Chapter 23: I wonder how many eyes Jia Third Master has?

Under the scorching sun at noon, the sunlight passed through the thin white cloud ring, sprinkled on the ground through the gaps in the leaves, forming mottled light and shadow. Although the mountain road was rugged, after walking for a while, neat stairs appeared in front of them.

At the end of the steps was the Torii gate leading to the Sancugu Shrine.

"In your words, I can be considered a magic power user."

An equation was quickly established in Jia Ji's mind.

Long Quan is a monk, I am Long Quan's disciple, so I am also a monk.

Rounding it up, fighting spirit is approximately equal to magic power.

It seems very obvious. In this ghost world that only has horror elements but no supernatural elements, I am the most orthodox—Neon magic monk!

Except for not shaving his head, Jia Ji was indeed no different from the conventional Neon monks.

His body hidden under his clothes was full of scars left after hard cultivation. He practiced meditation on the Fudo Myoo Bodhisattva every day. If he traced the source, the Tantric inheritance he mastered could even be traced back to the White Horse Temple in the Han Dynasty.

Red roots and upright seedlings.

Rom looked at him suspiciously, Jianzi wanted to speak but stopped, and finally was powerless to complain.

"Okay, okay, I'll show my cards." Jia Ji turned his back to the crowd, slightly turned his right face, exposed his neck, straddled the steps with his two strong thighs, one in front and one behind, put his hands on his chest, one up and one down, posed in DIO's posture, and said seriously:

"Buddy is actually practicing martial arts."

On the contrary, Grandma Sanzhi didn't care about this guy's nonsense at all. She had experienced a lot and could easily speak human words to humans and ghost words to ghosts, knowing that this guy didn't intend to reveal his background at all.

Even if Jia Ji was talking nonsense from beginning to end, so what?

As long as he could help them defeat that fox god, everything else was a trivial matter.

"Originally I planned to rely on that child named Xiao Hua, that is, Jianzi's friend, to break through the shrine barrier with the special life spiritual energy on her... Now there is obviously a better candidate."

Rom pointed to Jia Ji. In his eyes, this teenager who seemed to have crawled out of some unknown corner like an old-era "tribal person" was emitting transparent and gentle light, like burning, setting off amazing fluctuations outside his body.

It was like a magnetic field full of vitality, the embodiment of that tough and incomparable thing called vitality.

His fierce aura, even without any guidance, was enough to break through the barrier hiding the shrine.

But, facing the evil god that devoured several spiritual ability users, one still couldn't be careless!

Boom!

The sky turned cloudy.

Strong airflow whistled, turning into violent impacts echoing in this hall front of only a few hundred square meters. The violent power blew in all directions, almost becoming visible air ripples.

The dust flying wantonly made Jia Ji squint his eyes slightly, while the other three had to raise their arms and block in front of them with their sleeves to feel a little better.

After the hazy yellow, a huge blurry figure was emerging.

"Hoo..."

A gust of cold wind blew gently across Jianzi's spine, and her whole body trembled violently. It seemed that these days, she had become more and more sensitive to this feeling of "seeing ghosts."

Sanzhi wrapped several prayer beads and put on a defensive posture, Rom took out all kinds of bottles and cans and ghost-repelling sets. Both of them were solemn, ready for a life-and-death struggle, and then heard...

"Hehe."

That was the laughter from the fifteen-year-old boy beside them, full of excitement at seeing interesting new things.

"You guys, hide behind me."

Jia Ji took a step forward, stepped on the boundary between the present world and the alien domain, and stared intently at the huge figure gradually emerging from the void.

Sure enough, when facing this thing for real, what he felt was still different from the photo.

Ferocious, cold, ugly posture filled with endless malice and greed appeared in the world, where is there any elegance at all? This thing stared at Jia Ji with a pair of narrow eyes.

Two small fox-faced shrine maidens, like young girls, stayed quietly by its side.

They didn't have any movements.

——"Mountain God" could not maintain its own power outside the barrier, so it was just watching inside.

Since that's the case, then I'm going—in!

The Beidou Fist practitioner wearing a ghost mask took another step forward and stepped completely into the domain of the mountain god from outside the Torii gate.

Then, disappeared!

No, no!

He didn't disappear, but suddenly lowered his body to a very low position, causing the illusion of disappearance, and then, violently broke in forward!

