Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 123 Chaos

In the case of a full schedule, a few days passed by in a flash, and it came to the early morning of July.

Bailong's training plan has not changed, he still ends his morning exercise at seven o'clock on time, returns home for breakfast, "I'm back!"

The loud cry was answered eagerly.

"Welcome back, Brother Long."

The girl with long and straight black stepped forward in plush slippers, wearing an emerald green dress to set off the white and delicate skin, like the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain decorated with green leaves.

The light purple eyes blinked, and she whispered: "Today's breakfast was carefully prepared by my sister."

"It's really good news for the stomach to cheer up."

The expression on Bailong's face was obviously ironic, he took off his mille-soled cloth shoes and put on plush slippers.

Entering the living room, the breakfast on the table is quite rich, and its colors are even more varied.

The dual nutritional concept of fruit pairing with meals and the combination of various flavors have always led the fashion frontier in the dark cooking world.

"Why don't you keep cleaning?"

"Whispering, I'm sure you'll be full of praise this time."

The blond girl retorted loudly, she chose to make breakfast today, of course she had her intentions.

The election of priests begins at [-]:[-] am.

If the prophecy is correct, she will have a duel with Shuten-douji, and defeating an SS-rank monster with her own strength should be a sure thing.

However, the predicted outcome will always linger in the mind.

If encountering Shuten-douji is an effective prophecy, what about the future?
Can she tear apart the prophesied destiny?

This is a difficult question to answer.

Jingong Mingtong can only say that he will never back down.

The most important thing in the cultivation of extraordinary people is to stick to one's heart.

When you don't want to retreat, because of external force, you make your heart give in. The decision to retreat is tantamount to locking your own way to the top.

Unless it is the kind of person who retreats whenever he wants, he can have a clear mind and will not affect his own path.

But Jingong Mingtong is not such a flexible personality, and her life creed has never been to live in peace and live for a long time.

But 1 years is too long to seize the day and night.

For her mother and her own way, she will hold the flame blade, rush to the battlefield where life and death are unknown, and burn herself with all her strength.

Everything is to practice the way of not leaving regrets.

Therefore, before the decisive battle begins, she wants to do some things that she failed to do well.

For example, let the stupid dragon understand how delicious his cooking is.

She deliberately prepared a table full of dishes to ensure that the idiot dragon had nothing to say.

"It is said that this is impossible, unless you follow the recipe and make a normal meal."

Bailong complained about her thoughts, picked up fried eggplant with chili mixed with dragon fruit flesh with chopsticks, and swallowed it in one bite.

Showing a broken expression.

It's been a while since I ate Mingtong's food, and I tasted it out of the blue, it would have a greater impact on my stomach.

"It's unpalatable." "This one too." "Super unpalatable!!"

After tasting all the dishes on the table, Bailong's evaluation hovered between unpalatable and super unpalatable.

This standard is still judged by Mingtong's cooking, not the usual unpalatable standard.

Pa, Jingong Mingtong cut off the chopsticks with his hand, and blue veins appeared faintly on his forehead, just when Bailong thought she was about to erupt, he let out a long mouthful of air from the small cherry mouth.

There was a little pity in the big almond eyes, "Stupid dragon, you really don't have anything to do with food."

The voice is soft, like the spring breeze blowing over the branches of cherry blossoms.

Bai Long was a little surprised and said, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, Qiansha, you should eat more."

Jingu Mingtong picked up vegetables for her sister.

"Hi." Qiansha smiled slightly, picked up the durian chicken thigh, and ate this dish that ordinary people couldn't swallow with a smile.

As long as there is love, even if it is a piece of shit from the other party, you can eat it happily.

If you can't eat it, it proves that you don't love each other at all.

And Jingu Chisa likes her sister very much, and she will not refuse the dark dishes made by her sister.

……

After breakfast, Jingong Mingtong left the task of washing the dishes to her younger sister, and left home in a hurry under the pretext of going out to play.

Bailong confirmed that this person walked away, touched his chin and said, "Qiansha, can you tell me if Tong will leave a suicide note in advance?"

While washing the bowls and chopsticks, Shen Gongqian said coquettishly: "Brother Long, don't do this~
If my sister finds out, she will be very angry afterwards. "

This is an indirect acknowledgment that there will be a legacy of letters.

