Chapter 5 I'm scared, hold me tighter

"Of course, don't worry, we're leaving now, you can tell me what's going on on the way." Fang Zuo patted the JK girl's head: "What's your name?"

"Hi!" The beautiful girl stood up swiftly: "Ouni-san, my name is Oda Yui."

Oda Yui seemed to trust Fang Zuo very much. She pulled Fang Zuo's arm and ran outside.

There was a Lexus LS parked at the door, and Oda Yui pulled Fang Zuo into the back seat of the car.

A middle-aged male driver, wearing a mask and a driver's uniform, sat in the cab.

The entire car is clean and tidy.

"You can tell me now." Fang Zuo sat next to Oda Yui and smelled the faint milky scent on the girl.

"Hi!" Oda Yui sat up straight with a serious look.

"Don't be so restrained, just sit casually." Fang Zuo waved his hand: "If you don't call me Ounisan, you should treat me as your Ounisan."

"Hi!" Oda Yui nodded quickly and smiled embarrassedly.

Then a worried look appeared on her delicate little face.

Under her chattering mouth, Fang Zuo quickly understood what was going on.

After Mrs. Shiraishi Nagimitsu returned home, she suddenly felt an unusual tightness in her chest. She heard all kinds of strange noises in her ears, and her eyes had all kinds of hallucinations, with other images appearing from time to time.

So I didn't dare stay in my original villa in Shibuya 2-chome.

Moved to a villa in Chiyoda 4-chome.

But this feeling is still getting stronger and stronger.

After so many things happened, her sense of insecurity grew.

Her feet also began to disobey her commands.

Her hallucinations became worse.

At the last moment when she realized she could no longer control herself, she told Oda Yui to come and find Fang Zuo quickly.

It seems that Oda is not dead yet.

Fang Zuo touched his chin.

This story is getting more and more interesting.

With his own level of cultivation, even though he had not recovered, he could still see Oda's soul escaping.

It's a small island country, but it seems there are still some messy things.

"Yui-chan."

"Hi!" Oda Yui nodded habitually, sat up straight, and stuck out her tongue embarrassedly.

"What do you think of your father?" Fang Zuo asked. "I'm sorry, I'm being presumptuous, but this will help the case, so..."

"Ouni-san." Oda Yui shook her head: "I'm not very familiar with my father."

"Huh?" This surprised Fang Zuo a little.

But when I think about how she hugged her mother the first time in the basement, it became clear.

"I grew up with my grandfather in Kyoto. I seldom spent time with my father. Later, when I went to a girls' high school, I talked more with my mother." After saying this, Oda Yui's expression looked a little gloomy.

"My father was always busy with various affairs and seldom came home. I even saw my mother only a few times a year."

“They even.”

Oda Yui blushed and said in a low voice: "They have even been separated for many years."

"My mother lives in Chiyoda and my father lives in Shibuya. My mother told me that they have been separated since I was born."

Fang Zuo touched his chin. Mrs. Shiraishi Nagimitsu became a widow a little too early. "What about your grandmother?" Fang Zuo's heart moved. "My grandmother died a long time ago, and my grandfather lives alone in Kyoto."

“Are there any other people in your family?”

"No more, grandpa, dad, mom, and then there's only me."

"The Oda family is such a big family, and you are the only ones left?"

Oda Yui nodded. "What about the Shiraishi family?" Fang Zuo asked again. "I've never contacted my mother's family." Oda Yui looked confused: "I asked my mother, and she said they all passed away."

"Dead?" Fang Zuo seemed to be thinking. Chiyoda was less than ten kilometers away from Tokyo Tower. The car quickly drove to a small villa. A huge weird doll was placed at the door of the villa.

Next door to the dolls are two parking spaces.

The villa is not very big, but in a place like Tokyo where every inch of land is valuable, it is not small. Especially in Chiyoda, which is basically full of high-end apartments and there are very few small villas like this.

It can be seen that the financial resources of the Oda family are extraordinary. Fang Zuo followed Oda Yui into the villa. The courtyard was only about a dozen square meters, L-shaped, and paved with stone bricks.

