"Plants in Nakakyo Ward are growing wildly, and banshees in green clothes ......"

"There's a youkai flying over the streets of Sakyo Ward."

"What's this in Fushimi Ward, a kobold man still holding a katana?"

"Bones, bones, bones."

A huge wooden wheel rolls down the street, and at the very center of the car is a hideous grimace, shaped like a pranny, and its hair is the characteristic of the island Mediterranean, which is not properly combed, and has a hint of bohemian care.

It's just that the scrolling picture is very ghostly, and from time to time, because I don't grasp the direction well, I directly hit the telephone pole or store on the side of the road.

"Quack!"

A kappa with a tortoise shell on his back covered in green was accidentally run over by a wheel, and although he patted the dust on his body and stood up intact, he still chased after him with a stinky face.

There was black stinking mud gushing out of the manhole cover fence on the side of the road, and then he rolled his body like a ball, only to be stained with the dust on the ground, and his whole appearance became more unbearable.

This is the lowest slime in the game, and as soon as it comes out of the novice village, it will be taken by the player to test the knife sacrifice flag.

Then cut for a few minutes to start swapping out the next wave of monsters - Elite Slime, Super Slime, Mutant Slime, Thunderbolt Slime, Overlord Slime.

And the weapons in his hands have also changed from wooden swords to exquisite wooden swords, demon-slaying wooden swords, and heaven-shattering wooden swords.

There are also seemingly domineering yokai, such as the ox cart procession that is constantly watching, each official is a sign of extraordinary bearing, the pomp and circumstance are terrifying, and in another part of Fushimi Ward, a ghost dressed in samurai armor is out of place with the bustle around him.

He wiped his weapon, as if he was going to kill today, and some cats and dogs and ghosts also hid far away.

Kyoto is a world of Japanese fantasy, where modern technology and ghosts and legends blend together.

If there are cartoonists and directors here, the inspiration in the brain will definitely sprout outward, and maybe it will be able to rejuvenate the second spring of life creation and create some kind of island style works.

Nagai Takashi silently closed his mouth, Rao Yi was confident in the fifteenth brigade, if he started a war with the hundred ghosts at night, in the end, not even half a soldier would be left.

It's just that if these monsters all rush out of Kyoto in one go, will the 15th Brigade be able to resist it?

Sure enough, it's better to turn a blind eye.,The chaotic night walk of a hundred ghosts turns Kyoto into a huge bazaar.,A group of ghosts don't know what to communicate with.,But maybe it's because there's no living person here.,Otherwise, it's this group of ghosts happily holding chopsticks to set up a feast.。

The night has enveloped the whole city, and modern society naturally does not have such a charming symbol as a paper lantern, but the street lights can barely be used.

And those who don't believe in Hyakki's nocturnal walk, or who are stranded in Kyoto for various reasons, are all hiding at home in horror at the moment, shivering, and hiding under the bed, after all, the bottom of the bed is the most favorite place for ghosts to hide.

Only some live streamers who risked their lives to enter dared to stand on a high place to shoot, and it was the equipment that was filming, but people didn't know where to hide, as for going out on the street to give these creatures a close encounter...... No matter how much money is rewarded, no one dares to come forward and die.

"Moo!"

A long cow cry suddenly sounded in Fushimi District, and the nobles who came with the ox carts were in good order.

Silence and dead silence represent the majesty of the Yamato court sweeping all along the way.

Hearing the long barking of the cows, some of the ghosts who were originally noisy on the side of the road immediately stopped, and retreated into the alley as if frightened, only daring to peek into this grand pomp and circumstance.

The chasing kappa screamed even more, and jumped into the nearest river without saying a word.

This pomp and circumstance is indeed magnanimous enough, placed in Heianjing, which was just built thousands of years ago, the whole city can't get together many nobles who are qualified to ride in ox carts......

"If you are a ghost, there is still the pomp of the nobility, tsk."

The soldier who monitored the situation in Kyoto with a camera at any time shook his head, San69 and others seem to have a clear hierarchy of people and ghosts, and a big-headed soldier like himself is making cattle and horses for the big people when they go to the underworld.

It doesn't matter what this group of nobles are going to do or where they are coming from, and it doesn't seem to be showing too brutal tendencies.

And according to the aristocratic inheritance, maybe the big guys in the political arena can still find their ancestors in the white bone skeleton.

After all, the political bosses originated from the feudal feudal lords, and the feudal lords went back hundreds of years, and they were basically different Miao characters of the same family, and these families continued to go back, and their names were all Genji, Taira, and Fujiwara, which were the conspirators of the Heiankyo period.

Fortunately, although the world in the surveillance camera is chaotic, it is not too out of control, and everything seems to be just a different kind of dead Dituni Paradise.

It's just that the fees for Dituni Land are too high, and the stagnation of production for a million people in Kyoto City, as well as the subsequent blow to land prices, will make it more than enough to rebuild a Dituni Land.

The nobles and nobles traveled to avoid the commoners, the noisy city streets were quiet for a moment, and the terrifying pomp and circumstance did not know where to march until it stopped.

But that's fine, the ghosts drop one thing at a time, and the nobles seem to be much more normal than other ghosts, but things are developing towards the worst.

"Something happened, the ox cart of the nobles and the samurai collided."

The samurai in great armor did not shy away from the ox cart of the nobles at all, and the skeleton war horse stood in the middle of the road, and the riding spear in his hand was even more unceremoniously showing its edge.

This is clearly not to give face to the nobles, and the casual wave of the nobles on the highway has been teleported to everyone.

Although this group of nobles and nobles is silent, they are not puppets who are not delirious or simply controlled, and if they feel unhappy, it is very likely that they will fight.

"Phew!"

The rifle slammed into the ground, and the dull sound provoked the long convoy in front of it.

The pomp and circumstance in front of him did not frighten the samurai ghosts in the slightest, after all, in history, these nobles have long been despised by the samurai class, from the initial shogunate rule to the post-Restoration, the nobles were only peripheral figures in the real core of power.

Samurai politics has shattered the dignity of the ministers again and again, and it should be the nobles of the ministers who make way for the samurai!

The soldier who watched the surveillance video loved history, and his crazy brain made up a bunch of possible conversations, and the turmoil was turbulent for a thousand years, and the hatred of life was brought into the world after death.

But now is not the time to think about this, isn't it time to fight the first big battle in Kyoto?

And one 'ghost' against so many ghosts, it's too disparity!

The air on the main road of the street was almost frozen, and the imps who did not enter the stream screamed and fled.