Yizhen's plan was to enter the city quietly. He didn't want to shoot. He wanted to sneak into the world of ghosts and find an opportunity to pass the message — for example, tossing a piece of paper.
However, a beautiful failure to stop the car instantly attracted everyone's attention. Many people had the experience of being stared at by more than a hundred ghosts.
However, being stared at by more than a hundred ghosts, even the prime minister would be so nervous that he didn't know what to say. Wish the demons a happy Hungry Ghost Festival?
Or should they issue new welfare policies for their citizens?
"Hmm?
What's that? "
A one-eyed demon said in a low, muffled voice as he looked over. The large eye that took up half of his face made one's hair stand on end.
One large eye was still acceptable, but the scariest thing was the thousand-eyed demon. His starry eyes, which were enough to cause trypophobia, were all staring at the car that suddenly appeared.
As for the other strange demons, there were even more that weren't humanoid. Some were made of mud and bones, and couldn't even be considered flesh and blood.
The group of demons looked like they were admiring the food of the night, and it was the kind that they could chase after and eat.
"I, I, I."
Yizhen laughed bitterly. If there were no accidents, he felt that his life was definitely going to end here.
The metal exterior of a high-end imported car did not give him the slightest sense of security. In front of demons and ghosts, these metal bodies would probably be torn apart with the slightest bit of force.
He took a few deep breaths. His legs had no intention of stepping out of the car until he saw the Minotaur demon closest to him striding over. Only then did he open the door in a panic.
He might really die if he stayed in the car any longer!
"Dong!"
However, his legs refused to listen to him. Yizhen wanted to get out of the car in a dignified manner and stand up with a heroic spirit. That way, he wouldn't embarrass himself as the descendant of Qingming.
However, the body and the brain were obviously not on the same page. Yizhen couldn't even lift his legs. He was directly tripped by the car door and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Ah!
How can this be repaired! "
Rolling and crawling, Yizhen assumed the standard posture of a Island nation.
Especially when he shouted "How can this be repaired", he was simply the model of a protagonist in a hot-blooded manga who had no choice but to kneel.
"Moo hmm?"
The bull-headed demon hesitated in its advance. Its hooves stopped in midair, as though it did not understand why a human would roll down from the square box.
On top of that, he was being so courteous as soon as they met.
"Hmm?
What kind of accident is this? "
Gui Tian was lying on the window, curiously looking at the Earth Imperial Gate Yizhen who suddenly appeared.
He vaguely felt that the kneeling man looked familiar, but he only saw the side of his face.
Not only was the monster hesitating, but the viewers watching Kameda's live broadcast were also shocked. In order to cope with the high number of viewers, the internet company had specially allocated many channels to Kameda.
However, compared to the profits brought about by the huge traffic, this was nothing.
[Which stream is this from?
That's way too hardcore.]
[This is the true first-hand source material, a gathering of one hundred demons … Bai and Bai Xun?]
[He's risking his life for money, but I like this style.]
[I want to find all the information about this livestream room in three seconds.]
Kameda held his breath and felt a sense of danger.
He felt that he had already risked his life to go deep into the city center of Kyoto in the horror of one hundred demons, but who would have thought that there would be someone who would risk his life?
This person really did not want his life anymore.
Such a vicious competition without a bottom line was basically the same as the bad guys driving out the good guys in the livestream industry.
Could it be that he had to carry his camera to the alley downstairs and do a close-up livestream?
However, the bullet screen was quickly refreshed, and soon, people went through all the livestream rooms in Kyoto.
[I can't find this livestream room. It's not the host's close-up livestream.]
[Who is that guy on the ground?]
[Could it be that he's a human who has gone through puberty and wants to seek vengeance from the gods?
That's why he's kneeling on the ground.]
[After the vengeance ends, the soul will also be dragged to hell!]
Many people began to make rich associations. Theories of revenge, theories of apprenticeship, all kinds of people were watching this wave. It was unknown how many professional scriptwriters there were. Thousands of years of drama culture had been mobilized and used.
"This person …" Kameda rubbed his eyes. The man on the ground seemed to be afraid of the bull-headed man, so he moved his body backward, and his face was finally revealed.
"It's Isin of the Earth Kingdom!
He's the direct descendant of the Grand Onmyoji Abe no Seimei … "
As an expert of the supernatural department, how could Kameda not know the celebrities in Kyoto?
Without waiting for the Westerners to ask questions, Kameda started to introduce himself in English.
He started with Abe no Seimei, and to make it easier for the Westerners to understand, Kameda even used the vampire hunter Lincoln as an example.
Since they were all exorcists, it was just that one used sorcery, and the other used physical methods.
The descendant of the Grand Onmyoji kneeling to the demons, the message contained in this was too big!
Was he begging the demons to be merciful and not destroy Kyoto?
Or was he going to betray humanity and join the demon camp?
In any case, the more bizarre the speculation, the more it matched the curiosity in everyone's hearts.
Kameda only revealed his identity and did not dare to comment on Isin of the Earth Kingdom's actions. If he said anything wrong, not only would his livestream room be banned, but he would also be treated to pork chop rice.
"Please don't let there be a bloody scene." Kameda prayed in his heart, afraid that the bull-headed monster would blow up Isin of the Earth Kingdom's head on the spot.
It did not matter if the person died or not, the important thing was not to be banned because of the bloody violence.
"This smell."
The bull-headed monster sniffed and frowned in deep thought. His animal face appeared to be in deep thought, and the uncanny valley effect appeared in the hearts of the viewers.
After thinking for a few seconds, the bull-headed monster stomped his feet in realization.
"Huff!"
A pair of large nostrils exhaled white hot air. Even though they were four to five meters apart, Isin of the Earth Kingdom still screamed miserably when he came into contact with the steam.
"Hot, hot, hot!" Isin of the Earth Kingdom screamed in agony. He hugged his burning arm and rolled on the ground.
"He … is the descendant of Abe no Seimei!"
"The smell of this blood can't be wrong. It's him!"
The minotaur let out a strange cry that was filled with boundless rage.
The words "descendant of Abe no Seimei" ignited all the demons. Countless demons widened their eyes and bared their teeth.
Quite a number of monsters sniffed as well. Then, they revealed terrifying smiles. "That's right. Even if a thousand years have passed, I will never forget this damned smell!"
"I'm going to eat him!"
"Damn that Abe no Seimei, I'm going to tear his descendant apart bit by bit and stuff them into my mouth!"
"Give me some of your heart!"
Isin of the Earth Kingdom smiled foolishly. Only his crotch could give him some warmth in the cold.