Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

One day and one night, the casualties in the magic world were indeed not small, but the civilian casualties were a hundred times as many as in the magic world!

In total, only 300 people from various sects in the establishment of the magic world, together with those with supernatural powers, died, but the casualties of civilians were as many as [-].

This is only in the city. This kind of disaster is the biggest disaster that Japan has experienced since Hiroshima and Nagasaki were removed.

Even the Taoist priest with one eyebrow crossed to the east back then, but did not bring such a huge loss to Japan. Shizuka Fujiwara, who received the news, even wanted to die!

Chapter 368 The rise of the capital in Kyoto

"Senior, do you know what happened in Osaka?"

On the highway not far from Osaka, two traffic policemen stayed at a checkpoint, chatting casually while eating bread.

As early as in the early hours of the morning, Osaka Castle was under martial law. People inside were not allowed to go out, and people outside were not allowed to enter.

When the two traffic policemen were still resting, they were picked up by their superiors and placed here to intercept vehicles entering Daban from here.

Not only cars, but all means of transportation such as Shinkansen, airplanes, and ships are under martial law. Except for some people from the magic circle dispatched by the government, no one is allowed to enter and leave at will.

The two traffic policemen have been here for six hours, but due to the shortage of manpower, there has been no change of guard to replace them.

The two traffic policemen who were tired, sleepy, thirsty and hungry, besides eating a mouthful of dry bread, could only chat about gossip to refresh themselves.

"I don't know the details, but I heard that there was a suicide attack, and even the Self-Defense Forces were dispatched!"

"Nani? Even the... Self-Defense Forces are dispatched!!"

Hearing the senior's words, the young police officer immediately cheered up, with a look of shock and curiosity on his face, wishing he could go to Osaka City to see the excitement right now.

The old policeman seemed to see the young policeman's thoughts, frowned and warned:

"Satou-kun, our duty is to stick to this post, so as not to put unsuspecting people in danger. This is related to the safety of countless people. Please be more serious!"

"Uh...Hi Yi!"

At this moment, an ordinary black car was driving towards this place. The young police officer Sato smiled awkwardly, and volunteered to run forward to stop the car.

The car window was rolled down, and a young man with a tightly furrowed brow looked up at the police officer walking over with a puzzled look on his face.

"Private Marseille, the front is a no-go zone, please cooperate with our work and leave immediately!"

In the car, the young man's brows were tightly furrowed into deep wrinkles, making the man seem a few years older out of thin air.

Hearing what the police officer said, the man's brows furrowed even tighter.

"What's going on? Isn't the front... Osaka?"

The man spoke substandard Japanese and stumbled to ask questions, obviously he was not from Japan.

"Uh... isn't sir a Japanese?"

Hearing the police officer's question, the young man seemed unwilling to say more, so he nodded slightly and remained silent.

"Arnold...it's like this...Osaka ahead..."

"Sato!!!"

Before Sato could explain, the elderly police officer behind him stopped him severely.

The old police officer took two steps forward, came to the side of the car, looked at the young man in the car with a sorry face, and said seriously:

"Sir, please cooperate with our work and leave this area immediately!"

The young man in the car took a deep look at the two police officers, nodded slightly, said nothing more, put into gear, stepped on the accelerator, released the clutch, and obediently turned around and left.

In the rearview mirror, the young man stared at the figures of the two police officers and remained silent for a long time.

......

"Passengers, I'm really sorry. Due to special reasons, our car cannot reach the final station, Osaka. Passengers, please get off at Nara Station!

I am really sorry for the inconvenience caused to you. Passengers can hold tickets to Osaka and go to the station window to choose a refund. Our company will give you a full refund!

We apologize for any inconvenience caused to you! "

On a bus, Uncle Jiu, who was hugging him tightly in his arms and saluting, frowned tightly when he heard the steward's words.

He knew that something must have happened in Osaka, otherwise the bus would not have been able to go to Osaka.

