Until the next morning, Tsurumi Aoi didn't understand what she saw in her dream last night.
But she felt that it was definitely not just a dream.
After dawn, Tsurumi Aoi packed up and left the house.
At the elevator entrance of the apartment, she met the grandfather next door who was holding his pet dog in his arms.
"Little girl, you got up so early." The old man said to Tsurumi cheerfully.
"Good morning." The latter responded politely.
Familiar neighbors said hello normally.
After getting off the elevator and watching his neighbor's grandfather taking his pet dog for a walk, Tsurumi was almost sure that the "thing" that followed him from Otemachi platform yesterday must have disappeared.
"Is it because of Lord Mahakala's blessing? Or..."
Or is it because of those figures I saw in my dream last night?
Tsurumi Aoi doesn't know.
After leaving the apartment, she originally planned to take the train to go to school in Edogawa District.
But before arriving at the station, I received a call from my father.
The father on the other end of the phone sounded a little anxious: "Xiaokui, did you save a girl who committed suicide at the Otemachi platform yesterday?"
"Um."
Tsurumi Aoi was not surprised that her father could learn this news.
After all, after she knocked down a passerby's cell phone, the business card she left behind belonged to her family's Yoshikoji Temple.
"Then did you feel anything was wrong?"
But it sounds like my father did not make this call because of a claim on his mobile phone.
"It seemed to be there last night, but when I woke up this morning everything was normal."
"You have to come back to the temple, now."
After the father and daughter ended the phone call, Tsurumi Aoi changed the destination of the trip, asked for leave from the school, and went directly to Ibaraki Prefecture.
Ibaraki Prefecture.
Yoshikoji Temple, run by the Tsurumi family, is located in a secluded area near Kaiwei.
Tsurumi Aoi took a taxi directly from the train station and returned home.
Her father was talking to two strangers in the reception room, a man and a woman, about thirty years old, both wearing suits and ties.
Tuk Tuk.
Tsurumi Aoi gently knocked on the open door of the living room.
"Xiao Kui, you are back. These two are Mr. Momose and Ms. Yamano from the countermeasures room."
Tsurumi Aoi's father should now be called Tsurumi Chishin.
After all, Iri inherited the temple from the Tsurumi family, so naturally he had to change it to the woman's surname.
"Gui'an."
After Tsurumi Aoi bowed seriously, she knelt down and sat down beside her father.
"Mr. Momose, what's on Aoi's body...?" Chishin Tsurumi asked the man in a suit.
This Mr. Momose is an expert in the field of curses in the countermeasures room.
He first looked at Tsurumi Aoi carefully, and then lit a stick of incense directly in the reception room.
A few minutes passed and Mr. Momose nodded: "There are indeed traces of the eight-point curse on Ling Qianjin's body, but it is no longer a problem."
this is normal.
In fact, since last night, all the victims of the eight-point curse have been freed from the influence of the curse at the same time.
Among them was Tsuboda Harumi who was rescued by Aoi Tsurumi from the Otemachi platform.
The same goes for Tsurumi Aoi.
And because she is the daughter of Yoshikoji Temple after all, when the countermeasures room knew that Tsurumi Aoi was probably affected by the eight-point curse, they naturally had to send someone to care for her as a token.
That's why Momose and Yamano, who represent the countermeasures room, came to visit Yoshikoji Temple instead of going directly to Tsurumi Aoi himself.
In addition, although all the victims of the eight-point curse have now returned to normal, the subsequent impact of the curse on their psychology and interpersonal relationships may still exist for a long time.
However, Tsurumi Aoi's spell was only for a short period of time, only one night, and the "sequelae" in this regard were almost zero.
"That's good." Chishin Tsurumi breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you Mr. Momose and Ms. Yamano for your hard work."
"Actually, there is no need to thank us, we are just running errands. It was the ghost disciple who solved this curse incident."
Momose said this.
No one in the countermeasures room dared to take credit for the work of Onishen's disciple Kamiyagawa.
"Ah, are you talking about that Kamiyagawa? It's true that a hero emerges from a young age." Chishin Tsurumi showed an expression of sudden realization, "I heard that he is not yet twenty years old this year."
Afterwards, the conversation in the reception room turned to praise for the ghost and god disciple.
This kind of thing is also common in the spiritual master industry.
"Disciple of Ghost and God, Kamiya River?"
Tsurumi Aoi sat next to her father and listened quietly to the adults' conversation.
She is not considered a spirit-killing master because her affinity for magic is too low to learn the family's spirit-killing techniques. It is hard to say whether she will be able to inherit the family's legacy in the future.
Therefore, except for things in the spiritual industry, Tsurumi Aoi knows relatively little because she has never been involved, but it seems that she has vaguely heard of the name "Disciple of Ghosts and Gods".
It is said that he is a talented young spiritual master who suddenly appeared in Tokyo in recent years and studied under ghosts and gods.
He has participated in handling many major events in the spirit removal industry, and his strength is obvious to all in the industry.
Mr. Momose: "Speaking of which, that Kishin disciple is also proficient in the art of tachi-sen style. He is from the same school as Mr. Tsurumi."
Tsurumi Chinobu: "To be honest, I am too unfamiliar with the practice of Jixian-ryu. Even when I was young, I could not touch the threshold of silk-making skills. It is really impossible to say that I am a fellow disciple of Kishin.
It makes me so ashamed.”
The atmosphere in the reception room was a little cold.
The adults continued to chat for a while, and Momose and Yamano had achieved the purpose of their trip, so they said goodbye and left.
The father and daughter of the Tsurumi family sent them to the gate of the temple.
After the guests left, Tsurumi Chishin's original smiling expression changed somewhat and became a little lonely.
As mentioned in the casual chat just now, the Kuromiya family, where Tsurumi Chinobu came from, can actually be regarded as a ghost-killing family passed down from generation to generation.
The self-evident swordsmanship passed down by the Kuromiya family. After practicing it to the point where you can master the "Silk Strike", you will be able to reach the extraordinary level of swordsmanship.
A swordsman who can use Silk Strike, coupled with a pretty good exorcism weapon, has a certain possibility of being able to defeat the monsters in the face of them.
However, unlike the Tsurumi family, whose ancestors were rich, the Kuromiya family has always been third-rate.
There have never been any famous spiritual exterminators.
After all, it is too difficult to train one's own fighting skills and then fight hand-to-hand with monsters with weird abilities using only their physical bodies.
Moreover, the realm of "silk beating" is not so easy to cross.
Take Tsurumi Chishin as an example. In fact, he has some talent in kendo. If he hadn't married into Tsurumi's family when he was young, changed his profession and became a mage, and kept practicing kendo, he might not have the opportunity to realize it until his current age.
It's the skill of silk beating.
The cost-effectiveness of this kind of investment and return is simply too low.
How can I put it, the Master may really be nobler than the warrior.
Tsurumi Chinobu also learned some blessing magic techniques after joining his wife Tsurumi's house, but because he became a monk halfway, he only learned a superficial knowledge.
But now that his wife has passed away, it is already very difficult for him to support the operation of Yoshikoji alone.
He felt very sorry for his deceased wife.
After him, his wife's family's property may completely decline.
To be continued...