Chapter 78 Chapter 78 'Okita Sougo's Bazooka' has been used...
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"Yes."
A voice suddenly sounded.
Behind the three ghosts, a figure appeared silently.
Suddenly a strong wind blew, shaking the bamboo curtains on the corridor.
The moon was reflected in the clouds and the corridor became dark.
Qing, Dalang and Jilang broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads. They immediately pushed themselves aside, lowered their heads, and looked terrified.
"Master Tongmo——"
Douma stepped forward and walked towards Li Xiaoqi and Dazai Osamu.
The clouds gradually moved away, and moonlight poured down, shining on Douma's face.
Li Xiaoqi pursed his lips and clenched his hands tightly, which were covered by his sleeves.
"Beautiful lady, I remember he seemed to call you... Nana?"
Douma chuckled, stopping in front of the two of them, fan in hand. "Even the name is so cute."
He raised his eyebrows, glanced at the door behind Li Xiaoqi, and said softly, "Don't be so anxious to go in. You haven't lost my interest yet."
Douma's gaze was cold and emotionless, and the contemptuous look he gave as if he was looking at prey made Li Xiaoqi sweat on his forehead.
Dazai Osamu's forehead jumped and he pulled Li Xiaoqi behind him.
"Get lost."
Douma smiled and reached out to Dazai Osamu.
"Oh my! You two changed clothes in such a short time?"
Li Xiaoqi's heart was filled with alarm, "Summon!"
In an instant, golden light streaked across the sky.
Douma stopped moving, unable to open his eyes due to the blinding golden light, and held his folding fan in front of his eyes.
"Um?"
He made a questioning sound.
The light pushed Douma back two steps, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.
"W-What is this?!"
Qing shouted in surprise.
"How is it possible for humans to have special abilities?"
Dalang and Jiro said in unison in disbelief.
The golden light disappeared, and a figure holding a wooden stick appeared in front of Li Xiaoqi and Dazai Osamu.
It was a Hilichurl wearing a mask, with a mane covering its entire head and pointed ears swaying with its body.
He has a strong but hunched body, dark skin, a bare chest, a loincloth made of animal skin around his waist, and feet that look like the claws of a wild beast.
When Li Xiaoqi saw it, he covered his heart and couldn't bear to look at it.
Okay, okay, you’re a Hilichurl, right?
“￥%……&*”
The Hilichul people spoke in Hilichul language, which no one and no ghost present could understand.
Douma opened his eyes wide, looked at the hillbilly curiously, and said as if he understood something, "I heard from that adult that there were Onmyojis thousands of years ago. They used magic to summon monsters, dispel evil spells, and protect the area."
"Are you descendants of Onmyoji?"
He laughed excitedly, "I didn't expect to see it in this era. After all, when I was born, I had never seen an Onmyoji."
"Hey, I changed my mind."
Douma seemed to have seen something interesting. He took two steps and approached Li Xiaoqi, "Nana, become my property."
"I won't kill you, nor will I eat you. That would be a waste."
"Want to live forever? Why not become a ghost like me?"
"That sudden appearance of poisonous wisteria flowers in your hand just now, is that also a form of Yin-Yang magic?"
He was so excited that the three ghosts next to him were surprised.
Seeing that Douma still ignored him, Dazai Osamu frowned and ordered the Hilichurls to go up.
The hillbilly received the order, raised the wooden stick and hit Douma on the head.
The excited smile on Douma's face did not diminish. He just raised his hand slightly and hit the hillbilly's chest with his folding fan.
In an instant, the hillbillies flew out like an arrow.
There was a crackling sound in the courtyard, and trees and rockery rocks fell down.
The hillbilly twitched twice on the ground, then disappeared in a wisp of smoke.
Li Xiaoqi's forehead jumped, and he felt that the smile on Tong Mo's face made his hair stand on end.
Those colorful eyes were filled with excitement, and this excitement was the look of a superior who had discovered a fun toy.
This condescending gaze and this disregard for human life made her sick.
Dazai Osamu hid any expression on his face and glanced at the void, which displayed grids of backpack items.
He quickly fixed his eyes on "Okita Sougo's Bazooka" and was about to take it out when he saw that the number on that grid had decreased by one.
Dazai Osamu quickly looked at Li Xiaoqi, and the image of Li Xiaoqi carrying a rocket launcher was reflected in his eyes.
"Huh?"
Douma blinked slowly, and the cute female face turned into a dark hole.
"Okita Sougo's Bazooka has been activated. Crosshairs are aligned, target confirmed, and fire."
"Boom—"
Suddenly, flames appeared and explosions were heard.
The hair on his forehead was blown up, Dazai Osamu stared at Li Xiaoqi's cold face in a daze, and slowly opened his eyes.
The sticky blood splattered everywhere, staining Li Xiaoqi's fair cheek.
Because of the recoil, Li Xiaoqi fell backwards and hit the door.
The head of Upper Rank Two turned into a cannonball and disappeared without a trace, leaving only its body standing upright.
Qing, Dalang and Jiro, who were standing behind Douma, opened their eyes wide in horror, unable to believe that Douma's head was destroyed like this.
Li Xiaoqi threw the heavy rocket launcher to the ground and spat at the headless body in front of him.
"Bah, what the hell!"
Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched, and he took out the Poké Ball tremblingly and took Douma's body back again.
The remaining three ghosts swallowed nervously, looked at each other, and turned around to run away.
"Help--"
"It's hard to believe that Douma-sama was dealt with just like that!"
