Requiem Chapter 5: Shikigami
"Haha!" Ito, who was immersed in the card game, suddenly pulled his hand out and slowly turned over the card in his hand . What appeared in front of everyone was the biggest card.
"You lose, and I'm going to kill you!" Ito laughed and opened his mouth, instantly exceeding the limit of human beings. At the same time, a miniature woman's head popped out of his mouth. The woman had long sky-blue hair that was wet, and an oval angel face that made people fantasize. But at this moment, she made a series of unsightly expressions, her eyes were blurred, and a few weak moans seeped out from between her teeth, making all the viewers feel weak.
Yes, this is the legendary Japanese monster: Feitouman. According to records, Feitouman is no different from humans except that her head and body can be separated. She has a stunningly beautiful face. She often hides during the day and comes out at night. She attracts men to places where no one is around, kisses them, sucks their blood while kissing, and takes their souls to eat. Feitouman is well-behaved and tame. If she can be tempered into a shikigami, she can greatly assist the owner's practice. She is the dream of many Japanese onmyojis. But to this day, the number of Feitouman is extremely rare. It is impossible to capture her without huge manpower, material and financial resources. From this point of view, as an onmyoji, Ito's family background and status in Japan should not be too low.
The remaining two people laughed wildly and took off their shirts. They each untied the bandages that suppressed the Shikigami on their bodies. The house was filled with a gloomy energy, and a gloomy feeling penetrated into the bone marrow like a cold winter wind.
The chilly air in the bar grew heavier, and the three men laughed wildly. "Wow—" a chilly wind blew through the air, "creak—creak!" It blew the broken door at the bar's entrance open and close!
"See! My dear boss...I said there is something wrong with you!" Yin Hun spread his hands, looking innocent.
The lights flickered, and just as the hall was plunged into darkness, three Onmyojis who had summoned the power of Shikigami let out desolate howls and came towards Yin Hun in three angles.
"Click" Yin Hui turned the lighter twice in his palm, and slowly lit a cigarette. He glanced at the fastest Yamaguchi half a meter away from his nose, and Yin Hui's body suddenly moved, almost touching Yamaguchi's fist, and then he stood on tiptoe and jumped into the air. No one thought that his seemingly thin body was full of such strength, and then with a beautiful whip kick, he immediately killed Yamaguchi's arm.
"Yebang..." Yamaguchi stared at his arm that was kicked at a 90-degree angle, and a few seconds later he let out a heart-wrenching cry. However, his cry did not last long, because Yin Hui's second kick directly saved him the energy to cry.
Just when Yin Hun was about to make the third kick, Ito and Ban Heng had already turned over the sofa and pounced on him like a tiger. At the critical moment, Yin Hun decisively retracted his right leg that had already left the ground and chose to retreat. The unexpected move was indeed effective every time, but it could only be used once. If it was used twice or three times, there would be no novelty at all. On the contrary, the opponent would seize the opportunity. Thinking of this, Yin Hun took five steps back and barely stabilized his body. Before he even had time to breathe, he overturned the table in front of him and blocked himself and Ito. Then he picked up the foreign wine bottle on another table, took out a crumpled yellow talisman paper from his pocket, stuck it on it, and smashed it at Ban Heng on the other side.
At this moment, Ban Heng's ten fingers were covered with long black nails, and his pupils showed a strange red. Beside him, there was a hazy thing wandering around, with a pair of green eyes. It was the Shikigami he worshipped with his body: Cang Gou. Seeing the bottle getting closer and closer to him, Ban Heng didn't care at all. In his current state, it would be too easy to dodge a trivial little wine bottle. But at this moment, something strange happened. Originally, when he lowered his head slightly, the wine bottle flew over his head. But the wine bottle seemed to have lost its strength suddenly, and actually moved down more than ten centimeters, just like a backspin ball.
"Bang!" The bottle of whiskey hit Banheng's head without deviation. The full bottle of whiskey splashed on Banheng's watermelon head, making him look extremely embarrassed. Banheng was furious and wiped his hair. Just as he was about to rush forward again, he suddenly found that there seemed to be something on his hand. It was a small piece of paper with strange patterns written in cinnabar, which seemed to be very delicate. His thoughts stopped at this moment. The next second, the whole talisman exploded and ignited the wine stain on Banheng's head.
"Ah!" Ban Heng rolled around on the ground in pain, his hands frantically scratching around, trying to find anything that could put out the fire. He finally found a bottle and poured it over his head without thinking. Unexpectedly, it was a bottle of Remy Martin with a high alcohol content. The result was self-evident. If the Ban Heng just now was a cute fire elf, then now Ban Heng was a terrifying fireball...
The black nails dug deeply into the ground, leaving a series of black blood marks. Cang Gou, who had escaped from Ban Heng's body, wanted to run away, but found that his movements were getting slower and slower, and weaker and weaker, until he was completely devoured by the flames.
