The dead soul worms flying through the sky soon disappeared from their sight and flew to unknown places.

"What is that?"

Zhang Jiao looked at Kong Hai muttering to himself, with a curious question and answer.

Kooka immediately came to his senses when he heard this, his face looked very ugly, but he still answered Zhang Jiao’s question patiently.

"The Dead Soul Worm, a legendary demon born in the pit of thousands of people, is one of the hundreds of ghosts that are widely circulated in stories such as the Story of Peace."

He explained a little, then bowed apologetically, "Sorry Zhang Sang, can I explain to you later? Now let me call me."

Zhang Jiao immediately waved his hand to signal him to be busy first and not to care about himself.

Kooka immediately took out his cell phone and quickly called, wanting to know what was going on, a demon like the Dead Soul Worm actually appeared in the sky of Hiroshima Prefecture in a panic.

Are all the mages guarding locally dead?

On this side, Zhang Jiao was muttering what Kong Hai had just explained, and his thoughts flipped.

"Dead soul worm, one of the hundreds of ghosts?"

He immediately thought of the second mission in this world mission, requiring him to kill at least three hundred ghosts. Now it seems that it is not an easy thing to do.

Zhang Jiao looked up at the faint traces left in the sky, and compared them with the dead soul worm that had just flew past. If the power of the hundred ghosts was roughly like this, even if he let go of the constraints on the two evil spirits in his body, he might not be able to eat each other firmly.

It seems that we have to find a way to join the Exorcist Legion mentioned in the mission as soon as possible. Otherwise, if we rely solely on hunting three hundred ghosts, we will be afraid that we will be desperately completed. We will probably not die and will be half-dead, and we will have to end this mission in disgrace.

But, where is this so-called exorcist legion?

Zhang Jiao looked at Kōkai in front of him and was thinking about how to ask later, Kōkai had almost started arguing with the person on the other end of the phone.

After a few quarrels, the two finally ended with the other party hanging up the phone. Kooka hung up the phone angrily and cursed.

"Baga, a group of waste, I don't know anything about it. Are the people in the Chuanyou family all the money?"

He immediately walked out angrily, saying as he walked, "I'll go to the Chuanyou family to see what this group of red deer did?"

The man from Kookaki looked at his father and spread his hands at Zhang Jiao helplessly, with an apology on his face.

Zhang Jiao didn't care, so he followed them tightly.

He still has questions and would like to ask Kookami for advice, but now it seems that this should not be a good time to ask.

Atama Shrine intersection.

Kooka calmed down his expression slightly and spoke to Commissioner Chiyo who was waiting in the car. After asking him to order the scene inside to clean up, he turned around and sat in another car and was about to rush to the Kawayou family's station.

The Dead Soul Worm is no better than these little demons resurrected from the Yin Qi ghost energy. If one of them is not done well, it will really cause great unrest.

The vehicle slowly drove to the edge of the intersection, and the man from Kōkai immediately sat in. Zhang Jiao, who was following him, was not polite, and sat in with a thick face.

Kooka, who was driving in front, looked at Zhang Jiao who was following in the rearview mirror, and his throat squirmed twice, but in the end he still didn't make a sound, which was considered to be accustomed to his behavior.

As the night approached, the vehicles on the road were already scarce. Kōhai stepped on the accelerator and the speed had reached more than 110 yards, and it was faster than the cars ahead.

"Slow! Slow! Slow! It's so slow!"

Kōkai grabbed the steering wheel and shouted. Kōkai's servant, who was sitting in his passenger seat, lowered his head and buried his legs, concentrating on counting the pores on his palms, and did not dare to sit back and look at him.

"It's so disgraceful."

But Kooka didn't know what his son was thinking now. After a while of racing, his previous anger had completely dissipated. He was bragging to Zhang Jiao now.

"Zhang Sang, do you know that when I was young, I was a famous underground driver. The drivers in Hexi respectfully called me the Shadow Hunting Leopard. No one could ever surpass me on the road."

He boasted about his achievements in a silence, and was talking about competing with the four major car gods in Hexi, and a low beam light came from behind him.

Kong Hai raised his lips on the spot and said to Zhang Jiao, "Zhang Sang, do you believe it? Even if I slow down 30 yards now, the car behind me will not be able to catch up with me. This is the confidence of a top driver known as Shadow Hunting Leopard!"

Before he could finish his ox, the vehicle behind him had already chased after him. The low beam swept over, and the vehicle behind him was at the corner in front, overtaking directly with an almost impossible drift, leaving the Honda far behind.

From a distance, in just a blink of an eye, I can only see the taillights of the Toyota car in front of me.

Kong Hai immediately shut up, the car was filled with tranquility, and he could only hear the roar of the vehicle's engine.

After a while, he suddenly muttered to himself, "What's the matter with the other party's transformation car?" Can it be considered a loss to the transformation car?"

There was a cheerful atmosphere in the car.

For more than two hours, the car was parked in front of a continuous mansion.

