"Mr. Fujiwara, according to the "Broadcasting Law", every resident who can watch TV stations is obliged to pay."

"Mr. Fujiwara, everyone has paid the fee. If you don't pay it, it will be unfair to those who have already paid."

"Mr. Fujiwara..."

Inside the house, mobile phones, TVs, doorbells, tablets, computers...even the screen of SWITCH turned into the pale face of the man behind the door, constantly telling Fujiwara Takumi "a thousand reasons to pay the bill" .

"Shut up, I'll throw away the TV, computer, mobile phone, tablet, all right..."

Fujiwara Takukai, who was almost driven mad by the countless sights and whispers in his ears, roared loudly.

"Mr. Fujiwara, as long as you have used the above equipment to watch TV at home, you are obliged to conclude a contract with you according to regulations."

"Quickly think of a solution... There is no solution at all..."

Being stared at by the man through several screens, a powerful resentment slowly eroded Fujiwara Takumi's consciousness...

"As long as you open the door and invite the toll collector to come in and sign an agreement for more than 1,000 yen per month, you can shut up and leave..."

Under the extreme fear, such thoughts kept popping up in my mind.

Just when Fujiwara Takumi was dazed, he was about to step forward to open the door.

"Takuhai, are you up yet? I brought you breakfast from the convenience store."

With the sound of the elevator door opening, a man's flattering words sounded outside the door.

"Eh? Who are you?"

The man outside the door seemed to see the "toll collector" blocking the door, and asked with some doubts.

"Hello Mr. Araki, I am a staff member of the TV station. Since you did not sign a contract with you, I happened to meet you here. Please pay for the use of the TV station."

"The TV station, why do you know my name, am I already on the blacklist..."

In the face of the toll collector's question, the man outside the door seemed surprisingly calm and skilled.

"Then, please tell me your company's name first and show your identification..."

"this……"

The toll collector didn't seem to expect that the other party would ask such a question, so he didn't speak for a while.

"Oops, it's that idiot Sousuke... If I provoke this resentful spirit..."

Fujiwara Takumi hesitated for a moment, then opened the door decisively, blowing up a splendid chrysanthemum pattern spiritual power.

After all, no matter how low your cultivation base is, you can't just watch your only friend in front of you...

"Crack".

Outside the door, Sousuke Araki was frowning, staring with a terrifying expression on his face, holding the toll collector's shoulders.

And the toll collector in his arms, the resentment all over his body has long since disappeared, and he is listening respectfully with his hands folded with a holy light.

"Look, I'm very willing to sign a contract with me. But, isn't it weird that you come to pay the bills without proof of identity? Please go back today, I will personally go to the TV station to sign the contract..."

Having said that, Araki Sosuke pushed the other party who seemed to want to say something into the elevator.

"Oh, Tuohai, it's really unlucky to meet the toll collectors blocking the door early in the morning, right? Don't worry, brother, I have been entangled with them for four or five years, and have rich experience in fighting... Those guys are all outsourcing companies, Even if I give proof of work, I will refuse it on the grounds of \'the company name has no words\'..."

Turning his head, Araki Sousuke said with a smile when he saw Fujiwara Takumi, who pushed the door and rushed out, keeping his spellcasting posture stiff in place.

"You...you guy...how..."

The scene just now was deeply imprinted in Fujiwara Takukai's chaotic mind.

Although he has never seen it before, the phenomenon on the resentful spirit is very similar to the legendary "Buddha".

How could such an intractable resentful spirit be intimidated to become a Buddha in a blink of an eye?

"Why am I here, right? It's a coincidence, I just delivered the order before the end of work, and I bought you breakfast specially. There are fried chicken, croquette and yogurt, all of which are fresh and expired... eat By the way, change the game card and go back to sleep..."

As Araki Sousuke said, he pushed Fujiwara Takumi, who was in a daze, into the room.

...

"You guy, do you really not know what you just did?"

At the dining table, looking at Sousuke Araki, who was eating a croquette, Takumi Fujiwara asked tentatively.

He didn't have time to complain about the fact that this guy came to change the game cartridge on purpose.

"Oh, it's just to help you get the toll collector, don't worry about it, you just can't be too polite to these guys..."

"No... I mean, this... can you see it?"

After carefully considering the lines, Fujiwara Takukai tried to condense the golden chrysanthemum spiritual power in the palm of his hand and stretched it out in front of the other party.

"Why? Take what you want to eat, young master."

Sousuke Araki chewed the crispy croquette, and curiously put a piece of fried chicken in the other's open palm.

"Can't you really see it? Then, have you heard of resentment, Buddhahood, etc.?"

"Wraith? Early in the morning, you don't need to tell ghost stories. Brother is an atheist."

Seeing that his friend's expression didn't look like a fake, Fujiwara Takumi held his chin and thought hard.

