Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 114 The Overlord's Weapon
Nishino Qiuhui has been secretly observing Kirin Temple Mirror and Bailong, and has not practiced seriously.

She wanted to see how Bai Shifan handled this incident.

Is it in line with the conjecture in my heart.

Qilin Sijing returned to her side with a smile, like a little girl who was rewarded by an adult.

There is indescribable satisfaction on the surface, and even a little pride.

"Senior Qilin Temple, what did Master Bai say?"

"Oh, Bai Shifan said it's okay, he doesn't care about the two spreading negative emotions behind the scenes."

When Kirin Temple mentioned this, the smile on his face gradually faded.

She still doesn't like the kind of students who spread negative emotions behind their backs and make others leave the Jingongliu guild hall.

"Sure enough, as I thought."

Nishino Qiuhui murmured.

Qilin Sijing blinked and asked curiously, "Did you know this was the result?"

"This kind of thing can be known by the measure. With the standard of good and evil of ordinary people, it is an ordinary measure to measure whether to accept a person."

Nishino Qiuhui's expression didn't fluctuate much, and she said the facts in her heart in a cold voice, "Don't use ordinary people's standards of good and evil, but use your own preferences as the standard to measure whether to accept others is the weapon of overlord.

Bai Shifan first rejected me yesterday, but then changed his mind, which shows that he prefers the overlord's weapon. "

Kirin Sijing doesn't quite understand the ordinary implements and the overlord's implements, only that this otaku tends to be a bit of a middle schooler.

Otaku are good people.

A smile appeared on the mirror of Qilin Temple and said: "Bai Shifan is the strongest."

"Ah."

Nishino Qiuhui did not deny that she was willing to stay at Jingu Liu Guild Hall because of her reputation as the strongest martial artist on the surface.

That was a realm she could never reach.

So she longed to stay by the side of the strongest Martial Daoist, and through this way, touch the pulse of the world.

"Let's start practicing."

Qilin Sijing ended the topic, so as not to be reprimanded by Bai Shifan.

Nishino Qiuhui nodded, put aside distracting thoughts, and practiced the basic moves of Tianliu.

Different from other Budokan's moves, Tianliu's basic moves can always make Nishino Qiuhui forget the time unconsciously.

When she came back to her senses, her muscles were sore and she needed to apply essential oil to relieve it.

"Kaiseiyuan, Huey, come here."

Bailong's shout came from the gate of the guild hall.

Nishino Qiuhui glanced subconsciously, and a flash of curiosity flashed in her heart, what's the matter with them?

Shasheng Yuanhuang walked out of the training ground a few steps, and said respectfully: "Bai Shifan, do you have a new commission?"

"This time it is the review of the demon shop issued by the main office of the shrine."

Standing outside the steps of the porch, Bailong explained to the two of them: "It is reasonable to say that the review of the demon shop is at the beginning of each month, but there was a little accident yesterday.

A secondary review is required. "

Shasheng Yuanhuang understood what the accident was, and said in a low voice: "It must have something to do with Qianjia Gongsi. She slashed and killed 130 five monsters live on Youtube, causing quite a stir on the Internet."

Bailong nodded and said: "I don't know if she has deterred the Longmenlou, but the monsters in the monster shop are probably scared enough, our task is to appease those monsters.

Destroy self-defeating monsters. "

Shashengyuan Huang asked curiously: "Why did the palace secretary of the Qian family use such cruel means to kill monsters?"

If you solve it secretly, you don't need to worry about riots among the youkai.

And the other party didn't do that.

He believes that behind this anti-intellectual operation, there are shady interests driving it.

"The main hall of the shrine will hold an election for the priest at the beginning of next month. Qianjia Maki is one of the candidates. She probably wants to use her tough attitude towards Longmenlou to attract others to vote for her."

Bai Long simply answered his question, and then turned to business: "There are [-] demon shops in total, and we will split up to complete this commission.

I sent the address of the action to your mobile phone, by the way, Huey, have you registered with LINE? "

Quack, with blue veins protruding from the face, Huey said in a thick voice, "I never use a mobile phone."

The lingering sound echoed in the hall.

Bailong frowned and said, "You are in the same group as Shashengyuan, and I will post the location of the demon shop to your LINE account.

When the commission is completed, Huey, you can buy me a mobile phone.

It's inconvenient to contact without a mobile phone these days. "

"Ah."

