Chapter 348: Master Zhang's Performance

Tokyo at night.

Everything that should and should not come out is being indulged in.

The neon lights of Kabukicho in Shinjuku were dyed into blood-red spots in the rain.

In an apartment in one of the buildings.

An old man in a coat was drawing cartoons on a drawing board alone.

What's weird is.

Such dim light did not affect his vision at all.

Even weirder.

In the dozen or so comic boxes on the drawing board, more than a dozen pens are drawing at the same time.

A figure appeared silently behind him.

A white silk thread in the room was gently touched.

The old man was startled and flew upside down hanging on the ceiling.

The coat he was wearing fell off.

An arm with eight limbs exposed, covered with hairy black thorns, was nailed firmly to the ceiling.

The figure had no expression on his face.

A jet-black sword light swung over rapidly.

The old man quickly raised his four right arms to block.

But this unparalleled force instantly shattered his arm and half of his body.

Flesh and blood were torn into pieces on the ground.

Half of his body also fell from the ceiling.

"Who are you? An Onmyoji?" The old man fell in a pool of blood in fear and shouted, "I have never killed anyone. I am just a cartoonist."

"I have already filed a report at the spiritual objection meeting. Please forgive me."

But what he waited for was still a flash of black light.

Then his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

"It's none of my business. I don't read comics." Zhang Yingxian waved his hand: "I am a human, you are a monster."

He put the demon pill from the flesh and blood into his sleeve.

Then turn and leave.

The next moment.

At a sewer outlet not far from the building The compass needle between Zhang Yingxian's fingers spun wildly, and the copper-rusted [Tian Gang Fu Yao Pan] made a buzzing sound.

It seems there are quite a few monsters in there.

He made a hand gesture and wiped his eyelids. When he opened his eyes again, dark green evil spirit seeped out from the cracks between the bricks of the entire alley, like countless twisted earthworms burrowing into the underground drain.

"What kind of monsters are hiding in the sewer of such an obscene place?" He squatted down and picked up a handful of wet moss. The spiritual energy burned and a foul smell of white smoke rose. Zhang Yingxian quickly covered his mouth and nose and cursed:

"I've done such a damn thing. If I hadn't lost the Mahjong game to those idiots, how could I have ended up in the sewers of Japan?"

"It's the sewer where a bunch of 'god-waiting girls' work."

"In the previous life, I was an ox or a horse. In this life, I am a Taoist priest."

Zhang Yingxian looked at the entrance to the sewer, and after a burst of cursing, his face looked extremely ugly.

"Forget it, forget it. I can't disobey my master's orders. I'll just get dirty. Otherwise, I won't be able to meet my performance targets, and I won't even have money to play mahjong when I go back."

He held a half-broken copper coin sword between his fingers and tightened the peach wood sword on his back.

His body sank.

They drilled into the integrated sewer corridor that was used for flood and sewage discharge.

The stench of mold and the smell of obscene sewage that had been flushed for a long time was so disgusting that Zhang Yingxian cursed as he walked.

Not long ahead.

In the flood discharge pipe ahead, there were three floating corpses with sunken chests, and half a cucumber was stuck in the throat of each corpse.

They are all boys and girls.

The eyes were also gouged out.

What kind of quirk is this Japanese monster?

Zhang Yingxian rolled her eyes.

"When I catch you, I'll kill you."

“Click”

Amid the sound of sticky water, the sound of tortoise shell-like scales scraping against the concrete wall could be heard.

"Good." Zhang Yingxian shook his hand back, and the copper coin sword instantly scattered and threw out twelve copper coins, which were nailed into the wall of the tube.

Then each copper coin emitted a dazzling light.

Instantly illuminate the dark pipe in front of you.

Three green shadows suddenly emerged from the darkness inside.

The three creatures had the bodies of children but duck webbed feet. The sunken vessels on their heads were filled with smelly black water, and their shells were covered with all kinds of disgusting rubber used by Shinjuku men and women.

