Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 110 Bailong pretends not to know

Jinwei Ying sat cross-legged in the corridor, sipping hot morning tea, watching the garden scenery.

The sky was covered with lead clouds, and the hard-to-see drizzle made the pond ripple in circles.

The alarming deer made of bamboo and wood sounded, and a large group of carp hurriedly turned around in the pond.

The rain fell on the bamboo forest, making it a bit noisy, but his heart was very quiet, and he took a sip of hot tea slowly.

There were footsteps approaching behind him, Konoe Taka turned his head and said, "Thanks for your hard work, Miyo Watanabe."

"This is what I should do. The general rules and procedures for the election of priests are written on it. You can see if there is any part that needs to be modified."

Takeo Watanabe handed over the plan and stood there quietly.

Jin Weiying put down his teacup and inspected it carefully. This aspect must not be sloppy, it must be fair and just, so that no one can find fault.

After checking, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, there is nothing to change, and I will publish it to those who participated in the priest election."

Takeo Watanabe thought for a while, but he still couldn't hold back, and said, "Master Ji, if you cancel now, there is still time."

Seeing him at this time, Jin Weiying still said such words, with a helpless expression on his face, and muttered: "Can't you let me retreat with dignity."

After complaining a little, Konoe Taka began to seriously explain the reason for his retirement to Takeo Watanabe, "Neiji Watanabe, how do you think I dealt with the incident of the last psychic meeting?"

Takeo Watanabe said in a deep voice, "No problem."

"Then why didn't we play a role in that incident?"

Without giving Takeo Watanabe time to answer, Konoe Taka took the lead and said: "The fact is that my response was wrong, Fujinami Tahei's decision was more correct than mine.

The well-regulated way of doing things is only suitable for the peaceful and prosperous times, not for the coming troubled times. "

Takeo Watanabe said disapprovingly, "Master Ji, are you exaggerating?"

"Shuten-douji is hunting wantonly in Tokyo, and there are signs of alliance between Longmenlou and Zhengshen sect.

There was news from Yinyangliao that a strange space quake was found in the central area of ​​Tokyo, and no trace of the monster was found at the scene. "

Jinwei Ying said with a serious face: "It only took four short years for foreign players' alliances to grow to the scale they are today, causing troubles all over the world.

The strength of a very few players is not inferior to that of a transcendent in the ninth realm.

In another four or ten years, if the player alliance is not destroyed, the trend of strength and weakness will be reversed, and we may be the ones being besieged. "

Takeo Watanabe wanted to refute one by one. The previous points are easy to say, but the player alliance, the more he thought about it, the more terrifying the player's potential was.

If the player alliance continues to develop, there will be no room for extraordinary people to survive.

You know, he was trapped by his own aptitude, and he couldn't break through the eighth realm for hundreds of years.

It only takes four years for a player to grow from a mortal to a transcendent in the ninth realm, and the growth rate is too fast.

"Instead of changing generals just before the battle, it is better to replace with a capable priest in advance to lead everyone to meet the wave of the new era."

The guardian eagle can see the danger in the distant future, but it has no ability to solve it.

This is one of the reasons for retirement.

"Yes, I will do my best."

Takeo Watanabe bowed, no longer complaining in his heart.

Jinwei Ying smiled, slapped his forehead and said: "By the way, send an invitation letter for the election of the chief priest to Bailong, and give him the qualification to vote five times."

"Five votes?!"

Takeo Watanabe was very surprised by this decision. It is a private matter for him to respect the white dragon, and the election of the priest is a public matter. "It is not appropriate. Our rule is one person, one vote, and special guests are no exception."

Jinwei Ying picked up the tea and said slowly: "Some rules can be broken for the strong.

Jingu Yasuki, Jingu Mingtong, Jingu Chisa, Jingu-style teacher Fan Bailong, and Black Panther Huey.

Bailong's one vote represents the attitude of the Jingu style, and I think five votes are very reasonable. "

"Yes." Takeo Watanabe regretted that he did not continue to oppose Konoe Taka's opinion.

If this person is more confident, maybe he doesn't need to step down from the position of priest.

And Jin Weiying is very clear that what he lacks is not confidence, but the ability to withstand pressure.

The events of the Psionic Society made him realize his own limits, and he could not sleep at night when no one could see him.

I am shrouded in the anxiety of the survival of the world every day, and I have to think over and over again until I get a headache when making any decision, just like a man in his 40s who is forced to work overtime for two days overnight.