It's just that I don't know what happened, how Guanlan is doing now, and whether it has been affected...

Thinking about it, Uncle Jiu slowly got out of the car without stopping.

"excuse me..."

Suddenly, Uncle Jiu turned to look at the driver, and asked sincerely:

"...Excuse me, how far is it from here to Osaka, and how can I get to Osaka?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's question, the driver stopped, looked Uncle Jiu up and down, and kindly persuaded:

"It's useless. I don't know what happened. Now all the means of transportation to Osaka are restricted. Even if I tell you how to get there, there is no car that can take you!"

Uncle Jiu chuckled, nodded, and said softly:

"Thank you, but Osaka will not always be blocked. How should I go when the blockade is unblocked?"

The driver looked at Uncle Jiu again, pondered for a moment, then returned to the driver's seat, took out a map, handed it to Uncle Jiu, and softly comforted him:

"Although I don't know why you insist on going to Osaka, I still advise you, try to wait until the traffic clears, and go there by car!"

The driver didn't say anything else, he put the traffic map in Uncle Jiu's hand, turned and left.

He saw that Uncle Jiu wanted to go to Osaka alone, and although he disagreed, he would not stop him.

In the world of adults, he chooses to do it by himself, and he bears the consequences. As a bystander, speaking to persuade is the limit of what he can do.

"Thank you!"

Uncle Jiu also heard what the driver meant, but he didn't care at all.

wait?

He traveled thousands of miles to Japan, did he come here just to wait?

joke!

Not to mention that Wang Guanlan is in Osaka now, even if Wang Guanlan is not there, he will go to Osaka!

If there is an end to the grievances, let's start with his generation!

Jiuju is top-notch!wait for me!

......

"Hi Yi... Don't worry, we will give you an explanation when the matter is over! Hi Yi... I will send people to support immediately, and I will never let the ghosts continue to wreak havoc! Don't worry!

Phew~~~”

Fujiwara Shizuka let out a long sigh of relief, and then slammed the phone on the table to the ground.

"Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!"

While cursing, Fujiwara Shizuka stomped the already broken phone into even more shattered pieces.

"Chiyoko! Come in!"

She turned around and sat back on the chair, leaned back, raised her head, and kept pinching her temples. Now she wished she could slam her head on the corner of the table to death.

Last night, she didn't know which tendon was short-circuited, but she actually believed Chiyoko's words, ordered to guard the shrine, and let the evil spirits of Osaka wreak havoc.

If he had made a decisive decision yesterday and immediately mobilized all of Jiu Ju's first-class forces to fight in Osaka, even if he couldn't defeat Li Gui, he could still confine Li Gui to a certain area and reduce sacrifices.

It's all right now, yesterday it wasn't stopped, but today it can't be stopped, 2000 people died, and more than [-] ghosts were born.

Moreover, two thousand ghosts have become a phenomenon, and it is no longer something that a single school in their Japanese magic world can stop.

The most important thing is that now all the people in the magic world unanimously demand that Jiuju first-class first enter the area occupied by ghosts to exorcise ghosts, and refuse to take the blame for the trouble Jiu Ju first-class caused.

Now Jiuju first-class has become the school of magic that thousands of people in Japan point to. If it hadn't been for the loss of high-level power, it would have been beaten by other schools long ago.

"President!"

Chiyoko still looked calm and indifferent, as if the current affairs had nothing to do with her. Fortunately, Fujiwara Shizuka didn't have the mind to entangle the issue of responsibility division at this time. If not, Chiyoko would definitely not be able to talk about today.

"Chiyoko, immediately notify all members of Jiuju First Class to come to the shrine for a meeting. It is a matter of Jiu Ju First Class's life and death, and everyone must be present.

In addition, let the wind out, if that Wang Guanlan does not show up, we will turn his parents' corpses into zombies, so that his parents will never have peace! "

Fujiwara Shizuka's face showed endless viciousness, those eyes that were greedy for others stared at Chiyoko.

