Tomo-sama's Rescue Plan - Hell Chapter

I never thought that one day I would really be able to walk on the road of the world with him.

The early cherry blossoms in the mountains are about to bloom, the sky is not yet bright, the air is still very cool, the breeze brings the smell of various plants and flowers, a winding path passes through the steep cliffs and the crystal-clear and rushing stream between the rocks , extending to the mountainside, where a quaint building immersed in the night can be vaguely seen.

"The mountain is too high. Fortunately, I didn't bring my bicycle, otherwise the wheels would probably be broken."

"As expected of Xiaoran, did she adapt to human life so quickly? But that kind of thing doesn't sound very useful, does it?"

"It's very fun. On weekends, you can ride your bike to the Sumida River to bask in the sun. People in the city do this. I can also make snacks, from cream cakes to scones. In the cherry blossom viewing season, the cherry blossoms by the river There are picnickers under the tree, and each family eats different food. Hey, do you know what is the most popular food in the city recently? It’s fried pork cutlet and curry rice, and ramen is also good. I’ll try soba noodles I tasted it once, and it didn’t taste too good.”

This time it became me talking and he listening.I can't wait to tell him all the novel experiences of this year.

"I went to Asakusa and saw the tram, but I didn't get on it because there were too many people going to work. By the way, the Imperial Theater has Western operas lined up. It's a new troupe called Takarazuka. It's said to be super popular!"

"Eh? Sounds so interesting!" Ghost slightly opened his eyes wide, "I'll go next time."

"Okay, I'll take Mrs. Tong Mo to drink coffee. But I'm still not used to the taste of that, English black tea is not bad. Also, my boss recently bought a phonograph..."

While talking, he had already reached the gate of the temple. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary temple. The ebony sign had the ancient Chinese characters "Jile Temple".

Isn't this place... really a haunted house?

However, the sound of someone talking came from inside the gate, and the voice was not small.

Tong Mo pushed the door open a crack without making a sound, and looked inside.

There were several people standing in the yard, all dressed in white, surrounding a man.The leader was a serious-looking bald head, who was scolding the other party sharply.

"Takahashi, tell everyone the truth, is this the first time you have stolen something from the temple? Is it the third time I caught you? And this is something from the master's room, right? You are so brave , dare to steal something from the leader?"

The man who was being scolded was wearing an ordinary kimono, and seemed to be holding a box in his arms, but he said unconvinced: "The leader has been missing for more than a year, right? Didn't the group of people who came here before say that the leader is not at all It's not a human, it's a man-eating ghost! Are you pretending to be stupid, Yamada, or are you really stupid? Do you have no idea where Kazuko and the others have gone?"

"Shut up! You believe the nonsense of the unknown person, and you still use it to slander the leader, it is really unforgivable! At the beginning, it was you who said that your family members were gone, and you were seriously ill, and you really couldn't survive. You just came here to ask the leader to take you in, is this how you repay the kindness of the gods?"

The man sneered and said: "Shantian, you don't have to pretend to be a good person in front of me. Your family has been serving that monster for generations. I heard that it has been a hundred years, right? You can understand how much benefit you got in the middle! I just took what I deserved. You have almost spent all the money in your account this year, right? Your leader is not coming back. In my opinion, everyone should divide the remaining things in the church and find their own way. "

The bald head's expression turned gloomy in an instant: "The money in the account is for everyone to buy rice and see a doctor and buy medicine. If you don't believe me, you can check it. But you use such vicious words to blaspheme the gods, don't even think about going anywhere today!"

"Eh? What are you guys arguing about?"

With an amiable smile on his face, Tong Mo pushed open the door and walked in as if nothing had happened.

All the people in the yard froze in place, and the bald man named Yamada had red eyes and knelt on the ground.

"My lord, you are back..."

"My lord."

"My lord."

……

...Don't be so exaggerated, this kneeling method is like worshiping a god.

"Thank you everyone, get up."

The leader said in a gentle and steady voice.

"Believers should be friendly to each other, don't argue. Yamada, Takahashi, you two come with me to the scripture hall. The rest of you should prepare for morning class."

