Chapter 201 Feng Shui Battle
The beautiful woman from the spiritual sect who always wore red clothes changed into a green long dress with lace sewn on the chest today.
The two black lace sleeves were connected to the waist of the green skirt, which made her look a little younger.
She saw Yingsora Kurumi coming and smiled and nodded.
Yingsora Kurumi had met her several times and was quite familiar with her, so she nodded slightly in return.
The other old man was also an acquaintance of Sakura Kurumi. The last time Sakura Kurumi was framed, he came with the cabinet ministers and it was he who did the appraisal.
He was also very envious of the pendant-style divine tool on Sakura Sora Kurumi's ear.
Seeing Yingkong Kurumi walk in, his eyes were fixed on Yingkong Kurumi's little ears.
Swallowing saliva.
If Sakura Kurumi didn't know what he was looking at, she would have taken out handcuffs and handcuffed this old pervert.
There were three people standing together opposite, two of them were members of this session of the Lingyi Society.
But the first person to speak was the old man standing in the middle, wearing Chinese Taoist robes and holding a Chinese whisk.
"You are here, Sakura Sora Kurumi, the goddess of Shintoism." The old man dressed as a Chinese Taoist priest smiled slightly, with a quite immortal look.
Yingkong Kurumi keenly felt that the old man's words sounded familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where.
Judging from the positions of the three people and the order in which they spoke, the two members of the Lingyi Council actually focused on the old man in Taoist robes.
This surprised Sakura Kurumi very much.
You should know that the Spiritual Dissent Society is already the highest organization outside the law.
Although they mostly participate in legislation and have relatively little real power, they are indeed one of the highest forces in Japan.
And they were unable to speak and were waiting for the old Taoist priest to speak, which showed that the old Taoist priest's status was more noble than theirs.
Yingkong Kurumi became interested in the identity of this old Taoist priest.
"No matter who you are, it doesn't matter, Yingkong Kurumi. As long as you have the blood of the ancient clan, you are our child." The old man dressed as a Taoist priest spoke with charming power and a light flashed in his eyes.
Yingkong Kurumi immediately felt like she was being spied on, just like when she first met Fang Zuo.
The spirit tool of the shikigami [Kaguya Touma] on her ear instantly emitted an urgent golden light, while continuously dripping golden light.
From the mark of heaven and earth planted by Fang Zuo in Yingkong Huwalnut's soul, a huge amount of incense was gathered and input into [Kaguya Touma].
[Kaguya Touma] is a small space in a Japanese wooden house.
The beautiful woman in kimono, with a serious look on her face, was converting a huge amount of incense into spiritual power, which she then input into the spiritual tool of [Kaguya Touma].
A force of light and the five elements took the initiative to protect Yingkong Kurumi's entire body.
Sakura Kurumi's police uniform was faintly flickering with five colors of light, making her little face look even more beautiful.
The golden tassels on her ears add a holy glow to her little face.
"Hmm?" The old Taoist priest was trying in vain and suddenly showed an interested expression on the pendant on Yingkong Kurumi's ear.
"Are you challenging the authority of the law, old man?" Yingkong Kurumi sneered, and her small hand reached out from the gun bag behind her waist. She held the purple rhinestone-studded 'Pavna Witness' in her right hand, and held the gun handle with her left hand, pointing the black muzzle at the old Taoist priest.
The little head tilted slightly, staring at the crosshairs, and locked onto the old Taoist priest in front of him with his spiritual power.
"The chief of the Yingkong Walnut Hall is one of us. He is just checking whether you have the blood of the ancient clan." The beautiful woman in the green lace dress said hurriedly.
"As a disciplined force, only the legal department is our own." Sakura Kurumi shook her head: "I can classify his behavior as sexual harassment and arrest him. You actually dared to harass the director of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department, old man, you are quite courageous."
"Don't be nervous, Yingkong Kurumi Hall Master. Although you stopped me from spying, but, if this kind of person is not a descendant of the ancient clan, who else is he?" The old Taoist smiled indifferently: "We are one family, kid."
Our own people? Who are your own people?
I'm married, Yingkong Kurumi sneered in her heart.
My man says: Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog.
He had no good feelings towards this old Taoist priest who was snooping on him casually.
Sakura Kurumi listened to him speaking Japanese with a strange accent and immediately realized why it sounded so familiar.
This accent is not from Kyushu, Kansai, or Kanto, and it is certainly not from Tokyo.
