Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

But it's a bit strange to be so attentive without any reason.

Uesugi Kiyoshi looked around at Shuten-doji, narrowed his eyes, stared at the ghost gourd beside him, and suddenly said: "It seems that eating that third-rate swordsman of Genji will be of great benefit to you."

"I can't think of any reason why you would be nice to me, unless you have tasted the sweetness and want to go further."

"I remember that the jerk Genji was swallowed whole by your ghost gourd. Although you handed the ghost soldier to me, such a big man disappeared out of thin air."

"Where did he go?"

With its ferocious bloody mouth wide open, the ghost gourd swayed left and right, as if it saw that Shuten-doji's wine bowl was empty, and it automatically tilted its body, and liquid with a strong aroma of wine flowed from the gourd mouth at the top.

As crystal clear as jade and as orange-red as blood, it may be amazing at first glance, but from a second glance, the color of the wine is a bit creepy.

It's like stored blood, thick and deep.

Shuten-doji had no intention of hiding anything.

"The Onibei and Onikiri are inextricably linked to our Oeyama. The Genji swordsman is highly compatible with the Onibei. For me, they are a good tonic."

"What? Are you, the messenger of justice, going to criticize me, a man-eating devil? Don't forget, it was you who chopped him down with the sword!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi was unmoved: "I'm not that boring. He is my enemy. He deserves to die. If he's not dead, I'll give him another blow."

"As for the technique you mentioned?"

His eyes unconsciously turned to Li Fuyao who was standing quietly beside him.

After seeing the girl holding the green lantern nod slightly in approval, he looked away and continued, "This deal is not impossible. What do you want?"

"I don't believe you gave me this as a token of gratitude."

Shuten-doji clapped his hands lightly, as if he had forgotten the unpleasantness of the argument between them just now.

"My demands are not high, Uesugi. The Genji is a very protective and unreasonable family. If you kill one of their people, trouble will definitely ensue."

"Then, if the Genji people come to trouble you in the future, if there is an opponent I like, can you let me deal with it?"

“Just like today.”

There were only three parts of arrogance and three parts of drunkenness in Shuten-doji's eyes, and the rest were all dark and unclear, making Uesugi Kiyoshi wonder what he was thinking.

This request is indeed not excessive. If you have to say it, it is actually easier for Uesugi Kiyoshi and he is getting the better deal.

Seeing that Li Fuyao did not object, he could not find any reason to refuse, so he nodded slowly.

"Sure. Deal."

Without saying a word, Shuten-doji snapped his fingers, and a thin red mist flowed into Uesugi Kiyoshi's brows, and many memories emerged out of thin air.

By the time Uesugi Kiyoshi had temporarily digested these sudden memories, Shuten-doji had already re-entered the painting. He did not even glance at Li Fuyao the entire time, as if the great green demon did not exist.

"Fuyao, is this thing useful?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi waved his hand casually, and wisps of mirage like starlight and dust gathered in his hand from all directions, forming a miniature statue of a swordsman, which was exactly the same as the Stairway to the Gods and the appearance of the god in the Mirage Tower.

Li Fuyao glanced at the mural on the wall and nodded slightly.

"It is definitely useful, but it needs something more."

As she spoke, she waved her hand lightly, and a will-o'-the-wisp was born at her fingertips. Then, as she tapped lightly, it covered the face of the miniature statue and turned into a fox-faced mask commonly seen in festivals.

"I told you to keep it secret. In fact, many supernatural organizations hold an ambiguous attitude towards the God Cult. As far as I know, the Collectibles Association has destroyed many irregular shrine gatherings. As a collector, it would be very bad if this face appeared on the statue of a certain sect."

"Moreover, the sense of mystery will increase the piety of believers and make it easier to gain their trust. Look, doesn't this look much better?"

With the finishing touch of the white fox mask, the entire statue of Uesugi Kiyoshi really seemed to come alive. The movement of holding the sword was sharp and domineering, and the indifferent look in his eyes was somewhat daunting. The mysterious white fox mask made him even more elusive and his temperament became somewhat ethereal.

"Well, let me think about what else I can tell you."

Li Fuyao hugged her shoulders and tilted her head in deep thought. As she moved, the girl's graceful figure, set off by her furisode sleeves, showed an obvious ripple in her chest, which made Uesugi Kiyoshi's cheeks flush and his eyes wander.