It's not that she doesn't hate Chiyoko, it's just that things are prioritized. After this time is over, she will definitely not make Chiyoko who bewitched her feel better.

If it wasn't for her suggestion, how could he let the enemy develop?

If it wasn't for her proposal, things wouldn't be where they are today!

Shizuka Fujiwara really doubted whether this Chiyoko was a traitor who had been planted by her side by people from other genres.

"Then... the corpses of Wang Guanlan's parents... still need to be transferred?"

Hearing Chiyoko's words, Fujiwara Shizuka's eyes sharpened, she stared at Chiyoko, and said fiercely:

"Just stay at Jiuju Shrine. If I don't see Wang Guanlan within two days, I will immediately order the shrine to turn those two corpses into zombies. No mercy!"

Fujiwara Shizuka no longer trusts Chiyoko, so naturally she will not take any of her opinions!

Want to transfer the dead body to the shrine?

Go dream!

"Before all the orders are issued, you must let me review them, otherwise, you will understand the consequences!"

Chiyoko heard the words, looked at Fujiwara Shizuka, nodded slightly and did not speak.

Naturally, she couldn't guess what the president was thinking, she didn't make any excuses, and she didn't need to make excuses, everything would naturally have time to prove.

And that day...not too far away...

Chapter 369 Second Battle Ninth Uncle Shows His Power

The autumn night already has a threatening chill. Walking alone on the empty road, you can feel the deeper meaning of the dew.

The 34-kilometer journey takes five to ten minutes by car, one and a half hours by bicycle, and two hours by marathon runners, but Uncle Jiu walked for a full day.

Carrying a salute of about [-] kilograms, relying on only one pair of feet, eating and drinking all on the road, and carefully avoiding the patrolling police officers who come and go.

It took a whole day for Uncle Jiu to arrive at the dead city of Osaka, covered in dust and tired.

Looking around, everything in sight is weird, bloody and gloomy. Although the corpse has been restrained, the mottled bloodstains tell people the disaster that happened here all the time.

Osaka Castle was under martial law, and the self-defense forces patrolling back and forth, clutching amulets provided by various schools of magic, walked through the streets and alleys in groups.

They came not to subdue the ghosts, nor to rescue and evacuate the people.

On the contrary, their purpose is to prevent the residents of Osaka Castle from fleeing, and even more so to prevent the leakage of news in Osaka Castle.

They were holding serious guns in their hands, and looked alert. They were not only guarding against the elusive ghosts, but also guarding against the people who were on the verge of collapse.

For them, ghosts, like the people on the verge of collapse, are the root cause of cholera and exist that need to be eliminated.

Perhaps, compared to the rare ghosts, the hundreds of thousands of residents in Osaka City are much more dangerous!

Uncle Jiu hid in the shadows and watched all this quietly. He guessed whose masterpiece the scene in front of him was. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he didn't feel unhappy at all.

Although he hadn't personally experienced such a bloody scene at this time, he had actually seen it.

A tooth for a tooth, double repayment, war, isn't it always like this?

"Oh, let's start!"

Uncle Jiu took a long breath, regardless of his own fatigue, hid in a dark corner, and opened the bag in his arms.

There are a lot of things in the baggage, very miscellaneous, all kinds of incense and candles, instruments, pens, inks, paper swords, Taoist robes and whisks, all are available, but the most conspicuous of them is the huge brass gourd.

There is at least one-third of the space in the baggage, which is prepared for this gourd, and its importance is self-evident!

Arranged the gourd, lit three incense sticks, stuck them in the soil in front of the gourd, got up and adjusted his clothes and appearance, and respectfully bowed down to the ground.

"My junior disciple Maoshan Lin Fengjiu, respectfully tell the ancestors:

Disciples are incompetent, morally inferior;

Powerless to lift the spirits of the ancestors from the sea of ​​suffering, it is difficult to do relief work;

Only to comfort the heroic souls of China with the sinful karma of killing lives;

Disciple's morality is superficial, and it is difficult to help him;