Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"I've made it very clear..."

Fujiwara Shizuka slowly sat back on the chair, looked at the crowd, and said casually:

"...I no longer hold the position of Jiuju's first-class leader. Whoever you like to be, from now on, your actions have nothing to do with me, and I don't intend to interfere with your plans!

I don't care about the power that belongs to you, but if you dare to interfere with the power that belongs to me, I will fight you hard! "

In the end, Shizuka Fujiwara showed all her sternness, staring at everyone with a domineering demeanor.

Although Fujiwara Shizuka is very powerful, who is afraid of who is present?

Everyone said, 'How can you be so irresponsible! ' looked at her with an expression, and said accusingly:

"My lord, your achievements today are not due to Jiuju's first-class existence. It's too much for you to be willing to share happiness and not share suffering!"

Shizuka Fujiwara almost couldn't laugh out loud when she heard such shameless words. She looked up at everyone and said loudly:

"Whatever you say, for the sake of my colleagues, I can let Chiyoko accompany you if I die, if you are still not satisfied, then do whatever you want!

Anyway, I'll be nailed to death here and not going anywhere, as for you...you can figure it out! "

Hearing Shizuka Fujiwara's words, Chiyoko suddenly raised her head and took a deep look at her, but Shizuka Fujiwara ignored her, and just looked at the group of shameless people in front of her with a stingy expression on her face.

"Okay! Since you are willing to send us your right-hand man, then we must assure you that we will send her back safely!

You just sit here peacefully and wait for the news of our victory! "

Listening to the words of the person named Iwasaki, Chiyoko remained silent after all, and said nothing. As for Fujiwara Shizuka, she laughed even more, and didn't say whether she believed it or not.

Return triumphantly?

Let's talk about surviving in the hands of the traitor Chiyoko!

Is it really easy to bully my old lady?

"Then... I wish you all good luck... Hahahaha..."

Chapter 394: The End of the War Will Begin

Looking at Chiyoko Fujiwara with a solemn face, leading a group of shameless people with high ambitions to crusade against Wang Guanlan, Shizuka Fujiwara felt very happy.

She hated Wang Guanlan and this group of shameless people, but what she hated even more was Chiyoko, a traitor.

She had already guessed that the woman who had been standing by her side was definitely Wang Guanlan's eyeliner.

Wang Guanlan was able to learn so many secret information about Jiuju first-class, and he definitely had something to do with this traitor!

Thinking that the competent junior whom she painstakingly promoted and cultivated turned out to be the eyeliner of the enemy, this made the proud her feel very humiliated and embarrassed.

Money, rights, men, desires, whatever Chiyoko wants, she has never refused, even the Fujiwara family's intention to marry Chiyoko, she has come forward to block it back.

Such dedication, in exchange for a wolf-hearted betrayal?

Could it be that this Chiyoko still wants to take her place?

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they take root very quickly.

At this time, Fujiwara Shizuka even had reason to believe that her most beloved great-grandson was also framed by this traitor by unknown means in order to get rid of Fujiwara Morishita so as not to lose her trust and favor.

The more Shizuka Fujiwara thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she got angry, the more she thought about it. In the end, Chiyoko Fujiwara naturally became the person she hated the most!

Shizuka Fujiwara is not a broad-minded person. When encountering such a thing as betrayal, she naturally doesn't want to make the traitor feel better.

Let Chiyoko lead them to attack Wang Guanlan, no matter what the result is, she is happy to see it.

Whether Wang Guanlan was betrayed by Chiyoko again and was beaten to death, or Wang Guanlan rebelled in anger and desperately killed Chiyoko, a double agent.

Or maybe Wang Guanlan was more skilled and slaughtered all the people who went to crusade. No matter what the result was, it would only be good for her, and there would be no harm.

She wants to see what will happen to that traitor when he loses his use value, and see if Wang Guanlan, who has great powers, can survive this calamity.

"President, it's ready!"

The subordinate's whisper awakened Fujiwara Shizuka who was in deep thought. She raised her head, looked at this handsome little white face, and said gently:

"Is everything packed?"

"Hi! All supplies have been boxed!"

"Those two corpses...are they loaded too?"

The little white face nodded quickly when he heard the words, and replied softly:

"Hi! President, the two corpses you ordered were secretly transported out of Jiuju Shrine yesterday and sent here. Now they have been sealed off and are ready to go at any time!"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Shizuka raised her eyebrows lightly, nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile:

"Haha, good! Now tell our people to evacuate secretly, don't leak any news, as for here..."

Fujiwara Shizuka looked up and looked around, and said softly:

"Burn it!"

"Hi!"

"Okay, you guys also go down and prepare, and leave on time in 5 minutes, let them move faster!"

"Hi!"

Saying that, the little boy backed away respectfully, Shizuka Fujiwara was very satisfied with this posture.

Although this little boy's ability is not as strong as Chiyoko's, his attitude is far more satisfying to her than Chiyoko's. At least he will not be like Chiyoko, who is ignorant and greedy.

Seeing the little boy leave respectfully, Fujiwara Shizuka showed a proud smile again.

That's right!

From the very beginning, she never planned to stay in this ghostly place of Kyoto!

As the oldest person with Jiuju's first-class qualifications, she knows better than anyone else the difficulty of the Huaxia magic world, plus at this time there is a troublesome ghost like Kayako, of course she will not stay in the capital and wait for nothing. died!

Those righteous and awe-inspiring words before were just a play, in order to fool those shameless people, making them think that they are not afraid of wearing shoes when they are barefoot.

Desperately?

How can it be!

She hasn't lived enough yet!

As for Wang Guanlan... so what if he avoided him?

What counts as face?

