I Raised a God in Tokyo

How does this make you calm down?

After nearly ten years of cultivation, Han Chuan Lan felt that his heart was messed up for the first time.

"I'll contact you later, Baimu-kun, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to turn off the gas in the temple, farewell!" She pretended to say goodbye calmly and fled the scene dragging her meditation staff.

Baimu Jun waved goodbye naturally.

When the police car was far away, he put down his hand and shoved it into his pocket impatiently.

Weighed the weight of 50 yen with two fingers.

I couldn't help taking a breath.

hiss--

Good portion, very satisfying.

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

Yuchuan-san, really my lucky star!

Leaving the police station, Shiragi Jun did not go back directly, but asked the police officer to send him to a convenience store near the shrine.

After buying the deity's offerings for the next week, I returned to the shrine with a large bag and a small bag.

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

Haven't the gods slept yet?

Bai Mujun gently pushed open the hall door.

In the main hall, the deity was wearing a light green kapi beast nightgown, hugging his knees, squatting in front of the TV, his eyes reddened.

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

The wind and snow swayed, and the Akita dog became weaker and weaker, and the tears of the gods also swirled in the eyes.

Touching the scene and feeling love, I am a lonely family, and I am here waiting for people to return

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

With tears in his eyes, the god shook his head firmly.

She firmly believed that Priest Shiroki would come back!

because because

Because Newton said that priests cannot leave the gods casually!

"Lord God, it's time to rest."

A familiar voice came, recalling the wandering thoughts of the gods.

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

Forgot to pause the movie for a while, and it flashed like a light, holding Bai Mujun's arm and looking at his face with tears in his eyes.

Thousands of words turned into one word.

"Hey!"

Seeing the god's tearful appearance, Bai Mujun could only comfortably pat the god's head and talk a little about what happened tonight.

Knowing that Bai Mujun was going to get rid of it again tonight, the gods stopped the tears, shook Bai Mujun's arm vigorously, and blamed him.

"Why don't you talk to this god, and rush to get rid of it yourself, just have some mana, what if you don't have enough? You will die!"

Bai Mujun smiled helplessly.

Are you that weak?

Sure enough, even if he had nearly [-] mana points, in the eyes of the gods, he was still as immature as a child, not worth mentioning.

"Promise this god, 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, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of doubt appeared on her face.

"Priest Baimu, why do you smell fragrant?"

fragrance?

Bai Mujun glanced at the gods suspiciously.

How could there be any scent on him.

Could it be

Is it the taste of that 50 yen?

Chapter 15 Seal Guard Production Plan

The next day, the sun rises.

In the main hall, the gods folded their legs and lay on the bedding.

Eating the potato chips that Bai Mujun bought yesterday, holding the remote control in the other, he is chasing the new show.

In his spare time, he occasionally glanced at His Highness Bai Mujun.

As usual, Bai Mu Jun, who has developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, also came to the main hall early to hang up.

At this moment, he is concentrating on polishing the small yellow wooden sign on the table.

Twist, pinch, and toss.

Of course, Shiragi Jun was not playing.

These wooden plaques are engraved with the seal of Tenshu Shrine, which are objects of blessing to be placed in the imperial guard.

That's right, he's currently working on Seal Keeper.

Bai Mujun picked up one of the wooden signs and watched.

But he didn't make a move.

According to his assumption, the seal guards should be filled with incantations to pray for the host's good luck.

But when you think about it, it's not that simple.

There are many things to consider.

For example, in case the effectiveness of the seal guard is too strong, causing the host to be unable to control, too jumping too much

What if you get beaten up?

If this kind of thing happened, Bai Mujun felt that he also had a certain responsibility.

It's not a good thing, but it's something to consider.

Are you prepared!

He thought about it for a while, and then happily decided to add a little bit of incantation to the seal guard to wish the host a speedy recovery.

It doesn't matter if you get beaten, it's okay!

Now that the healing spells have been added, the health spells are also included.

Take a beating and get stronger once, and your body will be great!

So many have been added, so you can add a little bit of the rest as appropriate.

Traffic safety, academic success, love wishes

Uh, love prayers are fine.

Don't interfere with people's learning.

In the hall, the gods peeped at Baimu Jun, who was sitting at the table and immersed in thought, secretly happy.

stumped!

Although it doesn't take much effort to make a gong

But the most crucial step is to pray for Yushu!

Only the imperial guards who have prayed can be infected with the breath of gods and can be effective!

And when you pray to Yushu, you have to consume mana.

Judging from the mana she sent to Priest Baimu, it would almost be enough to pray for one or two.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the white wood priest will come over with a collapsed face and beg him to replenish his mana.

Hum, this god is so important!

The god raised his chin proudly.

Your Highness, Baimu Jun, who had an idea, picked up the first wooden card with great interest, injected a little mana, and then put it into the bag.

The god blinked.

Yeah, not bad.

It turned out to be a good fortune guardian.

but

Hum, your remaining mana is like a candle in the wind!

Without waiting for the gods to react, Bai Mujun immediately inserted the second wooden sign.

Then insert the third and fourth

Hand speed is getting faster.

The Gomori bag swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Knock on the sack!

The gods stared blankly at Bai Mujun, subconsciously wanting to stop it.

There are so many that can't be put in!

Take it out now!

But she didn't have time to speak out, and the progress of Shiroki Jun's production of the imperial guard was nearing completion.He took a red rope and tied a knot to the bulging Yushu.