"This is it!"

Yong Bowen pointed to the seemingly ordinary temple in front of him and said, he was carrying a heavy backpack on his back and a long sword at his waist, and his image was quite nondescript.

Located on the outskirts of Kyoto, this area is located in the middle of nowhere, far from the main road, and is only accessible by a walking trail that stretches for more than ten miles through the desolate wilderness.

The temple was hung with the sign of Seisei-in, the small entrance was closed, and the paint on the wooden temple door was peeling, showing a bit of a dilapidated and deserted appearance, which did not look like the headquarters of the Nichiren sect. But just five minutes ago, the chasing Fu He, which was made of Iwasato Mayo's old clothes, flew into the hospital and fell, and then lost contact with Yong Bowen.

"What are we going to do?"

Isuzu Kabei clenched the hilt of his sword, and his body trembled slightly unconsciously.

If he faced ordinary people, no matter how many and fierce the other party was, he would not be so nervous.

But this is a mage's lair, and there are many amazing mages in it!

Ever since the day of the wedding change, the mage's various magical methods have been deeply imprinted in the depths of his consciousness, forming a lingering shadow and fear for him.

"The other party has already discovered my chaser, and will probably guess the purpose of our coming, so we have to hurry. Rush in from the front! ”

Yong Bowen, who said such a bold statement, glanced back at Isuzu Kabei and asked, "Are you scared?" ”

"I'm afraid!"

Isuzu Kabei was blunt, and even his voice trembled slightly with fear.

"Do you want to go in, then?"

"Yes!" The voice was still shaking, but there was no hesitation.

Yong Bowen nodded, scratched his head, laughed dryly, and said, "Actually, I'm quite nervous." You don't know, before I came to Japan, I barely fought anyone, let alone killed anyone. I had just graduated from college and couldn't find a job, so I had to make a living by eating my girlfriend's soft rice, opened a ghost hunting studio, and dreamed all day long that I could catch a ghost, so as to live up to what I had learned. To tell you the truth, I really feel very cool when I knocked over that bald head in the hotel, I have never been so cool. Men like this kind of thing, they really like violence in their bones. However, Sister Xiaoyun definitely doesn't like me like this, she hates me fighting the most since she was a child. Sister Xiaoyun, ......"

As soon as he thought of his girlfriend, his thoughts couldn't help but drift away, and after meeting Yu Chunbing, he took the time to ask about it, but the result was unexpected. According to Yu Chunbing, when she went, she saw that the door was locked, and asked the community doorman to inquire, but said that the Ai family had already moved. Yu Chunbing didn't give up, so he made the spell drill into Ai's house, and sure enough, he saw that the four walls of the house were empty, as if the house was empty, but the wall of the empty hall was written with four eye-catching big characters "Aunt Ai", and the place where the payment was a cat's paw print. Well, although Yong Bowen knew that his ancestral old black cat was a little supernatural, and it was probably no longer an ordinary cat, but when he knew that it could still write and keep books, he was really surprised, and then endless questions arose, what does cotton mean? Could it be that the Ai family moved to Hainan to join the Ai family's aunt? Why is that? Now Yong Bowen has learned from his grandfather that Ai Zhenbei, the uncle of the Ai family, is indeed a descendant of Longhu Mountain, and it is normal for them to know the art of flying and killing with the sword, and they take care of Yong Bowen, and they are also entrusted by their grandfather to raise Yong Bowen to be fat and fat, and they are available until they graduate from college, and they have not delayed even learning with spells, even if they are biological parents, they probably can't take care of them more thoughtfully, but why do they hide their identities from Yong Bowen, this question Grandpa didn't say, and Yong Bowen didn't have time to ask. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid there are some other unclear reasons for this. I'm afraid this is also the reason why the Ai family suddenly moved out in a hurry.

"Aunt Ai!" Yong Bowen couldn't help but think of the aunt of the Ai family who had never had a good face towards him, and now it seems that the old woman should also be a master of the Longhu Mountain faction.