As long as she can live to the end, the right to speak is not in her hands, she can say whatever she wants, and those who are qualified to refute will be buried in the grave!

Those juniors who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth only know how to fight for profit, how can they understand the principle of being wise and protecting themselves?

Interests... Only the living are qualified to talk about interests. The interests of the dead are nothing more than picking a better coffin, burning a few more paper money, and choosing a cemetery with good geomantic omen!

rest assured!

For the sake of her colleagues, Shizuka Fujiwara will definitely prepare a grand funeral for them to comfort their spirits in heaven!

As for Jiuju's first-class leader position...it can't be handed over to the dead!

She's just going to have to keep going...

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Fujiwara Shizuka smiled coquettishly, got up and climbed onto the large table. The next period of time was when resources were scarce, and one had to be economical in life.

Using all fours, buttocks pouted, climbed to the center of the table, carefully took off the chrysanthemum, put it into the sleeve, rolled sideways, rolled to the edge of the table, jumped lightly, and jumped to the ground.

"Haha, let's go!"

Fujiwara Shizuka swaggered away, and in just a moment, this huge conference room was ignited with raging flames.

People go... the building is empty!

......

In the Ksitigarbha Temple, Wang Xuebin sat upright on the main hall, leaning on a rifle in one hand and playing with a thermos cup in the other, looking at the raging flames around him, frowning in thought.

The whole monastery has been emptied by him, leaving no one alive, not because he didn't want to keep a tongue or something, but because these people failed to resist Kayako's control, and they all fell.

No way, Kayako couldn't resist the attack of resentment, lost his last sanity, and became a crazy monster.

The so-called whitewashing is three times weaker, and blackening is three times stronger. Unsurprisingly, Gayako's power has become much sharper in an instant. Ghost, driven by it.

Naturally, the crazy Kayako would not deal with Wang Xuebin again, leaving only a group of ghosts behind, and went to a crowded place to have a carnival.

As for the ghosts controlled by Kayako, they soon became real ghosts and went to a carnival with Kayako, leaving only a pile of corpses.

"...Don't you know?"

"I have always followed your instructions to give orders, and now I have made a mistake, so you can't blame me!"

"I'm not blaming you, I'm just wondering where my parents' bodies were taken?"

That's right, Wang Xuebin searched the entire monastery, but found nothing after all, not to mention the body of the second elder, not even a single hair of the second elder. a feeling of.

He spent so much effort in order to get back the body of the second elder, not because he really had any feelings for Wang Laodou, but just because he felt a little owed to him.

Even though he knew that the death of the second elder had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't do it if he wanted to completely disregard the second elder's body with confidence!

Now, the plan is set well. Although there are some twists and turns in the process, there are no major problems. Only this result is so different from the previous plan, which inevitably makes him a little uncomfortable.

"I don't know where your parents' bodies were taken, but I know that if you don't prepare, you will go to accompany your parents!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin was startled suddenly, raised his head, and saw four huge banners suddenly raised around the temple, about [-] meters high, surrounding the temple into an airtight siege.

"You! It's Wang Guanlan who is running around and making trouble!"

A group of powerful old men and women walked into the temple slowly, looked at Wang Xuebin on the roof, and asked loudly.

Glancing at the crowd, seeing that the first-class leader of Jiuju was not among them, he raised his brows and finally guessed where the problem was. He relaxed, smiled playfully, and replied softly:

"That's right! I am Wang Guanlan!

how?

A group of you old men and old ladies are not at home having fun with your grandchildren. Are you coming here to touch porcelain? "

"idiot!"

The battle is imminent!

Chapter 395 The Final War Warm Up

The towering flag altar firmly surrounded the monastery, and the flames that were burning gradually died out for unknown reasons.

Wang Xuebin stood up and looked around the four flags, only to see the black flag body with a huge quadruple chrysanthemum pattern in the center, shining bursts of mysterious light.

On the four top corners of the flag altar stand banners that seem to be covered with flowing asphalt. There are black lines on the banners. Ordinary people will feel dizzy, nauseated and lose their minds just by looking at them.

Wang Xuebin is not an ordinary person, but when he sees this flag, he will also feel irritable and angry. This is not some magic trick or illusion, but as a human being, he instinctively resists such harmful things.

Just because of the name of this banner, it is called Wanhun Banner!

That's right, it's the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, which is serious and worthy of the name!

Ten thousand fierce ghosts were sealed inside a specially prepared banner, and after special worship rituals, they could burst out with unmatched power.

Especially in terms of human luck, the power is even more outstanding!

Wanhun Banner doesn't mean that you can simply kill 1 people and get it.

A thousand people who were killed in vain, ten resentful souls will come out after dying, and ten resentful souls will become ghosts after being slaughtered and absorbing evil spirits!

If you want to collect [-] ghosts, you need at least a million casualties to do it!

One side of the banner of ten thousand souls represents the death of millions of people. Now there are four sides in this altar. Wang Xuebin's eyes are a little red when he looks at it!

What this means, he knows very well!

"You!! Damn it!!"

Wang Xuebin was angry, very, very angry, he was not an angry person, this was the first time he was so angry since he was born!

He punched the ground, and the concrete ground seemed to turn into mud. The originally magnificent Buddhist building suddenly turned into a ball of mud, pressing towards those people.

As a person in the magic world, there are completely two concepts whether there is an altar or not.

Jiuju's first-class magic altar is different from the Chinese magic world. The towering four banners are the mandala for them to cast spells.

Not to be outdone, several old men and old ladies reached out and took out chrysanthemums of various colors from various places, and threw them towards the surrounding ground.

In just an instant, the chrysanthemums that fell on the ground were connected by mysterious light, forming a large colorful net, which caught the ground activated by Wang Xuebin.