Chapter 44 Onmyoji App?

The bald old man took it, looked at it, nodded and said, "Yes, does the guest have any clues to provide?"

"No." Fang Zuo spat out some grape seeds.

"Soga, that guest is here."

"Let me find out what kind of business you have here."

The bald old man looked a little strange.

The Onmyoji family and the demon tribe are well aware of the rules of these underground transactions.

This is the underground world they participate in every day.

But it sounds like this young man doesn't seem to understand much.

So where did he come from? Could he be a member of the demon tribe trapped in the four northern islands? "Private Marseille, which family is the guest from?" The bald old man smiled apologetically.

Fang Zuo snorted coldly.

The huge spiritual pressure almost made the bald old man kneel down.

"Please forgive me, sir. I have overstepped my authority." The bald old man said hurriedly.

The mental power is so strong.

It seems that they really are the demon tribe from the four northern islands.

Could it be that they have all broken the seal and come out?

The bald old man wiped the sweat from his head.

He began to explain slowly and calmly.

After a while.

After listening to the old man's detailed explanation, Fang Zuo mostly understood the mechanism behind it.

It is no different from the markets opened by monks in various parts of China.

Hidden among ordinary people.

The only difference is that the towns and cities in Shenzhou are generally divided into factions and occupied by major famous mountain temples.

The underground transactions here are monopolized by only one company, which has branches in every major city.

There is a mysterious boss behind it.

"Bring me the catalog of your trading items and the registered bounties." Fang Zuo was a little curious about what materials were here.

"Hi! Guest, please download an APP." The bald old man said with a smile.

"Huh?" Fang Zuo was stunned, thinking that he was a bit of a bumpkin.

Fang Zuo picked up the phone and downloaded the APP according to the slightly obscure directory.

The name of the app consists of two numbers, 91.

Flipping through the APP page that ordinary people cannot see, Fang Zuo shook his head.

A vast and complex underground world.

But the materials section is a mess.

Whether it is a bounty posted or an item for purchase.

They are all garbage materials that cannot be more garbage.

As expected, there are no useful treasures on this small island.

As for other acquired materials, they are nothing more than demon blood, demon corpses, ghosts, and the like.

With Fang Zuo's level of attainment, he couldn't afford to care about these things.

The next row of categories is the live column.

There are items for sale and reward.

They are demon bodies, shikigami, and ghosts that are produced through various experiments.

Fang Zuo saw a picture of a familiar pair of figures in an inconspicuous corner of the app's reward column.

The bounty is for the beautiful cat-girl sisters.

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It was indeed the cat-girl sisters, but they were very different from now.

The dim light and simple laboratory are filled with various utensils and instruments.

The two sisters did not wear maid outfits, but blue Sukushi underwear.

Both of them had metal chains tied around their necks and were locked in a large metal cage, back to back.

A small cat bowl was placed in front of the cage.

The two sisters lowered their heads with sad expressions, their pink cat ears drooped, and their cat tails were tied together.

Their bodies and faces were covered in black dirt, and their faces and bodies were so thin that they looked unrecognizable.

Even the cat girl's younger sister, Xiaohuajiang, whose originally heavy breasts were now as thin as two shriveled flour bags.

The cat girl's big, plump butt was so thin that a layer of skin drooped down.

Not at all as plump as in Tokyo.

The reward offered was also very low, about 2 million yen, not even enough to buy a car.

Fang Zuo looked on expressionlessly.

The intelligence was written very sloppily.

[Two sisters, twins, 18 years old, virgin]

[A failed experimental subject that escaped from the laboratory in Kagoshima, Kyushu. 】

[Cultivated in test tubes, raised in cages, short lifespan. 】

[He has some cat demon blood and a little fox blood in his body. 】

[The purpose of the experiment is to serve those upper-class men. ]

[In the column of their attributes, it actually says they are pets. ]

[The last column says it doesn’t matter whether the person lives or dies, but the blood must be fresh.]

No wonder the reward is so low.

Contact Address:

Kyushu Kagoshima Sanshu Mutual Aid Association Hospital.

Fang Zuo sneered, got angry, and wrote down the address.

Given how careless these cat-girl sisters are, they will probably be discovered sooner or later.

If he hadn't met me, I don't know how miserable his ending would have been.

As for the low lifespan, it is nothing more than the damage of the seven souls. It is easy to restore the lifespan with Fang Zuo's methods.

Fang Zuo continued reading.

The bottom column is about various types of human trafficking.

Various conditions are indicated, such as diseases, blood type, family members, voluntary status, etc.

There are even people from other countries, most of whom are illegal immigrants.

Fang Zuo sneered.

I don't believe that the people at the top of the Japanese government don't know about this.

It seems that this government has compromised to the point where it has no bottom line.

"Will you accept the demon blood?" Fang Zuo asked after closing the app.

The materials here are of no use to me, but I can keep them and read them from time to time to gain some information.

"Private Marseille, the guests are like this, if there is blood of a big demon, we will collect it." The bald old man said respectfully: "But a small demon. Hehe"

The bald old man laughed dryly, looked at Fang Zuo's face, and continued: "As for the little demon's blood, we can also help customers sell it on the APP."

