I, the god, recruit witches to make money

The Soul-stealing Elder's soul-stealing technique is one of the most concealed in the Spring God Sect. Killing people and trapping people are all done in a single thought.

She was born to her mother and inherited all the memories of the previous leader. Naturally, she understood how hidden that person's Dharma thoughts were.

Even she couldn't sort out that trace of Dharma thought among tens of thousands of people, and follow that trace of Dharma thought to find the Soul-Stealing Elder himself.

That man was able to do it in such a short time.

Thinking of this, she did not dare to stop for a moment and used the escape technique to get away from the mansion, trying to put the sense of crisis behind her.

The more I ran, the stronger the sense of crisis became.

In the end, Shinoda Ryo simply stopped using the escape technique and escaped.

The moonlight shone on the desolate land, and a lonely English road sign stood on the side of the road.

"Wang."

Green flames shot out from the air in front and condensed into a thin-waisted dog.

What followed was the feeling of being watched by someone, and the darkness seemed to turn into a chilly air, penetrating into the body through the pores.

Goosebumps appeared on her body. Is this a fucking weakness?!

She really wanted to slap the Scarlet Witch to death. She charged so much money and yet gave such a deadly divination.

"This is the personal action of the Soul-stealing Elder. It has nothing to do with me!"

She tried to defend herself, but her pale face made it less convincing.

"die."

A short and cold word came from the other side of the Pacific Ocean and fell into her ears.

Shinoda Ryo was unable to catch the trajectory of his Dharma thoughts. It was only at the moment when the Dharma thoughts were imposed on him that he realized that his internal organs were rapidly failing.

He didn't even have the strength to fight back, and spit out a mouthful of blood, "Ahhhh!"

She wailed in agony.

The green flames dissipated in the air, and the feeling of being watched disappeared.

Shinoda Ryo rolled on the ground in pain, his limbs twitching, and after a few seconds, he stopped breathing.

Her stomach made a gurgling sound, from flat to bulging, and then it split open with a snap, and a bloody baby came out and fell to the ground.

After taking a few breaths of fresh air, she quickly grew up to a young age, with long hair down to her waist, and a smile on her face, "Oh, that's dangerous, wow."

She spat out blood again, and her newly born internal organs failed just as before.

"?!" The pride on Shinoda Ryo's face froze and was replaced by shock. Her mother learned from the lesson of the previous leader's death and deliberately gave her the ability to reincarnate, with the purpose of saving her life after death came.

I didn’t expect that the word “death” would have such a lasting effect.

Shinoda Ryo is doomed to die.

"Damn it," she cursed, and her new body fell next to the original corpse.

After a few seconds, the flat abdomen bulged again, and it was extremely difficult to break through the belly and breathe the fresh air outside.

A non-human creature slowly crawled out, and within a few breaths, it grew to the size of an adult golden monkey.

It abandoned the name Shinoda Ryo and its human body, wanting to see if it could avoid death.

Any law in the world will have loopholes. Whether you can get through the loopholes and avoid the attacks of the law depends on whether the person being attacked has enough means.

It waited for a while and found that its internal organs did not show any signs of failure, so it knew that it had avoided death.

The problem is that if they cannot regain their human form, they cannot speak, and even their food must adapt to the eating habits of golden monkeys.

Well, let’s take one step at a time, it sighed inwardly, took a few steps to adapt to the golden monkey’s way of walking, and found the phone from the original corpse.

The reason for choosing a monkey is that it is close to humans and can use mobile phones. It sends messages to its subordinates and asks them to send a car to pick it up.

Lingtong still thought of other ways.

……

Toshio Ota suddenly woke up, just like when one is halfway through a dream and realizes that it is a dream, and then understands that what is before one's eyes is an illusion.

He rubbed his temples with his hands, his eyes filled with astonishment. Losing his wife... isn't this something to be happy about?

Why was he so sad that he lost sleep and even sold his luxury yacht at a low price?

He couldn't remember clearly, there was a fragment of memory in his mind, and he was terrified. Could it be that he had lost patience with that hag and hired someone to kill her?

Toshiro Ota frowned, unable to figure out the reason. He looked towards the yacht with a complicated look.

In any case, the yacht could not stay any longer.

The truth of the matter may not be investigated, but the extraordinary bodyguard around you must be replaced with a more powerful one.

He gave more incense money to Sensoji Temple and asked them to send a strong man to protect him, a devout believer of Buddha.

Ota Toshiro made up his mind and took the initiative to greet him and said, "Mr. Shiraishi, what do you think of this yacht?"

"That's right, but are you sure you want to sell it?"

Bai Shi asked back, not wanting to take advantage of others, "This yacht is a trap set by an old guy to harm me. Your wife must have died at the hands of that guy, and your sadness is also caused by him.

Now I get rid of him, you can choose not to sell it. "

"Sell it. Oh, I still can't bear to see my late wife's belongings."

Toshiro Ota squeezed out two crocodile tears and was half-believing and half-doubting Shiraishi's words. He thought that he could buy another yacht, but he only had one life, so it would always be better to be careful.

Chapter 86: The Ghost Dragon Courtyard is the best choice for fun

Just swipe your bank card.

Shiraishi became poor again.

Not only did he lose 500 million yen, he also lost more than 1 million yen, and his savings became 150,000 yen.

However, with this yacht, there will be no problem traveling to Okinawa early next month, and all food, clothing, housing and transportation can be taken care of on the yacht.