She knew her sister's character, and there was definitely a pre-written letter hidden somewhere in the bedroom.

If you don't come back, that letter will play a role, and if you come back, that letter can be torn up secretly.

"I just want her to die," Bai Long thought about the expression on Ming Tong's face when he read the letter publicly, it was definitely very interesting.

He turned and left the living room and ran to the bedroom on the second floor.

Jingu Chisa smiled wryly, and apologized softly to her sister in her heart.

He suddenly realized that his father and Brother Long might be mentioned in the letter, hoping it was a good one.

What could it be?

She was also a little curious about the contents of the letter.

Bailong opened Qiansha's bedroom door, the inside was tidy, everything was neatly arranged, there was no trace of mess.

He stepped forward and opened the sliding door on the side.

Ming Tong's kennel clearly appeared in front of his eyes.

Half of the blanket fell to the ground, half of the bed sheet fell to the ground, and the pillow was crooked, which made people imagine how heroic the owner's sleeping posture was.

The desk is in a mess.

Mingtong has a habit of never putting the things he picks up back in their original places, and putting them wherever he wants, so that snacks and comic books can be seen everywhere in the house.

The only thing worthy of praise is that she still organized the girl's underwear without throwing them around.

Bai Long thought about it, where is the suicide note hidden?

With Mingtong's IQ, it is obviously impossible to hide it tightly, the most likely place is under the pillow.

He picked up the soft pillow with a letter underneath.

This is too easy to guess.

Bai Long shook his head, picked it up, and took it apart for a look.

"Qiansha, when you read this letter, I'm no longer here.

I am sorry.

I've always wanted to say this to you and my dad, but I never had the courage to say it. If I hadn't dragged you down, my mom wouldn't have died at the hands of Shuten-douji.

I have to get that bill back.

Please tell Dad, don't be sad for my idiot daughter, and idiot dragon, you must be happy. "

"What happiness, what a guy talking to himself."

Bai Long curled his mouth and put away the letter, determined in his original thoughts.

Until the last moment, he still didn't help Mingtong.

Bailong hoped that Mingtong could untie his knot by himself.

As long as the most critical and fatal attack did not occur, he would choose to sit on the sidelines.

……

Ise Grand Shrine is located in Ise City, Mie Prefecture, Japan.

Since Konoe Taka determined the plan for the election of the chief priest, the entire Ise Jingu entered a closed state.

No one is allowed to approach, nor is it allowed to take pictures, live broadcast, etc.

If found, they will be sent directly to prison, depending on the mood of the priest, ranging from ten years to life imprisonment.

Holding the invitation card, Bailong appeared at the entrance of Ise Shrine.

At this moment, the sun is shining brightly, and the sky in Mie Prefecture is as blue as a gem without impurities, and there is not a single white cloud in sight.

In this rainy season, it is obviously impossible to have such good weather in early July by chance, and it is all caused by the main hall of the shrine.

A huge and powerful barrier enveloped the entire Ise Shrine.

Sunshine permeates from the branches of tall ancient trees with centuries and millennia to the road paved with small stones, making the atmosphere of the scene extraordinarily quiet.

In front of the log-colored torii gate, Takeo Watanabe was dressed in hunting clothes, his silver hair was neatly combed, and every wrinkle stretched out like a blooming sunflower.

A very bright smile appeared on his face and said: "Mr. Bai, welcome to Ise Shrine!"

Is this invitation useful?

Bailong complained about the superfluity of the priest, but still handed the invitation to Takeo Watanabe, and said with a smile: "Senior Watanabe, I don't think you have invited any guests."

As far as I could see, they were all shrine staff dressed as priests or priestesses, and there were no guests in casual clothes like him.

Takeo Watanabe accepted the invitation and said with a smile: "The election of the priest and the inauguration ceremony of the priest are two different things. At this stage, only those with voting rights are allowed to participate in the election."

After the brief introduction, he walked in front and led the way: "It's rare to come here, so let me act as a tour guide and do my best as a landlord.

This is the outer palace, the election site is the inner palace.

"The election rules this time are very simple, that is, five candidates will speak on different floating disks, explaining some of their measures after becoming the priest.

