I Raised a God in Tokyo

Thanks to a certain TV show, if people in Tokyo were asked about their impression of Itabashi District, many people would answer something like "the countryside where radishes grow".

Jun Baimu swiped his card and walked out of the exit of Yingtai subway station in Banqiao District, waiting at the appointed place.

Taking advantage of the waiting opportunity, he continued to deduce the ghostly steps in his mind.

Now the poses in my mind are greatly simplified, only 640 and eight are left, and the amount of exercise is equivalent to a set of radio gymnastics.

But there is a problem.

As the derivation progresses, the strange poses gradually increase.

This made Bai Mu Jun a little worried.

You must know that in the future, you will be the character of a great priest, and you must not be eliminated by some shameful gestures.

So Bai Mujun took advantage of the free time of waiting for others to review the posture in his mind.

The next subway passed by, and after a while, Han Chuan Lan walked over at a brisk pace.

Holding the gilded Zen staff of that day in his hand, the cassock is already there, still attracting the attention of passers-by.

She saw Bai Mu Jun thinking at a glance.

Han Chuan Lan smiled slightly.

Bai Mu-kun was in a daze again.

Then he walked behind Bai Mujun, intending to reach out to say hello.

But I heard Bai Mujun muttering to himself.

"This posture is not good, I'm afraid I can't stand it."

"This pose is okay."

"Will it be tiring?"

"It's too late, it seems that I won't be able to use it tonight."

Hearing these words, Han Chuan Lan's expression behind him gradually solidified.

What are the words of tigers and wolves that Baimu-jun is talking about?

She vaguely felt something was wrong.

But on second thought.

He had just been instructed by the abbot just now, so he could face Baimu-Jun with a normal heart.

It's rare to have this state of mind, but it can't be destroyed by your own cranky thoughts.

Thinking of this, Han Chuan Lan clenched her fist and put it to her mouth, coughing lightly.

"Bai Mu-kun, good evening."

"Oh, Yuchuan-san, long time no see." Baimu Jun turned his head and smiled gently.

This warm smile made Han Chuan Lan feel relieved.

Right, Shiragi-kun is the priest of the shrine, how could he have such a dirty idea?

You must have heard it wrong just now!

"Why is Baimu-kun standing here in a daze, are you thinking about killing the spirit tonight?" Yu Chuanlan looked at Baimu-jun with expectant eyes.

Bai Mujun replied with a smile.

"That's not it."

"I was thinking of you just now"

Hagawa Arashi: !

"Okay, Bai Mujun stop thinking nonsense!" She waved her hand decisively, preventing Bai Mujun from going on.

Pretty face flushed, and the beads on her wrists trembled slightly.

"It's still important to remove the spirit first!"

After saying that, he walked away.

Bai Mujun was a little puzzled.

I really thought a little about it just now, why didn't Han Chuan arrive yet, was the subway traffic jammed?

Why is it just cranky?

He shook his head and quickly followed.

The two immediately walked out of the subway entrance and walked along the street towards the target's sanctuary.

Soon, they came to a road.

The road is in good condition, but there are few traffic.

Taking this opportunity, Han Chuan Lan and Shiroki Jun shared the information in their hands.

Six months ago, there was a car accident on this road.

A truck carrying seafood, due to fatigue driving, ran off the road when turning a corner and fell into a ravine beside the road. The driver died on the spot.

At that time, this section of the road was also criticized by the public due to its improper design. It was temporarily closed for a period of time, and it was not reopened until a guardrail was installed on the right side.

But after that, strange things happened frequently.

According to the driver who drove through this section in the middle of the night, looking at the reflector on the side of the road when turning at the foot of the mountain, he could see a figure standing on the opposite side of the fence, but it disappeared after turning the corner.

Just when the driver suspects that he is dazzled, the next second, there will be a fierce knocking sound outside the car, as if someone is trying to open the door from the outside.

Many drivers were frightened, causing the vehicle to lose control and crash into the guardrail, but fortunately no one was injured.

As a result, nearby drivers are very afraid of this road, seeing it as a cursed road.

"Shiragi-kun, I guess that black shadow is the murderous spirit of the driver who died unexpectedly that day. This kind of spirit is very harmful, and it is best to get rid of it before no one is injured." Yu Chuan Lan analyzed from the side. .

As soon as he mentioned something related to the removal of spirits, Han Chuan Lan's expression became very serious.

Bai Mujun nodded.

"This time, I'll take the lead. Baimu-kun, you can watch it on the side and help me when it's critical."

Yuchuan Lan paused, looked at Shiroki Jun's surprised expression, and asked thoughtfully.

"Is there any problem? It can be said."

This

Bai Mujun hesitated for a while, but didn't say anything after all.

There is indeed a very important question before us.

How do you eat dinner?

Gathering at [-] o'clock in the evening, the spirit was removed without eating. This was unexpected by Bai Mujun.

Make money and cherish your body!

Han Chuan Lan was taken aback by the look on Shiroki Jun's hesitant expression.

There was a warm current in my heart.

Shiragi-kun

I am afraid that she is worried that she is not strong enough and injured in the overrun.

But she didn't say it for fear of hurting her self-esteem.

What a considerate tenderness.

Although moved, she still insisted.

"Bai Mu-kun, please rest assured and leave it to me."

"Let me show you how our Buddhists transcend the supernatural."

Chapter 19 Who Stole My Car

Buddhist transcendence?

Sounds like cool.

Bai Mujun was intrigued.

He also wanted to see with his own eyes how Yuchuan Lan was supernatural.

"If that's the case, I'll leave the extermination to Yuchuan-sang this time. I'll cheer you on by the side." Bai Mujun responded immediately.

"Yeah." Yukawa Lan nodded happily.

"By the way, Baimu-kun, can we divide the spirit removal value obtained this time into [-]-[-]?"

No need to work, just get money?

And such good things?

"No problem." Bai Mujun has always been very good at talking about this kind of thing.

Facing Shiroki Jun's cheer, Han Chuan Lan hesitated for a while.

After a while, he said in a low voice.

"Baimu-kun, the removal of spirits means a lot to me. If you don't need it, can you?"

Bai Mujun waved his hand righteously: "Yuchuan-sang, if you need it, just take it. I'm not interested in the mere spiritual value."

Rather, please be sure to drop it in cash.

"Thank you." Yuchuan Lan said sincerely, then took out his mobile phone, his expression gradually serious.

"Then, let's begin."

She slid her finger up from the screen, and a confident old voice sounded from the phone.

"The supernatural here, Kuonuo Leiming Temple!"

Shiragi Jun looked at Han Chuan Lan in surprise.

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