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Chapter 423: Damn, Magic Mirror

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"Feng Daoyou, how is your Japanese? Since you have dealt with Japanese people before, it must be pretty good."

Feng Lao Si: "Ahem, it's okay."

You look so guilty, you can't just say "Baga", "Yoshi" or "Red Bean Paste Private Marseille".

"What about you?" asked Feng Lao Si.

"My girlfriend is a Japanese major, and I studied seriously with her."

"girlfriend?"

Feng Laosi was confused. He knew Zhang Ling's identity, and he also knew Cheng Xiaodong, which meant there were others.

He is so diligent in finding a girlfriend, if he doesn’t succeed, who will?

"That's good."

They got off the plane safely, and then they looked at each other, confused.

"Don't you know Japanese?" X2
Got it, everyone is bragging.

Everyone tacitly agreed not to discuss the matter any further. In the arrival hall, a beautiful long-haired lady wearing skinny jeans and high heels was seen holding a sign.

The words "Feng Tan" are written on it.

As he approached, Tan Wenjie couldn't help but ask, "Fellow Daoist Feng, do you know Song Longzi?"

"Many people say I look like Matsu Takako." The other party spoke fluent Chinese. "I am Kotoko, a Japanese exorcist."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Tan Wenjie, you can call me Ajie." Tan Wenjie took the initiative to extend his hand and shook hands with the other party. "This time I'm working with Uncle Feng. I heard that Japan's most powerful female exorcist is coming to pick us up. I know Uncle Feng never lies."

Feng Lao Si: “…”

Who has been calling herself Fellow Daoist Feng all the time, and when did she ever say that she was the most powerful female exorcist in Japan.

Qinzi used a smile to keep a distance between herself and Tan Wenjie, not making people feel distant, but definitely not too close.

"plz follow me."

On the way, Feng Laosi and Qinzi talked about the current situation in Japan, the chaos caused by demons, and even an evil spirit that killed people live on TV some time ago.

Here, ghosts are a kind of monsters, and evil spirits are evil ghosts.

As the two chatted, Tan Wenjie was lost in thought.

It has been said in the past that there are many monsters and demons in Japan, but there are no powerful exorcists. The most famous one is Abe Haruaki.

But there is no need to worry now, as the most capable Taoist priest in Hong Kong has arrived, and with himself included, he can guarantee with confidence that those evil spirits and monsters will be in trouble, and he will never go back until he has killed them all to his heart's content.

Especially after hearing Qinzi say that he would be haunted by ghosts if he walked on the street in broad daylight, Tan Wenjie felt heartbroken. He should have rushed over as soon as possible. Now maybe he has already raised his score, and then he can lie down happily and leave this world when the time comes.

Half an hour later, Kotoko dropped the two off at the intersection and left.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, are you sure she is here to help me?"

It's no different than a taxi driver.

"She is not suitable to take action next." Feng Lao Si said, "We are investigating a local Yakuza organization, and she is the official exorcist."

Tam Man Kit: "You are still a police officer. Can Hong Kong Island enforce the law here?"

"Just don't get caught."

He knew that Feng Lao Si was very flexible.

According to Feng Lao Si's plan, they had to find a way to sneak into the base camp of a gang, capture a young leader inside, and then torture him to extract a confession.

The final stage of the torture had little to do with Tan Wenjie.

Standing on the street in Osaka, there is a pachinko parlor in front of you.

Feng Lao Si kicked the door and rushed in.

"Is this what you call sneaking in?" Tan Wenjie complained and followed. As soon as he entered the store, he saw Feng Laosi suddenly run up and step on the wall to gain leverage, then he kicked in the air and knocked down a sturdy man who was about 1.9 meters tall.

He landed and swept his leg, knocking down another one.

At the Fist of Fury scene, Feng Lao Si had already entered combat mode, and Tan Wenjie was too embarrassed to hide his weakness.

