In Zongman, the evil spirits are eliminated physically.

Zashiki-warashi was very happy to receive Kotoko's approval. "I will continue to work hard! I will never let the princess down."

After scanning the poster of the results at the entrance of the supernatural department, Ouyang Jun found a familiar term, the term that Kanae had reminded his family of before returning to Osaka.

"Zashiki-warashi, have you done any research on this Eternal Paradise Sect?"

When Zashiki-warashi, who had been talking eloquently, heard Ouyang Xuan mention the Eternal Paradise Sect, he put away his nonchalant attitude, looked around before lowering his voice.

"There's definitely something wrong with this Eternal Paradise Cult, Lord Ou, Princess."

Ouyang Sun and Kotoko looked at each other. Originally, one of the important reasons why they came to the cultural festival of Sobu High School was to investigate the Eternal Paradise Cult. Now it was good that the information came to them. Chitsuka and Takina had been undercover there for the whole morning and had not found any valuable information.

Those people were talking about some Hinayana Buddhist Tantric scriptures, and they didn't find anything strange. Qianshu and I plan to go check it out again this afternoon.

[Hey~ You still want to go? I don’t want to. I want to go on a date. I want to go on a date with my senior! ]

"Is it convenient here?"

Although there was no one around, Qinzi still felt it was better to be cautious.

"It's lunchtime now, not many people are around, so it's okay to talk here."

Zashiki-warashi said.

"Princess, you know that as long as I remove the spell that Lord Ou gave me, I can achieve a similar effect of invisibility. Besides, we Zashiki-warashi are a large organization, and we have many places and houses."

"Uh-huh."

Kotoko nodded. Zashiki-warashi are very common monsters, and some older houses may have more than one.

"A few months ago, the Eternal Paradise Cult came to Tokyo to preach. The house they stayed in happened to have a Zashiki-warashi. For the club activities for the cultural festival, I deliberately went to find that Zashiki-warashi and got the information from her."

"What information?"

Ouyang Xuan asked.

"There are many followers of the Eternal Paradise Sect. Some are extremely devout and come to church every day to pray and practice. However, the Zashiki-warashi have noticed that some of the followers who used to come every day suddenly stop coming, as if they've suddenly discovered that the sect is a scam. They never show up again, and they're all very cute and beautiful people."

"Could they have been murdered? But if that's all, we can't conclude it was a demon or evil spirit. It could be a cult killing people or turning those women into flannel balls or something like that. If it's not something from the other world, it's not for us to interfere."

Kotoko said.

"Do you have more specific and detailed information?"

"That's all we've found so far, because it's enough to write a poster."

The Zashiki-warashi smiled awkwardly and said, "If Lord Ou and Lady Princess want, I can go ask that Zashiki-warashi again and see if I can get more information."

"There's no need to bother you. If he's a cult member of the surface world, we can't intervene. If he's truly a demon from the inner world, you Zashiki-warashi don't have the extra fighting power. Don't take the risk. I'll let a more powerful demon investigate."

Kotoko looked at Zashiki-warashi seriously. She was the strange god of wisdom and shrine maiden of monsters and ghosts, and their head patriarch. She couldn't let them take risks.

Kotoko estimated that based on their fighting ability and the fact that they looked like fools who were easily converted, Hippo Taro and Jiro would be the most suitable ones to conduct the infiltration investigation. Even if they were discovered, they would be able to escape even if they had high health.

"Yes, Princess."

"But I'm still very grateful to you. Your information is very valuable and has been a great help to my work."

Kotoko put away her serious expression and turned back into the gentle and playful Kotoko.

"I will work harder from now on! I will try my best to repay Lord Ou and the Princess for their help!"

Zashiki-warashi said excitedly.

Qinzi pulled Ouyang Xuan into the supernatural club's office. Since they were already there and had been standing at the door for so long, how could they not come in and take a look?

"No, I can't just sit there and wait for death. I can get more information and help the princess better. However, the princess said it's too dangerous for me to go alone. Zashiki-warashi don't have much fighting power."

Zashiki-warashi was distressed at the door. She wanted to help Kotoko, but her fighting ability was not good enough. She could only rely on her fellow Zashiki-warashi to obtain information.