He glanced at me with a half-smile: "Xiao Ran, come with me too."

Eh?no?Do you have to work when you come in?

I knelt and sat in the sandalwood-burning sutra hall with a little anxiety, looking at the rows of copper bells under the eaves, the countless white banners with the word "Bliss" written on it, and the lifelike lotus flowers on the paper door. Only then did I realize that this Kek Lok Si Temple really exists.

Outside the door is a spacious outer hall, with rows of tassels and brocade-trimmed bamboo curtains hanging down, square paulownia pillars supporting a roof painted with golden lacquer and lotus patterns, and the corridor floor is paved with expensive ebony , Wiped spotlessly, it seems that these believers have really tried their best to maintain the operation of this monastery during the year Tong Mo left.

Whether human belief is a foolish act or the most powerful thing in the world, I have never been able to understand.

The only thing that is understandable is...

This ghost is really rich!

During the year I worked in the coffee shop, I also gradually learned about human income and prices in the market.Although a temple of this size cannot compare with those official temples of the government, the cost of maintaining its daily operation is quite considerable.

Not to mention the daily expenses of the religious order and the living expenses of the resident believers, the repair and daily maintenance of this century-old building alone is a huge sum of money. If there is no temple property, it means that there are a large number of worshipers. Just look at the Arakawa Shrine.

My thoughts were pulled back by the man kneeling on the ground crying bitterly.

A man named Takahashi narrated with snot and tears how he took care of the old and weak in the church this year, how he dealt with the government, how difficult it was for him, and how he was pushed out by others because he offended Yamada. Just not a word about stealing.

Tong Mo changed into a black robe and a Pilu hat, and listened with a smile on his face, and from time to time he said a few words of comfort:

"It's really not easy, Takahashi-kun, your devotion to the gods is visible."

This is called "professionalization" - I recently learned such a word, and I feel that it is especially suitable for this ghost.

It means what kind of work looks like what kind of work.To act like a leader, to act like a leader, to be a leader, to look like a leader, never to be muddled, Mr. Tong Mo is a role model for a professional!

It's been a long time since I saw him wearing this outfit, and I almost forgot his status as a magic stick...It's a bit uncomfortable to be so gentle and amiable suddenly...

So I couldn't help but try to remind him with intra-brain communication:

——"This person stole your things at least seven or eight times, and there is a special place outside to sell stolen goods."

——"Ah, is it? I thought it was only five or six times at most."

——"Absolutely seven or eight times. And he recruited the ghost killing team before. He went to the pawnshop to sell the jewelry of the female believer who was eaten by you. The bloody smell on it attracted the attention of the ghost hunter in charge of this piece. , brought someone here."

——"Well, human beings are really troublesome. Why don't Xiaoran come and ask him?"

——"Ah? I don't want it! I can't hide from this kind of scoundrel. Who knew that the situation in your sect is so complicated!"

——"That's why I'm boring." The ghost replied innocently, "It's not that someone wants to be the leader of this sect. Who told me to be a kind person."

I rolled my eyes silently in my heart.

——"Then I can only be that unkind person."

"I'm sorry, my lord, can I ask a question?"

I bowed slightly to him.

"Okay." The leader said with a smile.

I stood up and went to sit down in front of the man, smiled and said:

"Mr. Takahashi, you are planning to sell your things to the pawn shop in Nihonbashi this time, right? The name of the pawn shop is 'Chino Pawn Shop'?"

The man's face turned pale.

"You, you inexplicable woman, what nonsense are you talking about? My lord, she slandered me!"

"Mr. Takahashi, this lady is my new maid, not some 'inexplicable woman'."

Tong Mo said unhurriedly: "Besides, one of the teachings of our Wan Shi Bliss Sect is to be gentle and polite to others, have you forgotten?"

The man obviously didn't dare to contradict him, so he could only stare at me viciously.

So I smiled at him and went on:

"It was also this pawnshop last time. What did you sell?"

"No, nothing like that! You..."

"It's a jade Buddha statue, about this tall?" I made a gesture, "You're very happy that it sold for 1000 yuan. You didn't expect it to be so valuable, did you? My God, you can do such a blasphemous thing." ?”

