On November 7, midnight has arrived.

In the dense forest outside Kyoto, fog gradually rose, and the surroundings were silent. The sound of people stepping on fallen leaves and snow piles creaking, adding to the strangeness.

There were three people in this group, one man was the leader, and two followed him.

When the dim moonlight became more and more sparse, a man following him finally spoke.

"Shopkeeper, the fog is getting heavier and heavier. Maybe what we are looking for is in this forest."

The man was dressed casually and dressed in sports and casual clothes. He was not old, but there was a sense of sophistication and maturity between his eyebrows.

Another follower nodded and walked forward, came to the person in charge, and whispered:

"We have been trapped in this forest for more than four hours. I believe that what should be coming is coming. Are we safe and avoiding the edge..."

This man looks older, he is around thirty years old, wearing a pair of glasses, and is gentle.

When the man in the lead heard this, his slender eyebrows frowned slightly, and he glanced at him in displeasure.

The gentle man seemed to be extremely afraid of this person, and immediately stunned and shrank back half a step.

The man, known as the store manager, slowly withdrew his gaze, looked straight and looked at the thick fog in front of him without looking sideways, but also stopped.

He was about 1.8 meters tall and symmetrical. He stood there without feeling, but as sharp as a sharp sword.

The cold face was extremely outstanding, but he couldn't see through his age at first glance. At first glance, he was only twenty-five or six, but his temperament was quite calm and confident.

She was also dressed in a weird way, wearing a dark gray Zhongshan outfit without any dust, and her hands were held behind her with black gloves.

He did not move, and the two men behind him dared not move. After a long time, a crow crow came from not far away, followed by a noise.

A crow, all over the body, waved his wings and shuttled through the thick fog, standing on the man's calm shoulders with great humanity.

The black crow touched the man's ear and whispered a few times. Then the face that was as deep as water changed slightly, as if he had waited for the answer he wanted.

"What we are looking for is right ahead, and they are coming."

The man's voice is hoarse and casual, and it makes people feel uncomfortable, but he can feel the indifference brought by the person's bones.

As soon as these words came out, the thick fog around had completely enveloped the three of them without realizing it.

This is by no means a good sign, especially for these three people who have experienced many battles and are accustomed to life and death.

The casual man frowned and tense, and immediately put his attention on every suspicious corner beside him, and his right hand was ready at any time.

The gentle man couldn't help but sigh in his heart, slowly took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and placed them steadily in the box to deal with the upcoming crisis.

Only the store manager, but he remained motionless and looked straight ahead.

It seems to be arrogant, but it actually represents a strong sense of self-confidence.

The fog in front gradually became a little confused, as if something had appeared in a position that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye...

No! It's a lot of things!

Living people heard the sound of the soil being lifted, and then all the birds in the forest flew away, and the leaves were rustling by the cold wind for no reason.

The movement was so great that the gentle man twitched his eyelids. He knew that the things that were about to come were afraid that there were many.

"Shopkeeper, I'm afraid it's a difficult tide!"

These three men with special identities can see what the upcoming crisis is before they meet. Perhaps they are accustomed to being through ghost tides.

Quiet is the only sound in the forest.

All the movement was lost at this moment, but the silent one was the only noise.

The first ghost came. It was not the common image of ghosts that Ji Li and others, but more like a twisted sapling, about half a child of all sizes, and walked step by step towards the living person with two branches.

"Mu Mei!" The casual man in the costume is very knowledgeable and can see the identity of the ghost at a glance. A bad guess revived in his heart.

Sure enough, the appearance of the second ghost almost confirmed his conjecture!

The second ghost was unable to see clearly. He was tall and had a Japanese general's armor, a samurai sword at his waist, and was wearing traditional Japanese high-footed clogs, but his tall red nose betrayed its identity.

"Tengou...we're bumping into..."

Immediately afterwards, the subsequent ghosts also burst out of fog at the same time, revealing their true bodies.

Mountain boy, Qiao Ji, Gao Girl, Dead, Fennie Mole Cricket, Tu Buddha, Red Tongue, Water Tiger, Yin Moro Ghost, Qing Girl's Room...

The vast momentum, the different images, and the dense quantity of the number simply disperses the thick fog in the forest, covering the sky and the earth, and the eyes are full of ugly demons and ghosts!

"It's indeed... a hundred ghosts walk at night!"

The gentle man had already tore off his disguise at this moment. His previous gentle appearance completely collapsed when facing the hundreds of ghosts walking at night, and the blue veins on his face stormed.

The three people almost became the road blocking stones for the hundreds of ghosts walking at night. They could not escape again if they wanted to escape. At the speed of these ghosts, they would bump into them in less than five seconds!

The ghost tide faced this time turned out to be the famous ghost night walk of hundreds of ghosts. Perhaps this was beyond everyone's expectations.

The casual and gentle man did not escape from control at this critical moment, but instead sat cross-legged in place at the same time.

The two closed their eyes tightly to resist the ghostly sounds around them, to resist the disturbances of their minds with all their bodies and minds, and at the same time use their own means to deal with long-range attacks.

Among the three, only one standing living person and a black crow were left.

The man looked at the Tengu getting closer and closer, paid attention to the sheath of the samurai sword for a moment, and then a sneer appeared on his cold face.

"It would be fine if it was a real Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk. Just a mere projection, killing me is not qualified."

This sentence was very loud and exhaled like ice, which made the two sitting cross-legged in their hearts tremble.

Perhaps among the ten branches in Tianhai, only the first branch... is qualified to speak like this!

Although this situation is already an extremely rare ghost tide and a fierce night walk for hundreds of ghosts, it is really not too difficult for this man to solve it.

The man took back his hands, gently took off the gloves from his right hand, and put them back in his pocket, turning his eyes to Tengu, who was only two steps away from him.

A square box the size of a palm was taken out of his arms, with black and blood-red patterns on it, which was simple and dark.

The box was opened, and a golden seal was exposed to the air, and the sky was suddenly spinning, and the thick fog was immediately washed away at this moment!

Tengu's sword drawing action was hanging in the air, but he never dared to make progress again, and he just stood still.

The man's hair was shattered by the sword wind, but his black gem-like eyes were as usual, his clothes were not messy, and he opened his lips slightly and said only five words.
Chapter completed!