I run a bank in Tokyo

Chapter 265 Old Monk (4000 words chapter)

Shiraishi Mayichi, Matsumura Sayori, Nishino Nana, Saito Kotori, and Fukagawa Mai are all members I met during the last treat.

After eating such a luxurious kaiseki meal from him, I can't pretend I didn't see it.

Besides, he can also be regarded as half of the entertainment industry.

It's better to say hello, and the program team won't mind.

"Jin Sang." Surprised, the five waved to him one after another.

"Hello." Shin Seijuro stopped and nodded with a smile.

Japan is very small, and Tokyo is not that big. Five people have been discovered just now. I didn't want to disturb their filming of the show, but there is nothing I can do if they are discovered.

Naturally, it is impossible for the staff of the TV station not to know Shinijuro. "Naruto" and "Death Note" are very popular now!

An FD came over, greeted the two of them, and asked if it was convenient for them to shoot.

If it is inconvenient, the footage will be cut.

"I'm fine." Shin Seijuro looked at Hitomi Sakurai indifferently.

"I don't need it." Hitomi Sakurai shook her head, took the shopping bag in his hand, and walked aside to wait.

Shiraishi Mayi and the others looked back at Hitomi Sakurai, stepped forward, and greeted her again.

"What program are you filming?" Shin Seijuro asked curiously.

"Where is Nogizaka?" Shiraishi Asaichi replied.

"I know, I've watched quite a few episodes." Kiyojuro suddenly realized the show that Nanamin Hashimoto had introduced.

"Really?" The five of them looked delighted.

This is their exclusive titled variety show, and one more audience will give them more popularity and recognition, not to mention that Jin Qingjuro is a celebrity!
"Of course, you can ask Nanamin." Shin Seijuro said with a smile.

"Nanamin is here too, but she's from another group, performing other tasks." Shiraishi Mayi said proactively.

She is not that outgoing personality, even a little shy and autistic, but someone must stand up and be responsible for communication.

In addition, after a few contacts, I have a good impression of Shin Seijuro, although his character is a bit carefree - after the last treat, Hashimoto Nanamin described him as a carefree person in life in order to help him finish, so as not to cause pressure on others , The image of no concept of money.

There are almost as few facts.

"What is your mission?" Shin Seijuro asked casually.

"We're looking for these two things, did Jin-san see them?" Shiraishi asked, remembering that he was shopping in a store just now, and hurriedly put up the photo in his hand.

A T-shirt and a hat.

It was originally a mission to inquire all the way, so asking him is not considered cheating.

"That store seems to have T-shirts, but I don't know about hats." Shin Seijuro thought for a while, then turned and pointed to a store.

Didn't go in, but saw it when passing by the door.

That is, his memory can remember so clearly.

"Really? Thank you, thank you Jinsang!" The five of them thanked each other repeatedly.

"Then I won't disturb your filming, goodbye." Shin Seijuro took the opportunity to say goodbye.

If it's a show like "Can I Come With You to Your House", he doesn't mind shooting it, but it's fine if it's someone else's show, not to mention that they are still in a hurry to do the task.

In the sound of thanks from the five people, he left with Hitomi Sakurai.

"Do you still want to go shopping?" Hitomi Sakurai asked.

"You decide, isn't this going shopping with you?" Jin Qingjuro said casually.

It was she who wanted to relax and bought clothes for herself just by the way.

"Then let's go shopping for a while, maybe we can meet Nana Min-chan." Sakurai Hitomi thought for a while and said.

"Okay." Shinsei Juro smiled.

It has been discovered that Hashimoto Nanamin's location is also in Harajuku, not too far away.

It was easy to find the breath of Yingnv.

However, there are surprises.

When he was about to take back his domineering aura, he suddenly sensed another aura that was much stronger than ordinary people.

There is a distance between this aura and Hashimoto Nanamin's aura. I don't know if it is the discovery of the existence of the shadow girl or some other purpose, or it simply appears in the same area.

He was going to go and have a look.

That breath was not malicious, so I didn't worry, and walked over while strolling with Hitomi Sakurai.

Jingu Mae [-]-chome.

A tea restaurant.

Nanamin Hashimoto and her teammates came here with a look of lovelessness.

All their tasks are to eat!

After more than half a day, the joy at the beginning has changed to the current resistance and boredom.

My stomach can hardly hold it anymore!
"This benefactor!" Nanamin Hashimoto took a deep breath and was about to go in when she was suddenly stopped by an old voice.

