Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Senior, do you know what happened in Osaka?"

On the road not far from Osaka, two traffic police stayed at a checkpoint, gnawing bread while chatting about something casually.

As early as the early morning, Osaka Castle was already under martial law, and people inside were not allowed to go out, and people outside were not allowed to enter.

While the two traffic police were still resting, they were lifted up by their superiors and placed here to intercept vehicles entering the large version from here.

Not only cars, Shinkansen, aircraft, ships and other means of transportation are all martial law. Except for some official magicians, no one is allowed to enter and exit at will.

The two traffic police have been here for six hours, but due to the tight staff, people who have not changed their duties have been able to replace the shift.

The two traffic policemen, who were tired, sleepy, thirsty and hungry, could only talk about gossips of dry bread to refresh themselves.

"It's not clear about the specifics, but I heard that there was a suicide attack, and even the Self-Defense Forces were dispatched!"

"Nani? Even the Self-Defense Forces have been dispatched!!"

Hearing the senior's words, the young policeman immediately became energetic, with shock and curiosity on his face, wishing he could run to Osaka City to watch the fun.

The old policeman seemed to see the young policeman's thoughts and frowned and warned:

"Sato, our responsibility is to stick to this post so as not to put uninformed people into danger. This is related to the safety of countless people. Please be more serious!"

"Uh...Hi Yi!"

At this moment, an ordinary black sedan was coming here. The young police officer Sato smiled awkwardly, volunteered to run forward, and stopped the sedan.

The car window rolled down and a young man with a tight brow locked brow looked up at the police officer walking over with a puzzled look on his face.

"Private Marseille, there is a prohibited area ahead. Please cooperate with our work and leave immediately!"

In the car, the young man's frown brow had already squeezed out deep wrinkles, making the man look like he had grown a few years out of thin air.

Hearing the policeman's brows tightened.

"What...is it happening? The front...isn't it Osaka?"

The man spoke in a small Japanese language and asked stumblingly, obviously he was not a Japanese person.

"Uh...sir, aren't you a Japanese?"

The young man seemed reluctant to say more when he heard the police officer's inquiry, and nodded gently and said nothing.

"Arnold...is...Osaka ahead..."

"Sato!!!"

Before Sato could explain, the older police officer behind him stopped him with a stern voice.

The old police officer took two steps forward, came to the side of the car, looked at the young man in the car with a look of regret, and said seriously:

"Sir, please cooperate with our work and leave this area immediately!"

The young man in the car looked at the two policemen deeply, nodded slightly, and said nothing, squished the gear, stepped on the accelerator, loosened the clutch, and turned around and left obediently.

In the rearview mirror, the young man stared at the figures of the two police officers and did not speak for a long time.

......

"Dear passengers, I'm really sorry, for special reasons, our car was unable to reach the final station Osaka. Please get off at Nara Station!

I am really sorry for the inconvenience caused to you. Passengers can hold tickets to Osaka and choose to refund the tickets at the station window. Our company will provide you with a full refund compensation!

Please acknowledge the inconvenience caused to you!"

On a bus, Uncle Jiu was holding the salute tightly in his arms and frowned tightly as he listened to the flight attendant's words.

He knew that something was wrong with Osaka, otherwise the bus would not be unable to go to Osaka.

I just don’t know what happened, how Guanlan is now, and whether it has been affected...

Uncle Jiu thought, and kept walking down the car slowly.

"Excuse me..."

Suddenly, Uncle Jiu turned his head to look at the driver and asked with a sincere look:

"...How far is it from here to Osaka, and how can I get to Osaka?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu’s question, the driver stopped, looked at Uncle Jiu up and down, and kindly persuaded:

"It's useless. I don't know what happened. Now all the transportation to Osaka is restricted. Even if I tell you how to get there, there is no car that can deliver you!"

Uncle Jiu chuckled, nodded, and said softly:

"Thank you, but Osaka will not keep blocking, right? How should I go after the lockdown is lifted?"

The driver looked at Uncle Jiu again, pondered for a moment, but returned to the driver's seat, took out a map, handed it to Uncle Jiu, and comforted him softly:

"Although I don't know why you are determined to go to Osaka, I still advise you to wait until the traffic passes and take a bus to go!"

