I Became a God in Tokyo

Master Yu Chuan has worked hard!

Priest Baimu has worked hard!

Along the way, passing police officers from the Sixth Division of the Supernatural kept saying hello to the two of them.

As soon as he walked out of the police station, Yu Chuan Lan took out an envelope from his cassock sleeve and handed it to Bai Mujun.

Bai Mu-jun, this is the reward this time, 500,000 yen. According to the previous agreement, I will transfer another 500,000 yen to you.

Hanekawa-san, what are you doing. Bai Mujun held the envelope righteously, I'm not that kind of person.

No, Bai Mujun must accept it. Yu Chuanlan stubbornly stuffed the envelope into Bai Mujun's pocket.

For her, this exorcism is equivalent to spending half a million yen to buy ten exorcism points.

It has already taken a lot of advantage.

After all, the spirit value is very precious.

If Mr. Bai Mu insists on not accepting him again, he will owe even more favors.

At the end of the savings, what do you get back?

No, no, it must be given!

Bai Mujun saw that Lan Yuchuan was so sensible, and nodded approvingly.

Donor, your way is broad.

Seeing that Bai Mujun agreed to accept it, Yu Chuanlan showed a smile on his face.

The two immediately exchanged lines, and Bai Mujun sent his bank card number to Yuchuan Lan, and at the same time, he did not forget to give a thoughtful instruction.

Use Misuzu Bank for the transfer, and it will arrive quickly.

Yeah. Arashi Yuchuan agreed.

She seemed to remember something, and asked again.

By the way, Bai Mu-jun, do you have something to do on October 11th?

October eleventh, next Tuesday.

Bai Mujun nodded and said, If you want to talk, you have to go to school.

What about tonight? Do you have time?

I have to study by myself at the shrine at night.

Then, where is Shiraki-kun's shrine? Hanekawa Arashi asked persistently.

In Arakawa District, Hiraoyama.

Huh? So far?

There was a hint of disappointment in Hanakawa Arashi's eyes.

Is there something wrong, Hanekawa-san?

It's like this. There is a place where spirits are removed. I have observed it for a long time, but I feel that the entrustment level may be a bit high. I am worried about something wrong, so I want to ask Bai Mu-jun to go together. Now it seems that I can only go by myself—

Why didn't Hanekawa-san say it earlier. Bai Mujun interrupted without hesitation.

He stared at Lan Yuchuan's eyes, and said reproachfully.

How can I rest assured that you go alone.

In Qingshi Park before, when the stick hit Bai Mujun, Bai Mujun judged the strength of Han Chuanlan.

Not strong.

At least not as good as him.

The reason was that those sticks only caused physical damage to him, and the magic damage was negligible.

When Arashi Yu Chuan said that he wanted to get rid of the spirit, Bai Mujun was really worried.

Exorcism can be dangerous.

In case the strength is not enough

What if Lingyi escapes?

That's a million people who can run!

No, I must be there!

As for the courses in the school, Bai Mujun completed all the previews a year ago, so there is no need to worry about the schoolwork, as long as the attendance rate is guaranteed.

Don't ask, asking is a master of learning.

Yu Chuanlan stared at Bai Mujun in a daze.

Bai Mujun's gentle and sincere voice echoed in his ears.

I don't worry about you alone.

ah!

What is this nonsense?

Hanekawa Arashi took a step back like an electric shock, her cheeks flushed, and she asked in a low voice.

But, but, isn't Bai Mu-kun going to school? You still have to focus on your studies.

It also depends on what it is compared with. Bai Mujun said without thinking.

Compared with one million yen, a day's class is nothing!

Let alone one day, two days are fine!

What to compare with?

Lan Yuchuan was taken aback.

Does it mean that she is more important than her studies?

This, this, this is too bold!

Hanekawa Arashi bit the corner of her mouth tightly.

Calm down, Arashi Hanekawa, this is Buddha testing you, calm down

But there seemed to be a mysterious force that was constantly tugging at her heartstrings.

How can this make people calm down!

After nearly ten years of practice, Yu Chuan Lan felt his heart was in a mess for the first time.

Then I'll contact you later, Mr. Baimu, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to turn off the gas in the temple, so farewell! She pretended to be calm and said goodbye, and fled the scene dragging her Zen staff.

Bai Mujun waved goodbye naturally.

He didn't let go of his hand until the police car was gone, and stuffed it into his pocket impatiently.

Weighed the weight of 500,000 yen with two fingers.

Can't help taking a breath.

hiss--

So heavy, so satisfying.

Bai Mujun looked up at the direction where the police car was leaving, with a happy smile on his face.

Hanekawa-san is really my lucky star!

After leaving the police station, Bai Mujun didn't go back directly, but asked the police officer to send him to a convenience store near the shrine.

After buying the offerings to the gods for the next week, I returned to the shrine with big bags and small bags.

Just as he was about to return to his hut, he saw that the main hall was still brightly lit.

Is the god still asleep?

Bai Mujun gently pushed open the palace door.

In the main hall, the god is wearing a light green Snorkel nightgown, hugging his knees, squatting in front of the TV, his eyes are reddish.

On the screen, an Akita dog is squatting in front of the station, watching.

The wind and snow were swaying, and the Akita dog became weaker and weaker, and the tears of the gods also swirled in the eye sockets.

Touching the scene to make love, I am a loner, waiting here for someone to return

If I can't wait, I will be like Xiaoba. One night, the temple was crushed by snow, and I was buried under it, leaving the world in obscurity.

Thinking of this, with tears in his eyes, the god firmly shook his little head.

She firmly believed that Priest Baimu would come back!

because because

Because Newton said that priests cannot leave the gods casually!

Master God, it's time to rest.

A familiar voice came, calling back the wandering thoughts of the gods.

The god turned his head in disbelief and looked at the figure at the gate of the temple.

He forgot to pause the movie for a moment, and then flashed over like a ray of light, hugging Bai Mujun's arm, looking at his face with tears in his eyes.

Thousands of words turned into one word.

Oh!

Seeing the god with tears in his eyes, Bai Mujun could only pat the god on the head comfortingly, and told a little about what happened tonight.

Knowing that Bai Mujun went to exorcise again tonight, the god stopped his tears, shook Bai Mujun's arm vigorously, and blamed him.

Why don't you talk to the god, and go to exorcise him rashly, there is only so much mana, what if it is not enough? You will die!

Bai Mujun smiled helplessly.

Are you that weak?

Sure enough, even though he had nearly 30,000 points of mana, he was still as immature as a child in the eyes of the gods, not worth mentioning.

Promise to me, there will be no next time, go and rest-

As soon as the god's voice stopped, she suddenly pulled up Bai Mujun's sleeve, held it under her nose and sniffed carefully.

After a while, she raised her head, narrowed her eyes slightly, and a look of doubt appeared on her face.

Priest Baimu, why do you have a fragrant smell?

fragrance?

Bai Mujun looked at Shenming suspiciously.

How could there be any scent on him.

Could it be

Is it the taste of the half a million yen?

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