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In the corner of the small courtyard, there is a neatly trimmed Podocarpus. The ground under the Podocarpus is covered with pebbles, and there is a shrine on the stones. In the shrine, there is a statue of a god with long teeth and four arms. The four arms hold different magical instruments, and a string of skulls hangs on the chest.

Fang Zuo narrowed his eyes. Interesting. As an island country where most temples are Pure Land Buddhism, it’s fine if they don’t worship Buddha statues . They should also worship ancestral tablets or divine bodies and talismans. They actually worship a statue of a god that they don’t even recognize. It doesn’t look like the European and American style, it has some Hinayana style.

The Oda councillor was holding a black Bible, and was worshipping a Hinayana deity, and was summoning the ancestor of the Oda family. Things were getting more and more interesting. "He hit me." Oda Yui shouted, "I'm back," and was about to open the door. Suddenly the door opened by itself. Shiraishi Nagimitsu, wearing a black lace nightgown that revealed her plump and white thighs, stood straight in front of the door, her limbs stiff, her eyes dull and lifeless.

"You're back." The voice was emotionless.

"Oka-san, are you okay?" Oda Yui was about to hug her mother, but was stopped by Fang Zuo and pushed behind her. "Mr. Oda, do you hate your wife so much?" Fang Zuo said with a smile. Shiraishi Nagimitsu showed a struggling expression on his face and roared: "It's you again, Fujino, who are you?"

"You have no right to ask who I am." Fang Zuo shook his head: "Can you contact it?"

Pointing to the statue in the shrine. "If you can get in touch with it, let it talk to me."

"If not, you can die now."

Shiraishi Nagi roared and ran into the villa. "Don't come in." Fang Zuo told Oda Yui and followed him in. A samurai sword came down with a blade wind. Fang Zuo snapped his fingers. Shiraishi Nagi stood still with the samurai sword in his hand. "You are not from here." Shiraishi Nagi's eyes turned black again, gradually becoming two black holes: "Who are you?"

"Oh? We can actually get in touch." Fang Zuo was a little surprised, then shook his head: "No, you are not it, you are just a trace of its divine thought left in Oda's soul."

"Forget it, such a weak divine consciousness has no information to capture, just annihilate it." Fang Zuo sat on the sofa and touched his chin. A golden light hit Shiraishi Nagimitsu's body as instructed. A wisp of black smoke flew out of Shiraishi Nagimitsu's body in a hurry and flew towards Oda Yui who was hiding at the door and peeking. "Ah! Onii-san." Oda Yui screamed in fear. "You didn't even let your own daughter go." Fang Zuo sneered: "This kind of ghost is not qualified to be reincarnated."

"The furnace of heaven and earth, refining as fast as the law commands"

Fang Zuo opened his mouth and swallowed a fruit. Hmm? The spiritual power of this thing is much higher than that of the Sixth Heavenly Demon of Oda. It seems to be a little bit unusual. "Fujiano-kun." A voluptuous and plump body threw into Fang Zuo's arms and hugged him tightly: "I thought I was going to die."

A huge pair of soft hits the upper left arm.

Fang Zuo was stunned. Shiraishi Nagi laid her head on Fang Zuo's chest, shaking all over. She cried softly, "Hold me, please. I'm scared."

This is what you asked for. Fang Zuo hugged Shiraishi Nagimitsu with his backhand. Her body in the nightgown was smooth and plump. It was just like hugging a bunch of soft cotton. You couldn't even feel the presence of bones. It made people want to hug her like crazy. What a stunner. "Hold tighter." Shiraishi Nagimitsu let out a long breath. Her trembling body calmed down a lot. "Oh my goodness." Suddenly his right arm was also hugged. "I'm scared too." Oda Yui's face turned pale. For a moment, Fang Zuo's nose was filled with the strong scent of a coquettish mature woman, and a hint of milk.

The women of this island country really admire strong men and do not restrain their emotions.

Fang Zuo suddenly remembered that Taoists also had the magical power of four arms.

Or you can find some time to practice on your own.

Before Fang Zuo could enjoy the moment, his cell phone rang. Fang Zuo could only move one arm with difficulty to take it out. It was that unlucky woman again. Yingkong Kurumi. "Hey, Fujino, where have you been? Something big happened. Come back quickly."

Yingkong Kurumi said hastily, "As your superior, I order you to do this."

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