Miao Jiang Gu affair

Seeing Kato Haruji getting closer, I felt nervous and clenched my fists tightly.

On the contrary, Zamao Xiaodao was calm, he was hardly affected by anything, his eyes were looking forward, and he was holding a piece of black soft cowhide in his hand, slowly polishing the jade sword, he was so careless, as if he was As an audience in front of the TV, everything has nothing to do with him.Only the jade in his hand is what he cares about and cares about.

Sure enough, Zamao Xiaodao was very foresighted. Kato Haruji ran to the big banyan tree six or seven meters away from the entrance of the cave, and did not continue to come. Instead, he lay behind the tree and looked nervously at the forest.

Due to the angle, I happened to see Yuan Er's naked posture with his butt pouted.After World War II, Japan proposed that "a glass of milk strengthens a nation". Because there is no such thing as melamine, the height of the Japanese has increased significantly (or other reasons, to be discussed), but Katoharaji's height is not counted. High, not even 1.6 meters.

So although he is handsome, he smells like butter, like a child who hasn't been weaned.

However, the insidiousness of this kid is still fresh in my memory.

The people chasing Yuan Er and them showed some shadows in the distance between the woods. I have good eyesight (I used to have 0 degrees of myopia, but after the Golden Silkworm Gu gradually transformed it into my body, I have perfect eyesight), I can see some roughly ——There is actually an acquaintance, that is, the well-dressed man with super strong battlefield awareness, that is, the guy who is called Boga Gong.

He is the number one pawn of Wang Lunhan, a big drug dealer and warlord in the neighborhood, and he may also be the commander in chief of the operation to arrest me and Zamao Xiaodao.

I don't know why, but suddenly there was a burst of ecstasy in my heart, and there were only six words in my mind: "Dog bites dog, mouth hair!"

Bokagong just shook his head, and then hid in the dense forest. The two sides began to exchange fire, crackling, and the fighting was lively.To be honest, I experienced the gunfight yesterday, but as a bystander, it was the first time. It was like setting off firecrackers during the Spring Festival.However, in terms of firepower and attack distance, the Burmese armed forces with domestically produced Type 2 and [-] semi-automatic rifles can basically defeat the Japanese with small pistols. The exchange of fire took less than [-] minutes, and the black suits were basically suppressed.

Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao finally stopped carving his jade sword, and pulled me to the side to avoid the stray bullets.

Bullets don't have eyes, if you get bitten, you'll just cry.

The sun had sunk into the sky, and the western sky was cloudy and golden, but the earth had begun to darken.The exchange of fire continued for another 5 minutes, because they were concealed and could not see clearly, but judging from the screams heard, at least two of the Japanese had been shot, while the Burmese armed forces led by Bogagong had almost no casualties .

After that, the two sides turned off the flames, and then began to call for negotiations.

However, what makes people angry is that they... they actually use English as a way of communication!So even though the two parties were shouting at the top of their voices, I still felt a lot of pressure due to my lack of English.I turned around and looked at Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao, he said softly that apart from having learned Ukrainian bed tunes from two Ukrainian beauties in Jiangcheng, he also has no foreign language skills.It's terrible to be uneducated, and now I'm caught blind. Apart from complaining in my heart why they don't communicate in Yunnan dialect, I can only quietly wait for the result of the negotiation between the two sides.

However, at this moment, I found that Kato Haruji, who had been squatting quietly not far from us, actually made an unexpected movement:

He is sealing!

"Advance, soldier, fight, person, all, formation, row, in, front", this is somewhat different from the mantra of the "Nine Meeting Mandala" of Tantric Buddhism that I have learned in the twelve Dharma Gates. It belongs to Dongmi (ie The Japanese Shingon Esoteric Buddhism with Toji Temple as its fundamental dojo belongs to the outer sect, and its formalism is particularly strong. Japan's Bushido and the shogunate killer "ninja" both borrowed part of its content) and later became widely known with the Japanese comic culture. It first came from the Daoist masterpiece "Baopuzi" written by Ge Hong in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Katohara Erjieyin's hand gestures are extremely proficient and precise, which can almost be used as a textbook.

When he circled the thumb and index finger of his left hand, lightly clenched the remaining fingers of his left hand, wrapped his left hand with his right hand, and completed the last movement, a swirling white breath suddenly gushed out from him.The aura was as cold as ice, and the wind was gusty, and then the boy took out something wrapped in red silk from his body, opened it, and found three blank papers.

He quickly unfolded the three blank papers, threw them forward, and whispered an incomprehensible devil's words.

