Zhengong remained unchanged, and he flashed the grabbed arm sideways, calmly looking around.

The distance was too close, and the detectives who reacted did not dare to shoot, and pulled out the "spirit detective baton type IV" on their waists one after another, and beat the arm violently.

Although this baton is made of special metal, and it has been consecrated and engraved with charms in various ways, it seems that in the face of this strange level [One] ghost hand, it can only make it painful and wield it more wildly.

The ghost hand withstood the attack, but instead swung wildly from side to side with more force, blasting several agents against the wall.

By sensing the resentment, the bird Yuma reacted faster than several agents, and with his agile pace, he avoided the continuous bombardment of his two arms.

The red hakama fluttered in the air with her movements, like a blooming flower.

"No, from the beginning, there was only one ......"

Seeing that the attack was unsuccessful, the two arms, one black and one white, slammed into the ground......

A spherical wraith stitched together from the internal organs of countless stump limbs left over from dissection exercises, leaning on two long arms, slowly crawled out of the formalin pool.

Countless mutilated human organs slowly wriggled like living creatures on the resentful spirit.

"Gathering the spirits? It seems that a quick solution has to be made. ”

Looking at the agent who fell to the ground in pain, the little bird Yumato untied the cloth bag behind him.

In the cloth bag, there was a bone longbow like white jade.

Demon bow, yo cry.

Facing the grumbling resentful spirit not far away, the little bird Yu Zhen bowed his face without changing his color, unhurriedly, and his feet side by side, facing it sideways.

"Hoo ......"

She held her breath and stomped on her feet, and after stabilizing her upper body, she held the bow close to her body in her left hand and made an arrow movement with her right hand.

The spiritual power in his hand gathered, and the little bird You Zhengong unhurriedly put the non-existent "arrow" on the bowstring.

Then, she lifted the longbow taller than her whole body in front of her head, held the bow in one hand and pulled the string in the other, spreading her hands to the left and right, and pulling the bowstring in front of her like a full moon.

The whole process was calm and stable, as if she was not in the dark specimen storage room, facing the gathering spirits from the pavement.

Instead, he was in the archery field in the blue sky and green space of the archery department, and he was doing his usual bow drawing exercises.

By the time she had gathered momentum, the conglomerated resentful spirits that had been stitched together by countless stumps and organs had slowly crawled to a place very close to her.

The bowstring was full, and the little bird You Zhen's bow arm trembled slightly, but it was calmly stored without hair.

In the face of the resentful spirit that was already within reach, she was not afraid at all, and after calmly aiming, she released the hand that pulled the string without warning.

"Boom".

……

"Boom".

Outside the dilapidated apse of Akagi Shrine, a thin and tough old man is holding a wooden longbow, calmly following the movements of the eight knots of the archery, stepping on it, making it, fighting, leading points, meeting and leaving......

The wooden bow, which did not have an arrow, was pulled by him like a full moon, and after a slight accumulation, he suddenly let go of his hand and made a crisp sound.

"Grandpa, what is this 'bang', it feels so powerful...... Why can't the real bow be pulled out......"

The little girl sitting under the eaves in a shrine maiden costume with restless feet crossed asked.

"It's the sound of the string, the sound of the bowstring when the arrow flies off the bowstring...... If you practice for a few more years, you will be able to pull out such a voice. ”

The old man was crippled, inverted, returned to his starting motion, and explained with a smile at her.

"But why don't you shoot the arrows?"

The little girl asked crisply.

"The archery skills of our little bird swimmer clan do not need arrows."

"Why? Isn't it strange that there are no arrows? ”

"Because the little bird swimmers once had a very powerful bow that didn't use arrows."

"Ever? Where is that bow now...... Can you take a look at the real bow? ”

"Grandpa hasn't seen it before, and it's gone after the fire more than a hundred years ago...... Perhaps, it was the gods who took it back. ”

"Huh? Since you can't find it, why do you continue to practice kyudo? ”

The girl looked at her bandaged fingers with some bewilderment.

The practice of archery is boring, and the fingers are easily injured, so it is not fun at all.

"That's so that one day, when the bow comes back, let the gods know that the little bird swimmer clan has not forgotten how to draw the bow."

The old man said this, and once again unleashed the arrowless longbow in his hand.

"Boom."

The same posture, the same string notes, the same waiting.

Generations of Little Bird Wanderers, day after day, with their backs to the morning light and diligently practicing their bows and arrows, seem to have crossed time and space and overlapped together at this moment.

"Woo woo woo ......"

After the string sound, the invisible arrow composed of huge spiritual power left the string, dragging a long, sharp tail note, towards the resentful spirit.

It was as if someone was crying in a low voice.

The demon bow cried and came back.

The little bird swimmer has never forgotten how to draw the bow.

Invisible arrows swirled in the air, piercing through the body of the giant wraith at an extremely fast speed.

Precisely through the huge heart that was wrapped in the center of countless stump organs.

The huge resentful spirit, which had reached two meters in front of her, pounced forward and stopped abruptly as the tail dissipated.

The huge body collapsed and shattered like a large building block, turning into resentment and dissipating.

In the face of the dissipated resentful spirits, the little bird Yuma Gong turned a blind eye, and still maintained the posture of "remnant" and reversed the bow unhurriedly and calmly.

"Joint ...... Combined with the two groups, the spirit removal is completed. ”

After a while, lying on the ground and looking at Ichisatoru who was stunned, he remembered to report to the headquarters.

At that moment just now, he seemed to see the phoenix of Nirvana.

……

In the dark, deep and rotten broad tunnel, Kengo Yamada and several detectives were struggling to make their way.

The zombie [Cocoon] wearing the red samurai Kai follows him like a ghost.

The sewer in Tokyo is connected by five large shafts about 70 meters deep and 30 meters in diameter, each the size of a rocket silo, and the reservoir is supported by 59 concrete columns 7 meters long, 2 meters wide, 18 meters high, and weighing 500 tons to prevent the reservoir from rising under the thrust of the groundwater.

Because it looks like a palace, it is the scene of special dramas and anime such as The Lord of the Rings and Ghost Mann.

"Damn, it stinks, it stuns...... Why was I assigned a dark, dark sewer? ”

While complaining, Kengo Yamada, who was slightly swollen on the left side of his face, kept adjusting his breathing.

It was when he was fighting with the resentful spirit at the toilet before, and he was cocooned after accidentally inhaling a mouthful of strong stench.

"No wonder when I was about to go out, Mr. Shimoto said that he was unwell and couldn't participate, he must have known it a long time ago!"

"The run-in tasks are all randomly assigned, and there is no way to ...... it"

The agent on the side explained to him with a sneer.

Kengo Yamada's group is tracking down a difficult ghost codenamed "Sewer Blaster".

It is in the form of a muscular man with no wisps all over his body, and at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, when the victim is most relaxed when he squats on the toilet, he appears inside the toilet from the sewer and stirs his thick XX into the other party's OO, causing the victim to bleed to death.