From the outside, the mansion is old-fashioned Japanese style, composed of traditional building materials such as bamboo, stone, paper, wood, etc., and is mixed with a little Western architectural style, but it looks not messy and looks very harmonious.

After Zhang Jiao got off the car, he looked at the exquisite and magnificent building complex in front of him and felt a sense of familiarity.

The gloomy and evil feeling of wetness and coldness kept coming out of the land under his feet, making him almost think that he had returned to the Jiulong River, which was very similar to the night when the Fengdu Ghost City appeared.

He looked around and saw that the Kukai and his son in front of him seemed to feel the abnormality of the ground beneath their feet. The two of them chanted the scriptures in a low voice, and the Buddha light shone out on their bodies. Kūkai said in disbelief.

"What's wrong with the Chuanyou family? Why is there such a great evil spirit?"

But no one answered him.

Only the door of the mansion in front suddenly opened, and two men in home kimonos quickly walked out of the entrance hall and bowed to the three of them.

"Three wizards are invited to come in, and the head of the family will arrive in a moment."

As he said that, he led the three of them into the mansion, turned left and right to a huge tea room.

There is a layer of tatami on the floor of the tea room, and there are many screens full of poetry and landscapes. However, these screens have been moved away at this moment, and more than a dozen people have already sat down in the empty tea room.

They dressed in different styles, including Onmyoji in hunting clothes, Swordsman dressed in ronin, witches carrying bows and bells, priests wearing high hats, etc. Zhang Jiao even saw a priest wearing a robe holding a cross.

At this moment, these people gathered here and waited without saying a word.

Zhang Jiao and the other two were guided by the servants to sit on a tatami on the left, and then a staff dressed by a servant brought a desk table and placed tea, fruits and vegetables.

During this period, people were led to this tea room one after another. It seemed that they had noticed the incident tonight and came to ask about it.

More than half an hour, a man wearing a dark gray kimono and two beards hurried into the tea room.

As soon as he walked into the tea room, he walked to the center of the tea room and walked upright to everyone.

Kawayo Masao protruded into the ground, touching the ground with his forehead and whispered loudly.

"I'm very sorry, I've caused trouble for all the mages!"

However, no one answered him, only a tall and thin priest sitting in front stood up and questioned Kawayoumasao.

"Chuanyou family head, can you tell us what happened? Why did the Dead Soul Worm appear in Hiroshima Prefecture, and a hundred ghosts like Qingfang? When you issued a commission to us, you said that it was just a few little monsters infected with the spirit of ghosts. How could it become an evil thing among the ghosts? I also asked the Chuanyou family head to give us a reasonable explanation."

Seeing someone taking the lead in trouble, he immediately started to condemn the crowd below.

"That's right, I seemed to see a cat at night, and I almost thought I had traveled to the Heian era."

"That's right, the head of the Chuan family please give us a reasonable explanation."

Amid the condemnation, Kawayou Masao, who was kneeling in front of everyone, his forehead and the ground became more and more compact. He shouted, "I'm very sorry, this is a mistake from our Kawayou family. When strengthening the seal of the ancient well, we had some minor problems and escaped some sealed demons."

"Damn it, are you the head of the Chuan family fools? This kind of thing can happen. Do you know how serious the consequences will happen?"

The tea room immediately became crowded with people and questioning was endless.

Kawayou Masao knelt down on the ground without refuting at all. After everyone's anger dissipated, he spoke, "Because of the troubles caused to everyone by this incident, our Kawayou family head is very sorry. We are willing to take on the responsibility this time."

"The commissioned remuneration of each mage is increased by five times, and at the same time, the Sushu Pavilion of our Sichuan Family is opened. As long as the mages are willing to help us catch and kill the escaped demons, they can enter the Sushu Pavilion's view based on their contributions. Please ask the mages!"

After saying that, he made another big gift.

"Are you serious?" someone asked immediately.

Kawayou Masao immediately raised his head and said seriously, "I swear by the 600-year history of the Kawayou family."

The people in the tea room suddenly became quiet, and the previous tense questioning voices suddenly dissatisfied.

"They have all increased their money, so what else is there to be dissatisfied with?"

Zhang Jiao looked at the calmed people and showed a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, but no one noticed that everyone was busy calculating how much the five times the reward was.

The night is dark.

After washing up, Kawayo Masao slowly returned to his bedroom.

He sat upright on the tatami, playing with less than two inches of stray flank in his hand.

In front of him, the hidden and fierce death breath kept hovering in front of him, and the wicks in the paper lantern suddenly became faint and green, reflecting his face with gloomyness.

The soft and comfortable tatami suddenly turned into an object like an animal's internal organ, slippery and disgusting. Countless blood flowed down from every corner of the room and swam towards him.

Kawayou Masao seemed to have not seen everything happening in front of him. He pulled out his flank and whispered, "Kakiko, do you know? In Japan, there is no matter that cannot be solved without bowing. If so, then septum can solve all problems."

He gestured on his abdomen with a smile in his eyes.
Chapter completed!