Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 47 The Shadow Behind

The gathering of three generations of grandparents and grandchildren ended with Yokota Masaru and Miyaji bruised and swollen.

After Yokota Teru left, the main hall fell into silence for a while.

The expressions of Yokota Masahiro, the priest, and the elder Yokota were not as calm as they were in front of Yokota Teru, but looked much gloomier.

After a long while, Yokota Masaru and the chief priest took the initiative to break the silence in the hall:
"Father, the authorities have informed us that they have decided to use Fukuoka as the location for the 'trial run' and asked if we agree."

Elder Yokota's expression did not change when he heard this, but the hand holding the teacup shook uncontrollably.

"Ha! What other choice do we have? Tell them that we agree, of course, but we won't participate, just like before."

Yokota Masaru and Miyaji had anticipated what their father would say, but they still clenched their fists unconsciously after hearing it.

"Dad, are we just going to let them do this?!"

"What else?!" Elder Yokota suddenly became furious.

"Even if you disagree, what can you do? Can you stop them? You should know how many interests are involved in this matter. Even the Americans are involved.

Want to stop it? Even if Hakozaki Hachimangu Shrine and other shrines and temples are willing to help you, how many extraordinary people can the entire Kitakyushu gather? !

We are just a group of scattered superhumans. We may be able to defeat the monsters, but how much chance do you think we have of winning against a national-level magic array and the military? Even if we put all the superhumans in Kitakyushu to work, we won't be able to cause much damage!"

When he was excited, Elder Yokota used so much force with his fingers that he accidentally crushed the teacup in his hand.

The sound of the scalding tea and the breaking of the teacup brought the elder, who had nearly lost his mind, back to his senses. He looked at his palms quietly, and suddenly felt a little depressed:

"I suddenly feel a little envious of that old bald donkey Uga. If I had been braver back then, maybe I could have earned a good reputation after my death..."

"Father..." Yokota Masaru and Miyaji looked at their old father worriedly.

Elder Yokota waved his hands: "Okay, stop making that expression, I'm not dead yet... Is there anything else important?"

Yokota Masaru and Miyaji subconsciously glanced at the documents in their hands: "News came from Tokyo that the 'Hunter' may have left Tokyo."

"Oh?" Elder Yokota became interested. "The Patroller... is he referring to the madman who appeared in Tokyo about two years ago and frantically exterminated evil spirits, even killing special-grade evil spirits. He even single-handedly increased the stability of the national magic circle in the entire Tokyo area by five percentage points?"

"It's that person."

"What a monster! I heard that he killed more than a hundred special-grade evil spirits. When he first debuted, all the old ghosts accumulated in Ginza were cleared out." Elder Yokota shook his head and sighed, "How did they find out that he had left? Didn't the supernatural forces in Tokyo still fail to find the true identity of the Patroller?"

"Well... from the intelligence, it seems that the opponent's true identity has not been found yet, but the stability of the national magic circle in the Tokyo area has dropped by 1% in the past half month. The authorities checked the dead in Tokyo for a month and found no suspicious people, so it is speculated that the opponent should have left Tokyo one to half a month ago."

Yokota Masaru and Miyaji took a look at the intelligence and suddenly became gloating: "Such a troublesome monster left its hunting ground, there must be something more important. In addition, at this critical time, the person in charge of the official side should be sweating profusely."

"Hehehe... let those bastards deal with the headache!" Elder Yokota also laughed with glee.

The father and son laughed like villains for a long time before they realized that their laughter was not in line with the behavior of clergymen and stopped awkwardly. In order to divert attention, Yokota Masaru and the priest immediately lowered their heads and pulled out the last specially marked document:

"As for the last piece of information... the new headmaster of Eifuku-ji Temple was spotted leaving Nokonoshima. The last sighting was in Chuo-ku, Fukuoka City."

Hearing the name of Yongfu Temple, Elder Yokota's skinny body paused, and then asked as if nothing had happened: "Abbot? Not the acting abbot?"

"The new host." Yokota Masawa and the chief priest nodded.

"That child has already made his own choice..."

After a moment of silence, Elder Yokota sighed:
"Introduce Xiaohui to him when you have the chance, and remember to ask him to take good care of him. After all... we owe that old bald ass Yuga a favor. If it weren't for his self-sacrifice, we wouldn't even have the qualifications to refuse to participate in this 'trial run'."

"Yes." Yokota Masakawa and Miyaji nodded solemnly.

Yokota stood up and walked out of the main hall. Looking at his grandson who was working hard in the yard, he sighed:

"These are troubled times... Grow up quickly, my old bones don't have much time left. Now Japan is becoming more and more restless, and the situation in the world is becoming more and more dangerous. I really don't know if I can keep this foundation in the upcoming great changes."

"Dad, it's only spring now, and autumn hasn't come yet." Yokota Masaru and Miyaji appeared from behind.

Elder Yokota was silent for a moment, then slapped himself in the face: "It's over, we can't keep this foundation anymore!"

"Dad, I don't like it if you say that to me." Yokota Masaru and Miyaji were a little dissatisfied. "Except for you old people, my strength is among the best in the whole Kitakyushu."

"Strength? Haha... Wait until you can destroy more than four special-grade evil spirits at once without relying on divine tools before you say that!"

"Then there aren't many people in the whole of Fukuoka who have this ability, right?!" Yokota Masaru and Miyaji complained.

……

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"Are these ghosts crazy?"

After crushing the head of the evil spirit in his hand, Yang Liu looked at four more evil spirit-level ghosts that appeared in front of him and pounced on him. He was already showing signs of going crazy.

He was in a good mood. Although he was scared by Sasaki Momo yesterday, he couldn't help but feel happy when he woke up the next day and counted the spoils he had obtained.

Although some of the black light ball that exploded from the demon had been consumed before, there was still a lot left. According to Yang Liu's estimation, the remaining amount could probably be used to heal systemic injuries or regenerate a severed limb.

In addition, I also obtained a special weapon that I couldn't use. If I could successfully make a deal with Mr. Sasaki later, I might be able to exchange it for an item that I could use.

But for Yang Liu, his biggest gain was actually on the other side: the city’s special prey.

(End of this chapter)