People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

The above fluctuations have almost dried up after decades of weakening, and it will probably disappear completely in the near future.

Feng Hualian slowly stood up.

A dazzling light shot out from the six-star magic circle, and Feng Hualian's figure disappeared in an instant.

Vision changes.

We arrived in front of a large Japanese Warring States amulet.

Feng Hualian hesitated for a moment and then walked in.

Everything is so quiet.

I could only hear my own breathing and footsteps.

The hall was covered with scarlet shag carpet and lit with more than ten mutton-fat candles as thick as arms.

A group of women were sitting behind the curtain. They had their hair in buns like Japanese women and wore various Japanese kimonos. They were holding instruments such as shamisen, shakuhachi, and taiko in their arms. They seemed to be musicians from the Warring States Period.

But at this time they all had their eyes closed, their bodies leaning to one side, and some of their fingers were still on the strings, as if they had fallen asleep in the middle of playing.

There are more than ten Japanese geishas sleeping in the hall. They are lying in a dancing posture, either leaning forward or backward, with graceful figures.

And among these geishas, ​​lying was a white head.

Feng Hualian's heart was pounding. Although she had carried out many missions, this strange scene before her was the first time she had seen it.

Around the head, the geishas had their faces painted frighteningly white, their lips bright red, their eyes closed, and a faint smile on their faces.

Kaedekaren had thought about what the grave of Taira no Masakado, one of the three greatest vengeful spirits in Japan, would look like. It was nothing but a pile of dry bones and various broken weapons.

But it is impossible to imagine why there are still living people here, how they dance around the skull, and then sleep next to the skull when they are tired.

"You are so brave to break into my bedroom." The white head suddenly opened its eyes, black flames flickered in its eye sockets, and said in a dark voice.

Then all the geishas opened their eyes and stood up mechanically like puppets.

A strange smile appeared on the pale face.

Like a puppet, he rushed towards Feng Hualian.

Feng Hualian tapped the ground with her toes and quickly retreated. The spiritual energy in her hands condensed, and vortex shurikens kept flying out, drawing arcs and circling towards the geishas.

These shurikens hit the geishas accurately.

They whimpered and turned into some floating dark air, with a few dark red spots like blood appearing and disappearing in it.

But as the red dot flashed, the black fog that had not yet dissipated slowly took the shape of human figures.

The red dot flashed again, and the human figure slowly showed facial features and limbs, and the geishas reappeared one by one.

They all turned their heads and looked at Feng Hualian ferociously.

Rushed over again.

Feng Hualian saw this and quickly formed seals with both hands: [Ninjutsu: Yanyin]

His whole body slowly turned transparent and disappeared into the air of the hall.

The geishas lost their target and looked around the hall blankly, trying to find any trace of Fenghua Lian.

The skull in the center of the hall suddenly flashed black sparks in its eyes.

A black gas spread out and quickly coiled towards the exit of the hall.

‘Bang’ sound.

Feng Hualian fell down from the door of the hall.

The black gas turned into a loop of rope, wrapped around Feng Hualian, trapped her tightly, and pulled her back from the hall door into the hall.

"If you disturbed me, don't leave. Stay with me." The skull laughed. "No living person has been seen here for hundreds of years."

Feng Hualian struggled desperately, trying to break free.

But the rope formed by the black energy continued to erode and devour the spiritual energy in her body.

Her limbs gradually became weak and she couldn't even gather her spiritual energy.

Just at this time.

The hexagonal star outside the hall entrance flashed again, and a graceful figure came in from under Feng Hualian.

then.

The figure who came in looked up and waved his hand.

The small earlobes glowed with golden light.

A gunshot rang out, making a loud noise in the silent hall.

A bullet with golden transparent cicada-wing wings flew towards Feng Hualian rapidly and hit the rope accurately.

The rope made of black mist broke with a sound.

Feng Hualian fell from the air.

Yingkong Kurumi looked up, took a step to the side, and didn't catch her, letting her fall on her buttocks.

"Why didn't you catch me?" Feng Hualian tossed and turned on the ground in pain, complaining.

"To pick you up?" Yingkong Kurumi sneered, "What did I tell you to do? I told you to bring more officers with you. Look at you, you came in alone and didn't even get a gun."

"Are you still a police officer? If you had a gun and the latest alloy bullets, you wouldn't be in such a mess."

"If I hadn't arranged for a few police officers to be stationed in the parking lot beforehand, you would have been dead long ago."

Fenghua Lian knew that what she did was wrong, so she didn't say anything back. She stood up silently and stood on the side of Yingkong Kurumi to protect her.

"Another new person..." The skull said in a sinister voice, "That's great! It's been hundreds of years. Now let me taste fresh flesh and blood. My name is..."

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Dozens of gunshots rang out continuously, giving the skull no chance to continue speaking.

Dozens of bullets flew past rapidly with cicada wings and hit the skull accurately.

Before the skull could even finish his words, he was hit on the forehead by the latest alloy bullets.

Black flames flickered in the sunken eye sockets, and black mist appeared on the face of the skull, creating an incredible expression.

There was a click.

The white skull began to crack and then shattered onto the ground.

The black flames in the eye sockets bounced unwillingly twice on the ground and slowly went out.

All the geishas and musicians in the hall wailed and disappeared in black smoke.

Then the objects in the hall began to fluctuate and turned into clay.

Then the entire hall disappeared.

There is no such thing as Tsuchigumo Gomonden. There is only a large shrine in front of Sakura Kurumi and Kaedeka Ren.

Inside the shrine was a shattered skull.

There are more than ten bullets.

Everything is an illusion.

After a series of shots, Yingkong Kurumi emptied the magazine in an instant, still maintaining an extremely standard shooting posture.

