The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 465: Mystery of the Hundred Ghosts (10)

"Thank you, Mr. Qian! Now I feel that the curse on me has been completely lifted. Please be sure to come to the competition tomorrow! I will perform well."

The rider bowed to Qian Xiaoyi with gratitude. After the exorcism ceremony that Qian Xiaoyi had just performed for him, he felt extremely good now. He would definitely perform better than before in tomorrow's race!

Facing the client's thanks, Qian Xiaoyi laughed and said, "I will come if I have time. I wish you better results in the future. But I probably won't be able to come tomorrow. After all, as you know, there are still many commissions waiting for me..."

The rider said, "Exorcists of your level, Mr. Qian, are really busy. I called you a month ago, and I just made an appointment with you now. I am so lucky to have you today. This means that from today on, my bad luck will also disappear! By the way, here is the commission fee..."

After coming out of the racecourse, it was almost dark, the race had ended long ago, and most of the spectators had left. In the pub next to the racecourse, frustrated gamblers were drinking to drown their sorrows, looking gloomy and miserable. Some crazy people were still studying the horse racing newspaper under the light of the street lamps, calculating the formula for "victory", and looking forward to the next race.

However, these have nothing to do with Qian Xiaoyi. He came here today just to do a commission, and he got the commission fee very smoothly. His living expenses will not be so tight for a period of time.

The only thing that made him a little dissatisfied was that Inuyama Heita had disappeared for the whole afternoon. He called him and asked him about it, but he told Qian Xiaoyi to take care of it first. If that guy hadn't been able to return the call, Qian Xiaoyi would have thought he was kidnapped by the enemy.

After arriving at the parking lot, Qian Xiaoyi finally saw the figure of Inuyama Heita. He was squatting beside Nuhuomaru, waiting for Qian Xiaoyi to come back.

"Heitaro, where did you go this afternoon?" Qian Xiaoyi walked over and said, "It's really worrying that you suddenly ran around like this without telling me why!"

"Brother Otoko." Inuyama Heita raised his head and said, "I think I saw my father."

"What did you say?!" Qian Xiaoyi showed a surprised expression.

Time went back to the afternoon. After Inuyama Heita arrived at the betting hall, he looked around curiously. He had been here when he was a child, and just like this time, he was brought here by someone.

——And the people who brought him here were his father and mother. He remembered it very clearly. At that time, his mother was ill and was always lying in bed in the hospital. After a period of time, her complexion improved a lot, so his father brought them here to play.

While recalling his childhood memories, he looked around. At this moment, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he suddenly saw the outline of a familiar person.

He was a middle-aged man with unshaven beard, long hair, and a woolen hat. He was wearing a washed-out blue denim jacket and his pants had patches on them. It was obvious that although he was not well off, he was still very clean overall.

He was concentrating on studying the horse racing newspaper in his hand, muttering to himself.

This posture immediately overlapped with the person in Inuyama Heita's memory, but compared to his memory, this person looked more haggard, and his clothes and face had changed a lot, so Inuyama Heita was not sure whether the other person was that person.

So Inuyama Heita involuntarily walked towards the figure.

"Is it really him?" Inuyama Heita thought, "Maybe I recognized the wrong person? After all, apart from the posture, there is a huge difference... Anyway, let's go and ask first."

When he made up his mind and wanted to go over and ask, the middle-aged man seemed to notice that someone was watching him. He raised his head and looked forward subconsciously, and his eyes met with Inuyama Heita's.

The moment the middle-aged man saw Inuyama Heita, his pupils shrank slightly and his mouth opened in surprise.

"He knows me! It's him!" Inuyama Heita's emotions were surging. He suddenly shrank back because he didn't know what to say to that person next. Should he blame him? Or question him? Or any other reaction?
Before Inuyama Heita could think it through, the other party took the lead. He threw down the horse newspaper in his hand, turned around in panic, squeezed through the crowd and ran outside. "Wait!" Inuyama Heita couldn't think any more. Under the disgusted eyes of the people around him, he pushed away the person in front of him and tried his best to catch up!
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"So, did you catch up in the end?" Qian Xiaoyi asked.

Inuyama Heita shook his head and said sadly, "No, I followed him for a long time, all the way to the station. There were a lot of people there, so I couldn't catch up with him. He ran onto the train, and when I arrived, the train had just left."

"Are you sure he is really your father?" Qian Xiaoyi asked.

"I wasn't sure at first." Inuyama Heita said, "But he obviously recognized me, so it must be him."

Qian Xiaoyi sighed, "This actually happened... No wonder you disappeared without saying a word. So your father is still alive? Why didn't he go back to find you?"

Although when they first met, Inuyama Heita had said that his father was missing and had not returned home for several years and there was no news from him, Qian Xiaoyi thought that he was no longer alive. He did not expect to see him here.

"I...I don't know either." Inuyama Heita was a little evasive.

It seemed that there was something hidden in it, but Qian Xiaoyi did not ask much. After all, it was someone else's family problem. Inuyama Heita didn't want to talk about it, so it would be useless for him to ask. When he wanted to tell others, he would naturally open his mouth.

Qian Xiaoyi patted Inuyama Heita's shoulder and said, "It's not far from here to the city. He should be in Tokyo since he came to this racecourse to bet on horses. So don't worry. As long as he's still alive, you will definitely meet again. I will help you find him."

Inuyama Heita was silent for a while, then said, "Thank you, Brother O."

Then he changed the subject somewhat abruptly and said, "By the way, Brother Yi, how was today's commission?"

Qian Xiaoyi smiled and said, "Of course it went very smoothly. This client is very generous. But it has nothing to do with you. Who told you to run away so suddenly? You will lose your share of the commission this time. This is a punishment for disappearing without saying a word."

"Huh?!" Inuyama Heita was dumbfounded.

"Hahaha~ Do you regret it?" Qian Xiaoyi patted the motorcycle and said with a smile: "Get in the car, at most I'll treat you to dinner, what do you want to eat?"

"High-quality Wagyu BBQ!" Ajian suddenly appeared.

"What's your business, you fat bastard!" Qian Xiaoyi said angrily, "You want to eat high-quality Wagyu barbecue? With your appetite, this money won't be enough for you to eat several times!"

"Eh? Stingy~" Ajian shrank back and successfully got a roll of the eyes from Qian Xiaoyi.

As night fell, the two drove their motorcycle towards the city while thinking about what to eat for dinner.

(End of this chapter)