Chapter 116 Spiritual Power
"Dad, let's go to the park for a picnic tomorrow!" Holding a dessert bag in one hand and holding Zheng Wenjie in the other, Meiyue was thinking about tomorrow's itinerary with great interest.

These days are the happiest days of her life. They are just like a normal family, eating together, watching TV together, shopping together, and playing together.

Zheng Wenjie nodded indifferently and looked up at the apartment in front of him. In his eyes, the whole apartment was shrouded in hazy black fog. After more than a month, and with his occasional instigation, the vengeful spirit could no longer bear it.

After such a long period of observation, Zheng Wenjie completely understood that the reason why this vengeful spirit had not taken action was that it was waiting, waiting for Saori to be completely possessed by it. Unlike other vengeful spirits, this vengeful spirit in the Earthly Immortal Realm had become extremely powerful, and its instinct drove it to find a container that could carry itself, so as to break through the limitations and allow its already ignorant spiritual intelligence to sprout.

"But after going to the park tomorrow, you have to stay home and study hard."

Meiyue raised her head and turned to face Zheng Wenjie with a weird tone, saying in Chinese: "Father, I'm not playing. I've been studying hard!"

Zheng Wenjie looked pleased and mocked in Chinese: "When your accent can be as normal as mine, I can continue to take you out to play. During this time, you should study hard at home."

"I know, father." Meiyue shook Zheng Wenjie's arm, looking at the monk wrapped in a monk's robe and bamboo hat at the door of the apartment, and the young man in a baggy suit popular in this era who kept staring at them. She felt disgusted in her heart, and then showed her unhappiness on her face: "Father, the way those two people at the door of the apartment looked at you really disgusted me, let's go quickly."

Mitsuki pulled Zheng Wenjie past Ochiaisuke and Makoto, who hurried forward and pulled out a certificate from the lining of his suit: "Private Marseille, sir, I am from the Special Affairs Task Force, Ochiaisuke."

Meiyue frowned and stood in front of Zheng Wenjie with a natural smile on her face: "I'm sorry, we haven't heard of any special affairs task force. Are you looking for us? I'm afraid we can't help you."

Ochiaisuke politely took a step back and said with a smile: "We have a few questions for Mr. Zheng to answer. Please cooperate with us."

"Please allow us to refuse. If you don't leave, I will choose to call the police."

"Ms. Yamashita, it's useless even if you call the police. This is my ID. The police system will cooperate with our special affairs task force." Ochiaisuke smiled and continued in an unquestionable tone: "Now we want to talk to Mr. Zheng about his problem. Please cooperate with us."

Mitsuki put away the smile on her face and looked at Ochiaisuke expressionlessly: "First of all, my last name is not Yamashita. Since you have investigated us and even found out my father's last name, why do you still call me Yamashita?"

"Secondly, even if it is your so-called special task force, can you just ignore manners and human rights and investigate and consult the public at will? Then I will first ask TV stations and newspapers to get to know your special task force together with all the citizens."

Ochiaijie's expression remained unchanged. He bowed his head to apologize for calling him that, then raised his head and looked at Zheng Wenjie: "If Mr. Zheng is unwilling to cooperate with our investigation, we will formally summon Mr. Zheng for the investigation. At that time, I'm afraid Mr. Zheng will have to go with us."

"As for Ms. Zheng, you are free to contact the TV station or the newspaper, but the prerequisite is that we can confirm that Ms. Zheng will not cause harm to society after our investigation."

"By the way, Miss Zheng's biological father probably doesn't know that his biological children have recognized a man who is not much older than her as their father."

Miyue felt a little gloomy in her heart. Just as she was about to continue speaking, she was stopped by Zheng Wenjie. Zheng Wenjie put his hand on Miyue's shoulder and smiled at Luohejie and the others: "Come upstairs. I will answer any questions you want to ask truthfully."

"Mr. Zheng, please lead the way." Ochiaisuke smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

Zheng Wenjie didn't care and hugged Meiyue upstairs. Feeling Meiyue's trembling shoulders, Zheng Wenjie turned his head to look at Meiyue who was lowering her head. The long hair on both sides of her cheeks blocked her face.

Patting her shoulder gently, Zheng Wenjie laughed out loud: "What's wrong? Are you scared? Don't worry, believe me."

Meiyue stood at the stairs, raised her head and smiled at Zheng Wenjie: "I'm not scared or worried, I'm just thinking about what to eat tonight. It's all because of my father who always says it doesn't matter. Let's go."

