The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 329: The Bizarre Adventures of Shichijo Masato (2)

Looking at Nanajo Masato who was wolfing down the cake, Qian Xiaoyi noticed that his face looked a little pale. He had not looked closely before, so Qian Xiaoyi touched his chin and thought:

"Cursed? That's not right... Even if he was cursed, that shouldn't happen all of a sudden. Isn't this guy a staunch atheist? Is he pretending? But suddenly he exuded a cursed aura, and then it disappeared in an instant? What's going on? Tsk... What a hassle. Nothing can happen to him now, otherwise the investigation won't be able to continue."

After finishing the cake, Shichijo Masato drank the coffee in one gulp, then wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, "I'm sorry for looking so ugly... I guess I need to make an appointment with a doctor."

Qian Xiaoyi stared at him and asked, "When did this situation start?"

Nanajo Masato was stunned for a moment, then asked with amusement: "You, you actually know medical skills?"

Qian Xiaoyi said: "Tell me."

Seeing his rare serious expression, Nanajo Masato felt a little strange, but still said, "It happened recently. It might be because I always forget the time when looking up information, and my irregular lifestyle led to low blood sugar, right? It shouldn't be a big problem."

"Has anyone given you anything strange recently?" Qian Xiaoyi asked again, "Or is there anything you find strange?"

Nanajo Masato frowned and said, "What do you mean by that? Are you suspecting someone has poisoned me? That's too much. With the advancement of technology, it's impossible that we can't find out. And I didn't eat anything strange. I only drank bottled water, and I ate lunch sent by my family..."

"So did anyone give you something strange?" Qian Xiaoyi asked.

If it is really a curse, it is not enough to just pull out his hair or nails as the target of the spell. The only way to achieve the goal is to send cursed objects that cause mental pollution just by looking at them, such as statues, portraits, and works of art that look normal at first glance, but will look strange if you look at them for too long.

"No." Nanajo Masato said, "You know my situation well. Everyone wants to stay away from me, so sending gifts is even more impossible. I can't accept those gifts either."

"What about the office decoration?" Qian Xiaoyi asked.

Nanajo Masato said helplessly, "Didn't you just go to my office a few days ago? Is there anything strange? Or is the 'feng shui' that you often lie to those people about wrong?"

"Feng Shui is not a deceptive thing, but this time it's not the reason..." Qian Xiaoyi stared at Nanajo Masato and said, "This is strange... Why is it like this?"

"What the hell are you doing?" Nanajo Masato said dissatisfiedly: "It's just a case of hypoglycemia, right? Even if it's another disease, I will go to the doctor."

"I don't think the doctor can tell anything about this situation." Qian Xiaoyi said, "Come with me to the office. My office is nearby."

Nanajo Masato asked in confusion, "Is there something private that you need to discuss? Then why not just meet there?"

Qian Xiaoyi stood up and said, "Because I want to drink coffee."

Although he didn't understand why, Shichijo Masato still picked up his things and followed him out.

Inuyama Heita opened the door of Lingkong Office. Qian Xiaoyi said, "I brought the client here. Pour some tea."

"Yes." Inuyama Heita immediately started working. He didn't know Shichijo Masato and just thought he was a new client.

This was the first time that Masato Shichijo came to the Reiku Office. He originally thought that this place would be the same as other so-called "exorcists'" territories, with closed and dark rooms and the walls covered with all kinds of strange religious props and symbols.

But I didn't expect Qian Xiaoyi's place to be surprisingly normal. Good lighting allows sunlight to shine into the room, white walls and comfortable-looking sofas and coffee tables. There are no strange instruments on the desk, except for a fox statue, but that thing looks like a souvenir sold by a shrine. "It's more normal than I thought." Nanajo Masato said.

Qian Xiaoyi said casually: "What do you think it is like? Sit down first and have some tea. I will prepare it first."

Nanajo Masato sat on the sofa and complained, "What on earth are you trying to do? You're so mysterious."

He had just had coffee and now had no interest in drinking tea.

Qian Xiaoyi drew the curtains, making the room dark. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said, "It will be done soon. Don't worry."

The cursed aura he just saw was definitely not an illusion, so he had to find out the curse in Shichijo Masato's body and then eliminate this hidden danger.

When Qijiao Zhengren saw Qian Xiaoyi smoking, he said with disgust: "Are you a smoker? Look, you know I don't smoke, right? Even if you smoke, you have to open the window."

Qian Xiaoyi smiled, walked up to him and said, "It will be ready soon."

"You..." Just as Qijo Zhengren was about to ask Qian Xiaoyi to stay away from him, Qian Xiaoyi spit a mouthful of smoke on his face.

"Cough cough cough cough!!!" Nanajo Masato was choked and almost cried. Although the smoke was not as bad as that of ordinary cigarettes, it was still very pungent after inhaling it. Nanajo Masato covered his chest and felt uncomfortable.

At this time, a hand formed a magic spell, passed through the smoke, and touched the forehead of the seven upright people.

Nanajo Masato felt a cold breath entering his body from the point of contact.

"Zi La~"

The lights in the room suddenly flickered, and in that instant, Nanajo Masato saw a translucent fat man and a white fox appear in his field of vision.

He was startled, stood up suddenly, and asked in surprise: "What is that!"

"Yo~" Ajian greeted.

"Ying~" the white fox also called out to him.

Then, in just a moment, the scenery that Shichijo Masato saw returned to normal, as if it was just an illusion.

And in the short few seconds from his coughing to his shock, Qian Xiaoyi was also observing this guy.

The moment he inhaled the smoke and his temporary third eye was opened, the black aura appeared on Nanajo Masato's body again. At this time, Nanajo Masato clearly saw the existence of Ajian and the white fox and was frightened, but soon, as the black air surged out, he rubbed his eyes in a daze, obviously he could no longer see.

"This is so weird." Qian Xiaoyi held a cigarette in his mouth and scratched his head, "I clearly had a moment of clairvoyance, but I couldn't see it right away?"

It's just like those curses are declaring their own territory and preventing other evil spirits from invading Shichijo Masato. And according to the thinking of a materialist like Shichijo Masato, the effect of temporarily opening the third eye should be greatly reduced, just like Suzuki, right?
"Just now..." Nanajo Masato's face showed a look of fear: "What happened?"

(End of this chapter)