I Became a Monk in Japan and Exorcised Demons of Other’s Housewives
Author: Bilal
Chapter 48 - Record of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!
âHow much is this book?â
Lu Jin directly picked up the book and asked for the price.
âThis one?â
The half-bald shop owner in his sixties glanced nonchalantly at the book.
Just as he was about to quote a price, he caught a glimpse of Lu Jinâs expression. His eyes flicked, and he immediately quoted a high price.
âOne million yen!â
He had bought this book for 100,000 yen from a guy who claimed to be a descendant of a fallen onmyÅji family.
The item was old, but not particularly ancient, and more importantly, it was native to Japan.
The book was filled with tales of gods and ghostsâclearly the kind of stories old folks would make up to entertain children.
So, its value wasnât considered high.
âIâll take it.â
Lu Jin didnât even bother haggling; he swiped his card and had the shop owner wrap the book up.
âThese monks really are dumb and rich.â
The shop owner looked at the payment confirmation on his phone with satisfaction and muttered to himself.
This kind of book wasnât even worth 500,000 yen.
Heâd only shouted such a high price to give the guy room to bargain.
Who wouldâve thought this foolish monk wouldnât even try to negotiate and just bought it outright?
Heâd made a killing.
On the other side, Lu Jin walked out of the antique shop, looking at the illustrated book in his hands.
He hadnât expected to find something this good just by wandering into a random antique shop.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this book probably wasnât even worth 10,000 yen.
But to him, not to mention one million yenâeven a hundred million yen wouldnât have made him bat an eye.
Lu Jin looked at the bookâs cover.
There were only five large characters on the surface: Record of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons*.
Opening the book, a wave of rich spiritual energy and yin aura rushed out.
A somewhat grotesque image of a ghost came into view, with lines of small text written underneath.
It detailed the ghostâs habits, abilities, weaknesses, and preferences.
It could be said to be quite thorough.
This book wasnât just an ordinary old tome.
It was a monster compendium written with blood and spiritual energy by a powerful sorcerer.
It contained records of many evil spirits and monsters from Japanese folklore.
Among them were detailed entries on creatures like the Slit-Mouthed Woman and Zashiki-warashi.
Lu Jin flipped through the pages until he found the section on the Slit-Mouthed Woman.
The illustration showed a tall, beautiful womanâbut her face bore a grotesquely wide, gaping mouth.
Lu Jin studied the entry in the compendium.
The Slit-Mouthed Woman wasnât a specific individual, but rather a type of spirit.
The vengeful ghost that Tanaka Saya had become was actually one of this type.
Lu Jin compared the details in the compendium to what heâd seen with Tanaka Saya.
While not an exact match, the similarities were almost uncanny.
As for the slight differences, they were likely just personal variations.
In other words, this book was essentially an encyclopedia of Japanese spirits, demons, and ghosts.
Lu Jin flipped through a few more pages and noticed that the handwriting varied, and the book had clearly undergone multiple revisions.
It documented the habits and weaknesses of hundreds of different supernatural beingsâfar beyond the scope of what one person could accomplish.
Clearly, more than one sorcerer had poured their heart and soul into this compendium.
That would explain the dense spiritual energy it emitted.
âWith spiritual energy this strong, I wonder whatâll happen if I enhance it.â
Remembering that he still had one enhancement opportunity left, Lu Jin decided to use it on the Record of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.
He didnât expect much.
After all, the stronger the spiritual energy in an object, the lower the chance of enhancement success.
Although this book wasnât a magical artifact, enhancing it would hardly be easy.
He figured it would probably fail three to five times before it succeeded.
He saw it as a warm-up.
As he thought this, the compendium suddenly emitted a faint, eerie glow.
Wait, it worked?
Lu Jin raised an eyebrowâhe hadnât expected to succeed on the first try.
As the enhancement completed, the bookâs cover was suddenly covered in dense, glowing incantations.
The symbols writhed slightly, shining with a dim light.
A chilling and strange aura surged forth, as if the book connected to some eerie dimension.
Lu Jin opened the first page of the compendium.
He found it covered in vividly detailed illustrations of various ghosts and monsters.