A short, skinny old monk with half-white hair came over.

In Japan, monks of many schools can drink and eat meat, get married and have children. Many temples are even family-run and passed down from generation to generation. Some young monks have become popular matchmaking partners for single women.

Nanamin Hashimoto looked left and right only to realize that the old monk was talking to him, and looked at the staff in astonishment.

The filming staff had never encountered such a situation, and ran in even though they knew they were filming.

However, considering the other party's age and occupation, the PD in charge hesitated for a while and decided to see what the other party wanted to do.

During this period, professions such as Taoist priests, monks, and priests were highly valued.

"Master, hello, what can I do?" Nanamin Hashimoto put her hands together and greeted.

She doesn't believe in Buddhism, but she understands etiquette.

The old monk in front of me is only 165cm tall, a little short, wearing a cassock, holding a bamboo hat in his hand, his complexion is dark, and his appearance is not good, but there is a special temperament in his body, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, maybe it is "Zen".

"Female benefactor, have you had restless sleep recently and often have chills?" the old monk asked straightforwardly.

The staff and several teammates all looked at Hashimoto Nanamin.

Did something strange happen to her?

If it were in the past, it would probably be treated as a joke, but not now.

"No, I slept pretty well." Hashimoto Nanamin was very afraid of this kind of supernatural horror, but this old monk couldn't even lie.

She eats well, sleeps well, where is there any disturbed sleep, frequent chills?
Hearing her words, the surrounding eyes also turned to the old monk with contempt.

The old monk's eyelids twitched slightly, and there was a flash of embarrassment in his eyes, but his eyes immediately glanced at the bracelet on Hashimoto Nanamin's wrist, and he cursed himself secretly, his brain turned rapidly, and soon he said in a deep voice: "The female donor never noticed it because of the Buddhist treasure in her hand."

The people around looked at the bracelet Nanamin Hashimoto was wearing again.

It is made of 9 pieces of wooden beads with a diameter of 20mm, and there are circles of rippling red texture in the scorched black, which does not match her slender wrist. Some teammates reminded her of this, but she never took it off. I wear it even when I sleep.

After a period of running-in, the initial jerkyness is no longer there, and it glows with a delicate and moist luster like ivory, which becomes more and more exquisite the more it looks.

Hashimoto Nanamin immediately thought of Shin Seijuro's advice when he gave him this bracelet, telling him to wear it with him, and not to take it off unless necessary.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a Buddhist treasure!
"If the poor monk is not mistaken, this string of bracelets should be made of jujube wood that has been struck by lightning for a hundred years, and carved by the hands of the master. It is strong and yang, and restrains all ghosts, so the female benefactor is not affected by yin." The old monk said. continued.

A hundred years of lightning strikes Zaomu?

Nanamin Hashimoto suddenly thought of the night she was hospitalized. In the middle of the night, a century-old jujube tree in the hospital was struck by lightning and died, and then disappeared quietly the next morning.

Coincidentally, Jin Qingjuro first went to the hospital to visit her that night, and then left temporarily... It seemed that he knew the origin of this bracelet.

However, he couldn't produce the slightest bit of contempt.

This string of bracelets, but he specially made it for himself!
I just thought that my cousin seemed very mysterious!
How did he get away with such a big jujube tree?
Monitoring can't find it either!

One pile and one abnormal event that I felt strange before flashed in my mind.

He is often very busy, but he doesn't know what he is busy with.

Could it be that he still has a hidden identity?

The words of the old monk inspired Nanamin Hashimoto's "inspiration".

"However, this kind of strong and yang thing is not suitable for women. Although it can restrain the yin energy of ghosts and ghosts now, it will also cause damage to the body of the female benefactor after a long time!" Seeing her in a trance, the old monk thought he His words worked, so he stepped up his efforts and continued to persuade.

The purpose was obvious and everyone could see it. He was eyeing Hashimoto Nanamin's bracelet.

Is it really some kind of Buddha treasure that is as strong as it is yang?

Otherwise, how could he, an old monk in his seventies or eighties, put in so much effort.

"Sorry, master, I don't sell it!" Hashimoto Nanamin naturally saw it, and refused before he could speak.

"The female benefactor may wish to listen to me." The old monk said calmly, "There are ghosts around the female benefactor. Although this Buddhist treasure can temporarily keep the female benefactor safe, it is not a long-term solution. After a long time, it will not be guaranteed." That ghost will not stare at the people around the female benefactor."

