Full-Time Mage: Starting with Gengar, selected for the National Tournament

Chapter 133 Empty Muddy Jwa

A young monk suddenly appeared without warning, holding prayer beads and chanting sutras.

In an instant, a series of evil musical notes came out of his mouth.

Then two beams of blood-red light shot out from his palms, transforming into two red-faced ghost heads that opened their blood-red maws and charged towards Chu Ming.

"When did this monk appear?!"

The young monk's sudden attack startled both Nan Rongni and Mu Tingying.

"This guy... he has no shadow, he looks like a ghost!" Guan Yu swallowed hard when he saw the young monk in the moonlight, who couldn't cast a shadow.

"Gengar, Shadow Ball!"

Chu Ming immediately gave an order to Gengar.

Two shadow orbs were thrown out at high speed.

The two red-faced demon heads were instantly detonated.

Seeing how easily his red-faced demon could be defeated, the monk panicked and tried to escape.

"Hmph, trying to escape?!"

Chu Ming sneered.

At this moment, Gengar burst forth with golden lightning.

100,000 volts!

The dense lightning bolts formed a large net, enveloping the direction in which the monk had been hiding.

Zizizi!

Thunder and lightning vanquish evil!

A terrifying surge of electricity erupted.

The monk's expression twisted, and his figure became even more faint.

He felt his power fading, and his connection with the vessel growing weaker and weaker.

"No, impossible! I am immortal!"

The phantom monk roared.

But Chu Ming just watched quietly as the other person's body quickly became transparent.

Seeing this scene.

Mo Fan said with a wry smile, "Old Chu, you're too hasty. Why don't you torture him first? What if you kill him and Old Zhao doesn't come back either?"

"Don't worry, Zhao Manyan is fine."

Chu Ming explained, "This evil spirit thinks it is the master of the wooden fish vessel, but it is actually just a lowly puppet that has been abandoned."

"Now Zhao Manyan has completely replaced him and become the new contractor of the wooden fish vessel."

A few seconds later, it vanished like a ghost drifting in the wind.

[Congratulations! You have eliminated the evil spirits and ended the legend of Yan Mingsi's evil curse. Reward: 2 points]

I heard the notification in my ear.

Chu Ming was both amused and exasperated.

No wonder the people in charge of this temple only care about money.

They didn't care at all that they couldn't produce identification.

So this temple is a scam.

No, we have to get some compensation from them!

……

One day later.

Zhao Manyan finally slowly woke up and looked at Mo Fan, Chu Ming, and Ai Jiangtu in front of him, asking in surprise, "Wait, why aren't you all in your own rooms? What are you all doing surrounding me?"

"Don't you feel like something's off here?"

Mo Fan pointed to Zhao Manyan's head and asked tentatively.

"What do you mean? Am I out of my mind?" Zhao Manyan said, a little annoyed.

Look at this guy, he looks completely oblivious, like nothing's wrong.

Mo Fan shook his head helplessly and began to explain to him one by one.

After listening.

Zhao Manyan was completely dumbfounded. He had actually slept for a whole day and night?

He then looked at Chu Ming and exclaimed in shock, "Old Chu is awesome! He can even catch ghosts!"

"Did you have a dream just now, like a dream about a wooden fish or something?" Chu Ming asked, looking at him.

"Holy crap, you know what, I really had a dream just now. I saw a wooden fish vessel, and I'm sure it was a treasure, so I just grabbed it without thinking. Too bad it was just a dream!"

Zhao Manyan said regretfully.

But then it dawned on him, and he exclaimed in shock, "Holy crap, how did you know?"

"Here you are."

As he spoke, Chu Ming tossed out something wrapped in a tattered cloth.

"What the hell?"

As he spoke, Zhao Manyan slowly lifted a rag from his chest, revealing what appeared to be the extremely strange wooden fish vessel from that dilapidated temple!

He was immediately startled.

"Holy crap, am I dreaming?!"

Zhao Manyan stared at the wooden fish vessel in disbelief.

Mo Fan and the other members of the National Guard, standing to the side, shook their heads helplessly at the sight of the seemingly foolish person's good fortune.

But after all, this thing has been inhabited by evil spirits.

They weren't particularly envious.

The only thing that came to mind was that Chu Ming could lift that wooden fish vessel.

I couldn't help but feel shocked.

Because after dealing with that evil spirit monk.

Mo Fan originally intended to help Zhao Manyan take the wooden fish away, but the wooden fish vessel's restriction was still strong, as if a huge force was pressing down on it, and he couldn't lift the wooden fish vessel at all.

As for the others, they couldn't even touch the wooden fish vessel, let alone take it away.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

But who knew?

Chu Ming wanted to try, but he couldn't lift it.

But Chu Ming made it clear from the beginning.

This vessel has been contracted by Zhao Manyan, and only Zhao Manyan can take it.

This guy is a bit outrageous!

Why doesn't the restriction work on him?

……

The next day.

With compensation from the old monk at the temple.

Everyone received their train tickets to Tokyo.

Board the train.

The train gradually moved from the coastal area into the plains.

Time passed slowly.

The train stopped.

Zhao Man stretched and looked out at the city, then nudged Mo Fan beside him: "We've arrived."

"Are we already in Tokyo?" Mo Fan asked, rubbing his eyes in a daze.

"It seems we've arrived in Osaka?" Zhao Manyan asked, looking at the Chinese characters on the platform with some confusion.

Chu Ming smiled faintly and said, "It's Osaka. There's a Japanese National Stadium in Osaka. As the National Team, how can we miss out on this crucial challenge and training opportunity?"

"So it was a challenge."

Mo Fan immediately became interested, and a confident smile appeared on his lips.

As soon as I got off the train.

Jiang Shaoxu's shopping urge reignited: "The boys are enough to keep us entertained, let's go out and have some fun! Come with me!"

We arrived in a metropolis like Osaka.

Of course, we should explore the area thoroughly first.

Because she also speaks Japanese, she had to indulge in a shopping spree first, buying, buying, buying and then...

He immediately pulled Mu Ningxue, Nan Jue, and a few other girls aside, wanting to go out and have some fun.

Chu Ming and Ai Jiangtu exchanged a glance and shook their heads helplessly.

……

Shuangshouge.

From a distance, they look like two gray-white castles standing on the mountain.

Between the two sister castles, high on the cliff, there is also a suspended wooden walkway.

"These neon-lit twin towers are quite impressive," Mo Fan said, somewhat surprised.

"The eaves of the twin towers are the observation towers. From that angle, you can see the most intense naval battles in Osaka at a glance..." Jiang Yu, who had done his homework in advance, said, pointing in the direction of the towers.

Soon, the group followed the mountain path to the West Guardian Pavilion at the top of the mountain, and were about to stop and take a look.

Just then.

A young woman in a kimono, holding a floral parasol, looked displeased and loudly questioned in Mandarin, "Hey, isn't there a sign at the bottom of the mountain that says 'No Entry'? Didn't you see it?!"

The woman gently closed her pink floral umbrella, strode closer in her wooden clogs, and swept her gaze over the crowd, seemingly confirming her judgment. She raised her chin, her eyes filled with disdain.

"Hmph, I could tell you were...!"

But Chu Ming interrupted her before she could finish, and said with a smug Japanese accent, "Konnijiwa..."

"You are... a Japanese person?" The woman in the kimono was stunned.

(End of this chapter)