Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

Why does this person say a very correct nonsense?

Ishikawa Yasuhiro said with a headache: "The main reason is that he is still unconscious and his face cannot be recognized, so there is no good way to find out his identity in a very short period of time."

That guy's face was so swollen that it was more swollen than a pig's head, and the pig would cry when he saw it.

Kotegawa Kamimi coughed: "There are no other means? Such as fingerprints, DNA comparisons and so on."

"All of these require the cooperation of other departments," Ishikawa Yasuhiro said tactfully.

It's already nine o'clock in the evening, but not every department is like them and can be on call!

He continued: "But once there are new developments, I will immediately tell you that raising and ordering shikigami to kill people is one of the most serious crimes, and only some desperadoes and evil gangsters can do it, so please rest assured, If he is really on the most-wanted list, then the bounty he should have will not be less than one yen."

"Hey, it doesn't matter whether the bounty is bounty or not. I mainly want to know why he wants to kill me." Furude Chuan Shenjian waved his hand, his face full of sternness.

I believe you ghost Ishikawa Yasuhiro said in a deep voice: "We must check it out!"

The next day, at five o'clock in the morning.

Furutekawa Kamimi who was sleeping soundly woke up on time. He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and while listening to the sound of rain still ticking outside the window, he stood up and stretched his muscles.

Last night, he spent half the night inexplicably, and he even lost an umbrella, which was really tiring.

He moved around for a while, walked over and opened the curtains, glanced at the sky outside which was still not bright, turned around and carried the quilt into the cabinet, then took out the newly bought apron to wear on his body, and began to look for the clothes he bought a while ago. Back to the second-hand vacuum cleaner.

There will be guests at home today, so don't leave a bad impression on them.

The lights in the house were turned on one by one, from the first floor to the third floor, every room, every corner, he did not let go, wandering up and down non-stop.

Vacuuming, cleaning the table, cleaning the floor, cleaning the glass, washing clothes, cleaning up the trash can, tidying up the unused kitchen is the same, it's quite cumbersome.

After he cleaned the house, the gray sky outside had brightened.

In the end, he packed the packed garbage bags and put them at the door, took a battle shower, put on dry clothes, took an umbrella, and went out with the garbage bags. Well, he went to have breakfast by the way.

However, because it has been raining and there is no place to practice kung fu, he didn't eat much for breakfast. The owner of the restaurant thought that the chef was lazy today, and the food was not delicious. He almost went to the back kitchen to talk to the chef. fight.

After breakfast, he went to the commercial street under an umbrella and bought two beef hind legs, a few pork knuckles, and some other meat and vegetables.

After all, there are a lot of customers, it would be embarrassing if you buy less and not enough to eat.

On the way home last night, when he and Bai Chuan Hutao called to discuss next week's tasks, they accidentally mentioned today's arrangements, so two more people came to eat.

He held an umbrella in one hand and returned home with several big bags in the other.

After returning, he thought about it, went to the kitchen and took the knife to gesture a few times, finally shook his head, and inserted the knife into the chopping board.

It's better to wait for the chef to come and then decide how to cook.

With both hands in hand, he went upstairs in a few steps, took down the long sword from the shelf, and waved it with some itchy hands.

No, this sword will be uncomfortable if you don't practice it for a day.

But now there is no way to walk in the yard, and there is no place in the house.

"By the way, I haven't signed for the experience I earned yesterday." His eyes moved, and his attention sank to the bottom of his heart.

At the bottom of his heart, there were several big and small blue light balls floating.

Some got it from killing ogres, some got it from killing water ghosts, and those two shikigami from last night

These mobs are nothing to look forward to, only those at the level of wild warriors can make people a little bit more interested.

He lit all the cyan light clusters in one go.

Countless tiny ice crystals shattered and melted into the boundless darkness like exploding fireworks.

A line of simple and unsophisticated characters emerged: Gong: Sixteen

"After sending away the ancestor of Qianzi's family last week, the skill is fifteen, and now with the experience of so many mobs, it can only be upgraded to one level. How about talking to Bai Chuan Hutao, next week will take the difficulty four Quests? Well, even if it’s difficulty four, if you can’t solve the problem of the amount of quests, it’s still useless.”

Furutekawa kamimi frowned, a little annoyed.

And in this weak improvement, he suddenly noticed something was wrong, the Taoist true energy in his body was a little more "lively" and "lighter" than usual.

He looked down at his outstretched right palm, and after a long moment of stunned, he wiped his kung fu on the body of the long sword.

Immediately, a real feeling of true energy leaving the body came from the palm of his hand, and then under his stunned gaze, the sword of the long sword in his right hand actually shone with a clear light!

It's just like when Uncle Gai zoomed in on his moves and stroked his sword with one hand.

He was stunned.

This, what is this?

Infuriating out of body?Infuriating?

What's the use of this?

Because the usual spirit removal is always too simple and unpretentious, so I added some bgbg special effects?

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Furutegawa Shinmi felt the zhenqi that was still flowing into the sword body through the meridians of his right hand, and with a thought, he did not use much force, and lightly swiped down on the wooden sword stand next to him.

Then he didn't feel much hindrance, and with a little force, the wooden frame was directly divided into two pieces!

He was dumbfounded.

Good guy!This is really a good guy!