Use "people close to you" to apply pressure.

Even if you don’t care about yourself, what about the people around you?

Even if you don't care, if you refuse without hesitation, what will the people around you think of you?

When I am old, I have a deep understanding of human sophistication.

"The ghosts around the female benefactor are very powerful, and the poor monk is not an opponent, so I need to rely on the power of the Buddha treasure in the female benefactor's hand. Even so, it will consume 10 years of practice, so the poor monk wants to buy this Buddha in the female benefactor's hand Treasure." The old monk finally revealed his purpose, but it was just a foreshadowing, but it would not make people feel disgusted.

Not to mention his own loss, and he didn't intend to empty his hand to the wolf.

Nanamin Hashimoto couldn't tell whether what he said was true or not.

This string of bracelets was made by Shin Seijuro, and Shin Seijuro told her so solemnly, did he also discover something?
"What Buddha treasure? This string of bracelets?" Just when she was about to say "Think about it", the familiar voice of Jin Qingjuro suddenly came from not far away.

Just arrived.

Sakurai Hitomi stood aside to "watch the show", and Shinkijuro stepped forward.

"Oni-chan!" Nanamin Hashimoto breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he's here!
"Jin Sang!" Several other teammates also greeted him one after another.

"I was shopping here, and I just met Shiraishi Mayichi and the others." After greeting them, Shin Seijuro stood beside Hashimoto Nanamin and looked at the old monk opposite.

The aura that was much stronger than ordinary people I noticed before was this old monk.

However, it is only stronger than ordinary people.

The old monk's expression gradually became stiff.

People who didn't know thought he was overwhelmed by Shin Seijuro's tall stature, however, as a practicing monk, he felt a huge pressure rushing towards his face when Shin Seijuro walked over!

If you close your eyes, you will think that there is a moving mountain in front of you!

How could human beings have such a huge blood energy?
The kung fu he practiced is mainly based on the flesh and blood. Although he is thin and short, it is the special effect of the kung fu. Once he releases his own blood, those sumo wrestlers over 150kg will all be thrown as balls. !
However, compared with this person in front of him, he is like a firefly competing with a bright moon!

"It's the string of bracelets that Oni-chan gave me." Nanamin Hashimoto repeated what the old monk said.

"I carved this by myself. There are a few strings of slightly worse quality at home. How did they become Buddhist treasures?" Jinqing Juro looked at the old monk with a half-smile.

Everyone who had already doubted what the old monk said could not help but feel annoyed.

Be fooled!

"Maybe the poor monk was wrong." Being stared at by such a humanoid mountain, the old monk dared not refute.

"It turned out to be a liar!" Several passers-by who heard the sound muttered and left.

"Sorry for causing trouble to the benefactor." The old monk's skill in nourishing Qi was not affected at all. After apologizing, he was ready to leave.

"Go ahead, I'll go talk to the master." Shin Seijuro said to Hashimoto Nanamin and the others.

"Oh." Hashimoto Nanamin withdrew her gaze from looking at him, and responded.

I just found out today that he is so mysterious!
The old monk who was named couldn't help but stomped his feet, with a wry smile on his face.

For a moment of greed, I thought I could get a Buddhist treasure, but unexpectedly, it brought disaster to myself.

Without the intention of resisting, he obediently followed Jin Qingjuro into another tea restaurant.

Can't beat it!
Sakurai Hitomi naturally followed in, looking at the old monk with great interest.

"Haven't you asked the master's name?" After finding a quiet place, Shin Seijuro asked.

"Tsuchidajue, the owner of the Lotus Garden of the Shingon Sect." The old monk replied.

"Master, can you see ghosts?" Shin Seijuro was curious, whether he really saw the shadow girl, or whether he was just telling a lie to deceive the bracelet.

"No, but I can feel it." Tsuchida Kaku's eyes lit up and he replied, "There is indeed a ghostly spirit next to the female donor, and it is no longer an ordinary ghost level!"

If the person in front of him has a strong body and blood but doesn't know how to catch ghosts, wouldn't it be possible for him to obtain that Buddha treasure?
No, there’s more than one, he just said there are several more at home!

Willows and flowers brighten another village!
"I know, the evil spirit I caught was her bodyguard." However, with a word from Shin Seijuro, he immediately extinguished his little thoughts.

Tsuchida Kaku's expression suddenly froze, and he forced a smile.

"I see."

(End of this chapter)