The more Uchiha Ming thought about it, the better he felt the name was. He lifted the little yellow dog up by the scruff of its neck and began to paint a picture:
"Tsunayoshi, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Those who don't work don't eat. Whether you can enjoy the delicious food depends on your next efforts!"
Chapter 151 Chapter 153 Scent Tracking
On the downhill slope of Gokokuji Temple in Bunkyo Ward, several tourists were walking out in disappointment.
"It's so unlucky. It's a rare golden week. I went to Yuanjue Temple in the morning, but it was closed. I went to Huguo Temple in the afternoon, but it was also closed."
"There's nothing we can do. A fire broke out in the side hall of the Huguo Temple last week and the entire Buddhist temple collapsed. It's being repaired now." A tourist took out his mobile phone, looked up the news, and said helplessly.
"It's Genkakuji that closed without even a reason. It's really weird."
"What a wasted trip. Where to go next?"
"Let's go to Jingguang Temple."
Among the returning crowd, there was a young face swimming upstream. The tourists glanced at it and didn't take it seriously.
Although the main hall of Huguo Temple is temporarily closed to visitors, the Huguo Temple cemetery is still open, and there is a constant stream of people visiting the cemeteries during the Golden Week.
However, this road leads to the palace complex, and it takes a long way to turn to the cemetery.
Perhaps he had taken the wrong road, or perhaps he was unaware, like them, that the Huguo Temple was closed to visitors.
A few minutes later, Uchiha Ming came to a pile of ruins carrying a black shoulder bag.
This was originally a side hall of Gokokuji Temple, but it was razed to the ground in the previous battle between Uchiha Ming and Higuchi Orochi.
The shoulder bag behind Uchiha Ming suddenly moved. He put the black shoulder bag on the ground, opened the zipper which was originally not closed, and a little yellow dog jumped out from it.
"Wang Wang Wang!"
After Tsunayoshi came out, he jumped around with inexplicable excitement, and then rubbed against Uchiha Ming's feet affectionately.
Uchiha Ming squatted down and tickled Tsunayoshi's chin. After Tsunayoshi enjoyed it for a while, he stuck out his tongue and licked Uchiha Ming's fingers.
"Stop licking, stop licking. You are now considered a supernatural being, so you need to show some momentum."
Uchiha Ming had previously used summoning techniques to turn Tsunayoshi into his summoning beast, and then gave it the beast-mimicking ninjutsu.
Don't underestimate Tsunayoshi because he is just a mixed-breed puppy. He is now an absolutely extraordinary creature and can fight with lions and tigers without any problem.
"Wang."
Tsunayoshi was originally very spiritual, and after becoming a summoned beast, the light in his dog eyes became even brighter. After hearing what Uchiha Ming said, he obediently retracted his tongue, sat on the ground, and looked at the beast with a fierce look, like a wolf looking at an eagle.
"Follow me!"
Tsunayoshi immediately dropped his majestic posture, wagging his tail, and followed Uchiha Naruto happily.
Arriving at a remote corner, Uchiha Ming asked Yadai to patrol and guard the sky, and then he summoned the severed palm of Higuchi Orochi from the scroll and placed it in front of Tsunayoshi.
"Gululu——"
Tsunayoshi's black nose twitched a few times, and he lowered his head to look at the severed palm covered with white scales. He began to bare his teeth and let out a low gurgling sound from his throat.
Apparently, the broken palm of the Tokyo Yokai King made it extremely uneasy.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Uchiha Ming touched Tsunayoshi's dog head and smiled.
"Gokokuji is the last place Higuchi Orochi was seen. Tsunayoshi, I need you to track the scent of this monster and find its lair."
Among the Inuzuka clan's beast-like ninjutsu, there is a scent tracking technique that can track the enemy based on smell.
However, it has been several days since the battle, and I don’t know if the smell still remains.
Tsunayoshi seemed to understand what his master said, and he approached carefully, circling around the severed palm, his nose twitching constantly.
Tsunayoshi opened his mouth and bit his severed palm, then suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction, barking excitedly:
"Wang!"
