Chapter 713: Yinmo Luo Ghost, "Ghost Record"

Keijiro's face turned pale, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop suddenly, as if the humanoid mechanism in the day had driven Frost here, holding an exaggerated sword, and was about to execute someone.

"what--!!!"

He shouted, gasped, sweated profusely, and opened his eyes with lingering fear.

The heart suddenly stopped beating for a moment, and a terrifying chill went straight from the coccyx to the top of the head.

The room was grey and full of fog.

Two points of faint blue flame floated in front of me.

Look carefully, that is not fire, but a pair of old eyes burning with anger and full of hatred.

It seemed as if it wanted to eat its flesh and drink its blood.

I seem to have seen this look somewhere before.

Somewhat familiar, yet completely strange.

"Qing—ci—lang!!!" A hoarse and shrill call came from the mouth of the monster in front of him.

Keijiro shuddered. He could guarantee that he had never seen such a terrifying and strange creature before.

A terrifying monster or evil spirit, as tall as a man, stood at the end of his bed. Its body was like a giant ominous bird, with messy feathers, wet and smelling of the salty sea water. Its wings were spread, and sea mist obscured the windows.

A pair of thick, wrinkled claws grabbed the mat and tore it apart.

On top of the huge body of this bird, there is a human head.

The old face was hideous and filthy, with faint lights in his eyes, which were flickering will-o'-the-wisp and flickering resentment.

"I've brought you the tax you asked for." The Yinmora demon with a human head and a bird body stretched out a claw and dug out Keijiro's heart.

The bloody heart was swallowed in one gulp.

Keijiro felt weak all over, his eyes wide open in horror.

The blue will-o'-the-wisp fire burned in his chest, burning his entire body. His flesh was charred black and flames came out of his bones. Under the severe and piercing pain, his breathing made a loud sound like a broken bellows.

A piece of "crystallized bone marrow" was spit out by the Yinmora demon, and he used his sharp claws to forcefully stuff it into Keijiro's empty chest.

The power of the evil spirit turns into torture to torment people.

"Is it enough, is it enough, is it enough to fill your hearts, your hearts...ah!"

The shrill voice seemed to be the overlapping of thousands and millions of people. The old face changed constantly, turning into a young man, a middle-aged man, a woman... revealing pairs of overlapping hateful eyes.

Piece after piece of "crystallized bone marrow" was filled into Keijiro's chest, squeezing his internal organs, piercing his skin, and breaking his bones, causing Keijiro's body to swell, with his chest and abdomen covered in blue-purple crystals.

Fear, endless fear.

His pupils contracted as he recognized where this familiar look came from.

From those cheap foreign traders he cared nothing for.

Martial arts and power gave him the power to oppress, but also brought unbearable bitterness at this moment.

The strange creature in front of him was growing larger and larger.

The pain that was worse than death made Keijiro struggle. He began to beg for mercy and said all kinds of things.

"Sorry! Sorry!"

"I'm sorry! The team leader forced us to do this."

The Yinmora ghost turned a deaf ear and just made cruel bird-like and human-like cries.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I will tax all of you, tax you!"

"Look at what a beautiful 'Crystallized Bone Marrow' is. You... must accept it, you must accept it!"

“Hahahahahaha! Take it!”

The huge blue-purple ore pierced through Keijiro's body.

Blood splattered all over the walls and the floor, flowing throughout the room with the smell of dirty viscera and stench.

There is no moon tonight, and there are ghosts on earth, coming to pay "taxes".

Misty sea weather.

Jiang Yi and Ying sat in front of the store, eating "udon noodles".

"Udon noodles" have a light taste. After the dough has been proofed and stretched many times, the noodles are made to be chewy, smooth and springy.

The soup has the fresh aroma of seaweed, fish and other ingredients.

"Ordinary grade." Paimon was full of emotion, "Where can we eat perfect grade noodles? Ying, let's buy the recipe and make it ourselves!"

"Get out! Do you know how long it takes to make a bowl of noodles? It's so tiring. Paimon, you won't help me massage my back." Ying refused with her hands crossed.