Then he added: "I can help you waive the fees you need to pay when you post messages. There is no additional handling fee."

Fang threw his left hand.

A huge clot of blood floated in the air.

The living room of this executive suite is filled to the brim.

The bald old man stretched out his hand with a smile and got a drop of it.

Put it in your mouth and suck it.

In an instant, the demonic power in his body surged, and a wave of heat rushed straight to his head.

The bald old man stood in a horse stance and tore off his patterned shirt.

A black hole in the shriveled chest.

The black heart inside is connected to dense blood vessels, and it is throbbing.

The heart emitted black light with all its strength, which suppressed the heat wave in the body.

"This, this." The bald old man's face turned pale and his voice trembled with shock.

He swallowed hard, pointed at the large ball of blood and said tremblingly: "Private Marseille, guest, this is the blood of the fifth celestial being, Hokibo."

Fang Zuo nodded: "You didn't admit your mistake, why? You don't dare to accept it?"

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"Take it. Of course I dare not. The customer is joking." After the bald old man calmed down, he was filled with ecstasy.

The blood of the fifth celestial being, Hokibo, is a rare great demon in the past few decades.

Although it is not as good as the demon pill and demon soul, it is much better than the demon corpse.

If this thing is released, I'm afraid all the demons and Onmyojis in Japan will go crazy to buy it.

Although the celestial beings and some demon tribes will exert pressure, their master is not a simple existence either.

What's more, I was just trading according to industry rules and I was not the murderer.

"What materials does the customer need to exchange?" The bald old man swallowed.

"US dollars, or a piece of news." Fang Zuo said.

"Ah?" The bald old man was even more shocked than before, his face turned dumbfounded.

I've never seen anyone asking for money.

Which of them is short of money?

Never heard of it.

Also, what kind of news is worth exchanging for such a heavy thing? Sakura Kurumi rode a Kawasaki motorcycle and wandered around the gate of Sensoji Temple.

I have already cycled around Sensō-ji Temple twice.

She felt very sorry for coming here for help again and disturbing the practice of the brothers in Sensō-ji Temple.

But if not, the master will resign.

The scene of Takeda Taifu comforting her appeared in her mind.

The man she admired patted her head and said, "I'll resign and take the responsibility. You're still young."

Some are like father.

A big mountain.

Sakura Kurumi parked the Kawasaki motorcycle in the parking lot behind Sensō-ji Temple.

His expression was determined.

No matter what, just go on your own and don’t let the master leave.

Yingsora Kurumi walked into the inner courtyard and saw a black BMW X5 parked against the wall of the inner courtyard.

Hmm? Isn't this BMW X5 Master's car? Master also came to Sensoji Temple?

Yingsora Kurumi took out her cell phone and sent a message to her master: Private Marseille, Master, I have a progress report on the case, where are you?

Takeda Taifu: I'm in a meeting at the National Police Agency. Please email me if you have any questions.

Police Department? Yingkong Kurumi was stunned, feeling somewhat doubtful.

[Shikigami: Kaguya Touma]

The earrings light up.

Endless expansion of perception.

The world became quiet.

Two familiar voices entered Sakura Kurumi's ears.

Yoshio Takeda and Omori of Sensō-ji Temple were in the attic of the inner garden.

"Master, this case doesn't seem to be so easy to close. It won't be so easy for us to track down someone who can easily kill a fifth-day person."

"Let the government worry about such trivial matters. We will proceed with our plan."

"Hey! But the Abe family won't let me go. If we can't even find the body and the cause of death this time, Abe Nosuke will definitely launch an impeachment and force me to step down. The Abe family has been eyeing this position for a long time."

"How do you want us to help you?"

"I hope that the master can use his connections at Sensō-ji Temple to persuade other council members to keep my position and let Sakura Kurumi take the blame and resign."

In an instant.

Sakura Kurumi's mind went blank.

It felt like the sky was falling.

This kind of perception blessing would not last long.

With his mind shaken, his spiritual power was exhausted and he retreated immediately.

So that's how it is.

Yingkong Kurumi felt hopeless.

I was so sad that I couldn't even cry.

He retched a few times and held onto the wall to support his body.

The only pillar of faith collapsed completely.

If the master tells it frankly, I won’t feel uncomfortable and will feel it is natural.

But why lie to yourself?

It’s fake, all fake.

Family love is fake.

Master, it’s fake.

Mage, fake.

Everything in this world is fake.

Sakura Kurumi put on her helmet in a daze, got on her motorcycle, but didn't know where to go.

Where should I go? I can't find a place to stay, and I don't have a goal.

I am just a person abandoned by this world.

You can only drive blindly on the elevated road.

Suddenly, a large van came rushing towards us.

Sakura Kurumi's pupils shrank rapidly.

He jumped up and abandoned the car, rolling to the side.

A loud bang

The van hit the Kawasaki motorcycle and sent it flying.

He was almost hit and killed by a car.

The door of the van opened, and a huge body squeezed out with difficulty.

The tall shadow covered Yingkong Kurumi who was lying on the ground.

Kumamoto Rikisaburo smiled and said, "We meet again. I said I would come to see you."

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