Just in time, someone felt that Feng Lao Si was difficult to deal with, so he rushed towards Tan Wenjie. It seemed that he had learned Muay Thai for two years, and he threw a flying knee at him.

Tan Wenjie quickly slapped the opponent on the knee, easily pressing the jumping figure back, and then slapped the opponent in the face while he was still confused.

Bang, the person is spinning like a top.

Then five people rushed over.

Tan Wenjie swung his arms in a circle, "pa pa pa pa pa", the five people's cheeks were evenly stressed, their bodies flew into the air and spun, and landed beautifully.

There was still one bald guy left, looking at Tan Wenjie nervously.

The bald man looked back and saw that several capable people had their heads pressed into the table, with their buttocks sticking up, pretending to be unconscious.

To fight or not to fight?

While he was hesitating, Tan Wenjie rushed over and punched him in the nose.

"Private Marseille!" The bald man bowed.

"Please ask your mother, can you speak Mandarin?" Tan Wenjie asked.

The bald man covered his nose and pointed behind Tan Wenjie.

The man who had been slapped down by Tan Wenjie stood up staggeringly with a swollen face.

"Can you speak Mandarin?"

"I am Chinese." The man with the swollen face nodded.

"Damn, why didn't you tell me earlier? I would have saved some energy just now. Oh, and where is that guy of yours, get him out quickly. We need to leave before the police get here."

The bald man suddenly said a lot of gibberish, and the swollen-faced man also responded with gibberish. Tan Wenjie barely understood what he heard. It seemed that he was asking what the swollen-faced man had talked about with him.

The swollen-faced man only said that he was going to beat up Ruotou.

"Bagaya Deer--!"

A very classic tongue flick.

Judging from the length of time that the tongue was clicking, the other person's identity was definitely not simple.

The bald man angrily punched the swollen-faced man to the ground.

Tan Wenjie angrily kicked the bald man over and said, "Why are you hitting him?"

How can he find someone without a translator?

He turned to look at the swollen-faced man whose face was completely swollen, "Friend, are you okay?"

The swollen-faced man staggered, raised his fist and aimed at Tan Wenjie to hit him, but Tan Wenjie kicked him back with a clean kick.

"Fuck, you betrayed your compatriots! Shit!"

This was a very successful infiltration. Tan Wenjie and Feng Laosi defeated all the extreme tongue-snapping men, and all of them were unconscious, so no one noticed their arrival.

The interrogation was not very successful because Feng Laosi's Japanese was not very good and Tan Wenjie could only act as a translator reluctantly.

"Ajie, tell him that if he doesn't cooperate I'm going to break his arms and legs and shove his head up his ass."

Tan Wenjie: "I don't know a few words. Can I change them?"

His Japanese is quite weak, and due to the limitations of the learning environment with Xiao Min, he speaks Japanese more fluently in certain specific contexts.

"can."

"If you don't obey, he will go and fix the water pipes when your wife is not at home. He is also very good at dripping candles and using whips!"

The one who was caught opened his eyes wide.

"How about it?"

"I don't understand." Tan Wenjie slapped the other person on the forehead, "Speak properly and stop flicking your tongue!"

This time he was much more well-behaved, spoke softly and did not flick his tongue at all.

"He said he was just an errand boy, but he had the documents, which were with the team leader." Tan Wenjie was puzzled, "Who is the team leader?"

Ruotou pointed at the 1.9-meter tall man who was knocked down by Feng Laosi at the beginning.

"..."X2
The mission was successfully completed. Feng Laosi contacted Qinzi again, and everyone went to Tokyo after a short rest.

"Ajie, what are you doing?"

"I'm worried that Tokyo is too hot, so I want to buy some extra underwear."

"Buy me a few too."

It would be much more convenient to go to Tokyo, and they could live in Kotoko's house. Tan Wenjie was very satisfied with this, but he immediately changed his mind when he heard that he had to squeeze in with Feng Laosi.