My man is just like him, with a slight accent that you can't tell if you don't listen carefully.
Is he Chinese? Yingkong Kurumi looked at the old man with sharp and careful eyes.
no.
He lacked the unique Chinese temperament that is characteristic of men.
Still Japanese.
and.
Years of handling cases have made her observation skills extremely sharp.
After knowing Fang Zuo's identity, Yingsora Kurumi often studied Chinese culture and Chinese in the office.
Especially Taoism, a native religion from China, a sect of men itself.
Sakura Kurumi's eyes followed the crosshairs of the pistol, and in a short moment she discovered that there was something different about this Chinese Taoist robe.
His cuffs and hems were embroidered with chrysanthemums.
There are white chrysanthemums embroidered on the cuffs.
The hem of her clothes was embroidered with yellow chrysanthemums.
This is different from the Chinese Taoist robe.
But it should have something to do with China. Yingsora Kurumi looked at the old man who was still looking at her with a smile, and slowly put away the pistol.
"That's right. You have reached this position and passed our observation. You should feel honored, Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall Master." The old Taoist stroked his white beard and said, "Even your master Takeda Taifu didn't know of our existence. In the history of Japan, in the past thousand years, you are the second person at your age who knows about the existence of our organization."
The old Taoist priest showed off his vast history with a slightly proud look on his face.
The youngest director of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard Agency, who was waiting opposite him, showed a look of surprise, then bowed down in worship.
"Do you want me to ask you who was the first one, old man? I hope you can keep it short and don't make me guess." Yingkong Kurumi shook the muzzle of her gun impatiently: "Tonight is special. There are a lot of cases. My subordinates are all at work. As your boss, I can't be here to guess with you. My time is precious."
Yingkong Kurumi lowered the muzzle of the pistol: "If you're still holding it in, just hold it in. I don't have time to play with you."
The old Taoist priest with white beard looked a little dazed. This hall was exactly different from what he had imagined.
As beautiful and young as the rumors said, but this side... "Young people nowadays are really impetuous." The old Taoist with white beard waved his whisk and smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, my name is Haneda Michihiro."
"The first person who knew us at your age was the so-called No. 1 Onmyoji in Japan, Abe Haruaki." Haneda Michihiro continued with a slightly serious expression: "We belong to the Jiujiu Sect, the oldest organization in Japan. As for the reason why we asked you to come here, it's because someone disturbed Japan's thousand-year-old Feng Shui formation."
"Feng Shui formation?" Yingkong Kurumi slowly put away the gun and put it into the holster on his waist: "In Tokyo?"
"Yes." Haneda Michihiro nodded: "This Feng Shui formation has a history of thousands of years. It suppressed Taira Masakado, the greatest vengeful spirit in Japan, underground in Tokyo, and used his soul to nourish a dragon vein under our Japanese island. Now that the Feng Shui formation has been destroyed, Taira Masakado's tomb will also be opened."
"Isn't this easy to do?" Yingkong Kurumi frowned, "Since you claim to be a thousand-year-old organization, and you know about this Feng Shui formation, and you also know where Taira no Masakado's vengeful spirit is, why don't you make amends?"
"It's not that simple. Yingkong Kurumi Hall is inviting you to come and take a look." Haneda Michihiro swung his whisk, made a hand gesture and pointed, and a water curtain appeared in the middle.
Yingsora Kurumi looked at the water curtain with a little caution.
The water curtain changed and a map appeared.
Yingkong Hutao has been on duty for so many years that she is very familiar with this map and can almost recite it by heart.
Tokyo map.
Michihiro Haneda looked carefully at Sakurazora Kurumi's expression.
The young director of the Security Department was not surprised at all when he saw that he used this water curtain technique.
It seems somewhat commonplace.
I couldn't help but nod repeatedly. It seems that he really has the blood of an ancient clan. No wonder he is so naturally arrogant.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little more favorable towards Sakura Sora Kurumi.
In Sakura Kurumi's eyes, there is nothing she hasn't seen from her man, and to her, this kind of thing is no different from performing magic.
Michihiro Haneda stepped forward, pointed with his whisk and said, "When Taira Masakado was in chaos, he led tens of thousands of ghost soldiers and dominated the Japanese island at that time. After being defeated, he was divided into seven parts by the predecessors of the organization and suppressed in seven locations in Tokyo in the manner of the Big Dipper."
"His head, body, limbs and armor were buried separately. Based on this, the Beidou Zhenwu formation was built. His soul was used to nourish the dragon head of the dragon vein of the Japanese island, which is now Tokyo."
