Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Ma sir at the side heard Director Hou's words and echoed him.

"That's right, Ah Jiu, as long as you are still a policeman, countless colleagues will be your most solid backing!

With them around, no matter whether it's Jiuju first-class or those high-level ghosts, in order to prevent their colleagues from dying and arousing their righteous indignation, they dare not target you without a bottom line!

But once you're not a policeman, they don't care about anything! "

Justice and evil, just like light and darkness, are balanced to a certain extent, and those who break this balance will inevitably be targeted by both good and evil!

Of course justice will suppress evil, and evil always wants to eliminate justice, but whenever the other party breaks the balance, it will inevitably suffer corresponding backlash!

When justice breaks the balance, the evil will become desperate, and when the evil breaks the balance, justice will become united.

Unless one party can suppress everything with absolute power, justice and evil will eventually maintain a balance.

Be it Wang Xuebin, Ma Sir and Director Hou, they did everything possible to keep Uncle Jiu's identity as a police officer, so that as long as Uncle Jiu was still a policeman, Jiu Ju would not dare to retaliate without a bottom line!

Uncle Jiu is not afraid of revenge, but both A-Lian and Fayi Chen have become Uncle Jiu's weakness.

And a person with a weakness cannot defeat an enemy who has no bottom line!

"You don't have to say any more!"

Uncle Jiu looked determined, with bright eyes, looking at his two elder brothers with a helpless smile.

"Oh! You guys...

It's not that I don't care about A-Lian and Baoyan, but that First Class Jiu Ju has already made a move. If I don't accept the move and choose to avoid the battle, then First Class Jiu Ju will really be unscrupulous! "

As Uncle Jiu said, he stood up, walked to the window, opened the window, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said melodiously:

"If you seek peace through struggle, you will live in peace. If you seek peace through compromise, you will die peacefully. This is a war. I have no room to retreat. If you take a step back, there will be no place to die!

I will make a proper arrangement for Alian and Baoyan, so that they won't be threatened by Jiuju, as for me..."

He turned around, looked at Ma Sir and Director Hou seriously, and said in a deep voice:

"...I can't just watch Guanlan give up everything for me!

We are old, he is still young, and he still has infinite possibilities. His future achievements will definitely surpass mine, and he cannot just be buried in my hatred for nothing! "

The cool breeze outside the window poured into the turbid room, bringing a long-lost coolness.

"This time, I have to go..."

The misty smoke danced with the traces of the breeze, and the cigarette was still burning, but Ma sir and Director Cheng didn't want to take another puff, they were both immersed in Uncle Jiu's words just now.

Yes, back, where else can I go?

For the sake of Ah Jiu, Wang Guanlan's parents died and his family property was gone. Now that he is involved, how can Ah Jiu withdraw?

If he retired, what face would he have to meet Wang Guanlan's deceased elder, and what face would he have to meet his deceased father?

"You...don't need to persuade me anymore. I've made up my mind. I'll go to the police station tomorrow to go through the resignation procedures. After that, I'll take Alian and Baoyan to a safe place until I come back... "

"Safe...where are you going?"

"Motherland, Maoshan!"

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In the living room of the villa, Wang Xuebin was leaning on the sofa, holding his chest with one hand and touching his chin with the other, his eyes were dull and his face was bewildered.

Also in the living room was a whole room of ghosts, and the ghosts crowded around him in a group.

About seventy or eighty, most of them are female, the older one is in his thirties, and the younger one is underage, all of them are scarred, looking at the ghost in front of Wang Xuebin——Jack!

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Kyoto Prefecture in Japan, a place with a long history, is the spiritual hometown of Japanese people and the origin of Japanese culture.

Kyoto Prefecture is located in the central part of Honshu Island, Japan. It is an integral part of the Osaka metropolitan area, and it is also the most prosperous place except Tokyo and Nagoya!

Japan's population, enterprises, universities, transportation and other resources are all concentrated here!

Kyoto Prefecture is a symbol of Japanese culture, where countless historic shrines, Buddhist temples and other buildings are located.

They are beautiful and unique in shape, full of charm, some are in the streets and alleys, and some are in the deep mountains and old forests.

And in the city center, there is such an ordinary shrine, they never open the door to welcome visitors, and they don't hold any blessing ceremony.

The gate is always tightly closed on weekdays, and people don't even know what kind of gods are enshrined in this shrine.

But such an ordinary shrine has an unparalleled reputation in the world of Japanese magic!

Because, their name is - Jiuju First Class!

