Tokyo, Japan. This is a metropolis full of legends www.biquge.info and 20 million people are crowded in this city, and there will be any kind of rumors. But how much of it is true? How many are just false legends? That's where it gets interesting.

But now, at least the eight million gods of Japanese legend seem to be quite possible—a small shrine on the outskirts of Tokyo, and in the garden behind the not very tall torii gate and Shinto temple, the sacred rope and many ghost drawings appear to be sealed with a stone, a one-man tall stone that takes on an irregular spherical shape. This is also the standard configuration of Japanese shrines.,It's normal to seal a legendary monster in the backyard.,If you don't have this.,It can't be called a shrine at all.,And no one will come to incense and rejoice.。

It's a pity that this shrine is really not big, and the priests and witches of the past generations have no way to make money, and they can't think of too many tricks to make money, and they won't be promoted, so as a shrine legal person, they are walking on the broad road of bankruptcy. And now, in front of the stone, which was covered with withered yellow leaves, the ground began to shake slightly. "Found it." Such words came from no one, like a breeze blowing through the trees, "the breath of the commander-in-chief." ”

The rope that had been holding the boulder began to break, and the talisman attached to the rope and stone quickly turned into black ash. The stone spun around for a moment—and then I saw a stout man standing in front of the stone, still dressed in a yukata and wearing a mantle as if he had come out of a Taiga drama at the end of the Bakuga--and this guy had indeed violated the knife control law, and was dragged by Japanese strips to eat pork cutlet rice every minute on the way. The stout and ugly man danced with great joy, and the shouts of excitement made the people who walked outside the shrine think that the shrine was haunted, and they hastened to leave—they were afraid of trouble.

"Tell your Excellency quickly." The man remembered the most important thing at the moment, so he ran out of the shrine as fast as he could, and when he saw the pedestrians on the road, he turned and went into the woods, and the next moment a large rat skilfully burrowed into the sewer and left the place quickly.

"This is...... Demonic? Beyond the outer wall, a teenager looking like a high school student on the shopping street muttered something in a low voice, but then his attention was diverted by a beautiful girl, "What do you think of this?" Yikes! You're distracted again! And on the other side of the road, a very beautiful royal sister also hooked a man who looked like a high school student, and walked happily.

The large rats ran desperately on the side of the road, and from time to time they would sneak up on the car on the way to catch a ride. By the morning of the next day, in front of the eyes of the big mouse, a sparkling lake appeared. "Lake Biwa has arrived!" The rat spoke merrily. Then the mouse ran to the side of Mt. Hiei, and halfway up the mountain, the mouse turned into a stout man again, lying on the ground respectfully, and said loudly without raising his head: "Gorou is here, and I have found the breath of the commander-in-chief!" ”

The slopes and woods that had been roadless began to twist, and soon a winding road paved with stone slabs and stone lanterns on both sides appeared. At the end of this road is a magnificent castle tower that has never been seen before. Gorou Mouse burst into tears, lying on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly, "The little one, the little one is really terrifying, I never thought that I would be able to see our king city again in this life, the day of the Fierce Bird City." ”

The entire castle exudes a majestic demonic aura, which is the combination of the sigils in the castle tower and the demonic aura of the resident monster generals, especially the demonic aura emanating from the highest level of the castle tower. Gorou Rat followed the road all the way up, and finally it stepped on a drawbridge, and beneath the Fierce Bird Castle was a trench dug out, full of skull bones, and countless strange-shaped snakes and strange insects writhed in it, as if the skeletons had turned into a river flowing at first glance. In fact, if you look closely, you will find that many of these skeletons are also strangely shaped, and some of them have horns or fangs, and they are not just human skeletons. Now that the drawbridge has been lowered, two horned ghosts who are more than four meters tall in fur skirts, exposing their muscular and well-developed bodies, and holding a thick mace, are standing by the door, looking at Gorou with eyes bigger than copper bells, and the mace in his hand paused before signaling Gorou to enter.

Not long after, a fierce demonic aura rose from the castle tower, and a voice spread throughout the castle. "Pass the order! The guardian daimyo from all over the world are moving! We've finally found the breath of Lord Marshal! With such a sound, a dense starlight appeared in the sky, and then turned into meteors full of demonic energy and disappeared. In the upper room, Gorou was lying on the ground and did not dare to lift his head, and in front of it was a small cubicle surrounded by a screen hung with bamboo curtains, in which a figure of twelve singles could be seen sitting that seemed to be dressed in extremely ornate clothes, and to the left and right of Gorou were sitting about eight blue-faced and fanged yokai dressed as samurai suits. These gang of one-eyed, or bull-headed, or blue-faced monsters all showed an exaggerated expression of extreme excitement, fully revealing the acting skills of the book. And the voice behind the bamboo curtain issued a second order: "The herald Inugami clan, and you, the precept-breaking monk, will go to Edo together with the Gorou Mouse Path, find out the existence with the aura of the commander-in-chief, and bring that one here!" ”

"Whoa!"

On this day, cultivators or supernaturals all over Japan noticed the fluctuation of demonic energy on Mt. Hiei, and then the demonic power that spread to all of Japan. "Strange? Are the monsters in turmoil? The high school boy who was sandwiched between two beautiful girls muttered, but as a Taoist priest, he didn't have any interest in meddling in his affairs - this seemed to him to be a nossy matter, except for the fluctuation of the demonic qi at the beginning, the rest of the demonic qi sensed was nothing to him - he had seen it a long time ago.

In the other direction, the high school student sitting in the room only felt an ominous aura, but he didn't pay attention to it either—the middle-aged man in front of him who was pouring wine was the source of his troubles now. "This toast to ourselves! The thousand-year-old ghost ......" The young man took the cup with a wry smile and drank it all in one gulp.

All over Japan came alive -- the "big yokai" that had long been a legend appeared in the dark world, and the "young yokai" who had become urban legends learned for the first time that the strange stories recorded in the old books of this world were actually true - even though it was ridiculous that the monsters were still strange and strange stories.

In the dark world, war began.

Kyushu and Shikoku each had a strong demonic aura rising into the sky, and the barking of dogs and the neighing of horses resounded in the sky.