Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 58 The Evil God Arrives (Please read on, thank you!)

Fang Zuo was stunned: "What can I do?"

This seemed to be the first time the little thing made a request to him.

"Can you please throw away the business card that woman gave you?" Hebei Caiyi touched her index fingers together and lowered her head. "I don't like it at all."

Then he raised his head and wrinkled his nose to emphasize: "It's not that I don't like it much, just a little bit."

OK, progress!

And I'll be jealous!

Fang Zuo handed the LV salesgirl's business card to Hebei Caiying.

"Thank you."

The little face is smiling like a flower.

Very happy.

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Tokyo Imperial Palace tower.

The headquarters of the Ling Dissident Society.

This time all five benches were occupied.

Except for a beautiful woman and a hunchbacked old man, the faces of the other three were blurry.

"Although the police have not yet reached a final conclusion on the death of Onodera Yoshida, there is a high probability that it was done by Yaobu."

"Have you used other means to trace it back?"

"I used two great shikigami, but they both blocked their auras. It seems they died due to a financial dispute, which is normal."

“The more normal it is, the more abnormal it seems.”

"Let's assume it was indeed an unnatural death. Then the murderer's motives for this murder are only two: Onodera Yoshida's issues regarding the demon tribe and the Onmyoji family, and the position of parliamentary representative."

"But the position of the parliamentary representative is somewhat random and cannot be used as a motive for the murder."

"Soga, so the murderer can only be from the Yaobu ​​or Onmyoji family."

"The Onmyoji family is not brave enough to kill a councilor."

"Really? Then why did the Prime Minister die?"

"Hasn't the Prime Minister's assassination been concluded? It was just an ordinary person's accident."

“But I don’t think so.”

"Do you think anyone can hide the cause of death under the five great shikigami?"

“Isn’t this an example of that?”

"you"

"Stop arguing. The topic of this discussion is the death of Councillor Yoshida Onodera."

"Vote! The economy has been slumping recently, the yen has depreciated drastically, and the cabinet has heard that U.S. military bases are requiring significant government funding."

"But it's precisely because the government is severely short of funds that we have a serious shortage of funds to control the demon tribes. These demon tribes are becoming more and more rampant."

"Funding issues are the government's business, we don't need to discuss them. What we are discussing now is the Ministry of Demons' issues, which is our responsibility."

"Begin voting. Those who support punishing the demon tribe, please raise your hands."

"Vote passed, raise your hands if you agree to use weapons!"

"Vote passed!"

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In the encrypted chat room on the dark web.

A: What? The Fifth Heavenly Man was killed by the evil spirit? Is this their final conclusion?

[B: Yes, we sent people to check it out, and they did indeed have the aura of a South Indian evil god.]

C: Do they have such a strong influence in Japan? I doubt it.

[B: Recently, an increasing number of cases indicate that the number of followers of various cults has increased.]

[C: But it's not big enough to kill the Fifth Heaven instantly.]

[D: If it was a matter of moving and then concealing the presence, then that makes sense. It means he didn't die immediately, but was simply concealed by the movement.]

A: There's no need to argue. Let's wait a little longer. We have much longer lives, so we can afford to wait.

BCD: Hi!

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After saying goodbye to the three little ones, Fang Zuo was on his way back.

The mother and daughter are probably still waiting for me to eat.

At this time, Fang Zuo's phone rang.

Yingkong Kurumi called over.

"The police just received a call saying their parents were being controlled by a cult, and they specifically wanted you to go. The person who called the police was Miss Minamikawa Keiko, a famous host in Tokyo."

Finally appeared again.

Been waiting.

Fang Zuo arrived at the location indicated by the police.

A figure rushed out and threw himself into his arms.

"Please, please, save my mom and dad, save my brother."

Nanchuan Jingzi held Fang Zuo's waist with her small hands and raised her head to beg. Her face was a mess, and her delicate makeup had long been smudged by tears.

Instead, there is a feeling of being pitiful and in need of love.

The thin, hip-hugging long skirt on her body was torn by the branches.

Revealing fair skin.

The pair of small feet were covered in blood and flesh, and the calves were also scratched by branches.

Before Fang Zuo could say anything, a police car drove over.

Sakura Kurumi and several police officers jumped out of the car.

The little mouth hung the oil bottle.

His first reaction was to pull Minamikawa Jingzi away from Fang Zuo's arms.

But when Keiko Minamikawa began to describe the strange things she had encountered, professionalism overwhelmed her thoughts.

Minamikawa Keiko recounted the general situation: "Please save my brother. My parents have gone to look for him. He is at Edogawa Middle School."

"You go and save her brother." Fang Zuo said.

"What about you?" Yingkong Kurumi's eyes were like brushed silk.

She was so in love that she wanted to kick this woman away and jump into her lover's arms.

Hanging on him, thinking of his big hands holding me.

"There are still more things waiting for me to do." Fang Zuo sneered.

He felt it the moment he got here.

Several female police officers helped Keiko Minamikawa into the police car.

After pulling a few times, Nanchuan Jingzi reluctantly left Fang Zuo's arms.

After the group of people left, Fang Zuo strolled towards the depths of the villa area.

Under the dim light, we arrived in front of a large, dark villa.

Pushed open the iron door and walked in.

A huge hexagram magic circle is in the middle of the villa's hall.

More than a dozen men and women were wearing white saris, holding a white bone piece in their left hand and a dagger in their right hand.

Murmuring prayers around the hexagram.

A young girl lies naked in a hexagram magic circle.

A dagger was inserted into the middle of the abdomen.

The blood has stopped flowing.

It looks like he's been dead for some time.

But the blood on the ground did not dry up, covering the entire hexagram lines.

Followed by the shabby prayers of a group of people.

The blood was surging according to a strange pattern.

The sound of Fang Zuo opening the door woke up the group of people.

They all stood up and looked at Fang Zuo ferociously.

He let out a strange roar and raised his dagger to stab forward.

Certainly!
Fang Zuo casually bound him with spiritual energy.

Looking at the hexagram array carefully.

A simple space formation has been completed and is being transmitted.

Unfortunately, the formation inscription is too crude and the materials are too simple.

Fang Zuo shook his head. These messy evil gods really had no progress at all.

Even if I came to Shenzhou to learn some basic formation techniques, it can't be useless like this.

But it’s not that I haven’t come to China.

Each time, they were either killed by their guardians or turned into magic weapons.

Or grow it in the soil of your own little world as fertilizer.

Who would believe this kind of evil heretic even if he shouted that he wanted to study abroad?

The Taoists only saw the materials for the magic weapon and shouted, "I'm coming!"
Especially during the years when China was bullied, evil gods from many countries wanted to take advantage of the chaos in the heavens.

Take advantage of the weak barriers of heaven.

They all want to break through the barriers of heaven and come to China to get a piece of the pie.

They were all killed by that man with a sword, and they were terrified.

Never dare to get closer again.

Fang Zuo was still in deep thought.

at this time.

The blood in the hexagram magic circle suddenly dried up.

Four dark and ferocious hands stretched out.

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