"We'll just go again tonight and get more intelligence. Well, as long as we don't get discovered, we'll go quietly. After getting the last intelligence, we'll tell our tribe members to be careful, so that they don't get hurt by mistake when Lord Ou comes down to earth to punish the wicked."

Zashiki-warashi plans to go to the headquarters of the Eternal Paradise Cult again tonight. This is the last time. He can do his best to help Kotoko, stop as Kotoko instructed after he is done, and remind his fellow tribesmen to pay attention to safety. This is killing three birds with one stone.

Although the name of the Supernatural Club sounds strange and does not seem like a place between the sun and the sky, it is just an ordinary high school club after all. It is not like the otherworldly world like the Magic Workshop, where there are skinned skeletons hanging in the room, various eyes and strange formaldehyde, dim lights and strange costumes.

This is just an ordinary classroom. Hanging on the wall are the success stories of the club's activities. The posters outside are brief versions, and the ones inside are detailed. Looking at the dense text on the wall, Kotoko couldn't help but sigh that Zashiki-warashi's writing skills over the past few hundred years are indeed not weak. Originally, these were simple things she obtained by using the intelligence network between monsters, and this processing turned them into precious experience gained by the club members after going through untold hardships.

Even though the things on these posters are seriously distorted, they can still be read as a supernatural novel. At least Kotoko was fascinated by it.

“Are these genuine?”

There is also a display table in the middle of the classroom, on which are placed the spoils of the Supernatural Department's exploration of the supernatural.

"Yeah, they're all real. Zashiki-warashi must have asked everyone for them. Ouyang, look at this. This is a skeleton finger spark plug specially customized for a monster who likes to ride a bicycle. I know this monster and have handled his commissions before."

Kotoko said in surprise, pointing at a spark plug shaped like a finger bone.

"Such an important thing was actually loaned out to Zashiki-warashi for display. They have a very good relationship."

"No, that monster was killed by a truck while speeding in the mountains two months ago. His creditor sold this spark plug to pay off his debt. I remember that his creditor wanted to cash out as quickly as possible, so he only sold it for 200 yen."

26

Chapter 26 I am the incarnation of gods and Buddhas.

"200 yen?"

Ouyang Xuan was still very surprised by this number. After all, it was just a finger bone with a little magic power. How could it be less valuable than a bottle of Coke?

"To those who don't know the value of it, it looks like some kind of handicraft with a bad taste. It's normal that it's not worth much."

Kotoko said nonchalantly, "But it's worth it for Zashiki-warashi to buy this for 200 yen. If I send it back to him, I should get more money."

"Ouyang Ouyang, look, this seems to be something from your house."

Qinzi suddenly pointed at a small lion head and said in surprise.

"It's the lion head from the lion dance back home. But it's just a work of art. There's no trace of magic power on it."

"It's cute. Let me see what it is for."

Kotoko looked at the small sign next to her, which introduced the spoils of the supernatural club.

"This mysterious sacrificial implement, originating from a powerful Western nation, can summon blazing fire to burn demons and transform the wearer into a lion to dispel evil. Hanging one in your home will protect your family from invasion by evil spirits and attract the gaze of gods and Buddhas, earning them blessings."

“It’s not that exaggerated, but it does have some effect.”

Lion dancing during the Chinese New Year does have the effect of warding off evil and welcoming good fortune, and is often an important part of welcoming the gods. However, it is impossible to achieve these goals by simply hanging a small handicraft lion head at home.

"Wow~ Is this a tool that can attract gods and Buddhas? How interesting."

A sinister male voice sounded outside the door.

Ouyang Jun frowned slightly, and Qinzi's expression also became strange. Qinzi and Ouyang Jun were too familiar with this situation. When Ouyang Jun accompanied Qinzi on commissions in the past, they often encountered monsters like this that made a particularly grand appearance.

The two doors in front and behind were suddenly opened, and a group of women in white kimonos rushed in, walked to the window and pulled the curtains. Seeing that the cheap curtains in the classroom were as thin as cicada wings could not completely block the sunlight, the women brought ladders and racks, and pulled up the thick and gorgeously patterned curtains. The sunlight was completely blocked, and the whole room suddenly became dark.

Ouyang Jun took a step forward, blocking Qinzi with his arms and half of his body. Unable to figure out what this group of people were trying to do, Ouyang Jun chose to protect his lover first. Qinzi naturally enjoyed Ouyang Jun's protection and even had time to adjust her beret.

