Chapter 170 The Transformed Woman
Momoki Kanonai placed her hands on Fang Zuo's muscular chest.
With the shyness of a young girl.
He was completely unaware that outside his own little world, there was nothingness.
A handsome man with blond curly hair, his eyes red and his fists clenched tightly.
Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Unable to withstand the injury caused by Abe Haruaki's claw, he was unwillingly swallowed by nothingness.
Momoki Kanonai's small body curled up in Fang Zuo's arms.
Delicate and exquisite, round and round.
Like a beautiful doll.
He slowly stroked Momoki Kanonna's smooth back.
The rough touch of the big hands made her body tremble occasionally.
"What should we do?" Momoki Kanonai drew circles on Fang's left chest with her small hands.
"What should I do?" Fang Zuo smelled the faint fragrance on her body. Although it did not have the unique hormonal smell of Sakura Sora Kurumi and Shiraishi Nagimitsu, it was also pure and refined.
"What should I do in the future? I'm in love with the man in my dream, dating, and doing this, how can I get married in the future?" Momoki Kanonai covered her face: "Do I have to dream about you every night when I sleep next to my husband?"
"Then get married here."
"Marry you? How can that be possible!" Momoki Kanonai pouted and tried to sit up straight, but a pain made her lie down again.
"Why, do you feel wronged to marry me here? Or do you still want to marry someone outside?" Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows.
"You haven't proposed yet. Besides, I don't know what to do." Momoki Kanonai shook her head: "It would be great if you could come out of the dream."
"You know what? I'm so lonely during the day, and there's no one to talk to. Sometimes I even wonder, what's the meaning of my life in this world?"
"It seems like I don't need anyone, and I'm not needed by anyone."
"Don't you need me?" Fang Zuo changed his big hand to rubbing the back of his hand, which felt even smoother.
"I can't sleep during the day and come to see you, and I often can't enter your dreams during the day." Taomu Kanonai pouted aggrievedly: "I used to talk to David occasionally, but now that the engagement is broken off, there is one less person to talk to."
"So there are so many dolls in your room, and do you talk to them?" Fang Zuo asked.
"How do you know I have so many dolls?" Momoki Kanonai raised her little face in confusion.
"Of course I know you're dreaming."
"Is that so?" Momoki Kanonai frowned.
"Of course, I not only know that you have a lot of dolls, I also know that you have a black Bible." Fang Zuo said.
"Hiss." Taomu Kanonai's body trembled and she took a breath: "That is a tampered Old Testament, which records the coming of the Dark Messiah."
"The coming of the Messiah?" Fang Zuo was stunned. Although he had never known these Western religions, he knew who this was: "Isn't that your Jesus?"
"Yes, it is the incarnation of the Almighty Lord on earth, but the Old Testament of Judaism does not recognize this. The two sides fought a war of gods thousands of years ago." Momoki Kanonai said.
"It means that everyone is vying for the title of Messiah, but no one recognizes that the other is the real Messiah. That's what it means, right?"
Momoki Kanonai couldn't help but shout, "Yes, that's what I mean."
"What do you mean? This?"
"Oh, should I tell you or not?" Momoki Kanonai shuddered again: "That's obviously not what I'm talking about."
"Then do you like it or not?"
"I like it, but I'm so tired. I can't do it anymore." Momoki Kanonai put her small hand on Fang Zuo's face and yawned, "I'm so sleepy. Why am I so sleepy even in my dreams? I don't want to sleep. If I fall asleep, it's daytime again and no one is talking to me."
"And what is the Dark Messiah?"
"It was the prophet who betrayed the New and Old Testaments, and betrayed both Judaism and Christianity." Momoki Kanonai's eyelids drooped, and she looked very tired: "It was the devil from the abyss, and it was it who tampered with this Bible."
Fang Zuo looked at the cute little Momoki Kanonai and held her horizontally in his arms.
It seems that this small world consumes a lot of souls and incense.
No wonder they are so fierce in snatching believers.
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Yoyogi Park, in the garden of Abe Nosuke's villa.
Abe Noque knelt on the ground devoutly, with his forehead pressed tightly against the ground: "Ancestor, have you completely awakened?"
Without this ancestor, I would probably either die in a mission or be given to other families as an agreed gift like Shiraishi Nagimitsu.
"Not yet." Abe Haruaki's body was covered in the blood spurted out by the disciple knight. His originally gentle and handsome face looked extremely weird and hideous.
The two fangs in his mouth were slightly pointed and could not be hidden.
He sucked the blood that was about to drip from the corner of his mouth into his mouth, and gently patted his other hand with the fan in his hand:
“I just felt that I had entered a world of incense and fire in the formation, and there were several bodies of so-called holy light.”