"Don't dirty my peach wood sword. I borrowed it with a deposit of 20,000 yuan. If you weaken the spiritual energy on it, you won't get your deposit back."

"I can only consume some spiritual energy."

“Duh!!”

Zhang Yingxian placed his hands in front of his chest, and activated the Nine Heavens Thunder Art. The golden elixir in his dantian burst out with a blazing white light.

Three lightning bolts flew out.

But when the thunder approached the three monsters, it exploded in a strange arc in the waterway.

No one knew what the black water in the vessel above the monster's head was, but it refracted the lightning into a spider web-like shape and dispersed it.

"Fuck, there's something." Zhang Yingxian frowned.

Judging from the appearance of these three things, they are definitely the kappa in the One Hundred Demons Night Parade illustrated manual.

But this weak Japanese monster was able to block his attack.

There was something wrong with the information the master gave me.

"Come again!" Zhang Yingxian shouted and turned his hand, revealing a bell in his hand.

The entire Shinjuku underground pipeline network suddenly shook.

The bells in Zhang Yingxian's hands rang, and waves of light turned into a light net that covered the retreating routes of the three kappas.

Upon seeing this, the three monsters made gurgling sounds similar to those of a clogged toilet, and their carapaces split open, spewing out black mist like humus.

The black fog spread out and tried to block the light net.

But the light net disappeared after a flash.

The three kappas instantly had ferocious expressions but did not move.

He was firmly trapped in the light net emitted by the bell.

Zhang Yingxian made a thunder gesture with his finger.

Three bolts of lightning struck them to pieces.

Just when Zhang Yingxian wanted to go forward to check.

Ripples continued to form in the sewage tank next to it.

Then the black water splashed.

A black shadow wrapped in dirty water pounced on him like lightning, and the dented plate above his head splashed out foul-smelling mucus.

Zhang Yingxian leaned back to avoid the sharp claws, and then used his backhand to shoot out another bolt of lightning to easily solve the problem.

But at this time.

More rustling sounds came from all directions.

On the criss-crossing walls of the pipes, hundreds of mutant kappas are climbing with their webbed hands, and all kinds of strange lines are floating in the plates above their heads.

Even the light emitted by the copper coin began to distort.

"I've walked into a den of demons, haven't I?" Zhang Yingxian sneered, "This little devil looks bright and beautiful on the outside, but underneath I didn't expect he's a bunch of messy brats."

"Okay, okay, in China, monsters are all protected animals. It's a rare opportunity for me to do something here."

"【The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi!"

“Give it all to me~~~~ “Die!!!”

A huge bolt of thunder fell from the night sky, amid the terrified screams of young men and women on the streets of Shinjuku.

With a loud 'bang' it hit the ground on the street.

Make a loud noise.

Then there was the sound of crushing gravel.

A bottomless pit appeared.

Several vehicles on the road were unable to avoid the pit and fell into it.

There were cries of surprise on the street, and pedestrians moved away one after another, fearing that the deep pit would continue to collapse.

In the deep pit.

Zhang Yingxian frowned as he looked at the large number of dead Kappas.

Wrong!! Very wrong!!

These guys are not ordinary guys! ! How come they are completely different from what the master said?

The few monsters I killed before were relatively normal.

But this group of Kappa is totally not at the level that the master described.

And "Wait!!"

Zhang Yingxian's eyes widened as he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

"No?"

"Don't play tricks on me!"

"Damn it, I wasted a lot of spiritual energy!!"

“This is a huge loss!!”

Zhang Yingxian hurriedly approached the pile of demon corpses that had formed into a small hill, and looked around to search.

Outside the deep pit.

A few bold yellow-haired guys on the streets of Shinjuku were walking to the edge of the deep pit and looking inside.

It was pitch black down there and I couldn't see anything.

But suddenly, a huge and furious roar came from inside. They couldn't understand it at all and it scared them so much that they quickly ran away.

