People are in Zongman, the mastermind behind the revival of spiritual energy

Someone is crazy.

Or is he going crazy?

Because Hattori Heizo is not the only smart person.

Also because no matter the people at the scene or the people watching the surveillance behind, they all”saw” the confrontation between Master Qingming and Master Daoma.

They couldn’t tell how powerful it was.

The world can be changed in the blink of an eye.

Even if you are not at the scene, as long as you are a”spectator”, you will be”captured” into the domain of Master Qingming.

Tokyo, the secret room of the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters.

Director Hakuba’s hand holding the cigarette was shaking and he couldn’t hold it steadily.

There was a dead silence in the secret room.

But you can often hear many people breathing heavily.

As senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department, they are good at unraveling the mystery.

The amount of information in the words is enough to make people want to smash their heads!

Too scary…

Is this a topic that mortals can touch! ?

No.

Maybe they are scaring themselves.”Two six seven”

Suzuki Manor.

Suzuki Shiro and Shinomiya Yan’an were silent.

But the thoughts in their minds are about to burn the CPU.

Especially the Shinomiya Yanan

��In a special sense, this was also his first time to personally experience the extraordinary realm.

It was irrational, incomprehensible, beyond the scope of human thinking, and too absurd.

Sigong Yan’an made a judgment.

The red marks on his forehead from the several knocks he had just made were still there.

Facing this kind of”god-like” great wizard, he really didn’t dare to have any disrespectful thoughts.

It was really like the power of God was like a prison, and the grace of God was like the sea.

It was impossible to figure it out with human power.

“……Brother Suzuki, could this also be……”

Be careful with your words!!

Suzuki Shiro shook his head to stop Shinomiya Yan’an’s”audacious” remarks.

Some things, some people.

Have to be hidden in the bottom of your heart, never spoken out.

For example, Master Qingming and Master Daruma seem to have been planning in the world for many years, and have their own plans.

For example, these two may not exist in the world, but in the ancient wilderness of the past.

For example, these two don’t get along well with each other, and each has calculated the other.

This kind of thing.

It’s best to forget it.

If you can’t forget it, then bury it in your heart.

The headquarters of the Landlord Alliance.

The head of the Chitanda family warned about this matter earnestly.

Talking about the sacred?

Don’t take me with you if you want to die…

Maybe the sacred revealed some information intentionally or unintentionally, indicating that this little thing doesn’t matter to mortals even if they know it.

Or……

“This is a reminder.”

Seeing that his father, Hattori Heizo, was safe, Hattori Heiji was relieved.

He then became a think tank for the senior management of the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters.

“How to say it?”

“……Master Qingming is kind and considerate of mortals. He is reminding us to be prepared.”

What preparation?”

Everyone was silent, smoking cigarettes to relieve their anxiety.

They couldn’t say it.

They didn’t dare to say it.

Just think about Master Daoma and you will know…

And the last time the Dragon Palace appeared, warning Granny Sanzhi not to talk too much, it was also vivid in our minds.

Connecting these clues together, some kind of terrible and horrifying”truth” made everyone dare not think about it any further.

Kyoto, Onmyoji Sacred Mountain.

Yukinoshita Yukino always held Yotsuya Miko’s hand tightly. The two were so nervous that their palms were sweating, but the scene in front of them was indeed beyond the psychological acceptance.

Master Qingming created the world with ease!?

The two masters were in ancient times, planning for the future!?

They just traveled through time and arrived in ancient times!?

“”No!!!”

A howl completely broke the silence on the sacred mountain.

It was Hashimoto Kyoaki.

Everyone raised their heads and stood up.

Only then did they realize that the incident seemed to be over.

No.

There was a sequel.

Some people looked up at the sky above the sacred mountain in astonishment.

The sky had returned to sunny and clear.

But there was a folding fan hanging in the air.

It emitted bursts of precious light.

However, the precious light dissipated in an instant.

In Hashimoto Kyoaki’s eyes, as the”god” who guarded the Onmyoji Sacred Mountain and was passed down by the ancestors to the descendants.

Just like that, he turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind.

“No!! The god of my Onmyoji! The treasure of my Onmyoji!

The inheritance of my Onmyoji ancestors!!!”

That voice.

Almost everyone who heard it was sad, and everyone who saw it shed tears.

He cried and kowtowed, his eyes were bloodshot, and bloodshot. (To read the exciting novel, go to Fulu Novel Network!)

The whole person was more miserable than the old man sending off the young man.

The sorrow was extreme.

Hattori Heizo sighed with regret.

That Qingming fan might be a supernatural seed.

But now it is gone.

What a sin…

It’s not only a pity that the supernatural seed was not obtained, but more importantly, it’s a pity that there is one less supernatural person guarding the world.

This loss is too great.

So Hattori Heizo didn’t know how to persuade Hashimoto Kyo.

The old man is probably more uncomfortable than his parents died at this moment……..

Yukinoshita Yukino shuddered at the sound.

She pursed her lips and her eyes were blank.

She held Yotsuya Miko’s hand more and more tightly.

Her fingertips were pinched until they turned white.

If she was right.

Yukinoshita Yukino was responsible for most of the old man’s misery.

Because it was she who brought the outsider to the sacred mountain.

She was in trouble…

In her mind, a clear understanding suddenly emerged.

This made Yukinoshita Yukino almost ashamed.[]

He didn’t even dare to look at Hashimoto Kyoaki who had cried till his voice was hoarse.

But Hattori Heizo didn’t care so much.

He glanced at Yukinoshita Yukino with disgust, and then stared at the two women in ancient costumes.

It was the Yagyu sisters.

And Nishiwaki Michiko had already passed away.

Facing a group of mortals, if it was the former Yagyu sisters, they would naturally draw their swords and kill them.

Kill them so that rivers of blood would flow!

Now?

With a blank expression, he threw away the long sword with a”bang”, as if the two of us were harmless.

He sighed again and looked at old man Hashimoto Kyoaki.

The one who cried till his voice was hoarse, with only the dry howl of sorrow left, was really…

Immediately.

He moved his eyes to the black crow belonging to Yukinoshita Yukino not far away. He bowed first, then pointed at the Yagyu sisters and asked respectfully

“Lord Mizunotsuki, how do we deal with these two people?

Lord Mizunotsuki?

Her heart tightened, but her face remained unchanged.

Yagyu Yukihime quietly spread her hands behind her back.

It was impossible for her to do anything. 4.4

She only looked humble, pitiful and honest.……

“Ga————”

Black Crow spoke hoarsely.

He led the Yagyu sisters far away.

It seemed that they were going to be dealt with by Lord Mizunotsuki.

However,

Yukinoshita Yukino watched Black Crow go away.

She felt inexplicably flustered.

Perhaps,

Black Crow would never come back after he left.

He no longer belonged to her, Yukinoshita Yukino.

Somewhere, an unknown change was flowing silently.

That kind of change could not be touched or seen.

But it existed in reality.

Just like Hattori Heizo’s disgusted eyes.

Just like Hashimoto Kyoaki’s sad howl.

Yukinoshita Yukino knew what that look was.

Once, there were bullies who bullied classmates, and the frustration of others who dared not speak out was almost the same as these people.……