Returning from the low-magic world, do artificial intelligence first.

Chapter 281 The Ninth

The temperature in Tokyo in winter is not very low, mostly hovering above zero, but the cold and humid climate still makes people feel very uncomfortable, a bit similar to the south.

Tokyo at night is full of colorful lights. Many neon people just enter their leisure time after get off work. Izakayas, pachinko and even strange folk shops are all booming.

It was in this kind of damp and cold wind that a figure kept moving rapidly between the tall buildings.

"Tokyo is so big."

Feeling the cold wind blowing through his temples, Wang Yi looked down at the bustling street, and couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

This girl Gu Qianqian can really run, she feels like she is constantly chasing all kinds of urban legends, and her locations are all over Tokyo, big and small.

Hospitals, abandoned houses, schools, artificial lakes, parks, toilets, and those who can make Gu Qianqian feel, are indeed mostly vengeful spirits.

Twelve places have been settled so far, only four of which are useless idiots, and eight of them are effective employees!

Definitely a bumper harvest.

And along the way, Wang Yi will also go to shrines that he hasn't been to last time, and if there is a grass-headed god, he will also take the grass-headed god away. This efficiency is much faster than the last time he was accompanied by someone driving.

"Now there are only the last three places, let's give it a little surprise."

With one foot on the eaves, Wang Yi leaped directly towards the lower building at least [-] meters away.

The lightness on his body and the smooth wind, combined with his strong physique, allowed him to land easily.

Standing on the roof guardrail, looking down at the bustling world below, Wang Yi also felt a little sense of separation.

Although it has been so long since I returned to the present world, I still feel a little unable to integrate into it after all.

After all, the other world is accompanied by undead most of the time.

Then Wang Yi looked at a pachinko shop on the street. Sure enough, compared to the overcrowding of other shops of the same type, the business of this shop could not be overstated. There should be a problem.

"Vision"

Wang Yi murmured softly, the blue light in his eyes flickered, and he could see the gloomy atmosphere in the pachinko shop under the night, which was gradually getting stronger.

This kind of breath will most likely dissipate during the day, and now it has become thicker after nightfall, indicating that the thing is nearby.

"It's okay, I didn't make a trip in vain."

Wang Yi glanced at the alley next to him, and then jumped down. After landing, he released the twisted cover, started to walk out of the alley, merged into the crowd, and walked towards the pachinko shop ahead.

Pachinko is a specialty store of Neon, that is, a pachinko parlor, and pachinko served as the core of this marginal business until Neon DB became legal a few years later.

Neon now legally does not allow DB, nor does it allow this kind of machine.

But these shop owners themselves tried their best to avoid it.

That kind of metal marbles can be regarded as a kind of precious metal, and the reward is only the marbles. There will be no money, but there are two other stores next to the store. One can use these marbles to exchange for various gifts, and the other will recycle them. Gifts are exchanged for money, and eventually the pachinko parlor returns the marbles, completing the cycle.

The registered companies behind the three stores are different, thus circumventing relevant regulations.

Almost every pachinko shop can be said to be overcrowded, and nearly [-]% of the people in Quan Nihong play once a day!
Maybe it won’t cost much at one time, but it’s still a big deal after a long period of time. The annual cost of neon on pachinko is [-] times that of Las Vegas, which is [-] times that of neon car export trade. double.

It is conceivable that this ratio is large, and the profits in it are huge.

Many stores themselves will be affected by the violent gangs of neon, and even controlled.

Wang Yi came to the door of the store. Through the transparent glass door, he could see that although there were many machines inside, there were very few people sitting on them. There were also two young men with colorfully dyed hair standing beside them listlessly, looking a little faded.

But after seeing Wang Yi's arrival, he still took the initiative to greet him.

"The guest is so handsome, just like the idol over there."

"Well, I'm a stick."

Wang Yi smiled casually, directly making the little brother feel a little embarrassed.

