Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 162 A Woman Wants to Become a Sea Binding Dragon
The spring dusk in Tokyo comes very early, and the sky is dyed a dreamy crimson, like the blush that a 16-year-old girl muster up the courage to hand out a love letter to the boy she likes.

Everything is so beautiful.

Feeling the spring breeze blowing wantonly on his hair, Seshoin Ara leisurely walked to the gate of Jingu's house.

Cherry blossoms sway in the wind.

He was a little nervous, or rather, afraid.

Shashengyuan is afraid of Bailong.

Although he didn't do anything too outrageous, he just secretly restrained a group of subordinates who were not considered good people.

But the idea of ​​​​intent to make trouble is seen through by the other party, and what may happen to them.

Hope it's okay.

Shashengyuanhuang secretly cheered in his heart, the smile on his face remained, and he didn't want anyone to see what his true thoughts were.

Entering the yard, the gate was not closed, and opened straight to the outside, revealing pairs of shoes in front of the entrance.

Shaseiin Ara and Nishino Qiuhui stepped into it, he took off his leather shoes, his thin socks couldn't block the coolness of the floor, but he didn't care, the aisle and stairs seemed extraordinarily quiet amidst the laughter from the living room.

He went to the source of the noise.

The light in the living room was not turned on, and Jingu Chief Master Fan still had a serious face, but there was an indescribable joy at the corners of his brows, which made it clear that at the moment when his beard was pulled out, he would happily say nothing.

Jingu sisters, priests of the main hall of the shrine, Shikigami, Watanabe Takeo, Kuramoto Mai, Huey, Kirin Temple mirror.

Everyone gathered here is a big name outside of Tokyo.

And now they gather for one person.

"Bai Shifan, long time no see. It's great that you're fine." Shashengyuan Huang smiled all over his face, and sent his blessings in a sincere tone without a trace of falsehood.

Bai Long glanced at it, and had to say that this person's aptitude is indeed very good, and spiritual pressure is rare in the Nine Realms.

"Let me test your homework when you have time to see how you are doing."

"I will never let Shifan Bai down." Shashengyuan Huang smiled.

"Sit down and eat."

Yasuki Jingu used to be a little wary of the student Saseiin Ara, and always felt that this student was not right.

But after Bailong came back, that trace of vigilance disappeared from his heart.

No matter what happened, he believed that Bailong could handle it properly.

"Ah."

Saseiin Araka nodded, and sat next to Huey, Nishino Akie and Kirin Sikage sat side by side.

……

"Three years, I really can't believe it has passed like this."

Bai Long took a sip of his wine, glanced at the few people present, and asked curiously, "What have you guys been doing all this time?"

Jingu Yasuki is not a very talkative person, more similar to the stereotype of the world's father, doing more and talking less.

He was in a happy mood today, and he wanted to say a few more words, but his brain was still spinning in circles, organizing his words.

Jingu Qiansa, who is next to Bailong over there, showed off: "After my sister graduated, she devoted herself to handling extraordinary events, and now she has become the well-known Red Queen."

"Qiansha, don't say this embarrassing title."

Jingong Mingtong complained loudly.

She really hated the title of the Scarlet Queen, but whoever yelled it at the beginning made the title of the Red Queen exclusive to her.

It is completely different from the domineering title of the Queen of Demon Fist, what does the Red Queen mean?

"Haha, Red Queen, what about you?"

Bailong lowered his head, curious about Jingong Qiansha's title.

When asked about herself, Jingu Chisa had a complex expression and hadn't figured out how to answer.

In order to avenge her sister's quick talk just now, Jingong Mingtong said with a smile: "The house queen, for the past three years, she has stayed at home, and even the graduation ceremony was forcibly dragged by me."

"Sister!" Jingu Chisa didn't want to mention that embarrassing thing.

Bai Long smiled, realized that the problem was with himself, touched his head and said, "I'm really sorry, I won't do this again next time."

"Today is a happy day, so don't keep apologizing, prove yourself with actions, let's have a toast."

Mai Kuramoto toasted carelessly, making the atmosphere lively again.

Qilin Temple nodded and said: "The title of Bai Shifan is also added."

"I have an extra title?"

Bai Long was attracted by this topic.

She had a smug look on her baby-fat cheeks, blinked her orange-gold eyes and said: "The incident three years ago was dubbed by the world as the hero who solved the incident.

The world calls you Martial Saint!