A stunned thing happened: the three blank sheets of paper began to unfurl, like balloons filled with air, floating in the air, revealing their true colors.These are three paper figurines cut from white paper. They are all women in kimonos, like geisha in Japanese Ukiyo-e. They are very similar in size and appearance, very vivid, and the whole body is white. , only the lips were specially painted blood red.

The paper figurine was floating, and its empty eyes looked very lifeless.

However, after that swirling breath was penetrated into the three paper figurines by Kato Haruji with a unique gesture and spell, the thin paper figurines did not fall slowly on the grass, but all fell to the ground. Standing on it—yes, they stood on the grass, like people.

From my point of view, I can see two paper figurines standing like real Japanese geishas, ​​and then smiling strangely at the corners of their mouths, while the other paper figurine seems to disappear because it is completely sideways to me.

I looked at Zamao Xiaodao, he opened his mouth, but there was no sound, but judging from the shape of his mouth, he should be saying two words: "Shikigami."

Like Chinese Taoism, voodoo, and Southeast Asian head-down techniques, "Shikigami" has always been circulated in the island country of Japan. It is said that it is a specialty of Japanese Taoist priests (onmyoji), and it is a kind of magic that ordinary people see. The lower-level spirits and gods and monsters that cannot be reached are enslaved by spiritual onmyojis to do many unimaginable things.I have read the biography of Abe Seimei, the greatest onmyoji in Japan, and I know a thing or two.

Unexpectedly, this Japanese kid turned out to be a good player at playing shikigami.

As soon as the three Japanese girl-like paper shikigami appeared, one of the buxom women raised her eyebrows and looked towards us with empty eyes.However, maybe it was the wet talisman paper that was burned last night on Miscellaneous Hairy Path. After a short pause, it (she) turned its attention to Bogagon and his gang hiding in the forest.They are as thin as a cicada's wings, but their movements are surprisingly sensitive, and they actually start to move around, disappearing from the side and into the darkness, soundlessly.

The three paper-thin shikigami gave me the illusion of seeing a two-dimensional creature.

However, we can still perceive the evil power contained in it.

Maybe this is the evil spirit?

Negotiations between the two sides are still going on, because the distance is too far, and Bokagong doesn't know what Kato Yuanji is doing here, and what he is saying loudly.I have a rough command of English, but I resolutely gave up on this large section of English with a strong Burmese accent (Japanese accent).After about half a minute, I finally didn't have to suffer this torture, because screams began to appear one after another in the place where Bogagong was.

I could see a thin soldier running back through the woods, only to be torn in two from head to toe.

These are two living halves, and the blood spurts out three meters high in an instant.

Then I saw a flying paper man flashing past.

The sudden change caught Bogagong and his team a little off guard, so they panicked for a while, and the Japanese immediately launched a counter-charge, pushing their position back more than ten meters.But all in all, with just these few cucumber seedlings, they can't fight any good battles.After the panic in the forest, Buddhist scriptures were heard, farther and farther away, and later, they were almost inaudible.

Bokagong's men retreated into the jungle and disappeared.

After a while, the black suit dragged four corpses from the forest, almost none of them were complete, and threw them on the open space in front of the banyan tree.There was a man in a black suit standing guard at the edge of the woods, and the old man in a long robe stood in front of the open space and danced sonorously.This dance is actually a kind of dance to the great god, but there are more Japanese elements in it.The three paper women stood next to the four corpses, their bright red lips stuck to the sticky place of blood, gurgling and sucking.

Naturally, they couldn't suck real blood, but as time went by, the bright red blood began to gradually turn black.

One of the Japanese died, one was seriously injured, and he was almost dying. Kato Haruji had left the banyan tree where he was hiding just now, walked over, laid the dead black suit not far behind the robed man, and knelt down to pray.The man with glasses was busy carrying out the final rescue on the seriously injured man, but obviously the effect was not obvious, and finally, he shouted at the man in vain.

I listened carefully, and I understood, he was saying: "xxxx (name), Ya Die......"

In this way, this buddy is not far from death.

After praying, Kato Haruji stood up, grabbed the man in the robe of the Great God after dancing, and said, "Mr. Liu Zhao, in your opinion, why do these guys keep chasing and killing us? They don't even allow the way of worshiping the pier." , is simply unreasonable!"

The old man called Mr. Liu Zhao nodded his head respectfully, and said: "Katou-kun, this area is the activity site of the Grand Sect, and that Yao Yuan is the secret line of the Grand Sect. If you are so cruel, if it is not a misunderstanding, then you must know that we are here for unicorns! Kato-kun, you sacrificed the shikigami that your family gave you, but you did not kill them all. I am afraid that their subsequent revenge will be even more dangerous. !"

I raised my eyebrows, this guy who behaves like a Japanese is actually a Chinese?