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard someone say in my ear: "It's not good for women to take care of men's affairs!" ”

Yong Bowen came back to his senses, looked up at Isuzu Kabei, and smiled: "We are very popular in China for women to manage men, this is the national situation, you don't understand." ”

Isuzu Kabei said very seriously: "The husband is not sluggish, and the family is upside down, and there will inevitably be many things in the future." ”

"Sounds like a god stick more than I am." Yong Bowen laughed, no longer dwelling on this unrelated topic, and said, "Actually, those mages are nothing to be afraid of. See this thing? He pulled out a glass-like transparent pillar from his back pocket and tossed it to Isuzu Kabei.

"What is this?" Isuzu Kabei carefully examined the pillar in his hand, and saw that there seemed to be a faint flow of blue liquid in it, and guessed self-righteously, "I know, it's the latest model of magic crystal powder." ”

"Uh...... You...... Ever seen Magic Crystal Powder? ”

Yong Bowen was surprised, he always thought that this magic crystal powder was only circulating in the magic world, and it was a special drug for mages, but he didn't expect that Isuzu Kabei, an underworld thug, actually knew such a high-level thing, so he was surprised, and he didn't correct him first, but asked rhetorically.

"Magic crystal powder, how could I not have seen it. I don't know how many have passed through my hands. Isuzu Jiabei looked at Yong Bowen with a strange expression, "Don't you know that the Golden Flower Club started by selling magic crystal powder?" ”

"Wait? You mean that Jinhua will sell magic crystal powder, to whom? ”

"Who else? Those addicts, of course. However, this thing is too expensive, and those who are not rich in family resources dare not suck it alone, so they have to mix it with white powder and suck it, nine parts of white powder plus one magic crystal powder, which is enough to make them hilarious to the sky. ”

"Sold to ordinary drug addicts? Not to sell to mages? ”

"We don't have any way to sell such things to mages, of course we sell them to ordinary people. However, some of them are not ordinary, like those rich people also smoke this thing, they have money, they can afford to consume, they don't bother to mix white powder, they have always smoked pure magic crystal powder. The magic crystal powder of our Golden Flower Club is sent from Koyasan, and the texture is much purer than the magic crystal powder produced in Europe, and the price is not much more expensive, so in recent years, the European and American markets have been occupied by us about 40%, and the annual net profit is hundreds of millions of dollars. ”

Speaking of his old profession, Isuzu Kabei was the head of the road, and after talking for a while, he even forgot about the previous nervousness, and his voice gradually became smooth, and he didn't tremble, but he soon noticed that Yong Bowen's face was getting more and more stinky, as if he had just swallowed a dead fly, and he couldn't help but stop talking and asked hesitantly: "You don't know these things?" ”

"Now I know."

Yong Bowen let out a long breath, from being caught in the whirlpool to now, he finally understood what the essence of this war was, and also understood the meaning of what Konishikawa Shoichiro said at that time.

The war between the Japanese Mage Association and Shingon Buddhism has nothing to do with any righteous reasons such as the legal system, and to put it bluntly, this is a naked war on drugs. The Japanese Mage Association relied on the gate of hell, and after the relationship with the demon king over there, it planted a large number of magic flowers and produced high-purity magic crystal powder, which not only dominated the entire Japanese market, but also went to Europe and the United States, occupying more than 40% of the share, with a net profit of hundreds of millions of dollars per year, which is just the benefit of a gang under the control of the Shingon Sect, as long as you think about it, it can make people crazy. Europe and the United States are not willing to be robbed of the market by Shingon Buddhism in this way, and the quality of drugs is not comparable to others, so they support the Japanese Mage Association and Shingon Sect to fight against Taiwan, and the major families of the Japanese Mage Association are afraid that they have long been looking at Shingon Sect, and it is estimated that they also have the intention of using the power of the International Jurists Association to defeat Shingon Sect and snatch the source of drug production.