Mitsuki was indeed not afraid, her mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts, making her feel strangely excited for some unknown reason.

Miyuki returned to the time before she met Ochiaisuke and the others. She held Zheng Wenjie's hand warmly, came to the front door of her house, opened the door, took out two disposable slippers and placed them in the entrance before leaving.

Ochiai Jiehe Zhensheng bowed to Zheng Wenjie and said "excuse me", then took off their shoes facing Zheng Wenjie, pointed the toes of their shoes at the door, and followed Zheng Wenjie to the living room to sit down.

"My name is Ochiaisuke."

"Sincerity." The monk said as he took off the bamboo hat on his head and placed it beside the table. Unlike the handsome Ochiaisuke, the monk had an ordinary Japanese face, well, a bit ugly.

"Excuse me, it's a little hot, please enjoy." Miyue said, placing the freshly prepared tea on the tray next to the two of them. If they were not here to cause trouble, Miyue would be very happy, as this would make the home with visitors more like a home.

But at this moment, her heart was filled with darkness. This was her home, and now someone wanted to take it away. Seeing that her home, which was once full of joy and happiness, might be destroyed by these two uninvited guests, she felt like there were ants crawling in her heart, torturing her and making her want to crush them one by one.

"Please enjoy your meal." Meiyue smiled and then sat down next to Zheng Wenjie.

"You're welcome!" After saying that, Ochiaisuke raised his teacup and took a sip. He closed his eyes and pursed his lips before continuing, "This is Cloud Mist Tea, I drank it at the governor's residence a few years ago. It's really good tea, but it tastes a bit weird."

"According to our understanding, Zheng Wenjie is not short of money. Although we still haven't investigated where Mr. Zheng's money came from, Mr. Zheng must have been deceived into buying low-quality tea." Luohejie put down the teacup: "Then let's talk about where Mr. Zheng is from?"

Seeing Zheng Wenjie's sincerity, Luo Hejie patted him and said, "Don't ask these nonsense, Zheng-san! Please tell me how to attract women's attention like you!"

Zhensheng, who had been holding back all the way, could no longer bear it when he saw Luohejie wanted to ask again from the beginning. In his opinion, Zheng Wenjie, who had no spiritual power at all, was just an ordinary person. He just wanted to know how Zheng Wenjie possessed this ability that made him envious.

Luohejie touched his forehead helplessly: "Master Chengxin! Let me ask!"

"I can't help it anymore!" He looked at Zheng Wenjie sincerely and earnestly: "Mr. Zheng, if you can make me attract women's attention like you, I will do my best to satisfy any needs. No matter it is the investigation of the special task force or anything else, there is no problem." Zheng Wenjie nodded without comment and raised his teacup to signal: "Drink tea first." The taste was very pure, without the inferior taste that Ochiaisuke said.

"Hey!" He held the teacup with both hands sincerely and respectfully and took a sip.

Ochiaisuke sighed. He really didn't want to partner with this monk, but the abomination was that he was too handsome and was targeted by this monk.

As a monk, although he is not good-looking, he has a famous temple with a century-old tradition behind him. He is rich and capable, and has no shortage of women. He thinks he is a perfect monk except for his appearance, and he prefers handsome men.

"If you want to become like me, I'm afraid you can't do it. I met a dragon on an island, a divine dragon, and became like this after being drenched in his blood." Zheng Wenjie said truthfully, looking at the sincere face full of envy and longing.

Luohejie, who wanted to say something, suddenly pursed his lips and looked at Zhencheng beside him. Seeing that he was still looking at Zheng Wenjie sincerely, he closed his mouth helplessly. Since he wanted to deal with it, let him do it. Although they are partners, public officials like them can be called assistants to put it nicely, but they are subordinates and servants of the exorcist to put it bluntly.

"Zheng Sang! Please don't joke with us! As long as Zheng Sang can tell me the method, we will pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, Zheng Sang might have to go to the special task force for interrogation!"

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet!" Zhencheng straightened his body and looked at Zheng Wenjie seriously. As his spiritual power surged, Miyue actually felt that Zhencheng was a little different at the moment: "I am the next abbot of Yuanjue Temple! I am also the second... exorcist in Tokyo!"

"Who is the first exorcist?"

Zhencheng took a deep breath, and his straight back bent down again. He did not answer Zheng Wenjie's question: "So, Zheng Sang, as long as you can tell me how to attract women, I can help you deal with these things!"

Miyue smiled silently at the teacup on the table and suddenly interrupted: "Excuse me, I have to go prepare dinner for today."

