Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 125 Sakura Kurumi's Counterattack

Abe no Suzu came to the basement.

The coffin in Shi Gen's dragon-slaying formation was shaking violently.

Abe no Suku looked at the dim talisman in surprise and looked towards the direction of Meiji Jingu Shrine in confusion.

Why did the incense burning stop?
This has never happened in all these years.

Just when Abe Nosuke didn't know what to do.

The coffin stopped shaking.

Abe Nojaku breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the feedback.

As long as there is incense.

Although I don't know why there are so few today.

It is not far from Abe no Suzuya Villa, outside Meiji Jingu Shrine.

"Who are you?" A huge shadow questioned Fang Zuo, "Did you rob the incense?"

When the tall figure was halfway close to Fang Zuo, he felt something was wrong.

The power emanating from this person made him a little afraid.

I didn't dare to get any closer and could only question from a distance.

Fang Zuo looked at the huge shadow coming out of Meiji Jingu Shrine.

His whole body was wrapped in incense.

It seems that this is one of the characters enshrined in Meiji Jingu Shrine.

It's only one step away from becoming a god.

Fang Zuo hasn't spoken yet.

The tall figure seemed to have ascertained the strength of the person before him.

He was so frightened that he roared and tried to flee back to Meiji Jingu Shrine.

Fang clenched his left hand.

A huge golden hand suppressed the spiritual energy around it, and then firmly grasped the figure.

"Let me go, I am"

The golden hand clenched its fist and instantly crushed the figure to death.

Throw it next to the Nascent Soul and slowly peel off the incense.

"Who was talking just now?" Yingsora Kurumi didn't understand what was happening and asked in the video.

"I didn't hear clearly." Fang Zuo shook his head.

After Yingkong Kurumi continued to speak coquettishly to Fang Zuo for a few seconds, the intercom behind her rang.

He hurriedly put on his leather jacket.

Then after a few kisses, the call ended.

He got on his motorcycle and hurried to the Security Bureau.

Fang Zuo looked at the incense in his hand and carefully examined it with his mind.

It is not enough to rely on these to forge a door of incense, connect to the incense barrier, and go to the incense world where I met Lady Hachisha.

Not to mention using incense to create a small world for yourself.

Fang turned left and continued forward.

Arrived at the gate of Sensoji Temple.

As one of the oldest temples, there are many believers and tourists here, and people coming and going are endless.

Fang Zuo followed the tourists to the end.

The architectural style here is that of the Tiantai sect of Buddhism.

A huge statue of Guanyin is located in the back garden of the temple.

Fang Zuo turned and left.

Buddhist and Taoist origins.

The Buddhist sect is a huge force, and Fang Zuo is not bold enough to plunder the Buddhist sect's offerings from the world.

What's more, he has received a lot of favors from the Buddhist community in China.

But Fang Zuo turned around and walked a few steps, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

He frowned and turned back.

Looking carefully at the huge statue of Guanyin.

Then we walked back to the courtyard of Sensoji Temple.

Other Buddha statues are enshrined here.

Fang Zuo's expression became more and more strange, and he looked up at the sky above Sensoji Temple.

The strong smell of incense lingered in the sky, but it could not find its landing point.

Running aimlessly in the sky.

And slowly disappeared.

From time to time, devout Buddhist believers come into Sensoji Temple.

After burning incense and praying to Buddha, a trace of faith incense rose into the sky again, still without a target.

Then it also disappeared.

Fang Zuo frowned and stayed in the courtyard observing for a long time.

I felt uneasy and increasingly felt that something was not right.

The scent of incense fills the air at Sensoji Temple, but I can't find where it goes.

It is clear that Sensoji Temple is filled with statues of Buddha and Bodhisattva.

Vairocana Tathagata, Acala, Amitabha Buddha, Bodhisattvas and Arhats, none of them are missing.

But there is no statue to absorb the incense.

We can only let the incense fade away.

what is this?
Fang Zuo walked out of Sensoji Temple and headed towards Zojoji Temple.

Zojoji Temple is a temple located in Shiba Park, Minato-ku, Tokyo, Japan.

It is also one of the few ancient temples in Tokyo.

Fang Zuo strode in.

The entire building is in the style of Pure Land Buddhism.

The main hall enshrines Amitabha Buddha.