"If I don't come out, you are no match for them and you will die."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you and disturb your sleep," Abe Nosuke said in a low voice.
"I can't blame you. You are already proud of having three Western knights come to surround and kill you. As for my slumber, it doesn't matter. After I came out, I devoured the blood of these Western disciples, which allowed me to complete my mission earlier. It's actually a good thing." Abe Haruaki smiled faintly: "You did a great job. A woman who can do this is much better than those useless things in the Abe family. I am very relieved that the Abe family has you!"
"Hi!" Abe Noja responded excitedly.
"This Shi Gen Dragon-Slaying Formation that I learned from China is really profound and will not have much impact on my temporary awakening this time. It's a pity that I was not able to learn it completely, otherwise I would have absorbed more from the incense."
Abe Haruaki raised his right hand, feeling the surging power in his hand, looking around with his eyes, and then closed his eyes to feel himself.
"What a perfect body, too perfect, so perfect that there are almost no flaws." Abe Haruaki couldn't help but admire: "It is worthy of being a Taoist secret technique from China. It can kill several disciple knights so easily. If it can go one step further, what are those Shinto gods?"
Abe Haruaki's eyes were burning with anger, and he slowly retracted the fangs in his mouth.
"I will go back and continue to cultivate myself. It won't take much time to complete it. You should be careful. If you encounter any problems, come to me."
"Hi!" Abe Noja responded, "Your shikigami?"
"No, I don't need these shikigami anymore, I'll give them all to you." Abe Haruaki shook his head: "Only after embarking on the road did I realize that the things I used to treasure are now just some tricks."
After Abe Haruaki finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared in front of Abe Nojaku, and appeared in the underground formation.
He reopened the coffin and lay down inside with his eyes closed.
The blood and essence in his body slowly disappeared, and he returned to his snow-white hunting outfit, his face frighteningly pale.
The heavy coffin closed automatically, making a loud friction sound.
Dozens of yellow talismans that had fallen to the ground flew up by themselves and were stuck back on the coffin.
The formation slowly moved, and an invisible force pulled a wisp of incense above the Meiji Shrine and secretly entered the coffin.
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Fang Zuo couldn't stand it any longer.
After Momoki Kanonai fell asleep, she withdrew from her own little world.
Morning.
After what happened yesterday, the girls didn’t remember much about Oda Yui’s details, but they still had a fresh memory of their muscles.
Girls kept coming to the room with various excuses, staring at Fang Zuo's chest muscles under his shirt intentionally or unintentionally.
This made Fang Zuo extremely annoyed.
Some of the brave ones just grabbed it with their little hands.
I really think of myself as a gigolo in this relationship.
"What are you doing?" Momoki Kanonai walked down and shouted.
The girls left one after another, still in awe of this talented teacher who was only a year or two older than them and had won several trophies.
Fang Zuo smiled at Momoki Kanonai.
Today she changed into a teacher's uniform, with a ponytail, a white shirt and a gray skirt, and a pair of slender and smooth legs wrapped in black stockings.
Although her figure is petite, it is well-proportioned.
Due to having lived in a monastery for a long time, she didn’t know how to wear high heels, and when she stood up, her small body leaned forward slightly.
But before Fang Zuo opened his mouth to praise her, Momoki Kanonai saw that Fang Zuo was staring at her black stockings with disdain.
"Pervert." Momoki Kanonai's face turned cold and she turned and left.
Fang Zuo touched his nose and thought that he couldn't be so gentle next time for fear of breaking it. He would have to use more strength.
There was a slight drizzle in Tokyo in the morning.
A thin figure holding an umbrella and carrying a large bag hurriedly walked past Fang Zuo's field of vision.
Fang Zuo was stunned, unable to believe his eyes. He retracted his legs, stood up and walked out.
A little man in the distance is fighting against the wind and rain.
Junko Sannomiya was trying hard to point her umbrella in the direction of the wind to cover the bag and prevent the rain from wetting the bread in the bag.
Her whole body was soaked by the rain and her hair was stuck to her forehead.
The grey hollow knit sweater and floral skirt she was wearing were soaked through and stuck to her fair skin.
This outfit surprised Fang Zuo a little.
Is this still the same Sannomiya Junko who used to wear either a sweatshirt or a thick shirt, and wrapped herself tightly in wide and large myopic glasses? She was trying to take a step forward.
This was the first time Fang Zuo saw her legs.
A pair of white and plump legs, although not so slender, but well-proportioned, white and slightly fleshy.
The instep is white and smooth, and the toes are bent in a clumsy yet cute way in the transparent shoes, firmly grasping the soles.
Junko Sannomiya turned around, facing the direction of the wind, bent down slightly, and held the bag containing a large pile of bread in her arms.