Huey said in a thick high voice that he had no objection.

……

Adachi District, Taoyuan.

The name of the store is very literary, and the decoration style is clear at a glance.

During the day, when men pass by the door of the store, they will quicken their pace to avoid being associated with this store in the eyes of outsiders.

A drizzle began to drizzle on the street.

The shop door was not locked.

The nature of the demon shop is destined that they will not let go of any customer, and they are open almost 24 hours a day.

The Kappa who looks like Uncle Mediterranean is sitting at the front desk, watching the video of yesterday's bloody live broadcast on Youtube.

Different from the uncensored live broadcast, those who create the second time are required to code and not show bloody scenes.

The full screen of mosaics and the occasional exposure of blood made the kappa feel a deep sense of anxiety, which was quickly replaced by luck. Fortunately, he is not the kind of monster who goes against the wishes of human beings.

Hey, the monsters in Longmen Tower really can't think about it, listen to human beings, peaceful coexistence is not enough, they have to resist.

jingle.

The door was pushed open, Kappa paused the video, looked up and said with a smile: "Welcome, this is..."

After a pause, the Kappa's eyes showed a trace of suspicion, the man in front of him was not dressed like a guest who came to seek pleasure.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, with a raised collar covering his face, sunglasses, and a bowler hat, like a secret agent on a secret mission.

"The main hall of the shrine has requested a review of the monster shop. Are all the monsters in Taoyuan in the shop?"

"Well, everyone is sleeping, wait a moment, I'll wake them up right away."

The kappa wanted to leave the front desk and called the monsters to come down and gather for the review from above.

Yamada Ichiro raised his hand and said, "Don't bother, you're going to die anyway."

The Kappa paused, turned his head in astonishment and said, "You, what do you mean by that?
We in Taoyuan have always operated the demon shop honestly and dutifully, and have never done anything beyond the rules! "

"It has nothing to do with whether you make mistakes or not. If the people above want you to die, you will die."

Yamada Ichiro took off his sunglasses, his pupils were scarlet, and he said with a smirk, "I only blame you for being too honest, you dare not make any trouble, are you worthy of being monsters?"

"You are not from the main hall of the shrine!"

The Kappa exclaimed, just as he was about to fight in his original form, his scalp suddenly felt itchy.

Obviously there is not a single hair on the top of the head, but it is still as if I haven't washed my hair for half a month in summer, it's so itchy that I just want to scratch it.

The kappa subconsciously stretched out his hand and scratched, his five fingers were full of flesh and blood, and the scalp was scratched, but the comfort emerging from his body was so strong that it drove him to continue scratching.

"Bastard, what did you do?"

The kappa growled lowly, his body showed its original shape, and the monster power surged through the meridians in his body.

He barely controlled the urge to scratch his head, and was shocked to find that maggot-white pustules bulged out of his frog-green hands, as big as ping-pong balls.

Pfft, with a crisp sound, an eyeball drilled out from the pus-filled bag, with countless hairy feet growing on the edge.

"Ah!"

The kappa let out a tragic cry, and a similar sound came from the room in the Taoyuan store.

The monsters were woken up one after another.

The murmur of the great existence echoed in Yamada Ichiro's ear, the voice was so beautiful, it seemed to make every cell in his body dance.

The screams of the monsters are the symphony of fate of the accompanying dancers, which is beautiful and beautiful.

dance~
Yamada Ichiro suppressed the urge to really dance, and once he danced, he couldn't stop unless he was wiped out until there was no meat left.

This is the side effect of his use of the holy relic.

Ichiro Yamada took a few deep breaths, ignoring the temptation to listen to the whispers of the great being.

He strode towards the Nightmare Blade outside the door.

It was a dagger full of gothic style, with luxury hidden in the dark color, combining two different factors of low-key and gorgeous, as exquisite as a natural creation.

Yamada Ichiro stopped, bent down and drew his dagger.

Shadows are cast on the ground from above.

A pair of ordinary mille-soled cloth shoes appeared in front of his eyes, and his scarlet pupils shrank suddenly.

Yamada Ichiro quickly inserted the dagger back to the ground.

The imaginary attack was long overdue.

It's just that the ups and downs of his emotions caused the whispers of the great existence to spread in his mind, like a dozen bees pouring out of a hive.