Nine Chrysanthemums originated from the Yin-Yang family during the Warring States Period in China. They practiced the body and the sky, and never worshiped any gods. What they enshrined daily was nothing but their symbol, the four-fold chrysanthemum pattern.

In their view, the so-called gods are just wild gods and wild ghosts, and only the pure and flawless chrysanthemums are their most sacred source of power.

As for the 800 million gods of Laoshizi enshrined in other shrines, as long as they want to, they can easily take over and control their envoys at any time, so naturally they will not have any awe.

Therefore, Jiuju's first-class reputation in the art world is actually not very good, but because of their powerful art skills, other forces usually choose to avoid them.

Today, the shrine where Jiuju Yiliu is located is extremely lively, because they are going to execute a traitor who defected. No force likes traitors, and Jiuju Yiliu is no exception.

Before dawn, Jiuju's first-class people gathered in the square in front of the shrine, pinching the chrysanthemum with both hands, and dancing in the square.

There are not many first-class people in Jiuju. To be precise, it should be in Japan. Except for Buddhism and the underworld society, there are not many people from all other shrine sects!

There are fourteen people in Jiuju's first-class core members, but each of these fourteen people is not simple. In the magic world of Japan, these fourteen people are the symbols and representatives of the highest power.

Among them, Meizi Xixie, whom Wang Xuebin is most familiar with, is one of these 14 people. As for Jack, he is only the leader of the peripheral forces on Jiuju's first-class Hong Kong Island.

As for the scheme against Wang Xuebin and Uncle Jiu this time, it was just his intention to take the opportunity to step into the threshold of Jiuju's first-class core.

It's a pity that before his dream came true, he was crushed by Wang Xuebin. If there were no accidents, he might end up in a dire situation.

"Xixie Meizi, before you die, do you have anything else to say?"

The first-class leader of Jiuju is named Fujiwara Shizuka, a nobleman who has been passed down for nearly a thousand years in Japan. The daughter of the Fujiwara family, her age is untestable. Anyway, when Lin Yimei was young, she was already the backbone of Jiuju first-class up.

I don't know if Fujiwara Shizuka is the strongest in Jiuju, but she must be the oldest!

She survived the three leaders of Jiuju first-class leader in a row, and was promoted to the position of Jiuju first-class leader because of her seniority.

Although Shizuka Fujiwara is old enough to be the grandmother of everyone here, she still looks young and beautiful.

If people who don't know the truth see her, they will definitely be overwhelmed by her unique charm, pure face, charming figure, vicissitudes of life, and cold voice.

The stunner in the world that people often talk about is nothing more than this!

Shizuka Fujiwara in a brown robe, looked at Miko Nishiki who was firmly tied to the cross expressionlessly, her voice was quite peaceful.

"Xixie Meizi, for the sake of your hard work for Jiuju, I allow you to make a request before you die. As long as this request is not too much, I can make the decision and agree to you!"

Hearing the leader's words, Miko Nishika smiled disdainfully, looked up at the crowd contemptuously, and said with a light smile:

"Request? No need, you won't live long anyway, he will definitely come here to seek revenge on you!"

"Oh?"

Hearing what Miko Saikie said, Shizuka Fujiwara didn't chuckle or take it lightly like the others, but frowned, looked at Miko Saikie seriously, and asked softly:

"I don't know who you are talking about? Is it Lin Yimei's son, Lin Fengjiu?"

"Lin Fengjiu? No, no, no! It's not Lin Fengjiu, but... Wang Guanlan!"

Chapter 349

"Hello, sir, are you traveling to Japan alone?"

On a luxurious cruise ship, a person who looks like Zunlong is lying on a beach chair, enjoying the warm autumn sunshine comfortably.

Beside him, a woman with a faintly flushed face held a glass of champagne in her left hand, looking at the graceful man on the recliner with peachy eyes, with unspeakable thoughts churning in her mind.

"No, I need to travel for business reasons!"

"Oh? So it's work. I don't know what your husband does?"

As the woman said, she came to the man's reclining chair intentionally or unintentionally, straightened her body, and sat down charmingly, with half of her buttocks pressed against the man's thigh, as if she hadn't sat properly, she shook it carelessly.

Hearing the woman's words, and looking at the woman's figure and appearance, Wang Xuebin, who had changed his face, raised the grape juice in his hand, took a sip, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Seeing Wang Xuebin's noncommittal attitude, the woman's smile became even brighter, she turned sideways, leaned against the handle of the chair, and reclined down.

A hand gently caressed Wang Xuebin's chest, and his fingers gently drew circles on his strong chest muscles.

"Where are you... where are you going on this business trip?