"Have you found it?" Uchiha Ming showed a hint of surprise on his face.
"Wang! Wang! Wang!"
Tsunayoshi nodded repeatedly, wagging his tail as if to take credit.
"Good job!"
Uchiha Ming happily took out a sausage from his pocket, opened the package, broke off a small piece the size of a finger and fed it to the child.
Tsunayoshi swallowed it in one gulp, licked his lips, and looked at the remaining sausage in Uchiha Ming's hand with his eyes shining.
But Uchiha Ming put the sausage away.
"Want to eat more? That depends on your efforts!" Uchiha Ming coaxed.
"Wang!"
As soon as Uchiha Ming put down the black shoulder bag, Tsunayoshi jumped in impatiently.
An hour later, Uchiha Ming moved from Bunkyo District to the neighboring Chiyoda District.
He stood high above the blue sky, looking down at the huge Japanese garden at his feet.
"The scent of the Higuchi snake extends all the way here?"
"Wang."
Tsunayoshi called out in a low voice with certainty.
A look of surprise and solemnity appeared on Uchiha Ming's face. He originally thought that the monster organization's lair would be in the suburbs of Tokyo such as Adachi Ward, Kita Ward, and Edogawa Ward, but he didn't expect it to be in the heart of the country.
Moreover, the location of this manor is not too far from the Imperial Palace, and every inch of land is worth a lot of money.
To what extent must the Metropolitan Police Department be so idle as to allow this powder keg hidden under its arse to go unnoticed?
Dark under the light?
Or is it that behind the monster organization, there are real big shots protecting them?
Things are really getting more and more interesting.
Although this manor is heavily guarded with checkpoints at every level, to Uchiha Ming, who possesses the Light and Heavy Rock Technique and the Transparent Release, these are just decorations like standing billboards.
Uchiha Ming broke into the main house as if he was in an empty space.
Looking at the magnificent yet elegant architectural design of the manor along the way, and the decorations that were so luxurious that they began to look bizarre, Uchiha Ming was a little dazed.
It was really eye-opening.
Although Uchiha Ming is the mastermind behind the changes in Tokyo and the only extraordinary person, his knowledge of wealth and pleasure in the world is still just a frog in a well.
The happiness of rich people is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Uchiha Ming quietly pushed open the door of the tea room on the second floor and looked at the most conspicuous banner in the tea room, on which a few Chinese characters were written in a sloppy handwriting.
"One percent?"
Uchiha Ming frowned. He knew nothing about calligraphy appreciation, but he could tell that the calligraphy on the banner was not cursive. It could be said that it was written like a dog's crawling, but for some reason it was hung in the most conspicuous place.
Tsunayoshi poked his head out from the shoulder bag on his back and barked softly a few times.
"You said that besides the smell of monsters, there are also the smells of two humans here? One of them is nearby?"
At the same time, in the gym of the manor, a pale-faced young man was sweating profusely on the treadmill.
“Huff, huff, huff, I’m going to die. Kurosaki, let me rest for a day, or I’ll die if I keep practicing!”
"Master Junfu, we have only trained for six hours today."
Butler Kurosaki was very strict and refused to compromise at all.
"If you haven't completed the scheduled training before dinner, the master will be furious when he comes back."
"Master Junfu, you don't want to be deprived of your status as an heir, do you?"
Chapter 152 Chapter 154 Father's Kindness and Son's Filial Piety
"Kurosaki, you old dog!"
Master Junfu's face turned pale with anger, and a hint of irritation appeared in his eyes. The curse words surged into his throat, but he didn't say them out loud in the end.
Butler Kurosaki is the old man's confidant, and even he, the 'crown prince', cannot order him around, beat or scold him at will.
"Damn it, how did things turn out like this?!"
Junfu was on the other side of the ocean, breathing the sweet and free air, enjoying the attentive service of Latin American beauty pageant contestants, American blonde sweethearts, and black hot girls, and then he was called back to Japan by a phone call.
He was originally so excited, thinking that the old man's body had finally given up and he was asked to return home to prepare for his funeral and deal with inheritance issues.