The light blue light flame wrapped around his feet and stepped back. The explosive reaction force was transmitted from the ground to Jia Ji's body. The remaining footprints left a sloped inclination on the hard brick floor.

"As if being pushed by the earth." Yotsuya Jianzi, who took a photo of Jia Ji moving at high speed with the chat group's photo function, commented afterwards.

A loud explosion, in the strong sound of breaking through the air, Jia Ji slammed straight into the mountain god's head when no one reacted.

Thump!

Visible deep depression, the fox god howled in pain, its head shattered like petals, divided into several parts, flexibly attacking the prey that took the initiative to throw itself into its arms.

Those dense sharp teeth could gnaw away the life of an ordinary person with just one bite.

"I really don't know how many eyes you, Jia Third Master, have, you can't distinguish between big and small kings!"

Jia Ji, whose body was still in mid-air and hadn't landed yet, had no panic at all. The fighting spirit that only covered his feet instantly covered his whole body. Even his standing hair and eyes seemed to have turned pure blue. The power far beyond the past spread to every inch of his skin.

Invisible strength, intangible fighting spirit, all condensed to one side of the palm knife, gathered into a point, a sharp edge that made people unable to look directly, extremely fierce and domineering.

And at this very moment, from Jianzi's perspective, more than half of Jia Ji's whole body had been bitten by the cracked mouth, as if he would become torn apart and miserable in the next second.

Without struggling, and without escaping, he instead drilled into the belly of the giant fox god like a fish. Just at the moment when the crack was about to close and he was about to be completely swallowed, Jia Ji's shout came out.

"——'Hell Funeral Two-Slash Wave'!! Get the hell to hell!"

The huge roar that shook the mountains and forests stopped abruptly, as if someone had pressed the pause button. A silver bright line appeared on the golden body of the fox god.

From front to back, connected into a circle.

The fox face that still carried human-like anger, its expression suddenly froze.

The next second, it split into two.

"Wha...?" Takeda Sanjie, whose old eyes were dim and whose vision was failing, suspected she was hallucinating, or perhaps she was "dreaming."

It wasn't that she didn't dare to believe reality, but that with just one move, the evil god who had done evil for more than a hundred years was cut into two sections?

Rom observed more carefully. The upper and lower parts of the separated part were just slight misalignments. The cross-section was light without specific flesh and blood, as if it would stick together and recover in another second.

200% will be resurrected, maybe there will be a second stage.

"It won't end so simply..." He judged secretly, gripping the ghost-repelling prop in his hand again. If Jia Ji failed, then it would be his turn to fight the mountain god.

"Rip!"

The upper body of the fox god, which was at least the size of a car in visual effect, was lifted up by a pair of big hands.

Then, it was thrown high like garbage, flying smoothly for more than ten meters, and then smashed to the ground. Even the stone slabs were shattered into countless fragments under the impact of gravity acceleration, shooting towards the surroundings.

Rom suddenly found that he seemed to have been jumping back and forth between preparing to use props and giving up using props today. He smiled bitterly twice at the intact Jia Ji stepping on the lower half of the fox god's corpse, and shook his head, letting go again.

The outcome was decided.

From start to finish, it took only a few seconds.

The evil god who had forced and harmed them, making them fear for years and decades, had turned into such a corpse that would never move again, as simple, easy, and unbelievably fast as a piece of salmon sashimi.

Even the two fox-faced shrine maidens didn't have time to react, and the mountain god they served for a long time was killed in one blow.

Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, the one on the left finally came back to its senses from the shock, the bell on its waist made an urgent sound, and it raised its hand claws, aiming at the 【abnormal】 human.

And what surprised everyone was that the one on the right also raised its hand, but the target was its companion, and the bell on its waist was also shaking wildly.

The two small and exquisite fox-faced shrine maidens seemed to be in a standoff like this, neither daring to act rashly.

"Rebelled?"

"No, there has never been loyalty, so where does rebellion come from."

Jia Ji, who had just stood up from the fox god's belly, took a deep breath. The muscles that had been swollen all over his body gradually returned to their original state, and the body size that had grown a whole circle returned to normal. Fortunately, he was in a hurry when he came out, and the loose clothes for cultivation had not been changed in time, so he didn't appear in the embarrassing state of bursting clothes in front of the group members.

