With his mind made up, Kamiyagawa rotated the handle of the hatchet with one hand, his eyes a little firmer.
"Jiejie..."
Hannya, who was wearing a weird smile mask, let out a weak, strange laugh, and his vicious golden eyes were locked on the blade of Kamiyagawa's hatchet, motionless.
Prajna felt threatened.
To be honest, the stranger in front of me who should not appear in the world of Kaidan is not strong, and he would not be Prajna's opponent in normal times.
However, Prajna is too seriously injured now and his condition is too bad.
"Abba!"
The little old man on Kamigawa's shoulder pumped his fist excitedly.
He seemed to think that the master he had just recognized was finally going to put an end to the injured mask ghost story.
As a weak monster with a low growth limit, the little old man is happy to see the demise of monsters who are stronger than him.
The two monsters at the scene were all paying close attention to Kamiyagawa's every move.
After a while, the young co-master of ghosts and gods finally made a move.
He twirled the hatchet again and said to Xiao Hannya: "Fuck with me and be my shikigami."
Be my shikigami.
Sign a contract with me and become Mahou Soju.
From now on, I will be your fucking master!
"Jie Jie?"
After saying these words, Prajna's fierce mask-covered face revealed a look of confusion.
"Whew?"
The little old man on Kamiyagawa's shoulder stared and opened his mouth. After being shocked like an electric shock, he suddenly became extremely depressed.
The little old man knew more than Prajna. He knew that there was a vacant shikigami statue in Kamiya, which had not yet been inhabited by Kaitan.
But why is this happening?
It was obviously him who came first!
Kamiyakawa didn't pay too much attention to the reaction of the two monsters. After all, what he just said was not a request, but just a notification.
I want to make a contract with you, what does it have to do with you?
Kamitani silently recited the spirit-binding technique of [Spirit Control Technique]. As he chanted softly, every time he uttered a word, illusory characters with a faint golden light appeared around him.
The more characters are gathered together, the more connected words become sentences, and the connecting dots become lines. In the end, it became like a shining golden floating rope, flying towards Prajna.
Uh-huh.
The golden character ropes tied up Prajna's body wearing a long undergarment, forming a bad knot like a tortoise shell, and then gathered tighter and tighter.
"Jiejie..."
Prajna made a weird laugh and struggled desperately.
Just now she didn't quite understand what this stranger wanted to do to her, but now she finally understood the masked ghost story. This guy wanted to enslave herself and force herself to recognize him as his master!
no.
So unwilling.
How could he accept a stranger who was weaker than himself as his master?
Also, this guy is so mean.
It's completely taking advantage of the ghost's danger.
unacceptable!
Prajna twisted his body, which was weakened by the serious injury, and struggled. At the last moment when the golden talisman rope was about to be completely tightened, the masked ghost story let out a miserable laugh and struggled hard!
This strange laughter was extremely loud, causing a large wave of air to vibrate, causing the mountain wind to roar and the tree shadows to tremble.
Snapped.
The golden talisman broke, shattered into individual characters, and disappeared.
Wild Pokémon jumped out of the Poké Ball.
The [Spirit Control Technique] Kamiyagawa mastered was only at the entry level, and his own spiritual skill value was pitifully low, unable to even make up 1 point.
The Soul Binding Jue he recited must be ineffective.
After breaking the golden talisman rope, there were still some shameful traces of rope marks on Prajna's long undergarment.
She raised her head, and the golden pupils under the mask stared at Kamiyakawa with shame and anger.
"... He's still very hot-tempered. It seems he doesn't even have the strength to escape, but he still insists on breaking my spell."
Kamiyakawa's mind was a little dazed. A failed soul-binding spell consumed a certain amount of his mental energy.
You have to take a short break before reciting it a second time.
"But as long as you can't run away, sooner or later you will be my ghost."
After resting for a while, Kamiyakawa's brain returned to clarity.
The smiling Hannya opposite him still remained slumped on the ground, his fierce masked face still showing a scowl. It seems that he wants to resist, but he doesn't have much strength to resist.
"I hope you won't be too stubborn. With my mental strength, I won't be able to recite the Soul Binding Jue too many times."
Kamiyakawa thought this in his mind, and he was about to recite the Soul-Retaining Jue for the second time.
"Abba whining!"
At this time, the little old man who was still depressed suddenly jumped up, his dry old face was full of panic, and started to pull Kamiyakawa's hair.
"what?"
Kamiyakawa stopped chanting.
"Abba!"
The little old man continued to pull Kamiya's hair, and then pointed anxiously at the shadowy mountain forest behind him.
This little ghost talk seemed to be keenly aware of something.
The mountain wind on the cliff was still blowing, causing the trees in the forest to sway.
After being reminded, Kamiyakawa noticed somewhat belatedly that something seemed to be approaching deep in the forest.
It seemed that the miserable laughter that Prajna made when he just broke the curse attracted some bad things nearby.
There was rustling movement deep in the forest.
"Abba whining!"
The little old man finally shouted several times into Kamiyakawa's ears. The frightened expression on the old face became more and more serious. Finally, his short body swayed and turned into a black smoke, which disappeared.
Xiaoguaitan, who sensed the approaching danger, directly applied oil to the soles of his feet.
He moistened.
Kamiyagawa:……
Running so fast.
Kamiyagawa didn't really care about the little old man's stage fright and running away.
Strictly speaking, the relationship between him and this little old man was just an employment relationship.
Moreover, Kamiya is an immortal in the Kaitan world. When he encounters danger, he will rush to the street and return to reality to wait for the resurrection CD.
As for the little old man, he would probably be gone if he died.
This little monster is pretty good at talking and doing things. Even if he runs away, Kamiyagawa doesn't want him to die here.
"Jie Jie!"
While Kamiyakawa turned his head and stared at the movement in the forest, there was also movement on the side of Xiao Prajna.
She seemed to be trying to get up from the ground, but failed because she was too injured and too weak.
Laughing Prajna looked towards the shadowy mountain forest. The green-faced fanged face covered by the mask of a sly smile showed obvious hatred and hostility.
You know, even though Kamiyagawa had just used the spirit-binding technique to tie her up in a bad posture like turtle shell binding, the masked monster only showed anger and embarrassment.
Prajna and the thing approaching in the forest should have an ever-lasting hostility.
The mountain wind howled violently.
After more than ten seconds, Kamiyakawa finally saw clearly what was approaching from the forest.
It was a child, about seven or eight years old, wearing plain white linen clothes, running out of the shadow of the tree with a smile.
His face and exposed arms were covered with a thin layer of short white animal hair.
"Hee hee, woof woof."
The child ran, biting his fingers and laughing. I don't know why, but he laughed like a cheerful puppy.
"Hee hee - woo woo -"
Behind him, in the shadows of the trees, laughter echoed.
More children appeared.
In the forest, on the treetops.
They laugh, they shout.
What was attracted was not one thing, but a group.