"I came here to help you solve the problem this time, you have dirty things here, right?"

This store is open 24 hours, so it is really convenient for Wang Yi to deal with it openly and aboveboard.

Anyway, the atmosphere of metaphysics is quite strong here in Neon, so it’s no big deal.

Wang Yi's words also made the two of them stunned again, and then one of them went back to call the boss, and the other stayed by Wang Yi's side
"It's strange, now the shrine will arrange for people from South Korea to remove spirits?"

Little Red Hair looked at Wang Yi and scratched his head in a weird way.

Wang Yi could still hear the little Huangmao who was calling for someone saying, "Boss, the person you invited has arrived..."

Hearing this, it naturally made Wang Yi react a little bit, the boss on the emotional side has hired someone.

But it’s true, because of the terrain, the probability of encountering dirty things is indeed higher than in China. Even with the occasional protection of the God of Grass, the folk culture is still quite strong.

It can actually be seen from the number of shrines. Apart from these, there are many evil sects, which can often be seen in film and television works.

Not long after, a figure in a suit who looked haggard in his 50s appeared in front of Wang Yi.

From the thick dark circles under the eyes of the other party, it can be seen that he has not had a good rest recently.

"Ah, thank you Lord Onmyoji for coming. I'm a little earlier than the agreed time. I'm really sorry that I couldn't come out to greet you."

"I'm not the person you're looking for. I came here by myself because I felt the smell here."

Wang Yi explained something, which made the boss stunned, and then he seemed a little hesitant.

After all, he has already hired someone. If the professionals who come over there see that there are still people there, will they think that they don't respect him?

I went to an old shrine. It is said that there has always been the inheritance of Onmyoji. This...

"It's enough to solve the problem, isn't it?"

Wang Yi watched a pinball machine with the most undead breath, walked over and knocked on it.

"Did someone die in front of this machine?"

Wang Yi found out the problematic machine directly, and was so sure that he immediately convinced the boss a little bit, and hurried over and said

"Yes, yes, since then, our store has been cursed. All the machines feel that there is something wrong. The probability is completely inconsistent with the probability set by the program. There is no problem with the maintenance of the machines. If this continues There are no guests coming..."

In fact, the current situation in the store is like this, except for a few of them, the people who are still 'playing' on the machine are people invited by the boss, but it is still useless, the probability of this machine is too weird.

These words made Wang Yi feel a little speechless.

It seems that the boss is more afraid that there will be no business in the store than dirty things.

But it seems to be the same. Ordinary resentful spirits have quite limited ability to interfere with the present world. It would be good if the other party can continuously influence the beads. Maybe the resentment is also on the machine...

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　The third update~the first update~
　　I found that many readers have misunderstood the common cold. In fact, human beings have not conquered the cold until now. There is no specific medicine for the common cold. It is not cured by medicine, but by itself.

　　In addition to antiviral drugs that have a certain positive effect on viral colds, the current cold medicines are all about relieving symptoms. Now some compound cold medicines are mixed with these kinds of drugs to achieve multiple effects, mainly relying on self-healing, including antiviral drugs, which only assist in inhibiting virus replication, and ultimately rely on autoimmunity.

　　As for the effect of this drug, I wrote the principle in Chapter 230 of 5, which is to use the demonized 5-hydroxytryptamine for indirect regulation. The reduction of 5-hydroxytryptamine is the main cause of depression, so it can cure depression. [-]-Hydroxytryptamine can indirectly affect the effect of sleep. Because it is indirect, it is a 'sleep aid' rather than a 'sleep'. That is to say, if I doze off and I don't want to sleep, I can force myself to wake up. It doesn't make you fall down like anesthesia.

　　At the same time, the analgesic effect is the regulation of demonized serotonin, which indirectly affects endorphins and dopamine. It belongs to the regulation of the body's self-analgesia, rather than external anesthesia. It just makes you more comfortable, not depriving you of perception. .

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)