Mount Fuji.

A torrential rain fell, and the five lakes of Mount Fuji were garrisoned by the five major families of Onmyodo.

Meiko Hanakain wore grand sacrificial clothes and slowly walked up to the prepared altar.

This is a hollowed-out cave. The cave is dark and deep, as if it goes straight to the ground.

The maids on both sides had expressionless faces, holding lotus lanterns in their hands. The lights illuminated the dark cave, revealing the appearance of the surrounding rock walls.

It is the appearance of ghosts and gods that have been carefully carved. There are hundreds of ghosts and gods here, and each one has a different image. But the only thing that is unified is that the ghosts and gods here are either ugly, vicious, or sinister. The surrounding murals are connected in series.

When you stand up, it looks like a picture of ghosts and ghosts.

Meiko Hanakain continued to move forward expressionlessly. When she and the maids walked nearly a kilometer, the statues of ghosts and gods in front of them had changed. The ghosts and gods here were extremely huge, and many of them could occupy nearly ten square meters by themselves.

Moreover, these ghosts and gods also appeared in more and more ancient Chinese netherworld statues. When passing by the two statues of the gods Tu Yulei, their eyes suddenly opened up, and a palace nearly a hundred meters high appeared.

This palace is simple and solemn, and the whole is solemn black. Only a few places are decorated with vermilion and dark gold. Although there is no skylight, the dome above the palace is inlaid with huge luminous pearls. These luminous pearls bloom brightly.

The brilliance illuminated the entire hall like daylight.

When Miko Hanakain stepped into the palace alone, the momentary distortion of space made her realize that she was already in another time and space.

She stopped at the gate of the palace and did not move forward. A golden book was unfolded in her hand, with a gorgeous sacrificial inscription written in ancient Chinese on it.

The Taishan Fujun Sacrifice is an ancient ritual that is rumored to be able to resurrect the dead, but this kind of resuscitation requires equal sacrifices.

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Tokyo.

Under the heavy rain, an office worker just got off the last tram. He couldn't help complaining, "With this damn weather, is Neon Island really going to sink?"

Then he complained, "Even if Neon Island sinks, the boss will not let us stop working overtime."

He held up his umbrella and was about to walk towards home when he suddenly froze on the spot because there was a peerless beauty standing not far in front of him. This peerless beauty stood alone in the rain, not even talking.

umbrella, looking up into the distance, as if waiting for someone.

The young man thought he was not a nosy person, but when he saw this peerless beauty, he seemed to be unable to walk. He approached her little by little and asked, "Miss, even if you have to wait for someone, can you

You can also find a place to take shelter from the rain first."

The peerless beauty was wearing a black sailor uniform, and her long black hair was not messy when it was wet by the rain, but instead looked more supple. Her skin was pale, and it seemed that she was very delicate because of being caught in the rain.

It's totally a mark on his aesthetics, the young man shouted in his heart, bringing the umbrella in his hand close to the peerless beauty.

The rain curtain was blocked. To be precise, her sight of looking up at the sky was blocked. The beauty couldn't help but react a little. She looked at the young man and said, "I'm not waiting for anyone."

The young man was slightly startled, "Then you are here..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the slender palm in front of him penetrate his chest and dig out a still beating heart.

The stunning beauty said calmly, "I'm killing someone."

Horrible killings took place almost instantly, in the darkness of Tokyo.

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