Earth-shaking changes are taking place in Jixiangsu.
Ferocious trees kept growing out of the houses, crushing the houses and roads with their force.
The gnarled tree trunks were like wriggling flesh and blood tissue, surging up and down. The leaves with dark green leaves and blood-red veins are densely branched and rustling.
Large swathes of beautiful Bianhua flowers are spreading crazily all over Jixiangsu.
The hibiscus trees and Hibiscus flowers are frantically absorbing the nutrients of this land.
"This way!"
Yuki led people to the area near Anzhai's house and saw a small figure on the street.
It was a child, a little boy of seven or eight years old.
The soft broken hair on his body was stained with blood, but there was no smell of blood at all. Instead, he exuded a very thick, quiet scent of incense.
The child was standing in the middle of the cracked street where Bianhua flowers were constantly popping up, watching the trees rising up all over Ji Xiang Su, with an extremely strange color of joy on his face.
His immature hands were raised above his head and then lowered, and he was chanting almost fanatically: "Fusang tree, rise up, rise up. It's coming, it's coming... The door to the underworld is about to open..."
"Hello!"
Yuuki Makensuke quickly raised the muzzle of the revolver.
Yuki didn't feel any evil aura from the child, but this didn't mean that the child with weird behavior was a normal person. It was probably because of the strong smell of incense that it completely covered up the original aura on his body.
A somewhat frantic Inuzhu Mizuiro turned around and saw several spirit exterminators rushing toward him.
His eyes, full of childlike innocence and purity, revealed an evil impatience: "It came so quickly. It's all your fault, all your fault... Now I have to let the scourge rise to the sky early and let the hibiscus tree Rise up, it could have been more perfect if you guys weren't in the way. It's all your fault!"
The culprit?
The kid mentioned that, right?
Yuuki heard clearly.
Everything here is inseparable from encountering demons.
boom!
He didn't hesitate and pulled the trigger.
A silver bullet was fired from the muzzle of the gun, drawing a bright silver straight line in the crumbling bloody night.
The child standing in the middle of the street reacted quickly and jumped sideways to avoid it.
His movements were too fast to be human.
The spirit-expelling silver bullet was shot into the air and smashed into the flowers on the other side of the ground.
"Little crack!"
The slit woman rushed forward quickly, her red trench coat collar being blown back by the wind, and the mask on her face fell halfway down, revealing the terrifying slit from the corner of her mouth to the base of her ears, and her long, slippery pink tongue.
She waved a large pair of terrifying scissors with both hands, and the forked blade slashed hard at Inuzake Mizuiro.
Uh-huh.
Some green and yellow moss and strips of cloth that should have decayed long ago splashed out.
Inuzake Mizuiro is no match for the cracked girl.
The sharp blade cut open his mourning clothes and penetrated his skin.
However, there was no blood on the water-colored body, but some thick and fishy yellow mucus that looked like resinous sap. Under his cut skin, there was no flesh and blood, but strange woody proliferative tissue.
This child-like thing is indeed not a person.
Yuuki lost all worries, raised the muzzle of the gun and fired again.
At this moment--
The crunching sound of wild growth came from the old wooden house on the side of the road.
There are three twisted and strange trees extending upward, entangled with each other and intertwined. The branches spread out like the claws of a ferocious monster, pointing directly at the coin-like full moon in the sky.
The wildly expanding tree trunks and tree trunks crushed houses and streets, scattering all kinds of debris, and there was a strong tendency for Yuuki and his party who had just arrived here to be involved in the trees.
"spread!"
Yuki gave the order without hesitation.
And at the same time that the group of exorcists were dodging and rushing towards the trees, Inuzake Mizuiro, who was injured on the ground, quickly stood up.
His eyes were full of hatred, and he gave Yuki a vicious look. Then, his small body flexibly climbed up the wildly growing trees. These trees that seemed to swallow up the spiritual masters seemed to be one with him, and both branches and trunks were clearing the way for him.
The color of dog bamboo water quickly disappeared among the blooming canopy...
…
Kamiyakawa held a letter in one hand and a mourning banshee in the other, and rushed into the streets of Jixiangsu.
There was such a big change tonight, there was no way he was still sleeping and resting.
In the first half of the night, the street seemed normal to Jixiangsu, but now it has been turned upside down.
