The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

Of course, there is another reason why the Archbishop made the decision so easily, and that is naturally because Emperor Lucia is unable to spare the time and unable to preside over the subsequent situation.

The moment the Holy Light Cross appeared, the satellite captured the scene, so every country with satellites knew what was happening.

So Lucia didn't think about hiding. After all, she had already been exposed, and hiding would only be deceiving herself.

The consequence of being exposed is the questioning of major powers, but a lean camel is still bigger than a horse, and even a sick bear is still a bear.

Of course, Empress Lucia is not afraid of these verbal questions. Stop talking nonsense. If you continue to talk nonsense, don’t blame me for getting angry!

Having said that, it is impossible to lose your temper, so the only options are to argue with each other, and it will turn into a tug of war.

Therefore, Empress Lucia really cannot spare the time and can only solve international problems first before she has time to solve her own problems.

This battle between angels and demons that shocked the world has completely suppressed all the supernatural hotspots that came before it.

The happiest among them is naturally the island nation's government. You know, before this, they were the focus of the world, the first country to have supernatural beings, the first country to announce the existence of supernatural beings, the first country to have gods, the first...

With all these things going on, it is impossible for them to keep a low profile. They don't want this kind of focus at all. After all, no one likes to do things under the public eye without even a bit of privacy.

One word can sum up their mentality during this period: tired!

This incident directly made Lucia the focus of the world. Whether she is an angel or a devil, this is much more attractive than this small place in Kaka Corner on the island country.

Of course, the island government is not at all unhappy about being treated with such contempt. They even hope that they will continue to be despised like this until they are completely forgotten in the corner.

Regarding their wish, I can only say that they may not look beautiful, but their thoughts are beautiful.

Because Shenkong is back.

After Lucia watched the battle between angels and demons, Shenkong also took a few satisfactory photos from all angles.

Then he immediately sent the Corpse King to the State of Israel.

After doing this, I felt that foreign countries were just so empty and I missed the island country where I had done so many things for a long time.

Although his clone is there and they can share memories of life, memories are ultimately not as good as real personal experiences.

So, he came back.

"breath~breath~"

Standing at the door of his own bookstore, Shenkong took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "Sure enough, this is the air that lacks the energy to stir up trouble."

Shenkong, who felt like something was missing since he left, walked into the bookstore in a swaying manner, and what he saw was Zhukong's clone standing in the store to greet him.

"Why is it you?" The moment he saw Zhukong, Shenkong showed a look of disgust, "My little clerk? Ask her to come out to greet me."

"Hehe~" Looking at the original body standing in front of him without any image, Zhu Kong smiled helplessly: "She doesn't know that you can split yourself. If the two of us appear together, she will be scared."

"Come on, you're just gentle."

"No, I am your clone. My personality is actually your hidden personality, so..."

"Ugh~ Stop, stop, don't say anymore." Shen Kong stopped his clone from speaking in time. He didn't want to be called gentle by his clone.

"Come back first, and come out next time when I go out to cause trouble."

"it is good."

After he finished speaking, Zhukong, as his clone, stepped forward. As he walked, he became gradually illusory like a mirage, and then his figure became fainter and fainter until he overlapped with Shenkong's figure and disappeared completely.

"Okay, the guy who's in the way is gone. Hey, hey, little shop assistant, here I come."

While saying these incomprehensible words, Shenkong waved his hand to open the space door of the Crack Bookstore, and then before entering, he transformed himself into the appearance of Zhukong.

The vest cannot be removed.

Chapter 336 Drawing a Hundred Demons Night Parade

"Boss, didn't you just say you had something to go out for? Why are you back suddenly?"

Inside the Crack Bookstore, Reimu Furude, who was playing with the white cat out of boredom, suddenly found that Takesora, who had just left, came back, and asked with some confusion.

"I'm fine again, okay?"

"…You are the boss, whatever you say goes."

While lamenting that her boss had fallen ill again today, Furude Reimu, who continued to tease the chubby white cat, wisely shut her mouth.

