Wu Heng ignored Tsuda's screams and ignored him.

Instead, he turned to the bookcase, found the two-inch thick "Folk Dictionary", opened the rubber-covered paper, and took out a slightly yellowed piece of notepaper.

The title is "Bow to the Mansion of Genkoji Temple in Nara"

The residence of Yuanxing Temple should be the trick of Yuanxing Temple, right! It is also a temple that treats evil spirits as gods.

Wu Heng looked at the four or five hundred words recorded in vertical script from right to left in his hand.

The content of this involves the folk culture of the island country, and the content related to the eight million gods, high gods, and gods of disobedience, etc., he does not know much about the folk customs of this country.

"The god of disobedience should refer to the evil spirit that kills people indiscriminately."

For the interpretation and improvement of this thing, he already has a target candidate.

What is more suitable than the strongest psychic medium "Bijia Qinzi", Wu Heng saved her sister, and will heal Zhenqin's old injuries, these two favors, let's use this to offset it once.

For a person like Kotoko, who has become the strongest psychic medium here, money can no longer be tempted, and if he wants to make him do things willingly, then favor is the best way.

The most important thing is that these are all easy to do, and Wu Heng will not lose anything at all.

As for the favors you owe, you don't plan to pay it back? Wu Heng is not a fragile psychic medium.

Tsuda lay on the ground, his face swollen red with pain, and his forehead covered with cold sweat.

He looked at Wu Heng, who was facing away from him and was watching the content on the paper, took a deep breath and endured the pain, threw himself up from the ground, and rushed towards the door.

He rushed to the door in two steps, touched the handle of the door with the palm of his hand, and his eyes showed the joy of being saved.

A red streamer flew in, instantly penetrating his body and nailing him to the wooden door.

The red cane pierced the wooden door like a coffin nail.

"Ho~, ho——!"

Tsuda's face was pressed against the wooden door, blood was spitting out of his mouth, and he choked on the liquid pouring into his trachea, making a final gasp.

There was nothing Wu Heng needed here, and the smell of the liquid in the room also made him very uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, I won't poke you again!"

Wu Heng walked to the door, whispered to Tsuda's corpse, took out his crutches and wiped it on his body, and then threw his corpse into Yu Dan's meat cage.

Like a fortress of flesh and blood, the tall and hideous Bundan, the lid of the meat cage closed instantly, and the inside squirmed rapidly, like a butcher mixer working, making a gurgling sound, as if expressing its joy.

This Tsuda, because he didn't like Tahara, made the other party's family ruined.

Since this kind of person is offended, he can't stay and make trouble for himself, especially since the other party still has a means of summoning evil spirits.

Wu Heng wanted to open the door, but found that there was a slight resistance from the doorknob, but this resistance was not strong, and he easily opened the door.

He sensed it and looked back.

A completely illusory Tsuda was staring at him with resentment on his face, but he didn't make any moves, as if he couldn't do it.

Wu Heng laughed, took out the bronze statue of the evil Buddha, and then took out the evil order and slapped it.

Tsuda, who had transformed into a local characteristic 'Yukikami', was once again wiped out.

The faint gray mist added a trace of Wu Heng, and a little black evil qi was inhaled by the bronze statue, blending into the split flesh of the Dan inside.

Wu Heng turned around and walked out of the door without paying attention, sighing that this place was really magical.

If a person dies casually, it is possible to turn into evil.

It is no wonder that when he observed in the sky, he found that this place was full of black smoke and miasma.

All hospitals in this country must cooperate with psychic mediums and invite psychic mediums to take charge, otherwise the hospital will not be able to open at all, and it is completely a high-risk profession.

There are too many people who die of illness and resentment and become powerful floating spirits.

Once they become evil, they attack indiscriminately, without distinguishing between good and evil.

Eight million gods must have blown it, but eight million imps, this place may really be able to make up for it.

Wu Heng walked to the street, and when he was in a good mood along the way, he grabbed a few floating spirits to replenish his body.

The things that can be seen everywhere on these roads are too weak, most of them can't interfere with reality, and the enhancement energy generated is really small, maybe thousands of them are equivalent to destroying a mud chrysalis energy, which is simply a chicken rib.

The evil spirit that was possessed by the boss of the Tozawa group produced the ability to produce hundreds of them, which is completely a qualitative difference, not a quantity.

Wu Heng found a hotel and rested for one night, while observing the situation at Chanel's house.

Due to the constraints of the contract, Chanel accompanied the yarn weaving at home, except for going out to buy daily necessities.

The mother and daughter seem to be happy and happy.

But it can be seen from Chana's staring at the camera from time to time, her neat makeup, and the subtle expressions on her face.

This woman has been completely released since her feelings for yarn weaving have been exhausted, she has been completely released after she wears heavy makeup and goes out to wave.

The family's life of firewood, rice, oil and salt has become her shackles, and she is now accompanying her daughter, more like acting and subconscious behavior, in order to pursue the high remuneration given by Wu Heng, which exudes an attractive atmosphere.

Wu Heng didn't care, as long as he could delay the time.

The next morning,

Wu Heng returned to the villa of the boss of the Tozawa group first.

It's been a day, and the body in this place is still in place, and no one has found it.

But think about it, the address of this kind of black character, the little brother who guards the house has all been cleaned up by him, and ordinary people don't dare to come to this kind of place, and people who dare to come to this kind of place don't like to come to this kind of place.

Wu Heng could only add food to Yu Dan again, and then called Zhenqin to let her come to this place.

There is a second floor and a basement, which is very suitable for healing.

The non-mainstream girl on the other end of the phone answered the phone in seconds, it was obvious that she had been waiting, and then said very excitedly that it would be there soon.

Wu Heng waited for about half an hour, and then he saw Zhenqin, who was wet with sweat, with a single-layer shirt clinging to his body, clearly outlining the parts.

She is in a hurry, the opportunity to make up for the regrets of life is in front of her, and she must grasp it.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting!"

Zhenqin's fair face was flushed, her pink hair was condensed into wisps, she was panting, and she bent down deeply to apologize to Wu Heng.

"Because of the car accident, the road was blocked, and I ran all the way over." Makoto explained while saluting.

As he bent over, the collar that was stuck to the sweat slowly peeled off like tearing plastic wrap, revealing a touch of snow white.

As he straightened up, his clothes pressed tightly again.

Between putting and receiving, it is more clearly highlighted.

"The timing is just right."

"Don't be nervous, let's go inside!"

Wu Heng was on crutches, his body stood straight, like an old and strong general, his body was full of spirit far beyond his prime, he signaled, and led into the villa.

Walking to the leftmost bedroom on the first floor, Wu Heng stretched out his hand and twisted the vase, and the bed slid to the outside with the sound of machinery, revealing a step.

This is the secret basement he found.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Zhenqin did not have any fear or hesitation, followed Wu Heng, and walked straight into the basement.

It's clean down there and hasn't been used.

Beds, daily necessities, and household appliances are available, and many kitchen utensils are still covered with plastic film that has not been torn off, and there is a separate diesel generator, which is obviously to avoid the disaster.

It's a pity that he couldn't hide from the evil spirit, and he still died.

(End of chapter)