"Oh, by the way, without spells and rituals, it is really difficult to gain the trust of ordinary people. People nowadays are not easy to deceive. You might as well start with the extraordinary people. One extraordinary believer is more important than hundreds of ordinary believers."

"Let's adopt the model of a small gathering. You can also create a disguised identity and not get involved in the name of God. Instead, pretend to be your own believer. This way, even if your presence is discovered, you can get away without attracting too much attention."

"Also, aren't you on good terms with the eldest daughter of the Dongwen family? I heard her call you sir. You can use the name of the Dongwen Society to promote sectarian beliefs in the society. This is not uncommon among gangs. The Yakuza in this country are very superstitious."

"Also, it would be best to get the support of some chaebols. You can also ask your best friend. His family is very powerful in the Metropolitan Police Department. He must know the procedures for establishing a formal sect. In this world, it is always easier to act with an official title. Anyway, you are upright and you are not afraid of being investigated. You can use your official identity as a cover."

"By the way, you also need to think carefully about the name and authority of the gods based on you - for example, [Oeyama Ghost King who commands the ghost clan], [Lord of the Hundred Tales who ferry souls with the green lantern]. The meaning of names is crucial in Yin-Yang magic, and this is also true for gods. You need to consider it carefully."

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"That's about it. If there's anything I missed, I'll tell you when I remember it. Being a god isn't easy anyway. The greater the reward, the greater the risk and effort. I'm sure you understand this."

"at last."

Li Fuyao pondered, his expression turned serious, and his beautiful eyebrows were furrowed.

She once again glanced at Shuten-doji's Ukiyoe, and without hesitation, she said, "The demon king of Mount Oe, you'd better be careful."

"I don't remember him being a person who would yield to others. It's recorded in the books that during the Heian period, Minamoto no Yorimitsu led his demon troops to attack Mount Oe, intending to exterminate the demon tribe that besieged Kyoto. In the end, he fought fiercely with the demon king Shuten for several days and tried several times to persuade the demon king to surrender and pledge his loyalty, but failed."

"The once prosperous demon tribe of Mount Oe was severely damaged in that battle, with only one in ten surviving. The demon king Shuten was seriously injured and dying, but Minamoto no Raikou had no way to kill him, so he had to seal the remaining demons of Mount Oe together with the demon king in the dream mirror, so that they could not see the light of day."

"In the end, there are only ghosts who died in battle in Oeyama, and no ghosts who surrendered."

"But now it seems that his attitude towards you is a little strange."

"Anyway, if he causes trouble, it could be a huge problem."

Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded silently; this view coincided with his own.

"Ah, the Lord of Hundred Tales is too self-deprecating. Not to mention the boy's sword, as long as the great Qing Xing demon takes action, it will be enough for me to drink a pot. Why bother to test him?"

A deep baritone voice responded, and although it was a sigh, it did not sound too discouraged.

Li Fuyao smiled at this time and replied lightly: "I hope I am overthinking it."

"I hope that my green lantern will not ferry the ghost king's soul across one day!"

The tone was gentle, but the words were full of murderous intent and carried a hint of gunpowder.

Shuten-doji chuckled, and fell silent, not knowing whether he didn't care or was too disdainful to continue talking nonsense.

Li Fuyao had no intention of pursuing him relentlessly. She pursed her lips which were painted with blue lipstick, lowered her head slightly, took two steps forward, and naturally held Uesugi Kiyoshi's hand.

"Okay, I don't have anything else to say. This kind of thing is actually very personal. I can't help you much."

"The rest is up to you."

"Let's go~"

At this time, too many new things were pouring into Uesugi Kiyoshi's mind, which was like a paste. He subconsciously asked, "Go? Where to?"

The young girl god in blue and white furisode had her hands behind her back, the green lamp in her hand swaying slightly, her body leaning forward, a bright smile on her face, her lips only two or three centimeters away from Uesugi Kiyoshi's face, her orchid-like breath kept drilling into Uesugi Kiyoshi's nostrils, making him a little distracted.

"Didn't I tell you that no one is coming to pick me up today?"

"Send me home~"

Chapter 196: Never Lose

The heavy wooden door was wide open, and the humid air was swept by the cold wind and poured straight into people's clothes. The sudden chill of early spring and the cooling brought by the heavy rain made the temperature almost as high as in winter.

