I Became a God in Tokyo

Meguro District.

In the middle of the night, the hazy moonlight shines down.

Under Xiaotaro's gaze, the spirit ghost that had been huddled in the shadow of the corner for several hours suddenly moved.

A hand covered with dark blue blood vessels suddenly stretched out from the darkness, grabbing its head without any explanation.

Immediately, he lifted the whole thing up, like shopping for goods in a supermarket, and looked at it in front of his eyes.

Looking at the comer, half of the spirit ghost's body trembled, but he didn't dare to resist.

It was a tall humanoid creature in blue.

The eye sockets are sunken and the eyes are closed.

But on the forehead, there is an eyeball that is rolling around.

A shoulder pole is carried on the shoulder, and two small pots are tied to both ends.

He was still wearing a gray monk robe, like the image of an ancient ascetic monk.

At this moment, the green-faced monk looked at the spirit ghost in his hand, as if he was appraising its fineness.

After looking at it a few times, he twisted it in satisfaction and stuffed it into the small pot carried on his shoulder.

Although the ghost spirit's size did not match the small pot, it was stuffed in very smoothly.

After completing these, the green-faced monk walked towards Kotaro.

"Aww."

At this moment, Kotaro has revealed his demon body, bent down his huge body, glared at the other party viciously, and warned him not to approach.

The blue-faced monk stopped out of Kotaro's attack range knowingly, and the corner of his mouth twisted on his blue face.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi. Are you still resisting?"

"However, how long can a mere Inugami last under the influence of ghosts, mothers and babies?"

"Join the little monk's ghost sect and hunt humans together, isn't it good?"

"That kind of feeling, as long as you try it once, chi chi chi chi, even a young monk is a bit addicted."

Speaking of this, the green-faced monk licked the corner of his mouth maliciously.

"Taste that taste, even if you say no, your body will move honestly."

While talking, the green-faced monk lifted the lid of the small pot, and stretched his broad palm into the pot.

Whispering and rummaging.

"Let me think about it, you are a dog"

"The most favorite food should be the human large intestine, right?"

"Oh, I found it."

While speaking, like a magic trick, the green-faced monk dragged a large pile of intertwined things from the mouth of the pot, which was only a few inches away.

It was a bunch of bloody organs.

He raised his thick arm and was about to throw it towards Kotaro.

"Whoa!"

Kotaro howled angrily, a gust of wind suddenly blew in front of him, and dust flew.

"Don't be shameless!"

Several blue veins popped out on the forehead of the green-faced monk, and he frantically stuffed the organs in his hands back into the pot.

"You son of a bitch, I only keep you because the little monk is still short of a mount, don't test the bottom line of the little monk again and again! Otherwise, the little monk will really kill you!"

After tidying up, he snorted coldly.

"When the ghost mother and baby are mature, the little monk will come again. At that time, let's see if you can still be so proud!"

After all, he walked into the darkness again.

The expression on Kotaro's face on the opposite side can be called cold-eyed, as if he is not afraid of anything.

But my heart was shaking people crazily.

"Master, Master, are you here yet!"

"If you don't hurry up, the big one will slip away!"

"Grandmaster--"

Suddenly, in the darkness.

A figure, like a ghost, appeared beside Kotaro.

The distance was so close that it almost touched Kotaro's demon body.

Kotaro was so frightened that the dog's hair stood on his head, and he almost took off on the spot.

Turning his head, he saw Bai Mujun's face.

I was taken aback.

Immediately ecstasy.

"Master, you are here!"

"Um."

Looking at the direction where the monk disappeared, Bai Mujun frowned slightly.

He arrived earlier than the monk who just showed up.

After arriving, he opened Fahai and quietly came to Xiaotaro's side.

I wanted to test the effect of my concealment, to see if Kotaro could find himself.

But unexpectedly, the green-faced monk suddenly appeared.

Bai Mujun raised his palm subconsciously, thinking that a fight was about to start.

As a result, the green-faced monk turned a blind eye to himself standing beside Xiaotaro?

This surprised Bai Mujun a little.

The other party really didn't find himself?

Or are you pretending not to see it, trying to lure yourself into the bait?

Fishing?

Kotaro was very anxious.

"The monster has just left, and the smell has become weaker and weaker. If you don't catch up, I'm afraid it will be lost!"

"Master, what shall we do?"

Bai Mujun has a well-thought-out plan.

"Your Excellency Kotaro, don't panic."

