Chapter 54 Cause of Death? (Please read on if you have collected it!)

“Sir, although Qingqiu is my hometown, I named my ninth soul Hebei Caiyi to commemorate the Qingqiu soul imprint in my soul and the hometown in my dreams.” Bai Lingjiao sighed, “But I was indeed born and raised here since I was a child.”

"What you mean is..." Fang Zuo frowned, "When I was young, I visited Qingqiu with my master and borrowed ancient books from Qingqiu. There is no record of nine-tailed foxes leaving in pairs to come here."

"Sir, where is this place? Where was this island country before? Doesn't your sect have any records about it?" Bai Lingjiao said with a smile.

Fang Zuo was stunned and drank the tea in one gulp: "Could it be that you have been... since ancient times..."

"Your Excellency is right. After the ancient war, Qingqiu feared being held accountable, so they released many of their people to other continents to reproduce." Bai Lingjiao refilled the glass: "At that time, there was no island. After the Qingqiu people had multiplied everywhere, the world ushered in another war."

Fang Zuo nodded and understood what Bai Lingjiao meant. No wonder there are legends about the nine-tailed fox in every country now.

The land at that time was not the land today.

The other great war she was talking about tore the heaven and earth apart and turned them into what they are now.

Fang Zuo had also looked up the classics of various sects regarding this war, but they all contained a single word about it.

I don't know why, and I don't know how it ended.

I only know that the world is broken.

Only the Nanzhanbuzhou and part of the Xiniuhezhou have been protected for the most part, and the current topography is roughly the same as in ancient times.

The other continents and three thousand fairy islands were split into the current world map.

No one knows which continent Japan was broken off from and floated here.

This war between heaven and earth also caused the spiritual energy to begin to deplete, making cultivation increasingly difficult.

As mortal civilization advanced by leaps and bounds, the monks gradually retreated to the mountains.

Fang Zuo frowned, thinking that finding the nine-tailed fox would solve all his doubts.

But still no answer.

Why did that person leave behind such a precious scabbard, and how did he do it?

We can only place our hopes on the Oda family and Bai Lingjiao's letters.

"Sir, my soul is running out of energy, so I'd like to take my leave temporarily." Bai Lingjiao stood up and bowed.

Fang Zuo stood up and returned the greeting: "Take care, fellow Taoist!"

I feel quite touched. In Taoist scriptures, there are endless methods of catching and refining monsters.

But now.

This kind of big monster is becoming less and less common.

Bai Lingjiao nodded, closed her eyes, and fell into Fang Zuo's arms.

Fang Zuo hugged the soft body and slowly sat down.

"Ah, me. Why am I next to you?" Hebei Caiyi opened her eyes and woke up.

The pattern on the forehead has disappeared.

"Can I please get up?"

"Can."

"Why are you still holding my feet?"

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Sakura Kurumi, still wearing her torn uniform, took a taxi to Tokyo TV.

Her beloved Kawasaki motorcycle was damaged in the ambush.

As soon as I entered the Exorcist Police Station, a group of subordinates surrounded me.

There was a look of worry on their faces.

Yoshio Takeda came out of her office, looking apologetic.

"Master, I'm sorry. I've tried my best to take responsibility, but several councillors believe that you are the direct person in charge and insist that you resign. Here are the minutes of a recent meeting."

After saying that, he took out a piece of document and handed it to Yingsora Kurumi.

Sakura Kurumi took it with a smile.

There is no emotion in my heart.

If I hadn't had the experience of Sensō-ji Temple, I might have been very happy to receive this.

Although I lost my favorite job.

But Master Kai Xin finally doesn’t have to resign.

But now everything is different.

Looking at this kind face, I actually regarded him as my father.

Yingsora Kurumi picked up the document and the corners of her mouth curved up.

He tore the document into pieces with both hands.

"Walnut sauce?" Yoshio Takeda frowned. Why did she seem a little strange today?

"Master, I may not have to resign. I found the body and cause of death of the Fifth Day Man."

"Really?" Yoshio Takeda asked in shock.

It's not like he hadn't asked Omori Masaru to bring out the Great Brush [Shikigami: Huishi Kachobi].

The feedback we got was that there was still no clue, as if the murderer did not exist at all.

There is only one possibility, the murderer's realm is too high.

Was he actually found by Sakura Kurumi?

If this is true, then my position will be much more stable in the short term.

At least we will no longer be attacked by various political parties.

"Where is it? Take me there quickly." Yoshio Takeda's anxious expression was evident on his face.

Sakura Kurumi didn't answer immediately.

Seeing Yoshio Takeda's anxious expression, I felt neither disgusted nor happy.

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I just felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if I was trapped in a vortex.

At this time, a hand pulled her up.

It is the other person's longing for you.

At this moment, her thoughts returned to the man's arms.

We've only been apart for a short while and I'm already missing him.

What should I do? I miss him so much! I want to hang on to his body forever, and go wherever he goes.

Then a pair of strong hands grabbed my hips and held me.

These big hands gave me a full sense of security.

Thinking of this, Sakura Kurumi's face turned red.

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Shibuya, Tokyo.

In Abe-no-suzume's villa in Yoyogi Park.

Abe Noja was lying in the mobile bathtub by the balcony.

Playing with bubbles without a care in the world.

A hooded man in black appeared on a huge TV screen in the distance.

Her husband Kinnosuke Asai stood obediently next to the screen.

"Did you kill Yoshida Onodera?" the man in black said in a hoarse voice.

"So what if I killed him? So what if I didn't?"

Abe Noja lifted her straight, white long legs out of the bathtub, stretched them, and put them back into the bathtub.

"Better not, otherwise"

"Otherwise, what can you do? My brother has passed away, and now I am the only hope of the family. Can you still support another congressman?" Abe Noque sneered: "Or, can you revive my brother? Even if you can revive him, you are not afraid that I will kill him again."

"You!!" the man in black roared.

"Alright, if I say no, then no. Now that I'm in this position, I won't mess around. You guys should just stay calm and do your job. If I become the prime minister, it will naturally be good for the family."

"I won't be weak and incompetent like my brother. I will bring Onmyoji and our family to new heights."

"It would be better this way."

The screen goes off.

"How is it? Any new news?" Abe Noja stood up.

The plump and big buttocks shook violently up and down.

A pair of sturdy wineglass legs rested on the woolen carpet.

There was a burning flame in Asai Kinnosuke's eyes, but he still picked up the document: "Just got the news that the body of the fifth day man was found in the suburbs of Tokyo."

"Oh?" Abe Noja frowned, "Didn't they say he disappeared in Shinjuku?"

She raised a glass of red wine, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

The wine flowed from the corner of his mouth, slid down his slender neck, slid down his round shoulders, and flowed down his straight back.

Finally, gather at the buttocks dimple where the waist and buttocks meet.

The small dimple on the fat buttocks is particularly conspicuous.

"What was the cause of death?" Abe Noque asked suspiciously.

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