"Atheist? I see, you really don't know what happened just now, right..."

Seemingly grasping the key, Fujiwara Takumi muttered to himself as he looked at Sousuke Araki who had eaten the croquette and fried chicken.

After having known each other for a period of time, he can be considered to understand Araki Sousuke's character and situation.

I have never noticed any spiritual power in the other party.

If the other party really knows that he has the ability to remove the spirit, he doesn't have to come to eat, game consoles and cassettes, and also do the hard work of delivering food.

No spiritual power, invisible spiritual power, but still able to see resentful spirits and remove spirits...

The only answer is the power of blood.

Could this guy have some kind of half-demon bloodline and accidentally awakened some kind of spirit removal ability, but he didn't open his inspiration?

"Ha ... hahaha ... 汝 之 糖 糖, 砒. This is, you can fight those old antique habits ..."

Turning his face, looking at the rising sun outside the window, he had a blush on his face and a morbid smile.

Seems to be thinking, the most interesting thing in life.

...

The sun was greeted by the morning glow, revealing a bright red face.

In an instant, thousands of golden rays of light penetrated the treetops, dyeing the small apartment with a layer of carmine.

Inside the apartment, Hongfa sat on the toilet and closed his eyes and crossed his knees, reciting scriptures.

At his feet, the box of mineral water brought by the convenience store has been emptied.

More than a dozen figures made of stumps, kneeling reverently in front of him, reciting Buddhist scriptures in sync with him, and the resentment on their bodies was continuously dissipated in the rising sun.

The detective in the car yawned and reported to the headquarters: "Join the five groups, the extermination is over... What, the other groups have already closed their teams and went home to sleep?"

"Very well, in this joint operation, the Spirit Eliminators Association sent quite powerful spirit scavengers..."

In the ninth lesson command room, Mochizuki Ayano and Iwata Takeshi were looking at the reports and video materials that the information team had stayed up late to review.

Several senior spirit removers are experienced and skilled, and they are far from being comparable to the detectives of Lesson 9.

Among them, the most surprising ones are the shrine maiden of Akagi Shrine and the Abe temple of the Abe family.

These two actually showed the ability to independently expel the level [II] and gather resentful spirits.

And although Master Hongfa's method of removing spirits is too robust and takes a little longer, it is also quite reliable.

As for Tokimoto-sensei's close disciple Yamada Kengo, apart from showing an indescribable attraction to resentful spirits, and beheading a resentful spirit that was not very capable of frontal combat in a few minutes, he spent most of his time in the sewers Lost, temporarily unable to see the depth.

The picture on the screen replayed the moment when Xiaoniao Yuzhengong shot the amazing arrow.

It was taken by the action recorder on the chest of the fallen detective. Although the light is dark, the angle is skewed, and the spiritual power and resentment cannot be photographed, you can still feel the powerful aura of the bird Yuzhengong in the dark. field.

"It's a pity that the picture of Abe Temple fighting the resentful spirit has not been captured... But according to what he said later, after the resentful spirit was slashed by him and escaped, he was killed by a man riding a motorcycle and wearing a ghost-faced helmet. The expert shot to destroy..."

Takeshi Iwata sighed aside.

Because of the secrets of the practice of the Abe family, Abe Temple is reluctant to reveal too many details.

Lesson 9 can only be speculated from his vague few words.

After the Hell Apartment incident, the "Ghost Rider" reappeared and assisted the joint operation in disguise.

"Senior, do you want to find a way to further confirm the identity of the rider?"

Iwata Takeshi asked Mochizuki Ayano.

"No need, I already know the true identity of that person, just let him act freely."

Mochizuki Ayano shook her head and smiled slightly.

Fujiwara Takumi, you really couldn't hold back, and you took action as a Ghost Rider.

Did you deliberately choose Abe Temple to compete with this young generation leader?

"As expected of the teacher, he has already..."

Hearing Mochizuki Ayano say that, Takeshi Iwata immediately felt that the teacher in front of him became more and more unfathomable.

"Review the running-in action, and readjust the configuration of each team according to the action mode of different spirit removers~lightnovelpub.net~, in order to maximize the strengths of the spirit removers and complement the shortcomings."

After quickly browsing through the large amount of information, Mochizuki Ayano immersed herself in making an adjustment plan.

"Senior, I just observed that IMB700 updated a message in the middle of the night."

An agent held a tablet and handed it to Mochizuki Ayano, which was the post about "Rashomon".

"Rashomon... the gate of hell? The 'New Emperor'..."

Looking at the information in front of her, Mochizuki Ayano fell into deep thought.

"IBM700 can't do meaningless actions, and immediately collect relevant information based on the content of this post. If this so-called 'Gate of Hell' really exists, I will confirm its location as soon as possible!"

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