The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 91 The Boy in My Heart (4)

The dazzling sunlight shone through the gaps in the blinds onto Inuyama Heita's face. He squinted his eyes and woke up from the sofa in the living room of the office. After sitting up from the sofa, he saw a piece of bread commonly found in convenience stores and a box of milk on the coffee table in front of him.

"Are you awake? There's breakfast on the table." Qian Xiaoyi was sitting behind his desk, browsing his phone, seemingly chatting with someone. His arms were covered in bruises and there were two Band-Aids on his face, which were the result of the injuries he suffered in the ghost realm yesterday, reflected in reality.

As he regained consciousness, Inuyama Heita remembered that Qian Xiaoyi had tried too many times in the Jiuma Tunnel yesterday, which resulted in it being too late. So after returning, Inuyama Heita did not go home, but fell asleep directly on the sofa.

"Brother Yi, are you okay with your injury?" Inuyama Heita asked as he picked up the bread and took a bite.

"Hehe~ It's nothing, what's that?" Qian Xiaoyi replied nonchalantly, "When my master taught me the skill of exorcising spirits, the method he used was much more cruel than this."

Seeing that he really had nothing to do, Inuyama Heita said, "Well, I'll go back first. I'll come back in the evening. You should still be going to the Kuma Tunnel in the evening, right?"

"Of course." Qian Xiaoyi said, "Our commission has not been completed yet, right? Go ahead."

Inuyama Heita nodded and was about to go out when Ajian's voice came from the utility room.

"Inuyama, save me! Help! Take me with you!"

Inuyama Heita sighed. It seemed that Ajian was still so weak that he couldn't even beat a few little ghosts. So he could only use the jade pendant to open the door and let Ajian out. Those little ghosts were afraid of light and retreated back into the tablets the moment the light came in.

Inuyama Heita put the crying Ken into the jade pendant and left the office.

After Inuyama Heita left, Qian Xiaoyi, who had been acting calm, immediately started groaning with grimace. He took out the medicine for bruises hidden under the table and lifted up his T-shirt, revealing more bruises. He fell pretty hard last night. Even with the protection of the amulet, he didn't suffer serious injuries, and he wouldn't become a vegetable like Kuroda did before. But it would still hurt if he fell too many times.

After what happened yesterday, Qian Xiaoyi found that this matter was really difficult to deal with, even more difficult than the slit-mouthed woman. The opponent was not strong, and if some offensive magic weapons were used, it would probably not be difficult to kill him directly. But the difficulty was that in order to face the opponent, he had to go to the ghost realm at high speed. Even the ancestor had no experience of fighting ghosts while riding a motorcycle, right? Not to mention trying not to hurt Kuroda's separated consciousness.

After applying the medicine, Qian Xiaoyi's cell phone rang. He glanced at the incoming call message and picked up the phone immediately: "Mo Ximo... Ah, I'm used to it. Hello, Senior Brother Zhang? Are you not busy now? Oh, I just finished my morning class. Yes, I'm in Japan... Oh! I'm not making any money. I just opened my business recently. It can't compare to you in the mountains. Not only is there less money here, but there are also more troubles. No more nonsense, you saw the message I sent just now, right? It's like this, I have an idea here, about the problem of talismans, I have a motorcycle, I want to enchant it, your lineage specializes in this, and you are very knowledgeable about this, so I called to consult... No, I'm not kidding..."

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A new day, a new beginning. Kuroda Nobunaga couldn't wait to be discharged from the hospital yesterday after no problems were found. He couldn't afford the hospital fees any longer, so after only one day of rest, he started running around, visiting his former superiors and friends, trying to get a job first, even if it was just a night shift security guard or something. However, the matter of the Lucky Mutual Aid Association seemed to have spread, and after running around all day, Kuroda did not get the job he wanted. The people he knew either rejected him politely or found excuses not to see him. He was busy all day but to no avail.

He dragged his tired body back home. Facing his family's questions, Kuroda smiled and told them that everything was fine, that his friends had already contacted him, and that he believed he would find a job again soon. The mother and daughter were very happy to hear these words. The family ate happily, and it was very warm. It seemed that everything was getting better.

But at night, Kuroda, lying on the bed, stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open. Endless fatigue told him that he needed to rest. But the heavy pressure made him breathless. These pressures twisted him like plasticine, unable to maintain a fixed shape. Thinking that he was still such a waste, perhaps he needed to be more humble and work harder, so that his former boss would accept him and his family could have a better living environment. In this way, with worry and fatigue about the future, Kuroda fell asleep while tossing and turning. When he opened his eyes again, he had come to the strange yet familiar tunnel.

"Here again..." Kuroda said in a trance. The forgotten memories in yesterday's dream came back to him. He seemed to remember what happened yesterday. The last time he came here, he saw Qian Xiaoyi driving his Angry Tiger Maru and getting into several car accidents. It was really horrible.

Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw Qian Xiaoyi squatting beside the tunnel, writing something on his motorcycle with something in his hand.

"What are you doing again?" Kuroda walked over and asked. Then he saw clearly that Qian Xiaoyi was holding a brush dipped in red paint. The body of the Nuhuwan car was covered with intricate talismans painted by him. They were so densely packed together that the whole car looked extremely strange in the dark tunnel.

"Can't you tell? Of course I'm modifying a motorcycle." Qian Xiaoyi said, "I tried it all night yesterday. I can't learn motorcycle skills overnight. I don't have the talent, so I plan to try my hand at the field I'm good at."

Kuroda Nobunaga was surprised and said, "You haven't given up yet? You were hit so badly yesterday. I told you not to do that."

The Band-Aids on Qian Xiaoyi's face and the bruises on his arms were still there, but he was not discouraged at all. He snorted coldly and said, "If I'm going to give up on such a small matter, I might as well go back to my hometown and live a lazy life. The so-called failure is the mother of success. Yesterday was just a test, and today is the real thing... Very good, the modification is completed, so it's fine." He nodded with satisfaction and stood up.

"Brother Yi, is there anything we can do?"

Inuyama Heita and Ken asked actively from the sidelines, they didn't want to just stand there and watch.

"Don't mention it, there really is one today." Qian Xiaoyi took out two palm-sized mirrors and gave them to them. There were also several runes written on the back of the mirrors. Ajian and Inuyama Heita took the mirrors and looked at them, and found that the mirrors did not shine on their faces. It should be said that the mirrors did not shine in their direction at all, but showed another angle.

Qian Xiaoyi explained, "These two mirrors are the rearview mirrors of the car. After I modified them, they can directly reflect the scene near the motorcycle. I was really busy yesterday. I had to deal with various emergencies while driving, which made me very busy. So this time, I asked you to help me with the early warning."

"no problem!"

“We can do this.”

Inuyama Heita and Ken spoke up as soon as they heard that there was finally something to do.

"Very good, very energetic!" Qian Xiaoyi nodded with satisfaction, looked towards the front of the tunnel menacingly, and said: "This time, I will let those two guys see my true abilities!"

(End of this chapter)