Bai Shi inserted the key into the narrow hole and twisted it, and the dim screen suddenly lit up.

He had not learned how to operate a yacht, but a good yacht should learn to sail itself.

"Let's go back to Nohara Shrine!"

Bai Shi said.

The surface of Tokyo Bay was rippling with waves, and the sea water gradually rose to form a gentle uphill waterway.

The yacht ascended along the waterway, moving steadily in the air.

He didn't try to get a grasp of the direction, but just wandered around the interior of the yacht without taking a close look.

He had seen photos of the interior and a description of the place on sale, and now he wanted to experience it for himself.

According to the above introduction, this catamaran powerboat is called Great White Shark and has the capacity to accommodate eight people.

In the starboard hull is the owner's suite, a guest cabin and a crew cabin.

On the port side, there are two spacious guest cabins and a kitchen.

Bai Shi went to check his bedroom first. It was quite large but not empty. The entire space was neatly furnished with the proper furniture.

There is a walk-in dressing room, a sofa set, and above the spacious double bed, there is a foldable TV mounted on the ceiling.

The coolest thing is that there is a private balcony that flips out of the hull, facing the double bed.

He pressed the button that flipped out, and that side slowly unfolded outwards. Wooden boards rose from the bottom, covering the original glass windows and forming a balcony that people could walk up to.

A strong wind blew in from outside. Shiraishi walked to the balcony and looked around. Buildings of all sizes were spread out on the ground. He saw the Ferris wheel in Kasai Rinkai Park and Mount Fuji, the tallest mountain in Japan.

Because it is summer, there is no snow on the top of the mountain. It is bare and lacks that beautiful artistic conception.

Looking from afar, it still looked quite majestic. Bai Shi took out his cell phone to take a picture and record the scenery at this moment.

After taking a few photos, he suddenly wanted to shoot a short video to share with his fans the blogger’s perspective of flying in the sky on a yacht.

Let them experience his joy.

Shiraishi just shoots when he says so.

……

Around 4 p.m.

Nohara Shrine has tamed the summer. The sun is warm and the wind blowing through the woods is even a little cool.

Rin Kaminagi reached out and lifted her hair to relieve her inner restlessness. The fourth move of the All-Seeing Shinpu-ryu is the sword-collecting style, which is called Kamikaze Gintama.

She was required to inject spiritual pressure into the collision sound of the hilt and scabbard when she put the sword away, so as to tear the enemy's eardrums and body with sound waves and kill the enemy within three steps.

It sounds easy, but it is not easy to do.

How can I capture the sound of the breeze brushing against my cheek and the sound between the scabbard and the handle?

It was hard for Kaminagi Rin to feel that this was real.

Bai Shi understood her difficulties, and for better testing results, he placed a bronze tripod filled with water in front of her.

She wanted to use the sound of sheathing the knife to vibrate the water surface, causing the water to surge from one end to the other, which meant that she had mastered half of the essence of this move and could move on to the next stage.

However, now she even found it extremely difficult to create ripples, let alone stir up water waves.

Thinking back to when the Lord God put away his sword, the surface of the bronze tripod exploded with waves three or four meters high, and even the body of the tripod became scarred by the invisible sound waves.

Looking at the ripples in front of her, the gap between them is really huge.

Rin Kaminagi took a deep breath, grasped the hilt of the sword, poured spiritual pressure into Raikiri, and then heavily put the sword back into the scabbard.

With a crisp sound, there were still some ripples on the water surface.

Kaminagi Rin drew her sword and wanted to try again.

"Roar!" Caesar suddenly emerged from the woods.

"Caesar, I'm told I'm practicing, so don't get close to me. What if I hurt you?"

Kaminagi Rin scolded it.

Caesar nuzzled her leg and continued to growl, a sound similar to that of a large locomotive engine.

A pair of tiger eyes stared at the sky.

She followed Caesar's line of sight and saw a black shadow in the blue sky. Her brows furrowed slightly. What was that?

"Kaminagi, look! The aliens are coming!"

Over in the courtyard, Guilongyuan Meiya came running over excitedly, with beads of sweat on her cheeks and a pair of bright almond eyes filled with excitement.

The white tights were stuck to the surface of the body due to sweat, like a thin layer of skin, outlining a breathtaking scenery.

Kaminagi Rin rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "How is that possible? That's the magic of the Lord God. When he left, he said he would buy a yacht and come back."

"It's definitely a UFO!"

Kiryuin Misae did not give up her guess. Looking at the appearance, it looked like an alien spaceship from outer space.

"Do you want to take a gamble?"

Kaminagi Rin asked.

Guilongyuan Meisai thought about it, looked at the black shadow a few more times, and gave up the bet. She muttered: "You don't understand romance at all."

"I don't need that kind of childish romance."

Kaminagi Rin answered casually, looking at the yacht flying towards them, a trace of envy flashed in her eyes, she really wanted to learn the art of transforming into a butterfly from the Lord God.

Her face, as delicate as a porcelain doll, showed a hint of loss, and then she was thrown away.

Instead of thinking about things that don’t exist, it is better to practice the moves of the Wanxiang Shenfengliu.

"Kannagi, do you want to go take a look?"

Guilongyuan Meiya greeted him.

She shook her head. “I’m not interested in yachts.”

"Really? Then I'll go take a look." Guilongyuan Misae had no intention of continuing practicing spiral current. She was full of curiosity about the yacht.

Caesar hurried to follow.