I never expected that as soon as I got off the private plane, I was taken to a private hospital, where I underwent a thorough physical examination surrounded by a group of doctors and health experts. After that, my personal freedom was restricted and I was placed under semi-house arrest in this manor.
In the next few days, I had to do ten hours of fitness exercises every day according to the training plan, and eat the bland and difficult-to-swallow nutritious meals prepared by the nutrition team. I couldn't even think about women, cigarettes, or alcohol.
How could this dandy boy, who had spent the first half of his life in a life of debauchery, endure such an ascetic life? He threatened to go on a hunger strike that very day.
The president, who had doted on Master Junfu since he was a child, suddenly changed his face and poked him in the stomach with his cane without saying a word, almost poking out Junfu's overnight meal.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo, I'm so tired..."
Master Junfu was sweating profusely and running slowly on the treadmill weakly.
Junfu actually didn't care about the threat of deprivation of inheritance rights from Kurosaki. He was the only son left by the old man and he didn't have many distant relatives. How could such a huge family fortune be given to outsiders?
but……
When he thought of the expression on the old man's face when he was angry that day, Junfu couldn't help but shiver. His steps softened and he almost rolled off the treadmill.
Even three years ago, when the old man beat the attending physician to death with his cane, it wasn't that scary!
It was obvious that he was terminally ill three or four years ago, and he even bribed the attending doctor to tamper with the medication. As a result, the old man not only did not die, but is still alive and well today, and seems to be getting more energetic.
"An old man who refuses to die is a thief. Why is this old man still not dead?"
Master Junfu cursed in his heart, but did not dare to stop.
When the furious president stabbed him hard for the first time and raised his cane high up, for a moment, Junfu almost thought that his crime was exposed and he was going to be beaten to death. However, the president hesitated for a long time and put the cane down again.
This old guy still has some affection for his child.
But there was something wrong with the way the old man looked at him, as if...
It was just like when he was choosing women in a nightclub and couldn't find any that met his taste, but was so horny that he couldn't wait any longer and had to settle for it, and he revealed a lustful and disgusted look.
And this inexplicable fitness plan also left Junfu confused.
Unfortunately, this manor located in Nagatacho was also the first time for Junfu himself to come here. The security guards and servants here were all strangers. The only butler he knew, Kurosaki, was loyal to the old man and did not let out a single word no matter how hard he tried.
Although Junfu sometimes felt that something was wrong, he didn't take it too seriously.
He is the old man's only son. No matter how cruel the old man is, he can never do anything bad to him.
Maybe the old man is dying, and before he dies he starts to worry about his son's health, so he forces him to start exercising.
When a man is about to die, his words are often kind, especially when they are spoken to his own son, Junfu thought.
"Master Junfu is very ruthless, just like our old master. It's a pity that he has great ambitions but little talent, and he didn't inherit any of our old master's abilities."
Butler Kurosaki urged the young master to exercise with an expressionless face, but many thoughts flashed through his mind.
"If this family business falls into the hands of Master Junfu, how can he resist the ambitious people outside? So for the sake of the master and for me, I have to sacrifice the master."
Butler Kurosaki recalled what Higuchi Orochi said that day and nodded slightly.
"The art of immortality requires a sacrifice whose bloodline is as close as possible. In this case, there is really no more suitable sacrifice than Master Junfu. After all, Master Junfu is the master's biological son!"
Although Master Junfu is nominally the master's grandson, he is actually the master's illegitimate son.
Logically speaking, a top-notch aristocratic family like the Hyoudou family, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, would not produce a useless and wasteful person like Master Junfu.
The current state of Young Master Junfu is closely related to the excessive doting of his father after he had a son in his sixties.
The master originally had an eldest son who, under strict discipline, was not outstanding, but was capable of maintaining the status quo.
The Black Emperor Society's business was originally to be inherited by the eldest son, and would be handed over to Young Master Junfu decades later.
Maybe by then Master Junfu will be able to become more mature. If he still can't make it, the inheritance can be given to Master Junfu's children.
This is exactly what the master wanted, so he spoiled and indulged Young Master Junfu.
