Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 288 "Here Comes" - Conversation Experiment
Kotoko Higa calmly put down her coffee and looked up at her good-for-nothing younger sister.

"explain."

Makoto Higa began to speak slowly.

Because of her mediumship abilities, she has always relied on them to earn a living.

A few days ago, she received a commission, a commission related to the Po Xi Demon.

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Kotoko Higa frowned slightly.

The Po-Xiang Demon is a special existence from ancient times, existing for hundreds or thousands of years. It is formed from the resentment of aborted fetuses or children who died from abuse. It is neither a demon, monster, nor ghost, but a demon.

In Japanese culture, demons, great monsters, and great demons are beings that can be compared to gods to some extent.

Theoretically speaking, these beings all have the potential to grow to the level of true gods, and it is even theoretically possible for them to surpass true gods (great demon level).

The Po-Xiong Demon possesses the characteristics of a demon; it is immortal and indestructible. As long as there are still fetuses being aborted or children being abused in this world, it will be reborn.

Moreover, its power increases over time as the number of infant deaths increases.

Over hundreds and thousands of years, especially after entering modern society and with the population explosion, the power of the Po-Xiong Demon will inevitably increase greatly.

The only thing to be thankful for is that, over the course of hundreds or thousands of years, the Po-Xu Demon has died several times and has not accumulated power to the extent it has over thousands of years.

Its power is roughly estimated to be below that of the Ghost King, at the level of a Great Ghost (Pure Yin Realm), similar to my normal state.

Therefore, it is still within the scope of what can be handled.

"continue."

"That's what Higa Kotoko said."

Makoto Higa, who had subconsciously stopped because her sister frowned, continued her story.

The case she accepted was because a man named Hideki Tahara found her boyfriend and then her. He took the case because he thought her family was happy and her children were cute.

But after learning more about it, she discovered that the strange creature was a demon. Knowing that she couldn't deal with it, and since her sister had just returned, she wanted to ask her to help resolve the situation.

"A happy family?" Higa Kotoko's lips curled into a half-smile.

The Po-Xiu Demon is born from the resentment of aborted fetuses and abused children. What kind of happy and fulfilling family can attract it?

The evil spirits only target families where children have abortions or experience negative emotions.

However, don't mistake the Po-Xiong Demon for some kind of righteous messenger.

For it, the family that comes knocking will die, and the child will be taken into the mountains to live a life of seclusion, with no good end in sight. Moreover, the determination of whether it will come knocking or not will become increasingly ambiguous as the intensity increases.

According to the judgments of various Onmyoji, priests, and palace officials throughout history, once the Po-Xiong Demon becomes a powerful demon comparable to a true god, the degree of judgment will become extremely ambiguous. Even just scolding a child or a momentary feeling of disgust can attract this guy.

and so.

A demon is a demon.

I have never been a judge.

These ancient secrets swirled in Higa Kotoko's mind, helping her to understand the logic behind the Pokémon's actions.

"I will go in three days. Give them this talisman and tell them to stay together as much as possible."

A yellow talisman appeared in Higa Kotoko's hand.

There are priorities, and Hideki Tanen and the demon Po-mu are clearly not as important as the descent of a god.

Makoto Higa understood and nodded, accepting the yellow talisman.

With my sister's talisman and my own help, I should be able to protect their family for two days without any problem.

Seeing that Makoto Higa was alright, Kotoko Higa downed her bitter, strong coffee in one gulp, then got up and left gracefully.

"Take care of your stomach and intestines."

A soft voice drifted over from afar.

Kotoko Higa's lips curled up slightly.

……

Fushimi Shrine, Tokyo.

Fushimi Taniguchi, looking old, sat cross-legged in the hall, with several divination sticks placed beside him and shaking a new divination tube in his hand.

Japanese shrines generally offer three methods of divination. One is drawing lots, which is the most common method. Worshippers simply insert a ten-yen coin, and an automatic lottery machine will pop out a lot. It's purely for psychological comfort.

The other two are water divination and shimenawa divination.

Most of the time, it serves primarily as a comforting experience.

But as the priest who wields power, this seemingly illusory divination naturally becomes different.

just.

The six divination sticks on the ground each displayed a blood-red, extremely ominous sign!

This reveals the risks inherent in his thoughts.

Unknowingly.

