I Raised a God in Tokyo

Kind of familiar.

Feeling Shiragi Jun's eyes, Han Chuan Lan explained seriously.

"Bai Mu-kun, according to the regulations, a notice must be issued on the Elimination Alliance before the removal of the spirit."

With a certain expression, she used strength in her hand, and slammed her Zen staff down, inserting the end into the ground.

Immediately, he took out a corner of the paper bag from his arms, poured out some dark gray powder from it, and sprinkled it along the sides of the road.

While sprinkling, explain to Bai Mujun.

"This is a special expelling incense made by this temple. After the expelling incense is burned in front of the Buddhist hall, the incense ashes will be collected. The magic circle under the incense ashes can prevent ordinary people from approaching, and can also appease evil spirits and prevent them from escaping. , is somewhat similar to your Shinto enchantment."

For more than half an hour, Han Chuan Lan was busy back and forth. After spreading the incense ashes, he drew a square border outside, and then announced the completion.

She then pulled up her meditation stick, stood alone in front of the incense ashes, facing the road, closed her palms silently, and began to recite the scriptures.

Originally, Bai Mujun thought that it would be over after reading for a while.

But after more than an hour, Han Chuan Lan did not intend to end.

Bai Mujun was tired from standing, so he simply found a road stake and squatted down on the side of the road.

Dragging his chin, he looked at Yu Chuan Lan's focused expression who was chanting scriptures, and knew that the latter had no plans to eat at all.

Oops, miscalculated.

Bai Mujun patted his head in remorse, then took out his mobile phone and wanted to order takeout.

But after looking around, I found that there is no suitable single meal nearby.

And the delivery fee of neon is terrifyingly high.

There was no other way, Bai Mujun could only spend time here with Yuchuan Lan first.

When I was bored, I turned on the music and music that came with my phone, and listened to what Han Chuan Lan was reciting.

Soon, it was midnight.

Han Chuan Lan, who had been reciting Buddhist scriptures for several hours in a row, but was still tireless, suddenly moved the corner of his eyes.

Under the street lamp not far away, a hand slowly stretched out from the shadows, clenching the guardrail of the highway.

Then a man climbed to the side of the road.

The employee's uniform had a big hole in the sleeve and a broken trouser leg. He stepped on the road with his bare feet and stumbled over.

Sometimes he stopped and looked at his hands in confusion, as if he had lost something.

His expression was ferocious, and the corners of his mouth were crooked, looking very terrifying.

It seemed to be filled with extremely resentful and extremely vicious curses.

I'm coming!

For the first time, Bai Mujun felt a sense of relief in his heart when he faced the supernatural.

He ran his mana, looked at the man who was wandering in the distance, and observed the Yin Qi in the latter's body.

The more I looked, the more relieved I became.

Originally, after hearing what Han Chuan Lan said, he was also a little worried about what kind of tricky and powerful ghost it might be.

But the fierce spirit in front of him is obviously far from that.

Isn't this little ghost gone with a slap?

At the moment when the evil spirit appeared, Yuchuan Lan in front of her also moved. She moved cautiously, moved to the opposite side, and then steadied her position.

Looking at Yuchuan Lan, Bai Mujun couldn't help urging in his heart.

What is this going to do, go up and give it a slap!

However, Han Chuan Lan looked like a big enemy.

She held the meditation stick in front of her, cautiously defending, and the speed of the Buddhist scriptures recited in her mouth accelerated a bit.

In the distance, as Han Chuan Lan recited, the man's emotions seemed to be drawn, and he began to talk on his own.

"It's time to deliver the goods, you must deliver the goods to the store, otherwise wages will be deducted"

"But what about the car, what about my car?"

"Which bastard stole my car?"

He turned his head, ignoring Shiroki Jun on the side of the road, and instead looked towards Yuchuan Lan, his bulging eyeballs red.

"Did you steal my car?"

While speaking, more and more yin qi gradually radiated from his body, and even his body swelled a bit.