Each one looked so lifelike, it seemed they could leap off the page at any moment.
The second page, however, was completely blank.
Lu Jin directly picked up the book and asked for the price.
âThis one?â
The half-bald shop owner in his sixties glanced nonchalantly at the book.
Just as he was about to quote a price, he caught a glimpse of Lu Jinâs expression. His eyes flicked, and he immediately quoted a high price.
âOne million yen!â
He had bought this book for 100,000 yen from a guy who claimed to be a descendant of a fallen onmyÅji family.
The item was old, but not particularly ancient, and more importantly, it was native to Japan.
The book was filled with tales of gods and ghostsâclearly the kind of stories old folks would make up to entertain children.
So, its value wasnât considered high.
âIâll take it.â
Lu Jin didnât even bother haggling; he swiped his card and had the shop owner wrap the book up.
âThese monks really are dumb and rich.â
The shop owner looked at the payment confirmation on his phone with satisfaction and muttered to himself.
This kind of book wasnât even worth 500,000 yen.
Heâd only shouted such a high price to give the guy room to bargain.
Who wouldâve thought this foolish monk wouldnât even try to negotiate and just bought it outright?
Heâd made a killing.
On the other side, Lu Jin walked out of the antique shop, looking at the illustrated book in his hands.
He hadnât expected to find something this good just by wandering into a random antique shop.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this book probably wasnât even worth 10,000 yen.
But to him, not to mention one million yenâeven a hundred million yen wouldnât have made him bat an eye.
Lu Jin looked at the bookâs cover.
There were only five large characters on the surface: Record of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons*.
Opening the book, a wave of rich spiritual energy and yin aura rushed out.
A somewhat grotesque image of a ghost came into view, with lines of small text written underneath.
It detailed the ghostâs habits, abilities, weaknesses, and preferences.
It could be said to be quite thorough.
This book wasnât just an ordinary old tome.
It was a monster compendium written with blood and spiritual energy by a powerful sorcerer.
It contained records of many evil spirits and monsters from Japanese folklore.
Among them were detailed entries on creatures like the Slit-Mouthed Woman and Zashiki-warashi.
Lu Jin flipped through the pages until he found the section on the Slit-Mouthed Woman.
The illustration showed a tall, beautiful womanâbut her face bore a grotesquely wide, gaping mouth.
Lu Jin studied the entry in the compendium.
The Slit-Mouthed Woman wasnât a specific individual, but rather a type of spirit.
The vengeful ghost that Tanaka Saya had become was actually one of this type.
Lu Jin compared the details in the compendium to what heâd seen with Tanaka Saya.
While not an exact match, the similarities were almost uncanny.
As for the slight differences, they were likely just personal variations.
In other words, this book was essentially an encyclopedia of Japanese spirits, demons, and ghosts.
Lu Jin flipped through a few more pages and noticed that the handwriting varied, and the book had clearly undergone multiple revisions.
It documented the habits and weaknesses of hundreds of different supernatural beingsâfar beyond the scope of what one person could accomplish.
Clearly, more than one sorcerer had poured their heart and soul into this compendium.
That would explain the dense spiritual energy it emitted.
âWith spiritual energy this strong, I wonder whatâll happen if I enhance it.â
Remembering that he still had one enhancement opportunity left, Lu Jin decided to use it on the Record of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.
He didnât expect much.
After all, the stronger the spiritual energy in an object, the lower the chance of enhancement success.
Although this book wasnât a magical artifact, enhancing it would hardly be easy.
He figured it would probably fail three to five times before it succeeded.
He saw it as a warm-up.
As he thought this, the compendium suddenly emitted a faint, eerie glow.
Wait, it worked?
Lu Jin raised an eyebrowâhe hadnât expected to succeed on the first try.
As the enhancement completed, the bookâs cover was suddenly covered in dense, glowing incantations.
The symbols writhed slightly, shining with a dim light.
A chilling and strange aura surged forth, as if the book connected to some eerie dimension.
Lu Jin opened the first page of the compendium.
He found it covered in vividly detailed illustrations of various ghosts and monsters.
Each one looked so lifelike, it seemed they could leap off the page at any moment.
The second page, however, was completely blank.