"Fuck, where's the demon pill? Why is there nothing here? What the hell are these? I went down the sewer and got covered in dirt. I wasted so much energy, but it was all in vain."

It took a long time.

Zhang Yingxian had a dark face and jumped a few times, stepping on the car that had just fallen back to the ground.

He ignored the few yellow-haired Japanese guys who walked in bravely and dropped their jaws in surprise.

Staring at the compass intently.

Turn around and walk towards the next target.

Full of doubts.

There's some weird feeling that's hard to describe.

How could this happen? I was in the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department, and it would be easy for me to beat up those idiots.

In comparison.

These Kappa monsters are extremely powerful.

Still no demon pills? Zhang Yingxian took out his cell phone.

I want to open WeChat and ask the WeChat group.

After thinking about it, he put the phone back.

"Damn it, forget it!!"

"Those guys will definitely laugh at themselves."

Don't ask even if you kill yourself.

Die eggs upside down.

Next.

Inside the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.

Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuna were lying on the big bed with their backs facing each other.

Two purple, white and plump bodies were exposed.

Clothes were scattered in the corner of the big bed.

Both of them closed their eyes and pretended to be asleep.

No one dared to open their eyes first.

My heart is filled with complicated feelings.

What should I do? I have already decided not to see that man again.

But when I saw it with my own eyes, I was addicted to it again.

At their age, they are not as hungry as those beautiful women.

Not yet at the age where I can no longer completely detach from men.

But once she saw Fang Zuo appear in front of her with her own eyes, the longing that she had been suppressing could not be stopped.

Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuna are struggling fiercely in their hearts. What should they do?

I've made a mistake once, and this time it's a gang crime. Let alone facing Yingkong Kurumi, what should I say to the friend next to me? They are all accomplices . The two of them were not prepared for sleep, and when they turned over, their buttocks touched each other.

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For a moment, I couldn't pretend to walk any further.

"Oh, okay, okay, let's stop pretending and get up, get up." Hashimoto Yuna turned over and sat up.

Feng Dielian picked up the yukata next to her and put it on, then picked up her black thong and was about to lift her beautiful legs.

"Hey~~That's mine, yours is here." Hashimoto Yuna quickly picked up another black thong with hollow embroidery not far away from her and threw it over.

Feng Dielian reached out to catch it and looked down, and sure enough, it was correct.

"Can you change the color next time?" she complained, "otherwise we can't tell them apart."

"What? Are you still thinking about being together with him next time?" Hashimoto Yuna bit her lower lip, the blush on her face was thrilling.

Obviously he was thinking of the embarrassing battle situation just now.

When Fang Zuo was mentioned, Feng Dielian's face darkened instantly: "What should we do? How are we going to face Hu Tao in the future? I don't dare to think about what she will do if she finds out."

"How should I know?" Hashimoto Yuuna put the black thong on her ankles, pushed up her pair of invincible voluptuous legs, and then picked up the bathrobe and put it on.

"I promised myself that I would never see him again. But..." Hashimoto Yuna hugged a soft white pillow and buried her little face deeply in it.

Aaaaahhh!!

She yelled a few times to vent her anger, and then she raised her head again: "But when I saw him, I forgot everything again. I am really useless."

"He saved me." Feng Dielian sighed, bent her legs and put her head on her knees.

"You saved me too." Hashimoto Yuna hugged the pillow tightly.

“He gave me a new life.”

“When I was most desperate, he showed up.”

"But Walnut also saved me twice."

"Isn't it me? Same, she saved me twice."

"What should we do~~~ah?" Both of them raised their delicate faces at the same time, looked at each other and asked.

He was asking the other person, and himself at the same time. "I can't lie to myself. Every day when I go to work, I wonder if he will come to see Hu Tao." Feng Dielian blushed as she remembered something.

"So you're wearing this seductive hollow thong." Hashimoto Yuna said jokingly.

