Vico also killed Siba - destroying his body, shattering his three souls, and erasing his memory. Only the seven confused souls were left wandering the world like lonely ghosts.
In many years, if we are lucky, the seven souls who have no memory of Xiba may give birth to new spiritual consciousness and become a brand new ghost clan... But that has nothing to do with Wei Ke and the others.
After that, Fu Yang blasted the Gulfstream G650, the private plane Simba and the others had used to escape, to pieces with one spell. He then cleaned up the scene and let the Shikigami Daitengu and the Imperial Palace Guardians chase after him later.
We can't find any clues.
Only then did Shi Shiran leave Haneda Airport with the cultivators and casually went to a wasteland on the outskirts of Edo...
thump!
The Frenchman Liu Aihua knelt down directly and kowtowed to Fu Yang, Wei Ke and Mr. Xiong. He said loudly: "Senior, I have been so kind and kind. I, the junior, have nothing to repay. I can only serve you like a cow or a horse."
The other cultivators were a little confused. But thinking that Liu Aihua was well versed in Chinese culture and customs, they thought this might be the Chinese way of expressing gratitude?
So they all knelt down and kowtowed, trying to imitate Liu Aihua's tone of voice - although they have never learned Chinese, they can become relatively strong practitioners. Isn't it easy to learn the language of ordinary people? After listening to it once, they can parrot it.
Well……
Fu Yang had a strange expression and rubbed his nose speechlessly: "Liu Aihua, where did you learn these words?"
He raised his head and said, "To reply to my benefactor, I like to watch some martial arts movies from your country when I was little. Some of the knights who were new to the world were like this after being rescued by martial arts masters. I think this is a Chinese tradition, right?"
Hahaha!
Mr. Xiong held his belly and said, "You foreigner, you are quite interesting. Not bad, not bad. I like you."
Wei Ke thought for a while and said softly in Chinese: "Shayang, what are your plans for these people? Are you going to disband and let them go? Although we saved these people, it is considered a kindness. But we are not familiar with them, so important.
I don’t know if it’s reliable to just let go of this matter. How about..."
As soon as these words came out, others still couldn't understand, but Liu Aihua, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled all over, and a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face.
Listening to what this powerful woman with a stunningly beautiful appearance means, it seems that she wants to... be silenced?!
He immediately begged: "My Queen, please spare your life! We will never tell anyone, absolutely not. It is not easy for us to practice, especially me, there are seniors and juniors..."
This guy! He is indeed a "Chinese expert". Even begging for mercy is so Chinese-style.
Noisy!
Wei Ke raised his eyebrows and glared at him: "You are still a strong man at the level of Sanlu Zhenren. Are you stupid? If I really want to kill you all, why do you spend so much effort to save you? Those guardians
The Japanese cultivators in the Imperial Palace will naturally deal with you."
Liu Aihua was immediately frightened into silence and did not dare to speak. The other practitioners could not understand Chinese yet and could only wait in confusion.
Fu Yang laughed and took Wei Ke's hand: "My dear wife, what you said scared these little guys. Let me think about it... Why don't you and I cast some spells to temporarily
Control them. Then, send them to China to serve as temporary members of the Shushan Ghost Sect. Similar to mercenaries, right?"
Spell control?
Liu Aihua's heart skipped a beat. He complained in his heart: "Can it be said that this is just coming out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's mouth again? These two Chinese strongmen and the monsters who can speak human language are obviously much more powerful than the four South American Mayan natives.
.We people are really like ants."
Of course Fu Yang noticed his little thoughts.
Then he sneered and said: "I'm afraid you think too highly of yourselves? As I said before, if we are really evil cultivators, it would be the easiest way to just kill you all. Why bother?"
Uh...that's true, huh?
Liu Aihua was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little more relaxed.
Fu Yang continued: "I am considered a strong person in the cultivation world in China. I have my own power and sect. I have no intention of saving you this time. But I still have big things to do in Japan.
To do this, for the sake of safety, we need to control you first. After all, people are separated from each other."
"At the same time, for your safety, it is better for you to go to China and serve as temporary members of my sect. You can think of it as a mercenary or security guard in the cultivation world. Do odd jobs and help out. For a period of five years! Forget it.
This is to repay my life-saving kindness. After five years, the control will be lifted and you will be free."
After hearing this, Liu Aihua was completely relieved!
"Is this true?"
snort!
Fu Yang said coldly: "I can crush many of you weaklings with just one finger. Why bother lying to you?"
So, Liu Aihua began to kowtow again: "Thank you so much, my benefactor, thank you so much."
Fu Yang waved his hand and threw a business card: "That's it. You immediately buy a ticket and fly to a place in China called Rongcheng. Just call this phone number and tell me my instructions."
Liu Aihua quickly caught it, looked at it and murmured to himself: "Shushan Architectural Planning Co., Ltd...."
Fu Yang gave him, of course, the contact information of the corporate incarnation of Shushan Ghost Sect in the secular world, and asked Shushan Company to arrange for them to go to Shushan Ghost Sect. Or they could just stay in Rongcheng and work as a security guard for the company.
It's all little things.
As for applying control spells, Fu Yang and Wei Ke rarely do it, so just let Mr. Xiong, that damn fat cat, do it - anyway, he is so wretched and interested in such little evil things.
After finishing the matter, Liu Aihua waited for a group of relatively strong practitioners to secretly go to China. Fu Yang and Mr. Weike Xiong also left Haneda Airport and returned to the hotel in Edo Castle to stay and began to study the eight
The secret of the Chiqiong magatama imitation...
As for the Shikigami Daitengu and the guardians of the Imperial Palace, they finally followed the aura left by Simba and others and rushed to Haneda Airport. They only saw ruins and various clues that had been artificially erased. Nothing was found!
Hirata Gyumaru's nose was so angry that he couldn't do anything.
The residence of the majestic Japanese royal family was unexpectedly broken into by foreign cultivators at night, and even the castle tower ruins in the center of the imperial residence were completely destroyed - the eight-foot magatama was also stolen.
Those are the three artifacts that represent Japan!
Moreover, this kind of scandal cannot be widely publicized, otherwise it will not only attract the people of the country, but even the media and senior officials of other countries may ridicule them. They may even scold them for not even being able to defend the imperial palace.
I could only suffer the loss of being dumb, and then mobilized the power of the secular world and the cultivation world to search frantically in secret...
Hirata Ushimaru could already imagine what kind of terrible pressure he, the guardian of the Imperial Palace, would be under when dawn came.
"Baga!!!"
He looked up to the sky and screamed, extremely sad and angry.
Of course, Fu Yang didn't know the pain of this little devil commander. He was putting the high imitation of the eight-foot magatama on the table and studying it carefully with Wei Ke and Mr. Xiong.
But what is depressing is that the three of them studied for more than an hour and tried various methods. They still couldn't find it. How to use this imitation to find the authentic eight-foot magatama!