The bell buzzed and struck.

In the sky above Tokyo, in a corner of the city that cannot be illuminated, black fog is gathering, rolling, and shaping.

The moonlight was swallowed up, and the light of the city on the ground was extinguished little by little.

The sudden arrival of the 'blackout' has brought modern people back to the fear of the primordial night.

In an instant, the streets of Tokyo, known as the city that never sleeps, were swallowed up in darkness.

The black mist paved the avenue, and the scarlet eyes lit up in the mist.

On the streets, those strange but all hideous faces.

The bloodthirsty scarlet winds that were entrained, with a terrible and piercing wail, reappeared in the world one after another.

After a thousand years, the hundred ghosts gathered again, and the night walk began.

Demons of different shapes line up on the avenue, majestically moving forward, crowded but orderly.

The strange scene of ukiyo-e descending on reality is so spectacular.

Among them, there are many big demons recorded in ancient books.

Compared to other imps and demons, they have a great reputation in history.

They are the embodiment of calamity.

Their names have been etched in the souls of generations of mankind.

They are the fear itself.

A handsome man, the ghost king who leads all the monsters in the country, the wine swallowing boy.

He closed his eyes tightly and walked slowly.

He hadn't drunk strong liquor for a long time, and the scars left by the boy Che Angang were still there.

He wants to find the descendants of the source and use their blood to quench his hatred and thirst for a thousand years.

Wearing armor, carrying large wings, and a sword at his waist, the Great Tengu with a harlequin mask with a red nose and a high nose.

He returned with the glory and recklessness of his past, and re-disturbed the world.

There was also a huge figure in the black mist, and its body was so huge that it even penetrated the ranks of the hundred ghosts who traveled at night.

The black scales are like cold steel, it's not a dragon, it's candle yin.

Hundred-eyed ghosts, flying head barbarians, reincarnation into the road, ignorant of fire......

However, before these demons, there was also an ethereal figure dressed in a luxurious black feather weave.

At the end of the black mist, he stared at the earth under his feet, the black mist seemed to be an extension of his feather weaving, all things prostrate under his feet, and a hundred ghosts walked behind him.

He is the master of the ghosts who guide the hundred ghosts.

Under the black mist, his facial features were blurred, and only a chuckle was heard, followed by a sigh.

With a wave of his hand, the youkai poured into the city of Tokyo, merging with the darkness of the city.

He landed on the top of Tokyo Tower, with a pair of bright eyes and a flickering cold light, overlooking the vast land and looking at all beings.

At this point, the time for the monsters has come again, and he wants to dedicate his praise to it.

Time.

The monstrous demonic energy, like the ocean, is turbulent and sweeping in all directions.

The whole of Tokyo is enveloped in an atmosphere of terror.

At this time, all those who saw such scenes showed horrified expressions.

"It must be a dream, it must be a dream."

They don't want to believe it's true.

They all hid back under the covers, trying to keep themselves asleep.

They console themselves that when they wake up tomorrow, the world will still be the same.

……

At this moment, the major shrines and temples are brightly lit.

On the ground, candles are placed in an attempt to dispel the darkness.

However, the light of fireflies can not shake the darkness.

Monsters have become a climate, just like spring returning to the earth, once again in the way of a hundred ghosts walking at night, re-entering the stage of history.

Time passes.

The night walk of the hundred ghosts not only did not end, but also intensified.

There are constantly monsters from manhole covers, rooftops, murderous houses, cemeteries... Wait for some place to get out.

It wasn't until a loud rooster crow sounded that the demons slowly disappeared.

White fog replaces black fog.

The street lamps are lit up in unison.

In the morning, it was as quiet and quiet as ever.

But this tranquility gives people an unusual feeling.

It's more like deathly silence.

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Bite~

The phone rings.

"Moximoxi! This is Wuyuan Studio, how can I help you? ”

"Ichiro-san, I'm Kumi."

"Kumi?" Ichiro Reed sat up, "Kumi-chan, what's the matter with this god?" ”

"Actually, it's nothing. I just wanted to ask Ichiro-san if he heard or saw anything last night. ”

"Probably not! Last night, Benshen slept soundly and slept until dawn. ”

Ichiro Reed lay down again, crossed Jiro's legs, and replied seemingly casually but without lying.

"Really? Then what I saw was a dream! Kumi on the other end of the phone said.

"It's possible!"

"Hmmm! Ichiro-san, I'll hang up first. I'll get back to you later. ”

"Bye-bye!"

After hanging up the phone, Ichiro Reed knocked on the ground.

Asakusa slowly revealed.

"Asakusa-kun, are you going to participate in the Hyakki Night Walk?" Ichiro Reed asked directly.

"Uh-huh!" Asakusa nodded, "As a wraith, I can't resist that power. ”

"Have you ever seen the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts of this generation?"

"I saw it. But..."

"Is there a god who is handsome? Or mighty and domineering. Ichiro Ashiki interrupted suddenly.

Asakusa is covered with black lines.

Seriously, in his eyes, Reed Ichiro couldn't get along with the gods at all.

There is no majesty of the gods at all.

More like Scrooge.

When you see money, you don't even want to get that kind of discipline.

However, the other party is indeed a real god.

This cannot be argued.

Asakusa is also a real resentful spirit.

Facing Ichiro Reed, this god, did not deliberately pat him on the back.

"That Lord of the Hundred Ghosts, surrounded by black qi all over his body, can't see his face clearly at all." He said honestly.

Reedichiro frowned, looking slightly disappointed.

To be honest, he was also very curious about the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts of this generation.

In previous generations, he had dealt with each other, and the relationship was not bad.

Only this generation is relatively unfamiliar.

There's no way, the demon extermination operation thousands of years ago was too tragic.

Most of the big monsters basically died in this operation.

Even the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts was not spared.

After all, the mastermind behind that operation was the eight million gods of the plateau mountain.

No matter how strong the overall strength of the monsters is, they are not their opponents.

Going against the gods is definitely a dead end.

Ichiro Reed has also seen a lot of this kind of thing.

Just now, he swept a large circle with his divine thoughts, and found that this time the demonic qi was much stronger than before.

Obviously, their overall strength is a little stronger than that of previous generations.

In just a thousand years, there is obviously a problem with the rapid development of such a thousand years.

In this case, this god will see who the lord of the hundred ghosts of this generation is.

At that moment, Ichiro Reed sat up cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to search with his divine thoughts.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... Ten minutes later.

Ichiro Reed opened his eyes and wrinkled his eyebrows, obviously not getting the result he wanted.

"Strange, how can you not find it?" Ichiro Reeds touched his chin and began to rethink his divine being.

……

Outside.

The sun was rising high and coming a little earlier than usual.

The sun dispelled the fog and brought a little warmth to the silent atmosphere.

Spacious street with only a few cars moving.

There weren't many pedestrians on the road either.

At this time, it is already full of people coming and going, and the cars are endless and noisy.

Nowadays, the street scene is solemn, and there is not much life.

Kumi had just finished breakfast when she was notified by the school.

"Today, the school is temporarily closed, so please study at home and do not go out."

Kumi expressed surprise.

She felt that the school would not be closed for no reason, and something big must have happened.

Thinking about what happened in the middle of the night, Kumi felt that it must not be a dream.

However, wouldn't it be too strange for so many youkai to appear overnight.

Do the gods just care?

At that moment, she quickly ran upstairs and turned on the computer.

Now that the Internet is so developed, there are various ways of transmission, and there will definitely be relevant information.

Enter the sticker bar.

Four big words into the eye.

"Hyakki Night Walk!!