"Back massage, I can do it!" Paimeng slurped up the noodles and suddenly felt that something was wrong with the bowl of noodles in Jiang Yi's hand. "Huh? Why is there fried tofu in your bowl?"

"This store is having a promotion. The 100th, 200th... and the 100th customer this week will receive a piece of fried tofu for free." Jiang Yi ate the fried tofu for free with a smile on his face. It was so delicious, especially since Ying and Paimeng were not there.

"You are so lucky? If I had known, I would have put you in that position." Paimeng was very envious.

"If you line up, that position won't be a perfect one." Jiang Yi looked at Ying who was staring at him, then at the fried tofu in his mouth.

This kind of fried tofu is square and extra large, covering more than half a bowl.

"How about I give you half?" Jiang Yi said hesitantly, tearing off the uneaten half with chopsticks.

“Okay!” I don’t know what Ying was thinking, but she just accepted it.

"I want it too!" Paimon shouted.

"No, go buy it with your pocket money!" Jiang Yi held the bowl and drank a mouthful of soup, feeling really comfortable.

"Ying..." Paimon was very sad, and the noodles didn't taste good anymore.

"Oh——!" Ying couldn't stand the other person's pitiful look anymore, so she took the chopsticks and cut the half-eaten fried tofu into two halves.

Paimeng, who got one eighth of the whole piece of fried tofu, finally stopped making trouble.

That's right, she just wanted to try the free fried tofu.

Here the years are peaceful, over there...

"what--!"

Keijiro suddenly sat up from the bed and touched his chest.

When she opened her pajamas, she found no scars on her skin, nor was her body filled with "crystallized bone marrow." When she pressed her hand, she could still feel her heart beating.

Looking around, there was no blood.

But the sea fog outside the window made his heart skip a beat.

"It was a dream... just a nightmare!" He stood up with weak legs and found that he was soaked.

Then he noticed the dirt on his legs and feet.

He clearly washed up last night.

The soil was fresh, as if he had been out not long ago.

His face turned ugly, and at the end of the dream, he seemed to tell the evil ghost of the businessman in the dream about the account book.

Put on clothes and light armor, and pick up weapons.

After opening the door, he hurried to the place where the account book was hidden, and sure enough, the account book was missing.

"Damn it!" Keijiro kicked the surrounding rocks fiercely, "Evil spirit, I want to see if it's a real evil spirit?"

He wanted to go to the International Chamber of Commerce to continue collecting taxes, but halfway there, he hesitated and walked towards another road.

He needs to meet the head of the Shengjia group first.

On the way, Jiang Yi, Ying, Paimon and Keijiro passed by each other after breakfast.

"Isn't that the one from yesterday..." Paimon turned around, "That face is so ugly. Has your plan started?"

"Yes!" Jiang Yi nodded. "As long as it succeeds, we can solve the problem of Inazuma's oppression of foreign merchants once and for all. Unless someone can kill the Yinmo Luo ghost I created in the future."

But this possibility is very low. As long as the image of Yinmora is spread to merchants in secret and merchants hate oppression, then Yinmora will receive faith.

The Yinmora ghost can be any merchant who died due to oppression. The merchant's soul carries this story and can carry this power to take revenge.

The sound of flapping wings was heard in the sea fog.

The ghostly Onimara stood atop the roof of the Wan Guo Chamber of Commerce, overlooking Inazuma's soldiers, no one in sight.

The experience of possessing a seabird caused the soul's human body to transform into a bird, giving it the power of flight, and the evil spirit's aura fixed this distorted image, making it a true evil ghost.

"We still have to restrain it." Jiang Yi looked at the hatred and power surging in the other party. After this incident, he had to redirect the Yinmorao ghost's duties. He couldn't let his evil spirit nature completely control him, otherwise he would only get lost in revenge.

It was his fault when he lost control and committed evil deeds.

A pen and a book appeared in my hand. After thinking for a while, I wrote three words on the cover.

"Record of One Hundred Ghosts".

Then, write the stories and precepts inside.