It was common for the boss to have attacks, and she had gotten used to it.

Looking at the clerk who had no other reaction, Shenkong felt bored. This clerk had matured and his complaints were not sharp anymore.

"By the way, how many customers have been to the store?" Shenkong asked as he walked forward and picked up the white cat that Xiaobai had transformed into.

I haven't petted a cat for a long time, and I miss the feel of it.

"There are only six people, and they are all in this area. They all got different books." Furude Reimu counted on his fingers and thought: "Three minors, three adults, four girls and two boys."

"So few?" Shen Kong raised his eyebrows when he heard this number. This small number of people could not cause any chaos.

"It's not up to me to decide the number of guests. Besides, six people isn't too few."

"Okay." After hearing this explanation, Shen Kong said no more, but turned and walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a book that was neither thin nor thick.

"By the way, it might be chaotic outside recently, so don't run around if you have nothing to do."

"What's going on outside?"

"Outside..." At this point, Shenkong smiled mysteriously: "The hundred ghosts have revived!"

………………

Kyoto City, Kamigyo Ward.

An ordinary two-story villa stands on the street. Although it is a villa, it is not very conspicuous when surrounded by villas. Instead, it looks a bit crowded.

Unlike other countries, in island countries, it is not the rich who live in villas, but the poor. This is because the area of ​​these villas is not very large, most of them have only two or three floors, and this kind of villa is usually occupied by a whole family, so this kind of house is also called a single-family house in the island country.

Furthermore, these villas are built closely to each other and are very crowded. To put it more intuitively, in "Doraemon", Nobita's family lives in this type of single-family villa.

A young girl suddenly poked her head out from the glass window on the second floor of the villa.

Tange Oto was lying on the window sill of her room, looking idly at the unchanged streets outside. The scenery on the streets remained the same, all gray.

The flowers in the small yard are blooming brightly, both red and yellow. After all, it is still spring, a season when all things are reviving.

Today is a rare weekend, but because her parents have gone to work and her friends all have their own things to do, she can only kill time by doing nothing and looking at the streets outside.

"Ahhh~ Why are you so busy today?"

After watching for a while, Tange Otoshi laid down on the tatami with both hands on the window sill, and then rolled around in boredom.

After rolling for a while, Tange Oon probably felt that this was getting boring, so he stopped his childish behavior and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

"Hmm... half past twelve? Why is time passing so slowly..."

"That's right!" Tange Oon, who was lamenting the passing of time, seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly pushed himself up with both hands, "Basement!"

There is actually a storage basement under the two-story villa, but the basement is dark and scary. Normally, Tange Oto would never want to go there, but today she was really bored, so bored that she could only think of there.

She does what she says. Now she is the only one at home, so no one will say anything about what she does. If her mother was still at home, she would definitely tell her not to run so fast.

To be honest, the basement is not that dark, because there is actually a light there, but the color of the light is warm yellow. How to say it, the warm yellow color plus the dark basement makes it even more terrifying.

As for the basement with a strong horror movie atmosphere, Tange Oto didn't turn on the lights, but instead held a flashlight and crouched down and sneaked in.

Don’t ask why, it’s all about excitement.

In the quiet basement, the only sound I could hear was my own breathing, and everywhere I looked were junk I had never seen before.

This was the first time she observed the basement so carefully, and she unexpectedly saw many things she had never seen before.

"Is that a tennis racket? Is there anyone in our family who can play tennis?"

"July's Senate election? This is a newspaper from five years ago. Why did Dad keep the old newspaper?"

"who?!!"

Tange Oon, who was flipping through old newspapers, was suddenly startled. She seemed to hear a strange sound.

Swallowing his saliva, Tange Yin silently said, "Don't scare yourself. There are no ghosts in the world..." Well, there really are ghosts in the world.

After all, what happened at the foot of Mount Fuji last year was all in the news, the hundred-meter-tall skeleton and the Yomiuri Hirasaka that split open from the sky.