With Feng Lao Si guarding him, he had no chance of picking up girls. Besides, he had no feelings towards Matsu Takako, and it was definitely not because she was an exorcist machine who looked sexually apathetic.

Things like fate and mission, the settings are too different from his style, so forget it.

In Tokyo, Tan Wenjie didn't feel how hot it was, but he did feel that the neighborhood was surrounded by a bad atmosphere. Many people were entangled by a little bit of resentment, which would not kill them, but would give them nightmares at night.

Kotoko said, "That's normal. There are many evil spirits here that have been harboring grudges for a long time. I can only advise people not to get close to those places."

“Are there any famous evil spirits in the local area?”

"Slit-mouthed woman."

"Have you ever caught one?"

"I have caught her, but she will revive infinitely and cannot be sealed."

Tan Wenjie was not surprised. It was difficult for a ghost to die if it had "grudge". Just like Chu Renmei, unless she was struck by lightning and nothing was left, she could be resurrected as long as she had grudge.

Tokyo is like a huge jar for breeding poisonous insects. He strongly suspects that even if an ordinary person dies, he will never be reincarnated and will most likely become one of them.

The local exorcists are not in a hurry, and Tan Wenjie is even less anxious. It is the local monsters in Tokyo that should be anxious.

When they arrived at the shrine, Tan Wenjie and Feng Laosi would definitely not go to worship their gods, and Qinzi did not lead them to the Torii gate, but turned directly and took a side road to an apartment.

Tatami, no TV, and knowing that every inch of land is valuable, Tan Wenjie is not used to putting himself in a difficult position.

They were not the only ones here. They even met a shaman from South Korea who communicated with them in English, which made Tan Wenjie feel overwhelmed.

He thought Japanese English was already very arrogant, but he didn't expect Korean English to be no less impressive. He only learned that Kotoko made friends all over the world and had connections with exorcists from all over the world. When they came to Japan, Kotoko would provide help, and when Kotoko went to find them, they would also do their best to be hospitable.

Feng Lao Si was short of money and had to wait for the right opportunity, so he discussed with Qinzi and other exorcists and decided to stay.

Tan Wenjie just wanted to play in the wild, so he immediately picked up his luggage and prepared to find a hotel to stay in.

After checking into a nearby star-rated hotel, he was planning to find a place to eat, drink and have fun when he heard a few girls whispering.

"It's such a weird death."

"Yeah, I don't know who will be next."

Tan Wenjie heard it, but didn't stop. He was hungry, and nothing was better than finding a place to eat right away.

After several twists and turns, Tan Wenjie stopped.

“Chinese cuisine.”

He had no choice. He didn't trust his own experience of stepping on landmines, so he decided to wait until he had eaten his fill before spending his energy on stepping on landmines again.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the boss chatting in Mandarin.

It is authentic cuisine, for sure.

The boss suddenly answered the phone and frowned.

He looked at the phone several times, muttered something and hung up.

Tan Wenjie saw it clearly. His phone was completely filled with resentment, which was no less intense than when he first met Chu Renmei.

When the boss casually put the phone on the table, he suddenly raised his hand and flicked it, and the phone fell to the ground with a "bang", and the battery fell out.

"Oh no, it's broken!" The boss went to pick up the phone with concern.

The resentment on the phone slowly gathered, rotating like a radar, and finally pointed at Tan Wenjie, as if trying to confirm whether it was Tan Wenjie who did it.

Tan Wenjie grinned at the resentment and showed it an international friendly gesture under the table.

"Buzz."

The phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the phone and chose to answer it.

"what--?"

The phone hangs up.

He heard clearly that the voice on the other end of the phone was his own.

Call time: 3 hours later.

"A ghost call?"

He remembered that when a ghost calls, it will make a call across time and space, and the call will be made at the time of death of the person answering the call, so that this time and space will be briefly connected with the future time and space of death.

It is hard to say whether it is really possible to transcend time and space or it is just an illusion.

