I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

"There is no time left. The Scarlet Moon will come again."

She raised her head, stared at the bright moon in the night sky, and muttered:

"Even if I have to sacrifice half of humanity, I will save the world. The first barrier has been set up. If the rehearsal goes well, I will be able to ferry all the Japanese to the other side at once, and then the whole world."

"What are you going to do!?"

Uchiha Senmon shouted sharply.

"Didn't the drifter among your twelve generals come over tonight?"

Hei Qingming turned around and answered the question irrelevantly.

Flotsam?

The Uchiha Immortal frowned.

I'm talking about Tosu.

"He's not awake yet. What did you do to him?"

Uchiha Senmon had a flash of inspiration and remembered the red curse seal on the back of Tosu Hero's right hand.

After the battle of Hachimangu Shrine, Uchiha Senmon glimpsed the evil god of the abyss in the body of Tosu Hideo. Although it was thought that Tosu Hideo would wake up soon, he continued to sleep and was unconscious.

Even the Uchiha Senmon was powerless this time, so the Tosu Hero did not participate in tonight's operation.

"Then he will wake up soon. After all, he is the one I chose."

Kuroharu nodded.

"He will tell you the time, location, and rules of the first ceremony."

After saying that, Hei Qingming turned his face towards the drone hovering in the sky and warned the Japanese and American politicians in Tokyo and even overseas:

"You are not allowed to stop the ceremony, otherwise I will launch a night parade of 100 demons in New York and Washington! In a Western land without the protection of gods and Buddhas, there is no need to go through the trouble of choosing a time and place. It will be a feast ten times more grand than tonight."

With a clapp of his hands, a five-pointed star-shaped Platycodon formation appeared under Hei Qingming's feet.

"Wait a moment!"

Uchiha Senmon said anxiously.

There are still several mysteries that have not been solved, how can we let Abe Haruaki leave like this?

"We'll meet again soon."

The nine-faced beast in the sky and the five coffins protruding from the ground exploded into smoke with a few bangs, and the sky was shrouded in clouds and mist. Hei Qingming's figure also disappeared with the wind.

"I look forward to your performance, Uchiha."

"hateful……"

Uchiha Senmon stood in the ruins, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth, but his eyes flashed with relief.

The other twelve generals were in even worse condition. They staggered here and there, lying or sitting on the ground, their faces filled with relief and joy at having survived a calamity.

The sense of oppression from Abe Haruaki is just too strong.

If Abe Haruaki really killed them, even if there were only five Kage-level casualties, they would inevitably be wiped out.

No matter what happens next, at least I have survived this night.

The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons during the Obon Festival has ended.

But when the wind rises, only one person knows where Japan, an island country in the Pacific Ocean, will sail on its small boat.

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Shin-Senso-ji Temple, Taito-ku, Tokyo.

The Obon Festival is a grand festival in Japan, especially after the extraordinary era, when the Taizan Fujun Festival is held on the same day.

However, due to the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in Kyoto, the Japanese government was afraid that accidents might happen in other cities, so it postponed the festival and encouraged citizens to avoid going out as much as possible.

But even so, as a holy place where the Lord of Mount Tai appeared, the New Sensoji Temple is still brightly lit and full of incense, and citizens who come to pray are shoulder to shoulder.

Outside a meditation room in the New Sensoji Temple, two novice monks guarding the door were whispering.

"The live broadcast of Kyoto One Hundred Demons Night Parade failed at a critical moment. I really want to know what happened next."

"If Lord Kanhara were also in Kyoto, he might be able to get some inside information."

"What are you talking about! As the second most powerful person among the Twelve Gods, second only to Minister Uchiha, the host must be in charge of Tokyo in person to prevent thieves."

The two people who took a break and peeked at the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in Kyoto could not hide their excitement.

"The Taishan Lord Festival can really bring the dead back to life. Do you think Lord Kanhara has also learned this technique..." A little monk whispered mysteriously into another person's ear.

"That's hard to say."

Another novice monk said in a pretentious manner.

"Master Kanhara has been in seclusion in the meditation room since the evening. I wonder what he is doing?"

"The abbot must be studying Buddhism and practicing diligently in order to get closer to the Lord of Mount Tai!"

The two little monks had faces full of admiration, their thoughts divergent and their imaginations endless.

In the Zen room, Kanhara Yuji, the abbot of the New Sensoji Temple, sat on a futon, but he had no intention of chanting. Instead, he held his mobile phone and watched the recording of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons over and over again with sweat on his forehead.

"Oops! Something is wrong..."

Yuji Kanhara didn't know how he, a mere mortal, became the abbot of Sensō-ji Temple and even one of the twelve generals in the Supernatural Police Department.

Japanese netizens were full of imagination and thought that Kanhara Yuji was another trump card hidden in the hands of the Japanese government. They seriously analyzed his true combat power. Some even thought that he could rival Minister Uchiha, and they argued about it.

After several votes in the Supernatural Forum, Kanhara Yuji was pushed to the second place on the human list, and now he is in the third place.

It really made Kanhara Yuji laugh and cry.

However, thanks to his identity as one of the Twelve Generals, Kamihara Yuji can barely be considered a member of the circle of extraordinary people and can obtain information that the outside world does not know.

From what he had seen and heard recently in the Supernatural Police Department, as well as the situation during the Kyoto One Hundred Demons Night Parade, it seemed that a huge storm was brewing and could sweep across Japan at any time.

"Or you can quit your job as a host and go to the United States as soon as possible."

Kanhara Yuji pondered for a long time with a bitter face, and felt that the best strategy was to slip away from Japan, this troubled place, before the storm came.

Looking up at the majestic statue of Mount Tai in the shrine, Kamihara Yuji felt a little uneasy.

