The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 4 The Visible Boy (3)

This ghost named Oda died in a car accident half a month ago. Before his death, he was unemployed, depressed, and had a conflict with his sister. In a fit of anger, he ran outside and planned to sit in the park for a while. As a result, he ran too fast and was hit by a truck on the road. However, he did not travel to another world like other Japanese people, but died on the spot. It may be related to the fact that he was not a high school student.

His sister thought that it was her own willfulness that led to her brother's death, and since then she has locked herself in the house and stopped going to school. There are only two siblings left in their family, and now that her brother has died unexpectedly, his sister is left alone, so he has been wandering in the world, hoping to help his sister get out of the shadow.

"Inuyama-kun, please convey my words to Riko. This is my last wish..." Oda requested.

After hearing the experience of the ghost in front of him, Inuyama Heita's fear gradually subsided. After thinking for a moment, he nodded and said, "...I understand."

"That's great." Oda smiled with relief, although the smile was quite scary with blood all over his face.

After Oda whispered something to Inuyama Heita, he smiled and gradually became transparent, finally disappearing into the alley.

Qian Xiaoyi whistled: "Oh~ He has become a Buddha. It seems that his obsession can only keep him here. Then, let's go out. There are many people who have died here, and there are many resentful souls. It's better not to stay here."

"Becoming a Buddha..." Inuyama Heita murmured. In Japan, the phenomenon of ghosts disappearing after fulfilling their wishes is generally referred to as becoming a Buddha by ordinary people. It is a general term, not a true upgrade to a Buddha with supreme wisdom. Therefore, Qian Xiaoyi used this term to make it easier for ordinary Japanese people who know nothing to understand.

Only then did Inuyama Heita remember that there were other ghosts in the alley, and he hurriedly walked out of the alley with Qian Xiaoyi.

"Thank you for what you did just now." Inuyama Heita asked cautiously, "Excuse me...are you an Onmyoji?"

Qian Xiaoyi sneered: "Haha~ Onmyoji... I'm actually a Taoist priest. Have you seen Lin Zhengying's "Mr. Vampire"? It seems to be quite famous in Japan. It's that type of movie."

"Eh?! Taoist priest? Chinese?" Inuyama Heita was a little surprised, but this also explained why the other party's accent was a little strange.

"Yeah~ This is my business card. Although you don't look like you have much money..." Qian Xiaoyi took out a business card box from his pocket and took out a card and gave it to him.

Inuyama Heita took the business card and read: "Lingkong Office...Qian Xiaoyi."

Qian Xiaoyi nodded: "That's me. Judging from your appearance, your Yin-Yang eyes have only been opened recently, right?"

"Yes... I suddenly fell ill a few years ago, and since then I have started to have some hallucinations." Inuyama Heita said: "Recently, those hallucinations have gradually become clearer. Is there any way to make me return to my original appearance?"

"Hmm... this is a bit difficult." Qian Xiaoyi stroked his chin and thought for a while, then said, "Ordinary people do occasionally have symptoms of Yin-Yang eyes when they are seriously ill, but there are very few cases where the Yin-Yang eyes persist after recovery. It can only be said that you have this talent, right? Once it is opened, even if it is forcibly closed and suppressed, it will open again with a little stimulation... unless you choose to become a monk in a Buddhist holy place, eating vegetarian food and chanting scriptures every day."

"Eh... a monk?" Inuyama Heita looked a little ugly: "Then at least you have to be admitted to the Buddhist college, after you finish college... and you have to practice hard every day, which is a bit..." As he spoke, Inuyama Heita's stomach suddenly made a rumbling sound.

"Sorry..." Inuyama Heita apologized with a blushing face.

Qian Xiaoyi shook his head, took out a fried pork cutlet bento from the bag and handed it to Inuyama Heita: "Take it back and eat it, this is a precious half-price bento, you can't buy it anywhere else at this time, luckily I bought an extra one." "Wait... I can pay you." Inuyama Heita took his wallet and opened it, then he remembered that the few coins in his wallet had been snatched away by the yellow-haired bad boy. This made Inuyama Heita's movements stiff.

"I told you to eat, so just eat." Qian Xiaoyi forced the lunch box into Inuyama Heita's arms and said, "If you have any questions or business needs, you can come to me. Anyway, I don't have much work recently, so I'm quite free. The address is on the business card. That's it, bye, Heitaro." At this time, Qian Xiaoyi's stomach began to growl, and he ran towards the office with the lunch box, wanting to quickly put the lunch box in the microwave to eat something hot.

"...It's Heita." Inuyama Heita watched Qian Xiaoyi leave, then looked at the half-price bento in his hand, without saying a word for a long time.

A day later, although Qian Xiaoyi expected that the Japanese kid named Inuyama Heitaro would come to see him, he did not expect that he would come the next morning. Because no one came to the office, Qian Xiaoyi was very lazy during this period and did not open the office in the morning. He was woken up by a knock on the door.

After opening the door, Qian Xiaoyi saw the high school students from last night. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "Heitaro, aren't you going to school?"

"…Today is the weekend, and it's not Heitaro, it's Heita." Inuyama Heita said.

"Come in first." Qian Xiaoyi yawned, let Inuyama Heita in, and let him sit on the sofa in the living room of the office for a while.

"If there is no tea, let's drink juice." Qian Xiaoyi took out a can of juice from the refrigerator and placed it on the coffee table, then sat opposite him and asked, "So, what is the matter with you today? Let me make it clear first, I just passed by yesterday and helped out. If you start working officially, I will start charging you."

"Can I ask you something first?" Inuyama Heita asked hesitantly.

Qian Xiaoyi looked at the other person and knew that he couldn't get any money out of him. He was also free now, so he generously said, "Originally, the consultation fee starts at 1,000 yen and is charged on time. However, Lingkong Office is having a big opening promotion recently, so I'll give you a free consultation."

"Is that so? That's great." Inuyama Heita breathed a sigh of relief, and then he suddenly asked, "Mr. Qian, you are a very powerful psychic, right?"

Qian Xiaoyi smiled confidently and said, "What are you talking about? Of course! To tell you the truth, after I came to Tokyo, I also investigated some colleagues. It turned out that 90% of them were scammers. This is normal, but the remaining 10% of the guys who can really communicate with spirits and exorcise ghosts don't even know the basic knowledge of systematization. They all rely on their own abilities or props inherited from their families or obtained by chance. They are half-baked and half-knowledgeable. These guys are still treated as guests of honor by some wealthy people. As for my strength, a hundred of them put together can't compare to me. Haha~ Some of them have less spiritual power than you, and can't even see ghosts clearly."

Qian Xiaoyi's disdain was beyond words. In his opinion, those half-baked psychics were no different from the sorcerers and fortune-tellers in ancient villages in the mainland. They were not up to standard at all, not to mention being compared with the masters from the big sects. Even such guys made much more money than him, so he was very jealous, very, jealous!

"Then..." Inuyama Heita asked admiringly, "You must have solved a lot of difficult problems and have a lot of clients, right?"

——In fact, there hasn’t been a single real exorcism request in three months.

"Uh... that's right~" Qian Xiaoyi said stubbornly, "My firm receives orders worth hundreds of millions."

——In fact, Qian Xiaoyi was already very satisfied just to have enough to eat.

"As expected!" Inuyama Heita's eyes lit up. He placed his hands on the table and suddenly bowed and said, "Please accept me and let me work here!"

(End of this chapter)