——This is also the traditional skill of their Beidou sect. As long as they go all out, they may cause a piece of clothing to be scrapped.

Jia Ji took a deep look at the fox attendant on the right and explained to the crowd: "They were originally humans, and even those spiritual ability users, whose souls were taken away by the mountain god after death, turned into shrine maidens like this."

Jia Ji kicked the corpse that was turning into light spots and disappearing. Among the exposed parts, there were quite a few undigested human torsos and hundreds of bells like eyeballs. If it weren't for him ripping it open, no one would have discovered it.

Just now he seemed to have drilled into a real flesh-and-blood body. The thick texture was much stronger than the little ghosts he killed before, making him involuntarily use ten percent of his strength, and this was also the first time he had used his full strength without reservation.

"If I hadn't solved it, the price Jianzi would have to pay would be this—becoming a puppet shrine maiden under its control, with her soul unable to be liberated for eternity."

"Jianzi is not used like this!"

"What are you talking about!!"

Yotsuya Jianzi, powerless to complain.

Jia Ji turned around and nodded to the fox-faced shrine maiden who chose to help him. It is estimated that because the time she was controlled was still short and she had not been completely eroded by malice, she still retained a certain amount of reason.

"…か&∟ゴㄔ…"

"Hmm, so that's how it is, I completely understand."

What kind of bird language was that? Actually, he didn't understand it at all.

However, this did not prevent Jia Ji from understanding that he should do the next thing according to her prompt.

That is to cut the weeds and remove the roots!

He walked forward in big strides, standing outside the gate of the dilapidated shrine, only feeling a gloomy aura rushing towards him.

The fox-faced shrine maiden on the left seemed to realize what he was going to do, put down her ready-to-go hand claws, and quietly waited for the end of everything.

Jia Ji didn't even lift his head, flew up and kicked forward, breaking in directly.

What came into view were the four walls with suppression charms, and then the wooden ceiling covered with bells. Every sacred straw rope tied with bells faced the table in the middle, and the ends were tied to a piece of white cloth.

And under the white cloth, above the table, was a skull.

Faint, murmuring sounds came from the skull, and the surrounding air was filled with wailing and screaming, making sharp curses in Jia Ji's ears without stopping.

People with weak mental strength, or those whose birth date and destiny are not tough enough, would likely lose their souls or lose their minds in less than two seconds, being dragged into illusions, developing hysteria, suffering a mental breakdown, or becoming vegetative.

And it is worth mentioning that Jia Ji's mental strength is not weak, and his life pattern is even harder, very hard!

His junior brother Ken Shi Lang has a pure Heavenly Sha Lone Star life pattern, and none of the people close to him can escape one word, death!

But everyone subconsciously ignored him, Jia Ji, who also had the Heavenly Sha Lone Star—parents died, no friends, no relatives, even a strong person like his foster father Long Quan would die unexpectedly, and two brothers with peerless talent also failed to end well.

Rescued from a fire, survived a nuclear explosion, and even survived being hit by the Fist of the North Star.

It is difficult for Ken Shi Lang's Heavenly Sha Lone Star life pattern to kill him. If he is not careful, he will be backlashed. This has nothing to do with the destiny star, but a simple comparison of life patterns.

It can be called, Heavenly Sha can't fight, Lone Star fights fierce life.

A life pattern of killing countless people and dying nine times without dying.

Fierce life, fierce person, and, demons and monsters.

If Izanami of Yomi-no-kuni wants to take his life, she has to weigh whether her teeth are hard enough.

In terms of running a group, it is extremely high mental resistance, extremely low inspiration, and san value is as stable as a college student's final grade.

"So noisy!"

Jia Ji dug his ears without feeling at all, and then swung a punch to smash the skull and the table to pieces.

In an instant, the sky originally covered by dim gray clouds became clear, bright light projected into the entire range of the shrine, the disappeared birds and cicadas reappeared, and countless twisted souls rolled up a gust of wind, swarming out from the door hole that Jia Ji kicked open.

"Should be over, right?"

He turned his head to look, the expressions of the two fox-faced shrine maidens became soft, and the feeling of ferocity and rage also disappeared.

They nodded to this teenager whose true face was unknown, turned into a white mist, and disappeared.

Only a few crisp ding-a-ling sounds remained.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 24 =====