Love letters are not allowed in exorcism notes

Chapter 1156 Yes, what else?

"what's the situation?"

Wang Yunxiao questioned Yan Yu'an with his eyes.

I do not know!
Yan Yu'an looked helpless.

This situation was a little beyond his expectations.

Sting enforcement is a tradition of the Secret Service, but I have never heard that the Qianjin Church has this habit.

Besides, hasn't the church been reorganized now? The combat nuns have joined the secret service.

What are you two doing?
Could it be... that you are really playing this?
Han Bin didn't care much about it, and was even a little excited.

Very well, my sword is thirsty!

Cardinal, right? I wonder how it feels to chop.

Want to take action?

He questioned Yan Yu'an with his eyes.

Wait first.

Yan Yu'an waved his hand slightly behind him, signaling him not to act rashly.

People can be chopped down at any time.

But if you mess up this place, who will clean up the earth? I'll give you a shovel, young man Han, and you can dig the soil, okay?
In Ono Taro's view, Yan Yu'an's commotion was a perfectly normal reaction.

It would be abnormal if there wasn't any commotion. What confidence do you have as a Hattori family? Are you not afraid of the nuns from the Jinjin Church?
I want to scare you, and then the church will see that you are also cautious, so that I can do my job.

This is a political strategy called "checks and balances" that has a long history in the ancient history of the Ming Dynasty.

As smart as I am, I am so far-sighted!

"Now that everyone is here, then... Master Guitou, please start the ritual!"

Taro Ono turned around and gave instructions to the hunchbacked old man hiding in his own team.

The old man nodded, walked out of the team, and said to Ono Taro: "Just set up the magic circle as I instructed before."

Finally started!

Looking from afar, Huang Anshi saw the Fuso warriors taking out shovels and pickaxes and starting to dig trenches on the beach. He knew that they were preparing to set up a formation.

The first step is not to offer sacrifice, but to fuse the three magatama together.

Master Guitou took out a notebook from his pocket with trembling hands, put on his glasses and began to read carefully.

Huang Anshi frowned, put down the telescope, took out an identical notebook from his arms, feeling confused and uncertain.

"Eh? Master, the book in that old man's hand seems to be the same as your heavenly book."

Po took the telescope and took a look, and also discovered this problem.

Huang Anshi lowered his voice and said, "Do you still remember how I got this heavenly book?"

"Didn't you lead us to fight against those evil cultists last year and snatch it from them?"

"Ahem... stop talking nonsense. What do you mean by robbing? That's called seizing!"

Huang Anshi coughed and said seriously: "At that time, I thought this thing was destined to be with me, but now it seems that there is another story behind it."

"It's not just a coincidence, is it?"

"How could such a coincidence happen? Why did we have to encounter it? Your master has told you that our abilities are nothing but chickens and pottery dogs in the eyes of the real powerful. They can transcend time and space in a single thought and play with fate like a child's play..."

At this point, Huang Anshi's expression became more serious.

"If we really encounter such a mysterious giant of the magic path, I'm afraid our little skills will be of no use."

"So scary? Then Master, let's just run away!"

"Run away? It would be fine if you didn't agree to it before, but now that you have already agreed to it, if you don't dare to take action when the time comes, how can I, your master, stand firm in the martial arts world in the future?"

Huang Anshi said in a deep voice: "You must remember that whether your body is strong or your mind is smart is given by your parents, and there is no way to change it. Only the words of faith and loyalty are the foundation of your life. In the future, you must keep the words of faith and loyalty in mind, and never betray your faith, be despised by others, and bring disgrace to your master!"

"Master, why are you suddenly preaching..."

On the beach, three magatama had been placed on the triangular spiritual platform outside the magic circle. Master Guitou glanced at Ono Taro and whispered, "If you want to attract the remaining soul of the snake to recast the magatama, you need three liters of blood."

"Three liters?"

Ono Taro glanced at the female swordsman behind Yagyu Junko, then looked at the many warriors under his command: "No problem, just let them come up and bleed one by one, right?"

"If you want to truly master the Yasakani no Magatama, you must sacrifice more than others."

"Why?"

Ono Taro was furious when he heard this: "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Master Guitou glanced at him and said slowly, "The artifact has spirits, and dripping blood to recognize the master is common sense. Do I need to tell you this?"

"What kind of common sense is this?"

Ono Taro was still hesitating, and Yan Yu'an took out a small knife without saying a word, pointed it at his wrist and cut it open, blood gushed out.

