The desolate skeleton looked at his hand blankly, only to notice that the resentment around him was slowly converging towards this thing.

The cold soul fire in the hole in the eyes suddenly ignited with anger.

This thing, how dare you snatch resentment right under your nose?!

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

As the vibration became more and more violent, a black and white figure, like a beast breaking out of its cage, tore through the outer layer of oilcloth and roared out from inside.

The figure was extremely fast, dragging the afterimage down from the desolate skeleton's grasp, moving nimbly along his massive body, between bones.

The huge wild skeleton, like a flea-ridden gorilla, could only turn its head sluggishly, trying to see what was happening in front of it.

"It's ......"

Looking at the scene in front of her, Mochizuki Ayano covered her mouth in surprise.

With Mochizuki Ayano's dynamic vision, he can naturally see clearly that the black and white figure that is "jumping horizontally" along several ribs of the barren skeleton and is as flexible as a beast is impressive......

“…… That guy's locomotive? ”

This is a retro-shaped locomotive.

Yamaha XJR4000.

She never forgot it, and naturally remembered that the owner of this locomotive was a bad young man who was suspected of being the reincarnation of a monk.

I vaguely heard, what kind of samurai did that guy call this car?

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Just as she was extracting the memories in her mind, the black-and-white locomotive that jumped down from the raised arm of the wild skeleton completed the "full-body oil SPA" for the other party in the exhaust sound of the beast's roar, and a thick white bone between the other party's legs fell steadily to the ground.

After landing, the black and white locomotive suddenly stopped behind the desolate skeleton and stood still.

"Click...... Click......"

In the middle of the silent parking lot, the sound of bones shattering.

In the reflection of Mochizuki Ayano's golden eyes, a huge desolate skeleton that was imposing a second ago, claiming to turn itself into one of its bones......

Unexpectedly, it maintained its previous movements, and collapsed like a stack of tall blocks that had accidentally drawn the wrong one.

The sturdy and huge bones were unexpectedly vulnerable in front of the locomotive's high-speed rotating tires.

The shattered bones fell like rain and formed a small mountain.

“…… Warring states...... Samurai ......"

Looking at the small locomotive standing still behind the Bone Mountain, Mochizuki Ayano seemed to see the samurai of the Warring States period who performed the sword drawing technique, staggered with the opponent, and gracefully retracted the sword after killing with one blow, saying lines like "You are dead".

This instantly reminded her of the name of this old locomotive.

"Anyway...... A locomotive can also become a mourning god? ”

Fu Fu Shen refers to the existence of the soul by ignoring the artifact for a hundred years, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, accumulating resentment, or feeling Buddha nature and spiritual power.

What can be turned into a mourning god is usually an object with a relatively simple structure.

Modern vehicles with complex structures, often composed of hundreds or thousands of parts, have turned into mourning gods......

Even if it's a well-informed Mochizuki Ayano, I've never heard of it.

Moreover, someone's driver's license was revoked just over a month ago.

During this period, was this locomotive so lonely that it reported a "crash course for the god of mourning", so it spanned the hundreds of years required to gather grievances?

"Poof...... Boom Boom Boom ......"

The dust settled, and as the roar resounded, the black and white figure of the Warring States samurai quickly rushed out of the door of the apartment.

"Wait......"

Before Aya Mochizuki could say anything, the locomotive had disappeared from her sight.

Left, in mid-air, a heart-shaped exhaust made her cry and laugh.

Unable to worry about the departing locomotive any longer, Mochizuki Ayano loaded the gun in his hand with a solemn face.

"Knock...... Knock ......"

With two strange sounds, the gate of hell in the air has been completely opened by the two desolate skeletons at this moment.

Countless black shadows, like fountains, poured out of the door and scattered in all directions under the night.

"Oops......"

A giant leg covered in mud and curly leg hair suddenly appeared on the ceiling of the apartment and stomped Ayano Mochizuki.

Mochizuki Ayano jumped out of the window with agility and hung her body on the edge of the window, dodging the fatal kick.

She didn't have time to pay attention to the strange situation in front of her, but her eyes were always staring at the figures that kept pouring out of the gates of hell.

“…… If these ghosts in hell are allowed to escape into the world, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Accompanied by the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures, a golden Buddha light rose up in front of the door of the Tibetan apartment, enveloping the entire apartment and the sky above it, and the black shadow that poured out from the gate of hell was immediately stopped.

"Lord Mochizuki, that's the 'Foot Wash Mansion', and the pioneer needs to remove the mud from its legs."

The Foot Wash is a huge leg that is rumored to have broken through the ceiling and suddenly appeared with leg hair.

If the occupants of the house wash their feet for it as it asks, the giant legs will retract into the ceiling.

However, if it is not completely destroyed, the goblin will still haunt the owner of the house, and will continue to appear on the second and third days until death.

"Presiding over the Dharma!"

Mochizuki Ayano looked back and suddenly looked happy.

In the light of the Buddha is the presiding officer of Kawasaki Master Temple, as well as dozens of monks.

"In accordance with Kukai's will, all those who have attained Buddhism in Kawasaki Daishi Temple will enter the world to remove their spirits and rest until ......death."

"Entering the WTO to remove the spirit, and resting until death ......"

"Entering the WTO to remove the spirit, and resting until death ......"

As the monks chanted in unison, the resentful spirits and ghosts of different shapes that had hit the high wall made of the Buddha's light and kept falling down were immediately pressed to the ground by the invisible force, and gradually dissipated in the wailing of pain.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is a step late after all......"

Glancing at the several black shadows that had broken through the Buddha's light and disappeared into the night sky one after another, Kobo's brows furrowed.

Those who can break through the Buddha's light and leave are all powerful ghosts.

But in front of him, the resentful spirits that seemed to pour out of the gate of hell were endless, leaving the monks with no time to care.

All they could do was stop what was in sight and put their trust in the soul slayers who were still coming from the periphery.

……

"Is there anyone nearby? This is the temporary evacuation team of the Taito Ward Police Station, please follow our instructions for evacuation immediately......"

In the lightless block, where you can't see your fingers, several men wearing green fluorescent bands and riding bicycles are running and shouting in the dead streets with thick, long, green glow sticks for disaster prevention.

"If there is anyone trapped, please call for help immediately......"

They are dressed in a variety of clothes, some of them wear psychic combat uniforms and goggles, and some are just ordinary firefighter uniforms or police uniforms.

From time to time, when they hear a cry for help or a lonely crowd on the street, these men will come forward to help, pull out one of the glow sticks on their bodies, hand them to each other, and indicate the correct way to escape.

The men who broke into the area of resentment were the temporary search and rescue force formed by the Metropolitan Police Department, the Fire Department, the Ministry of Defense, and the Self-Defense Forces after the 9th Division detectives led by Takeshi Iwata evacuated the Kuramae apartment, and devoted themselves to the search and rescue of the remnants of the people.

The detectives of the ninth lesson used practical actions and their own lives to implement the will of Mochizuki Ayano.

Fight for your life to live, and do everything you can within your ability.

On different fronts, fight together to the end.