A figure appeared behind him, blocking the sunlight. The shadow was tall and long, and it didn't say anything, just watched him make his movements.

Crash, crash, crash -

The divination sticks in the container were shaking, making a sound like mahjong tiles clattering together.

suddenly.

His hand loosened.

The already aged face looked even older, and even appeared somewhat pale.

Snapped!
The divination slip landed.

Good luck!

Upon seeing the fortune slip, Fushimi was completely stunned.

"The gods do not respond, so I am forcibly divining by sacrificing my lifespan. Fushimi, how many lives do you have left?"

Kotoko Higa's voice remained as indifferent as ever, neither hurried nor slow.

"Cough cough."

"There's no need for Miss Higa to worry about that."

Fushimi turned around, holding the medium-lucky fortune slip in his hand, and looked at Higa Kotoko. "Miss Higa, I know you have many questions to ask. Now, I can answer them one by one."

"it is good."

Subsequently.

Kotoko Higa received more accurate information, as well as some answers that wouldn't be written in the documents.

"So, it's been confirmed that it's a deity comparable to a true god?"

"Hmm, and judging from their style, although they are Americans, their methods are more like those of people from the East, so it seems that..." At this point, Fushimi's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he remained silent for a long time.

It wasn't until Kotoko Higa spoke for him that he said it.

"It's an orthodox ancient cultivation method, right?"

Fushimi nodded and then shook his head.

"There are differences, but they are very similar."

The two fell silent again.

Unfortunately, things are a bit bizarre.

As a nation deeply influenced by the East, and the closest to the East in the East Asian cultural sphere, they have some knowledge of many of the East's practices, so there is no possibility of mistaking them.

But that's where the problem lies.

An American is practicing an ancient method from the East and is suspected of having reached an extremely high level of practice.
So weird.

There are many cultivation methods in the Eastern Kingdom, including many ancient ones. According to the description, the other party is probably cultivating the Primordial Spirit Visualization Method, which focuses on cultivating one's nature. Its power is extraordinary, especially its ability to protect one's life. After cultivating the Primordial Spirit through this method, one can be called a terrestrial immortal, roaming freely and unrestrained.

Only in this way can one be comparable to a true god. (Japanese True God)

"soul?"

"should be."

Kotoko Higa took a deep breath and instantly dismissed the idea of ​​testing the waters.

That damned Japanese government is as stupid as ever!
If I really listened to them, I'm afraid the grass on my grave would be two feet tall by next year!

"I heard you've fully accepted them, built a shrine for them, and are even planning to promote them?"

"Yes, how can we disobey the commands of the gods?"

“A wise choice.” Higa Kotoko did not look down on Fushimi Kudo; on the contrary, she said this.

"So? You called me here specifically to meet you, it wasn't just to tell me about the power of this new god and warn me not to be used, was it?" "Yes, I hope you can go and help that new god." Fushimi Taniguchi's words were surprising.

Higa Kotoko was immediately silenced by the attack.

"..."

After a while.

"reason."

Fushimi shook the fortune slip in his hand, and then said, "After the shrine is built, I will have my son, Naruto, take half of the shrine's staff there, and half of Fushimi Shrine will be converted into a branch of Shinjin Shrine."

!!!

Higa Kotoko's pupils trembled.

Fushimi has staked most of his fortune on this!

If you lose the bet...

Damn, they're insane. The upper echelons of this country are always like this, filled with gamblers' insane gambling instincts!
Higa Kotoko's expression turned cold, and she walked out without saying another word.

Behind.

Fushimi coughed a few times.

His cloudy old eyes stared at the divination slip in his hand, which was inscribed with "medium good fortune," a hint of madness in his gaze.

Do you think I'm seeking wealth and status?

"I'm just trying to survive!"

A low sound echoed in the hall, and shadows and sunlight filtered through the corners of the hall, dividing it in two.

……

outside.

Higa Kotoko was in a bad mood after meeting with Fushimi Taniguchi and learning some important things.

Fushimi's words are just nice to say.

In reality, it meant making her serve as the other party's subordinate, or even more shamelessly, to fawn over them.

After a while.

Having calmed herself down, Higa Kotoko took a detour.

She still wanted to see that new god.

Along the way, she also passed by the Shinjin Shrine, which was under construction. Its size and luxury made Higa Kotoko raise an eyebrow.

