The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 864: Night Parade of One Hundred Demons (5)

"... Now let's take a look at what's going on at the scene. Mr. Xincheng, can you hear me?"

Hiroshi Nanajo sat in front of the table, ignoring the food on the table, quietly watching the pictures on TV. At this time, the program on TV had switched to the outdoor scene. A reporter was facing the camera, waiting for instructions. Since the signal was a little delayed, it looked like the reporter was stunned for two seconds before answering.

"Hello, host. This is reporter Xincheng. You can see that there is a dense crowd of people behind me." The reporter said to the camera with a microphone in hand in a very professional manner: "This Hope Church festival has attracted so many believers from all over the country. It is really surprising. I didn't expect that the Hope Church, which is usually not well-known, actually has so many loyal believers."

Host: "I noticed that in addition to the believers participating in the parade, there were also many police officers maintaining order. It's amazing. How many people were there?"

Reporter: "Although there are no detailed statistics, judging from the current situation, there are probably thousands or even tens of thousands of people on the scene. There are still many people joining the team."

Host: “It’s really spectacular.”

Host: "But when it comes to the Church of Hope, what people are most concerned about are the scandals that have been reported about them before, right?"

Reporter: “Yes…”

Before he could finish, a believer rushed into the camera and shouted, "Slander, that's slander! The founder would never do such a thing."

Other believers also shouted: "That's right, the Church of Hope treats us like family, it is a very gentle sect, how could they do such a thing?"

In their hands they were all holding the vases sold by the Church of Hope, and they looked indignant and excited.

In fact, it is not just them. Almost half of the believers hold this kind of porcelain bottle in their hands. This is also the largest source of income for the Church of Hope besides donations.

"What happened?"

"This TV station is spreading lies about the Patriarch!"

"What? There is such a thing? This needs to be clarified."

The crowd quietly surrounded the place, and just when the reporters were a little frightened by the enthusiasm.

"Ohhh! Here it comes."

Suddenly, the scene became noisy and everyone looked in the other direction of the road with great anticipation.

Host: "It seems that the believers don't believe that those rumors are related to the Church of Hope... What happened over there?"

The reporter looked back and said, "It looks like the parade has come over there. Let's go over and take a look!"

The camera shook as the reporter ran, and the photographer followed the reporter professionally without being left behind at all.

On the TV screen, a black shadow gradually appeared at the end of the road and was moving along the highway.

Beside Nanajo Hiroshi, Taoist Jingde stared at the TV screen, somewhat confused: "It has already begun. Once such a large group of people take action, it is not so easy to stop them... Now the best opportunity has been missed. How is Qian Xiaoyi going to stop the festival?"

"Don't worry, no matter what method he uses, he will crush your unrealistic wishes." Taoist Lingkong sneered.

"I almost succeeded! Almost!" Taoist Jingde's expression twisted: "If it weren't for the disciple you trained meddling in other people's business! If it weren't for me letting him go because of our old friendship..."

Taoist Lingkong laughed loudly, "What do you mean by old friendship? You are not familiar with Xiaoyi, you just want to prove your achievements to us! For more than 20 years, you have been suppressing your feelings by yourself for so long, no one can believe you, no one can tell you the truth. If you were an ordinary person, you would have gone crazy... No, you are already crazy, otherwise why would you choose to commit suicide and possess another body, you lunatic, hahahaha. You have been expecting someone to come and find you, otherwise wouldn't all the things you arranged be wasted? This is all your own fault!"

"Shut up, you old thing!" Taoist Jingde yelled. No one else could make him so angry, but this old guy could always hit his sore spot.

Nanajo Hiroshi ignored their noisy daily life and took a sip of the wine in his glass slowly. He felt that the noisy voices of the two people had gradually faded away during this period of time. At least after today, things will have a result. - No matter whether it is good or bad.

"See! It's the first float in the parade!" A reporter's voice came from the TV: "It's finally about to start! The Aquarius Festival!"

At the scene, Qijiao Zhengren was among the cheering crowd and suddenly felt a little uneasy. His current task was to lurk among these believers and pass on information to the other side through the headset at any time.

At this time, he was also holding a vase in his hand, pretending to be a believer. This vase was collected when he was fighting against those aquarius users before. Now it was used as a disguise prop, so no one around him suspected him.

But now it seems that it doesn't matter even if he doesn't have an Aquarius in his hand, because there are too many people, and plus he's wearing a baseball cap and disguised himself a bit, so no one will pay attention to him at all.

Nanajo Masato stood uneasily behind the crowd on the road, looking around, like an anxious believer waiting for the festival to begin.

However, from the moment he entered the crowd, Shichijo Masato felt a sense of being out of place. Thousands of fanatical believers gathered here, causing the surrounding aura to change. Even he, a half-baked psychic, could feel this, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"It feels like I have stepped into the realm of the dead..." thought Nanajo Masato.

"It appears! It appears! The first float!" people around kept shouting.

The motorcade finally approached this side. Nanajo Masato tried hard to squeeze to the front, and then he could see the float clearly. In front of the float, there were two traffic police motorcycles leading the way. A long string of parade floats were slowly driving along the road, and every time they passed a place, they would arouse cheers from the believers.

The leading float was in the shape of a huge porcelain vase, which was shaped just like the vase in Shichijo Masato's hand. On the stage in front of the huge bottle stood a person, a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes.

This person is certainly not the founder of the religion, Mari Amahara, but she is not the saint Chizuru Hayafune either. Her identity is...

"The Third Saint, Nagahara Maiko." Nanajo Masato recalled her information: "She is a former idol singer. Although she joined the Church of Hope later, she relied on her influence to gain a lot of benefits for the Church of Hope after her retirement. She is also a fanatical believer in the lies of Amahara Mari, so she was promoted to the Third Saint. Many ordinary believers joined this sect because of her identity. She can be said to be the face of the Church of Hope."

The float slowly stopped at the starting point. Nagahara Maiko waved to the believers around her. She held a microphone in her hand and shouted through the loudspeaker on the float:

"Brothers and sisters of Hope Church, thank you for waiting for so long!"

"Oh oh oh!!!"

Her words caused a huge response, and the voices rose and fell like a tide.

"It's great that everyone can come here to celebrate the birthday of the founder together!" Nagahara Maiko cried, holding her chest, and said excitedly: "Maiko is very happy now!"

"Long live the Patriarch!"

"Me too, I'm very happy too!"

“Everyone is happy!”

Nagahara Maiko continued, "I believe everyone knows that in order to respond to your support over the years, the founder has decided to give back to all the brothers and sisters on his birthday, on this sacred day. We will go to the holy place of the universe - the foot of Mount Fuji, and hold a blessing ceremony to bring more happiness and hope to everyone!"

"So, let's all follow the convoy in an orderly manner, and together we will move towards the hopeful and happy shore, and embrace the bright future!"

The atmosphere at the scene was explosive.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

(End of this chapter)