My mouth is bitter, "Little Ai, he is a monk, color is the basic skill, and the female ghost has no damage to him, he is determined, in the ghost for ten or eight years, can I rely on him?" 」

Little Ai's tone was stagnant, and he did not know what to say.

I suddenly found that I was not too strict, in this situation that requires its own decision, it is difficult to have a very clear strategy.

I sighed and looked at the surroundings, which was a school, and couldn’t think of any danger.Well, it's easy to come, it's interesting to think about it, it's really strange that I and the monk actually fight in this way.

I asked Ai if the monk's ghosts were all from his mind.Xiao Ai told me that few people can control every detail of the ghost environment from the beginning to the end, and many ghosts are born of the mind, but they develop on their own, just like dreaming, and many details cannot even be controlled by dreamers.

It is not yet clear what the danger of this ghostland is.

I sat in the classroom for a while, flipping over the books in my hand, all of which are ghostly characters, I can't understand anything, and I can't see which country's teaching materials.This ghost place seems to dream, want to be careful can not find the power point, small ai can not help, all rely on their own.

I like a needle, calculated, or leave here to calculate, although it is the classroom, are hard-working students, but always feel what is wrong, don't worry, hurry to go.

I just stood up, a male student in front of me stood up and yelled at me: “Sit down, who let you move!”

I must have been a class leader, and I sat back hesitantly for a moment.I am not afraid of him, I am afraid of angering the class cadres to trigger what dangerous plot, or be careful.

There was a clock on the wall in front of the class, and the hands were walking, so they could not move until 9:30 p.m., and the bell sounded.Everyone is packing their bags quickly and quickly.My wonder is getting bigger and bigger, this ghostly state is completely born in the monk's mind, how can he choose here?Was this monk a high school student?

Everyone was going outside, I took nothing, I didn't have an endorsement bag, and followed everyone out of the school building.

It was very dark at night, and when I got to the entrance of the school building, the students were shunted away, and I did not want to stay in this strange teaching building.There are too many strange things in Japanese schools, don't be a whole chastity in the middle of the night, I can't stand it.

Last time in the abandoned building in Little Red Riding Hood's haunt, I had the experience of not being able to enter a closed space, otherwise there would be too little room to escape and hide.

Many students also rode bicycles, and I followed a few students walking down the street with the lights.Soon into the community, to get here to determine that it is really Japan, these houses are only three floors, are antique, very much Tang and Song style.This kind of house is basically invisible in China, and I have heard that there are many in Japan, and they are very dedicated to preserving the historical style and genre of the building.

The students said good night to each other, each entered the corridor, and went to the end, leaving me alone.The street was cold and clear, and no one around could see it.I suddenly felt a little misstepd, in such an empty space, the danger seems to be everywhere, it is better to go back to the school building to find a toilet, more safe than anything else.

I turned back and walked, who knew that the more strange it was, the street scene in front of me was specious, as if it were so, and it was not like it just now.

I went forward for a while, the school can't find it, and when I was thinking about it, I suddenly had a black face.I sat on the ground as my ass, and after a few seconds, I felt as if I had been covered by a sack.

Before I could struggle, I heard someone laughing in my ear, laughing extremely evil, I couldn't describe it, and I couldn't describe it, and I heard a low voice, as if it was a prank, and I was particularly happy.

Then I was tied up in the whole sack, by the man in the back, he smiled while walking, I want to struggle inside, but the limbs are soft and powerless, how can not move, a bit like a nightmare feeling.

I was carried by this man, bouncing and wondering how long I had been away, as if he had begun to go down the stairs.

The sack "bang" threw it on the ground, and I sore a tooth that he didn't untie immediately.Hearing the sound of an artifact colliding, and the sound of water, he should be drinking water.

He took a few breaths of air, then the rope was untied, and there was light outside.He kicked me in the foot and I slowly climbed out of the sack.I don’t know how to do it, I’m powerless.

There was light in front of me, it was like a basement, a small area, dark and dark.

