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Chapter 586 The Soul Demon

As Reiko Asakawa looked at the young man in front of her, her curiosity grew stronger.

Just recently, she successfully obtained Tan Wenjie's permission and conducted a lengthy interview with him. Unexpectedly, as soon as the interview was published, someone contacted her.

"Did you run into one of those things?"

"Haha, how could that be?" Hideki Tahara gave an awkward, stiff laugh. "I'm an enthusiast of folklore, and I came here because I was interested after reading your report, Reporter Asakawa..."

The voice grew softer and softer, then fell silent.

Tian Yuan did not want people to mistakenly think he was a superstitious person, as this was completely inconsistent with his usual image.

The two fell into silence.

Reiko Asakawa spoke first: "I'm not very close to that person. He saved me before. If you really need any help, I might be able to contact him, but it's just for fun. Sorry."

"Then I'll have to trouble you." Tian Yuan knelt down and bowed.

It wasn't explicitly stated, but both parties understood what it meant: it meant that Tianyuan admitted he genuinely needed something from her, rather than just being interested in something.

"Please wait."

Asakawa took out his phone, and it was answered quickly.

The bubbling sound sent chills down her spine.

Fortunately, she soon heard a familiar male voice that made her feel at ease.

"Aunt Mei, whose phone is that?"

"Giggle."

"Asakawa reporter? Oh, Nanako Matsushima, right?"

Asakawa on the other end of the phone: "..."

Although it wasn't the first time she'd been called that, she was always speechless.

She also knew that the "Aunt Mei" was the powerful and evil thing that had personally saved her back then.

Because she was lost in her own thoughts, she didn't even realize why the other person spoke in Japanese.

"Moshi Moshi?" Tan Wenjie's voice came through the phone. "Reporter Qianchuan?"

"Yes, I'm sorry to bother you so abruptly." Reiko Asakawa was very polite.

It's not surprising that the master's personality is somewhat eccentric; people are more tolerant of powerful individuals.

"Are you going to catch a ghost?"

How did you know?

Reiko Asakawa exclaimed that the other party truly deserved to be called a master, as she hadn't said anything and yet the other party could tell through the phone. It seemed that she would have to be more respectful in the future.

"Did you find a special videotape that, after watching, was accompanied by a mysterious, terrifying ringtone predicting your death in seven days?"

"What?! There's such a terrifying curse!" Reiko Asakawa exclaimed in shock.

"..."

Sadako is not something that can be eradicated. Although he hunted down some of them and even fed a lot to Chu Renmei, the resentment of the remaining Sadako will continue to grow endlessly. As long as someone watches the videotape, it will continue to spread.

"My signal is not very good, hello, hello~" Tan Wenjie's voice grew fainter and fainter.

Reiko Asakawa's attention was immediately drawn back.

"A gentleman has run into trouble and wants your help."

She handed the phone to Hideki Tahara, who took it with both hands and held it to his ear.

"Mosimoxi?"

"I'm not in Tokyo, but I can recommend someone to you. She'll help you make the arrangements."

"Many thanks."

The call ended after only a few words.

Hideki Tahara looked at Reiko Asakawa: "He told me to find Kotoko Higa."

Asakawa: "I know how to contact her."

However, things don't always go as planned. When they called Higa Kotoko, they learned that she was out of town performing an exorcism.

Kotoko Higa said on the phone, "I can recommend a Korean shaman. He will be going to Tokyo soon. Please check your email. I will send him his contact information. I'm very sorry I can't come to help you in person. I have more important and more dangerous work to do here."

"Thank you so much!" Hideki Tahara replied unconsciously with a tone of reverence.

He could picture the other person's image and demeanor in his mind just from their voice on the phone.

The matter was finally settled, and after saying goodbye, Hideki Tahara received a phone call.

It was Tang Cao Da Wu, a friend he had previously contacted to have dinner together. He suddenly remembered that Tang Cao was very fond of studying folklore, and he had contacted him before hoping to find a monk to solve a problem that had been bothering him for many years through Tang Cao's recommendation.

He only sought out reporter Asakawa because he was worried that talking about ghosts and spirits would damage his image.

The izakaya (Japanese pub) has a lively atmosphere.

Tangcao Daigo was already sitting at the table.

"Why are you so late?" Tang Cao complained.

Hideki Tahara: "I'm sorry, it's because of some things."

He rubbed his hands together and sat down.

As they ate and chatted, and because Tangcao was a folklore enthusiast, the conversation inevitably drifted to those kinds of things.

"Have you ever heard of something?" Hideki Tahara suddenly asked.