Yamanashi Prefecture and Shizuoka Prefecture are still under reconstruction.

But this doesn't mean anything. Her luck can't be that bad. It just happened that she encountered a ghost.

That’s right, she must have been overthinking it.

"Cough cough cough..."

He wanted to take a deep breath to slow down his heartbeat, but ended up choking on the dust. Covering his mouth and coughing a few times, Tange Oon walked slowly towards the place where the sound came from with a flashlight.

"what is that?"

On the floor not far away, there was a black book that was neither thin nor thick. There was a pure white title on the black cover, and judging from the handwriting, it should be handwritten.

"Drawing a picture of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons."

“Why haven’t I heard of this book?”

Because he didn't see anything else and there was only this book in front of him, Tange picked up the book curiously and read out the title.

But what is strange is that this book seems to have only a title and no author.

“A strange book.”

Looking at this strange book, Tange Oton found a place to sit down, placed the book on his legs, and began to read it with the light of a flashlight.

However, he couldn't tell anything just by looking at the appearance, so out of curiosity, Tange Oto opened the first page.

"Drawing One Hundred Demons Night Parade, this book should be related to ghosts, right?"

The moment he opened the cover, a gust of cold wind suddenly appeared for no reason, blowing up the book that Tange Oto was placing on his lap, and turning over the inner pages one by one.

"Woooo..."

In an instant, cold wind raged in the small basement, countless ghost-like howling sounds rang out all around, and the black book placed on Tange Oto's legs suddenly shone brightly.

"Huh..."

The sudden dazzling light forced Tange Oto to close her eyes, but before closing her eyes she seemed to see many black shadows flying out from the pages of the book in the strong light.

After a few seconds, the strong light disappeared and the basement returned to silence, as if nothing had happened. The frightened Tange Oton threw the book on his lap away and fled from this gloomy and terrifying basement.

Not long after she left, a chick with crimson feathers suddenly popped out from the book. The chick tilted its furry head and walked towards the basement door in a crooked manner.

The book "One Hundred Demons Night Parade" was quietly thrown aside.

Chapter 337: Sealing the Evil Demon

"All the ghosts have come out, how can the Ghost King not take action?"

At a certain tall building, Shenkong stood on the rooftop and looked down at the people coming and going below. Although it was a supernatural age now, the work that ordinary people should do would not change.

It is better to say that the changes of the times have nothing to do with most ordinary people. Although they are the cornerstone of the development of the times, they are just cornerstones.

Only a small group of people can experience and enjoy the changes brought about by the development of the times.

Some people may even be disgusted with the progress and development of the times. After all, there were not so many meaningless rules and so many banned bad habits in the past.

Getting back to the topic, looking at the bustling crowd below, Shen Kong knew that this was a pool of stagnant water without vitality. Since it was stagnant water, he would inject vitality into it.

Come to think of it, when he first started causing trouble in the island country, it seemed that he still had a lot of holes to fill.

Like the flame priestess he had transformed into at random, the three swords of the demon king Otakemaru, the two free-range black dragons and whales, and the seal of Mount Fuji Konohana Sakayahime...

Whenever Shenkong thought of all these things, he felt it was so troublesome, but the holes had to be filled, otherwise the story would have a bad ending, and he hated stories with bad endings.

However, an uncontrollable bad ending can be forgivable. Yes, the author is right and a bad ending is not a crime!

And he, Shenkong, is the creator who controls this extraordinary world, so, let’s fill the hole he dug before.

Thinking of this, Shen Kong no longer hesitated. As the idea gradually emerged in his mind, a long sword flashing with fiery red light gradually appeared in reality.

This long sword is the second of Otakemaru's Three Swords. The first one has been broken into two halves, one half broke into countless small pieces and returned to the ocean, and the other half with the handle returned to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Now, a new Three-Ming Sword has appeared. What kind of competition will arise?

Shenkong waits and sees.

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