I am very familiar with many places in Japan, how about we take a two-person trip together, and I can accompany you around when you are not working, and it will save you from being alone and lonely, and there is no one to talk to ! "

The woman's face became more and more red, and her panting became more and more loud. The sweet breath penetrated into Wang Xuebin's breath, which made people feel intoxicated.

"Miss... are you...drinking too much?"

As he spoke, Wang Xuebin casually put the grape juice on the table aside, looked at the woman who was close at hand, smiled politely, got up and left.

Wang Xuebin got up together, and when the center of gravity of the chair was unstable, he immediately turned over, that is to say, the chair was not heavy, otherwise, the woman who came to strike up a conversation would have broken bones.

Wang Xuebin who left didn't look back, took out the dark blue Hetian jade tablet hidden in his bosom, and stroked it lightly.

If that young lady is really interested in something else, then she will give it if she gives it, and it will be used as an overnight fee. It doesn't matter, but this jade card is not good!

The relationship between this jade card is too important, if it falls into the hands of someone with ulterior motives, it will definitely be a disaster!

The jade plaque is made of Hetian mountain material, the size of a palm, about half an inch thick, square and rounded, and carved.

The small jade tablet is not only filled with mysterious Yunzhuan patterns in extremely tiny fonts, but also has 83 images of people engraved on both sides.

The portraits are lifelike, as if they have spirits. Every time you see the figure in the jade card, you will feel a pair of eyes staring straight at you. The eyes are full of malice, which makes people feel scared.

The pure white jade plaque and the black portrait add radiance to each other, which makes the portrait more vivid and strange.

Among the 83 people, except for six men, the rest are all women. Among them, two men and one woman with relatively light colors are all familiar faces of Wang Xuebin.

Even Wang Xuebin did not expect that their reunion would be on such a special occasion!

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"Wandering souls, where to keep them, the three souls descended early, the seven souls came, riverside wild places, temples and villages, palace prisons, tombs and forests, now invite the mountain gods, General Youlu, the local land, the home kitchen king, summon the soul Ghosts, help your spirits, the gates of heaven and earth will open, and lonely ghosts will appear, and the magic soldiers are as urgent as the law! Order!"

The mantra was murmured, the dark wind was blowing, and the ghostly aura in the living room of the villa was getting stronger and stronger, but it seemed to be suppressed by some force, and it still couldn't take shape.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin frowned. Although it was his first time to summon ghosts, logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this?

Whenever the ghost energy wants to gather into a group, a force descends from the ceiling of the living room, suppressing all the floating ghost energy.

If it weren't for Wang Xuebin's six senses that are several times stronger than ordinary people, he really wouldn't be able to discover the mystery of it!

"Heh! You also said that you are not Jiuju first-class!"

Seeing the uniquely shaped lamp on the ceiling, Wang Xuebin shook his head and sneered, softly contemptuous.

On the ceiling directly above the lamp, a huge quadruple table chrysanthemum pattern is printed on it, and the chrysanthemum pattern is engraved with many cipher texts, which shine brightly from Wang Xuebin's perspective.

It is this chrysanthemum pattern that exudes invisible deterrence all the time, driving away the ghosts in the house over and over again, so as to prevent lonely ghosts from invading the inner house.

"Hehe! You dare to use a hatchet for a small skill? Daweitian... no... let me do it!"

Wang Xuebin muttered words, left palm, right fist, both hands together.

The ceiling seemed to come alive in an instant, and it rolled up, tearing the chrysanthemum pattern into pieces, and the cipher text was also twisted into a ball.

With the disappearance of the power to deter the ghost aura, the ghost aura finally formed smoothly. Wang Xuebin looked forward to sitting on the sofa, took out a cup of hot tea from the space, crossed his legs, sipped it and waited.

A figure appeared, it was an underage girl, with half of her neck drooping, her spine and trachea exposed, she looked like a slit girl from Japan, her mouth was torn to the side of her ears.

Wang Xuebin was stunned. He thought that there was something wrong with his spellcasting, so he put the hot tea in his hand on the coffee table and wanted to get up to check.

But before he could move, another figure appeared, still a woman, but this time she was much older.

About thirty years old, with kimono hair, red lips and white face, if you look at the face alone, it is absolutely beautiful.

It's a pity that although she has a pretty face, she can't see her body!

The purple kimono was tattered, with blood dripping from the corners, and the broken clothes couldn't cover the carcass at all!

Correct!

It is the carcass!

After slaughter, remove the head, tail, limbs, viscera, etc. and the remaining body!

She has no hands, no feet, no internal organs, nothing but bones and flesh!