"It is because of this formation that Tokyo's Feng Shui flourished and became the world's leading international city."
"Six hundred years ago, the Beidou Zhenwu formation weakened. At our suggestion, the then incense authority, the Tokugawa shogunate, built seven temples at these seven centers of the formation."
"After another three hundred years, the formation weakened again. The then-powerful emperor Meiji, under our advice, built five mausoleum shrines in Tokyo to enshrine the souls of all the Japanese heroes who died in the war and used their death energy to form a feng shui formation."
"Four of the cemetery shrines are connected into a quadrilateral, with the middle point forming a cross inside the quadrilateral. The powerful magic circle formed by these five cemeteries is like a huge talisman, covering the Big Dipper and forming a dragon-locking talisman barrier."
"The shrine in the middle is the Yasukuni Shrine."
Haneda Michihiro pointed his whisk and continued, "A hundred years ago, the hexagram showed that the sleeping ancestral dragon vein in the neighboring Shenzhou had awakened, causing all the dragons to bow their heads and offer their dragon energy. This vein under the Japanese island is no exception."
"After we failed several times in fighting the other side's Feng Shui, we were unable to stop the Ancestral Dragon from rising next door. We could only use the Great Yin-Yang Tai Chi Formation to lock the dragon energy of the Japanese islands and prevent it from leaking out."
"So, with the Yin-Yang formation, Tokyo has prospered for nearly a hundred years. Even the powerful America in the West cannot suppress it."
Michihiro Haneda looked somewhat smug and waved his whisk again.
"This is a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram. The two ends of the Tai Chi diagram just happen to cut off the beginning and end of the Big Dipper."
The water curtain began to glow blue, and a map appeared.
This picture of Sakura Sora Kurumi is even more familiar.
Not only Sakura Sora Kurumi is familiar with it, but every Tokyo resident is extremely familiar with it.
Japan's Yamanote Line, a subway loop line that runs through the core of Tokyo.
This tram line, operated by JR East, is 34.5 kilometers long and connects 30 stations, 24 of which are transfer stations.
It can be said that this subway line is the heart of Tokyo. It connects Tokyo’s most core business districts, and each of its stations is located near Tokyo’s most prosperous areas.
The exit of each station is where housing and shop prices are the highest in Tokyo.
Those who buy property here are all upper-class people in Tokyo.
But all the people in Tokyo who sit on the subway every day don’t even know that this is actually a Feng Shui formation.
After seeing this, Sakura Kurumi was somewhat surprised and began to pay some attention to this oldest organization in Japan mentioned by Haneda Michihiro.
It’s incredible that an organization has done so many things in Japan over thousands of years.
Michihiro Haneda has been observing Sakurazora Kurumi's expression.
Seeing that there was finally a hint of shock on her little face, he nodded with satisfaction.
The whisk was waved again.
Water curtain changes.
In the Yamanote Line loop, there is a "central line" running through the east and west, and this central line is exactly a horizontal S shape.
"This central line follows the two 'fish' lines of the big yin and yang. The yang side of the fish eye is where the royal family is, and the yin side of the fish eye is Shinjuku, the most chaotic place in Tokyo."
Haneda Michihiro said this with an angry look on his face: "But recently, the Yasukuni Shrine collapsed for some unknown reason. Although the government quickly rebuilt it, all the heroic spirits were annihilated, leaving the dragon-locking talisman formation without a core."
"This incompetent government can't even look after a shrine." Haneda Michihiro showed an angry expression on his face: "These damn island natives, without the blood of our ancient tribe, they can't be trusted, what a bunch of bastards."
The last few words are in Chinese.
Yingsora Kurumi has been studying Chinese lately and just happened to know what it means.
Seeing Michihiro Haneda's angry expression, his beard was crooked, her little face had a strange expression, and she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
It seems that this Yasukuni Shrine was destroyed by her own man with a slap.
At that time, it was said that a group of evil spirits looked disgusting. "Although the Yasukuni Shrine has lost its heroic spirits and the eye of the formation has failed, it is not enough to destroy the three Feng Shui formations. We have not found the one that really destroyed the Feng Shui formations." Haneda Michihiro sighed: "Tokyo is too big. Countless buildings have been built over the past few hundred years, which makes the flow of Feng Shui very hidden. It seems that the other party understands the general trend of Feng Shui very well, and it is definitely not overnight, but after a long period of exploration."