Sudden death anytime.

He didn't want to have that horrible experience again, he just wanted to pass through the priest election safely.

Be the lowest priest in the main hall of the shrine.

Occasionally, it is a beautiful thing to be the current priest in anger.

Konoe Taka imagined the relaxed days after retirement, with a comfortable smile on his face.

Ding, as soon as the phone screen on the coffee table lit up, he came back to his senses, looked at the news on the phone, and his smile froze immediately.

This news was sent by Akitomi Jingu. She didn't say who made the divination, but only said that she found an absolutely reliable fortune-teller, and figured out that Shuten-douji and his accomplices were going to launch a sneak attack at the ceremony for the election of the priest.

She wanted to ask where and when the election of priests would be held.

Jin Weiying looked at it with a frown.

It wasn't that he was worried about an accident in the election of the priest, he wished Shuten Doji and the others would confront the main hall of the shrine.

When the chief priest was elected, the combat power gathered by the Ise Shrine was completely sufficient to deal with Shuten-douji's attack.

Konoe Taka is afraid that he is going to make a fuss, just like last time, the psychic will draw his attention by destroying Tokyo, but in fact he is secretly playing tricks on Mount Fuji.

Prophecies can be deceived by deliberate actions.

He put the focus of defense on the election of the priest. It is a trivial matter to be busy in vain. If the enemy's conspiracy in other places succeeds, the problem will be troublesome.

Jin Weiying rubbed his temples, just when he was about to retire, something like this happened.

He has to be careful.

……

"Why didn't you reply after reading it?"

Jingong Mingtong typed the question, lowered his head and took a sip of iced cola to calm down his anger.

The message shows that it has been read for a while, but the other party has not responded. Does it take so long to type a few words?

"At the beginning of July, the priest election will be held at Ise Shrine. If the prediction is made, I will find a way to deal with it. Thank you for your notice."

"You're welcome."

Jingong Mingtong replied in seconds, saying everything that should be said, whether Konoe Taka believes it or not is not a matter of her control.

"He texted back."

Turning the phone to He Li who was eating a burger, Jingu Mingtong scratched his head with one hand and said, "The election of the chief priest will be next month. What should we do during this time?"

"Do nothing, wait for the election of the priest to act."

Heli swallowed the hamburger in her mouth, and said with a greasy mouth: "This is the convenience of prophecy.

Fail when I didn't say it. "

Jingong Mingtong glared at her, drank the ice cola suddenly, got up and said, "I'll go back to school first, don't tell Bailong about it."

"Don't worry, I have a door on my mouth."

Heli replied confidently, but she didn't say a word in her heart.

Her door is always open to White Dragon.

"Hmm." Jingong Mingtong's eyes were somewhat suspicious, but she still didn't question her and left McDonald's.

The war is coming, she needs to recharge her batteries, and the school classroom is a very good place to sleep.

……

The falling drizzle seems to be floating in the air, so passers-by don't need to open an umbrella.

Takeo Watanabe put his hands in the sleeves of his kimono, and his steps were strong and vigorous. His silver hair and wrinkles did not affect his vigorous spirit in the slightest.

Walking to the door of the Jingongliu Club, he stretched out his hand to open the door, and the shouts that were not too loud at first became louder immediately.

"Ha ha!"

Exhale and make a sound, dozens of students are practicing hard. From the clothes, it can be identified whether it is the newly recruited students yesterday or today.

Yesterday's students all wore white kung fu shirts and black kung fu pants, and the newly recruited students still wore their original clothes.

Or practice in pairs, or practice physical fitness alone.

Takeo Watanabe looked in the middle.

There is a calligraphy on the wall. On the white rice paper, there are black characters written on it. It is vigorous and powerful. When you look closely, you will feel a sense of insignificance in the face of the vast universe.

Under the word Tian is the cloak with the word strongest on the surface written on it, nailed to the wall.

Bailong sat in the grand teacher's chair against the wall, did not read a book, looked down at the message from Heli, and was thinking about how to answer it.

Sensing Takeo Watanabe's gaze, he raised his head and replied casually, "I see."

Exiting the chat interface, Bailong stood up and appeared in the entrance outside the practice field, and said with a smile: "Senior Watanabe, what do you want from me?"

Standing at the foot of the steps, Takeo Watanabe said respectfully, "Prince Konoe wants to retire, and the election of a new priest will be at the beginning of next month.