"Just now, I have locked the frequency of that monster's power."

"At present, it seems that the range that can be locked down is not small, and it seems to cover the entire Tokyo."

"Oh, have you been two blocks away in such a short time?"

"However, as long as it remains in Tokyo, it cannot escape the control of my subordinates."

Bai Mujun narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he saw the walking monk.

This, this is.

radar?

Kotaro couldn't turn his head.

It felt like I heard something incredible.

But even with the mana lock, Bai Mujun still did not relax his vigilance.

Under his feeling, the huge monk was moving at an abnormally agile speed, and would leave the original spot tens of meters in almost a second.

This kind of speed is impossible to achieve on the busy streets of Tokyo.

Moreover, one must always pay attention to hiding one's breath and avoid being traced by shrines and temples. It is even more difficult to do so.

Unless escapism.

Travel underground or in the sky without hindrance.

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun didn't waste any more time.

"Then let's take a step forward."

Originally, Bai Mujun thought that he would be thrown off by the monk soon.

After all, the other party has the escape technique of monsters, and he can only rely on running.

It's much worse in style.

In the end, the other party stopped and walked around the Meguro District, as if waiting for him kindly, so Bai Mujun didn't let go much.

But it is not.

Bai Mujun who arrived afterward could detect that the places where the other party stayed were mostly yin places full of yin.

I'm afraid it has something to do with the supernatural.

Reminiscent of the scene where the opponent attacked the spirit ghost just now, Bai Mujun was able to conclude.

At this moment, the other party is probably collecting food.

Collect the raised spirit ghosts in a unified way.

This made Bai Mujun a little curious.

What are the monsters doing to recycle these ghosts?

Wouldn't it be to earn despiritual value and exchange it for Japanese yen to support the family?

Of course, Bai Mujun would not believe this kind of conclusion.

When the green-faced monk took out those viscera from that weird little pot, it showed that the other party clearly regarded human beings as "food" level creatures.

How can such a monster be interested in the currency that humans give value to.

These ghosts should have other uses.

Thinking all the way, Bai Mujun followed the waves left by the green-faced monk to an inconspicuous Japanese-style bungalow.

Ben also wanted to turn on the perspective angle, and go around the house to see if there is a point where he can sneak in.

But then it was discovered that it was superfluous.

Because the green-faced monk unexpectedly

The door is not closed.

Seeing this scene, Bai Mujun couldn't believe it.

How could such a powerful monster make such a low-level mistake?

Didn't even develop the good habit of closing the door casually?

otherwise

Still fishing?

But no matter what, Bai Mujun planned to go in and have a look.

He opened Fa Hai and walked into the house cautiously.

From a clear perspective, it is not difficult for Bai Mujun to find that there is only a monk and a demon in this house.

And inside the house, the green-faced monk was talking on the phone against the wall.

The back was exposed to himself defenselessly.

This scene seemed to be telling Bai Mujun.

Press F to perform an assassination.

Looking at the back of the green-faced monk, Bai Mujun hesitated for a moment.

This, you can't still be fishing, right?

The other party is really a fishing master.

He restrained his breath, and gently approached behind the green-faced monk.

It's so close that you can even hear its voice.

The green-faced monk opened his mouth and asked.

"Hey, are you done with your work?"

"Everyone, be careful. The limelight is getting tight recently. The monk's informant in the shrines said that those shrines are going to start cracking down again."

"However, the little monk has already planted a sorcery outside the base. As long as those people dare to approach, it will be triggered. As long as a few priests are taken as hostages, they will not dare to mess around."

Immediately, a series of "boss awesome" came from the phone.

The expression of the green-faced monk man was obviously pleased with being flattered, but he still didn't let go.

"Heh, you have one percent of the little monk's carefulness, and you have already become A-level monsters. As for the hybrids?"

"When you come back, show the little monk carefully. If anyone is followed, the little monk will blow its head off!"

Hang up the phone, turn around, there is still a trace of disdain on the blue face.

But the disdain only lasted for a short moment.

It turned into astonishment.

It looked at the figure that suddenly appeared from the darkness, and its one eye almost popped out of its forehead.

"Are you—"

But the light falling from the crescent palm is faster.

Under the power of the crescent palm, the brutal body of the green-faced monk seemed as vulnerable as paper.

Bai Mujun slowly retracted his palm.

Looking at the monk whose upper body has been turned into ashes in front of him, there is a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Was the assassination really a success?