I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

The four tall men paused simultaneously and spoke in unison.

"No, I hate it when people give me the middle finger."

At that moment, Feng Zejian really wanted to break his middle finger.

This eight-foot-tall man in red has an extremely high intelligence, which can be seen from his blood-soaked red clothes. He is much stronger than that good-for-nothing from before.

Feng Zejian ran towards the wall next to him, used the wall as a springboard, and landed on the street wall.

Feng Zejian looked down at the eight-foot-tall man in red robes, who was about the same height as him.

The eight-foot-tall man in red also slightly raised his head to look at Feng Zejian.

"I'm sorry for giving you the middle finger, sister. I don't want to die right now. If we meet again, I'll bring you some gifts to apologize. Goodbye."

He waved goodbye to Feng Zejian.

The eight-foot-tall man in red, watching the figure disappear into the wind, murmured with his cracked, bleeding lips:

"He is not one of those people."

Feng Zejian's solution to the "ghost wall" problem is to climb over the wall.

Just to be on the safe side, Feng Zejian jumped onto the roof, where the view was open and, more importantly, the farther away from the ground, the safer he felt.

Feng Zejian took out his phone and looked at the weak signal.

I decisively chose to turn on flight mode.

He then took a series of photos of the scarlet moon in the sky, as well as the surrounding environment.

Feng Zejian activated his Eye of Truth and looked around again.

To the left and in the distance, there is a house situated on higher ground with a classical architectural style.

The mansion exuded a strong sense of darkness.

There must be something powerful living inside.

Apart from this one piece of information, Feng Zejian found nothing else.

After searching through the wind and marshes, he spotted a third monster.

It was a monster with only half a head, dressed in a suit, carrying a briefcase, and holding a black umbrella.

He was also the most normal-looking monster I had ever seen. Although he was a monster, his manners were very elegant.

He ignored everything around him, and his direction was towards the mansion that emitted black energy.

Feng Zejian quietly observed the monster. Suddenly, the monster sensed something and looked in Feng Zejian's direction.

Feng Zejian could see clearly that the monster had no upper half of its head and its cross-section was black.

Moreover, the two were at least a hundred meters apart, and he had no intention of chasing after them, nor did Feng Zejian intend to run away.

This awkward situation couldn't be tolerated here, so Feng Zejian waved to him, and the man in the suit also moved his umbrella to the side and gave a gentlemanly bow.

The man in the half-suit continued forward.

They say love happens around the corner, and this half-haired man in a suit turned a corner and encountered an exorcism team from the Tokyo Onmyoji Bureau.

The exorcism team consists of five people: a muscular man, a woman with pigtails, a woman with glasses, a woman with gray hair parted in a 3/7 ratio, and a greasy middle-aged man.

The man in the suit with half his hair down glanced at it but ignored it and continued walking forward.

The five men exchanged glances. Gray-white three-seven split-hair took out a talisman, which flashed with lightning and chased after the half-headed man in the suit. The man in the suit simply dodged the seemingly terrifying attack by turning to the side.

The muscular man leaped up, picked up his giant blade, and slashed at the half-headed man, but the half-headed man in the suit dodged the attack with a series of front flips.

The umbrella that the half-haired man in the suit had been holding up had been folded up, becoming long and narrow with a very sharp tip. At this moment, the umbrella had become a weapon in his hands.

The girl with twin ponytails appeared silently behind the half-haired man in the suit, wielding a hammer bigger than herself.

The half-haired man in the suit seemed to adapt; wherever the hammer struck, his body would separate and then come back together.

This caused the sure-fire attack to miss its target.

The man in the suit with half his hair down instantly delivered a spinning kick to the waist of the girl with pigtails.

The girl with twin ponytails flew out and crashed into the wall, letting out a painful groan.

The boy with the three-seven split hair leaped up, throwing out two fire talismans and a wind talisman with both hands. A huge fireball and a visible flesh tornado rushed towards the half-masked man.

The range of these two moves was simply too large. The half-masked man took the blow head-on. When the smoke cleared, the half-suited man looked somewhat disheveled, his suit now charred and tattered.

The boy with the three-seven split hair took out another talisman, which turned into a golden chain that wrapped around half of the man in the suit.

Then, a lightning talisman was placed on the chain, and an electric current flowed through it.

The half-headed man in the suit began to spasm instinctively, and with his last bit of strength, he threw the briefcase in his right hand into the air.

Chapter Thirty-Four: You're Implying Something About Me

Feng Zejian, who was watching the play, was hit by the briefcase of the half-headed man in the suit and fell into the courtyard.

Everyone looked in the direction the handbag had been thrown, and by the time they came to their senses, the golden chain was empty.

Feng Zejian was completely disoriented after the fall.

Looking at the handbag that had fallen from the sky, Feng Zejian gritted his teeth.

"This monster could cause trouble elsewhere. The point is, why throw it so accurately?"

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, and the window of the house suddenly opened. An arm stretched out from the window, and what was terrifying was that the arm had no joints and continued to extend towards the wind.

Feng Zejian picked up his handbag, ran to the corner of the courtyard, kicked with his left foot and then his right foot, and jumped away the instant the arm grabbed him.

