I am a god in Tokyo

Uehara Satoru opened the local record, the man's life span had come to an end, and he belonged to the end of life.

Finally, the electrocardiogram became a straight line.

The man took his last breath.

When the family member cried bitterly, only Uehara Satoru could see the transparent soul body floating out of the other person's body. The soul body opened his eyes a little confused, watching the family member crying around another self.

He has not yet accepted the reality of death.

Then he saw a strange boy standing beside the hospital bed that only he could see.

This is the first time Uehara Satoru has seen a real soul. It is not like the sneaky incarnation of terror, but a human soul with memories of his life. According to common sense, the soul that is dying will be taken away by the emissary at this time.

Uehara Satoru didn't see any ecstasy envoys.

He shook his head, just about to explain to the ghost.

The ghost suddenly looked at the ceiling, its eyes widened and its face twisted, as if it had seen something extremely incomprehensible.

It hugged its head and screamed in pain and despair.

While screaming in pain, the spirit body twisted and swelled, then quickly dissolved and disappeared.

In the ward, the family members were still crying, and the doctor shook his head in regret.

No one knew about this scene.

Only Uehara Satoru saw the scream of the spirit body and the collapse of the spirit body,

He was taken aback by the scream of despair and pain, and saw the other party completely disappear.

"what happened--"

The young land god, encountered something beyond comprehension.

Chapter 62 Ancient Paranormal Powers

"Fire prevention and disaster prevention, fire drill!"

The high-pitched trumpets overwhelm the summer cicadas.

In the clubhouse.

The bride of the Internet lay lazily on the mattress, enjoying the comfort of the human air conditioner, but the rare lunch break was interrupted by the sudden sound of the horn and the siren.

"What happened again?"

She stepped barefoot on the cold floor and walked out of the room.

"Sister, it's the district government's fire drill!"

A girl answered.

She frowned, walked to the window, opened the thick curtains, and looked at the street illuminated by the vicious sun.

There was a small fire truck on the street, driving slowly, its horn honking.

On both sides of the street, many people have already looked around.

"NHK toll collectors came the day before yesterday, and today is a fire drill. Human beings are really troublesome."

The Bride of the Internet commented in a nonchalant tone.

"Sister, do we want to participate?"

"It's so hot, I want you to go, I don't participate in any fire drills."

"Hee hee, then we won't go, the air conditioner is so comfortable, I don't want to go out at all!"

"There is also ice cream, how can humans make such food, it is too cunning!"

Girls slapstick.

The bride of the network is still observing the situation on the street.

Under the explanation of the firefighters getting off the car, many street residents gathered together and headed out of the street.

Among these residents, naturally included her subordinate clan.

There are also some humans who don't know anything.

After half a year of operation, most of the humans on this street have been replaced by the same race, but there are still some humans who don't know anything mixed in, and those humans who are aware of the reality are naturally replaced.

Ignorance is luck.

Outside the street, awnings and seats were set up, and young men and women dressed as firefighters, with smiles on their faces, handed free iced drinks to every resident who came to participate in the fire drill.

A bus was parked near the fire drill platform, but the windows were all made of one-way see-through film.

From the outside, you can't see what's inside.

In the bus, sitting or standing, there are several people with different clothes and styles.

Monks in cassocks, priestesses in red and white priestess costumes, and onmyojis in hunting clothes and black hats.

There are six people in total, all of whom are old and young.

"Sure enough, there is a monster!"

The middle-aged monk with a serious face suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window.

"Master Hengyong, can you tell which ones are monsters and which ones are humans?"

Oya Seiji who was accompanying him asked hastily.

The middle-aged monk has not yet answered,

The priest who was accompanying the witch stretched out his hand with a smile, pointing to and fro among the crowd, and said, "I'm not good at learning, and this is the only amount of evil spirit I can judge. Please fill in my gaps."

The monk clasped his hands together and said, "The priest of Xichuan has a profound way of doing things, and the poor monk feels ashamed of himself."

The onmyoji wearing a black hat was expressionless and nodded slightly.

The priest smiled more and more.

The miko in front of him just kept looking out the window.

'Is there such a competitive relationship in the ancient extraordinary world? '

Oya Seiji complained in his heart, but hurriedly entered the monster distribution map pointed out by the priest into the computer and transmitted it.

Then a dedicated person analyzes the distribution map, and then transmits it to the earphones of the frontline staff through voice.

"Sorry, for this fire drill, we plan to split the crowd."

