Weird Regulator

On November 7th, midnight has arrived.

In the dense forest on the outskirts of Kyoto, the mist gradually rose, and the surroundings were completely silent. The sound of fallen leaves and snowdrifts crunching under the feet of a group of people added to the strangeness.

There were three people in this group, led by a man and followed by two others.

When the dim moonlight became increasingly sparse, a man following him finally spoke.

"Manager, the fog is getting thicker and thicker. Maybe what we are looking for is in this forest."

This man is casually dressed in sports and leisure clothes. He is not very young, but there is a sense of sophistication and maturity between his brows.

Another follower also nodded forward, came to the leader's side, and whispered in agreement:

"We have been trapped in this forest for more than four hours, and what is coming is bound to come. Should we be on the safe side and avoid its sharp edges..."

This man looked older, about thirty years old, wearing a pair of glasses, and was polite and polite.

When the leading man heard this, his slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly and he glanced at him with displeasure.

The gentle man seemed to be extremely afraid of this person. He immediately froze and took half a step back.

The man called the store manager slowly withdrew his gaze, stood tall and straight, and looked straight ahead at the thick fog, but also stopped.

He was about 1.8 meters tall, tall and well-proportioned. He stood there calmly, but was as sharp as a sword unsheathed.

His cold face is extremely outstanding, but his age cannot be revealed at a glance. At first glance, he looks only in his mid-twenties, but his temperament is quite calm and confident.

He was also dressed very strangely, wearing a dark gray tunic suit that was not stained by the dust, and his hands wearing black gloves were clasped behind his back.

He did not move, and the two men behind him did not dare to move. After a long time, a crow came from not far away, followed by a burst of noise.

A black crow, waving its wings, shuttled through the thick fog and stood on the man's steady shoulder in a very humane manner.

The black crow leaned against the man's ear and whispered a few times. Then his face, as sinking as water, changed slightly, as if he had waited for the answer he wanted.

"What we're looking for is out there, and they're coming."

The man's voice was hoarse and casual. It didn't sound uncomfortable, but you could feel the indifference in his bones.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding thick fog had completely enveloped the three people without even realizing it.

This is definitely not a good sign, especially for these three people who have experienced many battles and are used to watching life and death.

The man in casual clothes frowned, tensed his body, and immediately focused his attention on every suspicious corner around him, with his right hand in his arms ready at any time.

The gentle man couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart. He slowly took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and placed them safely in the box to deal with the upcoming crisis.

Only the store manager remained unmoved and stared straight ahead.

It seems to be a big deal, but it actually represents a kind of strong self-confidence.

The fog in front gradually became a little chaotic, as if there was something extra in a position that could not be seen clearly with the naked eye...

No! It's many things!

The living people heard the sound of the soil being lifted up, and then all the birds in the forest flew away, and the leaves were rustled by the cold wind for no reason.

The movement was so loud that the gentle man's eyelids twitched. He knew that what was about to come would be large in number.

"Store manager, I'm afraid it's a difficult ghost!"

These three men with special identities could tell what the coming crisis was even before they met. Perhaps they were used to seeing ghosts.

Quietness is the only sound in the forest.

All movement was lost at this moment, and silence was the only noise left.

The first ghost came. It was not the common ghost image of Ji Li and others. It was more like a twisted sapling, about as tall as a half-year-old child, walking towards the living person with two branches.

"Wooden Charm!" The man in casual clothes was well-informed and could tell the identity of the ghost at a glance, and an ominous suspicion revived in his heart.

Sure enough, the appearance of the second ghost almost confirmed his suspicion!

The appearance of the second ghost was unclear. It was tall and wore the armor of a Japanese general, with a samurai sword around its waist. It wore traditional Japanese high-heeled clogs, but its tall red nose betrayed its identity.

"Tengu...we have collided..."

The following ghosts also broke out of the fog one after another at the same time, revealing their true identities.

Mountain Boy, Bridge Girl, High Girl, Dead Spirit, Jing Mole Cricket, Tu Buddha, Red Tongue, Water Tiger, Yinmoluo Ghost, Qingnvfang...

The vastness of the sound, the variety of images, and the density of the numbers almost dispersed the dense fog in the forest. The sky was covered with ugly monsters and ghosts as far as the eye could see!

"As expected...Hakki Yakou!"

The gentle man had torn off his disguise at this moment. The previous gentle appearance completely collapsed when faced with Baigui Yakou, and the veins on his face popped out.

The three of them have almost become obstacles in the way of Baigui Yakou. It is impossible to escape even if he wants to. With the speed of these ghosts, they will collide with each other in less than five seconds!

The ghost tide we faced this time turned out to be the notorious Hundred Ghost Night Walk. Perhaps this was beyond everyone's expectations.

The man in casual clothes and the elegant man did not lose control and escape at this critical moment. Instead, they sat cross-legged at the same place.

The two closed their eyes tightly, resisting the ghostly sounds around them, resisting psychic interference with all their heart, and at the same time using their own methods to deal with long-range attacks.

Among the three people, only one standing living person and a black crow were left.

The man looked at the Tengu getting closer and closer, and paid attention to the scabbard of the katana for a moment, and then a sneer appeared on his stern face.

"That's it if it's the real Hundred Ghost Night Parade. It's just a projection, and it's not enough to kill me."

This sentence was spoken in a loud tone, and his breath was like ice, which made the two people sitting cross-legged behind him feel trembling.

Perhaps among the ten branches of Tianhai, only the one from the first branch... is qualified to speak like this!

Although this situation is an extremely rare ghost wave and it is caused by the notorious Hyakki Yakou, it is really not too difficult for this man to solve it.

The man retracted his hands, gently took off the glove on his right hand, and put it back in his pocket. He turned a blind eye to the Tengu who was only two steps away in front of him.

He took out a palm-sized square box from his arms. It was dark black with blood-red lines, simple and dark.

The box was opened, and a golden seal was exposed in the air. The world suddenly spun, and the thick fog was immediately dispersed at this moment!

The Tengu's movement of drawing his sword hung in the air, but he never dared to move forward, and just stayed in place.

The man's hair was messed up by the wind of the knife, but his eyes like black gemstones were as usual, his clothes were not messy, and he opened his lips slightly and said only five words.

"Open, let the Yin soldiers take advantage of the way!"