Fang Zuo looked up at the sky.

Still the same as Sensoji Temple.

The incense smoke hovered around without setting, and then dissipated after a long time without a target.

Only a tiny trace of incense descended into the courtyard of the side hall next door.

Fang Zuo strolled to the side hall.

Write a few big words.

The mausoleum of the Tokugawa Shogunate.

The spirit tablets enshrined here are those of the Tokugawa shogunate family.

The very little incense that was burned penetrated into the spirit tablet.

So, this place is the same as Sensoji Temple.

All Buddhist statues no longer accept incense.

Fang Zuo walked out of Zojoji Temple with an expressionless face.

Then we continued to visit several other temples in Tokyo.

On the way, they looted several batches of incense from the shrine.

After visiting the last Buddhist temple, Fang Zuo finally confirmed this fact.

Although Buddhism is not as prosperous as the native Shintoism in Japan, it can still be considered prosperous.

But why is this happening?

Fang Zuo even had a flash of inspiration and went to several Christian churches. The incense there still had a place to go.

Only Buddhism is like this.

Suddenly Fang Zuo had an idea.

I opened my phone and sent a message to Yingkong Kurumi.

Ask her to research where there are Taoist temples in Japan.

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Sakura Kurumi rode a motorcycle to the meeting room of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Agency.

Besides her, Takeda Taifu and several other high-ranking officials of the National Security Agency were in the conference room.

"Deputy Director Sakura Kurumi is here, so let's have a meeting." Taifu Takeda said with a smile.

"The first topic is the sinking of a warship belonging to our Maritime Guard. The details are all on your desks, so I won't go into detail."

"I have already dispatched four capable subordinates from the Security Department to the Northern Four Islands to investigate the matter of the Onibu Seal as tourists."

"But unfortunately, two of our four subordinates disappeared as soon as they got off the plane."

"Therefore, I have decided to appoint our most outstanding deputy, Yingkong Kurumi, to personally investigate the four northern islands."

Yingkong Kurumi smiled faintly: "When it comes to excellence, I can never compare to Takeda Taifu Chojo. I suggest you go there yourself."

"You're too modest, Deputy Sakura Kurumi." Takeda Taifu shook his head. "I know you have a lot of work to do, but it's a shame that this decision was made by the Security Bureau, a collective vote by several senior officials."

"At the same time, I also reported it to the cabinet and got the approval of the cabinet minister, and the document has been issued."

"You must relinquish your command of the Special Crisis Management Team and return to new assignments."

Yingkong Kurumi continued to smile and said, "When did the vote take place? How come I don't know? This is against the rules and won't count. I will report this vote to the cabinet and appeal this document."

"Kurumi-chan, you are still too naive. As the director of the Security Bureau, would I violate the rules?" Takeda Taifu stood up and gently patted Sakura Kurumi's shoulder. With a kind face, he said earnestly:
"You have so much to learn. I told you not to think this position is easy."

"If you hand it over early, nothing will happen. If someone else comes to take it, you might not be able to give it up even if you want to, and you'll have to pay a higher price."

"According to the revised bill on the National Security Agency's police management regulations, the person involved does not need to be present as long as the senior officials vote unanimously."

“Hence your protest.”

"invalid."

Takeda Taifu's expression suddenly turned serious and he shouted loudly: "I order..."

Everyone stood up, including Sakura Kurumi.

"In the name of the Director of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, I issue a police order: Deputy Director Sakura Sora Kurumi is to hand over all duties and positions in the Special Crisis Management Team."

"Depart immediately to the four northern islands to investigate the incident of the Onibu seal."

Takeda Taifu smiled and said to Sakura Kurumi, "Kurumi-chan, this trip to the Northern Four Islands might be a little dangerous. If you need any support, you can ask for it."

Yingkong Kurumi smiled brightly: "Master, I think you should send someone else. I may not be able to go."

"What? You're going to disobey the official order of the police? You're going to resign?" Takeda Taifu shook his head. "If that's the case, why bother disobeying Master in the first place?"

"Master, I think you are mistaken. I am not resigning."

"Are you going to disobey orders?" Takeda Taifu's face turned cold.

"I'm sorry, your order is invalid." Yingkong Kurumi said, "According to Article 13 of the Amendment to the Police Administration Regulations of the National Security Bureau, the Supernatural Amendment."