Feng Zejian knew that what he had in his hand was a hot potato, so without hesitation, he ran while using his True Sight to search for an exit.

Finally, he saw a crack deep in an alley.

However, there were quite a few monsters in this alley. They were crawling, curled up, and shaking their heads as they gnawed on something.

Feng Zejian gritted his teeth and continued running forward.

Only a fool would try to top up their card.

Feng Zejian continued running forward, but then he heard cries for help ahead.

Judging from the voice, it's a girl, and she's quite young.

The reason Feng Zejian was so certain was because the sound was sharp and piercing, and it continued unabated.

Not far ahead, a girl was running and screaming desperately. Her outfit—white knee-high boots, hot pants, a white jacket, and white arm protectors—was quite beautiful in the crimson moonlight, except that no fewer than a dozen monsters were running wildly behind her.

Feng Zejian felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing this. "Wow, this woman is really good at attracting monsters!"

Shimada Chinatsu was incredibly excited to see a living person ahead of her.

"Handsome guy, please help me!"

Kazema ran towards the intersection without looking back, and Shimada Chinatsu followed.

As Feng Zejian ran, he saw the woman following behind and the monsters relentlessly pursuing her. He immediately cursed, "Are you crazy? If you're going to die, why are you dragging me down with you?"

Chinatsu Shimada recognized the man running ahead as Kazama.

"It's me, Shimada Chinatsu."

When Fengze heard the name Shimada Chinatsu, he paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered that the somewhat unconventional girl was none other than Shimada Chinatsu.

Kazesawa slowed his pace and ran alongside Shimada Chinatsu.

"Are you Shimada Chinatsu, the one who looked like a ghost at school?"

Chinatsu Shimada retorted, "That's being unconventional, don't you understand?"

"Then why are you acting so normal now?"

"Because I know that's ugly."

Upon closer inspection, Shimada Chinatsu resembles an intellectual older sister, possessing a gentle yet lively demeanor.

Feng Zejian glanced behind him; the monsters were still a few dozen meters away, so they could still chat for a while.

"How did you get in here?"

As she ran, Chinatsu Shimada said, "I was bored, so I came out to buy a cup of milk tea, and then suddenly everything went black and I ended up here."

Feng Zejian was speechless: "You really have nothing better to do than come out in the middle of the night to buy milk tea."

Chinatsu Shimada took a cup of milk tea out of her pocket.

"I bought two cups, do you want the last one?"

Kazema looked at the milk tea in Shimada Chinatsu's hand, and then at where it had been taken out.

Shimada Chinatsu's bra size isn't very large, but it's still 36D. He saw her getting the milk tea, so Shimada Chinatsu has soft breasts, not bouncy breasts.

The two have different advantages: the former is more malleable, while the latter has a better feel.

Feng Zejian teased, "The place where you hid your milk tea is quite unique."

"Look where I have room to put it. I'm just asking if you want to drink it or not."

Feng Ze took it, tore open the lid with his teeth, and gulped it down.

Shimada Chinatsu blushed slightly as if she had thought of something.

After finishing his milk tea, Feng Zejian carelessly tossed the trash aside.

Chinatsu Shimada then asked, "How did you get in?"

"It's a long story for me. I didn't realize you could run so fast. You haven't even been out of breath for so long."

Chinatsu Shimada smiled slightly and said, "Actually, my dream used to be to become a famous long-distance runner. Unfortunately, I failed in a relatively important race because I had made a promise to my family that if I didn't make a name for myself in running, I would come back to play the piano."

Feng Zejian nodded upon hearing this.

"Is there really such a story? I'm truly ashamed."

Chinatsu Shimada was also very curious.

"Aren't you scared with so many monsters chasing you?"

Feng Zejian shook his head: "Don't be afraid, because people who are afraid like to shout, which will only attract more and more monsters in the end."

Chinatsu Shimada was somewhat displeased. "You're subtly criticizing me."

"how come."

"Absolutely!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Are we going to die here today?"

A confident smile appeared on Feng Zejian's face.

"Stay close to me, and I'll keep you alive."

Kazema's physical abilities had been enhanced to near human limits due to previous missions, while Shimada Chinatsu was a long-distance runner, so she had strong stamina and endurance.

Although there were many monsters and they were fast, some collisions were inevitable when they ran together, so the two of them were able to keep a certain distance from the monsters.

Feng Zejian searched everywhere for the spatial rift here.

As time went on, Chinatsu Shimada's stamina gradually dwindled.

She had used up a lot of energy from sprinting, and now her face was flushed and she was panting heavily.

"If I can't go on, I'll go and hold them off for you."

Feng Zejian said with a hint of disdain, "You're not even enough to fill their teeth. Shut up and save your energy. I'll take you out."

As he spoke, he wrapped his arm around Shimada Chinatsu's waist and hoisted her onto his shoulder with one hand.

Although carrying Shimada Chinatsu wasn't too strenuous.

But there's still no way out, and it's still a bit tricky.

He dared not climb over the wall rashly now, because he had previously fallen into the yard and there were terrifying things inside the room.

Or perhaps this is a world exclusively for ghosts.

Feng Zejian has already led this group of ghosts on a long detour, and it's time to return to that place.