Zongman: Please stop destroying the worldview!

"Hey, what's that in the front?" Taiyi in the back seat patted Axiong's shoulder.

"That's... a dog? Being ridden by a cat? At this speed? I'm not drinking."

Ah Xiong tightened his grip and wanted to follow to see what this outrageous scene was all about, but before he could get close,

The cat turned around and gave them a mocking look, then twisted the dog's ears, and the ridiculously large dog suddenly shot out as if launched from a catapult!

"What the hell!?" Ah Xiong's goggles almost flew off.

What's even more outrageous is that the dog actually used a perfect knee grinding technique to turn the corner, and the tilt angle of the dog's body was even more exaggerated than that of their motorcycles.

"Captain! That guy is laughing at us!" Taiyi shouted, pointing at the dog.

As if hearing the shouts of the bikers, Felyne proudly turned around and waved his paw.

"Young man, the motorcycle is nice, but your posture is too stiff!"

Five motorcycles stopped at the roadside. Ah Xiong took off his helmet, revealing his pale face.

"Brother...is it time for us...to retire?" Taiyi's voice was trembling.

Ah Xiong silently took out his phone and called his sworn enemy: "Hello, tomorrow's Wangan showdown... is canceled."

"Huh? You guys, Kuma-Kume Special Attack, are you going to admit defeat?"

"It's not giving up..." Ah Xiong looked at the direction where the cat and the dog disappeared, and piously made a cross on his chest, "I saw... the God of Speed ​​Racing.

Let’s go play volleyball with the Women’s Mutual Aid Association in the future.”

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While the cat and the dog were having fun outside, Chen Mo also started to do his business.

After Chen Mo's sifting, he found five or six shrines with potential problems. Some were well-known online tourist attractions, while others were so small and deserted that he wondered if they were closed. He decided to start with something nearby. Less than ten kilometers from where he lived, there was a shrine that was said to be quite effective. Because it was close to several high schools, it had become a popular spot for students, and a commercial district had even developed around it.

It was Saturday, and people were coming and going. Chen Mo squeezed in the bustling crowd, carefully sensing the situation of the shrine.

No, nothing, it was strangely empty.

The shrine is well-decorated, with tourists drawing fortune sticks and praying inside, vendors selling all sorts of souvenirs, and neatly dressed shrine maidens guiding the guests. But in a place like this where wishes gather, the inner shrine, where the offerings are made, is empty.

It was strange. Even if there were no gods or monsters in this place, there would at least be some unformed wish-spirits gathering here, but there was nothing. Chen Mo wandered around the shrine for a long time, but apart from a few evil spirits hiding in the corners, he didn't see any mysterious phenomena.

Watching a group of tourists putting coins in front of the tribute box and making a wish, Chen Mo hesitated: Should he join them and make a wish to see if anything changed? But what if the wish itself was a trap?

"Hello? How are you? Do you need help?"

Suddenly, he heard English voice with a unique Japanese Katakana accent. Chen Mo turned around and saw a girl with long pink hair holding a paper sign, greeting him excitedly.

She continued: "Hey, are you Chinese? Can you speak English? Hello?"

I was just wandering around aimlessly and staring at the shrine. It seems that this enthusiastic girl mistook me for a foreign tourist who couldn't speak the language.

To be honest, although they are of the same race, there is still a big difference in appearance between Chinese and Japanese. Should we say that it is a difference in temperament?

Chen Mo nodded at her, not for any other reason, but simply because he wanted to hear her funny, poor Japanese pronunciation again.

But the other party tilted his head to look at him, hesitated for a moment, and spoke in even more broken Chinese:

"Hello, thank you, Xiao Long Bao, bye?"

There's no way, I can't stand it anymore.

Chen Mo: “Thank you. I can actually speak Japanese.”

"what!?"

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Although this girl is enthusiastic, her behavior always reveals a sense of foolishness. Her name is Chihaya Aine, and she is also one of the students who came to pray.

In order to apologize for teasing her, Chen Mo bought two crepes as an apology gift. After taking a bite of the fruit crepe, the angry Aiyin forgave him at the speed of light - although it was a little sugary, she was really a good child who was easy to coax.

Aiyin: "I didn't expect you to speak Japanese so well. Are you an international student from China?"

It's not that I'm learning Japanese, I just always have a translation spell on myself to avoid various language problems.

Chen Mo: "No, if you must say, I'm here for tourism."

Aine: "Actually, I just came back from studying in England too. I came here to pray for a brilliant high school life. What brought you here?"

Chen Mo: "I'm here to check if there are any gods or monsters in the shrine."

Aine: "Huh? Haha, that's an interesting reason, but doesn't it mean that gods exist just because we believe in them?"

Chen Mo: "That's not necessarily true. For example, there's no god in this shrine, so making a wish wouldn't be of any use."

Aine: "What a bummer! What's important in making a wish is the thought behind it! Just like everyone knows Santa Claus is fake, but we still hope for gifts! Besides, if you can't see it, does it mean it doesn't exist? Maybe the gods are just being lazy and not showing up for work."

Chen Mo was amused by Aiyin's statement. He replied, "You're right. If Santa Claus doesn't come to deliver gifts, we can give them to our friends ourselves. Making a wish, besides praying to the gods, is more about confirming your own feelings."

Aine also smiled. "Wow, you suddenly say something that makes a lot of sense! By the way, since this is your first time in Japan, you must be unfamiliar with the customs of the shrine, right? Let me show you around, okay?"

Chen Mo: "Okay, thank you very much!"

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Chen Mo and Aiyin stood in front of the offering box, put coins into the box, bowed twice, whispered a wish, and finally hung the note with the wish on it on the wishing rack.

Chihaya Aine placed the coins in the box and bowed, muttering softly, "God bless me, my high school life must be brilliant! Also, please let me forget those bad memories!"

