With such a Chosen One, Qiao Du suspects that there may even be more than one.

After all, the Divine Descent Technique is already a tradition in the culture of Wajima, and it is something that has existed for many years.

In other words, it may be that in the past, the Washima Taisha Shrine was already using a similar method to create "gods" for its own use, which is why the Waste Capital Group chose to conduct such experiments on Wajima.

If this little witch knew about these things, it would really cause more or less spiritual pollution.

Even, Qiao Du felt that maybe these little witches existed as god embryos before, after all, the container of the divine descent technique was these witches, and the reason why they were suitable was not because of any technology or means, but because they were the same kind.

"The fourteenth floor of the Ukiyo-e Mountain Research Institute is buried the root cause of the current Washima problem, and I have to go there to solve the problem."

Qiao Du said, obviously, the pollution caused by the god-making plan this time has affected a large range of ordinary people, which has led to the fact that Hedao is now a hundred ghosts walking at night, and the demons are dancing wildly, and if you want to solve the problem, you have to find a way to kill the guy in the core.

Although Qiao Du knew that it was not the Chosen One who was wrong, but the Hedao Culture and the Wasted Capital Group that implemented this plan, it was a pity that the Chosen One himself was just alive, which would bring endless pollution to the world, and he could not drag him to the bottom of the abyss by final means, which would only strengthen the power of this "god", and only if he himself died completely could the disaster be averted.

"Now that the area around the Ukiyo Mountain Research Institute has been sealed, if you want to get in, you have to think of a way."

The little witch muttered, and suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, tomorrow's banquet, if you can get the private permission of the people of the Tokugawa realm, then you will have a chance to enter the Ukiyo Mountain."

Because the silver finch was asked by Toyotomi Lumen to solve the Tokugawa realm and Oda Minoru, naturally there is no reason to care about everything that happened in the ukiyo-e mountain research institute, and there is no reason to go to Toyotomi Lumen to ask for permission to enter the ukiyo-e mountain.

Then Qiao Du can only find people from other factions.

The reformist is not one of the three major factions of Wajima culture, and he certainly does not have such power, so he can only look for it from the people of the Tokugawa world.

What's more, the Tokugawa Kaito is the current palace secretary of the Washima Taisha Shrine, so he should know a little bit about the Ukiyo-e Mountain Research Institute, and it is possible that he knows how to seal the Chosen ones who have become "gods".

From the perspective of Toyotomi Lumen, it is reasonable for Qiao Du to approach the people of the Tokugawa realm.

"No problem, I'll try to convince him."

Qiao Du thought that she was going to have one more friend.

He looked at the little witch, if it weren't for these things, maybe this little witch would follow in the footsteps of those predecessors and become a "god" who was sacrificed, and now he is helping out, which can be regarded as a good deed.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

The little witch was looked at by Qiao Du like this, and asked a little embarrassedly.

"Look good-looking."

Qiao Du prevaricated.

The next time you compliment someone, you can have a little emotion."

The little witch pouted.

"Okay."

Qiao Du nodded in agreement.

"I want to hit someone."

The corners of the little witch's mouth twitched slightly, and she saw that there was nothing wrong, so she said.

Now that we know the target, we can disband, otherwise you will be easily suspected after too long."

"Disband, disband!"

Qiao Du repeated.

The little witch settled the account with him and left the Internet café separately.

Qiao Twilight also paid attention to the surroundings when she went out, but she didn't find any monitors, and it seemed that Mochizuki was very knowledgeable.

Instead of going straight home, he wandered around the streets, walked into a bookstore, and picked up a book to flip through it.

Of course, Qiao Du couldn't understand it, she was just pretending.

After having a ramen dinner at the commercial plaza by pointing fingers and gesturing, Qiao Du took the subway back to the apartment.

Picking up his phone, he called Mochizuki.

It was quickly connected again, and judging by the voice coming from the earpiece, Mochizuki should be on the street.

I don't know if it's a good job.

"What's the matter?"

Mochizuki asked, a little unsure of Qiao Dui.

"There should be a banquet tomorrow night, and the Tokugawa people will be in attendance."

Qiao Duan used the acting skills of performing a textbook drama in Chinese class, lowered his voice, and pretended to be profound.

"That's true."

Mochizuki is not a fool, he doesn't know where Qiao Dui got the news, but he can't underestimate Qiao Dui's ability to obtain information, Qiao Dui said this, Mochizuki immediately understood Qiao Dui's intentions.

"You want to go to a banquet?"

"Take people softly, I have received so many benefits from you, and it is time to do something."

Qiao Du replied, anyway, halfway through the conversation, how to understand the other thing.

"I'll figure it out."

Mochizuki agreed, and he hung up the phone, suddenly feeling as if something was flashing behind him.

Immediately turning around, Mochizuki saw only the streets where people came and went.

Frowning, Mochizuki thought it was his own delusion and withdrew his gaze.

He didn't see that the huge centipede was hovering over the tall building, staring at the passers-by.

The next day.

When Jotwi woke up, he found an envelope stuffed through the crack in the door, and he opened it to see that it was the time and place of tonight's feast, as well as the invitation.

This banquet is a dinner party between Washima Taisha and local business and politicians, and this kind of entertainment banquet is very common in Washima, after all, Washima Taisha also needs financial support, and those who are ordinary business and politicians also need the chosen ones to protect themselves from being attacked by ill-intentioned transcendents.

Naturally, the little shrine maiden Uesugi poetry will also participate.

Qiao Du opened the closet, there were some one-size-fits-all formal clothes in it, he picked a set to change into, but it looked quite like a person.

Mochizuki called, saying that someone would pick him up for the banquet in the evening, and explained some disguised identities.

Qiao Du pretends to be a businessman from Southeast Asia who is ready to invest in Wajima Culture, but in reality, this businessman is a Chosen One, hoping to defect to Washima Taisha and become a member of the Tokugawa community.

The dual identity belongs to yes.

Who would have thought that Qiao Dui, the person who played the traitor, would continue to play a two-fold identity of the Chosen One, an infinite nesting doll.

In the evening, the driver drove to pick up Qiao Dui.

Originally, it was customary to sit in the co-pilot, but Qiao Du suddenly thought that he was now a successful businessman and should sit in the back row.

Learned.

Sitting in the car, Twilight shifted her gaze from the street outside the car window to the car.

The driver was silent.

"Did you eat at night?"

Qiao Du asked.

The driver's hand holding the steering wheel was slightly sluggish, as if he was wondering why Qiao Du was asking this question.

After a moment, the driver spoke silently.

"Not yet."

"Coincidentally, I didn't have either, I didn't eat at noon, so I waited for this meal in the evening."

Qiao Du said immediately.

"It is said that the greatest respect for a big meal is to be hungry all day, and I feel that my respect is already in place."

“.”

The driver's expression stiffened, not knowing how to answer.

Qiao Du opened the conversation box when she saw it, and started the topic one after another, from the parents to the international situation, chattering endlessly.

The driver's face turned pale, and he answered with sincere fear.

After ten minutes, the car finally arrived at the hotel.

"Bye-bye."

Qiao Du said goodbye to the driver and stepped out of the car.

The driver looked at Qiao Dui's departing back and breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of chapter)