I am a god in Tokyo

If you want people to believe in a god that has never appeared before, you must first let this god system appear in people's cognition.

To understand it is to believe in it.

This is the purpose of the 28 constellations.

Uehara Satoru needs to build his own power to spread Taoist beliefs. Although he doesn't need it right now, when he is promoted in the future, these scattered beliefs will have a direction to attach to.

The task center of the Vest Taiyi God must be carried out with the jurisdiction and authority of the noumenon priesthood.

Sansumi Mikoto froze slightly.

It is also a temptation to dare to ask unknown gods.

The temptation to the gods.

'I might be crazy! '

The forensic doctor thought.

When she asked Taiyi God, she thought that the other party would keep silent or give an answer, but suddenly felt a pain between her brows, as if there was a great pressure emerging.

He is watching me!

From the very beginning, Taiyishen, who was silent and answering like inherent logic, cast a staring gaze.

The gaze from the gods creates unimaginable pressure.

"Have."

The voice of Wei An's figure was still low, but not as indifferent as before.

Look back.

The tense body of the forensic doctor suddenly relaxed, leaning on the seat, with intense sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Xia Zhiqiu was not affected by Uehara Satoru's divine power, so it was not affected.

After learning that Taiyi God is related to the land god who once blessed her, the girl immediately became excited.

"Kami-sama, do you know the land god of Toyosaki?"

"What kind of relationship do you have with the land god?"

"I want to say thank you to him!"

Sansumi Mikoto leaned on the chair, listened to the girl's question, and looked at the god who was clothed in black and yellow and kept silent.

Her mind was full of thoughts.

"Miss Bi Yuewu."

Xia Zhiqiu turned his head to look.

The forensic doctor looked at Shang Yuanwu in awe, and said softly: "That's not something we can know, so don't ask any more!"

Xia Zhiqiu immediately stopped talking.

Uehara Satoru squeezed the time, and when it was close to 10 minutes, he attracted a mysterious aura.

"Seven-day cycle, three quarters."

The indifferent voice of the gods appeared in the ears of the two, and then, the world went away.

Wait until the two figures disappear,

Uehara Satoru breathed a sigh of relief, and once again reproduced the phantom of the past with a mysterious aura, checking himself for any mistakes.

"This time, I can score 75 points!"

Uehara Satoru nodded in satisfaction.

Say more and make more mistakes, do more and make more mistakes.

Just like squeezing toothpaste, squeeze out key information for them. As for the details, it's up to them to figure out the details.

*

"It's really on time!"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu glanced at the clock, it was exactly zero o'clock after waking up.

She got up from the chair, only feeling refreshed and clear-eyed.

and also--

She put her hands on her chest and closed her eyes lightly.

In the perception, one can clearly perceive a cloud of indefinable crimson aura, which stays in the body, disperses one by one, and penetrates into the internal organs, limbs and bones.

"This is spiritual power, isn't it?"

The girl observed the aura in her body, but felt that it was different from the spiritual power in the traditional sense.

Spiritual power is the energy in the body of an extraordinary person.

The spells of priests, monks, and shamans all come from spiritual power. When spiritual power is combined with extraordinary rituals, you can use all kinds of incredible supernatural powers.

Searching the ninth class also has its own ritual.

The core of the abilities possessed by Murakami Yuyoshi today is a new type of ritual. Only through the ritual of spiritual power operation can the expression of concentrating muscle power appear.

Xia Zhiqiu doesn't know much about spiritual power, and hasn't learned it yet.

But she observes the crimson aura in her body,

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a way of expressing spiritual power.

It doesn't need rituals, and it can't be used at all. It just evaporates and spreads strand by strand, as if strengthening her body in... all aspects.

At this moment, the phone vibrated.

It's Mikoto Misumi.

"Shiyu, your body... is it alright?"

Forensics gets straight to the point.

She made an agreement with Xia Zhiqiu that only when the two of them were alone would they talk about things in God's Domain.

Even on the phone, it cannot be mentioned.

Xia Zhiqiu naturally understood what she meant.

"Sister Meiqin, don't worry, I'm in good health!"

The other side breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, I'll treat you to a meal tomorrow at noon!"

After chatting for a few words, I hung up the phone.

Xia Zhiqiu stretched his waist, he just felt refreshed, his mind was flexible, and his inspiration was springing up.

"This can't be wasted!"

She muttered softly and turned on the computer.

I can sleep anytime.

If the inspiration is missed, it is really missed!

*

The next day.

Off-campus restaurant.

Misumi Mikoto checked Kasumigaoka's condition, and let out a sigh of envy or emotion.

"Your state should be unique in this world."

"You don't need to temper your spiritual power, the energy in your body will automatically strengthen your body, maybe you will walk out of a different path."

Xia Zhiqiu whispered.

"Do you want to tell others?"

She worried that being too different would arouse suspicion.

"Need not."

The forensic doctor said: "Personal rituals are also mysterious. No one will ask you about the source of your power. This is taboo in occultism. Just know it yourself!"

With that said, she turned to another topic.

"I have notified the possible replacement of Kagome Ueda, and the captain also paid attention to it, or we didn't consider this before."

The forensic doctor sighed softly.

"A monster that can replace the people we are most familiar with exists around us. If this matter is exposed, it will cause great panic. The Setagaya murder case has been upgraded to a red case."

"We are not only investigating Ueda Kogo, but also investigating another matter—"

Misumi Mikoto looked solemn.

"The fact that Ueda Kogo was replaced is an isolated case, or... some kind of large-scale extraordinary case that is spreading?"

Five p.m.

After school.

Uehara Satoru looked at a building in the distance, which was the scene of the murder case, which had been blocked by the police with yellow lines, and plainclothes were still guarding all around.

Take a look at the power balance.

The remaining divine power is enough to advance the realm of the gods and include the entire Setagaya.

When in danger, use divine power to expand the domain of God, and let the power of authority cover it.

What is hidden behind the Setagaya murder case?

Only relying on Kasumigaoka, a person who has not stepped into the extraordinary world, and Misumi Mikoto, a new extraordinary person, can't solve it at all, and Satoru Uehara didn't consider such a thing.

Setagaya is the next step in the priesthood, the future prefecture.

What's going on here, if you don't understand it, don't fix it.

Advancement to the priesthood is also blocked.

"Obviously intending to grow up—"

There are no capable cadres under his command, so such a thing can only be done by himself.

Always give the 28 Constellations time to grow, right?

The land god sighed helplessly, stepped on the ground in a whirl, performed an earth escape technique, and disappeared in place.

Chapter 55 Demon Street

This is an ordinary, ordinary house.

Judging from the furnishings of home appliances and the overall warm style, one can tell that people who decorate the house attach great importance to the warmth of the home, so they choose this kind of warm color for layout.

But the house is not clean.

There were messy footprints on the ground and dust everywhere.

Apparently, since the family died, the police who came and went did not clean the house in order to preserve the scene.

Uehara Satoru walked among the houses.

He covered footprints with divine power, wrapped fingerprints, and eliminated breath.

Make sure not to leave any traces.

I walked around the house, but found nothing, only felt that the light of the house was a bit dim, which was the fear and despair that Ueda's mother and daughter stayed in this house before their death.

Uehara Satoru sighed lowly, a faint red mist emerged from his fingertips.

As the fog dissipated, the surrounding light gradually increased, and the negative emotions that the mother and daughter had left in the house before their deaths slowly dissipated.

no gain,

Uehara Satoru didn't know whether to be disappointed or happy.