Remove all of the above.

Presumably because the response to such traditional festivals has been overwhelming.

So again, it has attracted a lot of new activities to follow.

For example, this year.

It is prepared to be carried out at the same time as the Spring Festival.

There is also a large-scale cos-type performance.

In the course of the performance.

People will wear anime specifically and gather with the costumes of the game characters.

However, this event also included an additional theme.

The name is a ghost.

……

"Twitter."

The streets are foggy in the early morning.

Under the startled birds.

Jiang Sheng, who had turned into a cat, was lying on top of Xing Moss's head.

The two staff members of the spiritual management office led through the crowd.

They should have been ready to go and see the gate that was in the temple of Yama.

Zhao Haiqing was still pulling his suitcase.

Wang Yanlin was still yawning boredly.

Such a special team naturally attracted the attention of many pedestrians.

Of course, outsiders mainly look at the cat lying on the head.

"Meow."

Clearly pointing in one direction with his tail, as the only member of the team who could sense the door, Jiang Sheng had the responsibility to take the lead.

Trying to find the door.

Xing Moss's inspiration is far from enough.

Even Zhao Haiqing and Wang Yanlin's senses are not keen.

It is worth mentioning.

Today's Yama Hall has been sealed off by the police with a quarantine belt.

They are investigating the cause of the collapse of the house.

Fortunately, Zhao Haiqing brought his documents.

Therefore, Jiang Sheng and the others can be regarded as stepping into the bamboo forest in the hall unimpeded.

"So, the door is hidden in this kind of place?"

Wang Yanlin looked left and right at the scattered grass and trees.

"It doesn't look hidden at all."

"It's already hidden."

Zhao Haiqing was extremely cautious and pulled out two pistols from his waist.

His bullets are endowed with special inscriptions.

Able to deal tangible damage to spirits.

"You have to understand that people who are not inspired enough, even if they pass by the door, will not realize that the door exists."

These are all things that are clearly written in the documents provided by the spiritual management department.

"But for three thousand grievances, isn't the door uncovered?"

Wang Yanlin casually patted the bamboo pole beside him with his hand.

He asked.

really stopped Zhao Haiqing.

But what can stop an alien like Three Thousand Grievances?

The sound of small talk fell silent.

Jiang Sheng closed his eyes.

Once again, I felt a throbbing from the depths of my soul.

The haze of the fog.

It seemed to wrap around its body, wandering in the void.

Before he knew it, the black cat had jumped from Xing Moss's shoulder to the ground.

And then walked forward as if no one was around.

"Let's keep up."

Seeing this, the girl immediately turned around and greeted the two people in the spirit pipe.

Wang Yanlin and Zhao Haiqing glanced at each other.

In the end, they were all ready.

The group of people in the dense bamboo forest, twisting and turning several times.

Finally, after passing a shrine on the way.

Jiang Sheng gradually stopped.

Then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Here we are, the door, right in front."

The cat demon spoke word for word.

At this moment, in front of it, there were already patches of pavilions and a hidden door.

Here's the problem.

If everything inside the door is wild, then how can there be buildings?

"Door, where did it come from?"

Wang Yanlin, who was carrying a cloth bag, looked surprised.

He couldn't see the door, he just felt eerie.

Including Xing Tao and Zhao Haiqing.

They couldn't see anything.

"Put your hands on my back."

Jiang Sheng, who came back to his senses, spoke again.

It has an inexplicable feeling at the moment.

You can share your inspiration with the people you come in contact with.

Sure enough, the three of them reached out to the black cat.

A door was revealed.

"I remember, that monster."

Xing Tao's face turned pale and fell into a trance.

Zhao Haiqing and Wang Yanlin were not spared.

Moment.

And they saw all the things that were inside the door.

There are coiling dragons lying prone at the spire.

There are mouthpieces disguised as the abyss.

There is Suzuka running on the back of a turtle.

There are giant feet that are thirsty to drink to the great river.

There are squirming tentacle brains.

There is a reptile that hugs the horse's face.

Walking corpses with flying heads.

There are waitresses who drag knives and parade through the streets.

There is an old woman who sharpens knives.

There is a kettle that hides a killing machine.

A man of God with three heads and six arms.

There is a gear that turns the hyakmeo.

There are bats under the cross.

There were slaves outside the pyramids.

"Grass, what's that!"

Wang Yanlin, who had a splitting headache, scolded in a low voice.

"Those are the source of all myths, the world in which human beings once lived in ancient times."

Zhao Haiqing, who has read the information, barely retains a little sanity.

"Penglai, the Western Heavens, the Four Seas, Shenzhou, the Rakshasa Kingdom, the Tower of Babel, Buzhou Mountain, Heiankyo, Atlantis, the Hanging Gardens of Ancient Babylon. Everything that has long since passed in our reality is there, behind that door. For thousands of years, the civilization there has long been destroyed, the gods and demons there are lawless, and there has been reduced to the most complete wilderness. Monsters divide the city, and demons prey on strange beasts. Damn, Wang Yanlin, can't you just take a look at the documents issued by the management office! ”

"Isn't that someone watching?"

Wang Yanlin's hands and feet twitched the corners of his mouth coldly.

"So, what are your so-called gods and demons, demons and all kinds of strange beasts?"

"They are above the spirits, they are inherently weird."

Zhao Haiqing tried his best to recycle his spirit outward.

"For them, spiritual power is like an arm-like existence, and calamity is the air they breathe every day."

"Bump!"

I have probably gotten the answer I wanted.

Jiang Sheng suddenly cut off the connection between himself and the gate.

Wang Yanlin and Zhao Haiqing fell to the ground at the same time.

Xing Tao staggered and half-supported his forehead.

"So."

In front of Ye Ying's swaying forest path, the cat demon turned around little by little.

"Now, shouldn't we talk about how to make the three thousand grievances give up this door?"

(End of chapter)