The fireman had a gentle expression on his face.

"What do you mean by split?"

Facing everyone's puzzlement, the firefighters answered without haste.

"Fire drills are aimed at emergencies. In such emergencies, we can't guarantee to stay with family and friends. It is also the purpose of this fire drill to rehearse the scattered situations in advance."

"Yes, you and your child will also be separated temporarily, and this is also for everyone's benefit."

"I hope everyone can cooperate!"

Under the explanation of the firefighters, everyone reluctantly accepted the drill, and everyone was randomly assigned to a certain team.

Gradually,

A weird atmosphere began to brew.

In such a split, there are two teams separated by a certain distance.

But the team on the left is all monsters, and the team on the right is all humans.

"They've figured it out."

In the bus, the miko turned to look at Oya Seiji.

"Brother policeman, you must be prepared to protect the public!"

Oya Seiji also became nervous, and quickly called the team members to get them ready.

The witch turned her eyes slyly, and looked at the onmyoji, a young girl who was pinching the hem of her clothes, who was a little uneasy.

"It's also my first time dealing with monsters!"

She said softly: "If it wasn't for the old man who would definitely let me see it, I wouldn't want to come here either."

After the young Onmyoji was questioned, a blush appeared on her beautiful face, but she looked like a frightened little rabbit, her body tensed up even more.

Seeing her like this, the witch laughed, and took a few steps closer to the young Onmyoji.

She took a step forward, and the timid young Onmyoji took a step back.

In the end, it was stuck on the car seat, and there was no way to return it.

With an aggrieved expression on the verge of crying, she looked up at the elders of the family, but the Onmyoji closed her eyes lightly and ignored her.

"Harumi, we don't seem to have communicated with each other yet. You Yinyang Liao came from Kyoto, so you should be a guest. Especially since you transferred to Xiuzhiyuan, you are my lovely schoolgirl. Come on, call me a schoolgirl. !"

"Study...sister."

The girl Onmyoji let out a grievance.

She didn't blame her elders for not helping her.

Compared with traditional shrines and temples, Yinyang Dao is a younger brother. It was banned and suppressed during the Meiji period, and Taoism was not restored until a few years ago, not to mention that the center of power of Yinyang Dao is still in Kyoto.

When I came to other people's territory, I naturally didn't dare to make too much publicity.

"It's so cute!"

The witch narrowed her eyes.

"I heard that you Yinyangliao came to Tokyo with the support of the Shinomiya family. I have a very good relationship with Kaguya. We will keep in touch in the future. Would you like to add a LINE?"

Saying that, she took out her phone.

"Junior Sister Abe."

The young monk next to him couldn't stand it anymore.

"The demon removal operation is about to start, please stop playing with Junior Sister Harumi."

"Tsk."

The witch put away her mobile phone and looked dangerously at the monk: "I'm exchanging feelings with my junior, it's not a joke, Senior Brother Hengyuan."

The monks just clasped their hands together, chanting scriptures without speaking.

"It's boring."

The witch muttered.

Seiji Oya saw this exchange of young extraordinary people in his eyes, recalled the materials he had read, and immediately understood the meaning behind this exchange.

Temples, shrines, Yin and Yang.

As Japan's three extraordinary organizations, it is natural to distinguish between the front and back.

As the younger brother, Yin Yang Dao is naturally overwhelmed, and the competition between temples and shrines is the big one.

The maiden is the granddaughter of the net-rank priest of the shrine's main courtyard—Atenfang Meng, and she is also a straight-rank priestess.

Shintoism divides the priesthood of the shrine into "ranks" according to qualifications. From top to bottom, they are the net rank, Ming rank, Zheng rank, Quan Zheng rank and Zhi rank.

In the current era, these five levels have also added the meaning of psionic level.

In the ancient supernatural world, psionic power was called cultivation level, while the highest cultivation level in Shintoism was pure rank. Today's Meiji Jingu Shrine, as well as the priests of other Guanbi Taisha, are all pure rank cultivation bases.

There is an elder of the pure rank, so the witch naturally doesn't need to care too much.

This is also the reason why the elders of the girl's onmyoji did not dare to stand up and protect her nephew without going too far.

Instead, it was the young monk Heng Yuan.

It is the walking of the younger generation of Faming Temple, and the proud disciple presided over by Faming Temple naturally does not need to follow the temperament of the witch.

The extraordinary world is also composed of people, and it also has human desires and emotions.

Seiji Oya sighed in his heart.