"Please forgive me, Lord Taishan! I also have to consider my daughter."

Kanhara Yuji gritted his teeth and kowtowed deeply to the Lord of Mount Tai. The moment he stood up, the shrine began to glow!

A glowing white fox landed on the ground with great grace.

Kanhara Yuji was stunned.

The Lord of Mount Tai appeared?!

But why is it a white fox?

"You... have listened to the oracle of the Lord of Mount Tai, little priest..."

The white fox's body was only an arm's length long, its shape was illusory, and its bright white light was like a candle in the wind. It was so weak that a single breath could scare it to death.

"May I ask you are?"

It was not until the white fox's slender tail brushed past Kanhara Yuji that he woke up from his dream and spoke hurriedly.

"I am Seimei... the real Abe Seimei."

Chapter 421 Chapter 422 The Impure Earth Body Will Not Cry

The next day, Kanagawa Prefecture, Yokosuka Port.

On the night of the One Hundred Demons Night Parade, a whole fleet of armed helicopters arrived and the entire Yokosuka Port entered a wartime state. Martial law was maintained, with soldiers armed to the teeth standing guard every three steps and sentries every five steps. The ubiquitous swarms of drones in the sky ensured that there were no blind spots.

After the main experimental projects were transferred to the mainland in the first year of the Extraordinary Era, Yokosuka Port has not been so lively for a long time.

The Japanese government originally wanted to send the unique sample that was resurrected by the Impure World Reincarnation to the Self-Defense Force Base in Maizuru Bay, Kyoto, but the US side was firm and unreasonable and forcibly "stole the love".

The Japanese cursed the Americans as beasts in their hearts, but their bodies were honest and handed over Takahashi Kazuya.

However, the US side was also afraid that what Abe Haruaki sent was a time bomb wrapped in a gift box, so they first placed the person at the US military base in Yokosuka Port in Japan.

“OMG! He really was resurrected from the dead. It’s simply a miracle of the Lord!”

"Such a special existence, without a heartbeat, pulse, or blood, and when the surface tissue is extracted, it turns to ashes as soon as it is separated from the main body... Weird, too weird, I think it is a trick of the devil!"

"The body is made entirely of dust and paper scraps. X-rays show no organs or bones, nor any trace of the existence of Mrs. Morinaga, who was sacrificed as a living sacrifice."

"The resurrected person has no sense of pain, hunger or thirst, but his five senses are almost the same as those of ordinary people."

A group of older scientists, including yellow-skinned Japanese and Europeans and Americans with deep eyes and high noses, and even a Nobel Prize-winning scientist among them, were holding inspection reports and whispering to each other.

Although they had stayed up all night, these advanced human brains showed no signs of tiredness and were extremely excited and fanatical.

"Although extraordinary people no longer abide by the law of conservation of energy, they still need to consume a large amount of energy to maintain their physical strength, otherwise their wonderful extraordinary abilities will not be able to be used."

A bald German physicist pushed his glasses up excitedly and almost jumped up:

"And the resurrected ones go one step further, not even needing water. This... is simply a perpetual motion machine!"

Although times have changed and the laws of physics have been ravaged by supernatural beings, the topics and projects they are currently working on are enough to make these scientists scratch their heads.

But the mysterious field involving resurrection from the dead and perpetual motion machines fascinates them immensely.

"When can we meet Takahashi in person?"

Some people can't wait to go further and want to conduct research on Kazuma Takahashi.

Moreover, he is now an immortal body of dust, so it shouldn't be a problem to slice him up for research.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Takahashi is meeting with relatives and friends now." said the staff of the experimental center.

At the same time, on the other side of the base, in a laboratory that was temporarily converted into a guest room.

"Whoosh whoosh."

Kazuma Takahashi, with gray skin and black eyes, was sitting at the dining table, slurping his ramen in big gulps and then drinking up the soup.

"Mr. Takahashi, would you like another bowl? No matter what the meal is, we can prepare it for you immediately."

The official civil servant beside him, wearing a waiter's uniform, smiled and spoke attentively.

"No, it's already piled up in my throat. If I eat any more, I'll vomit it out."

Takahashi Kazuya waved his hands, then touched his belly, smacked his lips, and looked weird:

"Although I can taste it, I don't feel hungry or full. It's just stuffing food into my stomach."

As he spoke, Gao Qiao Yiya's expression darkened. He looked at his cracked palms, lowered his head with a dull look, and muttered:

"So I'm really dead..."

Takahashi Kazuma drowned accidentally before the first year of Chaofan, and in the blink of an eye, it was four years later.

The Japanese government told him that times have changed and he was resurrected. For Kazumasa Takahashi, this was like a landslide and a tsunami, and the world had completely changed.

Even if the cartoonist has a rich imagination and an optimistic attitude, he or she may not be able to accept it all at once.

However, with the help of psychologists and negotiation experts sent by the Japanese government, Takahashi Kazuma was able to cheer up a little.

The most important thing is that the idea that supports Kazuya Takahashi is to make up for the regret of leaving his relatives and friends without saying goodbye during his lifetime.

"Mr. Takahashi, please cheer up, look who's here."

The waiter immediately cleared the tableware and opened the door, and a mother and son who looked nervous and expectant were welcomed in.

When they saw Takahashi Kazuya for the first time, their eyes turned red, their lips trembled, and they finally couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Yiya!"

"father!"

The moment he heard the voice, Takahashi Kazuya was struck by lightning, tears welled up in his eyes, and then he ran forward, hugged his wife and son and cried bitterly.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's all my fault!"

"Woo woo woo, Yiya, I will never complain about you playing cards with your friends again, woo woo woo."

"Dad, Dad!"

The family reunited again after separation and death, hugged each other and cried loudly.