"what are you doing?"

Ono Taro was shocked.

Yan Yu'an said calmly: "I believe what the master said."

"What the hell is this to you?"

"What are you talking about, Ono-kun? Are we, the Hattori family, here to do good things without expecting anything in return?"

Yes! What else?

Ono Taro gritted his teeth, but the ceremony had not yet begun and it was not the time to quarrel. He could only imitate Yan Yu'an and cut himself with a knife.

Three fucking liters of blood! How much do I have to donate to be enough?

"Line up and come here!"

Taro Ono ordered his warriors to donate blood, and the warriors rolled up their sleeves and prepared to cut their wrists.

Three liters of blood may not sound like a lot, but it can be obtained by killing one person. Even if it is distributed, there is not much.

But Taro Ono had not made any preparations before, and it was not a good time to ask his subordinates to make selfless contributions.

It's not that he cares about the lives of his men, but the current situation has a tendency to get out of his control. At a time like this, having one more person by his side means more strength, and there's no need to waste it on such trivial matters.

Besides, there is the Yagyu family. Aren’t those women here to be sacrifices?

Taro Ono looked at Junko Yagyu with a bad expression.

Yagyu Junko hesitated for a moment, and just as she was about to speak, Li Mumu stepped forward and whispered, "Boss, let me make a contribution on behalf of the Yagyu family."

The corners of Yagyu Junko's mouth twitched, but she didn't say anything.

She didn't dare speak.

She couldn't understand the situation now.

God have mercy on me, why should I, a proprietress of a brothel, get involved in such high-end affairs?

Li Mumu walked to the blood donation site, took out a scalpel, pointed it at his neck and cut it.

Took his head off.

Yan Yuan: “…”

Taro Ono: "???"

What do you want Jiba to do?

Li Mumu held her head and looked at Ono Taro who was standing there in a daze, then looked at Master Guitou. Blood spurted out of her skull.

"Is it enough?"

“Enough…enough is enough!”

Master Guitou subconsciously looked at Ono Taro.

What do you see me doing?
Taro Ono was filled with grief and anger.

Do you want me to learn this too?

But at this time, you must not be nervous no matter what.

Once you lose your momentum and make the other party realize your weakness, it will be difficult to compete for the Yasakani no Magatama.

There was no other way at this time, I could only make a loud noise to cover up the embarrassment.

"Okay! Very good! Let's get started right away!"

Li Mumu put his head back, and Master Guitou immediately chanted a spell.

Of course, at this time, no one paid attention to him anymore.

Everyone looked at Li Mumu who walked back behind Yagyu Junko with a nonchalant look on his face.

Is this an illusion? It must be an illusion, right?
Even at this time in the middle of the night, in this place where evil spirits gather, with all kinds of evildoers present with ulterior motives, the style of this illusion was a bit too weird.

Junko Yagyu only felt her neck becoming more and more itchy.

She held her breath, stared straight ahead, and didn't even dare to breathe.

I was afraid that my head would accidentally roll off my shoulders.

"It's just an illusion."

Li Mumu explained softly to the Nanyun sisters who came with her: "Do you want to learn? I will teach you later."

The Nanyun sisters were shaking like washing machines, their heads lowered and they said nothing.

Where is Master Huang? When will Master Huang come?
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly arose from the ground, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and thunder and lightning flashed.

A flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, and between the clouds appeared the silhouette of a giant beast that blocked out the sky and the sun.

That was the last image of the Yamata-no-Orochi before it died.

Three blurry clumps of flesh and blood were slowly torn out from the wound on its chest. One of them fell towards the beach and gradually took the shape of a magatama.

Master Guitou opened his hands and chanted an obscure ancient spell loudly. The three magatama placed in the magic circle flew into the air under the attraction of the blood and gathered towards the magatama in the flesh and blood.

This is a magical ritual similar to turning back time and restoring things to their original state. It sounds very advanced, but the principle is not complicated.

The key is to look at the strength of the caster and the grade of the repair item itself.

It seemed obvious that Master Guitou's strength had not reached that level. Halfway through the ceremony, his entire body was shaking like a sieve, and he clearly showed signs of not being able to hold on.

"Ono-kun, is this master you invited okay?"

Yan Yu'an couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Ono Taro patted his chest and assured: "Absolutely no problem. Isn't the surname Guitou enough to prove it? Master Guitou's father is the famous Onmyoji Guitou Masahiro..."

