Twenty-three forty.

The online class is over.

After learning to have fun, Shiraki Toshi walked back to the counter and handed back the door card and other items to Yuta Mitsui.

Then he walked out of the store and went to the alley where Yuta Mitsui was devastated.

It was almost midnight and there was no one on the street.

At this moment, Shiraki Mujun stood at one end of the alley and looked at it.

On both sides are two Japanese-style standard ordinary houses built in one household. It is already dark at this moment. I think the owner has turned off the lights and went to bed.

After all, this place is not a red light district. Most people are ordinary office workers, with their own regular life. They wake up, work, eat, and sleep every day...

And supernatural ghosts never enter their agenda.

They may never know that the place separated by a wall will be so strange that it makes people shudder at night.

The alley was pitch black, and it was only a few dozen meters long, but it was impossible to see at first sight. The street lights only shone at the entrance of the alley, and I didn't dare to shine inward one more minute.

Dark and cold.

It's like stepping into another world.

Shirakitsu walked in without hesitation.

"Ka, da, da..."

The deep alley is extremely quiet, and you can only hear the sound of the soles of your shoes falling on the cement road.

Bai Mujun counted silently.

The alley is only about 60 meters, and it can pass by at only about 80 steps at your own pace.

But when Shiraki Mujun counted to 100, the darkness in front of him was still in sight and there was no end.

Bai Mujun was not panicked, and he continued to walk down.

As we went deeper, the green walls on both sides gradually became charred, and there were dry dark red dents on the wall, as if you could hear the sharp scraping sound of your nails slashing across the wall.

The smell of fishy smell lingers around the tip of the nose, and the cement road under the feet becomes softer, as if it is struggling in a swamp.

When it was three hundred o'clock, a dull collision sound behind him seemed to be a late old friend, who arrived as promised.

"Ahhhhh!!!" A shrill shout passed by, heart-wrenching.

Shiraki Mujun turned his head.

Five or six meters behind him, a thin old man fell into the soil, and under his dirty shirt was dry and wrinkled skin.

The old man struggled to raise his head, and the dark and dry soil slid off his face. He removed a pair of broad bean-like eyes, and could hardly tell the difference between facial features and indescribable weirdness.

Rather than falling to the ground, it is more like climbing out of the ground.

At this moment, he stretched out his hand like a dead branch to Shirakitsu, his voice trembling.

"Help, help me..."

"My legs... can't move!"

Shiraki Jun walked quickly to get closer.

Looking at the terrifying old man below, he did not show any fear.

Instead, he bent down and said in an inquiring tone.

"How to save it?"

"Send me to the hospital..." The old man's expression was painful and twisted. He stretched out his hands and acted to hug Shiraki's neck.

The slender nails were covered with dirt and blood, as if they had been cut into something.

But Bai Mujun didn't care at all. He stretched out his hands, like a great loving god and Buddha, embracing the old man.

"Thanks......"

The old man's head was tilted on Bai Mujun's shoulder.

Although he said thank you, the old man's face turned to Bai Mujun's back and became more and more ferocious, and his tiny eyes lit up a faint green light, and a dark fire rose.

The flesh on the corner of his mouth was torn apart by a huge force, and blood fell on the crooked caries, aiming at Bai Mujun's neck.

It made strange laughs.

“It’s time to...be on the road!”

This made Bai Mujun stunned.

So impatient?

No more elimination process?

Although he was a little hasty, he could only nod and exclaim.

"Since you have decided, I will not try to keep it.

“Just get on the road quickly.”

He leaned on Bai Mujun's shoulder and was stunned by the death of the desolate who had already opened his huge mouth.

Nani?

Knock it up—

Before he could react to what had happened, his gaze suddenly rotated rapidly.

In an instant, the heaven and earth were inverted.

Its head has a close contact with the ground.

Shirakitsu let go and stood up.

This is an extremely authentic move that is over the waist and back.

From Shiraki Toshi half-squatted, lowered his waist, to exerting force and falling out, the whole process was completed in one go, full of beauty.

In addition, a little mana was released.

And the effect...

Behind Shiraki, his devastated head, shoulders and even half of his body were deeply trapped in the ground.

At this moment, it began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Within a few breaths, the devastated whole body turned into ashes and dissipated.

And with the despair disappearing—

The mud under my feet turned back to the concrete floor, and the scratches on the wall disappeared.

The strange thing faded away quickly, and Shiraki Mujun stood back in the alley.

However, across the alley, the street lights on the street became bright and visible.

Facing the bright wall, Shiraki Toshi bowed his head devoutly and recited the mantra of praying to the shrine.

Purify the resentment of the devastated spirit and send them to rebirth.

In this way, in the cycle of reincarnation, you will not be dragged down by resentment and will be able to become a good fetus.

Although this is written in the shrine scriptures, Shiraki Toshi didn't know whether it was true or false.

Anyway, after eliminating the pill, it will indeed seem more professional if you put a spell in front of your employer.

After reading it once, Shiraki Toshi closed his palm slightly, then turned around and returned to Yuta Mitsui's cafe.

Inform the removal has been completed.

Yuta Mitsui looked up at the watch behind the counter, and his mouth twitched.

It takes no more than twenty minutes from Shiraki Toshi leaving to returning.

Even if you go to the corner to go to the toilet, it will take almost this time.

White Wood Priest...

Too fast?

But Yuta Mitsui did not ask much about the details of the elimination.

Just now, his stiff shoulders were a lot easier, as if he had taken off his burden.

Knowing that this must be related to the abduction of Shiraki, his attitude towards Shiraki turned 180 degrees and became much more enthusiastic.

"Thank you for your hard work in the White Wood Priest!"

Yuta Mitsui took out the 10,000 yuan note that had been prepared from the counter and respectfully handed it to Shiraki Jun.

Bai Mujun was stunned and a little embarrassed.

According to the agreement, the reward for his expulsion this time was 8,000 yen.

"Mr. Mitsui, I didn't bring any change."
To be continued...