This is a conspiracy.
The journey back to Haiyin Temple was clear from the beginning, but it was a trap that made him fall into willingly.
There was no corpse at his father's funeral. This is the fate of the members of the Special Agents Unit who fight against demons and gods. They are devoured by demons and gods, or even their existence is erased, turning them into unknown heroes in the darkness.
I want to hear my father's voice again, I want to see his smile again, I want to walk the path my father once walked, I want to find the last thing my father left in this world.
Even if it was a trap set by ghosts or gods, or even if it was just a fleeting glimpse, it is hard to say that this was not an important reason why Haiyin Temple Suyou, knowing clearly how dangerous the Red Temple was, and clearly instinctively wanting to call the police and shout, still followed Tanizaki Junichiro, who had no other thoughts in his mind except saving his sister, into the Red Temple.
This is just an illusion, Haiyin Temple Suyou said to himself, but the familiar lies spoken from the mouth of the illusion created by the ghosts and gods still made him feel a warm liquid flowing slowly along his cheeks.
From behind came Tanizaki Junichiro's exclamation and cry like crying, and Kaionji Suyou knew that he had also seen the illusion.
But at this moment he could not spare much attention to the young man over there. His eyes were fixed on the man opposite him and he could no longer move his eyes away from the man.
"Xiao You, come home with Dad after school today."
The illusion on the other side seemed to fully understand the thoughts of the seduced person and specifically attacked the most vulnerable points.
This is what Haiyinsi Suyou wanted to hear most when he was a child, but it also freed Haiyinsi Suyou from the illusion and drew the line between illusion and reality.
After my parents got promoted one after another, such scenes almost never happened.
A certain strong emotion in his heart was quickly suppressed and cooled, just like putting a lid on boiling milk that was about to spill out, and calmness returned to him again.
And, soon, an incomparable rage struck him. If he guessed correctly, what he saw before him should be his father's corpse, but it was being manipulated by this extremely cunning ghost.
The feeling of his father's body being desecrated made Haiyinsi Suyou take a few deep breaths before he calmed down. After calming down, a sense of peace fell into his heart.
The illusion of induction undoubtedly shows that the ghost's ability has been consumed by the small king just now. After all, it took a very tough and direct means of annexation at the beginning, but now it has to adopt a roundabout strategy. Even if the ghost tries its best to conceal it, it can still make people aware of its dominance.
"It's just a fake." Haiyinsi Suyou said in a low voice, his tone heavy, as if he was talking to himself.
But the illusion on the opposite side showed a smile that Haiyin Temple Suyou felt extremely familiar with.
It was the pleased smile on his father's face whenever he achieved something, and the well-hidden guilt for his absence in his growth.
The man raised the gun towards him with great difficulty, his movements were so slow, as if he was fighting against some irrefutable consciousness.
Haiyinsi Suyou did not dodge. He stared closely at his dead father's every move. Suddenly, he had an illusion that his father might still retain some consciousness.
Perhaps it was because my spirit was eroded by this place along the way, and supported by this wonderful self-confidence, Haiyin Temple Suyou still stood where it was.
Gunshots were heard.
The sound that fell to the ground came from behind Haiyin Temple.
At the last moment, the man moved the gun away and used one of his two remaining bullets to knock down the fleshy tentacle that appeared silently behind Haiyinsi Suyou.
The broken tentacles were struggling on the floor. There was no trace of Junichiro Tanizaki behind them. No one knew where he had gone.
The remaining tentacles had already merged with the wall, and no trace of them could be found.
A glimmer of joy ignited in Haiyin Temple Suyou's heart, perhaps his father was not completely dead yet.
But just as this thought came into his mind, it was interrupted by another gunshot.
When I turned back suddenly while traveling along the Haiyin Temple, I was surprised to see my father
A big hole in the skull.
The man gave himself the last bullet in the gun, and at the moment when the ghost's power was weakened, he completely broke away from its control and stood in front of his son as a protector for the last time.
"Go... home..." The man's trembling lips could no longer utter a single word. Only from his unclear lip shape could one make out such fragmented words. This was probably the deceased's last wish.
Perhaps because the corpse with a damaged brain could no longer access memories to create illusions, the man's body was melting bit by bit, like a candle that was about to burn out in the wind.