"The murderer is very well hidden. We can't tell his target for a while."
"This destruction is hidden throughout Tokyo. We asked Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall to come here because we want you to provide help. When we do the feng shui, we need the Tokyo Exorcist Guard to provide various construction materials and evacuate the people."
"Also, we must find out which of the seven people had General Ping's tomb destroyed. Otherwise, if General Ping's vengeful spirit escapes completely, it will be a big trouble."
"Two of the three great vengeful spirits in Tokyo are sealed in the four northern islands. If they escape to the four northern islands and the seals are unlocked, a lot of trouble will arise."
Sakura Kurumi nodded: "If it's just these two things, this matter concerning the people of Tokyo is my responsibility, I can provide help."
Haneda Michihiro waved his whisk and nodded with satisfaction: "That's great, Sakura Kurumi Hall Chief, although I haven't confirmed your bloodline, but you are far more outstanding than these damn island natives. I believe that one day I will meet you in the 'ancestral land'."
Yingsora Kurumi rolled her eyes in her heart and forced a smile to deal with it.
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Inside Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa.
“Pah.”
Shiraishi Nagimitsu slapped the white buttocks of Shiraishi Mei next to her red thong.
While creating ripples, a small red palm print was left behind.
"Shiraishi Mei, listen to what you are saying? Do you believe it? Do you think I'm a fool? Are you sending me away just like that?" Shiraishi Nagiko sneered, "What do you mean you were lost in the jungle of America? Why don't you say you were lost in the Jurassic?"
"Shiraishi Mei, I advise you to tell the truth, otherwise, get out of here tomorrow."
"Oh, sister, my dear sister, please believe it, okay? I have my own difficulties and I can't tell you." Shiraishi Mei put her head into Shiraishi Nagimitsu's huge thing and said coquettishly.
"Stop, stop, stop." Shiraishi Nagi pushed Shiraishi Mei away, looked at her sister in confusion and said, "Are you joining some drug trafficking organization like the mafia? I am warning you, Shiraishi Mei."
"No, really not." Shiraishi Mei raised her hand and swore: "If I join some underworld organization, let me become an A cup."
Just after she swore, Shiraishi Mei was cunningly trying to stuff her head into Shiraishi Nagimitsu's pair of huge things. She gestured with her small hands, "Sister, how come yours are bigger again, and even firmer than when I left? Do you have some secret recipe? To be honest, I used to be afraid that you would sag a lot as you got older, but now I'm not worried anymore."
"There is no secret recipe. There is also Shiraishi Mei. I warn you, don't get into these things in the future. They belong to my man now, and you have no share." Shiraishi Nagiko sneered, "If you don't want to tell me, I won't force you. Don't call me sister in the future. I can't bear it."
After saying that, Shiraishi Nagi kicked Shiraishi Mei off the bed and said, "Go sleep with Yui, this bed is not for you."
Shiraishi Mei cried out "Ouch!" and rolled under the bed. She stood up, made a face at Shiraishi Nagimitsu, and turned to walk out.
The moment he turned around, his expression became extremely cold.
She has learned over the years that there are too many terrifying things in this world.
I have also seen a lot of things that I have never heard of before.
After returning home, I saw my sister and Yui being bewitched by an inexplicable man.
This made her doubts grow deeper.
Is there something wrong with that man?
My sister has reached this position now. With her status, her looks, and her figure, too many people are coveting her.
She had heard it even though she was on the other side of the world.
This is also the reason why I came back.
A murderous aura rose in Shiraishi Mei's heart.
Anyone who wants to touch Shiraishi Nagimitsu has to walk over Shiraishi Mei's body.
As for the man who has my sister and Yui so obsessed, you'd better not have any problems.
Shiraishi Mei sneered.
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In an abandoned shrine in the suburbs of Tokyo.
There is no one living nearby.
People who come here for running or adventure often get lost.
Then he appeared at the foot of the mountain inexplicably.
A woman with extremely long legs and wearing a military uniform was crawling in front of an old incense burner.
The incense burner was lit, and black mist slowly rose up.
Then, a pair of red eyes appeared in the black fog, flashing continuously.
"So it was successful?" The red eyes made a dull sound.
"Yes, Your Majesty." The woman nodded and said, "The seal on Taira no Masakado's vengeful spirit has been loosened. I believe he will be able to escape soon."
"Well done. You have lived up to my expectations of you. Now, let's start the next plan." The red eyes flashed violently.
(End of this chapter)
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