Chapter 35: The big scroll opens, various forces
Inside the Tokyo TV Tower annex building.
Keiko Minamikawa lay there powerlessly, and was slightly unconscious for a while.
Just woke up.
Baka, damn it.
I kept cursing in dialect in my mind.
Her little face was blushing frighteningly.
I never thought that I could be so crazy.
…
I could only cover my mouth tightly with both hands, not daring to let any sound out.
Keiko Minamikawa struggled to get up.
…
She took off her flesh-colored stockings and black thong.
I opened the drawer and replaced two new ones of the same color.
Fortunately, there is a spare set of clothes in the office.
Minamikawa Keiko's legs and feet were so weak that she could hardly stand up.
The aftermath of extreme catharsis.
All this was done while holding onto the table.
After finishing, Keiko Minamikawa sat on the chair.
Before I knew it, I fell into a deep sleep again.
All work was forgotten.
I didn't sleep well last night, and this happened again in the afternoon.
When she opened her beautiful eyes and woke up, it was already late.
This can't go on any longer.
I didn't get any work done all afternoon.
She hesitated for a moment and dialed the number: "Hi! Private Marseille, I want to ask about someone, Hi! His name is Fujino, he is a police officer in Tokyo. Hi! Hi! Arigato!"
At this time, all major forces in Tokyo were in chaos.
In the Yoyogi Park Villa in Shibuya.
Abe Noja was lying on the bed with a frown on her face, wearing a hollow nightgown.
After getting off the plane, Hokibo disappeared.
Where did he go?
What was her purpose in coming to Tokyo? She called her nominal husband, Kinnosuke Asai.
"Don't rest, go out and deploy immediately, and mobilize all the means of the family. I want to know where Boqifang went, and why he came here!"
The main gate of Sensoji Temple in Tokyo.
A huge red lantern was glowing.
Two clay statues, the god of wind and the god of thunder, stand on both sides.
A young monk, dressed in monk's robes, did not walk through the Wind and Thunder God Gate to the Guanyin Temple deep inside like the common people.
Instead, he circled the pillar three times.
The perspective changed.
A huge circular plaza.
Several old monks were meditating in the middle of the square.
Two huge stone statues stared ferociously at the center of the square.
They are both the God of Thunder and the God of Wind, but they are several times larger than the clay sculptures.
The young monk walked to the center of the square and sat cross-legged behind the old monks, clasping his hands together:
"Hokibo, got off the plane, headed for Shinjuku, and then disappeared."
The old monk sneered, "Soga, this old dog swaggered into Tokyo, really thinking that our Sensoji Temple no longer exists."
"Hongyi, ask the Great Brush Immortal [Shikigami: Huishi Flower and Bird Brush] to find him and see what he wants to do."
"Hi!" The young monk stood up and turned to leave.
Tokyo Imperial Palace, castle tower.
The headquarters of the Tokyo Spiritual Dissent Association.
There were five chairs around a huge round table.
Four are empty.
In one of them sat a beautiful woman.
Wearing a widow's bun.
Wearing a black hip-hugging long skirt.
A handsome young man behind him lowered his head.
It was none other than the Kyoto Psychic Detective Takase Chiba.
His eyes were fixed on the beautiful woman's plump buttocks that were sticking out of the seat.
There wasn't even a trace of a thong.
Nothing on underneath.
"Go find that old dog and find out why he came here." The beautiful woman said in a soft voice.
"Hi!" Takasuke Chima nodded, but his eyes did not move.
Swallowed.
“Pah.”
The beautiful woman stood up and slapped Takasuke Chima.
"Hi, Private Masai." Takasuke Chima finally came to his senses and lowered his head hurriedly.
"Bagayaka, the clan asked you to bring out [Shikigami: Ghost King Shuten Douji], so you must hone yourself and resist its infection." The beautiful woman said calmly, "Otherwise, you are only fit to be its food."
"Hi!" Takaki Chima was sweating profusely and didn't dare to look up.
The beautiful woman's white and tender little hand gently supported Takase Chima's chin and lifted it up.
"Work hard, and when you have mastered it thoroughly, I will let you have a taste of me."
Dozens of forces in Tokyo were in turmoil.
The whole of Tokyo did not sleep that night.
Inside a dilapidated single-family house in Shinjuku.
Dim lighting.
On the huge tatami.
The cat girl sisters were sleeping on the side.
Hebei Caixiao bit her lower lip and her face turned red.
Looking at this rude yet gentle man, treating his foxtail.
She felt grateful, angry and shy.
Just treat it, why keep pinching it.
Especially when the pinch reached the base of the buttocks at the beginning, if the tail hadn't been injured, the pain would have taken up most of the touch.
At that moment, I was so scared that I might scream.
"What does he mean by fellow countryman?"
"Those words you said that I couldn't understand, were you saying my name?"
"Okay." Fang Zuo gently put down Hebei Cai's fox tail. "Tell me your story."
"I don't know where I came from. I only know that I was conscious in an apartment." Hebei Cai'er had a dazed look in her eyes and slowly told what she knew.
She spoke slowly, just like her temperament.
Fang Zuo was very patient and would interrupt from time to time to ask about key points.
It was already early morning when I finished listening to her story.
Fang Zuo pondered in silence.
He hooked his finger and motioned Hebei Cai to come over.
Hebei Caiyi moved closer and stretched her little head over, but the man put his hand on the spiritual area of her left breast.
"You" Hebei Caiying wanted to break free.
A feeling I had never felt before spread.
Numb and itchy, but I don’t want to leave.
I couldn't help but want to clamp my legs together.
Fang Zuo was stunned.
Unexpectedly, it is plump and elastic.
Hidden beneath the thin coat of the coachman.
With such a small face, there is a sense of incongruous beauty.
Fang Zuo closed his eyes and opened his mind.
In an instant.
Her dantian and spiritual platform are clearly visible.
A faint nine-tailed white fox.
And a physical one-tailed white fox.
I see.
Fang Zuo sorted out the conversation between Hebei Caiying's self-narration and the old dog.
I have a general understanding of the ins and outs of the matter.
Tamamonomae, the famous nine-tailed demon fox from the island country, wreaked havoc on Japan for several dynasties.
This famous nine-tailed fox came here from Qingqiu in Shenzhou.
Belongs to the Qingqiu White Fox lineage.
Nine tails, one white tail and one soul.
After many tribulations, the last tail was also consumed.
The old soul returns to the new.
But I don't know what went wrong.
A new body emerged and a new fox soul was created.
Her old soul also willingly gave up her body.
And that scabbard belonged to the old nine-tailed fox.
No one knew what Kawakita Ayaka was used for, so the catgirl sisters took it and used it as decoration for a brothel.
Know the whole story.
But Fang Zuo had more problems.
I wanted to capture the soul of the nine-tailed fox and ask it some questions, but it was too weak.
I'm afraid it will disappear before I even open my mouth.
I have heard that he would dominate the body from time to time, so we can only wait for a while.
Beep beep beep.
Just when Fang Zuo was about to sort out other issues in detail.
There was a message on the phone.
Open it and take a look.
It's already three o'clock in the morning.
Sent from Shiraishi Nagimitsu.
"Master, are you coming back? I miss you."
Help, guys.
(End of this chapter)
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