Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

The rats roaming in the green belts and the wild cats strolling on the walls all rushed out and scattered in all directions as if they had sensed the precursor of an earthquake...

In the basement of the hospital building closest to him, which was marked "Mortuary," three translucent evil spirits in hospital gowns, covering their ears, with horrified expressions and twisted bodies, crawled out from under the floor and dissipated into wisps of foul air.

"..."

But Xia Fan, who was in the hospital atrium, naturally didn't notice anything unusual around him.

He was immersed in the joy of constantly breaking the limits of a certain musical scale, continuing to raise his voice that had long been inaudible.

"Crack..."

The lampshade of the street lamp above Xia Fan's head suddenly cracked and went out after a violent spark.

"Kacha."

Then, a large crack appeared on the screen of the mobile phone in his hand, which was specially made by Lesson 9 and claimed to be waterproof, anti-theft, anti-hacking and bullet-proof.

"Ahem... I think I got carried away..."

Only then did Xia Fan come back to his senses from that mysterious feeling and quickly shut his mouth.

"So, the 'inhuman boundary' means that the frequency of my voice can be raised to a frequency that humans cannot hear? Wouldn't that be the same as dolphins and bats..."

Looking at the lampshade and mobile phone that he had destroyed, he suddenly realized what had happened.

Due to their physiological structure, different organisms can hear different sound frequency ranges.

For example, humans can usually only hear sounds between 20 and 20000 Hz, cats can distinguish sounds between 30 and 4500 Hz, the highest limit for bears and macaques is 80000 Hz, dolphins can hear 180000 Hz, and sharp-eared mouse bats can even hear sounds up to 25 Hz.

Although I can no longer hear the sound I made just now, it has reached the resonance frequency of the glass and caused real physical damage...

"Ahem, you better be more careful when you speak next time, or you might turn into a humanoid self-propelled sonic weapon."

Clearing his throat, Xia Fan stopped the test.

But what he didn't know was that his "sound range" that broke through the limits of human beings might affect more than just material things...

"Mr. Xia Fan, you are here..."

The graceful figure of Aoi Jinguji walked out from the inpatient building in the distance.

"President Saejima and Inspector Higurashi just suddenly inhaled too much foul air. They are physically fine, but they may be in a trance for a few days."

"That community has been blocked off in the name of 'undiscovered natural gas mine leakage'. The bodies of the Songping people buried deep under the seven plots will be excavated and the Golden Dragon Temple will be asked to perform a salvation ceremony to ensure that the formation in the community is completely destroyed."

She walked quickly to Xia Fan's side, explained the case to him, and attentively handed him a bottle of drink.

"You didn't hear any sound just now?"

Xia Fan asked cautiously.

"Sound? I just walked down from the hospital building, but I didn't hear any special sound..."

"That's good... ahem, I mean, their lives are not in danger, that's really great."

Thinking that Saejima and Higurashi were fine, Xia Fan also breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, what about the residents in the Happy Community?"

He unscrewed it casually and noticed that it was a bottle of health drink for calming the nerves and nourishing the brain.

"The residents of Xingfu Community are not in danger of death. Most of them are still in a coma, but some have begun to wake up..."

"Judging from the condition of those who have woken up, they have severe memory loss and deep identity impairment."

"This is inevitable. After all, after being possessed by a powerful earthbound spirit for so many years, my personality has been gradually eroded and worn away. It's normal that I can't tell who I am..."

With a tired face, Aoi Jinguji sat down next to Xia Fan and drank a cup of coffee in small sips.

"What should I do?"

The bitter and herbal taste of the calming and brain-tonifying liquid in his mouth made Xia Fan frown slightly.

"Don't worry too much."

"Based on similar cases in the past, adults will slowly recover their self-awareness through the dual treatment of purification rituals and spiritual counseling..."

"However, the memories from when they moved into the community until now will be like a dream to them, with only fragments left."

"As for young children who are not familiar with the world, they will be less affected... After all, who doesn't have some vague childhood memories?"

Aoi Jinguji looked up at the night sky, her swan neck reflected an alluring whiteness in the moonlight.

"Well, losing some of my memories is better than having my life taken away by the earthbound spirits..."

"Also, even though there were a few years of blankness in my life, at least I've made a fortune."

Thinking about those residents who had gained wealth that many people might not be able to achieve even if they worked hard for their entire lives, Xia Fan didn't know for a moment whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Mr. Xia Fan..."

"This time, thanks to your timely removal of the Matsudaira family's 'human soul' and the destruction of the core of the formation, these victims were able to be rescued safely."

"Lesson 9 and the Psychic Association owe you so many favors, and as a consultant, I don't know how to repay them."

Aoi Jinguji pursed her lips and sighed meaningfully.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. In this situation, no one would sit idly by as long as they can help."

"Besides, I get a monthly stipend from Lesson 9, so this is part of my job..."

Xia Fan waved his hand indifferently.