We would like to invite you to go to Ise Shrine as a special guest to vote in the election. Do you have time? "

"Okay, I will give Senior Watanabe's face."

Bai Long readily agreed, and maybe he had to think about whether he should join in the fun before. When he received the news from Heli, he didn't need to think about it, he had to go.

He doesn't believe in the so-called prophecy, but the prophecy involves the life and death of Mingtong, so it cannot be ignored.

"Yes, yes." The expression on Takeo Watanabe's face was extremely complicated, with a little panic mixed with excitement, just like a star-chaser boy in the [-]th century who heard that Akina Nakamori was going to sing birthday songs at his home to celebrate his birthday.

A dreamlike feeling enveloped Takeo Watanabe's heart. He never thought that his idol would give him face like this.

Takeo Watanabe suppressed his excited heart, bowed and said: "On behalf of Ise Shrine, congratulations on your arrival!"

"There's no need to be so polite. If it wasn't for the help of Senior Watanabe, I wouldn't be able to hold the No. [-] Martial Arts Association in the world."

Bai Long waved his hand, indicating that he can be more casual.

Takeo Watanabe didn't dare to be casual, he said in a deep voice: "That's what I should do, you can tell me what kind of competition Bai Jun wants to hold in the future.

I promise to convince Seyu to help. "

"Okay, let's go next door and have a cup of tea."

"No, I still have official duties, so I'll take my leave first."

Takeo Watanabe made a special trip because he respected Bailong and had to inform him face to face, not because he was free from work.

In fact, his work is very busy.

The election of the priest is related to the face of the shrine's main hall, and he must strictly control the affairs of the shrine to prevent anyone from coping with the work with a makeshift attitude.

"Okay, I'll treat you to tea next time when I'm free."

"Hi." Takeo Watanabe bowed, turned and left the Jingu Liu Hall, and closed the door.

Bailong took out his phone from his trouser pocket, lowered his head to unlock the screen, and looked at the message from Heli.

"What are you going to do?"

After pondering for a while, he typed and replied: "Pretend you don't know."

"Oh, you're crafty."

Holly responded quickly.

Bai Long smiled, he didn't hate the feeling of being guessed by the other party, he was even a little happy, "I never thought that the word cunning would come out of your mouth."

"Ha ha."

Holly smiled back.

Bai Long continued to chat with her for a while, then stopped the chat and returned to the chair to read a book.

……

05:30 in the afternoon.

Bailong stopped the psychological warfare simulation on time and fell from the sky to the ground.

Due to the increase in the number of people in the guild hall, the space on the training ground has become significantly smaller, which is not enough to support his battles.

The psychological warfare simulation can only be performed in the air.

Not much different from the ground.

He went to the shower to take a shower, washed off the sweat from his body, and thought in his head, if he exploded a few more times, he should be able to block Super Three's Monkey King.

It's time to think ahead about your next opponent in your mind-war simulation so that the transition can be seamless.

Turning off the nozzle, Bailong wiped the water off his body with a towel, changed into new clothes, stuffed the dirty clothes into a plastic bag, and went outside.

"Bai Shifan walk slowly." "Bai Shifan has worked hard."

The students in the training ground stopped one after another to say hello.

Bai Long frowned, and scolded: "I said, don't be distracted when you are practicing!"

"Yes!" The student who greeted him hurriedly stood up straight, secretly annoyed in his heart, he was dizzy in the previous martial arts gym.

Cultivate the habit of saying hello when you see Shifan, but forget that there is a set of etiquette in Jingu Liu Kaikan.

That is, when practicing, you must concentrate on it, and you must not be distracted and talk to anyone.

Even if the teacher is passing by, there is no need to stop without calling for a stop.

The students continue to practice.

Bai Long left the hall.

The rain outside stopped for a while, and it was no longer fresh after the rain. It was filled with annoying sultry heat, waiting for the next wave of rain to wash away.

"I am back."

Walking a few steps back to Jingu's house, Bailong yelled inside.

"Brother Long, welcome back."

Jingu Chisa responded immediately and turned off the fire.

When she was in charge of the spoon, Bailong could always eat hot meals as soon as he got home without having to wait.

Shovel the spicy chicken out of the pot and put it on the table.

She untied her white apron, went to the kitchen to wash her hands, and prepared to serve Long Ge and sister a meal.

Bai Long stepped into the living room.