Delicate Hibiscus flowers are blooming everywhere, and strange and twisted trees are growing crazily from everywhere.
Those adjacent trees are entangled with each other and blend into one.
The entire Jixiangsu has turned into a sea of trees with intricate roads.
Residents of Jixiang Sui continued to flee in all directions, and some who could not escape were swept up by the giant trees and swept deep into the bushes.
"Help!"
"Get out of the way! I don't want to die!"
"..."
"Get those people out!"
"Control them and bring them together!"
"..."
The escaping residents and the police officers and exorcists who were trying to control the situation were in a mess, and the noise echoed through the night.
While traveling through the Divine Valley, the path was temporarily blocked by tree trunks spreading everywhere.
At this time, the little old man appeared on his shoulder, hugging his master tightly with both hands, "Abba Abba" anxiously telling something.
He looked slightly frail.
"You said that Inuzake Sosuke took advantage of the chaos and removed your outer body?"
Kamiyagawa quickly understood the information content reported by the scouts.
There is indeed a big problem with that Inuzhu.
And what surprised Kamiya even more was that that guy could actually kill the little old man Mini in the [Void] state. How strong is his perception?
"That Inuzake Sosuke got rid of my scout clone. He is probably the initiator of all the troubles here. I want to rush to his house." Kamiyagawa reported into the walkie-talkie.
His words can be heard by the exorcists around him, as well as by the intercom.
As long as Uncle Yuki didn't get into trouble in the chaos, he would definitely be aware of his movements.
After doing this, Kamiyagawa, under the guidance of the little old man, once again rushed into the dense trees ahead.
…
The Inuzhu family.
The seventh generation woke up from his sleep.
Since losing her color, she has been relying on sleeping pills to fall asleep.
After taking the medicine, I fell into a deep sleep and it was difficult to wake up.
But tonight, Jixiangsu was too boiling. There were screams everywhere, and there were loud crunching sounds of houses collapsing.
The seventh generation didn't know what was happening now, so he instinctively looked to his side, but found that his husband was not in bed.
"Aosuke?"
The seventh generation got up from the bed and felt that his house seemed to be shaking violently.
Without thinking too much, she staggered out of the room.
There were various noises outside, but those sounds seemed far away from home, which caused Seventh Generation to have the illusion that the silence at home was eerie.
The familiar furnishings in the home all seemed blurry and blurry in the darkness, full of strangeness.
"What's going on? Things in the town, and Aosuke recently..."
A terrible thought lingered in Qishi's mind and could not be dissipated.
When the seventh generation trotted to the courtyard of his home, he finally saw something unusual outside.
The entire sky above Jixiang Su was covered by the canopy of lush giant trees. Those huge trees were like groups of squirming flesh and blood, blending with each other and forming a whole.
In my own yard, a field of beautiful Manzhu Shahua bloomed. The squirming tree trunks and roots have also invaded this place, squeezing the originally unique courtyard into pieces.
Under the loosening tree trunks, Seventh Generation saw two figures.
One was Granny Hideko, an old woman who was always gentle. She threw herself on the ground and fell among the manjus and sandalwoods there. Her body was the same bright red color as the petals.
And the other...
The seventh generation couldn't believe his eyes.
The other person is Shui Se.
No mistake.
No matter what the seventh life, he will never admit that it is his child who died five months ago, and it is Inuzake Mizuiro who has been buried in the cemetery!
He was squatting next to Grandma Hideko, holding a blood-red fruit-like thing in his hand, and stuffing it towards Grandma Hideko.
"Aqua?"
The Seventh Generation called out tentatively.
Her voice was hoarse and changed in tone, and it was unclear whether it was filled with suppressed joy or fear.
"Mother."
Shui Se among the flowers stood up and slowly turned her face to Seventh Generation.
His face was stained with blood, swollen and cracked, and his features were in pieces. It looked like it had been thrown to the ground, broken into pieces, and then carelessly pieced together. There were several obvious cracks on the cheek, and thick yellow serum was constantly seeping out. Under the open skin, no flesh and blood could be seen, but some strange wooden tissues.
"Mother!"
Shui Se shouted again and ran towards Seventh Generation.
He bent down and picked up a large handful of delicate Manzhu Shahua and raised it above his head. The flowers were clustered together and bloomed extremely beautifully.