Suddenly, Yong Bowen's mage association, which was headquartered in New York and whose power stretched out to all continents like an octopus's tentacles, felt a strong sense of disgust. It's shocking to gather all the bad deeds you've heard about the Mage Guild. Although the trafficking of female ghosts as slaves and the sale of pets by small devils is also very bad, but after all, those are not my race, although I was surprised when I heard it, but it was probably the same as hearing that someone had captured rare protected animals such as pandas as pets, but drug trafficking is really poisoning human beings. Moreover, the magic crystal powder, a drug from hell, itself has extremely strong sequelae, which can be called infinitely harmful. The most ironic thing is that one of the main pillars of the establishment of this mage association is the Holy See, if God knows that his group of preachers actually use hell drugs to poison those poor lambs who are born sinful, I don't know if there will be another catastrophe in anger.

What kind of organization is this international jurists association? The domestic mage association is also the same as the international drug traffickers, ghosts and demons, is there no taboo in doing things? Yong Bowen's worries soon turned to a more realistic aspect, after Yu Chengshi signed a contract with Oda Nobunaga to obtain the right to plant the magic flower field, would he really use all the magic crystal powder for the production of his magic items? In the face of such a huge profit from the magic crystal pollen, would he really not be tempted?

"Mage, what's wrong with you?"

Isuzu Jiabei saw that Yong Bowen's face was cloudy, and he was a little uneasy in his heart, for fear that he had said something wrong just now and angered the mage. To say that Isuzu Kabei is also an underworld warrior who slashed out from the streets, he is always fierce and reckless, and he will pull out a knife and cut people if he doesn't agree with him, but at this time, he is always careful in the face of Yong Bowen like a daughter-in-law who is facing the evil mother-in-law, on the one hand, because he is haunted by the deep-rooted terror of the mage in his heart, and on the other hand, because this Yongda Heavenly Master is his only hope and backer to rescue Mayang Iwana! Isuzu Kabei's parents died when he was a child, wandering the streets, three meals without success, it was Iwasato Masao's father who picked him up, for the Iwasato family, this is probably like picking up a kitten and a puppy, mainly to be a playmate for Isuzu Kasao, but for Isuzu Kabei, it is tantamount to the virtue of regeneration, so since then, Isuzu Kabei has sworn allegiance to the Iwasato family, like a samurai in the old era, treating the Iwasato family as a master, and now the Iwasato family is destroyed, he can't help, and he is already full of guilt, Now if he can't even keep his master's only bloodline, then he really has no shame to live in the world anymore.

"Ah, nothing, just a sudden thought of something and wandered." Yong Bowen froze and put these messy things behind him for the time being, "This is not a magic crystal powder, it is a spell-breaking grenade, and if thrown out, it can break a qiē spell within the explosion range." "Isuzu Kabei was overjoyed when he heard it, this is simply a mage nemesis, with this grenade in hand, no matter how powerful a mage he is, blow it up, and then draw a knife to cut his mother.

"Don't be too happy, this thing needs mana to trigger, you can't use it." Yong Bowen poured a basin of cold water on Isuzu Kabei's head with a sentence, and sighed gloomily in his heart: "Sure enough, how could a mage develop something that could make ordinary people easily deal with the mage himself?" ”

"When I rushed in a while, I used a spell-breaking grenade in front to clear the way, breaking all spells, and you attacked in the back. You can't spell, I can't cut people, let's divide and cooperate, how about it? ”

"Yiqiē obeys your arrangement!"

Isuzu Kabei slowly drew out his long knife, and his murderous aura appeared on his body, revealing his fierce nature as the number one master of the Golden Flower Society.

"So, let's go!"

After saying this, Yong Bowen took the lead, jumped out of the hidden bushes, rushed to the gate of Qingcheng Courtyard quickly, flew up and kicked the gate of the courtyard to pieces, and couldn't help but throw a bunch of law-breaking grenades into it first, but the person did not enter from the door, but jumped above the gate of the courtyard. Isuzu Kibei, who was following closely behind, took a deep breath and broke into the courtyard with his sword.

Both of them froze at the same time.

The small courtyard was filled with dead people.

They were all monks, monks and nuns, all naked, their limbs intertwined, crowded on top of each other, covering the entire courtyard, and there were hundreds of people! None of them had any scars on their bodies, their expressions were extremely happy, and many of the corpses' private parts were even in close contact, so it is conceivable that they were still doing some kind of piston movement before they died, which made normal sexual humans happy.

