Chapter 87: An inexplicable sense of crisis

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"Something's not right..."

Zhao Fuyu raised his head, always feeling that he had overlooked something.

At this time, the Quan Yuan Jue Ming Knockout Tournament has ended for two days. Logically speaking, he should be preparing for the next Imperial Chef Competition.

But during this time, he felt a little uneasy, so in addition to basic exercises, he just relaxed his mind and adjusted his physical and mental state.

I didn’t study the cooking recipes seriously.

But as time went by, with Zhao Fuyu's keenness, he quickly realized that this restlessness was definitely not due to the excitement of facing a strong opponent, but also some unexplainable information that came from his intuition. feedback, that uneasy sense of crisis!

'Is something going to happen to the imperial chef competition? '

'Or is there something in the Finale that I didn't see? '

Deducing little by little details and arranging countless possibilities, Zhao Fuyu reviewed the experiences during this period in his mind.

You know, he hasn't done this for a while because he has to prepare for the imperial chef competition.

But after sensing the dangerous aura, Zhao Fuyu finally realized something and opened his eyes.

"Empress Yuzhen..."

He spit out the name of an existence that he had not noticed before, and it was at this moment that he finally noticed something was wrong.

Since Yang Yuzhen has completely become a human god, while traveling around to perform dance performances, she is also leaving her mark on the world.

So there is no need for her to be so active about Purgatory Island. Nothing is as important as her leaving an extremely deep mark on various places.

But she still took a lot of time to come here, which in itself was already an extremely special situation.

However, Zhao Fuyu ignored this because of the many complicated things at the time.

Looking back now, does this mean that Purgatory Island will also become a key node in the world, so Yang Yuzhen will come here again and again.

However, even if the artificial island established by the Tokugawa Group took advantage of this opportunity and built it into a world martial arts holy land, it should not have the energy to become a key node in the entire world.

So why did Yang Yu really come?

This made Zhao Fuyu very curious. Although Yang Yuzhen had hinted something repeatedly, there was no connection point. Even if he had found something wrong, he could not know what specific things happened.

As for the information that Yang Yuzhen couldn't say directly, Zhao Fuyu had some guesses.

Mostly it was because of Gao Tianyuan's restrictions on the gods.

At that time, he was very puzzled. How could the gods of Gaotian Yuan not discover Yang Yuzhen's identity when they saw him at such a close distance, and why there was no reaction at all.

Now it seems that the gods of Gao Tianyuan have already arranged something there...

Even Yang Yuzhen was forced to help once.

With the idea in mind, Zhao Fuyu soon clarified the key points, and now all that is left is the answer to the mystery.

What is going to happen? Someone like Zhao Fuyu feels a little uneasy!

'It's a pity... Empress Yuzhen left Dongying directly after the decisive elimination match and continued her global tour. '

'Obviously she doesn't want to get involved in these things. '

It’s not that he blamed Yang Yuzhen for his thoughts. In fact, he might not have wanted to get these things if not for the secret reminder from Empress Yuzhen.

'It's just that since it's related to Purgatory Island, it's obviously targeting Dongying officials, and it may even be the dark murder boxing world that has not yet established a stable foothold. '

'In this way, opponents may come from all sides...'

'So even if traces are detected, it doesn't matter at all? '

'The gods of Gao Tianyuan can completely evade the possibility and traces of taking action. '

Without delving too much into it, Zhao Fuyu just weighed the trouble behind it and shook his head.

Too lazy to get involved, after sorting out these things, his mood calmed down.

Arrange for Saeko to inform the official history compilation committee of any troubles that may arise, so that the Nakiri family will not need to come forward for these matters.

With that department taking action, there is no need for Zhao Fuyu to waste time on the rest.

Soon in the courtyard of Ye Zhonghuo, Zhao Fuyu fell into a slumber again, and all the energy he had consumed before began to recover rapidly at the same time.

...

"Is this Kyoto Royal?"

“It’s really prosperous!”

Because of the Imperial Chef Competition, especially after the news that the legendary kitchen utensils were about to appear, many culinary schools that had been hidden in the world could no longer bear it and sent out the most elite beings of their generation to come out. Closed place.

We came to this extremely prosperous and crisis-ridden city.

With a warm smile, and even though his clothes were not fashionable, the young man had a rural and wild style. He was carrying a big bag that jingled with countless kitchen utensils inside.

Walking on this crowded street, it is obvious that a country boy who has just arrived in a big city has a sense of immediacy.

However, the young man looked at the streets with countless people coming and going, but he didn't have the slightest fear. Instead, he seemed to see the golden rice fields like wind-blown wheat waves, and the excitement in his eyes became more and more obvious.

The strange behavior of this young man also obviously attracted the attention of many other people.

It's just that the sun is still shining now, and after the human-god contract was concluded, Kyoto's power suddenly became sufficient. At this point in time, no one wanted to try the possibility of being caught by the police.

So they could only watch the boy's figure walking further and further away, and gradually no trace could be seen again.

"What a pity for a fat sheep..."

Some people muttered something regretful, but soon they noticed where the young man was walking.

It's a forbidden place that these guys can't touch.

Kyoto Royal, go down to the commercial street!

...

Abe Seimei Shrine, with the resumption of daily life, this shrine has gradually returned to its former prosperity.

Because of the existence of the legendary ancestor of Onmyodo, the incense of this shrine has always been very prosperous.

And just after the torii gate, most people can only see the main hall of the shrine that is not particularly majestic but extremely solemn after crossing it. However, those beings with divine power can enter a different world after crossing the torii gate. Such a quiet world.

It seems that there are endless cherry blossoms falling continuously, and the fragrance is cold and refreshing, which makes people feel refreshed. Walking further inside, there is a lake that looks like a mirror.

A cabin with a yard on that lake.

It is the residence of the owner here.

It is also...the source of the crisis!

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.