"If there are major, special, and paranormal incidents involving a registered spiritual objection committee, the Security Bureau's order may be disregarded or delayed."

"You should know this better than me, Master."

Takeda Taifu laughed heartily: "Kurouto-chan, there haven't been any major supernatural cases lately."

"Even the few evil spirit cases you have on hand haven't been filed with the Spiritual Dissent Council."

"If you want to use this to evade the National Security Agency's order, it's impossible."

"You are worthy of being a master." Yingkong Kurumi packed her things and took out her cell phone. She looked at the message sent by her man and felt a little suspicious as to why he suddenly wanted to investigate the Taoist temple.

She raised her head and smiled sweetly, "Master, have you forgotten that Shintoism is about to begin selecting this generation of Son of God?"

Takeda Taifu's expression changed, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Yingkong Kurumi: "Kurumi-chan, what do you mean..."

Yingkong Kurumi put on her small leather bag, stepped on the stool with her beautiful legs in perfect proportions, picked up the holster and tied it around her thigh.

The black leather pants that cling tightly to the skin and are stretched on Yingkong Kurumi's long legs are no less effective than black stockings.

The curves are exquisite and stunning.

"I have decided to apply to be selected as a Shinto child of God. Moreover, the Shinto side has also approved it and it has been recorded."

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to report it to the National Security Bureau."

"However, according to the revised bill on the National Security Agency's police management regulations, it doesn't say that it will become invalid if it is not reported, right?"

"Are you right, dear Master?"

After saying that, Sakura Kurumi smiled sweetly, waved her little hand to Takeda Taifu, and turned to leave.

Leaving Takeda Taifu with a dark face.

'Boom. '

He pounded the table hard.

A secretary beside him whispered, "Mr. Takeda, the promise you made in front of the Minister of Defense and the Chief of Naval Staff."

"Shut up, do I need you to remind me?" Takeda Taifu scolded.

"Even if she were to participate in the Shinto selection process, it would only delay the process for a while."

"Could she possibly be chosen? First, send a few more capable subordinates to write to the Secretary of Defense and the Chief of Naval Staff on my behalf, saying that action is already underway."

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Just as Nagano Rei walked out of the arena cage, a figure blocked her way.

Tsukahara Morihi smiled and said, "Ms. Nagano Rei, isn't it bad to break your promise like this?"

Nagano Rei curled her lips and said, "I didn't agree."

After saying that, he walked around Tsukahara Morihi and was about to leave.

Tsukahara Morihi stopped him with his hand: "You beat my brother like this, and you want to just walk away like this?"

Nagano Rei was stunned and said seriously, "Everyone who participated in the competition signed an agreement. Besides, I have already held back a lot. How could I have known that Tsukahara Shigeki would fall in just two strikes? You are from the Sword Saint family."

Hahaha.

The onlookers around burst into laughter.

Tsukahara Morihi glanced at everyone with a sinister look, drew his katana, and stabbed it into the ground: "So you look down on our Tsukahara clan? I challenge you to a martial arts duel, and now."

Nagano Rei looked at Tsukahara Morihi as if he were a psychopath: "I'm a girl, are you crazy? Who wants to fight with you, or even challenge you to a duel? Get out of the way."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Hahaha.

The onlookers burst into laughter again.

Tsukahara Morihi looked coldly at Nagano Rei's small back as she walked away, and sneered.

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Fang Zuo quickly received the message sent back by Yingkong Hutao.

This information is so easy to find, I wonder why Fang Zuo doesn't just Google it.

There is only one Taoist temple in the whole of Japan, and it is in Fukushima Prefecture.

Fang Zuo decided to go to the Taoist temple in Fukushima to see if it was the same as Buddhism.

At this time, Shinmura Jing was very satisfied.

Except for finding a white hair on my head, everything else is very satisfactory.

Especially the man's unparalleled strength, which kept her in a state of pleasure as if she was being fed.

In addition to the pain deep inside her body, the torn wounds reminded her that these things were not easy to come by.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Shinmura Jing opened the door, but there was no one there.

Just a small piece of paper.

Shinmura Jing picked it up and fell to the ground in fright.

A cropped photographic portrait.

(End of this chapter)