Just when he was halfway through his words, Master Guitou's body suddenly froze, and he fell straight to the ground with his head raised.

Ono Taro: “…”

"Then this..."

"This is also part of the ritual! Don't disturb the master from casting the spell!"

Yan Yuan said with a calm face, "I'm afraid that if I don't save people, the master will get hard."

Seeing Master Guitou lose consciousness, the entire magic ritual was about to collapse. However, the phantom of the struggling giant snake in the sky seemed to smell something unusual, and a sinister look looked down from the sky.

Red blood-colored Lycoris radiata blossomed on the beach, and the three liters of blood offered as a sacrifice evaporated in an instant, leaving only a faint streak of blood wrapped around three magatama.

Fire, water and wind, the three elements burst out from the magatama at the same time, and under the traction of the blood, they combined into a stable triangle shape. The wind took advantage of the fire and burned the three magatama together in the blink of an eye, and then immersed them in water to complete the final tempering.

There was a crisp "ding" sound, and a flawless white jade fell from the sky.

Eight-foot magatama!
Shen Qingxi whispered to Li Mumu: "If you don't bleed, I don't think you can make this thing."

Li Mumu flatly denied: "What does it have to do with me? Didn't you see that it is a fully automatic anti-fool design?"

It actually made a fucking ding. If you didn't know, you would think that Feng Ling Yue Ying was activated.

The blood is obviously just a trigger. As long as they are brought together, they will reassemble on their own under the right circumstances.

Taro Ono glanced at Li Mumu with a fearful look, and seeing that she didn't seem to have any intention of snatching it away, he walked forward and stretched out his hand to catch the magatama falling from the sky.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yu'an raised his hand to stop him.

"Hattori-kun! What are you going to do?"

"Ono-kun, shouldn't you go take care of Master Guitou first at this time?"

Yan Yu'an said in a cold voice: "If Master Guitou cannot recover, how can you summon the Yamata no Orochi? Or is your ambition to restore the country just talk, and you actually have no intention of reviving the Yamata no Orochi from the beginning?"

Yes! What else?

Ono Taro was stunned for a moment, then he drew his samurai sword and shouted, "Tata!"

The wandering warrior behind him, who had been ready for action, howled and rushed forward with his sword drawn.

Yan Yu'an's face was as gloomy as water.

No, my friends, where are your ideals and beliefs?
It’s really a one-time deal!
In fact, he only brought Han Bin and Wang Yunxiao here today. More people would be useless. Three people would be enough.

Therefore, it seems that most of the people present here are from the Yagyu Dojo.

Looking at those beautiful female swordsmen, the warriors under Ono Taro could no longer hold back their excitement.

What's the great cause of restoring the nation? What's the point of respecting the king and expelling the barbarians? How much is my lazy life worth? Don't I know?
We don't know whether summoning the Yamata no Orochi can restore the country, but the girls from the Yagyu family are right in front of us. These high-class girls usually don't even look at us.

Today I will let you bitches know what the Eight-King Orochi is!
Junko Yagyu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. She had long known what kind of people were under Ono Taro.

Incompetent bungler!
"Yagyu tribe, listen to my orders!"

"Hi!"

The disciples behind him responded in unison.

"No need to hold back!"

After saying this, Junko Yagyu drew out the pure black samurai sword from her waist and chopped it down at Ono Taro from a distance.

The enchanting sword energy burst out from the sword tip, transforming into a black dragon that instantly engulfed the two warriors who pounced on him, and then pounced directly on Ono Taro's chest.

Taro Ono was horrified.

He almost forgot that the reason why the Yagyu Dokan was not renamed the Yagyu Kaikan was because it was really a kendo hall that really taught swordsmanship, and it was very powerful.

When men think with their lower body, they often subconsciously look down on women.

At this moment, he did not care about competing with Yan Yu'an for the Yasakani no Magatama. He just used the lazy donkey rolling trick on the spot and flew far away in an instant, barely avoiding the attack of the terrifying black dragon.

When he got up from the ground, he had a firecracker in his hand. After lighting it, he pointed it at the sky and let it fly out.

Phew—pop!

The oversized sky rocket exploded into a brilliant firework in the night sky.

Ono Taro laughed loudly: "I already knew you had bad intentions. I have already ambushed you in the dark. I will make you die here today!"

(End of this chapter)