With just such a small delay, his right-hand men Yamaguchi and Itahira had already lost their fighting capacity, and with the death of Shimakawa, Ito could not help but be extremely angry and secretly resented the Chinese for their scheming. If Yamaguchi had not acted rashly just now, but had attacked with him, the other party's plot to defeat them one by one would never have succeeded so easily.
However, now he finally understood one thing. The man in front of him was definitely not a pushover.
Even if the other party is a soft persimmon, it is not someone I can squeeze now.
But now, I have to try my best no matter what. If I don’t, I will really have no chance!
Thinking of this, Ito's shoulders sank, and he harnessed the power of his head. The hand that was stronger than steel pierced through the table in front of him and stabbed into Yin Hun's throat. Yin Hun leaned back to avoid Ito's claws and kicked Ito's wrist at the same time. Because Ito was prepared, he pulled his wrist out in time and did not suffer much damage, but he was hit by the oncoming table and his body was shaken.
Yin Hun used the power of his legs to do a backflip. Now his moves are old-fashioned. If Ito reacts fast enough, it will be very disadvantageous to him.
However, Ito did not rush to attack, but quickly pushed the table away, switched his fingering, and formed the Yin-Yang Dao's "Seimei Kikyo Seal". In terms of single combat, Ito had no advantage at all. But in terms of controlling the shikigami, he had great confidence. As long as he was given enough opportunities, Ito would make the Chinese man in front of him feel a taste worse than death.
As Feitouman opened his mouth, there were several slight bone-breaking sounds from his neck. Amidst splattering blood, the head covered with hacksaw-like teeth flew out of the body, targeting Yin Hun who had just stood firm.
"laugh……"
There was a bloody hole on Ito's head, and his disbelieving eyes slowly faded. He never thought that Yin Hui was so smart and had already calculated everything about him. Even after he stood firm, he immediately tilted his head, causing the flying head he controlled to fly past the other party's cheek. What he could not have imagined the most was that the other party would actually use the oriental Taoist technique he had always dreamed of, and both the speed and power made him ashamed.
After opening a bottle of vodka and taking a few gulps, Yin Hun walked to Ito's body with a sneer, squatted down, and took out a handful of playing cards from his sleeves.
"Remember, don't cheat again in your next life!"
After that, he threw the pile of playing cards at his face.
Standing up, Yin Hun dusted himself off and looked at the stunned boss.
When the boss saw this weirdo walking towards him, he felt like he was suffocating for a moment and wanted to escape, but his feet were completely out of control, as if they had turned into a pile of cotton. God knew what this guy would do to him!
Yin Hui walked to the counter and suddenly pulled out a hundred-dollar bill from his jacket pocket and threw it on the counter. He pointed his thumb at the three Japanese Yin-Yang masters and sneered, "I'll buy their bill."
The female boss pressed her left hand on her chest, looked at him in astonishment as he walked out the door, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, Yin Hun stood in front of the bar again, as if he appeared out of thin air. Fortunately, the female boss did not have a heart disease, otherwise she would have fainted on the spot.
“By the way, do you know why your business is so bad?”
Out of professional instinct, the female boss asked carefully with a hoarse voice: "Why?"
"because……"
Yin Hun turned around, walked to the door and opened it. The moonlight outside shone into the room. Everything seemed so real yet unreal.
"Because... you don't sell Nutri-Express here!"
After saying that, he suddenly laughed to himself, then glanced at the astonished boss and said, "Also...you don't need to give me the change. Just consider it as compensation for breaking your table and four chairs!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out, not even bothering to observe the female boss's hesitant expression. God knows how much a table plus four chairs cost, he might not be able to afford the loss even if he sold himself!
In the bar, the female boss had one white thigh resting on the counter. Her black boots matched with a short floral skirt made her every glance and smile become a catalyst for attracting men's adrenaline.
"Dictionary, please clean up this place! It's a mess and looks ugly."
"Yes," the bartender nodded: "I will ask someone to redecorate it tomorrow, but..." "Just tell me if you have something to say." The female boss lit a ladies' cigarette, but she didn't smoke it, just held it in her lips, giving people the feeling that she was a charming young woman who had fallen in the city.
"Instructor Jing, these three Yin-Yang Masters are the small fish that our National Security Bureau has finally caught. As long as we follow them, there is no need to worry about the big fish not surfacing. You did nothing to stop them just now and let this guy kill them one by one. Doesn't this mean that our plan has been ruined?" The bartender looked unwilling.
"I understand what you mean," Thorn shook his head, "but if you think that these three insignificant little characters can make the giants hiding behind the scenes show up, then you are too naive."
"Instructor..."
"Grow up your experience! When the day comes when you really become a decision-maker, you will understand! Notify teams one and two to withdraw from the surveillance area, and teams three and four to capture them all in one fell swoop!" Looking at the dark night sky and thinking about the cute little man just now, Thorn couldn't help but smile.
In the phonograph, Zhou Xuan still sang her song tirelessly: "At the ends of the earth and the corners of the sea, I am looking for a soulmate..."
