Chapter 677: Trip to Osaka (30)
Because it is located at the junction of tectonic plates, Japan's geological activities are very active, which has also led to a lot of earthquakes, almost one every three days. As small as kindergartens and as large as various units, earthquake evacuation drills are held several times a year. Therefore, unless the earthquake is too big, most people don't care much and just hide under the table skillfully.
The earthquake just now was only slightly felt by the human body. Even the cups on the table could not be knocked over. And just as everyone wanted to take action, the earthquake stopped, and it did not have any impact on life at all. Influence.
After waiting for a while, the high school students in the Supernatural Department found that the yard suddenly became quiet, and everyone was looking in one direction.
"What are you looking at?" Kawasaki looked over there in confusion, but saw nothing.
Immediately afterwards, they saw the monks in the temple begin to evacuate the guests attending the ceremony, on the grounds that they were asked to gather in open areas for refuge.
"What? We need to evacuate even after an earthquake of this magnitude? What about the festival?" Kawasaki shouted. He had paid a large sum of money for incense, but he still followed the crowd towards the other side.
These non-psychic guests were a little confused, but they were not too panicked. On the other hand, the psychic guests were different. Almost at the same time, they felt that they were coming from [Hell]. The smell coming from the direction made the whole yard lively.
"It's the mountain god. The mountain god is angry."
"Weibo, seeing the good things you have done, I will say that young people are unreliable."
"Lord Mountain God, please calm down, please forgive us..."
Some of the psychics present were so panicked that they knelt on the ground to pray, some moved rosary beads and recited scriptures, and some kept blaming the altar. However, only some people know what happened.
"Master Guiteng, is that over there..." A ghost exterminator came to Guiteng Longguang and asked: "Then what should we do next?"
Ghost Fuji Ryuguang raised his bamboo hat slightly and said very calmly and briefly: "Wait."
With just one word, the spiritual masters here found their backbone and calmed down.
"I feel like Master Gui Teng is becoming more and more reassuring." Master Youzhu said.
Another said: "Yes, if Master Onitou was still a kind-hearted elder before, then he already has leadership qualities now. If Ashiya-sama retires in the future, I think the next leader of the alliance will be The leader must be Master Guiteng.”
"I just don't know what they are doing over there? It feels like they summoned something terrible. Is it an evil spirit unique to Mount Osore? It's too scary."
Compared to the Soul Exterminator Despite the indifference on our side, the mediums who were conducting the ceremony had already begun to accuse Weibo.
An old medium came to the altar and shouted: "Weibo, what have you done? Why is the mountain god angry!"
"That's not a mountain god." Weibo looked in that direction and said, "That's a dead soul who was imprisoned in hell and will never be reincarnated..."
She finally knew her master, Grandma Tao. What.
"I actually want to use this method to make the dead become mountain gods..." Weibo's body was trembling. She didn't expect that her master had been doing this kind of thing for more than 20 years. The convenience of the ceremony, taking advantage of the will power gathered by the Osama Festival to worship the dead and the mountain gods, and all the efforts to focus on the deceased master.
Just now, she communicated with the mountain god and guided the monster hiding in the mountain out.
Thinking of this, Weibo took a deep breath and her eyes became firm. She must not let others know about this, and she must not let that monster have the opportunity to appear in front of everyone! She must destroy that thing and bring order to the chaos, so the ceremony must continue! "Weibo, what are you doing?"
The surrounding Oshan psychic mediums saw Weibo actually kneeling in front of the altar again. Some people wanted to stop them, but were frightened away by Weibo's eyes. Everyone present could see her. The exaggerated aura behind it.
"What's going on? This breath..." The old psychic who was frightened away said tremblingly: "Isn't Shanshan angry by her? Why can she still contact the mountain god?"
"The ceremony continues." Weibo said calmly: "We need to quell this disaster. This is what Osama hopes."
The voice was very serious, even making some old people present. There was a hallucination, as if the person on the altar was not Weibo, but Grandma Tao in her heyday, the iconic figure of Shanshan.
At the signal of the temple owner, the monks knelt down again and began to recite scriptures. Although the mediums did not understand what was going on, they also knew that Weibo, as the chief priest, was the one giving orders at this time. that.
Seeing that the commotion in the yard had calmed down and the ceremony had resumed, Onitō Ryūko and the other spirit exterminators breathed a sigh of relief.
Above the altar, Weibo saw the scene in the distance. She saw the current situation in [Hell], and also saw the terrifying figure wearing her own style of feathers, who was now facing the mountain god wearing The capable Suzuna slowly approached.
Lingna was forced by the momentum of the enemy in front of her, and fear arose in her heart. She kept retreating, trying to escape from here, but her body refused to obey her orders at all.
"No... we can't win." Suzuna's teeth began to chatter. As an actor, she had failed in her duties. She insulted the image of the mask, and the connection with the mountain god was almost severed. It was as if the endless power began to leave her. She was no longer the spokesperson of the mountain god, but just a trembling little girl.
Just when she took another step back, stepped on a stone, and was about to fall, an invisible force poured into her through the earth, allowing her to stand firm.
"Miss Suzuna, please don't be afraid, I am with you." Weibo knelt on the altar, clasped his hands, and his voice passed through the space and reached Suzuna: "It's not just me. , the entire Mount Osore is your backing, there is no need to be afraid of that monster, let us face it together."
Besides Weibo, both the mediums and the monks were chanting mantras spontaneously. , aroused the power of Ozan, and this power was transmitted to Suzuna through the wave on the altar.
It seemed that Suzuna was regaining her strength. The zombie started to move. She was wrapped in misty black energy. Almost instantly, she floated from a distance to Suzuna and stretched out her sharp nail thorns. Toward Suzuna's fair neck.
"Suzuna! Don't be in a daze!"
The space was distorted, and Qian Xiaoyi appeared behind Suzuna, grabbing her collar, stepping on Gangstep, pulling her to avoid the opponent's attack, Qian Xiaoyi scolded: "Is now the time to be afraid? You idiot! Cheer up!"
"Mr. Qian, let me help you!" King Kong rushed over with a vajra and stood in front of them. It seemed that the corpse poison in his body was gone. He was removed by Iku Terao.
Hearing Qian Xiaoyi's scolding, a surge of anger emerged from Suzuna's heart, and she shouted rudely: "Huh? Am I an idiot? Do you know how much I paid for this power? In this case, I will show you my power!"
The mountain god energy face on her face came to life again, blowing her beard and staring at the zombie who was fighting King Kong.
"Stupid woman, come to me quickly!" Mountain God Nengmian shouted: "I must not let that thing steal my power again! Unforgivable!"
"I know it without you having to tell me! Stupid mask!" Suzuna shouted.
(End of this chapter)