Zheng Wenjie nodded and waited for Meiyue to enter the kitchen before looking at Zhencheng: "I am telling the truth. If you want to be like me, go find a dragon and let him drench you in blood."

Zhencheng looked a little unhappy, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't detect any trace of spiritual power on Zheng Sang, but the investigation team also didn't find out Zheng Sang's identity! If Zheng Sang doesn't need my help, then let's go to the special task force for interrogation."

Zhensheng put on the hat on his head, turned his head and looked at Ochiai Jie and was slightly stunned. At this time, Ochiai Jie had his head resting on the chair and was breathing evenly and steadily.

"How dare you!" Zhencheng looked at Zheng Wenjie and shouted, then waved his hand to overturn the table and grab Zheng Wenjie.

Zheng Wenjie tapped the table lightly with his fingers, allowing Zhencheng to unleash his spiritual power without the table moving at all. He tapped the table lightly again, and Zhencheng froze in place, his eyes rolling as he looked at Zheng Wenjie in disbelief.

Zheng Wenjie smiled, watched Meiyue walk out of the kitchen with a table knife in her hand, and without hesitation stabbed Zhencheng in the back with the knife.

Zheng Wenjie did not stop and let Meiyue stab Zhencheng again and again, until the pool of blood from Zhencheng on the ground stained Meiyue's pure white cotton shoes. Zheng Wenjie then touched the table, and Zhencheng immediately collapsed to the ground, whimpering from his mouth, unable to make a complete sound.

Miyuki looked down at the monk lying on the ground with an expressionless face, then looked up at Zheng Wenjie and smiled, then raised the knife and looked at the sleeping Ochiai Jie, took two steps forward, and stabbed him with the knife without hesitation.

Zheng Wenjie took a breath, looked at the knife stuck in Luohejie's body, then looked at Miyue standing in front of him and asked, "Why do you do this?"

Miyue smiled and wiped her bloody hands on her clothes: "They want to take my father away, but I can't let them take him away."

Zheng Wenjie looked at the blood on Meiyue's body. Wherever his eyes went, the blood disappeared, and she became clean again. "I mean, why waste medicine?"

Meiyue was stunned for a moment, then looked at the teacup on the table before she realized what Zheng Wenjie was thinking: "I thought my father was asking me why I killed them." She tilted her head and laughed from the bottom of her heart: "Because I'm not sick, but my father didn't believe it and asked me to see a doctor. The doctor didn't understand anything and the medicine he prescribed for me only made me sleepy."

As soon as he finished speaking, a beeping sound came from Luohejie's body, and a Motorola mobile phone under Zheng Wenjie's control flew from his body into Zheng Wenjie's hand, and he played with it for a while.

"This is Ochiaisuke." Ochiaisuke's voice came out from Zheng Wenjie's mouth.

"Inspector Ochiai, we have found the location where the Slit-mouthed Woman appeared. It is in an abandoned house on the back mountain of Hama Nan Gao! The land was abandoned thirteen years ago, but the spirit detector shows that the frequency of the spiritual energy there is consistent with that emitted by the Slit-mouthed Woman."

"I understand. That's it. I'll handle it!" Zheng Wenjie said casually, hung up the phone, and tapped the desktop again. The sincere corpse emitted a bright light, which gathered into a diamond-shaped transparent crystal and fell into Zheng Wenjie's hand.

If there were exorcists from other special groups present, they would definitely drop their jaws in amazement. An exorcist's aura is innate, and the concentration of aura at birth represents the upper limit of an exorcist.

The spiritual energy in the body of an exorcist who dies will dissipate. Since Abe Haruaki started studying how to pass on the spiritual energy, exorcists have made no progress until now. When an exorcist dies, the talismans and magical tools left behind will turn into ordinary things.

Zheng Wenjie played with it for a while, and the crystal floated in front of Meiyue's eyes: "This thing can make you stronger, do you want it?"

Miyue blinked her eyes and looked at the crystal with a gleaming look in her eyes: "With this thing, can I be as powerful as my father?"

Zheng Wenjie shook his head: "This is a kind of energy that can only allow you to have power that ordinary people cannot have."

Miyue reached out her hand and touched the crystal. The crystal trembled and turned into a ray of moonlight that flowed from Miyue's hand into her body. Miyue groaned, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

Zheng Wenjie made sure that Miyue was not in danger before he carried her to bed, returned to the living room, and waved his hand gently. All traces left by Ochiaisuke and Makoto turned into ash and flew out of the window.

(End of this chapter)