The statues are all placed at the exit of the station in Chiyoda District. Look, this is it. "

The photo of Wusheng Town Tokyo appeared in Bailong's sight. Looking at the shape and expression, he complained: "It doesn't look like me at all."

"The government wants to show your bravery and fearlessness. The heroes in the portraits are always like that. They lack a bit of humanity and more of divinity."

"That's right."

Bai Long didn't care, and said casually: "Take it down, it's always weird to stand up a statue alive."

Qingshan Seimei smiled and said, "Let me talk to the government and send someone to remove the statue."

The reason why the statue was completed originally contained political significance and spiritual sustenance. People who have suffered tragedies need a hero to comfort their hearts.

And time flies, three years is enough to dilute many things.

People no longer need statues to comfort their souls, but Internet celebrity bloggers want to gain traffic, and tourists want to check in and take pictures.

If the Lord wants to move out, then move out.

"drink wine."

Bailong didn't want to ask questions that would affect the atmosphere of the banquet, so he raised his glass to signal.

……

Hangover overnight.

For Bailong, this is not a feeling of long interval, but when he thinks about it, three years have passed, and there will be a slight sense of alienation.

I didn't wake up until nearly noon.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, three years, his bedroom still hasn't changed, even the quilt...

Seeing a smear of bright red on the sheets, the air smelled of thousands of yarns.

Cold sweat came out of his back in shock.

impossible!

Bai Long jumped up in fright, almost guaranteeing that he didn't do anything wrong last night.

He was just helped back to the bedroom by Qiansha, and after that, he fell asleep.

impossible.

Bai Long leaned against the table, his boxers were well dressed.

"Brother Long."

The door opened suddenly, and the long-haired Jingu Chisa walked unnaturally. Her clothes were obviously more eye-catching than yesterday, a turquoise printed dress.

The face is ruddy.

She looked into Bai Long's eyes, her tenderness almost spilled out of her eye sockets, and said softly: "You're awake."

Bai Long opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, "Yes."

No way! !

He roared in his heart, and the once confirmed fact became shaken under this expression.

Being drunk shouldn't cause such thoughts, but Chisa is very well-behaved.

"I."

"Puhaha," Jingong Qiansha suddenly showed a sly smile, her eyes blinked like stars in the night sky, and she said in a rather smug tone, "I'm just kidding, let's see how Brother Long is frightened.

That's tomato sauce, what does Brother Long think it is? "

Bai Long's heart sank when he raised it, and he said angrily: "Qiansha, you've turned bad."

"It's all Brother Long's fault. I disappeared for three years at every turn. I really think I have no temper."

Jingong Qiansa pretended not to care yesterday, because there were outsiders present, so it was hard to say what was in her heart, "I am really angry, and I don't want to be your sister anymore.

Now, Brother Long, in your heart, am I still that younger sister? "

Seeing Qiansha approaching, Bailong suddenly realized that three years really have passed.

They go forward three years.

And he was in the summer three years ago.

"No."

Looking at those expectant gazes, Bailong couldn't bear to snuff them out after all, he could only snuff out the image of his sister in his heart, and sighed: "You have grown into a very beautiful woman."

Received this answer, Jingu Qiansha had a faint smile on her face, and her voice became softer, "Sorry, Brother Long, have I become very cunning, knowing that Brother Long is still in that mood."

It's obviously a smile, but it's inexplicably heartbreaking.

Bailong didn't know how to make up for these three years, thinking of Mingtong saying that she had been living at home for three years, and she didn't even want to attend the graduation ceremony.

It's hard to blame me for being so careful.

Bailong hugged her, touched her head and comforted her: "It's okay, you don't need to blame yourself.

In this way, if you apologize and I apologize, then the apology is endless. "

"Brother Long..." Shen Gongqian leaned gently on his chest, her face was calm without any heartbreak, as if the sea level of the small island in the southern country was without a trace of waves.

As for how the dark tide surges beneath the surface of the sea, only the sea can know.

No matter what, she won't let go.

To disintegrate Brother Long's embarrassment little by little, and then enter the world of adults together.

Chisa Jingu has come of age.

Her sea wants to accept Brother Long's dragon.

……

The breakfast is rich.

Jingu Yasuki and Ming Tong were not there, but he and Chisa stayed at home.

Bailong took a sip of the seafood porridge, and the umami flavor mixed with lobster and crab spread on the tip of his tongue, which was just rightly warm without burning his tongue.

"Where are Master and Ming Tong?"

