Horror/Fear Anime: Starting with a Tomie Hairstyle.

Later, they appeared on television programs, making everyone watching "happily" laugh, which made the program a huge hit.

Whether all the people who were laughing died in the end is not explained in the original work.

He remembered the "Golden Hour at Dusk" program.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, there's only one hour left until midnight!

The room grew colder, strange black footprints deliberately appeared, the sound of a dripping faucet came from the kitchen, a stool inexplicably tipped over, and the sound of fingernails scraping against the wall...

The two people sitting on the sofa completely ignored all of these paranormal phenomena.

Tomie even had the leisure to wrap herself in a blanket and drape some over Kyuuji Tetsuya.

Perhaps realizing that these little tricks wouldn't scare the two of them, all the commotion disappeared.

Jiuzhi Che looked at Fujiang, who understood and stood up: "It's so stuffy in here, I need to go out for some fresh air! Che, you come too!"

"Breathable? What's the point of breathability at night?"

"Heh, don't tell me you're planning to kill that little mouse at home."

Jiuzhi Che raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

Tomie leaned against Kyuusei Tetsu's chest: "I know you said the other guy is just a little Karami and can be dealt with quickly, but I'll be heartbroken if he accidentally damages my furniture~ Tetsu~ I spent a long time choosing these furniture~ Tetsu~"

Jiuzhi Che smiled helplessly, grasped Fu Jiang's fidgeting hand, and smiled back: "Never mind, after all, the furniture was bought with money."

"now it's right."

Then, the two got up and went out.

As he left, Jiuzhi Che glared at Tomie.

They agreed to act, but she still took advantage of him!

Tomie pretended not to see it. So what if he touched her? She hadn't even said that his muscles had molested her hand!

As soon as they left, a hand suddenly reached out from the diary on the coffee table. If Jiu Zhiche were still there, he would have seen that the finger embedded in the diary was still above it!

The apartment building is actually two separate buildings, only a few meters apart, appearing to exist independently. There is a factory not far away directly opposite the other building.

Because the factory owner absconded, the factory gradually fell into disuse and became a homeless place for some of the homeless.

At that moment, two homeless men were hiding in the weeds outside, watching.

"Hey, do you know that person might come back?"

"I don't know. We were sleeping soundly when suddenly they kicked us all out and gave us money back. How could such a good thing happen?"

"I took the money and went to the yellow-light district to spend it. You know, it felt like flying to heaven!"

"Then why don't you spend a few more and come back here?"

"After all, this is my home where I lived for a while. One shouldn't forget one's roots. Once I'm sure those people won't be coming back, I'll still live here!"

"Stop talking, someone's coming."

The two quickly lay down.

"Do we really have to go this far?"

Jiuzhiche's tone contained a perfectly timed complaint.

Tomie almost lost her composure and was about to roll her eyes when she noticed Kyuichi Che looking at her, so she forcibly held back.

"Isn't it because the space is open so you can make the most of it? Or are you worried the little mouse will run away in a large space?"

"Alright, alright, I'll show you what a stray dog ​​really is later!"

Jiuzhiche seemed to be provoked and quickened his pace.

He held a powerful flashlight, illuminating most of the factory, and walked over to a large box, seemingly surveying the factory's condition.

Tomie continued to make sarcastic remarks from the side: "Do you think the little mouse will be wiped out in one minute, two minutes, or... three seconds?"

Jiuzhi Che pursed his lips slightly, trying not to laugh. Fujiang had been drawing a lot of hatred these past few hours.

At first, she mocked him as a little mouse, then pretended to be very disdainful of his strength, ridiculing him as worse than an animal. Later, Tomie and Kyuusei Tetsu acted as if they were completely unconcerned and looked down on that demon...

I refuse to believe that ghost won't be provoked into coming!

If he doesn't come, he's just a coward, and that's all he'll ever be. Jiuzhiche will eventually find him and eliminate him.

However, judging from his willingness to destroy clues and his face-to-face acting with Jiu Zhiche, he is not such a cowardly ghost.

The stage has been set up.

Actors number one and two are already in place.

We've been waiting for you, Little Mouse.

For a moment, the sound of the wind seemed to stand still.

In the blink of an eye, a familiar diary appeared on the ground.

Chapter 46 Art is an explosion!

