Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 22 Loss and Site Scouting

Yang Liu looked at Matsuda Masayuki's expression in silence for a long time, and suddenly he let out a long sigh:
"Alas... Cry if you want to. You are already a dead person anyway. There is no need to be so tired."

Matsuda Masayuki wanted to hold on a little longer, but he couldn't help but cry:
“Ugh… Whaa ...

Yang Liu looked at Masayuki Matsuda who was crying towards the sky, then turned to look at the two figures who were still talking in the room, and lowered her eyes in silence.

The tears turned into starlight and dissipated in the air. As he cried, Matsuda Masayuki's figure became more and more transparent, and one could even see the red torii in the center of his spirit.

Neither party communicated any further, and Yang Liu watched his spirit become thinner and thinner, and finally dissipated completely.

During this process, Matsuda Masayuki's spirit did not show any changes or resistance. Perhaps for him now, disappearing from this world is the true relief.

Yang Liu quickly reached out her gloved hand to catch the falling Torii. She looked at the golden light left after it dissipated and shook her head helplessly.

"Oh... I'm so unlucky!"

The golden light left behind by Matsuda Masayuki was pitifully small. As an evil spirit that had once entered the third stage, the golden light he left behind was not even as great as the female ghost that Yang Liu had previously exorcised at the school gate.

But this is understandable. The "output" of golden light seems to be related to the power of ghosts, but in fact it is directly related to the intensity of their obsession.

It’s just that generally, the stronger the obsession of a ghost, the stronger its power, and the strength of the obsession cannot be quantified specifically, so Yang Liu usually judges based on the strength of the ghost.

But Masayuki Matsuda is obviously an exception. Although he has a good foundation in spiritual power, his obsession is pitifully weak after he changed his obsession.

Not to mention that after seeing his childhood memories clearly, his obsession weakened a little.

He was thankful that there were still some golden willows left, as he had already prepared himself for nothing.

Yang Liu absorbed the golden light casually and felt the almost negligible strengthening effect. She felt so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.

He really suffered a huge loss this time. He spent more than 100,000 yen just to repair the wallpaper in the room, with almost no profit. He also spent so much time on it. It was a pure loss.

After taking two deep breaths to adjust her mentality, Yang Liu wrapped the torii in her hand with clothes again and threw it back into her schoolbag.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, a sound coming from the house made Yang Liu pause.

"I'm not going!"

A young male voice suddenly sounded in the room, and under the reflection of the light, there was another figure in the room.

"Seji, what are you talking about? Go to bed quickly. You have to get up early to catch the bus tomorrow." The woman said in confusion.

"I said, I won't go tomorrow!" the young man called Seiji emphasized again.

"Don't be silly. We spent a lot of money on this tour!" The older man's voice was filled with impatience.

The woman also agreed: "Yeah, why do you suddenly not want to go? Are you sick?"

"I'm not sick. Rather, are you sick, mom?!" Seiji's tone became excited.

"It's only been a short time since my brother died, how come you can use his insurance money to travel without any psychological burden?! You are too biased, even I feel that there is something wrong with you!"

"what are you saying?!"

As if her defenses had been broken, the woman's voice became shrill.

……

Listening to the noisy quarrel inside the house, Yang Liu's lips curled up into a smile and she couldn't help but look up at the sky.

"Matsuda, what a pity you left too early, otherwise I would have seen this scene." Yang Liu, who was originally a little unhappy because of the loss, suddenly felt much better after climbing over the wall lightly.

Looking at the scattered stars and the dim moon in the sky, he did not run as fast as when he came.

"The world is changing and people's hearts are no longer the same as before~Good people don't get good rewards~"

He put on his windbreaker, put his hands in his pockets, and hummed a little tune he made up.

Yang Liu walked away from this nameless village with brisk steps, swaying slowly.

……

……

Because she came back too late yesterday, Yang Liu woke up a little later the next morning.

She opened her eyes, lay in bed for a while, and enjoyed the warmth of the winter quilt for a while before Yang Liu got up lazily.

After washing up, Yang Liu ate the stew left over from yesterday while thinking about the itinerary for the next few days.

"What should I do?"

The first two days after arriving in Fukuoka were quite fulfilling. Yang Liu was almost always busy, dealing with evil spirits and re-pasting the damaged wallpaper in the room.

Now that things have been temporarily settled, Yang Liu didn't know what to do for a moment.

"There are still three weeks before the school starts. According to the requirements of the internship documents, I need to report within two weeks before the start of the school..."

After taking out the document and looking at it, Yang Liu gave up the idea of reporting in early.

Such public schools are extremely under-resourced and there is no expectation that they will be open during the holidays.

"There doesn't seem to be an area with a lot of schools in Fukuoka City. Sigh... It looks like it will take some time to find a new hunting ground."

There are many good schools in Bunkyo Ward in Tokyo, so it often attracts ghosts with corresponding obsessions. It is a hunting ground that Yang Liu prefers.

But judging from the map of Fukuoka City, his idea of finding the same type of hunting ground was dashed.

"And...isn't the density of shrines and temples a bit too much?! What is this? A street of temples?"

Yang Liu opened a travel guide she got in the airport lobby and looked at the densely marked tourist attractions on it. Her face turned a little dark.

Although Tokyo also has many temples and shrines, they are nothing compared to Fukuoka City.

Although there are not many famous temples and shrines in Fukuoka, there are densely packed small shrines and temples everywhere. Yang Liu even found a closely arranged cluster of temples on an entire main road.

According to his experience, if there are a large number of shrines and temples in an area, the density of ghosts in that area will drop sharply.

After carefully examining the entire map of Fukuoka City, Yang Liu wrote and drew on it, dividing it into several areas based on his previous experience in Tokyo.

"That's about it. I can take advantage of these few days to check out the place and observe. I hope I can be surprised."

Having made plans to find a new hunting ground, Yang Liu no longer hesitated.

Two or three days later, after finishing the leftover stew and rice and cleaning the pots and pans, Yang Liu put on her clothes, put on her schoolbag and left the room.

(End of this chapter)