Jingong Mingtong's expression was a little guilty, and he tentatively said: "Idiot Dragon, do you have anything to say to me?"

He looked at Ming Tong, nodded and said, "That's right, it's commendable for you to take the initiative to change into your school uniform and go to school."

"Idiot, I don't need your praise."

Jingong Mingtong refuted his words, and her mood became relaxed. It seems that Heli did not tell Bailong about the prophecy, saving her the trouble of explaining.

"I see you are itchy."

Bai Long said expressionlessly, he had no intention of stopping Mingtong with words.

This girl has a donkey temper, so she can only go along with it.

She wants to deal with Shuten Doji secretly, so let her go secretly.

"Hmph," Mingong Mingtong uttered a nasal sound, but did not continue to provoke.

A little surprise flashed in Jingong Qiansha's eyes, sister was actually cowardly?

No, according to my sister's personality, I must always say that no one is afraid of you.

It's another matter to fight, and you must not be cowardly in your heart.

This is a mantra that my sister often talks about.

Chisa Jingu thought about it.

According to past experience, nine times out of ten it is because my sister has a guilty conscience and consciously did something unreasonable, so she can't straighten her back.

She was about to ask, but when she received Bai Long's wink, she immediately swallowed the question back and replaced it with rice.

Jingong Qiansha believes in Brother Long unconditionally.

……

After dinner, Akihito Jingong stayed in the kitchen to wash the dishes. Whether she cleaned the dishes or not depended on the sound.

Spread the detergent evenly on the plate, then rinse it with water, and rub the plate hard, making a creaking sound, you can basically conclude that it is clean.

Just rinse with water.

Jingong Mingtong rolled up his sleeves and brushed, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then wiped off the surrounding water with a rag.

She walked out of the kitchen and called up: "Qiansha, open the entrance to the training ground."

"Yes."

Chisa Jingu's response came from upstairs.

A dark entrance appeared on the ground, and Jingong Mingtong jumped down without caring what her sister was talking with the idiot dragon.

Standing on the brown rocky ground, the top is a false blue sky and white clouds, and the big talisman hangs down in the sky of the training ground to maintain the stability of the underground training ground.

Jingong Mingtong's left palm's heart pattern lit up, and the flame blade appeared in her palm. She drew the knife out of its sheath and said, "Everything in the world returns to dust, flame blade!"

Turbulent flames erupted from the Xueliang blade, and the orange fire clothes instantly covered Jingu Mingtong's body, and even the blond hair became blazing.

Flames danced wildly between his brows.

"Ha!" Jingong Mingtong yelled sharply, spiritual power surged in his body, and he swung his knife forward to release a compressed burst of flames.

She wants to become stronger.

Powerful enough to change Qing Xingdeng's prophecy.

Jingong Mingtong knew in his heart that the possibility of Shuten-douji being born in January is not very high.

It's just that she doesn't want to wait any longer.

According to Shuten-douji's style, if he chooses to endure this time, he might be killed by someone before her.

Then she would not be able to avenge her mother with her own hands, leaving a regret in her heart forever.

Akitomi Jingu hates regrets.

Why does life have to have one or two regrets?
The girl couldn't understand, she just wanted to charge towards a life without regrets.

boom!The explosive flames exploded in the air, and the light purple eyes of Jingu Mingtong were illuminated by the flames, like stars in the sky.

It was as clear as a mirror, reflecting the man in front of him.

"Stupid dragon, why are you here?"

"I'm bored, I came here to beat you up, ah, no, it's to help you train."

Bai Long's face was full of leisure, he said something wrong on purpose, and put on an attitude that wanted to cover up.

"Bastard! Give it a try if you can!" Shen Gong Mingtong was furious, and only regarded beating you as his real purpose, with the help of explosive flames under his feet, he charged forward.

The raging flames condensed on the blade with a wave.

Bailong disappeared in front of her and appeared behind her, grabbing forward.

The blade's flame exploded violently and rolled backwards.

Bailong didn't dispel the flames, and took a step back.

Jingong Mingtong turned around, beamed with joy and said, "Haha, it's been tricked!"

Bailong said calmly, "That's right, but it's a pity that it was almost there. You didn't turn around in time to turn around with the power of the flames and expand the results of the battle."

"Hmph." Jingong Mingtong made a nasal sound of dissatisfaction, secretly remembering the words of the idiot dragon in his heart, and swung his knife forward again.

(End of this chapter)