[Damn it, I can’t stop crying]
[I would rather kill myself than hurt my child. It really makes me cry]
[When I saw that Officer Haiyinsi was still conscious, I really thought he could go home with Haiyinsi]
[Yeah, it's such a pity]
Watching blankly as his father's last thoughts gradually faded away, Haiyin Temple Suyou felt at a loss.
Something was lost and found briefly, but then disappeared quickly again. It was lost so quickly that he had no time to prepare himself before he was caught off guard and faced the pain of separation again.
The wet fear that he had overcome with great difficulty once again took advantage of his weak spirit and sneaked into him again. Haiyinsi Suyou knelt on the ground exhausted and let out a suppressed growl from his throat.
My vision seemed to be covered with a blood-colored filter. Spots of light flickered like the screen of an old TV, emerging little by little from the shadows. A dry feeling came from deep in my throat, making me feel extremely nauseous.
Haiyin Temple Suyou started coughing violently, so painful that people began to worry about his health.
The blood that flowed from the corner of his mouth dripped onto the ground, but was strangely absorbed by the soft floor.
Looking at the digested red, the fear suddenly disappeared from his mind for a short time.
The anger of having his relatives used as bait and still not finding peace after their death filled his whole body, making him more focused than ever before.
At the same time, another desire was growing in his heart. If this place was torn apart, how much red could this huge ghost create that he longed for?
He longed for that kind of color so that he could calm the depression in his heart.
Haiyinsi Suyou couldn't help but touch the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue. There was still the fishy sweetness of blood there, which injected the last shot of crazy catalyst into his excitement.
My thoughts have never been so clear, my goals have never been so accurate, and my intuition seems to have been elevated to the extreme at this moment.
He walked in a certain direction almost without thinking, and mastered this skill without any instruction, which even the most talented priests would need years of training to master, and his accuracy was terrifyingly high.
The natural veil that stood between human cognition and the world seemed to be roughly pulled aside by the young man at this moment, and he easily identified the lair of ghosts and gods.
Feeling that Michel Ende was ready, Haiyinsi Suyou smiled happily, an expression that rarely appeared on him.
After the mind became so excited, the control of facial muscles seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.
As if it had sensed something terrible, the entire red temple began to tremble slightly. Even the entire Zongji Temple seemed to be affected and began to shake, just like the precursor of an earthquake.
The confused tourists followed the staff's instructions and evacuated soon, leaving behind this empty battlefield belonging to ghosts, gods and supernatural beings.
As the tourists left, the shaking of Sojiji Temple seemed to become more and more severe. From a distance, it looked like a living creature, struggling for its last dying struggle, clinging to the last glimmer of hope.
The world was so clear that Haiyinsi Suyou could feel that he seemed to see more things. There was no doubt that his clairvoyance ability had been enhanced again.
On those flesh-colored walls that seemed plain at first, faces screaming silently could be vaguely seen.
However, the adrenaline produced by the continuous excitement was flowing through his body, making him temporarily forget his fear and only feel a sense of ecstasy.
feeling.
At this time, the vests outside also began to take action.
The boy wrapped in the white lucky dragon looked nonchalantly at the red temple in front of him, and following behind him were several men wearing the uniforms of the Special Operations Team of the Special Ability Special Agent Section.
Without exception, they all had an extremely pious expression on their faces, and on certain parts of their bodies covered by clothes, the mark of the little king began to appear, darker or lighter - two snakes, one black and one white, devouring each other.
"Kill all the instigators."
The king issued the order arrogantly, and a golden light seemed to float in his blue eyes.
Following his order, copper-green bullets immediately poured down in the direction of the Red Temple. The previous abnormal weather activity seemed to have caused the communication equipment of the members of the Special Ability Unit to malfunction.
Even if there is no damage, it is hard to say whether these members of the Special Ability Section will act according to the instructions in the communicator.
Simply because they all became the king's subjects, loved their king from the bottom of their hearts, and fervently believed in the gods the king spoke of.
The main force in this battle is still the flying white dragon, and that beautiful color is also the most powerful weapon.
The spacious venue gave the white dragon more space to soar. White flames spewed from its mouth, like a holy spirit raining down sweet rain.
The dragon's roar, as loud as a bell, echoed throughout the entire Zongji Temple. Even ordinary tourists who were evacuating looked back as if they had sensed something, but they could only leave with the crowd without gaining anything.
An old man mixed in with the tourists stroked his beard and squinted his eyes in enjoyment, feeling the debauchery.
