My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 93

The night was gloomy, and the road with street lights passed by like a golden belt.

In front of the Sendagaya Tunnel, members of the Self-Defense Forces armed with guns lined up and kept moving forward.In the distant night, some people gradually appeared and came to encircle them.

Risa Niijima in a black combat uniform stood at the entrance of the tunnel, her figure was like a beautiful silhouette against a black background.Next to her was a team of 40 fully armed members of the Nine Divisions.

And there are two roads in front of her, one leads to the inside of the tunnel, and the other leads to the Xianshouyuan above the tunnel.

There are two paths, one is a dead end, and the other is uncertain.

So, will Xia Xilin die tonight?

No one knows until the end.

It was raining heavily, and all the lights were turned on, shining brightly, the lights of the car coming from behind were turned on, and the flower beds and trees on the roadside were verdant.

Under the bright headlights, the water droplets that were swirling reflected light, Xia Xilin got out of the back seat of the car and stood beside her.

"Long time no see." Risa Niijima greeted lightly.

Xia Xilin didn't answer, but just nodded.

Risa Niijima glanced expressionlessly at the miko's hands, which were tightly wrapped in bandages, and said, "I will arrange a team of ten to assist you, and I hope you can bring them back safely."

"Thank you, Captain Niijima." Xia Xilin responded and walked into the tunnel.

The ten-member team led by Takao Ishikawa stood out in awe and followed closely behind.

There were 30 people left in the queue, and Niijima stood among them, staring at Xia Xilin's retreating back with extremely complicated eyes.

If possible, she hoped never to have to see her again.

But the sense of responsibility as a member of the Ninth Division reminded her that if she could come back safely tonight, it would be the best result.

"Xiao Zhen."

The sister's words rang in his ears, and Niijima hurriedly came to his senses.

"Yes, Captain Niijima."

"I will take ten people to Xianshouyuan, and the rest will be led by you, and cooperate with the members of the Self-Defense Forces to be responsible for the surrounding security work."

"Huh? Sister, I want to be with you."

"During the mission, please ask Captain Niijima to execute the order."

The voice was so harsh that it was a bit unreasonable. Even though Niijima felt aggrieved, he could only grit his teeth and answer loudly: "Got it!"

Risa Niijima looked up at Senjuin above the tunnel. It was connected to the road on one side and the darker woods on the side. The tall buildings behind seemed to disappear into the sky, and most of the field of vision was covered by black walls. Occupied, the lights of a few windows are sporadically lit on the wall, and the red aviation warning lights flashing like breathing are higher up.

The small temple is like an isolated island on the sea, floating in the dark and bright city.

The rain was getting stronger and stronger, and it was a little painful to hit the face, and it was difficult to open the eyes.

The most uncomfortable thing is the combat uniform on his body. After getting wet, he can't breathe. The shoes under his feet are also the same. Every time he lifts his feet, it takes twice as much effort.

When Niijima Risa knocked on the door, she looked back at the ten burly members of Section Nine behind her, especially when she saw the heavy equipment they were carrying, she suddenly felt that she hated her slender body even more.

In the night rain, some dilapidated wooden doors of Xianshouyuan were opened, and a man in his 50s poked his head out from inside.

The monks in Senjuin were temporarily dismissed a few days ago, and Tokugawa Shinto is the only monk who stayed here.

"Master Tokugawa, excuse me." Niijima Risa said politely, and then said: "Please take us to the cemetery, we need to detect the entire cemetery."

Tokugawa Shinto turned cold, and asked, "Do you have a search warrant?"

Risa Niijima shook her head.

Without saying a word, Tokugawa Shinto pulled the door and was about to close it.

In the next second, the black muzzle of the gun was directly on his head.

Shinto Tokugawa bent down respectfully, turned around and made an invitation gesture: "Captain Niijima, please come in."

Risa Niijima walked through the temple courtyard and led ten people straight to the cemetery behind the temple.

……

Below the cemetery, in the dark and cold tunnel, a girl wearing a red and white priestess costume walked through it, followed by members of the nine divisions who were ten meters away in full armor.

The street lamps installed on the wall have failed, and there is a cold and muddy atmosphere inside the dark tunnel.

No matter looking forward or backward, there is only boundless darkness that makes people desperate.

Ishikawa Takao turned on Erdoli's communicator and tried to contact the outside world.

"...Shusha...I'm...do you hear me?"

The only thing coming from the channel is the sound of messy electricity.

The magnetic field fluctuates so strongly that it completely interferes with the transmission of the signal.

Ishikawa Takao looked around, and with the light of the headlights, he could see the top of the tunnel to the inner walls on both sides, all of which were uneven, made up of slightly squirming dark red flesh.

"Tick, tick..."

From time to time, dark red sticky drops of blood dripped from the top of the tunnel.

These should be the masterpieces of the resentful spirits buried in Xianshouyuan.

Ishikawa Takao imagined the bones on his head, and suddenly felt a little cold.

The space in front of Xia Xilin was suddenly rippling like the surface of a lake thrown into stones, and then the witch disappeared.

"The whole group follows up!" Before he had time to think, Ishikawa Takao made a gesture to move on, and ten people followed suit and jumped into the chaotic space.

What was reflected in front of my eyes was a forest shrouded in thick fog, and the dark wind wrapped in a fishy smell kept blowing from the forest.

Except for the whistling of the wind, everything was quiet.

Xia Xilin smelled the stench at the end of his nose, and his expression was solemn.

There should be many living creatures in the ordinary wilderness. Toads in the water, mousebirds in the forest, grasshoppers in the grass, these animals that could make noises, have all disappeared at this moment.

Xia Xilin could conclude that the smell he smelled now was evil spirit.

And it was rich like she had never felt before.

Walking forward quickly, the waist seemed to suddenly touch a small but tough silk thread, and an elastic force suddenly returned.

She quickly twisted her body and backed away, only to find that the white clothes had been corroded to black.

This thread is poisonous!
A faint blue light flashed in her eyes, she brightened her eyes and looked around carefully, only to find that the silk thread in front of her was gossip-shaped, like a huge spider web.

The woods on both sides are also densely covered with this kind of black silk thread. There are several human skeletons hanging upside down on the treetops. Judging from the claw marks on the corpses, it seems that they have been eaten by animals with sharp claws.

Ishikawa Takao came behind her and made a gesture of welcoming the enemy.

The remaining members of the nine divisions raised their weapons one after another, posing as ready to fight.

In front of the line of sight, several spider demons hung down from the dark canopy, and dense green light spots lit up in the darkness.

Those are the eyes of the spider demon, and it makes people feel dense phobia.

"Miss Xia Xi, please be sure to preserve your strength at this stage." Ishikawa Takao said respectfully, and turned to face the spider demon in front of him.

With a wave of his hand: "Fire!"

Automatic rifles, machine guns, bazookas, grenade launchers and other weapons exploded instantly, and the sound of gunfire boiled.

The rocket flew out with sparks, and exploded into a blazing fireball in the air.

Violent explosions continued to sound, and hot air waves swept across the surrounding flowers and plants, quickly drying the original attached moisture, and then ignited the flames.

Facing the smell of gunpowder, Xia Xilin took off the wooden bow as usual, waiting for the time to kill with one blow.

(End of this chapter)