I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Nuo Nuo Gu Gu, with three stars on the left and three prisons on the right, the world is turned upside down, and the nine roads are blocked!"

Abeji calmed down, recited the mantra silently, and patted the ground with one hand without hesitation.

This grievance is like a treacherous swordsman who will do everything he can, so it must be sealed immediately.

As the spiritual light surged, the scroll on the ground seemed to come to life, instantly wrapping Ju Yiwen Zezong tightly.

Ju Yiwen Zezong immediately calmed down, and the invisible attraction also disappeared.

Just when Abe Temple was about to bend over to pick up the Chrysanthemum on the ground and leave...

"Snapped".

In the empty cabin, a handful of small steel balls wrapped in resentment flew towards him from among the plants.

As sharp as a cat, Abeji jumped back and dodged, and the two knives in his hand accurately cut off the few small steel balls that he could not avoid.

"I said where did the mouse get on the boat... It's the first time I've seen such a good spirit remover..."

In the dark cabin, a man's harsh voice sounded, but there was no sign of the speaker.

"Invisible... who the hell is your Excellency?"

While delaying time with words, Abeji injected spiritual power into his eyes, trying to enhance his inspiration and confirm the location of the other party.

"Don't bother, the 'inspiration' of the spirit remover can't find me..."

Before the other party finished speaking, Abeji's ears moved slightly, and he cut towards the direction of the voice without hesitation.

With the sound of "snapping", it was as if a mouse was running through the grass, and his sword cut through the air.

"Crack...crack...".

The weird voice sounded from another direction.

Two small steel balls in a row were thrown towards Abe Temple from two completely opposite directions.

The opponent seemed not only to be invisible, but also to move quickly among the vegetation.

Although he didn't know what would happen if he was thrown by that strange thing, Abeji still swung his sword instinctively, interweaving an impenetrable curtain of swords in the air.

Dozens of densely packed small steel balls were cut in half by his exquisite swordsmanship in mid-air.

"Interesting, interesting... Since that's the case, how about trying this trick! Dema..."

Before the man could finish his unclear words, thousands of small steel balls poured towards Abe Temple from the "grass" in all directions like a torrential rain.

Even in the face of an unavoidable situation, Abeji still held two knives with a calm expression, and quickly spun a whirlwind of ice and fire in front of him.

Second-class first-class · Flame Moon Back Slash.

The small steel ball was slashed by the rapidly spinning blade light, and bounced away like hitting a tornado, and the resentment on the steel ball dissipated accordingly.

"Hey, your sword skills are really sharp. If other incompetent guys come, I'm afraid you won't be able to please... It's a pity that you have stepped into my home court."

The male voice chuckled bitterly.

The greenhouse marijuana on this ship can not only bring hidden and stable economic income, but also create an environment suitable for his abilities.

Catching the direction of the sound, Abeji's ears moved slightly, and he drew his sword and chopped.

However, as soon as he made a move, his body seemed to be overdrawn, and his feet fell forward in a vain manner.

A strange resentment enveloped Abe Temple at some point, fighting with his body-protecting spiritual power.

"how come……"

Abe Temple lowered his head slightly, several small steel balls were rolling down the corner of his clothes and fell to the ground.

Can't you escape completely?

He felt that the strength in his whole body was passing away rapidly, so he could only support the ground with a long knife and kneel with all his strength.

"Can you still kneel? It seems that your spiritual and physical strength are very strong, much stronger than the few spirit destroyers who died in my hands before."

Saying so, from the potted plant not far away, the tree planter slowly appeared.

"You... are you a half-demon? A ghost?"

Looking at the middle-aged man in the Mediterranean Sea not far away, reflecting the greasy luster under the light, Abeji asked with difficulty.

"NONONO, we are not the kind of nonsensical things, different from you lucky ones who are born with inspiration...we are the real gods..."

Bending down to pick up the sealed chrysanthemum on the ground, Wen Zezong, Zhong Zhishu gently patted it in his hand.

"I'm just worried that it's not elegant to just insert it in that part of the body and hand it over to 'that adult'. Thank you for helping me pack it..."

Saying so, he threw a handful of steel balls at Abeji again.

A more powerful resentment poured down on his head, and Abeji's whole body fell to the ground weakly like a convulsion due to the rapid flow of potassium, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.

"Can you still keep your heart beating... I respect you for being a strong man, let you enjoy this last peace... After all, everyone has their own destiny."

Seeing the young spirit eliminator lying limp on the ground, the tree planter's expression became a little complicated.

Once upon a time, my hair was so thick.

...

ten years ago.

Inside the dilapidated office with "Spiritual Counseling Office" hanging on the door.

Standing in the middle of the office is the planter Zhong, with long, smooth hair.

"Mr. Zhong Zhi, you resign."

Behind the desk, with his back to him, a man in a suit said so.

Under the reflection of the dim yellow sunset outside the window, the man's oily Mediterranean Sea reflects a desperate light.

"President Changtian, why... When you rescued me from the wraith, I made up my mind to become a qualified exorcist and wipe out all the evil in the world..."

"You have been with me as a trainee for five years. Not only have you worked hard in cultivation, but you have also experienced many life-and-death situations..."

The man behind the desk sounded a bit somber.

"However, the matter of awakening inspiration can never be forced! I can't ensure the safety of an ordinary person while removing the spirit, maybe one day... So, write your own resignation letter."

"President..."

Hearing the other party's words, the young tree planter fell to his knees weakly.

"Go back, everyone has their own destiny...Forcing things that don't belong to you, in the end, you won't be able to bloom beautiful flowers."

"I...I really have..."

Tears rolled down his eyes, splashing a golden luster in the setting sun.

"I know, you have really worked hard, much harder than me... If you put this energy into other careers, maybe you have already become famous... I can't let you delay like this."

Hearing President Tokita's sighs, he was still unable to utter a word of rebuttal or justification.

Because everything the president said makes sense.

All the crimes are on myself who is just an "ordinary person" who has worked hard for five years and still can't get inspired.

Incompetence is the original sin!

Ever since he was rescued from the wraith by accident, he impressed President Tokita with his blood and sincerity, and became an employee of the "Psychic Talking Office".

In the past five years, in addition to assisting the president, in order to become an official spirit remover, all his energy was spent on opening inspiration.

After all, if you can't even see the "spirit", how can you talk about "elimination".

The consecration of the Buddha with beads embedded in the body, weekly golden acupuncture point piercing, daily bull's tears flooding the eyes, reciting Buddhist scriptures...

Even in order to enhance the "yang energy" in his body, he used various cooking methods and devoured the "roots" of various creatures during those five years.

"I... I see."

What President Tokita didn't see was that the eyes of Zhongzhiren, who was lying on the ground, covered in his hair, gradually became resentful...

How could the frog who once jumped out of the wellhead and seen the vast scenery be willing to live in the small puddles before.

Why, when some people are born, they have the qualification to see the real world that they cannot achieve in their entire lives.

At this moment, he is willing to sacrifice everything to the devil to get the ticket to step into the extraordinary world.

174 It seems that I can't get it out. If it is reissued, don't order it if you have already ordered it.