The flesh and blood under the skin instantly wanted to get rid of the shackles of the human form, and he was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat, and his body took several steps back.

Yamada Ichiro pressed his hands to the side of his face, as if he could hold down the rampant flesh and blood with this posture.

"Ha ha."

Panting heavily, Yamada Ichiro finally adjusted his mentality, and his whispering voice weakened slightly.

He was very fortunate that the Nightmare Blade was considered a milder type among the holy relics.

For other holy relics of the seventh sequence, at that moment just now, he couldn't control the rampage of flesh and blood at all, and turned into a monster that could only dance non-stop.

"You look fine, let's do it."

A calm tone came from the opposite side.

Ichiro Yamada looked up, and the man in front of him was wearing a white sleeveless kung fu shirt with a black dragon pattern on the heart, and a pair of black kung fu pants.

Does this look familiar?

Yamada Ichiro thought for a while, and remembered who the man was.

The world's number one martial arts champion, Bailong.

"Hehe, the strongest martial artist on the surface? After all, he is a martial artist, how can he resist the great power of the holy relic! Let me hear your scream!"

Yamada Ichiro stared at Bailong's body with scarlet eyes.

The Nightmare Blade only needs to be inserted into the ground to form a dream space controlled by the user.

The maximum range radius is 500 meters.

And in this dream space, he only needs to stare at an enemy, and then imagine a terrifying picture in his mind.

Except for him, all creatures in the dream space will become imaginary, and die in wailing and despair.

He imagined pustules bulging and bursting from the white dragon's cheeks, the multi-legged worms in the eyeballs rushed out, the pupils split open, revealing teeth, biting the white dragon's thick neck.

The picture imagined above did not appear.

"?" Yamada Ichiro almost wrote a big question mark on his face, and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you alright?"

"Hey, did you attack?"

Bailong was a little surprised, and then realized that the opponent's attack should be directly aimed at his body.

It's a pity that the huge spiritual power circulating in the small universe is enough to repel the interference of all external forces.

With only Yamada's strength, he couldn't even stir up a little wave.

So faint that he ignored it.

"Bastard!" Yamada Ichiro growled.

Whispering roared in his ears, tyranny and anger flooded Yamada Ichiro's rationality like a burst flood.

Let him choose to use the ultimate move of Nightmare Blade, "I am Nightmare!"

Roaring, he tore off his shirt with both hands, imagining himself turning into a monster.

A huge shadow sprang out from the flesh and blood body, smashing through the three-story Taoyuan, scarlet eyes gathered on the dark body surface, all staring at Bailong's body.

Delusion twisted his body with imagination.

And all of this didn't have the slightest effect.

"Impossible! It is impossible for someone to resist the power of the holy relic! Twist me! Twist!"

Yamada Ichiro let out a desperate and maddened roar, completely losing his mind.

Bailong glanced at the dagger stuck outside the door, is there any side effect of using this?

It looks the same as the sealed item Robert said.

"Twist me!"

"Shut up." Bai Long punched out, and the annoying noise disappeared.

The huge shadow three stories high was wiped out, not even a single piece of flesh was left.

A Nightmare Blade that loses its wielder bounces off the ground.

The dream space was shattered, and the destroyed Taoyuan Customs Store was restored to its original state.

The dead monster did not come back to life.

Bailong grabbed the Nightmare Blade and looked at it curiously. There was an aura different from spiritual tools lodged in it. Will there be any reaction when it is crushed?

Holding it with one hand, the dagger was crushed into pieces, like gravel in the wind, drifting away from the palm little by little.

There is no reaction around.

He clapped his hands, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and sent a message to Paidan, "The monster in Taoyuan Customs Store was wiped out by a man in a windbreaker using a holy relic."

I send it by hand one point.

Bailong turned around and walked to the next demon shop, continuing the review task.

……

The dispatcher is often a staff member of the Gym Association, responsible for serving as a bridge between the Yusanjia and the idle transcendent.

No handling fee or deduction of commission fee will be charged.

The only task of the gymnasium association is to be a soft persimmon to avoid unpleasant exchanges between the two parties due to entrustment.

The problem reported by Bailong was sent to a single person to report to the people in the main hall of the shrine, and then submitted it again to the case of the priest Konoe Taka.

This was not the first news he had received about the destruction of the demon store, but it was the only report of a holy relic.