"Father went to the Jingongliu Hall to teach, and my sister received a case about a supernatural crime and was tracking down a pervert who often killed people in the city."

Jingu Chisa rested her chin in both hands, and watched him eat with the eyes of a virtuous wife.

"The taste of porridge has regressed a bit compared to three years ago."

"Eh?!" A look of surprise flashed across Jingong Qiansha's face, and she said distressedly: "Sorry, Brother Long, I've been too negligent recently, let's order takeaway."

"No, Qiansha's porridge is not as good, but it's still very delicious."

"Hi."

Jingu Qiansha's face was reddish, and she secretly vowed in her heart that she must get back the three-year blank period, and even make it to a higher level.

Capture Brother Long's stomach first, and then his body.

She set a small goal for herself.

Bailong was drinking porridge, thinking about what he should do next, he should go to the club first to see if there is anything he can do for his master.

"By the way, my phone bill."

"I help Brother Long rush every month, and I promise not to stop."

"That's good, I'll leave the dishes to you to wash, and I'll go to the guild hall to see Master."

"give it to me!"

Jingu Chisa rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white and tender arms, her eyes smiling like crescents.

Bai Long nodded, stood up, and walked outside.

……

The site of Jingongliu Clubhouse is expanded horizontally, annexing a house that was originally next to it, forming the current rectangular five-storey clubhouse building.

He wrote with a pen so that the signboard was hung at the door.

The door is no longer a Japanese-style sliding door, but a modern automatic door.

As soon as a person approaches, the door senses it, and it will automatically shrink to both sides.

The ground was covered with a red carpet.

The receptionist at the front desk was a young woman in a white-collar suit with a slightly flat chest.

With a gentle smile on his face.

"Master Bai, good afternoon."

"Yeah." Bai Long didn't know who this person was at all, and the other party looked enthusiastic, as if he knew him very well.

"The chief teacher of the Jingu Temple teaches martial arts to ordinary students on the fourth floor."

"Ah."

Bailong always felt it was strange that his own guild hall had suddenly been upgraded to the level of those general halls, but it had nothing to do with him.

Well, I can't say it's okay.

During the chat last night, I said that the Jingongliu Club can have this scale, and it is in the name of saving Tokyo that it attracts a large number of people to come to practice martial arts.

The government even helped negotiate the expansion of the next-door neighbor.

Thinking about it, Bai Long walked to the elevator, and as soon as the door opened, the young students inside saw him, they were all taken aback, they didn't go out, and stayed in the elevator.

They all stared at him with admiration.

Bailong regretted taking the elevator a bit, but it doesn't matter if he runs around on the fourth floor.

Press the fourth floor.

The elevator goes up.

There were fiery gazes behind him, as if they wanted to take off his clothes and see every place clearly.

The fans are too fanatical, and it is also a bit of a headache.

Bai Long complained about this point.

When the elevator reached the fourth floor, he hurried out, leaving only the boiling students behind.

"Wu Sheng! He's not dead!" "I said he couldn't lose to those monsters!" "I just took the elevator with the living legend, I have to tweet!"

"It's such a strong sense of oppression. Just looking at it makes me nervous and my heart beats non-stop."

"Idiot, that's what it means. Your heart stopped long ago. That's a warrior!"

"I prefer the title of the strongest martial artist on the surface. The number one martial arts club in the world is now a classic, and no one can reproduce such a game."

The students were chattering, and someone had uploaded the news to the Internet.

……

The news of Wu Sheng's return spread on the Internet at an astonishing speed, and quickly became a talking point for people.

Outside the library of the University of Tokyo, the chosen ones walked the streets with high spirits.

"I heard that Martial Saint has returned to Tokyo." "Martial Saint?" "Don't you even know him? Three years ago, the Martial Daoist who ended Tokyo's Hyakki Night Walk, the statue in Chiyoda District was erected for him."

The spring breeze carried the conversation of the two college students into someone's ears, and the steps that were about to leave paused and swayed, and the charming body blocked the way of the two.

A sweet and dangerous voice escaped from the vermilion lips, "Is it true that you said the Martial Sage has returned?"

It wasn't the first time the two of them saw this person, but every time they watched from a distance, they never thought that one day they would be able to talk to each other.

The man on the left blushed and said, "Well, well, the post sent by the students of the Jingu-ryu Hall confirmed Wu Sheng's return to Tokyo."

"Ha ha."

She smiled, and an inexplicable chill sent chills down their spines.

Come back without notifying her.

(End of this chapter)