Two tall men wearing the same white kimono that looked like mourning clothes came in carrying a low sedan chair from the island country. The sedan chair swayed back and forth like a pig being carried out by its hands and feet during the New Year. Anyone who was tall enough wanted to sit in this box-like sedan chair, so they had to curl up.

"The Eternal Paradise Cult! The founder! Lord Douma has arrived!"

As the two tall men put the sedan chair on the ground, the women who came in to lay the mats all knelt on the ground. If the light source at this time was not the LED lights above their heads but rows of oil lamps and candles, the scene would have become more and more weird. Those who were less courageous would have been scared. Ouyang Xuan and Qinzi were obviously not afraid, as these two had seen a lot of messes.

"I never thought that in a place like Tokyo, where there is no respect for gods or Buddhas and no respect for etiquette, I could meet two people who are like the gods themselves. It is truly an honor for me."

The door of the sedan chair was opened, and a man with gray hair and wearing a Shinto hat walked out. Although he was tall, he was able to shrink and hide inside the sedan chair. The sedan chair placed on the ground was not even one-third of his height. It was hard to imagine how he hid in it.

"Let me introduce myself, both of you. I am Douma, the founder of the Eternal Paradise Cult."

Douma made a seemingly humble salute to Ouyang Shun and Kotoko, but Kotoko and Ouyang Shun just looked at him coldly.

Before Douma came down, Ouyang Jun had already used his magic power to test him. Although the answer given by the magic power exploration to Ouyang Jun was human, the strange and cold feeling emanating from Douma all the time made him not let down his guard.

"Your Mandarin isn't very good. Your Osaka accent is too strong. We can't understand what you're saying. Could you translate it for me?"

It was rare for Kotoko to go all out from the start.

"Be bold!"

Hearing what Qinzi said, the believers who were kneeling on the ground suddenly jumped up.

"Who allowed you to talk..."

Douma spoke slowly and steadily, but it was very effective. The followers knelt down unwillingly, but his eyes that seemed to be spitting fire looked at Ouyang Falcon and Kotoko.

"I've lived in Osaka since I was a child, so it's inevitable that I speak like an Osaka native. Please don't blame me, young lady."

"Lady, more beautiful than gods and Buddhas, your heart should naturally be as broad as the ocean."

[Ouyang, this guy is weird.]

[I noticed it too, though I can't quite put my finger on what's so strange about it.]

Whether seen with the naked eye or through Ouyang Xuan's magical exploration and spiritual vision, Douma looks so ordinary that he couldn't be more ordinary. He is like an ordinary person among the thousands of people in the morning vegetable market, whose appearance will be completely forgotten after one glance. If it were more than a hundred years ago, this head of gray hair might have attracted some attention, but in this era when hair comes in all colors, it is no longer a memorable point.

"Calling an ordinary person a god or Buddha will shorten your lifespan. Didn't you found a sect? Don't you have this kind of Buddhist common sense?"

Apart from monsters and characters from the other world, Kotoko regards herself as an ordinary person.

“Aiyah.”

Douma seemed to have heard something extraordinary, "Young lady, your head is constantly radiating a divine light that symbolizes the gods and Buddhas. Even next to this adult who looks like Bishamonten, it can't obscure the divine light on you in the slightest."

"Don't talk like I'm not a human being."

"Of course. You, this gentleman, and I are all gods and Buddhas who transcend the mortal realm. If this gentleman is Vaisravana, then you, young lady, are Manjushri Bodhisattva."

The believers kneeling on the ground did not expect that Douma would praise Kotoko and Ouyang Falcon so highly. The way they looked at Ouyang Falcon had changed. Although it was still not as religious as the way they looked at Douma, it was also like looking at the high and mighty gods and Buddhas.

"Oh, Bishamonten and Manjushri, you really think highly of us as a couple."

"Just as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, I am merely explaining the simplest and most correct truth in the world."

Kotoko narrowed her eyes slightly, and the hand she was holding with Ouyang Falcon moved twice, conveying her message to Ouyang Falcon. If Douma's previous flattery of the two was like a child bragging to an adult, then when the metaphor of Bishamonten and Manjushri Bodhisattva came out, Ouyang Falcon and Kotoko were almost certain that there was something wrong with the person in front of them.

