Chapter Seventy-Eight: Double Rashomon

What to bet on?

Gamble on your life.

Win stands, loses falls, at a glance, clearly.

After Uesugi Kiyoshi said this, he clearly felt a vague malice seeping out of the face of the jade god, as if in response to his provocation.

But... Other than that, there are no mutations.

The ghost king of the great rivers and mountains, is he such a good-tempered ghost god?

Definitely not.

That... He must have something else in mind!

Uesugi Kiyoshi immediately swept his eyes a little vigilantly, paying attention to the movements around him, but although this small courtyard is quite spacious, it is really impossible to hide any ambush in such a small place.

The most in this courtyard is blood and corpses.

...

Wait, corpses?

Uesugi Kiyoshi seemed to suddenly think of something, his expression changed, he suddenly turned his head, and his gaze became solemn.

At this time, Dongwen Zhenxi's crimson eyes were flashing with a fierce light, and she was holding a counter-bladed knife, wanting to finish off Dongwen Woo, who had collapsed in the corner.

The excitement of revenge and the relief of retaking the Dongwen Society, coupled with the sadness that can't help but arise when she thinks of her father's death, make her feel mixed.

Her attention was all on Dong Wenyu's body.

As long as this knife goes down, it's over!

She was highly concentrated, so she naturally didn't notice that there was a corpse lying on the ground behind her, and her fingers trembled slightly.

It was a woman in a kimono, she was lying on the ground, she couldn't see her face clearly, but looking at the costume, she looked like a maid of the Tobunkai, this kind of maid Towen Maki had seen a lot, and she didn't pay much attention to a corpse.

And it was this corpse that broke out in an instant!

She bounced up from the ground in an extremely strange motion, as if she had no bones, twisting her body like a snake that was crawling and crawling, from behind Maki Higashi, and pounced on the back of her heart.

The withered and pale arm, like a soul-locking hand stretched out from hell, pinched Dongwen Maki's neck.

Uesugi Kiyoshi felt a stirring of the mirage on the jade idol behind him, as if mocking him, and then, the mirage broke away from the idol and turned into a thick mist, like a ghost, and shot towards Tofumi Maki like a ghost.

A ghost hand, a mirage.

Deadly attacks on both sides.

Uesugi Kiyoshi can only block one side.

He didn't have time to think about it, gritted his teeth, his arm moved with his thoughts, and the snowy sword light instantly bloomed in front of that mirage.

This thing that has been detached from the statue of the drunken boy must be a big problem!

The sword collided with the mirage, but there was a dull sound of gold and stone handing over, and Uesugi Kiyoshi was like drawing his sword and cutting a stone, and the blade of the sword was difficult to advance.

The mirage also staggered back for a distance, but it regrouped without admitting defeat, and went straight to Dongwen Zhenxi without slowing down.

He didn't pay any attention to Sugi's meaning at all.

On the other side, just as the ghost hand was about to touch the cherry blossom sleeves of Maki Tofumi, a lazy sigh sounded.

A pitch-black black jade cane stabbed obliquely from the side, gently and skillfully blocking the path of the withered and bone-glowing arm.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't know when he was already in front of the maid who had burst into trouble, and there was a mocking smile on his face.

"Hey, I'm underestimated, don't look at me like this, I'm also the president of the Tokyo Collectibles Association."

"You only have Uesugi-kun in your eyes, and this really hurts me... I'm not weak enough to be that bad, am I? ”

"Could it be that you really thought I was here to see the play?"

"Don't stop talking, Your Excellency Ibaraki, the Oni King... I'm here for you. ”

"Your method of restraining your breath is perfect, you can fool Uesugi-kun, but you can't fool me, the taste of Rashomon, I'm too familiar with it..."

The black mist on the black jade cane was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved, and with a flash of lightning, it clicked a little and pulled it down, easily knocking the dry ghost hand back.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa had a dashing smile on his face, and his eyes flashed with smugness, and he opened his arms with a somewhat rampant expression.

"I... You can see at a glance that you are not human! ”

As if he had made a declaration, his rampant expression gradually developed into madness, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa's face was a little distorted, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in black mist, turning a faint gray, much deeper than before.

His voice also became low and a little hoarse.

As if he had changed into a different person, he smiled and looked solemn, and the black jade cane slammed the ground.

In an instant, the ground shook, and with the shaking of the ground, the ground behind Ryunosuke Akutagawa cracked inch by inch, revealing a bottomless ravine, and at the same time, a gate carved with ghost-faced fangs like an entrance to hell slowly rose from it.

The maid who launched the surprise attack, her face was as pale as a dead man, her hands were dry as ghosts, and her forehead horns were blocked, and she snorted angrily, and her right hand, not to be outdone, clenched her fist and hammered it to the ground.

The ground was filled with red lotus fire, and the purple flame burned brightly, as if it was fueled by the sins that would never disappear in the world.

In the midst of the flames, a hell gate with the same ghost-faced fangs loomed.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa and Ibaraki Boy, who took the maid, fight against each other, and the two almost identical gates of hell face each other from afar, and the small courtyard is instantly filled with fire, and the atmosphere becomes imminent.

This is "Rashomon".

There are many interpretations of Rashomon in Japanese legends, it was originally the name of a castle gate in Kyoto during the Heian period, and the Ibaraki boy was also active in the area where Rashomon is located, but the most well-known meaning of Rashomon is "the gate of hell".

It is the passage between the hell and the earth, a place that is beyond the reach of mortals.

The Ibaraki boy is the "ghost of Rashomon", and the most widely disseminated short story of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's life is the "Rashomon" that reveals the ugliness of human nature.

When they meet one person and one ghost, it is a situation that never ends - there is and can only be one Rashomon in this world.

One is strong, the other is weak, one lives, the other dies.

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed.

Almost simultaneously, both sides moved.

The Ibaraki boy dressed in women's clothes rose from the ground, and with a wave of his right hand, countless dark purple flames were condensed into his palm, spitting out, turning into a huge flame arm in mid-air, and grabbing Akutagawa Ryunosuke's body.

If it's pinched this time, I'm afraid that Ryunosuke Akutagawa will immediately turn into meat sauce.

Obviously, the president of the Collectibles Association is not a wasted person, the Moyu cane waved, the Rashomon Gate behind him opened, and in the black shadows, countless beast-like creatures with black bodies emerged, and the crazy servants pounced on the hand of hell summoned by the Ibaraki boy one after another.

"The sin beast born of the evil that devours human nature... But he who feeds on the fire of hell! ”

"Ghost King Ibaraki, if your body comes, I will still respect you for three points, but if you give up the body of a weak woman, you want to confront me head-on..."

"Maybe some people look down on people too much!"

A hideous, gloomy smile appeared on Ryunosuke Akutagawa's face.

The "Rasho Sin Beast" he summoned from Rashomon like a living creature tore the hand of hell at a speed visible to the naked eye, swallowed it, and then, with a scarlet light, rushed in the direction of the Ibaraki Boy.