Bai Mujun clearly felt that the yin qi in the man's body instantly increased several times because of this fierce thought.

Is this the evil spirit?

Don't mess with me, the kind I'm super fierce?

While Baimu Jun was thinking, the fierce spirit had already noticed the abnormality here, and began to try to get out of the range of incense ash thrown by Han Chuan Lan.

Aware of the intentions of the fierce spirit, Han Chuan Lan's tone of chanting Buddhist scriptures changed.

It is no longer so peaceful, but has become solemn and grand, incomparably sacred.

Before Fierce Nianling could react, she grabbed the Zen stick in both hands and waved it violently.

"Princess, let's coax! Get up!"

On the road, the surface layer of incense ash scattered on the road lights up at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, a grand "Swastika" character wrapped around the golden light, blooming on the road, attracting attention.

The Buddha's light was brilliant, and several purple-golden Buddha ropes flew out of it, to restrain the actions of the evil spirits.

Shiroki Jun's eyes lit up.

Is this the transcendence of Buddhism?

It's kind of like being tied up.

No wonder Leiming Temple charges so much for removing spirits.

It turns out that Chu Ling also comes with movie viewing benefits!

On the other hand, look at yourself and get rid of it

The ghosts rushed towards him aggressively, and he often just swung it out with one punch and one palm. Before he had time to show his true heritage, Fang Fang hadtily exited the stage.

Just like a game break.

Baimu Jun felt that he had finally discovered the problem.

Are these ghosts

Are you playing me?

Can't see this priest earn more?

In the arena, Han Chuan Lan and the fierce spirit enemy and I are coming and going, and the Buddha light in his hand is often bombarded with the yin qi that strikes, turning into bright spots of light that dissipate in the sky, and every move is very eye-catching.

I saw Yuchuan Lan's Zen Staff slammed violently, and a beam of Buddha light shrouded his head.

Within the Buddha's light, Fierce Mind was struggling frantically.

The arms turned into thick black bone claws, and they slashed above the clumps of Buddha lights, and the Buddha lights collapsed.

Seeing that he couldn't make a strong attack, Han Chuan Lan was obviously also experienced.

She quickly put down her meditation stick and changed her attack method.

Freeing up his hands, he kept changing the seals in his hands.

As the seals were cast one by one, Fo Guang was no longer confrontational, but dexterously around the Fierce Nianling so that he would not suffer any losses.

The strength of the Fierce Mind is somewhat beyond Yuchuan Lan's imagination, and in the face of the Fierce Mind's attack, tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

But he still gritted his teeth and recited the Buddhist scriptures.

Every time the Buddha's light was scattered, it would turn into many tiny golden bowls and smash it. Every time it hit a spot, a small hole would be punched out of its body, and the opponent would roar again and again.

In this tug-of-war, Han Chuan Arashi gradually gained the upper hand.

The yin qi in Xian Nianling's body gradually weakened, as if his body had been hollowed out, and it gradually became weaker.

Its movements slowed down, and the counterattacks were resolved by the Buddha's light one after another, and it was overwhelmed on the ground, unable to move, and could only let out an unwilling roar.

Steady, steady!

I don't know how to lose!

The onlookers, Bai Mujun, were ready to applaud and celebrate.

Seeing this scene, Han Chuan Lan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was a bit difficult, it was still safe.

She switched to the transcendental scriptures to enter the final closing stage.

Looking at the fierce spirit lying on the ground, he said softly

"Donor, let go of your obsessions and go to the Western Paradise."

The ferocious spirit that had been stably restrained by Yukawa Arashi suddenly raised his head.

It looked hideous, and its fingernails made several deep marks on the neat asphalt road.

"You mean Western Paradise Bliss?"

"Hey hey hey, how can there be any bliss in this world?"

"I only know that I am the driver"

"I want to drive!!!"

Chapter 20 Crescent Palm·Remote

The hearts of ghosts are often filled with fragmented and bizarre memory fragments.

Some were left behind during his lifetime, and some were experienced after becoming ghosts.