Hold the umbrella firmly with both hands and keep the direction.
Suddenly, the umbrella in my hand that was fighting against the wind felt lighter.
A big hand took the umbrella from her hand, raised it up, and blocked the wind and rain.
Junko Sannomiya suddenly shuddered all over.
This scene.
It was just like that evening, when I ran around trying to sell my virginity, but was still humiliated.
The sky then was just as gloomy as it is now.
The wind and rain at that time were just like now, some of them were against us.
At that time, it was this body that blocked everything for me.
It was this pair of big hands that lifted up her little face and kissed her gently.
Is it him?
Sannomiya Junko raised her little face in surprise.
It’s not him. Junko Sannomiya was very disappointed.
"It's you, thank you, how come you are here." Sannomiya Junko hurriedly bowed slightly to thank the man who helped her time and time again.
"I work in this school." Fang Zuo said with a smile, "Why, Miss Sangong Junko's expression changed so quickly, as if she is not very happy to see me."
"No, no." Sannomiya Junko hurriedly shook her head: "It's just that I thought it was someone else at first. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm really sorry."
Sannomiya Junko said honestly and bowed deeply.
Don't deceive anyone who is good to you, treat the other person with sincerity, my mother said.
"Who is that person?" Fang Zuo said, "He must be someone very important to Miss Sannomiya Junko."
"Yes." Sangong Junzi nodded: "His name is Fang Zuo."
"Oh, I see. It's the Fang Zuo in your store's name, right?"
"Hi!" Junko Sannomiya bowed slightly again.
"He is such a lucky man. Where are you going now?" Fang Zuo asked.
"Oh, I have to deliver it quickly, otherwise I will miss the appointment." Sannomiya Junko hurriedly wanted to take the umbrella.
"Where are you taking it? Let me take it to you." Fang Zuo slightly retracted the umbrella, and Sannomiya Junko took it empty-handed.
"That's not good. It's a waste of your time."
"It's okay. I'm just here to sit around and make up the numbers in this school."
"Oh, so thank you. Please go this way, through the school, to the back door of the school."
Fang Zuo held a big umbrella and followed the steps of Sannomiya Junko.
"Strange, why don't the wind and rain seem to be getting close to us?" Sannomiya Junko looked around in surprise.
Just as I moved towards that direction, the wind and rain came from the other direction.
I changed the direction myself, and the wind and rain changed again.
But now he seems to be hiding away out of fear.
"Oh, they are afraid of me." Fang Zuo said.
"Ha, it's obviously going to clear up soon." Sannomiya Junko said, pointing to a small patch of light in the clouds in the sky.
"Really?" Fang Zuo looked and saw that the rain had indeed stopped gradually.
"Let's stop here. The rain has stopped." Sangong Junzi turned around and bowed deeply to Fang Zuo: "Let me go the rest of the way by myself. I'm really sorry to bother you."
"Okay." Fang Zuo folded up the umbrella and handed it to Sannomiya Junko: "Come on, Miss Sannomiya Junko."
"Hi!" Sangong Junzi smiled and said, "I will."
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In a manor in the suburbs of Tokyo.
Feng Dielian stood in the room, slightly bent over, facing the sofa respectfully.
"So you are now the deputy director of the Exorcist Guard Bureau." Ashiya Dosan said with his eyes closed while sitting on the sofa.
"Yes, I didn't expect that even though I was targeting Yingkong Kurumi so much, she would still want me to be her deputy." Feng Dielian nodded.
"That's great. With the promotion, it will be much easier to handle things in the future. We were planning for this position." Ashiya Dosan stood up. "Besides, since she transferred you to her side, she naturally values your ability. Also, it means that you haven't exposed your identity and aroused her suspicion."
Feng Dielian's body trembled slightly.
What does not reveal the identity, what does value ability.
Yingsora Kurumi didn't know how she humiliated herself these days.
Originally, I just wanted her to replace the photo on her phone where her thong was torn off and her limbs were spread wide open.
The result is that there are more and more photos of herself in her phone, and each one looks so exaggerated.
This damn Sakura Kurumi, she looks so cute, but how could she learn such sinister methods?
"Yes." Feng Dielian nodded respectfully.
She couldn't tell the truth. Once the Ashiya family knew that she had been exposed, she would be abandoned.
Then both himself and the only bloodline of the Shimazu family would be finished.
"Take this." Ashiya Dosan took out something as thin as a cicada's wing.
Feng Dielian took it, a mask with the appearance of a Japanese geisha depicted on it.
"The artist mask can only be used once." Ashiya Dosan said, "On special occasions, when you put it on, you will become Sakura Sora Kurumi, and you can do many things."
Ashiya Dosan smiled slightly and said, "You two are about the same size."
(End of this chapter)
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