The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 766: Enemy at Honnoji Temple (5)

Qian Xiaoyi did not tell everyone when the formal combat would begin and what preparations needed to be made, or rather, he had not made a complete plan. After all, it was wishful thinking and foolish to formulate a combat plan before understanding the enemy's situation.

Therefore, we have to wait until Qian Xiaoyi and others have a clear understanding of the situation before making a decision.

"But how can we be sure that he is the traitor?" Xingchang Rang asked before disbanding. Although the target had been identified, Xingchang Rang still found it difficult to accept that the old man who had watched him grow up would be their enemy.

After his grandfather passed away, he still learned many of his exorcism techniques from the other person, so he could be said to be half a master.

Not only him, but all the descendants of the victims back then were well taken care of by Ashiya Yoshisuke. In their impression, Ashiya Yoshisuke was a kind and reliable elder, so they still couldn't accept it emotionally, and even subconsciously wanted to overturn this inference.

"It's very simple." Qian Xiaoyi said, "Blow up this old man's Yellow Spring House and see if it's true as he said. This thing is passed down from his ancestors."

"..." Xingchang opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He just gave Qian Xiaoyi a thumbs up and left.

Liuliyuan Hongming also made an appointment with Qian Xiaoyi, at that time Qian Xiaoyi will come to his house in person to see the hair of the slit-mouthed woman left by his father, and explain to him how to seal the slit-mouthed woman.

After everyone left, Qian Xiaoyi's confident face collapsed and he sighed. He was the one under the most pressure now. If even he had no confidence, others would be even less likely to do so.

"Brother Yi, can we really defeat Mr. Ashiya?" Inuyama Heita asked, "He is the descendant of the great Onmyoji from a thousand years ago."

"I don't know." Qian Xiaoyi glanced at him and said, "But I don't have the filter you locals have for him. In my eyes, he is just a more powerful psychic, no different from some wild Taoist priests or sorcerers. In terms of heritage, there are many sects in our area that have been around for more than one or two thousand years, and I have never been afraid of them."

"Uh..." Inuyama Heita was also speechless like Hoshiba Ryou.

He had forgotten that the cognitive school was trained through battles with the classical school with a long tradition, and they least believed in the theory that the older, the stronger. Moreover, when it came to ancient tradition, Qian Xiaoyi would not necessarily lose to the Yin-Yang master here.

Although he is a bit arrogant, he has the capital to do so.

So Inuyama Heita simply gave up thinking and just did whatever Qian Xiaoyi arranged without thinking about those troublesome problems.

They came to King Kong, who was playing with his mobile phone while watching over the sleeping Okubo.

"Mr. Qian!" King Kong breathed a sigh of relief: "You are finally here. How is Miss Yangzi doing?"

Qian Xiaoyi said: "She has woken up, and Ms. Wei Bo is taking care of her."

"That's good." Kongo looked at Okubo and complained, "This guy's snoring is so loud, it's killing me."

That's true. They could hear Okubo's exaggerated snoring from outside the room. If it was in the inpatient department, this guy would definitely be complained about.

Qian Xiaoyi fished out a cigarette box from his bag and said, "It's time to deal with his problem."

He took out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter and put it under Okubo's nose.

A wisp of green smoke floated into Okubo's nostrils and entered his lungs with his loud snoring. "Heh~ cough cough cough cough!!!" Okubo's eyes opened instantly, he bent over, and started coughing violently, awakened from his sleep.

He covered his chest and was about to cough out tears.

Qian Xiaoyi put out his cigarette, patted the guy on the back, and said, "Are you sober now, Okubo?"

"Who are you?" Okubo raised his head in a daze with tears and snot, blinked, and saw Qian Xiaoyi's face, and immediately came to his senses. Of course he recognized this guy, but the other party was not wearing the Sherlock Holmes COS costume, but casual clothes, which made Okubo a little uncomfortable.

"It's you! The psychic detective!" Okubo looked around in panic: "Where is this place?"

The corner of Qian Xiaoyi's mouth twitched. Okubo's current reaction made him wonder if Fushigi Yin was being too risky by entrusting the final information to such a guy.

"It's the hospital." Qian Xiaoyi explained: "We successfully escaped from that place. Since you have been unconscious, we sent you here for a check-up."

Okubo was stunned for a while. He looked around, then turned to Qian Xiaoyi and asked, "Where is the sword? That samurai sword..."

Before Qian Xiaoyi could answer, his eyes lit up with surprise: "I... I can't feel it anymore! You helped me get rid of those two troublesome guys? Great! I'm finally free!"

In fact, the vengeful spirit of the doctor in his body was destroyed during the siege of Father Kamino, and the residual soul of Fushigi Yin was in the samurai sword, kept by Fushigi Yoko. Neither of them was taken away by Qian Xiaoyi, but he did not explain.

"How do you feel now, Okubo?" Qian Xiaoyi asked, pretending to be concerned like a doctor, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No!" Okubo stretched his shoulders and said, "Thanks to you, I feel great!"

Before, he always felt pain in his shoulders, as if someone was pressing on his shoulders. He couldn't sleep well and often had nightmares. His mental state was always worrying, and he didn't know if he could hold on.

But now, not only did he have a good sleep and feel refreshed, he also felt relaxed. His muscles and joints were no longer sore, and he no longer had the pressure that was bothering him all the time. It was like he was reborn!
"Thank you, Mr. Psychic Detective!" Okubo said gratefully, "I'm finally out of trouble!"

"Get rid of trouble?" Qian Xiaoyi showed a sarcastic smile: "That's not necessarily true, Okubo, your troubles have just begun. Don't forget, Father Kamano has seen your face."

Okubo's expression froze. He asked in disbelief, "You... you didn't kill that guy?"

He had no recollection of the previous battle in the church, as it was forcefully possessed.

"It's a pity." Qian Xiaoyi shook his head and said, "He was saved by the saint. We also spent a lot of effort and almost paid the price of our lives to save you as well. After all, the other party wanted to kill you at that time."

"How could this happen..." Okubo was a little depressed. If he was coerced before and still had room for maneuver after getting rid of the entanglement of the evil spirits, then now he has completely joined the exorcist camp.

"Should I give up everything and go to a remote place in Hokkaido to hide away for the rest of my life..." Okubo thought dejectedly.

(End of this chapter)