With his current faith value, a few more "-999" would be no problem at all.

"I wish every psychic was as open-minded as you."

Aoi Jinguji bent her long legs on the chair, curled up like a cat.

"Sorry, I'm too tired today. Please let me lean on you for a while, just a while..."

The slender shoulders seemed to lean on Xia Fan's shoulder.

"Ah."

Xia Fan could feel that the witch was even more tired than himself.

Even if it is a psychic with a long heritage and powerful strength, after experiencing more and more extraordinary and bizarre things, his mind will inevitably be worn out bit by bit, right?

"By the way, Mr. Xia Fan, I have one more thing I want to ask..."

"please say."

Jinguji Aoi suddenly spoke softly.

"Just now, after the stone tower collapsed..."

"I clearly heard someone say..."

"I'm good, I like myself..."

A gust of night wind blew by, and the girl's cascading hair playfully brushed against Xia Fan's nose, bringing with it a sweet fragrance.

"…Is that what you said?"

"what?"

Xia Fan turned his head in surprise and found that Jinguji Aoi was staring at him from a very close distance with a cunning look in her charming eyes.

The beauty is like the moon. When seen behind the evening clouds, her beauty becomes even more extraordinary.

Chapter 248 Buying a Shrine?

2024-07-13

"Well, those few words, actually, are..."

Xia Fan swallowed hard, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

You can't say that it was some evil god living in my body, speaking nonsense after his descent, right?

"Hehe, if you don't answer, I'll just take it as what you said."

Aoi Jinguji turned her head away and stopped asking about this matter.

The two of them sat side by side, immersed in the darkness after the street lights broke down, quietly gazing at the vast galaxy above their heads.

"Hey……"

"It seems that with my low budget, I can't buy a 'clean' house..."

After a while, Xia Fan finally remembered that his original purpose today was to "look at houses" and couldn't help but sigh.

With my low budget, the "single-family house" I can afford in the Tokyo area is most likely either a haunted house or a property with an accident...

Even if we have to settle for the next best thing, it would still be uncomfortable to live in a place where there are a lot of signs of spiritual activity around.

I'm afraid I won't be able to complete this [Limited Time Oracle] from the God of Heaven.

"Mr. Xia Fan, if you want to buy a 'clean' plot of land to build a house..."

Understanding his troubles, Aoi Jinguji rolled her eyes and started to help think.

"Oh yeah, why don't we just buy a shrine?"

After a few seconds, she seemed to have thought of something, stood up lightly, and excitedly proposed to Xia Fan.

"I...buy...a shrine?!"

This overly shocking "housing purchase suggestion" made Xia Fan subconsciously lean back.

"A shrine blessed by the gods has a torii gate as a boundary to demarcate the divine territory. Foul air cannot invade, and evil spirits cannot enter."

"I grew up in a shrine since I was young. After I awakened my spiritual power, I have never seen any traces of spiritual activity, let alone evil spirits, in the shrine."

"Many psychics live in shrines and temples for their entire lives, also for the sake of 'peace and quiet'."

Aoi Jinguji explained seriously.

"But, can the shrine be sold to ordinary people?"

"Will the gods living there not be enraged because their territory was sold by mortals?"

"and……"

Xia Fan naturally felt that this was not feasible.

What he didn't ask was that there was already an evil god in his body...

If you want to live in a shrine, I'm afraid that the God of Tenmyoujin will first have a "war of faith" with the original gods inside to fight to the death.

"According to the regulations of religious corporations, the buildings and land of a shrine are also considered as assets of the corporate body, so they can of course be sold."

"Of course, most shrines are not willing to sell the gods' land, but there are exceptions..."

"I owe you so much favor, Mr. Xia Fan, so I'll take care of this matter. Just focus on recording the show these few days and wait for my 'house viewing notice'."

Jinguji Aoi seemed very proud of her sudden idea and promised confidently.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the luxurious bedroom with a 2.3-meter-long bed.

"It's me. Go ahead."

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a middle-aged man with shoulder-length hair, his naked body bathed in the golden morning light, answered the phone.

On his wrist, there was a string of Buddhist beads made of white bones, the surface of which was carved with various human faces with different expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

"President Matsudaira, the real estate project that our group has invested in, the one in Wako City..."

"Because of a natural gas leak, residents in the community fell into a coma. The area was blocked by the Geological Disaster Countermeasures Center and will only be opened after geological restoration..."

"Fortunately, there is only one plot left in the entire project that has not been sold, so the loss is very small..."

"This is a small matter that shouldn't bother you so early in the morning, but I thought about you asking us to pay special attention to this project, so I took the liberty to call you so early in the morning."

On the other end of the phone, a male voice reported respectfully.

“What about the residents in the community?”

"The resident seems to have been rescued by official agencies and sent to a specialized hospital for treatment. No more detailed information is available at the moment."

"Got it. Just follow the official agency's advice and let me know if there's any new developments."