The driver didn't say anything else, stuffed the traffic map in his hand into Uncle Jiu's hand, and turned around and left.

He saw Uncle Jiu's intention to go to Osaka alone. Although he did not agree, he would not stop him.

In the adult world, you can choose to do it yourself and bear the consequences yourself. As someone else, he can speak out and persuade him is the limit.

"Thank you!"

Uncle Jiu also heard what the driver meant, but he didn't care at all.

wait?

He came to Japan from thousands of miles away. Was he coming to wait?

joke!

Not to mention that Wang Guanlan is now in Osaka, even if Wang Guanlan is not there, he will still go to Osaka!

The grudges will eventually be settled, so let’s start with his generation!

Jiuju is first-class! Waiting for me!

......

"Hiyi... Don't worry, when the matter is over, we will definitely give you an explanation! Hiyi... I will send personnel to support immediately, and I will never let the evil ghosts continue to rage! Don't worry!

Huh~~~”

Fujiwara Shizuka breathed a long sigh of relief, then threw the phone on the table to the ground.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

While cursing, Fujiwara Shizuka stomped on the broken phone and stomped it into even more broken pieces.

"Chiyoko! Come in!"

She turned around and leaned back on the chair, leaned back, raised her head, and kept pinching her temples. Now she wanted to hit her head to death on the corner of the table.

Last night, she didn't know what was going on, but she believed Chiyoko's words and ordered to keep the shrine and allow the evil spirits in Osaka to rage.

If he made a quick decision yesterday and immediately mobilized all the power of Kyuki First-class to fight to Osaka, even if he could not defeat the evil spirit, he could limit the evil spirit to a certain area and reduce sacrifice.

Now, I didn't stop it yesterday, but today I can't stop it. The death of 40,000 people has given birth to more than 2,000 evil spirits.

Moreover, the two thousand evil spirits have become a climate, and it is no longer something that a single genius in their Japanese magic world can stop it.

The most important thing is that all the people in the magic circles now unanimously demand that Jiu Ju first enter the area occupied by ghosts to exorcise ghosts, and refuse to take the blame for the troubles caused by Jiu Ju first.

Now Jiuju has become a school of magic and magic that is referred to by thousands of Japanese men. If the high-level power had not been completely lost, it would have been attacked by other schools long ago.

"President!"

Chiyoko still looked calm and calm, as if the things now had nothing to do with her. Fortunately, Shizuka Fujiwara was not interested in obsessing with the division of responsibilities at this time. Otherwise, Chiyoko would definitely say that today.

"Chioniko, immediately notify all members of Kukuki First Class to come to the shrine for a meeting. It is related to the survival of Kukuki First Class, and everyone must be present.

In addition, let out the wind. If that Wang Guanlan does not show up, we will refine his parents' corpse into zombies, so that his parents will never be at peace!"

Fujiwara Shizuka's face showed endless viciousness, and her eyes that were about to be eaten were staring at Chiyoko.

It’s not that she doesn’t hate Chiyoko, but that the matter has priorities. After this time, she will never let Chiyoko who bewitched her have a better life.

If it weren't for her advice, how could I let the enemy develop?

If it weren't for her proposal, things wouldn't have come to this point!

Shizuka Fujiwara really doubted whether this Chiyoko was a traitor who was placed by someone from another genre by her side.

"Then...Would Wang Guanlan's parents' corpse be transferred here?"

Hearing Chiyoko's words, Fujiwara Shizuka's eyes slashed, staring at Chiyoko, and said fiercely:

"Just stay in the Jiuju Shrine. If I don't see Wang Guanlan within two days, I will immediately order the shrine to refine the two corpses into zombies and will never tolerate them!"

Shizuka Fujiwara no longer trusts Chiyoko, so she will naturally not adopt any of her opinions!

Want to transfer the body to the shrine?

Go dreaming!

"I must check all orders before I can give it a look, otherwise you will understand the consequences!"

Chiyoko looked at Shizuka Fujiwara, nodded gently without saying a word.

Naturally, she would not be unable to guess what the president was thinking. She did not make excuses, nor did she need to make excuses. Everything will naturally have time to prove it.

And this day...it won't be too far...