With the knowledge of a gangster like Isuzu Kabei, he suddenly saw so many dead people, and he couldn't stand it for a while, but after seeing the tragic situation of the town where the ghosts were raging, he already had a certain immunity to this situation, although he was taken aback, but he quickly came back to his senses, jumped into the courtyard, walked to the corpse and pulled a few corpses at random to look at them, and turned back and said: "We are late, they are all disciples of the Nichiren Sect, someone came earlier than us and killed them all!" Let's go and see if Ikari is still there? After that, he ran to the backyard first.

The further I walked into the back yard, the more corpses I saw, all of them lying naked and unscarred on the ground, as if they had accidentally entered a slaughterhouse.

Isuzu Jiabei followed behind, shocked and frightened by Yong Bowen's expression. Hundreds of corpses were placed in front of him at the same time, and the impact and shock were absolutely unimaginable, and it was difficult for any ordinary person to adapt to them. Isuzu Jiabei prides himself on being ruthless and hard-hearted, but when he first saw such a scene, he was still so nervous that he was sweating profusely, but he looked at Yong Bowen as if he didn't care, he simply regarded these dead people as nothing, and he was ...... It's so perverted! Apart from the word metamorphosis, Isuzu Kabei really couldn't think of any more accurate adjective.

"That's all for Fu Yi at the end!"

After stepping into an independent courtyard, the scene in front of me finally changed.

There were still a dozen corpses here, but they were all dressed in monk's robes, and they were not as clean as before, but they were all disemboweled, and the miscellaneous things of the heart, liver, lungs, and intestines flowed all over the ground, and the flat mud in the courtyard was moistened into a black swamp by the wanton flow of blood.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream suddenly came from the Buddhist hall in the courtyard.

The two glanced at each other, but it was still Yong Bowen who took the lead, one after the other, and rushed into the Buddhist hall.

As soon as Yongbo Wenfang entered the Buddhist hall, he suddenly felt two scorching air currents on the left and right sides, and he pulled it up in situ in a hurry, and he heard a snort, and two flames flew staggered against the soles of his feet, and he looked at both sides, but saw two black ghosts squatting behind the door, and he was spewing fire from his mouth with his cheeks. The head of the ghost creature was large and small, and there was no hair on the top of the head, but there were sharp barbs, and the thorns rose from the center of the forehead, along the top of the head, the back of the neck, the vest and the tail vertebrae, turning into a long tail that was raised high, and kept swinging in the air, and from time to time a drop of red viscous liquid dripped from the tip of the tail, and when it fell to the ground, it immediately emitted a puff of green smoke, etching a round hole in the floor.

In the scream, a black shadow fell from the top of his head, Yong Bowen didn't have time to draw his sword, only punched the black shadow out, and then heard a poof, the black shadow smashed in response to the fist, turning into a fishy green liquid and falling down. Yong Bowen only felt a slight tingling pain in his fist, and his heart was shocked, and the clouds on his back suddenly spread out as if a pair of huge wings stretched out to envelop his whole person, and the green liquid fell on the clouds, making a squeaking sound, but it was the sound of the yin in the clouds because of the unstoppable pain.

Yong Bowen put away Yunxia and looked up, only to see that there were many bat-like little monsters perched on the beams of the roof, all of them staring at the uninvited guest who suddenly broke in with small red eyes. Look into the Buddhist hall in front again, only to see a piece of dirty smoke, miasma, I don't know how many fierce ghosts and monsters are beating in it, and the monk who made a screaming sound is hanging on the wall of the door, his limbs are wide open, he is firmly nailed to the wall, his body is disemboweled, all the internal organs are hanging in the air in pieces, two stout ghosts are holding sharp blades, and they are cutting off meat strips from the monk's body, and they will throw them down to the hall after chopping, and immediately several hungry ghosts with big bellies will jump out to compete for food, and they will fight each other inextricably.

This place is no longer human, but a ghost domain!

I'm the divider of cold medicine***********************************

Cold, cold, why is it so uncomfortable?