"Oh my, you're going to die!" Feng Dielian rushed over in shame and anger, pinching Hashimoto Yuna's neck: "Why didn't you tell me how tight your long legs were? You still want me to grab your ankles?"

"Okay, I was wrong. I admit it. I'm honest." Hashimoto Yuna stuck out her tongue, and waited until Feng Dielian let go of her hands before she continued, "I'll go find you guys as soon as I have a holiday. Do you think I'm really that bored and have nothing to do?"

"Just like you, I want to see him." She sighed, "It's no use saying this now. What should we do?"

"Let's take it one step at a time." Feng Dielian bit her lower lip and showed a determined look: "Anyway, my life belongs to Hu Tao. If...if she finds out and doesn't forgive me, then let her take it. What about you?"

Hashimoto Yuna was stunned. She lowered her head and a mellow smile appeared in her mind.

She hugged her beautiful legs with her arms, rested her chin on her knees, and said in a low voice: "I don't want to lie to you, I want to live, I don't want to die, I am grateful to Walnut, but I can't give her my life."

"I promised someone that I would see many more things, and I promised him that I would adopt many children who needed care. I want to live well and live for a very long time."

There was silence.

A small hand rested on her shoulder.

Hashimoto Yuina raised her head.

"I understand, I understand what you mean. Sometimes some things are more important than life. We can only take one step at a time and keep it a secret for as long as we can." Feng Dielian's eyes were extremely sincere: "Let's go, let's go find Hu Tao"

Hashimoto Yuna nodded and was about to stand up. Suddenly her beautiful eyes widened: "Hey~~ That lipstick is mine, you took the wrong one"

"Eh~~Is there?" Feng Dielian was applying lipstick and touching up her makeup, slightly surprised.

"Yes," Hashimoto Yuna picked up the one next to her and put it to her lips: "Here is yours."

"But it looks pretty good too. Let me help you fix it." She picked up the lipstick and leaned over.

"I'll help you too." Feng Dielian stretched out her hand.

The two looked at each other's lips and suddenly thought of something.

How the lipstick on each other's red lips fell off.

In an instant, the man's shadow appeared in my mind again.

I forgot to ask him when he would be back . The man who had rubbed off the lipstick on both of them was now in the VIP hall of the airport black card.

Fang Zuo took a look at the three-star little princess Li Zhenxin, then slowly closed his eyes.

The Korean Peninsula itself is not a reflection of the small world of those major religions, and a woman from a Samsung chaebol is of little use to him.

I don't need the power and destiny of that peninsula . It was that Taoist master who used the incomplete Tai Chi Four Trigrams to make the Korean flag a hundred years ago.

For this kind of Feng Shui plan that is to cook the country's destiny, it is not enough to rely on the national flag to release the destiny, there must be a carrier for cooking the destiny.

According to the magical powers of Taoism.

I believe there must be a large feng shui formation in the dragon vein or other places with strong energy on the Korean Peninsula.

I am actually interested in that formation.

After facing each other once on Mount Fuji, he always felt that they would meet each other at a certain intersection of the roads.

I guess he feels the same way.

In this case, it is necessary to take a look at the formation he has set up.

Originally, this matter was given to the guy named Song to find a place of fortune in Korea.

But according to Jin Meiting, he was also imprisoned because of that unfortunate president. I don’t know if he has been released now.

What a useless thing! ! I learned a few Taoist techniques in vain and even refined a few magic tools for him.

There was a noisy sound outside the door.

A handsome man dressed in powder stood at the door.

A group of female fans outside the door screamed and saw them off.

Keep calling Oppa.

These Japanese girls had extremely crazy expressions. They stood at the door crying and were reluctant to leave.

A group of airport security arrived immediately and dispersed them.

The man then shook his hair handsomely.

Walked in.

He saw Li Zhenxin's eyes light up.

Walked over quickly.

It seems that he feels that he is being condescending and disrespectful.