Tan Wenjie calmly ordered the dishes and ate. He didn't expect to encounter a hard dish as soon as he arrived here. He is the kind of person who only responds to soft dishes and not hard ones.

It took me an hour and a half to eat.

It was still daylight outside when we left the restaurant.

"Hello, can we exchange contact information?" A girl came up to Tan Wenjie with blushing cheeks.

Tan Wenjie spoke in Mandarin and gestured: "I am a foreigner, I don't understand."

The other party seemed a little regretful, but did not leave. Instead, he gestured in front of him for a long time before waving his hand reluctantly.

Time passed quickly. Tan Wenjie regretted that he did not encounter any ghost calls or other ghosts, but there were many girls who came to say hello to him.

She is very open-minded, but her appearance is not that good. She is not even as good as Matsu Takako...Kotoko, so he is even less interested in her.

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw a small RV swaying on the side of the road in front of me, with a mirror installed on one side.

"Damn it, the Magic Mirror."

Tokyo was indeed very hot, but unfortunately the teachers he knew were all relatively young, and most of the actresses he knew during this period were those who were wearing clothes.

After watching for a while, the phone suddenly rang.

The ghost called, the call finally came.

As soon as Tan Wenjie answered the phone, he saw a man approaching.

"Sir, do you have time?" The other party pointed to the RV, "Just stand in front of the mirror, we are willing to pay for it."

"what--?"

Tan Wenjie mistakenly thought that he had heard wrongly. He was so handsome, but not only was he not allowed to be the protagonist, but he was actually made to stand outside.

"Hiss, hi-hi--" the sound of something spraying came from my ear.

Then a negative energy came from behind him.

"I am not interested."

He turned around suddenly, and pointed his left hand with the sword finger. There was a series of "puff puff" sounds in the air, and a gray-black figure wrapped in resentment rushed over from the ground and immediately rolled to the ground.

It has loose hair and uses its hands and feet very flexibly.

After discovering that Tan Wenjie didn't seem that easy to deal with, he immediately distanced himself.

"Your predictions are not very accurate." Tan Wenjie shook his head.

The man who just initiated the conversation:?

Seeing that Tan Wenjie was talking to the air, he remembered that there were many mentally unstable people in this place, so he decided not to provoke him and quickly turned and left.

The resentment completely enveloped the figure, and one could only vaguely see that it was a little girl.

"Do you want to try calling again?" Tan Wenjie held up the phone and gestured, "You can extend the time a little more this time."

The figure turned and disappeared.

"Is it strange that the mechanism cannot communicate?"

That would be a bit boring.

He still prefers the kind that can resist and communicate. After all, the greatest pleasure of catching ghosts for him is to play with them. If the enemy doesn't know how to be afraid, the fun is reduced by half.

After returning to the shrine, Tan Wenjie specifically sought out a few exorcists to chat with.

According to his understanding, the exorcist from South Korea had a very difficult pen in his hand and had tried to seal it several times without success. Of course, what they talked about the most was the most popular house recently.

It is said that anyone who enters will surely die, and the exorcist will die as well.

How many haunted houses in Japan will not kill people after entering them?

Too popular.

A little girl came over. She was Kotoko's younger sister Makoto, who had no talent compared to Kotoko, who had great talent.

But she is very interested in catching ghosts, which is completely opposite to Kotoko who has to bear the mission.

What kind of Japanese hot-blooded comic setting.

It seems that after coming here, the people around me begin to have an inexplicable sense of being a middle school student.

After knowing that Tan Wenjie was interested in haunted houses, he brought a newspaper: "This is the family. The man went crazy and killed his wife, hid the body in the attic, and then killed his son's elementary school teacher and the elementary school teacher's pregnant wife. He even cut out the baby in her belly and put a phone in it. Then he committed suicide, but the child is now missing."

Tan Wenjie glanced at the list of victims published in the newspaper.

Zoboga coconut.

The missing child is named Toshio Saeki.

"I have a place to stay tonight."

(End of this chapter)