After a moment, he continued his journey, moving slowly in the opposite direction of the crowd.
But the strange thing is that neither the people commanding the evacuation nor the tourists around him seemed to notice his behavior.
When the Red Temple heard the lucky dragon's cry, it was as if it had heard the foreshadowing of an attack from a natural enemy. Countless tentacles stretched out into the air, forming a dragnet, as if to strangle this beautiful creation of nature.
But before the tentacles could touch the mother-of-pearl scales, they were shattered by bullets or turned into ashes by the dragon's flames.
As expected of an attack power that can only be obtained by spending a huge amount of faith, under such an overwhelming attack, the evil spirit's dominance is clearly visible.
But the threat of extinction seemed to make the ghost decide to make a last-ditch effort. The red temple began to tremble violently, beating more powerfully than ever before.
The demonic sound of the beating heart echoes through the temples.
At the same time, all the loyal believers who had bought special souvenirs from Sojiji Temple seemed to have been paused and fell into an inexplicable coma.
They do not know that their sincere beliefs have been grafted onto a ghost born from the desires of others, and the Buddha amulets, earrings, etc. they carry with them have become tools for the ghost to absorb power.
Of course, he felt this tremor while traveling deep into the Red Temple of Haiyin Temple. As time went by, his face became paler, as if his vitality was being taken away by something. His guess that his faith value was inexplicably reduced seemed to be verified in some way.
A number on the red notebook in the backpack reappeared, but it did not change and remained at zero.
But at this moment he suddenly felt that everything was not so scary anymore. He just walked towards the last room of the Red Temple step by step, with a brisk pace that did not seem to match his physical condition.
His intuition told him clearly that Tanizaki Junichiro was among them.
The Red Temple seemed to have focused most of its energy on the confrontation with the little king, and neglected the prey. He entered the last room almost unimpeded.
Countless flesh-pink tentacles connected the girl's joints, hanging her up and manipulating her like a puppet, taking advantage of the brother's concern for his sister to construct a perfect trap.
The light-haired young man standing opposite the girl was still talking to her unconsciously, and was excited to get closer to her and tell her how much he missed her.
"Break for a moment
. "
Before this touching scene of "brother and sister" hugging each other was about to happen, the voice of a black-haired high school student interrupted at an inopportune time, and he grabbed Tanizaki Junichiro by the back of his collar.
"You're about to die." The black-haired high school student said to himself, with a neurotic, twisted smile on his lips.
"Or, please go die."
Those unusually red eyes were staring in the direction of Tanizaki Naomi, but it seemed as if they were looking at something else through her. Tanizaki Junichiro suddenly felt an inexplicable fear, a fear that something was about to be taken away.
This fear turned into a strange impulse, making him break free from Haiyinsi Suyou's hand. In the eyes of this young man whose spirit was on the verge of collapse, only his sister could be trusted, and even his former allies became the objects of his suspicion and vigilance.
He wanted to protect Naomi, but a voice in his heart told him that Kaiin Temple would kill Naomi, and he had to hide his sister.
The special ability "Xixue" is taking effect. Haiyinsi Suyou frowned in some distress. It is still a little tricky for him to see through the special ability. He must quickly resolve this uncertain factor.
He almost thoughtlessly adopted the method of knocking out Tanizaki Junichiro. The young man, who was already somewhat collapsed, had almost no vigilance and was easily defeated by him.
An old hand seemed to have made the same judgment as him, but it was just one step slower in traveling upstream to Haiyin Temple.
Kaiinji Suyu pushed up his glasses and quickly placed Tanizaki Junichiro's limp body as far away from Tanizaki Naomi who was being controlled, and focused his eyes on the old man who suddenly appeared here.
"Are you here to look for someone too?" the black-haired young man asked, turning his head. His excitement made him completely ignore the ghosts and gods that were still restless. It was only a matter of time for the little king to exorcise the ghosts and gods. He just prioritized his attention on what interested him.
His strong intuition made him seem to have the ability to see through everything for a short time, and he said this without thinking.
If Taneda Santouko saw the current state of Haiyin Temple Suyou, he would definitely be surprised. Relying on clairvoyance to foresee the situation in advance is something that only a Class A clairvoyant could do. The growth rate of Haiyin Temple Suyou's clairvoyance ability undoubtedly exceeded his expectations.
This is a deviation that the superiors cannot tolerate, but it is also a miracle that can only be created by the uncertainty of genius.