The sound was very small, but it was clear enough for Chen Mo to hear. He saw that there was nothing unusual about Aiyin who made the wish, which meant that this wish-making process was not a trap.

So he dropped his coin into the box as well, muttering a wish, "I hope the mana supply will be restored soon."

After making her wish, Aiyin skipped and skipped to hang her note on the wishing rack. At that moment, a girl in the queue behind them brushed past Chen Mo. She looked about the same age as Aiyin, with long flaxen hair. Despite her youth, her face wore a melancholy expression, like a widow.

She stood in front of the offering box and prayed in a low voice: "God, please, please let everyone in CRYCHIC come back. Please, I will accept it no matter what the price."

CRYCHIC? Isn't this the band Xiangzi and Lixi used to be in?

It's a small world, I can even run into a CRYCHIC member here. But it has nothing to do with me.

Chapter 34: Small Problems with Meeting the Son

After separating from Aiyin, Chen Mo wandered around the commercial street next to the shrine. It seemed like there were no clues to the shrine, so he decided to walk around and buy something before returning.

"Hey, little guy, would you like some Buddhist beads? They can ward off evil and bring good luck, they're really effective!"

Seeing Chen Mo wandering around without buying anything, a street vendor took the initiative to greet him. Chen Mo looked up and saw a familiar face - the girl with golden eyes haunted by an evil spirit that he had seen on the bus that rainy day, also looking for something at the stall.

Chen Mo walked towards her. "Hello! I didn't get to say hello the last time we met, so I thought—Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Jianzi glanced at him, then seemed to ignore him and fixed her eyes on the Buddhist beads on the stall, as if these fake handicrafts were the most interesting things in the world. Chen Mo had no choice but to pat her shoulder. "Hey, can't you hear me? Hello? You're shaking so badly. Do you want me to find a doctor?"

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In a cafe next to the shrine, Chen Mo and ten thousand reluctant Jianzi sat face to face.

"It's over, there's no way I can escape this time!"

He was on the verge of tears. His strategy of pretending not to see anything completely failed him in the face of this terrifying being. Evil spirits couldn't affect the real world unless he looked at them. But this being before him had a physical form and could communicate normally. Most importantly, it could actually hold him captive!

Since there was no escape, and Chen Mo had dragged her to this cafe, it seemed she couldn't escape without confessing. She could only try her best. What if this world-destroying demon wasn't interested in a little girl like her who could see?

After some trembling explanation, Chen Mo finally understood the girl's situation.

Chen Mo: "You mean, starting from a certain day in high school, you could see evil spirits everywhere?"

Jianzi nodded. "Yes, they are everywhere. I see these aggressive guys every day at school and at home. It's unbearable! There are also some in the closet, on the bus, in the bed, and even perverts lying on classmates and teachers! It's so annoying! Where do so many of them come from?!"

Jianzi felt a sense of relief. Anyway, he had been targeted by this terrifying existence and could not resist even if he was killed or cut into pieces. He might as well vent all the complaints that he had been hiding and dared not tell others.

If you talk to your family and friends, you have to worry about being discovered by the omnipresent evil spirits, but you don’t have to worry in front of Chen Mo. This guy just sucked away several evil spirits in front of you. In the eyes of the evil spirits, is he as scary as an ogre?

In other words, if he has no ill will towards you, can you run to him for refuge if you encounter an evil spirit in the future?

Chen Mo: "That's very strange. People with Yin-Yang eyes are not uncommon, but the gift of Yin-Yang eyes is either born with the ability to see ghosts, or it is awakened by encountering strong stimulation in life. It's really strange that you woke up one day and suddenly saw evil spirits."

Jianzi: "I don't know. Anyway, they seem to like me very much. They always appear in front of me, and - and now they are starting to harass my family and friends more and more frequently. I have consulted many people who claim to be able to exorcise spirits, but it's no use. Even when I visit the shrine, the Buddha statues are haunted by evil spirits.

I really, really don’t know what to do. Why do I always have to encounter this kind of thing?

My nose felt sore and tears started to fall. It would have been fine if my son hadn't said anything, but once he started to complain, the grievance and sadness made me cry uncontrollably.

Chen Mo thought for a moment and took out the paper stick with the bell: "Have you ever seen this style of wish stick?"

Jianzi nodded immediately. "Yes, I have. In order to deal with the evil spirits, I basically searched for all the relevant props I could find."

She took out a paper note that was very similar to the one in Chen Mo's hand, but the difference was that this paper note had three small bells tied to it.

"This was given to me by a witch I met by chance. She said it can ward off three attacks from evil spirits. I don't know if it will work."

"Which shrine is this shrine maiden from? Where is the shrine located?"

"Sorry, I don't know. She's been elusive. Even if she tries to contact me, she'll appear at a different shrine."

"show me."

Chen Mo took the paper slip, which was attached to a faint magical power. He used his mental power to probe and sense it. The curse carried by the paper slip was exceptionally brief and terrifying:

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My lovely container

Don't break

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Chen Mo put the paper back and said to Jianzi, "I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Jianzi began to tremble, "Let me tell you the bad news first. I need to be prepared."

Chen Mo: "The bad news is that you have been chosen as a vessel by some so-called god."

Jianzi: "I, I, I am the container?"

Chen Mo: "That's right, you don't have the Yin-Yang Eyes at all, but rather your physical constitution has been altered by some external force. Although I don't know the specific details, the unusually large number of evil spirits around you are probably part of the ritual to 'incubate' you as a vessel."

For a moment, the air fell into a deathly silence. Trying to lift his sinking heart again, Jianzi, whose hands and feet had turned cold, asked with his last bit of strength:

"So, what's the good news?"

"The good news is, if you kill that god, your problem will be solved!"