The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 705 Hope and Despair (8)

In a ramen shop late at night, Shichijo Masato and Inuyama Heita were happily eating ramen, chatting from time to time.

In the evening, after Inuyama Heita was sent back by Qian Xiaoyi, he happened to meet Nanajo Masato who was just about to go home downstairs. So at the instigation of Ajian, they decided to go out for some midnight snack.

Inuyama Heita felt really hungry after the special training, and Nanajo Masato had just returned from work and was planning to go home to eat instant noodles, so they hit it off and went to a nearby ramen restaurant to eat noodles.

Although the two were not familiar with each other at the beginning and were just acquaintances, after the summer vacation, Inuyama Heita had the opportunity to meet Shichijo Masato during the day. In addition, they had common topics about the supernatural, so after a while, the two became familiar with each other.

"Eh~ This kind of thing actually happened." Nanajo Masato sighed, "Have the exorcists and the evil cults gone to war? I've been working part-time recently, so I'm not very clear about what's going on over there."

He was wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, slurping noodle soup. He didn't look like a pampered young master at all. Even if his former subordinates saw this scene, they would probably not recognize this young master at first glance.

"It is said that several cultists with evil spirits have been eliminated." Inuyama Heita said, "But since I didn't see it with my own eyes, I don't have any real sense of it."

Nanajo Masato asked curiously, "What does it mean to destroy...? Could it be that you are using a technique to directly..."

He wanted to say "kill them", but Inuyama Heita shook his head quickly: "How can you be so brutal? If you kill someone, you will go to jail, right? It is said that those cultists rely on the evil spirits in the bottle to fight. As long as those evil spirits are eliminated, those cultists will naturally collapse. They originally have a very close connection with those evil spirits, so they can drive them."

"Is that so~" After hearing this strange story, Nanajo Masato's appetite increased and he ordered another bowl of ramen.

Inuyama Heita looked at the ramen in his bowl with surprise and asked, "Mr. Nanajo, you have a really good appetite."

If Ajian had not possessed him just now, he would have suspected that Ajian was possessed by Shichijo Masato.

Nanajo Masato asked in confusion, "Really? Maybe you've been too tired from your part-time job lately? That's why you get hungry so quickly."

"Come to think of it..." Inuyama Heita asked, "What part-time job do you usually have, Mr. Nanajo? Why do you always go out at night?"

Nanajo Masato paused, then frowned and said, "To be honest, I don't know why these tasks have to be done at night... but it is indeed very tiring."

"What's the specifics?" Inuyama Heita asked.

Nanajo Masato explained: "For example, cleaning up the houses of those who died alone, or being a sleep tester in haunted houses, etc...."

Inuyama Heita was surprised and asked, "Huh? A part-time job? Why would you do that, Mr. Nanajo?"

He had heard from Qian Xiaoyi that some so-called shady part-time jobs were actually using ordinary people as sacrifices, luring them with high salaries, and using them to neutralize the aura of some strange places. This was the result of those unscrupulous bosses not wanting to spend more money to hire exorcists to perform rituals.

"You knew that, too?" Nanajo Masato was a little surprised, but when he thought that the other person was Qian Xiaoyi's assistant, he understood. He said, "Because I am interested in training my spiritual abilities, I found a part-time job like this at the suggestion of a friend."

"Is it okay?" Inuyama Heita asked, "There are evil spirits in places like that, right?"

Nanajo Masato said, "It would be a lie to say it doesn't matter. In fact, I feel cold and dazed every time I work. But that friend helped me deal with this condition, and apart from the increase in appetite, there seems to be no effect." Inuyama Heita nodded. No wonder Nanajo Masato's appetite increased. It turned out that he needed to use hot food to replenish blood. When the body is healthy, the spirit will naturally be good.

"Your friend should be a professional, right?" said Inuyama Heita.

"Although he looks exaggerated, he is indeed an exorcist." Nanajo Masato finished his ramen in a few bites and stood up to pay the bill: "Maybe you know him~ Let's go."

They left the ramen shop and came to the street. It was already late at night and there were basically only the two of them on the street. Only occasionally a car would pass by, making it quite quiet.

"Speaking of which..." Nanajo Masato asked casually while walking on the road, "If the exorcists went to war with those cultists, would they take revenge? After all, they are all fanatics~"

Inuyama Heita was stunned, then said: "This... I don't know. Brother O and I were not involved at all. If he hadn't told me about this, I wouldn't have known that the war had started."

"I see... But we still have to be careful." Nanajo Masato nodded: "No one knows what those lunatics will do... Hmm? There seems to be someone ahead?"

"There are also some behind us!" Ken suddenly appeared and said, "Run! Inuyama clan! Nanajo clan! Someone is following us! They smell like those cultists."

Inuyama Heita and Nanajo Masato were startled and looked back, and indeed they saw some human figures.

"Run!" shouted Nanajo Masato.

The two men ran as fast as they could, running towards the direction of the apartment. Just when they thought they had escaped from their pursuers and were about to reach the apartment, a dozen people walked out from the side of the street. They were wearing black hoods that covered their faces, and each of them held a porcelain bottle in their hands. They surrounded the two men tightly.

"I hope to teach..." Inuyama Heita broke out in a cold sweat. He had already picked up his cell phone and wanted to call the police. With so many enemies, he couldn't defeat them alone. What if someone hid a dagger or a short knife...

Nanajo Masato shouted, "Hey! What are you doing? This is a civilized society. Do you want to kill people in the streets? Just like those peasants in the Middle Ages, killing us with pitchforks?"

"Oh my~ That's wrong." A young man walked out from the crowd. He was also wearing a black robe and looked to be in his early twenties. He had an ordinary appearance, but from the respectful attitude of other believers towards him, it could be seen that his status was not that of an ordinary cultist.

The young man stood in front of the two and said, "We haven't done anything illegal. Are you going to call the police just because we're walking on the street? What's more, we're just here to say hello. After all...hasn't your Exorcist Alliance already taken action against us?"

Shichijo Masato really wanted to say that he was not an exorcist, but it was obvious that even if he said that, the other party would not let him leave to ask for help.

Seeing that the other party did not want to use violence, Shichijo Masato breathed a sigh of relief. He asked, "What do you want to do? Since it is not illegal or against regulations, you should not stop us. Let us leave here quickly."

"Haha~ You can leave at will." The young man said: "——As long as you can get out of here... psychics."

The cultists held the porcelain bottles in their hands and began to whisper, and the two people among them instantly felt a strange aura gathering.

"This is..." Inuyama Heita broke out in a cold sweat: "They are creating a ghost zone! They want to attack us in the ghost zone!"

(End of this chapter)