I saw a dirty-dressed vagabond sitting in a chair, drinking wine and eating fried chicken, all with fallen debris.This person looks very strange, the face is a triangle similar to the kind of snake essence, two eyebrows hanging high, living like a clown in the movie.

As soon as I saw him, I felt a deep chill, and my first instinct was fear.This person is not tall or strong, I don't know why, when he sees him, he may have a viper-like sensiocent temperament.

While eating fried chicken, he drank beer and wiped his mouth and said, "There are chains on the ground, hang yourself."

I saw in the darkness, with a pillar in the basement, all the way up to the ceiling.Next to the pillar was a long chain, the other was empty.

I pretended to sneer a little, trying to embolden myself, who knew the man said, “Not obedient, right?”

I still have a hard mouth: "How to drop disobedience."

This clown-like man stood up, holding a soft whip in his hand, and cracked his head at me and hit me.I can't struggle, I have almost the same cartilage disease.

Every whip was extremely painful, like it was on the body, and it hurt me to scream.

The clown stopped, put his foot on my face, dropped the wine from it, and poured it all on my face: "I say it again, tie myself up."

I wanted to struggle, and he smiled and said, “Move again!”He kicked me in the ribs, I didn’t come up in a breath, I almost died.

The clown let go and smiled at me, like a prank: "Hurry up, tie your hands."

Counting the good man not eating the loss, I climbed on the ground, came to the pillar, under the eyes of the clown, the chain on the wrist of my left hand, the tooth ring firmly clasped, unable to break free.

The clown laughs: "There is a reward for obeying, and if I don't obey, I'll punish, I'm the fairest."

He picked up a fried chicken leg from the table and threw it at me, then smiled and closed the only light, down the steps, and closed the door heavily.

I groped the fried chicken legs on the ground, my stomach cooing, but I didn't dare to eat it, I was afraid of what the clown did.

I leaned against the pillar and asked Ai, “Are you there?”

Little Ai sighed, "Master, I'm here, and I can't do it."

“Has this started?”I asked.

Little Ai is right, you have to do your best to hold on, and don’t die here.

When I said that, I suddenly figured out a reason.Here with the clown bar, to self-esteem, is actually a very stupid behavior.Why, in this case, is the ghostly place, and the only way I can get out is to find a way to live longer than that monk.Here to have a face to have a self-respect, in fact, is to force the clown to kill me, then I will lose, the monk will win.

This is a survival game, than who is not a good face, who has self-esteem, but than who can bear the humiliation, can live longer, who is more like the king of the practice!

“How’s the monk doing?”I asked.

Xiao Ai said: "The monk is in the temple in the ghostland, surrounded by naked female ghosts, they have climbed in, towards the Zen room where he is.As soon as the monk thinks, the demon will erode on him, and he will not be far from death."

I took a cold breath, in fact, this monk's situation is far more dangerous than I want, in the face of the color of beautiful women, but also naked, how many men do not care?

I was talking to Xiao Ai when suddenly a chain sounded in the basement of Hesse.The sound was too sudden, I was scared, my scalp was a little blown, and I shrank back.Half a day quivered and asked, “Who, who?”

“Who are you again?”A voice came from there.

I looked carefully, a man came out in the darkness, and like me, he had chains on his hands.Because it is too dark around, you can't see the look, only know that it is a man.

“Who are you?”I asked cautiously.

The man laughed, “Like you, I’m a prisoner and a slave, can’t I see?”

I hesitated, “How did you get in?”

"How you came in, I'm the way I came in, we're all stuck in the ghost situation with Shan Zhifu, you're certainly not a ghost figure."He said.

He thinks I come from outside the ghostly realm, not part of the ghost scene itself.

“Why are you sure I’m not?”How can I be sure you are not?”I asked two questions.

“Because you’re going to be like me, you’re going to suffer from the devil’s.The ghosts themselves are balanced, they only attack outsiders, we are like bacteria, and the ghosts are like white blood cells, let's say."He said.

“You said to me, who is that?”I asked.

“You don’t know yet?”He smiled, "He and Yamashitah are the demonic monks of Japan's nine-keeper gate, and they are best at feng shui secret and royal coinage."