I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

Let's stop here.

"If you can't say it, don't force it."

Looking at that distorted face, Shiramu Jun felt a pang of sadness.

This is the person who orchestrated all of this.

No wonder he went missing; it turns out he fell into the hands of the demon mother he raised.

It can only be said that those who play with fire will inevitably face consequences.

This ghost mother was very likely his wife or favorite concubine during his lifetime, someone who was willing to sacrifice herself for his plans.

But on that face now, Shiraki Jun only saw pain and torment, and a look of longing for liberation in his eyes.

Pity.

"No! I can prove it, I can make you die!"

The demon mother snarled and suddenly waved her hand violently.

Black hair surged up like a tidal wave, instantly forming a cocoon that tightly bound Bai Mujun inside.

"Oh, right, hair."

The ghost mother chanted and laughed, her long, wet hair suddenly pulling backward, dragging the cocoon into her arms.

She held the hair cocoon in her arms, murmuring to herself.

"Yes, my hair is a testament to my love with my partner. The stronger our hair, the deeper our love."

"My lord, we've won again! They're all going to die here, die by our hands—"

Suddenly, her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the callus in her hand.

A glaring light shone from the black cocoon in her arms.

Then came the crackling sound of something snapping and breaking.

The next second, a glint of silver light shone through, like the sharpest sword, easily piercing a large hole in the tough callus.

That was Shiramu Jun's palm.

At this moment, her jade-like, rounded palm was raised high, its silver light shining brightly, dazzling and far surpassing the lingering stars in the night sky.

as

A new moon.

Beautiful, so beautiful.

It was a light I had never seen before in my life.

Before the ghost mother could even appreciate the beautiful scenery, her hand had already slapped her on the forehead.

Snapped!

In an instant, the new moon rose.

The silver light illuminated most of the waterfall hill.

The earthbound spirits in the forest turned to ashes and vanished without a sound the instant they were touched by the silver light.

And the powerful Ghost Mother, beneath this silver light—

It couldn't even last a moment longer.

He didn't even have time to roar; he remained in a daze.

Her body then tore into pieces, and the face on her chest also fell off, revealing a sense of relief.

Before even landing, it had already turned to ashes and left this world.

The cocoon dissipated, and Shiraki Shun landed back on the ground.

He stared at the small patch of ashes on the ground, a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.

Chapter Eleven: Did I Steal Again?

You spoke with such conviction, how come you just vanished like that?

Is it

This demon mother was disguised as being exorcised; in reality, she was hiding in the shadows, gathering strength to launch a fatal counterattack.

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun became cautious and wary, raising his hand and looking around warily.

For a long time, nothing happened.

It seems it has truly been exorcised.

Shiramu Jun then put his hand down and scratched his head in a somewhat troubled manner.

His simple, unadorned palm strike was merely an attempt to break the cocoon, but he accidentally struck the Ghost Mother instead.

Who would have thought that the latter would simply disappear?

Why is this happening?

Shiramu Shun stared at the lines on his palm, deep in thought.

It couldn't be that I was too strong and killed this ghost mother with one palm, could it?

After a long pause, he finally came to a conclusion.

It's due to the characteristics of magic power.

That warm and inclusive power allowed the ghost mother to see the original beauty of the human world again, which made her let go of her resentment and happily re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun felt a little regretful.

I originally wanted to have a longer chat with this female benefactor about life, offer her some guidance, and then send her on her way.

I typed too fast and didn't have time to say it.

But seeing how peacefully he passed away, it seems he must have already understood what had happened when he received that blow.

At this moment, Shiraki Shun seemed to be able to feel the joy in the heart of the demon mother when she was exorcised, and he couldn't help but smile as well.

As long as I'm happy!

Since that's the case, let's call this palm strike the Crescent Moon Palm.

As he watched the ashes gradually dissipate, Shiraki Jun murmured to himself.

"He harmed you, and you harmed him in return. This can be considered karma."

"Forget about love, hate, and grudges, let's just put them all aside and set off together."

Before the last wisp of ashes from the Demon Mother dissipated, Shiraki Shun closed his eyes and silently recited a prayer.

I hope that in the next life, I can find someone I truly love.

As the demon mother was exorcised, the yin energy of the waterfall hill quickly dissipated, restoring it to its original state.

The lake at the foot of the mountain quickly disappeared, turning into the rocks at the foot of the mountain, where several figures could be vaguely seen.

Shiraki Shun hurried over.

Three girls lay unconscious on the rocks, all wearing the uniforms of Shunoin High School.

One of them was Takanashi Yuri, the other two were Sakurajima Nanako from the second row, third column of the next class, and Suzuki Yuka from the far right of the last row.

Seeing the three people's pale faces, Shiramu Jun had a bad feeling.

He immediately bent down and listened carefully.

Of course, out of respect, Shiramu Jun did not directly touch their bodies, but instead used his magic to enhance his senses.

His expression gradually turned serious.

All three had abnormally low blood pressure and body temperature, likely due to the corrosive effects of yin energy entering their bodies.

Fortunately, there was still a heartbeat.

Although they still have vital signs, it is clear that staying here is not a solution. We need to find a way to get them out of the hospital as soon as possible for treatment.

Bai Mujun took out his phone, intending to dial 120 and ask them to send an ambulance.

The phone beeped twice and then went black.

Shiramu Jun was taken aback when he saw the handsome face that suddenly appeared on the black screen.

At this critical moment, my phone ran out of battery.

After two unsuccessful attempts to restart, he helplessly put down his phone, looked at the three people on the ground, and was at a loss for what to do.

He tried to lift it in his hand.

Each one weighs approximately fifty kilograms.

The three together weigh 150 kilograms.

It's so heavy.

Although Shiraki Shun did not neglect his training and cleaned the shrine every day, he could not easily move a 150-kilogram heavy object.

After all, magic only provided powerful regenerative abilities, but did not grant him a superhuman physical body.

He was worried about leaving to seek help first.

If there are other ghosts here that haven't been completely exorcised, they might attack them immediately once the Ghost Mother is no longer in control.

After much deliberation, Shiramu Jun decided that he should move out all at once.

He took off his tracksuit, twisted it into strips, and tied one person to his back.

He carried the remaining two on his shoulders, took a deep breath, and strode outside.

Outside Qingshi Park.

A dozen police cars were parked across the entrance, and a cordon was set up not far away.

"One group is set up and the restrictions are in place."

"The second group has completed its setup, and everything at Waterfall Hill is currently normal."

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