No wonder Uncle Gai always uses such a move when he amplifies his moves, it turns out that it can increase the power so much

He was a little dizzy, looking at the still lighted sword, he giggled cheerfully.

Based on this alone, it is no worse than the ultimate intention he got from the wild warrior.

It turns out that Gong: Sixteen is a qualitative change?Or is it my extreme intention?

He shook his head, waved the sword in his hand, and had the urge to sing loudly, so he cleared his throat and sang: "I am looking up!"

It's a pity that he didn't finish a sentence, because when he turned his head, he inadvertently saw the window on the second floor of the neighbor's house facing the window, and the stunned little bird Youhuawu was leaning half of his body outside.

His eyelids twitched, and he quickly swung his sword to dissipate the true energy above.

The little bird Youhuawu over there came back to his senses, turned around and ran out of the room without thinking.

Furutegawa Kamimi can imagine what she is going to do, so she must come to ask clearly!

"What should I do?" His head suddenly became ten big.

If Xiaoniaoyouhuawu knew about this, she would definitely tell Youjia, and Youjia would definitely tell Uncle Guima, and Uncle Guima would definitely tell Second Uncle Jian, and Second Uncle Jian would definitely tell Aunt Qiuye. I can't hold on to being a bounty hunter!

His face changed for a moment, and there was determination in his eyes. He ran downstairs with his sword in his hand, rummaging through boxes and chests to find things: "No! You must not let this happen!"

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

Seeing the nervousness in his eyes, Furutegawa put the sword on the table and quickly opened the door.

Outside the door, there are indeed birds swimming and dancing flowers.

The little girl looked him up and down with surprise and uncertainty, and asked inquiringly, "I seem to see that you are shining?"

"What's the matter! How can human beings shine!" Furutegawa Shinmi said with his eyes wide open.

Xiaoniao Youhuawu frowned, shook his head and said decisively: "Impossible, I read it right, you were shining just now!"

"No, no, no, you must have read it wrong!" Furutekawa also shook his head, he swallowed, stepped aside and said, "What you saw should be the color of a highlighter! Well, I was playing with a highlighter just now son!"

"Ah? Highlighter?" Xiaoniao Youhuawu was taken aback for a moment, but he was not so sure, and asked suspiciously, "Did you use the highlighter to paint on the body of the sword?"

"Yeah! It's just like putting on a mask! It's a simple maintenance!"

Chapter 52 I can't wash it off even if I jumped into the sea (one more)

"Put on a mask?" Xiao Niao You Hua Wu was skeptical, it still felt a little weird, but it barely made sense.

Furutegawa Kamimi nodded desperately, wishing to write the word "really" on his face.

"Well, it seems that I was really wrong..." Seeing his handsome face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, Xiao Niao You Hua Wu chose to believe it.

She turned and left, but after walking a few steps, she turned around and asked, "When shall we gather today?"

"You can do it at any time..." Furutekawa looked at the cute pale yellow pajamas on her body, and asked tentatively, "Do you need to prepare a breakfast for you?"

Xiaoniao Youhuawu was stunned, looked down, and then realized that she was excited just now and ran out in her pajamas and slippers, her face hadn't been washed yet, after all she just woke up...

"Ah!" She suddenly screamed, as if thinking of something again, blood dripped from her cheeks, and ran home in a panic with her chest in her arms.

Furutekawa watched her leave, and inexplicably popped up three poems in his mind: "The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the softness of the sun..."

He shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he is "broad-minded" faction.

After more than half an hour, at [-]:[-] in the morning, Kota Kota came over alone, wearing a raincoat and carrying two large bags in his hands, his head was full of sweat.

Kamito Furukawa stretched out his hand to take it, and asked in a daze, "What is this?"

"It's all the ingredients we eat at noon. Youjia and I pooled our money to buy them."

"... But I seem to have told you that I have prepared a refrigerator full of dishes."

"It's not good to come empty-handed..." Benchang Sorata shook his head and said: "But it's okay, at most I will have another dinner."

"Well, what you said is quite reasonable, but before that, shouldn't I first consider whether my host family has time to entertain you at night?" Furute Chuan Shenjian was a little annoyed.

"Isn't this Saturday?" Sorata suddenly laughed mischievously, winked and said: "Furutegawa, I have prepared many fun games, absolutely fun!"

Seeing that he was smiling a bit lewdly, Gude Chuanshen thought for a while, and tentatively said, "This game you're talking about is a serious game, right?"

"Absolutely serious!" Sorata said energetically in this field: "Let's go, let's deal with the ingredients!"

"Oh... didn't you say yesterday that I just need to wait to eat?"

"But with so many things, if no one helps, we probably won't be able to eat until evening."

"That's true, but you didn't deliberately say good things to fool me yesterday, did you?" Furute Chuan looked at him suspiciously.

Sorata also rolled his eyes in this scene: "If there is really only one hind leg and three pork knuckles, how can I ask for help?"

Unexpectedly, the pot was thrown in a circle, but it was finally thrown on his own face. Furute Chuan Shenjian coughed: "We are also planning ahead, make more preparations..."

This field Sorata nodded in agreement, with a look that everyone understands, he may be a little dazed, but he is definitely not stupid, otherwise he would not be admitted to the special class.