"what?"

"There's a kind of monster in the mountains that seems to be looking for someone. You absolutely can't open the door or invite it in."

“A vampire?” Tang Cao laughed heartily, oblivious to the grim expression on Tian Yuan Hideki’s face. “I’ve heard of this kind of monster. No one may enter without an invitation. It has no specific shape and can impersonate the voices of friends and family. If you’re fooled, you’ll follow it up the mountain.”

Hideki Tahara's memories were instantly pulled back to his childhood.

I remember when I was a child, one day a woman's figure appeared outside the door. She was probably a woman, but she was very tall.

She kept calling out her grandfather's name.

"Ginji, Ginji, is Ginji home?"

Even more bizarrely, Tian Yuan's grandfather had already become a vegetable at that time, lying paralyzed in bed every day.

But he spoke up when that strange voice came.

"Go away!"

The woman's figure disappeared, but Tahara Ginji called Tahara Hideki to his side.

"Don't follow that thing, you shouldn't even answer it."

"Hideki?" His friend waved his hand in front of his face, and Hideki Tahara snapped out of his daze. "Ah, sorry, where were we?"

"I actually know a little about that kind of monster too." Tangcao Daigo said with a smile. When talking about his area of ​​expertise, it was like he had opened a floodgate, and he had an overwhelming urge to tell everything.

"yes……?"

"bogeyman!"

"Soul Demon?"

"If it's a transliteration, that's right. During the Warring States period, which is the Ming Dynasty in China, European missionaries came to Japan by ship to spread their faith," said Daigo Karakusa. "They brought the faith of God, and God's light shone on this land, but demons followed it like a shadow."

"A monster from the West?" Hideki Tahara swallowed hard.

Tangcao Daigo laughed heartily: "It's impossible for a monster to actually come by boat."

"That is?"

"language."

"what?"

"Foreigners don't understand the local monsters. When they encounter a monster, they shout 'bogeyman,' while locals, when they hear foreigners shouting a name they've never heard before, just assume it's a completely new monster. So 'bogeyman' became '魄魕魔,' which might actually be a native Japanese monster."

Hideki Tahara nodded slightly. Now he could only pray that the shaman from South Korea could help him solve the problem.

“Oh, right,” Tangcao Daigo suddenly said, “I’ve had a sword exorcism performed at Ise Shrine, it’s very effective, do you need one?”

"Thank you so much." After replying, Tian Yuan suddenly realized that her answer seemed to be an admission that she was being watched by something.

Tangcao Dawu didn't spell it out, he just smiled, and everything was understood without being said.

Just as Tianyuan was about to refuse, his phone suddenly rang.

"Moshi moshi, are you Mr. Tahara?"

He spoke with an accent. "Yes, may I ask who you are?"

"I am a monk recommended by Miss Higa. I am very sorry, but I am not capable of getting involved in your matter."

"what?"

"That's a terrifying thing, far beyond my capabilities. It knows I'm going to get involved, and if I force my way in, I'll be in great danger."

"But you're already here, why don't you..."

"I'm taking a flight back to South Korea right away. I'm very sorry."

"..."

The phone hangs up.

Hideki Tahara looked at his friend.

Where is that thing?

He successfully obtained the sword purification technique with the help of Tangcao Daigo.

A piece of paper was folded into the shape of a sword, with the words "Guardian of Fufeng Temple" written on it, and the edges were blackened with ink.

After returning home, he placed the sword on the table, hoping that it would truly solve the problem.

The phone rang again.

"I'm very sorry, this is Kotoko Higa." The other party apologized first. "I have heard about your situation, but I can't get away. The thing has found you. Now please do as I say. Also, please don't hang up the phone and keep in touch with me at all times."

Hideki Tahara clung to the voice on the other end of the phone as a lifeline, nodding repeatedly, "Yes!"

The voice on the phone said, "Please fill bowls with water and place them all in the entryway."

He did so immediately.

"Don't close the door," the voice on the phone continued. "Collect all the kitchen knives in the house and smash all the mirrors."

Tian Yuan did as instructed.

After finishing all of this, he was exhausted and covered in sweat.

The sky outside had darkened at some point.

"Ring ring ring." The landline phone at home suddenly rang.

"Don't answer it," the phone in his hand said. "That thing can mimic voices."

However, the landline phone had already entered voicemail mode.

Another voice, that of Kotoko Higa, came through the phone.