"Drip!"

Jiuzhiche turned off his phone alarm.

The diary lay quietly on the ground.

It appeared out of thin air.

Suddenly, the diary began to shake, and a jet-black hand emerged from the cover, followed by an arm, a shoulder, a head, and a thigh.

In less than a second, a completely black ghost stood before Jiu Zhiche, its eyes filled with intense malice. Then it slowly spoke, its voice like the grinding of rusty gears:

"Three days...it's so hard to wait..."

"Do you know... why... it's three days...?"

He seemed to be in no hurry to take action, instead preferring to chat with Jiu Zhiche.

Jiuzhiche wasn't in a hurry: "Because you need to use these three days to prepare yourself mentally for opposing me."

The ghost remained silent for a moment.

"You always manage to provoke me."

"Yes, only the incompetent are enraged. Sorry, I forgot, you're no longer human. Let me change it: only the incompetent ghosts are enraged."

"Hehe...heh..."

The ghost smiled sinisterly, "I hope you can still talk like that later."

After he finished speaking, he moved his hand. Starting from his feet, the high temperature scorched the ground, and billowing hot air began to rise from the ground. Red cracks quickly covered the ground, and the high temperature was spreading!

Jiuzhi Che slightly tilted his head. There was no sign of Tomie. Good, she knew to run when she was in danger. She's not stupid after all.

I remember in the original work, she faced several disadvantageous situations, but instead of running away, she kept mocking them, and in the end, she became a corpse that gave birth to more Tomie.

Outside the factory.

Tomie crossed her arms, waiting for Kyushichi's triumphant return.

Of course she knew she was no match for the ghost, and having cursed it so many times, she definitely needed to stay away, or else she'd be handing herself a death sentence.

"So beautiful!!! Much more beautiful than the yellow-light district!!!"

"Hey! Hey! Even though she's beautiful, do you want to commit a crime!?"

"Why worry about so much? We're people who don't have a tomorrow, we should enjoy ourselves today and not think about anything else!"

"You have a point."

The two homeless men, filled with wicked thoughts, quietly approached Tomie from behind!

Tomie noticed immediately, frowned slightly, and took two steps back.

It wasn't that I was afraid, it was the smell emanating from the two people opposite me.

"Hey beautiful, let's go... Ah!!!"

Before the homeless man could finish speaking, he was sprayed with pepper spray all over his face, and he covered his face and screamed.

Seeing that things were not going well, another person went up to try to snatch the pepper spray from Tomie's hand. Suddenly, a cloud of powder came and covered the homeless man's face, making it impossible for him to open his eyes, and he felt a sharp pain.

Both of them were temporarily unable to fight, but they were still struggling, their faces contorted as they lunged at Tomie.

"You bitch! I'll kill you!" The homeless man, who had been sprayed with the spray, forced his eyes open.

"Pfft-"

What...sound?

The homeless man was stunned for a moment. He looked down and saw a knife stuck in his stomach. The hand holding the knife handle was fair and smooth, yet so resolute.

Tomie drew her sword, and blood instantly stained the other person's clothes.

It didn't splash on her.

It seems that the techniques I studied for a while have been somewhat useful.

Another homeless man finally managed to wipe the lime off his face, only to see the murder scene. He was so frightened that he couldn't move and desperately begged for mercy.

"Spare me! Spare me! I don't want to die! Please! I promise I'll be a good person from now on!"

Tomie, not wanting to hear the noise, impatiently swung her sword down.

Inside the factory.

The high temperature spread to Jiu Zhiche's feet in the blink of an eye. In just one second, his shoes almost melted and stuck to the ground.

"Three days. You've been completely marked by me. You will definitely die!"

Although it wasn't clear why the Withering Curse had failed, the ghost didn't care much; he was certain he would take Jiuzhiche's life anyway.

Jiuzhiche flipped onto the box next to him. The box was made of wood, and in theory, it should have caught fire when exposed to high temperatures, but the bottom of it had only turned into the color of charred charcoal.

Therefore, the high temperature only creates the "scalding" effect, but it does not make it "burn".

The ghost moved extremely fast, reaching Jiu Zhiche's side and reaching out with its hand, which was wrapped in high temperature and heat, to grab Jiu Zhiche's neck.

"Purify!"