Tokyo: My Hundred Demon Scroll

"Amazing, absolutely amazing!"

Just then, a sudden voice interrupted the siblings' conversation. They turned around and saw that it was the bald uncle they had rescued earlier.

"Uncle, who are you?"

"Judging from your attire, you're probably not an ordinary person who was accidentally caught up in this, right?"

After the battle ended, Gu Yun glanced at the bald man beside him and noticed his unusual attire.

Wearing a monk's robe that looked like a patchwork shroud, with prayer beads around his neck and wooden clogs on his feet, he exuded the air of a loser.

Hmm, this must be the worst exorcist Gu Yun has ever seen.

Gu Yun: Although I haven't met many either.

"Are you a monk (Japanese Buddhist monk), or...?"

Miyako couldn't tell either, but with such a big bald head, the probability of him being a monk was obviously higher.

Japanese monks may not shave their heads, but some do.

"This is Ashiya Douma."

"Ashiya?!"

This time, not only Miyako, but even Tanigumo was somewhat surprised: "Ashiya, that Ashiya?"

"And there's Daomo, the Daomo of Master Daomo?"

In Japan, the most famous Onmyoji (masters of Yin and Yang) is undoubtedly Abe no Seimei.

Then there is Kamo no Tadayuki, Abe no Seimei's teacher, and Ashiya Dōman, also known as Dōma-hōshi, the evil Onmyoji who plays the main villain in Abe no Seimei's story.

"I am but a descendant of Ashiya Dōman, and have inherited my ancestor's name!"

"..."

To be honest, it wasn't that the two didn't believe it, but rather that Ashiya Dōman's descendant was being hunted down by a slit-mouthed woman who was a mid-level demon.

And the most embarrassing thing is that even Miyako had never heard of the Ashiya clan.

This family is definitely not among the top ten.

As for the common people…

"Sister, have you heard of it?"

"Absolutely not."

Miyako felt that Ashiya Michima wasn't lying, but didn't that mean she was incredibly ignorant?

That was Ashiya Dōman, who could rival Abe no Seimei.

"Well, actually I'm not as amazing as you guys say."

"Sir, the ghost story has been dispelled. Let's leave here as soon as possible."

"Oh, okay, okay."

"."

Seeing the other party's humble expression, as if they were in charge, Miyako blinked blankly, then left the Otherworld with Gu Yun and Mr. Ashiya Doma.

With the fall of the Slit-Mouthed Woman, this alien realm began to crumble.

However, the legend of the Slit-Mouthed Woman will not disappear.

Perhaps in a few years, or perhaps in a decade, this ghost story will give birth to a new Kuchisake-onna, who will once again wreak havoc on humanity in some corner of the world.

But there is nothing we can do about it.

After all, ghost stories are something humans created themselves.

As long as people have a sense of curiosity and as long as people still like to follow the crowd, ghost stories will never be eliminated.

Miyako was already used to this, and Gu Yun didn't care either. They had done their best to ensure peace in the area for several years.

"May I ask who you two are...?"

"Takagami Miyako, formerly known as Mitsumi."

"That Water Tribute?!"

Hearing the other party mention the "Three Hammers of Water," it's clear that Ashiya Doma was indeed a person within the supernatural community, not just a folklorist who pursued it out of interest.

"My name is Iijima Tanigumo."

"Iijima!"

Ashiya Doma's eyes widened immediately: "Is it... is it that Iijima? The Snail Master is yours..."

"The snail is my grandfather."

"Hiss~~ It's the Mitsuchi family, and the Iijima family too."

Ashiya Doma was already humble, and after learning about the two men's background, he was even more eager to become their devoted admirer.

Along the way, he showered them with flattery, making even Gu Yun and Miyako feel a little flattered.

"Having said so much, may I ask Mr. Mo, what exactly is your identity?"

"Me? I must be an Onmyoji! How could I not be an Onmyoji, a descendant of Ashiya Doma?"

"But what about the Onmyoji these days..."

“You mean the Abe family, right?” Ashiya Michima said with a hint of displeasure. “Those guys have really corrupted the spirit of Onmyoji. They’ve abandoned magic to learn divination. It’s ridiculous!”

"Oh."

The two looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

Miyako was gentle and extremely friendly. She did notice Ashiya Doma's skills, which were quite ordinary.

As for Gu Yun, a glance through his spiritual vision revealed that the uncle in front of him had a spiritual level of at most around 5.

Barely, he reached the threshold for learning magic.

As for strength...

At such an advanced age, being hunted down by a mid-level ghost story is too embarrassing.

"Then, uncle, how did you find the Slit-Mouthed Woman's otherworld?"

This is also what Miyako wanted to ask. Without the ability to see spirits, yet able to discover the Slit-Mouthed Woman's supernatural power, such a method is clearly not something an ordinary charlatan could possess.

"This."

Ashiya Michima smiled smugly and said, "That's all thanks to my eyes."

The Ashiya clan has a secret technique passed down since ancient times, which allows them to see the eyes of various strange beings.

This is not an ordinary ability to see ghosts, but a bloodline power that can see the traces of other beings, see through all illusions, and see their true nature.

Of course, that's about all the ability I have.

I can understand it, but I can't beat them.

Just like this time, Uncle Domo easily found the otherworld of the Slit-Mouthed Woman through investigation and searching.

This is the talent of the Ashiya clan.

"So, you were hunted down by the Slit-Mouthed Woman?"

"Finding things is definitely no problem for me," Dao Mo said shyly, though he also cared about his pride. "But I found it, and I can't beat her. There's nothing I can do. She's so strong!"

"Is it strong?"

"Hmm, is it very strong?"

The siblings stared at Daomo at the same time, making him feel utterly ashamed.

In terms of age, he could be the father of both of them.

But in terms of strength, they are capable of beating Ashiya Michima into calling him "daddy."

"Can I have your contact information?" Ashiya Doma said, adopting a clingy attitude. "If you ever need a service, let's team up."

He was skilled at tracking, while the siblings were skilled at magic.

They teamed up, what's that called?

This is what you call a powerful alliance!

"Forehead…"

As the saying goes, one shouldn't hit a smiling face, and the other party did indeed express their desire to repay their life-saving grace.

However, given Gu Yun's wealth and Mei Yezi's being from out of town, they naturally did not need Dao Mo to repay them.

But Uncle Mo was too insistent.

Left with no other option, the two gave Uncle Daomo his contact information.

"You have a thick skin."

Watching Uncle Domo's departing figure, Miyako muttered a complaint.

"Haha, it is indeed very thick."

Gu Yun asked, "Sister, what level does someone like Uncle Daomo belong to in the exorcism circle?"

"The real thing."

"what?"

"That means he's not a fraud, but a genuine exorcist."

Although this exorcist seems to be a complete weakling, he can see demons and monsters and even find the demon realm where the Slit-Mouthed Woman resides.

In this respect, Uncle Domo was right; he is truly remarkable.

"However, without the combat power to exorcise spirits, the number of supernatural requests we can handle is limited."

"But he still surpassed most exorcists."

After all, 99% of exorcists these days are folklorists; they can't even see monsters.

Compared to Gu Yun and Miyako, Uncle Daomo was naturally utterly outmatched.