Howling echoed throughout the mansion.
Dazai Osamu looked at Li Xiaoqi silently and said, "Xiaoqi, when did you become so... violent?"
Li Xiaoqi put the rocket launcher on the ground back into his backpack and rubbed his shoulders, which were sore from the shock. "I can't always ask you to protect me..."
"As a partner, no matter how weak you are, after going through so much, you should have grown."
Dazai Osamu looked at her steadily and suddenly laughed out loud.
"why are you laughing?"
Li Xiaoqi frowned and asked.
Dazai Osamu raised his hand and rubbed Li Xiaoqi's head, saying softly, "I just remembered that the song you sang to Geto-kun in the mall was also sung for yourself, right?"
Li Xiaoqi was stunned and looked into his eyes.
The iris-colored eyes were particularly dark in such a dim environment, and the dark pupils were filled with tenderness at this moment.
Li Xiaoqi smiled and said, "The trouble is solved, go in."
Dazai Osamu's expression changed. He held Li Xiaoqi's shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Wait for me at the door."
Li Xiaoqi lowered his eyes and shook his head slightly.
"I knew what I was going to see when I got in."
"The shot just now was considered light if you consider it as revenge for them."
Dazai Osamu looked stunned, slowly put down his hand and nodded slightly.
[Qiqi is so handsome—]
[That decisive shot, love it]
[I, Qiqi, have the aura of a heroine! ]
[66666, Xiaoqi is so handsome]
[Douma deserves it, my ninja wuwuwu]
[It means that the mammary glands are cleared, hahahaha]
[Momotou is really crazy, so this is what yanderes are like in real life]
[As a Douma, I am already on the rooftop]
Li Xiaoqi is going too far. Douma is set up like this, making it seem like they have a deep hatred.
[That’s right, if I hadn’t been unable to enter the live broadcast room after unfollowing, I would have unfollowed and blocked him long ago]
[I feel very unfriendly to Douma and feel very uncomfortable]
[I've been wanting to say this for a long time: Li Xiaoqi is too self-righteous]
The audience in the live broadcast room began to polarize. Some praised Li Xiaoqi for doing a good job, while others felt that Li Xiaoqi was too eager to show off and was always causing trouble for Douma.
"I don't understand. Are those who still support Douma brainless? Judging from the conversation between the three ghosts, this room is full of female skeletons eaten by Douma."
[My family, this is a living demon. How many people has Douma eaten?]
[Like Xiaoqi said, that shot was really too light for Douma]
[Oh my god, have your values been destroyed? That's a lot of lives at stake.]
[Qiqi is so damn brave. That's an upper rank. If it were you, would you dare?]
[Hey, calling us saints? That's speechless.]
Among them, many people were filled with righteous indignation and refuted the remarks that favored Douma and attacked Xiaoqi one by one.
Some of the black fans who insulted the anchor were locked in a small black room by the system, and the barrage war continued.
Li Xiaoqi had no time to care about what the audience in the live broadcast room were doing. She put her hand on the door and slowly exerted force.
Dazai Osamu just took a quick look with a mocking expression.
The door was pushed open, and a strong smell of blood mixed with incense wafted out, creating a smell that was both pungent and disgusting.
White smoke filled the entire room. The translucent smoke brushed over the bones on the ground, floated into the air and gently kissed the skull on the wooden shelf.
The tatami was very clean, without any trace of blood, but the smell of blood in the room lingered like the ghost of an innocent person.
There were soft cushions on the couch at the back of the room, and an exquisite vase on the wooden table next to it.
A snow-white skull is placed at the mouth of the vase, and a bunch of flowers are inserted from the eyes of the skull, including vibrant sunflowers and proud and noble red roses.
On both sides of the wall were tall wooden shelves, filled with skulls layer by layer.
Li Xiaoqi covered his lips and felt nauseous.
She leaned against the door frame and began to retch, her hands and feet cold.
Even Dazai Osamu was so shocked by the furnishings in the room that he was speechless until he heard the sound of retching from beside him.
Dazai Osamu held Li Xiaoqi's shoulders and gently stroked her back.
The barrage of comments, which had been noisy at first, suddenly quieted down.
There was not a single comment on the live broadcast interface, and the system did not add any mosaics to the images displayed in the live broadcast room.
After about five or six seconds, ellipsis and exclamation marks appeared one after another.
The audience in the live broadcast room were probably so shocked by the scene that they were speechless.
In the quiet mansion, only the sound of Li Xiaoqi vomiting echoed.
"The anchor is right ahead. Please note, the anchor is right ahead."
Li Xiaoqi took a deep breath, grabbed Dazai Osamu's wrist and walked straight into the room. He walked to the back of the couch without looking around and stood still.
There is another door in front of me.
Dazai Osamu took half a step forward and pushed the door open.
His breath was caught, and in his eyes he saw the reflection of a head soaked in a bottle.
Li Xiaoqi opened his eyes wide, and anger climbed up his heart like a vine again.
In front of me is a cabinet, and in the middle of the cabinet is a round glass bottle. The liquid in the bottle is light yellowish brown.
The woman's hair floated in the water, her head was intact, and even her face looked as delicate as a baby's.
"She" had her eyes half-open, her pupils were out of focus, and could no longer reflect any scenery.
Li Xiaoqi took a step back, intuitively feeling that the head soaked in the bottle belonged to Inosuke Hashibira's mother.
Dazai Osamu quickly came to his senses and lowered his voice to ask, "There's no road ahead. Where exactly is the anchor point?"
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