In the stunned shock of Kaedekaren.

She slowly bent her arms, picked up the purple rhinestone-studded 'Pavna Witness' pistol in her right hand, opened her mouth slightly, puffed out her cheeks, and blew on the muzzle of the gun in a cute and handsome manner.

The high ponytail on her head swung.

"What a mess of three vengeful spirit kings. They have been suppressed for so many years and then divided into pieces. No matter how powerful they were in the past, they can't withstand a volley of attacks now." Yingkong Walnut said disdainfully.

She swung her ponytail again and turned her head: "You don't listen to me, you don't even carry a gun. If I hadn't come, you would have become one of those geishas accompanying this skull, giving him tongue kisses every day."

Yingkong Kurumi stuck out her tongue and imitated it: "Give that skull a tongue kiss, click, click, kiss, and clean the gaps between his teeth."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, stop talking, I beg you..." Feng Hualian had her head down, letting Ying Kongtao scold her without saying a word.

If she hadn't arrived in time, she might have really died here.

But when Yingkong Kurumi talked about French kissing the skull and then cleaning the gaps between its teeth, Fenghua Lian couldn't help but take a look at the yellow and black gaps between the skull's broken teeth on the ground.

I felt nauseous and almost vomited.

Beg for mercy quickly and continuously.

"Go back and write me a 4000-word self-criticism. Don't miss a single word." Yingkong Kurumi sneered and turned away. "Remember, write it by hand."

In another apartment in Tokyo.

Shinmura Jing was begging the woman in front of him: "No more, I don't want it anymore, I've had enough, let me go."

The woman in front sneered, changed a tool, ignored the wetness on the ground of Xincunjing, and walked over again.

Chapter 209 Meeting with Sister-in-law

After all the illusions created by Taira no Masakado were shattered.

Sakura Kurumi and Kaede Karen discovered that this was just a huge underground tomb that was so dark that they couldn't see their hands in front of them.

Connecting to this underground tomb is an equally dark secret passage.

There is no palace.

The pendant on Sakura Sora Kurumi's earlobe, Kaguya Touma, emitted a strong golden light, illuminating the entire dark passage clearly.

Sakura Kurumi was walking in front wearing a white shirt and high heels.

The two round buttocks inside the gray suit pants made the pants tight, making Feng Hualian envious for a while.

"Hello... Director." Fenghua Lian quickened her pace and caught up with Yingkong Kurumi.

"Hmm?" Yingkong Kurumi glanced at Fenghua Lian who was chasing after her with her beautiful eyes.

There has been progress. He can now shout "Hello" and "Hello" all the time. Before, he just kept shouting "Hello" and it was never a pleasant sound.

"Don't you think this is all too much of a coincidence?" Feng Hualian said as they walked side by side.

"Tell me what you think." Yingkong Kurumi's delicate little face showed no expression.

"Suddenly, ghosts appeared all over the place overnight. All over Tokyo, cases of vengeful spirits occurred frequently overnight. Then three American officers died mysteriously, which involved MacArthur decades ago. Taira no Masakado, who had been suppressed for hundreds of years, reappeared. Then the thousand-year-old Jiujiu sect appeared, and the Japanese Feng Shui formation was destroyed." Fenghua Lian followed Yingkong Kurumi and stood on the hexagram magic circle. After a flash of light, the two reappeared in the underground parking lot.

"I always feel that these things are done deliberately by someone behind the scenes, but I can't figure out what the purpose is?" Feng Hualian added, and was stunned when she saw a group of police officers surrounding her.

"Director, Deputy Director."

"Director, Deputy Director."

The police officers spoke up one after another.

Police officers had already set up a cordon in the parking lot and were standing guard near the hexagonal star formation, ready for action.

All guns were loaded and in firing position, waiting for the order to release the safety catch.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yingkong Kurumi and Fenghua Lian rushing out of the hexagonal star formation.

"Collect the team, repair the broken wall, and dismantle the hexagonal star formation." Yingkong Walnut's feet, wrapped in black stockings, were put into high heels, and she gently kicked the magic weapon at the top of the hexagonal star.

"Hey!!" the police officers shouted in unison, putting away their guns.

"If I don't come out within 10 minutes, they will all come in." Yingkong Kurumi turned to Fenghualian and said, "Don't take risks alone in the future. Remember that you are the deputy director of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau."

"You came in alone to save me..." Feng Hualian muttered unconvinced.

"You're right." Yingkong Kurumi didn't refute, staring at Fenghualian and said, "This is something we both need to change. However, you and I are different. I have a man in my heart and behind me. With him, I have very strong confidence."

Feng Hualian didn't say anything. Thinking of how she tightly clamped the man's waist in the high sky of Tokyo at night, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

"Also, what you just said is very true." Yingkong Kurumi continued: "With so many things happening overnight, it's normal that you can't guess the purpose, because it's them, not him, who have more than one purpose."

"What do you mean?" Feng Hualian seemed to be thinking about something. "A fuse caused several forces to unexpectedly come together. Their goals were different."

"Yes, so if we want to untie this hemp rope, we have to pull it out one thread at a time." Yingkong Kurumi lifted up his suit and put his pistol back into the holster. "The first thread we pull is the ghosts that flooded overnight. What is their purpose?"

Sakura Kurumi walked out of the underground parking lot and looked at a shrine across the street. Kaede Karen followed closely and stood beside her.

"The Shuzuka Shrine across from Otemachi is where Taira no Masakado's head was buried. The grave we were just in is right beneath the shrine." Sakura Kurumi said, "First of all, these people's motives are definitely not superficial. Could the purpose of these ghosts spreading here be to kill those three Americans? Clearly not."