Especially when she used a little trick to learn from the project manager that the biggest investor in this new shrine was Fushimi Shrine.

My heart was even more startled.

Fushimi stocks are for real!

But why?
What exactly did the divination reveal that made this old fox invest so heavily in this game that could be considered a social movement?

Just because of that Zhongji?
Not even a great fortune!

Kotoko Higa couldn't understand it.

But she quickened her pace even more; she had a premonition that she might find the answer when she met the new god.

soon.

She arrived at the place described in the document.

However, she didn't get too close. In fact, she stopped just a hundred meters away from the villa.

He stood there frozen, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead and sliding down his jawline, soaking his clothes.

She has always had excellent mental fortitude and has handled countless paranormal cases, including Thai Kuman Thong and malevolent spirits, American vampires and evil spirits, and South Korean earthbound spirits...

Even when faced with a vengeful spirit that has torn off its mask, she can exorcise it without changing her expression, demonstrating remarkable mental fortitude.

But now...

In her eyes, the villa was no longer a villa, but had transformed into some mysterious object exuding an immense sense of oppression.

There was no divine light, no divine realm, no divine power.

But that overwhelming sense of oppression, like a tiger marking its territory, was enough to frighten and scare all animals away with just its breath.

Not only that.

Under that overwhelming sense of oppression.

It was a chaotic mass of black energy, like a horde of demons dancing wildly.

Normally, Higa Kotoko wouldn't even glance at most of those strands of black energy representing monsters and evil spirits, but now...

There are several who are weaker than her, one who is slightly weaker than her, and three who are stronger than her.

Those three were all demon kings!

A demon king who can face the true gods!
It is also a terrifying existence that she can only barely resist through rituals.

These three ghost kings all bowed their heads under that oppressive aura. Although they did not submit to the oppressive force, they were like caged beasts.

"Inhale~ Exhale~"

Take a deep breath.

Higa Kotoko turned and left.

They left so decisively, as if they had made a firm decision.

at this time.

Louis, engrossed in dissecting ghost stories and monsters in the villa's backyard, only glanced at it briefly before ignoring it.

With his Yang Spirit's instinctive alert range, he naturally discovered the other party's trace long ago, but the other party stopped a hundred meters away, so he didn't react.

He was unaware that the other party was the number one spiritual medium in Japan, nor did he know about the conversation between Higa Kotoko and Fushimi Taniguchi, let alone that the two of them regarded his performance as the Nascent Soul realm.

At this moment, Louis looked at the black aura that was constantly gathering and separating before him, and a genuine smile appeared on his face.

"Interesting, so interesting."

"It's unbelievable that such peculiar beings as you exist."

"What exactly are you?"

"A false god without divine authority? No, too weak. Apart from his immortality and ability to absorb negative emotions, he has nothing to be proud of."

"So, it's a special product that combines the power of the earth's veins with resentment?"

"Hiss, that doesn't seem right either. Some of the strange tales don't actually contain the power of the earth's veins."

"..."

"And these monsters, you monsters are quite different from the monsters in traditional folk tales."

"It seems that it is mainly driven by negative emotions, rather than drawing energy from heaven and earth to transform itself, which is strange."

"There's something wrong with the demon's body, huh? You call the power you absorb and grow into 'fear'? And you've even created some techniques for absorbing fear?"

"...crude, vulgar, and lowly."

"Physical body, spiritual soul... Is it a qualitative change in the organs? Or a distortion of the spiritual soul?"

"..."

As those thoughtful words echoed around, all the ghost stories, monsters, and evil spirits trembled in fear.

no way.

In the center.

The monster's heart, liver, spleen, stomach, kidneys, muscles, intestines, eyes, brain...

They were all dissected!
It's like slaughtering pigs and sheep.

Not only that, they even targeted the soul!

This person is simply a terrifying demon!
The other two monsters hidden in the villa were also frozen in place, gripped by deep apprehension and even a hint of fear.

They began to wonder if the era in which they had awakened was inappropriate, and perhaps they should abandon this opportunity to break the seal and continue to sleep.
Even the power of the other Sadako, who was secretly observing the outside world through Sadako, began to recede at this moment.

After a while.

Louis stomped on and crushed a monster's eyeball.

He looked displeased.

"What is all this garbage?!"

"This place, everything is associated with negative emotions, what a ghost island."

(End of this chapter)