Qishi's movements froze. At this time, she didn't know whether to be frightened or to make other expressions.
However, there is no doubt that the child in front of me is Mizuro, right?
His cute and pitiful son always acted like a soft little dumpling in his arms.
Even so, Seventh Generation still felt scared and took a step back. But perhaps out of motherly instinct, she opened her hands paradoxically towards Suise who was rushing towards her.
my child……
water color.
A good boy who gives a gift to his mother after a long absence...
"Mom, look, flower! Look! Look!"
Shuise happily rushed into her mother's arms and raised a large handful of Bianhua flowers in front of her mother.
He had a strong scent of incense on his body.
"Flowers! Mom, look! Look! Flowers!" He was still shouting, but it turned into a harsh scream.
The Bianhua flower in his hand fell off, revealing a fragrant knife hidden in it.
The handle is large and the end is small, which makes it stable to hold and has a sharp edge.
The fragrant knife stabbed into the soft chest of Seventh Generation.
"Look! Look! Mom!"
Shui Se threw herself into her mother's arms, raising and lowering the fragrant knife.
Those Bianhua flowers he picked were scattered on the ground, with gentle blood dripping on them, and the blood-red petals trembled slightly...
…
"Damn it!"
Inuzake Sosuke squeezed out from the twisted and growing tree trunk.
He had just dealt with the ghost stories left by the spirit exterminator in the courtyard tonight, and they were caught up in the wanton growth of the trees.
Inuzake Sosuke was holding a small but heavy brass incense burner in his hand.
A handful of musk powder was sprinkled into the incense burner, stimulating a dark and strong fragrance, forcing back the disgusting tree tissue that was still growing wildly and trying to engulf him.
"That thing... must be made of that thing."
The entire Jixiangsu has undergone earth-shaking and terrifying changes, completely beyond Inuzake Sosuke's expectations.
It must be that thing's fault.
The man who claimed to be Haishi's lawyer was lying to himself. The thing brought back to the world by the soul-returning incense was definitely not water color.
Rather, it is a filthy evil thing clothed in the skin of a son.
"I'm so stupid."
Inuzake Sosuke began to regret.
Through the combination of his own incense skills and the "Yellow Springs Naraku Curse" given by Haishi's lawyer, he did find a way to make the soul-returning incense.
To make incense, you need the petals of the flower that grows in the underworld and the fruit of the hibiscus tree.
These two kinds of creations can be summoned in human flesh and blood through the "Yellow Springs Naraku Curse".
Among the two bodies in Jixiangsu, only the old man Kusakabe who died at home and the corpse of Kuranosuke who died in a traffic accident were cursed by Inuzake Sosuke himself.
As for the rest... they must be made of that thing!
"He must be killed. I should have killed him a long time ago! That's not my son...it's not..."
Inuzake Sosuke rushed out from the receding tree branches. He smelled the smell of the thing. Even if it was covered by incense, it was a strong stench that could not be completely covered.
The source of this smell is coming from the collapsing home below.
"That thing!"
Inuzake Sosuke thought of something terrible.
And when he finally got rid of the twisted branches and rushed into the house, he saw a strange tree mixed with Granny Hideko's clothes growing rapidly in the courtyard, blending in with the wildly growing trees around it.
Seeing his wife lying down under the tree, the seventh generation fell into the arms of the blood-stained Bianhua. His head and back were leaning on the trunk, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was asleep.
In addition, Inuzake Sosuke also saw the disgusting evil thing lying next to his wife.
"The door to the underworld is about to open, about to open. It will rumble out from inside the hibiscus tree..." The thing muttered something in its mouth.
Inuzake Sosuke's mind went blank. He didn't know how long it took before he finally realized what had happened and started screaming and roaring hysterically.
Amid the screams, Inuzake's sanity was like a fuse that had blown out and could no longer be repaired.
He numbly raised the copper incense burner in his hand, and there seemed to be still a roar in his throat.
Then, he saw the thing next to his wife stand up.
The water-colored face was broken, like a chopped wooden sculpture, and covered with thick yellow juice and blood. These liquids mixed together and dripped down his chin.
One of his hands was holding Inuzake Sosuke's fragrant sword, and the only intact lip on his face was drawn back, showing an evil smile.
"Get away! Get away from Seventh Generation!"
"dad!"
Shuise shouted happily.
(End of chapter)