Then everyone went to the center and threw the distributed jade cards into the box of the person they wanted to choose. "

"Whoever can get more than 50.00% of the votes will be able to take over the position of the next priest."

With the cool summer wind blowing on his face, Bailong strolled in the shrine and asked curiously, "What if no one gets 50.00%?"

"Continue to choose the next round until the result is selected."

Takeo Watanabe answered his question with a smile: "But this possibility is very low.

The original most competitive Senke Palace Secretary, because of the incidents of Shuten Doji and Shindo Kensuke, the approval rate has been greatly reduced. "

"Oh, I've heard the name Shindo Kensuke, so he has something to do with Shuten-douji?"

"Shuten-douji is the eight prodigy children. Fujinami Taihei found this out, which brought down the Shindo Group and uncovered a group of lunatics from the Orthodox sect."

When Takeo Watanabe said this, he sighed a little: "Senke is not stupid, but her personality is too extreme, especially because she has a strong prejudice against monsters, so she is used by Shuten-douji.

It made the main hall of the shrine and the Longmen Tower forge a grudge.

The enchantment in the air is specially set up to prevent troubles at the upper door of the Longmen Tower. "

Thinking of the uninvited guest mentioned in the prophecy, Bai Long asked, "Are you all ready to welcome the Dragon Gate Tower?"

"Of course, if the enemy attacks here, we are ready to face it, and we are afraid of attacking other places."

Takeo Watanabe sighed and said, "At present, there are 350 extraordinary people gathered in Ise Shrine, and the defense in other places will inevitably become a little weak."

"Don't worry, Longmenlou will definitely come to the door. Yuzao is known as the king of all demons. I think she should have the courage to face the enemy head-on."

"I hope so. Tokyo has been eerily quiet the last few days."

There was a hint of emotion on Watanabe Takeo's face. Since the collapse of the Shinto Group and the six major incidents of the National Special Search Division, there has been no major disturbance in Tokyo.

The sixth section of the National Special Search has been finishing the finishing work.

Somewhat abnormal.

"Don't worry, with me here, the sky won't fall."

"I won't doubt Mr. Bai's strength, but the Longmen Building incident was caused by the inside of the main hall of the shrine, so it's not good to bother the guests."

Takeo Watanabe didn't want to bother Bailong to make a move, and hoped to relieve the danger of Longmenlou through the main hall of the shrine.

"I understand what you mean." Bailong smiled. It's not easy to repay the debt of favor. It's normal for them not to want to owe favor.

It was different from the psionic meeting, when Bailong also wanted to deal with Yan Luos, the main hall of the shrine did not owe favors, at most it was the life-saving grace of Fujinami Taihei Chengbailong.

For Longmen Tower, it is different.

Bailong is a specially invited guest, and he has no obligation to take action against Longmenlou for the main hall of the shrine.

Once he shot and killed Yuzao, it meant that the main hall of the shrine owed Bailong a favor.

And the debt of favor is the hardest to repay.

If it doesn't fall off, it will be like a stick in the throat.

"It's good that Mr. Bai understands."

Takeo Watanabe stopped, raised his hand and said: "This Uji bridge is regarded by ordinary people as a bridge connecting the holy world and the secular world."

There are towering trees behind the Uji Bridge, and low mountain peaks lie there.

If you come here at the sunrise of the winter solstice, you can just see the sun rising from the middle of the mountain. The dazzling light can indeed give people the illusion of walking into the realm of the gods.

"Unfortunately, it's a bit late now."

"It's okay, it's interesting to appreciate man-made creations without appreciating the uncanny craftsmanship of nature."

Bailong smiled.

I saw streams of golden light going upwards from the bridgehead to the sky above the main palace of the inner palace, the Emperor's Grand Palace, where logs were piled up to form a huge wooden platform.

Each stream of light corresponds to a log-colored torii gate.

Outside the wooden platform, five stone plates were suspended in the air, waiting for candidates to go up and give a speech.

Bailong stepped on the light flow, he didn't need to walk around by himself, the light flow quickly and steadily pushed him to the wooden platform.

The priest is on the right and the priestess is on the left.

Bailong likes to look to the left.

Unlike some priests who like to make themselves old, to show their age and prestige.