Konoe Taka watched the report from Adachi Ward, looked at Hakuryu's name, and felt a sense of security in his heart.

Jingu-ryu is definitely the most reliable outsourced martial arts gym.

I really hope that each one... well, one is enough, if there are too many, the main hall of the shrine will be useless.

Konoe Taka retracted his divergent thoughts, stared at the report of the case, and fell into deep thought. The destruction of the demon shop was obviously related to Qianjia Maki's behavior.

Someone wants to encourage the monsters in the monster shop to make trouble?
In other words, it was Qianjia Maki and others who did it.

"Hey." Konoe Taka sighed, and he caused such a mess when he was about to retire, "Come on."

"Yes."

The bodyguard of the priest appeared in the hall, kneeling on one knee, dressed in pure white and flawless clothing.

Half of his face was covered under a white cloth.

"Call Senjia Maki to come and see me."

Konoe Taka wants to ask that person face to face what he thinks.

"Yes." The guard replied in a deep voice, using Yu steps, and disappeared from here at high speed.

Without keeping the guardian eagle waiting for too long, the door was blown open by a hurricane-like Reiatsu, and a tall figure stepped into the hall.

The visitor had fluffy waist-length black hair, a melon-seeded face, willow eyebrows and almond eyes, a short white vest wrapped around his chest, showing the outline of a full moon, and a vest line faintly visible on his small waist.

Below are short jeans without matching stockings, or rather, she doesn't like stockings, and the white socks wrapping her ankles can be seen on the sneakers.

Qianjia Maki stopped in front of the hanging bamboo curtain, her sharp eyes seemed to be able to pierce the back.

Jin Weiying waved his hand, rolled up the bamboo curtain, and said with a smile, "Qianjia, we haven't seen each other for a while."

"It's free for greetings. What's the matter with you?"

Qianjia Maki looked down condescendingly, with a domineering look on his brows.

From before, this guy has looked down on his strength and character.

Konoe Taka got used to it, he didn't get angry, and said slowly: "According to the reports received so far, the monsters in six monster shops in Tokyo have been slaughtered.

What is your opinion on this matter? "

The seemingly questioning tone couldn't hide the suspicion, Konoe Taka watched Senke Maki's reaction, trying to see her true meaning.

"Jinwei, you might as well make your words clearer. I suspect that I sent someone to kill them."

Qianjia Maki sneered, and said in a conceited tone: "If I really want to do it, there will definitely be more than these few."

Jin Weiying thought about it, and it did make sense.

He understands Qianjia's character, he behaves domineeringly towards people, not to mention monsters, he is like a brat carrying a hot water bottle into an ant's nest.

It can't be described as indifferent, it's completely a game of hunting monsters.

"I'm sorry, but this incident was indeed caused by you using cruel means, allowing the Orthodox Sect to take the opportunity to attack the demon shop."

"I will not take the blame for the Orthodox Sect!

Now, instead of believing that those monsters are honest, it is better to kill them all, so as not to endanger social stability. "

Chika Maki replied disapprovingly.

Jinwei Ying shook his head and said: "No, doing this kind of thing will affect our reputation, and we will fall into the enemy's trap, triggering an all-out war with monsters."

"Indecisiveness leads to disaster."

Qianjia Maki doesn't believe that there is a good monster in the world, is the monster willing to be a shikigami inspired by human beings with love?
It's not that the extraordinary is strong enough.

Given a choice, those monsters would definitely like to ride on the heads of humans and show off their might.

Jin Weiying fell into thinking in his heart, emotionally, he was unwilling to do such a treacherous thing.

Rationality has to be considered again, can the monsters in the monster shop believe that this incident was not done by the main hall of the shrine, and continue to stay honestly at the resettlement point?

If they get the news and flee in all directions, the society may fall into turmoil.

The number of low-level monsters is huge, and it is really chaotic. I don't know how many people need to die to calm the turmoil.

"Master Ji, don't hesitate anymore, people who are not of my race will have different hearts."

Qianjia Maki didn't want to take the opportunity to instigate, but she knew that the enemy was using a conspiracy to make trouble by taking advantage of the distrust of humans and monsters.

In fact, she really doesn't believe that monsters can rationally distinguish right from wrong, and she tends to act first.

"As long as you give an order, you don't need to worry about monsters making trouble, Priestess Guard!"

　PS: For my sake, don’t keep it

　　
　
(End of this chapter)