The field increases by 1 ghost per second. I am the ghost king in Tokyo.

Wada Yudai snorted coldly, not believing it completely, and then called a monk over.

"Aoyama, call Hojo and the others immediately"

"Yes."

I called, but no one answered.

"Elder... No one answered."

Hearing this, Wada Yudai's heart sank.

Could it be true?

"Qingshan, take a few people and go to the inner courtyard to look for him."

""Yes!"

The monk in white hurriedly nodded, pointed at a few people and left quickly.

Seeing the main character appear, the surrounding ghost masters became more and more restless.

Wada Yudai took a deep breath and turned to look at the fat monk lying on the ground:

"Xiao Liu, are what these young donors said true?"

"I……"

"Let me warn you in advance that I used telepathy when asking questions. If you dare to be false in the slightest, I will be able to tell it immediately!"

"……Yes. Elder Hetian, I made a big mistake because I was confused for a moment. Please have mercy on me and forgive me!"

"Bastard, forgive you? Then who will forgive the people who were killed by you and Hojo?"

Wada Yudai's face turned pale. He wanted to kill him with a palm.

Baiyun Temple has a good reputation for a hundred years and has always been prosperous.

I didn't expect that today it would all be ruined by these three idiots!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. His heart was filled with anger and he kicked them hard.

"Bang——"

Xiao Liu Yayan screamed, and his fat body hit the counter, cracking the wall before falling to the ground. He closed his eyes and fainted.

"Although the Buddha is merciful, this evildoer has already fallen into the Avici Hell and is no longer considered a Buddhist. Today, I will clean up the mess for the abbot and kill this demon on the spot!"

After saying this, Wada Yudai rolled up his sleeves and was about to kill Koyanagi Masahiko.

This guy has made a big mistake.

Not killing him will not be enough to appease the resentment of everyone present.

If he is killed, Baiyun Temple can still retain some face.

Ito Makoto immediately stopped him:

"Elder Wada, wait a minute, this little Liu Yayan is an important witness, and we will hand him over to the Special Affairs Bureau for interrogation when they arrive."

Wada Yudai stopped, turned around and said with a smile:

"This is the internal affairs of our Baiyun Temple, so outsiders should not interfere."

Ito Makoto laughed twice:

"What an internal affair! Although the Hojo brothers have been executed and the evidence of Koyanagi Masahiko's guilt is solid, Baiyun Temple must give us an explanation for this matter!

We are all poor and innocent students. Today, we have been framed by the monks in your temple. Does the elder think that he can easily get away with it by killing Koyanagi?"

The people around looked at the young man in the center of the field with surprise.

This kid is young, but he is very courageous.

Baiyun Temple is a Class C organization of ghost masters.

If you do things to the extreme, it will not end well in the future!

You are really brave!

Hearing Ito Makoto's question, Wada Yu's eyes turned and showed some incredibleness.

This kid... does he really think that their Baiyun Temple was done by Persimmon?

But in the final analysis, it was their own fault first. The short and fat elder suppressed his anger and stopped taking action:

"So what should I do, my little donor?"

Ito Makoto smiled:

"Apology, and... because of Brother Hojo, the more than 20 snow-scaled fish we caught were all fed to the monsters inside. It also caused me and several classmates next to me to fail to obtain suitable strange monsters.

You Baiyun Temple must compensate us for our losses!"

After the voice fell, not only Yuko but also the four people from Kiriyama High School next to her were surprised.

They thought that it would be good enough to make Baiyun Temple bow its head and admit its mistakes and apologize.

After all, this kind of power that guards a place has always attached great importance to face.

Unexpectedly, this person is even the vanguard of the struggle.

Wada Xiong pinched the rosary with his big hands, and said coldly with cold eyes:

"The young donor's iron bones are really admirable, but they are easily broken, so don't go too far."

Before Ito Makoto could speak, a bold and rough male voice came from the back of the crowd.

"After failing to kill someone, he pointed at the victim and demanded compensation. Who is more excessive? Elder Hetian"

"The Special Affairs Bureau is handling the case, all outsiders, please disperse immediately!"

The crowd that was surrounded by a circle dispersed immediately.

Several figures in suits and leather shoes came stepping forward with the sound of crisp and loud leather shoes.

The leader was tall, with a shiny bald head reflecting the light in the sun. His square face with a big beard was intimidating without anger, exuding an imposing aura.

There were several men and women behind him, all in their thirties or forties, with capable and solemn temperaments.

Someone among the onlookers immediately pointed out:

"He is Director Matsuki Tsunayoshi of the Asakusa District Special Affairs Bureau. It is said that he will break through to the fifth-level ghost master in the next few years."

"I heard that Director Songmu was born in Baiyun Temple before he joined the Special Affairs Bureau. Would he protect these monks?"

"You think too much. Director Songmu used to be a reformist in the temple. He returned to secular life and joined the Special Affairs Bureau after being ostracized. He was the one who dealt the most ruthlessly with these monks."

"Is this the legendary love that leads to severe criticism?"

"Speak softly, it will be bad if someone hears you."

……

Amid the discussion among the crowd, Matsuki Tsunayoshi took off his sunglasses and walked in front of Wada Masahiro.

"Long time no see, Elder Hetian!"

"Pine……"

The short and fat monk's face changed, and his hand holding the rosary suddenly froze.

Obviously, he didn't expect to run into an acquaintance.

Song Mu Gangliang pulled the corner of his mouth, and the big beard on his face grinned:

"You alone can't handle this matter. It's better to call out Longshan. I haven't caught up with him for a long time."

"you……"

"Okay, there's nothing for you to do here, hurry up and call them out!"

Matsugi Tsunari patted Wada Yudai's shoulder.

The surging force almost pushed the latter to the ground and sat up.

"Chiba, Matsukawa, go take notes for our wronged little heroes and find out what happened."

"Yes, Boss."

The man and woman who were called took action immediately.

They took out the folder and walked towards Ito Makoto and others.

"Excuse me, who is the reporter?"

Futaki Yuko raised her hand and responded, and then the female commissioner who came over took the initiative to talk about what happened.

Qishan Yuya and others were also questioned by another commissioner.

With the arrival of the Special Affairs Bureau, the situation became more confusing.

A group of ghost masters wanted to watch the fun, but were immediately dispersed by the monks under the command of Wada Yudai.

It was embarrassing enough.

Who knows what would happen if they continued to watch.

Futaki Yuko and the other six people had calm expressions and told the commissioner of the Special Affairs Bureau everything that happened. By the way, they handed over the thick account book and two white porcelain jars containing the bones.

Matsugi Tsunayoshi smiled when he saw this.

Well, the evidence is ready, which saves a lot of trouble.

"Matsukawa, follow the address given by the kids and go to Longshan Abyss to find the heads of the Hojo brothers. Move quickly so that they are not taken away by the demons."

"I understand."

The male specialist nodded, nodded slightly to the six people, and then walked towards the abyss.

Song Mu Tsunayoshi patted his chest:

"I am Matsuki Tsunayoshi from the Asakusa District Special Affairs Bureau. If your injuries are not serious, why don't you come with me to meet with Ryūzan, and we can discuss compensation together."The six people immediately thanked him and nodded in agreement.

Wada Yudai wanted to stop him, but was immediately forced back by Matsuki Tsunayoshi's eyes and had to retreat in disappointment.

Accompanied by a group of special affairs bureau specialists, the six people walked side by side into Baiyun Temple.