The Japanese-fear sorcerer who started by taking in Tomie

"popopo~"

The midday sun bathed the ridges of the fields, and an eight-foot-tall man strolled leisurely along the ridges, holding a plain-colored parasol.

She was wearing a white dress, the hem of which was gently lifted by the wind, revealing a faint black pattern around her ankle, which looked like a tattoo or Sanskrit.

The sun is shining brightly.

The eight-foot-tall man tilted his head slightly, letting the sunlight fall on his fair face.

How warm it is.

She hadn't felt this way in a long time.

During those years of being sealed away, there was only endless darkness and cold, and the old man Ksitigarbha was constantly buzzing in my ears!

You want to convert me? You want me to let go of my obsessions!

I am God, I am the God worshipped by thousands!

I did nothing wrong!

From beginning to end, she had no idea what she had done wrong; the ones who had done wrong were clearly those treacherous humans.

Why seal her away? Let her go!

Damn Ksitigarbha! Damn Bodhisattva!! Damn scriptures!!!

Thinking of this, Ba Chi gritted his teeth in hatred.

In fact, this was not the first time she had broken free of the seal. She had escaped several times over the centuries, but each time she had not enjoyed herself for long before she was forced back down by someone wielding the Dharma implements of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Last time it seemed to be a woman who dried a lizard. She chanted incantations louder than Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. That woman was the most sinister. No matter what incantation she chanted, she always said the same thing.

It is impossible to guard against it!

"Demons and monsters, leave! Demons and monsters, leave!"

Ba Chi still remembers those words vividly.

Hachi pursed his lips, then put on his signature smile again.

At this moment, Yachi was full of confidence because this time was different from usual. Her urban legend was spreading rapidly on the Internet, and a continuous stream of wishes was converging from all directions, pouring into her body, and expanding every second.

This power was unprecedented during her previous attempts to break free of the seal, and it was approaching her peak moment.

Although I've undergone some strange changes, it's nothing serious.

The eight-foot-tall man felt his body being filled with power, a power completely different from the previous times he broke through the seal, the power that was closest to his peak moment!

"po~ I really want to go scare the kids!"

The eight-foot-tall man, holding an umbrella, wandered aimlessly around the edge of the field.

"How boring. There isn't even a single child in this small town. It's so dull," Hachi paused, then tilted his head. "A little older would be fine too."

Japan has a very serious aging problem. Young people don't have many children, especially since the metropolis of Tokyo is nearby. Young people all flock to Tokyo, leaving behind mostly elderly people who can barely walk, the youngest of whom are in their seventies or eighties.

Although the eight-foot-tall woman broke free from the seal, the Ksitigarbha seal within the temple, though shattered, still retained its power like an invisible chain, confining her within a certain area around the temple.

She can't go anywhere for a while.

"Hmm, a good child has arrived."

The eight-foot-tall man's eyes lit up.

The aura she sensed was young and vibrant. Although it belonged to a boy and was a little older, it was still quite appealing to her at the moment.

The eight-foot-tall man stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes practically glowing green. "Good boy~ Popopo~ Sister, I'm here~"

……

"Shinheng-kun, if we just keep walking like this, will we really find the eight-foot-tall ugly monster?" Tomie dragged her tired body, moving step by step, her face full of despair and a sense of wanting to give up on life.

Shin Hengyuan pinched his chin and said uncertainly, "Maybe, I'm not that old, I should still be considered a little boy..."

"No matter what, at my age, I'm no different from a little boy to you, am I?"

Xinhengyuan shrugged.

Fujiang and Qingyue:...

Tomie rolled her eyes, as if to say, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Kiyotsuki, unusually, didn't chime in, but simply turned her head slightly, pretending to look at the scenery by the roadside.

Clearly, this topic about age has deeply touched a raw nerve for both women.

"What's with that look? I'm just stating the facts. I'm a high school sophomore. In the eyes of you monsters who are decades or even hundreds of years old, what am I if not a little boy?"

Xin Hengyuan remained expressionless, but his fingers had already subtly moved to the hilt of the knife at his waist. He felt a faint gaze, as if something was watching him.

"Ew—" Tomie looked disgusted.

Qingyue suddenly spoke up, "They're here."

Before the words were finished, the eight-foot-tall man appeared in front of the three of them, or rather, in front of Shin Hengyuan.

A figure over two meters tall blocked their way, and the huge height difference forced Xin Hengyuan to crane his neck at an awkward angle.

From this perspective, Shin Hengyuan does indeed look like a little boy in front of her.

"popopo~ Such a good child."

The eight-foot-tall man bent down and gently lifted Xin Hengyuan's chin with his free hand, as if examining a novel toy.

He completely ignored Tomie and Kiyotsuki standing to the side.

"Little friend, what's your name? How old are you? How did you end up here? Did you get separated from your parents?"

"Open Source Guy!"

Qingyue's eyes were bloodshot, her mask had long been thrown aside, and she rushed forward with the huge scissors in her hands.

The eight-foot-tall man simply turned around and glared at her!

Just one glance!

Qingyue felt as if she had been hit by an invisible mountain; her knees jolted violently, and she almost collapsed to her knees.

She barely managed to maintain a half-squatting position by using the scissors to support herself on the ground. Is this the difference between ordinary ghost stories and false gods?

Gravity control!

In that instant when Yasakani was distracted, Shin Hengyuan drew his sword, and Ame no Habakiri aimed straight for Yasakani's delicate neck. Yasakani instinctively drew his umbrella to block, but the sharp blade of Ame no Habakiri cleanly severed the umbrella.

Eight feet took two steps back, looking at the umbrella that was broken in half, and then looked down at the long, snow-white sword in the boy's hand, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Popopo~, what a naughty child, a naughty child! What if your older sister punishes you severely!"

"Hehehe, it's not certain who's cursing whom like that. Look what this is!" Xin Hengyuan had already taken out a wooden carving of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The wooden sculpture was held high in front of the eight-foot-tall figure. The Buddha's light was not particularly dazzling under the midday sun, but it was precisely this serene light that made the eight-foot-tall figure take a half step back.

The Sanskrit seal on her ankle seemed to be ignited by something, and began to faintly heat up!

"Jizo..." The eight-foot-tall man's smile twisted, and his voice turned gloomy.

Just as the eight-foot-tall man was about to erupt, the wooden carving in Xin Hengyuan's hand immediately emitted a dazzling Buddhist light!

The Buddha's light instantly enveloped the eight-foot-tall man.

"Ahhhhh..." The eight-foot-tall man let out a mournful wail, his body twisting violently in the Buddha's light. His white dress peeled away layer by layer in the light, and large patches of his fair skin began to show dark burn marks.

[Mark Slash]!

"Now." Shin Hengyuan gripped the Ame no Habakiri, and the blade began to gleam with a dazzling light.

"Sizzle—"

The eight-foot-long wailing abruptly ceased. The beautiful head slid off the high shoulders, rolled several times on the ground before stopping, and the headless body swayed before falling backward.

Shin Hengyuan sheathed his sword, and upon seeing the headless body, he couldn't help but remark, "What a weak god."

It seems like everything is over.

[Defeat the Eight-Foot Elder's clone and gain 300 experience points]