Ouyang Xuan is a disciple of Taoism. Even though he is powerful, he still maintains the restraint of Taoism. Only a very strong or highly sensitive person can detect Ouyang Xuan, who restrains his aura on weekdays. Although Bishamonten is only described as a person with strong combat power among many Buddhist and Shinto believers in the island country, they would not casually mention a person who looks like a high school student.

Manjushri Bodhisattva is a symbol of wisdom. Kotoko is called the god of wisdom of monsters and spirits, and the shrine maiden who judges sins. Although most monsters call Kotoko the princess or the god of wisdom, some monsters who believe in Buddhism regard Kotoko as a bodhisattva who came to the world to save people from suffering.

Using combat power and wisdom to describe himself, coupled with a man who is the founder of an inexplicable religious sect, anyone in the other world can sense that something is wrong. A single incident can be explained away by coincidence, but multiple coincidences are unacceptable.

"who are you?"

Ouyang Xuan asked directly.

"Me? Hahaha."

Douma laughed, "I am the founder of the Past Paradise Sect, the incarnation of the living god, Happy Buddha, Douma."

"The incarnation of Buddha?"

"That's right, just like you, my lord, are the incarnation of Bishamonten."

Douma continued, "We are all incarnations and representatives of gods and Buddhas. We are all different from ordinary people and transcend their existence, aren't we?"

"Because I've always disliked sunlight, every time I go out, I have to ask the church members to draw the curtains and sit in a sedan chair. Tokyo isn't as cool and pleasant as Osaka. It's really hot and dry. Even in April, I'm sweating profusely."

Douma picked up a fan. The golden paint surface emitted a dazzling light even in the room illuminated by LED tubes, blocking the sunlight. This paint surface was much more dazzling than the golden paint surface of the Buddha that Bandai was proud of. It was so dazzling that people could not open their eyes, but the believers on the ground raised their heads one by one, staring at Douma and the fan in his hand, expecting Douma to perform miracles again.

"I prefer Osaka's cool and pleasant weather to the hot days. The cool breeze from the sea can calm my heart."

After fanning a few times, a biting cold wind blew into the originally stuffy room, just like standing right under the central air-conditioning outlet, making people shiver uncontrollably. Qinzi was wearing thin clothes, and Qinzi, who was originally weak, shivered all over when the wind blew.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Ouyang Xuan held Qinzi's small hand with a little force, and the warm and gentle magic power flowed from Ouyang Xuan's hand into Qinzi's body, instantly dispelling the feeling of coldness and making her whole body warm.

"With Ouyang by my side, I'm not afraid of anything. I'm super brave."

Qinzi smiled, and opened her little hand that had been curled up obediently in Ouyang Xuan's palm, interlocking her fingers with Ouyang Xuan's.

After completing this set of skills, Kotoko looked at Douma provocatively. Unlike those followers who were kneeling on the ground and shivering with cold, Kotoko and Ouyang Jun stood upright, not afraid at all of the raging cold wind and the sudden drop in temperature in the room.

As Ouyang Xuan activated his magic power, one of the great advantages of Tongtian Talisman, its extremely fast casting speed, once again proved its value. There was no need to set up an altar or perform any rituals. The magic talisman came out as soon as he raised his hand. The warm light dispelled most of the coldness that was raging in the room. This room, which was not very big, suddenly entered a state of ice and fire.

Douma smiled and fanned his iron fan. The cold wind in the room kept getting stronger until a thin layer of ice appeared on the ceiling and the floor. The believers kneeling on the ground were shivering with cold and their lips turned purple. Several weak women had already fallen down, but these situations did not affect Douma's movement of fanning at all. The smile on his face became even colder and more terrifying.

Both give people the so-called cold feeling. Ouyang Xuan's cold face is like jade. It seems cold but is actually warm and harmless. The smile on Douma's face is cold, just like liquid nitrogen. It looks harmless but is actually deadly or harmful.

No matter how hard Douma fanned the fan in his hand, the cold could only occupy half of the room. Even though his coldness attacked Ouyang Xuan like thousands of troops, it immediately disappeared into a wisp of green smoke after crossing that line.

"If you want to continue fighting me, you'd better throw your people out first. They are dying."

Ouyang Falcon said.