In the case of a witch, the hair color can turn white, and there is absolutely no possibility of a wrinkle on the face.

Either a young girl, or a mature Yujie, and what's more, she likes to let herself grow back into a young loli appearance.

The last time I witnessed such a visual feast was in school.

"Mr. Haku, the stone plate on the left belongs to Maki Senke and Taibei Fujinami to give a speech."

Takeo Watanabe thought he was looking at the stone plate over there, "It will be nine o'clock in two minutes, and the speeches will be held at the same time, and it depends on whose speech can win people's hearts.

By the way, this is your jade token. "

A vermilion jade tablet was stuffed into Bailong's palm, with a dragon pattern engraved on it, which was exactly the same as the dragon pattern on the heart of his kung fu shirt, obviously it was not a coincidence.

"You guys are so careful."

"It's the proper etiquette to treat guests."

There was a smile on Takeo Watanabe's face. It was not in vain to get this compliment. He deliberately paid a lot of money to invite a master from China to do it.

"It's more in the back here, we might as well go to the front and vote faster."

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome, just line up."

Bai Long shook his head.

He hated other people jumping the queue the most in his life, so naturally he would not let himself become a queue jumper.

Takeo Watanabe nodded and said with a smile, "Then follow Mr. Bai's opinion."

……

2 minutes is not a long time and can be spent in a few sentences.

Nine o'clock sharp.

The five candidates climbed onto the suspended stone plate together, most of the priests and maidens focused on the three of them, and the other two were regarded as the air to accompany them.

Apart from the people of this shrine, almost no one cares about them.

"My name is Qianjia Maki, I don't like to talk useless nonsense, if you choose me as the priest, the first thing to do is to abolish the rotten demon shop system.

Some people say that they should coexist and coexist with monsters, and think that rash actions will cause mass casualties.

However, last year in Japan, 500 people died from monsters, and 63 the year before. The highest record since the founding of Japan reached 3000. What kind of peaceful coexistence is this?
I don't deny that killing monsters will require sacrifices, but those sacrifices are for future generations to no longer sacrifice. We are fighting a war full of justice and glory! "

Qianjia Maki's words were impassioned, full of a kind of enthusiasm that made people's blood boil.

In contrast, Aoyama Seimei's words seemed lukewarm, "Good morning, my name is Aoyama Seimei.

I hate that kind of war that can be defeated with one pole. Evil needs to be wiped out. This is an undeniable fact.

But the idea of ​​wielding a butcher knife on yokai who have done nothing on the grounds that they might make mistakes in the future is ludicrous.

According to this, 90.00% of human beings should go to the execution platform. We need to use education to let the long dispute between the monster and us end peacefully.

Instead of using violence to control violence, the result will only bring more killings. "

Fujinami Tahei was the last to speak, waiting for the four candidates to say what they wanted to do when they came to power.

He took advantage of the short interval for breathing, and introduced: "My name is Fujinami Tahei, and I hate those things that don't change. It would definitely be very fun to choose me on stage."

"The coexistence of humans and monsters is simply absurd. Exterminating them is the most beneficial future for mankind."

"Blindly killing will only provoke a backlash. The monsters in the monster shop chose to trust us and not make trouble. This is the credit of our education. Your behavior is turning history back!"

Qianjia Maki and Aoyama Seimei were angry with each other, completely ignoring the other three candidates.

Seeing that he couldn't speak, Fujinami Taihei simply sat down cross-legged and acted as a qualified melon-eating crowd.

By the way, take a look at the votes of the priests and maidens below. In front of the boxes of Aoyama Seimei and Senjia Maki, the most people line up.

At the beginning, it was hard to tell who was better between the two.

Voting is divided into days.

He found that Bailong was staying in Qingshan Qingming's box team, with a look of surprise on his face, and then he figured it out, it should be Jinweiying's arrangement.

Today Ise Shrine is stable.

It depends on whether Longmenlou will make a move today.

Fujinami Taihei looked into the distance, the woods covered with golden sunlight, the blue sky, and Ise City like a sales model.

Thoughts quietly diverged.

How will the enemy appear?

Preoccupied, Fujinami Taihei's squinted eyes suddenly opened, revealing sky blue eyes, "Oh~ what an unexpected way!"

(End of this chapter)