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Chapter 159 General
In a secret room in the Bukhansan private club controlled by the Spiritual Church.

Park, a 63-year-old woman who ascended the presidency of South Korea and controlled half of the country, sat respectfully behind a low table, holding an exquisite porcelain cup in her hand.

She looked at the tea leaves floating and spinning in the cup with great concentration, as if she could see endless illusions of the past, present and future through the changes in the leaves.

From her own childhood memories to the future of the country. From the turbulent changes in the world situation in the next 20 to 30 years to the attacks and plots against her.
I saw it, but it was like I saw nothing. It was so mysterious that I couldn't help but immerse myself in it.

Sitting opposite the low table was a little girl in a high school uniform. She had her eyes closed, holding a bottle, feeding the newborn baby in her arms.

When the tea leaves slowly stopped spinning and the illusion naturally dissipated, Ms. Park raised her stiff neck and said in shock and regret: "It's over again."

My best friend, who was sitting in the corner of the room, asked curiously, "What did you see?"

"I think I saw a golf course, a missile vehicle, and... you?"

Ms. Park looked at her best friend Choi Soon-sil, who was as close as a sister to her, with some confusion. Since the divination did not give any result, she did not understand what the "future" she saw would be like.

He immediately nodded respectfully to the high school girl again and asked softly, "Goddess, I want to know if what I saw is a bad omen or a good omen?"

Different from those fortune-tellers who pretend to be gods, the little girl in front of him really possesses the so-called "supernatural" power.

Whether it was the tea leaf divination that was almost prophetic at this time and place, or those shikigami and monsters, they were all seen with his own eyes.

It is a power that is beyond the reach of mortals, cannot be explained by science, and can break through past social rules.

In comparison, commanding a modern country with a population of 50 million and a GDP of over one trillion US dollars seems unremarkable.

The girl named "Jiang Meixi" said some mysterious words as always, "The past cannot be traced back, and the future cannot be predicted. Whether it is good or bad depends on your current choice."

The speech was suddenly interrupted, Jiang Meixi turned her head and looked far to the south.

Cui Shunshi asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"somebody is coming."

Jiang Meixi flipped her hand and the bottle in her hand disappeared out of thin air.

At the same time, the door of the secret room was knocked, and two guards from the Blue House Security Department hurried in, knelt down beside Ms. Park, and said in a low voice: "Sir, there was an accident in Seoul. Five minutes ago, a civilian helicopter crashed into the Han River at a low altitude."

The guard handed over a mobile phone, and the screen showed the surface of the helicopter with the Chengzhe Group logo printed on it.

Isn’t Chengzhe Group the company that connects me and the goddess?

Before Ms. Park could think carefully,

Boom——

A dull sound like thunder came from the distance, followed by a series of gunfire and bombing sounds.

"Go out and turn left. There is a secret passage in the innermost room that leads to the underground parking lot. Go there and escort the president out."

Jiang Meixi stood up calmly, gave a casual instruction, and without even looking at them, she walked out of the room carrying the baby, passed through the corridor filled with the sound of fire alarms, and came to the front yard of the club.

The place was in a mess, the iron gate was missing, and the vehicles parked on the roadside, including several Kia cars belonging to the Blue House Security Department, were all burning. Li Sheng and Hui Yu stood in the yard, finishing the end of a killing, with a large number of corpses lying at their feet.

Hansan Private Club is one of the important industries of Spiritualism in South Korea, and the staff there are all devout believers.

In order to protect the goddess, they took out their paper-cuts and summoned their own shikigami.

The winged Tengu; the sly ghost with a long and narrow back of the head; the blue-colored one-eyed Muichifang dressed as a monk in a cassock; the wet woman with a snake body and a beast
This scene is truly a time of evil, with hundreds of demons roaming at night.

Sadly, it wasn't of much use.

First of all, the shikigami cannot stray too far from their summoners, and their summoners are just a bunch of mortals who don't even have bulletproof vests.

Once the summoner dies, the shikigami will dissipate on its own.

Secondly, low- and mid-level Shikigami have not yet separated themselves from physical entities. Faced with the fire suppression of modern heavy weapons, they will still be injured, die, and turn back into paper cutouts.

When Jiang Meixi appeared, the mechanical arm on Li Sheng's back was replacing the shotgun ammunition. Hui Yu was holding a burning car and flattened the Tengu Shikigami and its summoner.

There was no one standing in the entire front yard, and the three of them looked at each other in silence.

Li Sheng looked at the girl wearing a high school uniform who looked like Jiang Meixi in the photo album on her phone, and thought that he had to say something. He immediately cleared his throat and asked loudly, "Jimei, this JK outfit is nice. Which store did you buy it from? It's not from Shan, right?"

???

The system translation function translated this sentence perfectly. Not only did Jiang Meixi tilt her head, but Hui Yu beside her also turned his head to look at him.

Seeing that the other party did not answer, Li Sheng continued: "Anyway, what should I call you? Jiang Meixi, or the ghost who occupied my daughter's body?"

"It seems my sister has told you everything."

Jiang Meixi, or Jiang Zhihui, admitted everything generously, "I was the one who founded the spiritual religion behind the scenes, I planned the shipwreck, I took over my niece's body, and I kidnapped Shaoxi and took the child away."

She paused for a moment and asked, "Did you and your wife give her a name?"

"Jiang Ziya, Jiang Wei, Jiang Cha, Jiang Garlic and Onion. Considering this is South Korea, I prefer the name Jiang Jun, which has a warm feeling like the sun."

Li Sheng started to make up stories and asked calmly: "I have two questions that I don't quite understand. The first is why did you send someone to make a human model of Jiang Shaoxi? Finding a female corpse from a funeral home and destroying the face can also conceal the truth.

Second, why do you want to occupy Jiang Meixi's body? "

He seemed to be asking the question casually, but in fact he remained highly alert - the bat-wing motorcycle was not turned off, and his right hand hidden in his sleeve was ready to take out the powerful thunder horn at any time.

"The first question is, it was at Shaoxi's request that I had someone create a human model and fake a corpse in order to make Jiang Wanyong give up and stop looking for his wife. Otherwise, according to my own ideas, I wouldn't mind just killing Jiang Wanyong."

Jiang Meixi said calmly: "The second question is, as you guessed, the so-called 'Shaoxi and I are both goddesses descended from heaven' is indeed false, used to fool those spiritual believers.

However, I do need a living body with similar blood to me so that I can move freely in the real world.

Can you understand? A human player from another world."

(End of this chapter)