“I’m very sorry, the mage I recommended couldn’t help, but time is of the essence now, so I hope you can do as I say.” Higa Kotoko’s voice was a little distorted. “Please lock the kitchen door, take all the knives and hide in the bathroom. As long as you stand in front of the dressing table mirror, you’ll be fine. No matter how powerful that thing is, it will still be afraid of mirrors and knives.”

"Gulp!" Hideki Tahara swallowed hard, his eyes widening as he looked at the phone in his hand.

"Don't trust her," Higa Kotoko said on the phone.

"When is Mr. Tan available?" Hideki Tahara suddenly asked.

"What Mr. Tan?" the voice on the phone asked, puzzled.

"Mr. Tan, the one who introduced you to me."

"Does such a person exist?"

The sound gradually became distorted and mechanical.

It eventually turned into: "Giggle, giggle, sya, sam ah um, sorry to bother you, Hideki, let's go, to the mountain, everyone is waiting for you—"

Clang, clang, clang, footsteps approached.

Hideki Tahara turned to look at his front door. Seeing the open door, his heart skipped a beat, and his hair stood on end.

That thing cannot enter without an invitation, so keeping the door closed is the right thing to do.

A figure with a female silhouette appeared outside the door, with long black hair and no clothes, revealing grayish-white skin.

He was very tall, but when he tried to get a closer look, he found that he couldn't make out the other person's face.

He tried to take out a mirror and a kitchen knife to defend himself, only to remember that the kitchen knife had been thrown away and the mirror had been smashed.

The figure flashed and disappeared from sight.

Tian Yuan got up and ran towards the entrance, but the water bowls piled up earlier became an obstacle preventing him from leaving. He fell to the ground and could not move an inch.

The phone rang again at this crucial moment.

Tian Yuan, clinging to it as a lifeline, crawled back and grabbed the phone.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Tahara?"

"Miss Asakawa!" Tahara exclaimed in surprise, "Help..."

Suddenly, a gray hand grabbed my head.

The crunching sound was very crisp.

As her consciousness faded into darkness, Tian Yuan realized that it was the sound of her head being bitten.

……

The house was cordoned off with police tape.

Asakawa Reiko and Karakusa Daigo, who had been in contact with the deceased Tahara Hideki the day before his death, were summoned.

"spirits?"

The police officer in charge of taking the statement twitched at the corner of his mouth.

He blames everything on ghosts and spirits, believing that all these people are problematic.

"Leave this to me." A young man wearing shorts and slippers, carrying a convenience bag, walked over.

Tan Wenjie glanced at the corpse on the ground.

His time in this world was coming to an end, so he came to take a look around.

“I’m a police officer.” The officer taking the statement frowned as he looked at him.

Tan Wenjie didn't say anything, but simply took out his phone and dialed a number. A few seconds later, he handed the phone to the police.

"What? Yes! Yes!"

The police officer handed the phone back to Tan Wenjie with both hands, then bent over at a 90-degree angle with his arms tucked under his trouser seams.

"Red bean paste, Marseille in private! You're in complete control here!"

"Ah."

After Tan Wenjie nodded, the policeman turned and left, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he walked away.

He almost lost his job and mistakenly thought he had committed treason. If bowing wasn't enough, he would have to kneel on the ground.

His number had long been delivered to the authorities of various countries by Kotoko Higa, allowing him to travel freely throughout the world.

"The edges of the sword were blackened with ink... a tool for summoning evil spirits?"

He looked at the sword offering on the table.

Hideki Tahara shouldn't have died so young; someone deliberately set a trap for him.

He turned to look at Karakusa Daigo beside him.

When Tang Cao met his gaze, she was startled, but she tried her best to maintain her composure and not appear flustered.

"What do you plan to do?" Reiko Asakawa asked as she walked over.

Tan Wenjie said, "Exorcise the demon."

The Po-Xiong Demon is mysterious in origin and quite powerful, making it a perfect ending to his leisurely vacation.

He picked up the sword on the table and said, "I need to go somewhere else. People have died here; it's not a suitable place."

If you set a trap in a place where the other party has killed someone, as long as the monster isn't too stupid, it definitely won't come.

Asakawa immediately said, "I know a place that might meet your requirements."

Her first thought was to participate in this exorcism ritual.

Tan Wenjie instructed, "Remember to put the mirror and the kitchen knife away."

Asakawa didn't understand: "Why?"

If the opponent is truly afraid of kitchen knives and mirrors, they should make these preparations in advance to increase their chances of winning.

Tan Wenjie replied matter-of-factly, "It is basic courtesy to put away things that the other party dislikes beforehand, even if the other party is not a person."

(End of this chapter)