With his mind made up, Kamiyagawa turned the handle of the hatchet with one hand, his eyes firming up a bit.
"Jiejie..."
Hannya, who was wearing a sly mask, let out a weak, weird laugh, and those ferocious golden eyes were locked on the blade of Kamiyagawa's hatchet, motionless.
Prajna felt threatened.
To be honest, the stranger in front of me who should not appear in the world of Kaidan is not strong, and he would not be Prajna's opponent in normal times.
However, Prajna is now too seriously injured and his condition is too bad.
"Abba!"
The little old man on Kamiyagawa's shoulder pumped his fist excitedly.
He seemed to think that the master he had just recognized was finally going to put an end to the injured mask ghost story.
As a weak monster with a low growth limit, the little old man is happy to see the demise of monsters who are stronger than him.
The two monsters at the scene were all paying close attention to Kamiyagawa's every move.
After a while, the young co-master of ghosts and gods finally made a move.
He twirled the hatchet again and said to Xiao Hannya: "Fuck with me and be my shikigami."
Be my shikigami.
Sign a contract with me and become Mahou Soju.
From now on, I will be your fucking master!
"Jie Jie?"
After saying these words, Prajna's fierce face covered with a mask showed a look of doubt.
"Whew?"
The little old man on Kamiyagawa's shoulder stared and opened his mouth. After being shocked like an electric shock, he suddenly became extremely depressed.
The little old man knew more than Prajna. He knew that there was a vacant shikigami statue in Kamiya, which had not yet been inhabited by Kaitan.
But why is this happening?
It was obviously him who came first!
Kamiyakawa didn't pay too much attention to the reaction of the two monsters. After all, what he just said was not a request, just a notification.
I want to make a contract with you, what does that have to do with you?
Kamiyakawa silently recited the spirit-binding technique of [Spirit Control Technique], and as he chanted softly, every time he uttered a word, illusory characters with a faint golden light appeared around him.
More and more characters gathered together, connecting words to form sentences, and connecting dots to form lines. Finally, it became like a shining golden floating rope, flying towards Prajna.
Swish.
The golden character ropes were tied up to Prajna's body wearing a long undergarment, forming a bad knot like a tortoise shell, and then gathered tighter and tighter.
"Jiejie..."
Prajna made a weird laugh and struggled desperately.
Just now she didn't quite understand what this stranger wanted to do to her, but now she finally understood the masked ghost talk. This guy wanted to enslave herself and force herself to recognize him as his master!
no.
So unwilling.
How can you accept a stranger who is weaker than yourself as your master?
Moreover, this guy is so despicable.
It's completely taking advantage of the ghost's danger.
unacceptable!
Prajna twisted his body that was weakened by the serious injury and struggled. At the last moment when the golden talisman rope was about to be completely tightened, the masked ghost story let out a miserable laugh and struggled hard!
This strange laughter was extremely loud and loud, causing a large wave of air to vibrate, causing the mountain wind to roar and the shadows of the trees to tremble.
Snapped.
The golden talisman broke, shattered into individual characters, and disappeared.
Wild Pokémon jumped out of the Poké Ball.
The [Spirit Control Technique] Kamiyagawa mastered was only at the entry level, and his own spiritual skill value was so pitifully low that he couldn't even make up 1 point.
The Soul Binding Jue he recited must be ineffective.
After breaking the golden talisman rope, there were still some shameful remnants of rope marks on Prajna's long undergarment.
She raised her head, and the golden eyes under the mask stared at Kamiya River with shame and anger.
"... He's still very hot-tempered. It seems he doesn't even have the strength to escape, but he still insists on breaking my spell."
Kamiyakawa's mind was a little dazed. A failed soul-binding spell consumed a certain amount of his mental energy.
You have to take a short break before you can recite it a second time.
"But as long as you can't run away, sooner or later you will be my ghost."
After resting for a while, Kamiyagawa's brain regained its clarity.
The smiling Prajna opposite him was still slumped on the ground, his fierce masked face still scowl. He looked like he wanted to resist, but he didn't have much energy to resist.
"I hope you won't be too stubborn. With my mental strength, I won't be able to recite the Soul Binding Jue too many times."
Kamiyakawa thought this in his mind, and he was about to recite the Soul-Retaining Jue for the second time.
"Abba whining!"
At this time, the little old man who was still depressed suddenly jumped up, his dry old face was full of panic, and he started to pull Kamiyakawa's hair.
"what?"
Kamiyagawa stopped chanting.
"Abba!"
The little old man continued to pull Kamiya's hair, and then pointed anxiously at the shadowy mountain forest behind him.
This little ghost talk seems to be keenly aware of something.
The mountain wind on the cliff was still blowing, causing the trees in the forest to sway.
After being reminded, Kamiyagawa noticed somewhat belatedly that something seemed to be approaching deep in the forest.
It seems that the miserable laughter Prajna made when he just broke the curse attracted some bad things nearby.
There was rustling movement deep in the forest.
"Abba whining!"
The little old man finally shouted several times into Kamiyakawa's ears. The frightened expression on the old face became more and more serious, and finally his short body swayed and turned into a black smoke, which disappeared.
Sensing the approaching danger, Xiao Guitan directly applied oil to the soles of his feet.
He moistened it.
Kamiyagawa:……
Running so fast.
Kamiyagawa didn't really care about the little old man's stage fright and running away.
Strictly speaking, the relationship between him and this little old man was just an employment relationship.
Moreover, Kamiya is an immortal in the Kaitan world. When in danger, he will rush to the street and then return to reality and wait for the resurrection CD.
As for a little old man, he would probably be gone if he died.
This little monster is pretty good at talking and doing things. Even if he runs away, Kamiyagawa doesn't want him to die here.
"Jie Jie!"
When Kamiyagawa turned his head and stared at the movement in the forest, there was also movement on the side of Laughing Prajna.
She seemed to be trying to get up from the ground, but failed because she was too injured and too weak.
Laughing Prajna looked towards the shadowy mountain forest, and the green-faced fanged face covered by the mask of a sly smile showed obvious hatred and hostility.
You know, even though Kamiyagawa had just used the spirit-binding technique to tie her up in a bad posture like turtle shell binding, the masked monster only showed anger and shame.
Prajna and the thing approaching in the forest should have an ever-lasting hostility.
The mountain wind howled violently.
After more than ten seconds, Kamiyagawa finally saw clearly what was approaching from the forest.
It was a child, about seven or eight years old, wearing plain white linen clothes, running out of the shadow of the tree with a smile.
His face and exposed arms were covered with a thin layer of short white animal hair.
"Hee hee, woof woof."
As the child ran, he bit his fingers and laughed. I don't know why, but he laughed like a cheerful puppy.
"Hee hee - woo woo -"
Behind him, in the shadows of the woods, there was a lot of laughter echoing.