He knelt on one knee on the ground and looked straight at Li Zhenxin, showing what he thought was a handsome smile: "Ms. Li Zhenxin, I didn't expect to see you here, it's great!!"

Li Zhenxin was a little surprised when she saw Fang Zuo for the first time. Why didn't Mr. Fang take his own private plane?

But when I think about the possibility of crossing the ocean, isn’t that the same as my goal?

Just as she made a charming expression and cast a seductive look.

The man stood in front of him.

Li Zhenxin felt disgusted.

Cha Eun-woo.

A famous Korean male star today.

But being at the top of the Korean pyramid, I naturally know a lot of things.

Not only are Korean girl groups playthings of chaebols, but male celebrities are too.

This handsome Cha Eun-woo is the dream lover of many fans in Asia.

Not only was she always available at the beck and call of the female president of SK Group, the second largest financial group in South Korea, but she was also seemingly called over several times by her own brother at night.

The reason why he can enter this black card VIP room now is probably because the female tycoon bought him the plane ticket.

Li Zhenxin frowned.

"I just finished promoting in Japan and am about to go to North America. Is Miss Li Zhenxin going there too?"

Cha Eun-woo chatted with her in a flattering manner.

This three-star little princess is not only beautiful, even more beautiful than countless stars, but also has a hot body and loves fitness training very much.

The body is extremely smooth.

The front is convex and the back is curved.

If I could hook up with her, I wouldn't have to worry about money for the rest of my life.

Much better than those ugly old women Li Zhenxin didn't even look at Cha Eunwoo, she stood up with her beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings, and walked towards Fang Zuo in her blue velvet high heels.

Cha Eun-woo looked at Lee Jin-xin in surprise as she watched a strange man walk over. Her enchanting figure and steps made his eyes warm, and he quickly followed.

But what shocked him next was that this little Samsung princess, who held enormous power in Korea, was actually bending over, resting her hands on her plump black silk thighs and talking to the strange man.

Even though he didn't kneel down on one knee like me, it was enough to make me smile from ear to ear.

For a while.

Cha Eun-woo, the idol star who has been claimed by countless Asian female fans to be a good person by being a fan, looked at the man with suspicion.

Who is he?

Even the Samsung princess had to lower herself to this extent.

"Mr. Fang" Li Zhenxin rested her small hands on her thighs. Her thighs are very elastic due to years of fitness exercises.

As she leaned forward like this, a blush rose on her face.

I know very well that this angle will make it clear to the other party.

Li Zhenxin smiled and said, "What a coincidence, where are you going, Mr. Fang?"

Fang Zuo closed his eyes and ignored her.

This made Li Zhenxin feel embarrassed, and a hint of anger flashed across her face.

Although I don’t know what Mr. Fang’s background is, he is too arrogant.

"Mr. Fang?" Li Zhenxin called out again tentatively.

Still not even interested in looking at her.

Li Zhenxin slowly straightened her back and walked back while biting her lower lip.

"Miss Li" Cha Eun-woo came up quickly with a lick on his face.

“Pah.”

A slap hit him hard on the face.

"Get out." Li Zhenxin shouted angrily.

Cha Eun-woo touched his face and a ferocious expression appeared on his face, which disappeared in an instant.

Fang Zuo's heart moved and he opened his eyes and took a look.

The three yang fires of this Korean man who smells heavily of makeup are already crumbling.

The three souls are unstable and the seven spirits are in trance.

There's something unstable at the root.

Sure enough, the Taoist master's methods have been revealed.

The bad fortune of a country is first reflected in its people.

It is manifested spiritually as the word "delusion".

He doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is.

Only someone with a face like Kim Mi-jeong and good luck like Lee Jin-xin were not affected.

As for this man, it seems like there is something clinging to him.

interesting.

Fang Zuo closed his eyes again.

Don't fly on the same plane with yourself.

(End of this chapter)