Chapter 201 Complete Katana
"Mr. Cao Yang, what happened just now?"

Qianye was a little confused, but his petrified legs told him that everything just now was real and not an illusion.

Cao Yang did not answer, but stared at the photo in his hand.

The originally black and white photo gradually regained color. A scarlet color was spreading from the warrior's body to the surroundings. The huge eyes dyed with color looked very realistic, as if they would walk out of the photo in the next second.

Not only that, strange wrinkles and cracks began to appear on the old photos, and the rate of deterioration was increasing.

There was no light in the old house, but Qianye could actually feel the light flashing in front of his eyes two or three times, a bit like the flash of a camera, or like someone was repeatedly turning on and off the lights at a very fast speed.

The surrounding environment didn't seem to have changed much, except that the light became a little dimmer.

"It's already evening."

Qianye glanced at the gold watch on his wrist and said in a daze.

Cao Yang still had the same solemn expression as before, staring at the photo, and no one knew what he was looking at.

Qianye stood on tiptoe and glanced at the photo, but the content of the photo made him feel cold in his heart:
In the photo, he and Cao Yang are standing in front of the wooden house, and Cao Yang is also holding a photo in his hand. The content of the photo is that he and Cao Yang are standing in front of the wooden house, and Cao Yang is also holding a photo in his hand... The content of the photo is...

Chiba was immediately terrified. These photos, which looked like nesting dolls, made it difficult for him to distinguish between reality and photos.

“Am I the real me now, or just another photo of me?”

However, his worry was really unnecessary. After all, Cao Yang was standing next to him. This was a ghost in the photo. It was impossible for Cao Yang to take the initiative to trick him.

"Can the quadruple photo barely contain the Hundred Eyes Ghost... and the evil ghost is still trying to break through the photo space."

Smelly and sticky blood oozed out of Cao Yang's palms, quickly wrapping the photo into a cocoon and isolating the supernatural powers inside the photo.

He didn't plan to fight the ghost anymore. The guy's beheading and rebirth just now gave Cao Yang enough understanding about this so-called Hundred-Eyed Ghost: The Hundred-Eyed Ghost plundered other people's eyes, and all these eyes grew on its body.

But the person who was deprived of his eyes did not really die, but turned into a ghost superimposed on the body of Baimekuki, which allowed the original Jingu Seiji to borrow the supernatural powers of other jades.

If he beheaded it, he would kill the identity of Jingu Seiji, but other eyes would be resurrected in this body. Each resurrection would inherit all the supernatural powers of the predecessors and add all that he has mastered, so the more he kills, the stronger he will become.

As for the Hundred-Eyed Demon, its original spiritual power should be petrification, and the eyes plundered by it will also inherit some of the petrification spiritual power.

"Stop being in a daze and get me a container."

Cao Yang frowned slightly. This operation could not be said to be smooth. Akimoto Hiroichi, codenamed Ghost Mud, was petrified into a statue by the Hundred-Eyed Demon and was completely left in the world of the photo.

All of this was beyond Cao Yang's expectations. He did not expect that there would be an alien suppressed in the wooden house, and that its humanity had been completely eroded. He also did not expect that this ghost in human skin would suddenly attack.

"Oh, alright."

Hearing Cao Yang's voice, Qianye finally came back to his senses from his brainstorming session and quickly took out a golden container from his backpack and handed it over.

Cao Yang took the container silently, put the photo of blood cocoon into the container, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Hundred-Eyed Ghost is not very scary, but it has strong growth potential. If this ghost is thrown into the Ghost Control Headquarters, it will be the end. No wonder the previous generation of the Exorcist Society disappeared at the same time." "Sir Cao Yang, my legs..."

Qianye felt a little embarrassed. His two legs seemed to be filled with lead and welded together, and even the hair on his legs was stiff.

"It seems that you can no longer move forward. I will send you to Nagoya City and you can contact Iwai yourself."

Cao Yang's expression moved slightly. Chiba and Akimoto actually didn't help much. The only role of these two people was to prove that the Exorcism Society now only follows Cao Yang's lead. They were like two mascots, and they were the kind that would not live long.

"I'm sorry that I can no longer work with Lord Cao Yang. Qianye is grateful for your kindness."

Qianye thanked him repeatedly, his words were very sincere.

A gust of cold wind suddenly swept over, carrying Chiba towards Nagoya City.

However, just a few minutes after the two left, a strange figure walked into the old house.

The man was tall and neatly dressed in a suit, looking like a social elite. However, he had a broken knife hanging from his waist, which didn't match his clothes.

The man's face was a sickly pale color, and there was no expression on his face, as if he had facial paralysis. His whole body was cold, like a body that had been dead for a long time.

"Found it, the other half of Onikiri."

The man's steps were not big, but each step went a long way. In two or three steps he reached the backyard, and then instantly entered the detached wooden house.

After about a few minutes, the man came out with a complete samurai sword in his hand, and a thrilling cold light flashed on the blade.

"I, Liu Yin, am back."

The man in a suit who called himself Liu Yin showed a somewhat cruel smile. He waved the knife casually in the air like a child who got his favorite toy.

Suddenly, a dull sound of footsteps was heard outside the old house. They were a group of people who, like Liu Yin, were wearing suits, holding samurai swords, and had dead looks in their eyes. The only difference was that the heads of these people were all severely rotten, and their bodies seemed unable to bear the weight of the heads. Their steps were weak, and they kept swaying as they walked.

After playing with it for a few minutes, Liu Yin seemed to feel bored, put the knife back into the sheath, and looked in a certain direction thoughtfully.

"Next, we should go to the Ghost Temple. I heard that the top ghost riders in this country are all there. I hope you can give me some surprises. The people I met before were like chopping melons and vegetables, which really didn't interest me."

"To be called the top ghost tamer in a country, I think he should be able to take at least three of my strikes."

Liu Yin opened the ghost den, and the light around him dimmed instantly. Countless balloons with human heads hanging on them were floating in the sky, blocking all the light. The air was filled with a strong stench of corpses.

"It's time to go, little suits. Destination: Kanagawa City."

Liu Yin's wild laughter echoed in the dead silent city, and everywhere he passed, the flowers, plants and trees were forcibly twisted by the spirits, and even some buildings and houses collapsed under this distortion.

The human head balloons in the sky moved without wind, like a group of happy little people, following Liu Yin closely and moving in the direction he was moving.

(End of this chapter)