Sato Hayato was still full of trust in Fang Ma, so he didn't ask any more questions and was taken to a famous flower street on the fourth floor of Tokyo.

The morning on Hua Street is not as prosperous as at night. The ground is full of garbage, and several sanitation workers are cleaning it.

There were still some hangover men lying on the side of the road, opening their collars to welcome the slightly cold morning breeze.

Fang Cheng parked his car in front of an inconspicuous izakaya.

Hayato Sato has also visited this flower street with his classmates several times, but I have never seen this izakaya that doesn’t even have a name.

Fang Cheng originally wanted to keep Hayato Sato outside, but when he thought that this guy was no longer an ordinary person, it would be nice to see the world.

He locked the car, then walked up to push the door open, and Hayato Sato hurriedly followed.

The layout inside the izakaya is still the same as the last time I came.

"I'm sorry, we're not open in the morning."

A small head poked out from behind the counter. It was the cat-eared girl who received Fang Cheng last time, but this time there was no cat-ear on her head.

As soon as she saw Fang Cheng, the commercial smile on her face disappeared immediately, and she curled her lips and said, "Why is it you?"

Sato Hayato was stunned. He had never seen such a delicate and beautiful girl before, just like a character who came out of the second dimension.

The girl noticed Sato Hayato's dull look and stretched out her hand at him with a smile: "This guest, look at it for 500 yuan a minute."

Sato Hayato came to his senses, reached out to touch his pocket, and said embarrassedly: "I didn't bring any money."

Fang Cheng directly interrupted the girl's teasing of the innocent boy: "Is your boss's wife here? I'll ask her to do business."

"We're not here, we won't open in the morning."

The girl put on a professional smirk: "You are a bad guest specially ordered by the boss lady. Even if you are there, you can't let you in. Please go back."

Fang Cheng took out a pack of catnip from his backpack and patted it on the counter: "Is the boss lady here?"

The girl's eyes fell on the catnip, her pupils dilated slightly, and a pair of cat ears appeared on her head.

"this……"

Hayato Sato was startled by the cat ear.

The girl was not interested in teasing him this time, staring at Catnip and licking her lips: "The boss lady is not here."

Fang Cheng took out another pack and slapped it on the stage.

"The boss lady seems to be there, but she doesn't welcome you."

Bang! The third pack.

"If I let you in, she will scold me."

Smack, fourth pack, fifth pack, sixth pack...

Looking at the pile of catnip on the counter, the girl smiled sincerely, bowed and sat down with a gesture of invitation: "The boss lady is inside, the last time, the guest is invited to enter."

Fang Cheng nodded and walked into the izakaya. The dazed Hayato Sato came to his senses and then hurriedly followed.

He looked back and saw the girl holding all the catnip in her arms with a flushed face. A snow-white cat tail was shaking happily behind her.

Is this the domestic cat that student Fang said he wanted to seduce?

He was surprised. This was clearly a cat girl!!

Fang Cheng took Hayato Sato into the courtyard he came to last time, bypassed the steaming hot springs, followed the cobblestone path, and came to the hut.

As soon as he approached, the boss's wife Yueguang Xingxi's voice rang out.

"Customer, it's not a good intention to feed my cat's cat's pussy early in the morning."

The boss's voice was as always, even if he was complaining, it was still graceful and charming, as if he was murmuring softly in his ear.

When Sato Hayato heard this voice, half of his body immediately became soft. He was obviously immersed in the grief of his parents' death and his sister's disappearance, but his body was completely out of control.

This is a magical voice, but Fang Cheng was not affected much, perhaps because he was more tolerant.

He apologized sincerely: "Boss, I was wrong last time. I am willing to cut off my waist and apologize to you. This time I came with sincerity and will never bargain."

In the cottage, the moonlight Xingxi, wearing only a thin pajamas, was half lying on the tatami, and no one appreciated the beautiful scenery.

Hearing Fang Cheng's words, a speechless look appeared on his picturesque face.

"Forget it, leave the guest's waist to make fried waist flowers for yourself. The visitor is the guest. What news do you want to buy this time?"

"Boss, how much do you know about the Pure Land Buddhism?"

There are three main questions Fang Cheng wants to ask, but before asking, you must first confirm the level of Yueguang Xingxi’s understanding of the Pure Land Buddhism.

Yueguang Xingxi chuckled and said, "Ala, please rest assured. Even the previous leader of the Jile Sect who has disappeared, I know the whereabouts."

"What color is the underwear of this boy beside me?"

"White, with a baby elephant painted in front of it."

Sato Hayato's face was flushed and covered his vitals.

Fang Cheng was completely relieved of the boss's ability and asked directly: "I have two friends who were arrested by people from the Jile Cult. They should be sacrificed to the gods of the Jile Cult. I must know their whereabouts immediately."

In the hut, Yueguang Xingxi's confident smile suddenly froze.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the awesome was blown out, he was slapped in the face.

She covered up her embarrassment with a chuckling: "Haha, the guest has a problem for me."

Fang Cheng said in surprise: "You don't know this?"

"I am not an omniscient and omnipotent God."

For the sake of goodwill, Moonlight Xingqi had to explain: "I know all the strongholds of the Jile Church inside and outside Tokyo, but I don't know which one they will send your friend, so it's impossible to find it out immediately."

"How long does it take?"

“It takes at least one day.”

Today is the day when the God of the Pure Land Buddhism descends. Wait for one day? I might as well vote directly for fifteen.

As if he noticed Fang Cheng's dissatisfaction, Yueguang Xingxi added: "If you can narrow the scope, the time for investigation will be greatly reduced."

Fang Cheng immediately told Moonlight Xingxi the car carrying Grandma Matsuda and Mother Asaka, who finally disappeared into the blind spot of the surveillance.

"In that direction, it can lead to at least seven strongholds in the suburbs of the Pure Land Buddhism, among which five strongholds can hold the ritual of divine descending, which can be found within two hours."

Fang Cheng couldn't help but frown. Two hours were still too long. Who knew how long the ritual of the Pure Land Buddhism would last. Maybe it would be done in order to save effort.

But Fang Cheng couldn't force it to this point, otherwise the business would be gone, and he would not want to be a inferior customer again.

Nangong Shaye is mobilizing manpower and relationships to find the whereabouts of the car, and can only hope that she will have results within two hours.

Fang Cheng had to ask another question: "How to destroy the ritual of the divine descending of the Pure Land Buddhism?"

This belongs to the knowledge category and does not require investigation. Moonlight Xingxi said: "There is a holy grail in the Pure Land that they believe in. At the beginning of the ceremony, a large number of lives and souls will be used as keys to open the door, and then send ten saints into it. You only need to close the door or destroy the Holy grail."

Destroy the Holy Grail?

What a guy, Damao Wang called him an expert.

Fang Cheng wrote down the method and asked the last question: "How did the Pure Land Buddhism choose saints? I know they use girls with dual personality as holy seeds, but where do so many people with dual personality come from in the world?"

This question was caused by Fang Cheng after reading the message Akatsuki Minghui left him.

Judging from the message, Asaka Akie has already "voluntarily" to sacrifice herself to resurrect her father and younger brother.

If this hidden danger is not solved, even if she is rescued, the person will be ruined and you will have to live in guilt for the rest of your life.

After reading the message, Fang Cheng became deeply suspicious of the experience of Asaka Minghui's family, and there were too many artificial traces.

So he suspected that the Pure Land Buddhism was using some method to mass-create the holy seeds of dual personality, and Mai Sato might be an accident.
Chapter completed!