Uesugi Kiyoshi waved his hand to hold up the umbrella, and his not-so-tall body protected him from the endless wind and rain. He took a few quick steps to open the car door, then returned to the door and held the umbrella over Li Fuyao's head.

Li Fuyao just watched his movements motionlessly, the smile on the corners of her mouth shallow and soothing, like a lotus bud about to bloom, although elegant, one could also see a hint of joy.

There is deep affection in the eyes, and you can smell it even if you are blind.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's gradually stiffening movements proved that he was stronger than the blind man.

"What are you doing here? It's raining so hard, be careful of catching a cold."

This incoherent nonsense showed how panicked he was. If the holder of the demon soul of the great demon Qing Xing could catch a cold, then even all the snow demons in Japan would be lacking in skills to cast spells.

Li Fuyao didn't care, but still maintained a faint smile and said softly: "Ah, I remembered a story."

"Have you read the Legend of the White Snake?"

"By the West Lake, beside the Broken Bridge, we met in the rain and borrowed an umbrella to express our love~"

"What an interesting story."

Uesugi Kiyoshi was not stupid, he understood the hint. Isn't Legend of the White Snake a story about a love between a human and a demon? It was very famous in China, he must have heard of it. However, when he thought about it carefully and put himself into the role, he felt that it was not right.

It is obvious that he is holding an umbrella for this young lady now.

"There is no bridge, no lake, and no White Lady here. I am the one holding the umbrella for you. Do you want to play the guest role of Mr. Xu?"

"Miss Li, let's talk in the car. Even if you are not afraid of wind and rain, it is a bit inappropriate to chat here."

When they were alone, they usually chatted in Chinese. Li Fuyao was amused by these few words with an accent and suddenly changed his tone, sticking out his tongue cutely and walking briskly into Uesugi Kiyoshi's car.

Looking up at the gray sky and the continuous rain, he felt inexplicably depressed. Uesugi Kiyoshi sighed, put away his umbrella, and sat in the driver's seat.

He started the car skillfully, pressed the positioning button a few times, and confirmed the destination. He said seemingly unintentionally: "To be honest, I actually hate Xu Xian."

"He is stubborn and stubborn, he doesn't know right from wrong, he is ignorant and stupid, he would rather trust those outsiders than his own wife, he leaves a mess for others to clean up, he has no sense of responsibility, I despise this kind of person the most."

"I don't want to be a gigolo who lives off his wife. It's such a waste."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Li Fuyao sat in the back seat, her hand on her cheek, leaning against the window, staring at the rain outside the window in a trance, and spoke in an inaudible voice.

"Then you need to grow up quickly, Qing."

"Time is running out."

Uesugi Kiyoshi's driving skills were average, but fortunately there were few people on the rainy day, the roads were not congested, and the people in the car were not ordinary people. He had no scruples and drove at full speed. In just less than half an hour, he rushed from Arakawa to Shinagawa, crossing half of Tokyo.

Stopping at the gate of Li Taisui's Chinese-style mansion, Uesugi Kiyoshi got out of the car very gentlemanly and opened the door for Li Fuyao, holding an umbrella for her. His etiquette was impeccable, and he was no less than the warm-hearted men often seen in TV dramas.

Coincidentally, the door of the house suddenly opened from the inside, and Li Taisui, who was wearing a Tang suit, had a gloomy face and walked out leisurely with his hands behind his back. His eyes never left Uesugi Kiyoshi's body, and his expression was even a little horrified, as if he wanted to eat Uesugi Kiyoshi.

Uesugi Kiyoshi almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

How could it be a coincidence? He had just clearly sensed that this Tai Sui was lying behind the door, with a crack opened and looking in for a long time, apparently waiting for his daughter to come back.

This is a complete daughter slave, and one of those with a very low family status. The lady of the Phoenix Courtyard seems to have the powerful Tai Sui Ye in the underworld under her thumb.

Li Taisui circled around Uesugi Kiyoshi twice, met eyes with Li Fuyao, who came out holding Uesugi Kiyoshi's arm, and glared fiercely at the part where their limbs were connected. He hummed a few times in dissatisfaction and wanted to say something, but finally gave up the idea and forced a smile.

"Fuyao, why did you just come back? I just received a call from your mother. Something urgent happened in Kyoto. It seems that several factions of the Fenghuangyuan family are ready to make a move on our family's property. They also want to hold a mid-year evaluation in advance - it's not long after the Chinese New Year."