God obsession system

After some psychological struggle, Cao Daoyan finally failed to withstand the pressure of huge debts, and chose to perform a common basic swordsmanship in China on stage.

Although it's just basic swordsmanship, coupled with his good looks and flexible and elegant body skills, it gives people the feeling of a modest gentleman, as gentle as jade.

Under the extravagant and chaotic environment, it is like a lotus flower that emerges from the mud without being stained.

For many rich women who are used to seeing puppies and muscular men, the lethality of such a man with outstanding temperament is simply fatal to them.

After the song ended, the tickets and foreign wine were scattered on the stage. If the security guards didn't stop them, yesterday's customers would definitely rush into the stage, tear Cao Daoyan's clothes into rags, and take them back for collection.

Coming down from the stage, the young Taoist priest had a complicated expression when he saw the wildly rising performance in the background.

Even if there is only a [-]% commission, at this rate, four or five more performances on stage will pay off the debt of the boss.

Once the debt is paid off, he will stop.

Gu Yuncheng witnessed the whole process through surveillance, watching the cherry blossom coins flow into the account like water, his eyebrows raised in laughter.

A Cao Daoyan made him a lot of money last night, if there are more, wouldn't it take off?

The boy couldn't help thinking of the great monk Kongchan.

With the strong contrast between the great monk's powerful muscles and handsome face, I am afraid that his ability to attract money is stronger than that of Brother Cao.

Alas, sin sin.

It's enough to cheat one friend, but if you cheat the second one. . .That would be even better.

Sure enough, money corrupts people.

Just as Gu Yuncheng was thinking about how to trick the great monk over, his cell phone rang suddenly.

The caller ID is Yosuke Ito.

The boy picked up the phone.

"Mosimoxi?"

Since coming to Sakurajima, he has let himself go more and more.

"Mr. Nohara, it's me, Yosuke Ito."

"Yeah, I know, what's the matter with Mr. Ito?"

"It's a big job."

The man on the other end of the phone lowered his voice.

"There's a guy named Takuma Sato who has been doing business with me for a while.

Just last night, his five-year-old son disappeared at home inexplicably, and the perpetrators left no trace.

Sato suspects that the superhuman was responsible for this matter, and is now looking for help everywhere.

In addition, before this, I heard a gossip.

It is said that the frequent disappearance of children in the Edo area recently may be related to the youkai of Oeyama. If Mr. Nohara is interested, he can use this entrustment to investigate. "

"Huh? Dajiangshan?"

Gu Yuncheng's eyes lit up.

He has heard a lot about the legend of Dajiang Mountain, but he doesn't know which version will appear in the Sakura Country.

It would be great if we could investigate some clues related to Xu City starting from Dajiangshan.

After thinking about it, the boy agreed.

"Please tell that Mr. Sato, I will go and have a look at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Ok."

. . .

Great rivers and mountains.

The originally quiet mountain where ghosts gather is now bustling, with red or indigo sky evil spirits running around busily.

The white-haired Ibaraki Doji was sitting on a large bluestone, drinking alcohol in distress.

The crying of nearly a hundred children gave him a headache.

"Damn it, those bastards from the Sakura Kingdom actually sent a hundred children!"

Ibaraki threw the jug to the ground angrily.

"My uncle is about to be quarreled to death by them!"

"I don't know who, in order to establish the inviolable image of Dajiangshan monsters, declared to the outside world that they would eat ten children every day?

This kind of fool deserves to have a headache. "

A cold female voice sounded leisurely from the maple forest nearby, with a hint of schadenfreude in her tone.

Ibaraki Doji jumped off the boulder when he heard the veins on his forehead twitch.

"Ah, ah, my uncle can't take it anymore.

I heard that human cubs only cry when they are hungry, Hongye, give them some milk! "

"Ibaraki, do you want to die?"

The female voice in the woods suddenly became ashamed and angry.

"Sister Hongye, what does breastfeeding mean?"

Another weak, gentle female voice suddenly sounded.

"Shh, ignore that bastard, girls can't say such shameful things, you know."

"Oh, Xue Nu knows."