"It's so pitiful, Takahashi-kun, this kind of behavior cannot be redeemed by the gods." The leader shed tears at the right time, "I really feel sorry for you."

The man trembled all over his body, and stammered, "How did you...you...I...I didn't..."

I moved a little closer to him: "It's all right, but why do you steal jewelry from female believers to sell? You met a man wearing haori in a pawn shop, and he asked you where it came from. Do you want to buy it?" You lied to him that it was passed down from your family, but that person didn’t believe it, and forced you to ask, you were scared when you saw that he had a knife on his waist, so he changed his mind and told them the location of Kek Le Temple, right?”

"It turned out to be you! Takahashi!" Yamada yelled angrily, "You attracted those people! My lord, if a dozen of us hadn't tried our best to stop them, those people would have broken in! Everyone was terrified! I frightened them and said that I would report it to the MPs we knew, and those strange people left. Even so, many believers were scared away!"

"Well done, Mr. Yamada." I said sincerely, "The next time you encounter such rude people, you must report not only to the congressman, but also to the newspaper. The newspapers would be more than happy to publish such acts of violence."

"As for you, Mr. Takahashi." I moved closer, "When you were in the yard earlier, you were still thinking about forgetting this time, and asking those people to come again when you enter the city in a few days, so you can take advantage of the chaos. Take more things and fly away completely, right? You left the other party's communication method under the tatami in your room?"

The man named Takahashi was completely paralyzed on the ground, his face pale.

"Who the hell are you?" His teeth were chattering, "How did you know?"

I sighed.

"Mr. Takahashi, the leader is the son of the gods. He has known all these things for a long time. It's just that the leader has always been merciful and tolerant, and he won't care about these small things with the believers. But don't you think that your actions can Have you escaped the eyes of the gods?"

"Lord Hierarch! It's the villain's fault!" The man seemed to have completely collapsed, and began to kowtow on the ground, "I shouldn't blaspheme the gods, I shouldn't slander the Hierarch! God please forgive my sins!"

"Alas..." Tong Mo pretended to wipe away his tears, "You have to repent in front of the believers. Because of your selfishness, many believers lost their confidence and stayed away from the salvation of the gods. They will not be able to go to bliss in the future World, this is a great sin for delaying everyone's cultivation."

"Master Hierarch is really merciful." I smiled, "Then please ask Mr. Takahashi to go to the courtyard and confess all his sins in public."

...What are these things called!

While listening to the man crying and weeping in the yard, I was bored watching Yamada bring a large stack of thick ledgers——

Start reporting to the leader.

Why didn't I know that there are so many trivial things in the daily life of the Bliss Sect!

Aren't these people Tong Mo's food reserves?Why do you even have to keep an account of how much rice and dried bonito are used in the temple every month?

Let me just say that this is a preoccupied ghost!

Master Wu Mi, do you know?In fact, you have no intention of finding any flowers for your Winding II!In fact, working with you is considered a part-time job in your spare time!

The man named Yamada was still babbling:

"It's because the money from our temple has not been recovered this year. The price of rice has been rising, but the profits of those rice shops have not been handed over, so..."

I guess Tong Mo was a bit bored listening to it, so he asked while flipping through the ledger:

"Aren't Miss Hezi responsible for these things before?"

"My lord... Hezi was sent to bliss by you a year ago."

Yamada replied respectfully.

I almost spit the tea out of my mouth.

Hahaha!Who says there is no retribution? !This is called retribution, Master Tong Mo!

However, Master Tong Mo didn't understand what embarrassment was, so he only heard him say slowly:

"In this case, I will hand over all the accounts of the teaching to Xiaoran. Yamada, tell her all the situation. I have something to do, so I will go back to my room first."

I stared dumbfounded at the ghost, blinked at me, and then fled away confidently.

Oh, it's dawn.

So I had no choice but to resist the urge to smash the table, and bowed to the bald man in a polite manner.

"My surname is Arakawa, Mr. Yamada, please take care of me."

Thanks to working in the cafe for a year and managing the accounts for half a year, Yamada and I tossed and tossed until evening to sort out the things on the stack of accounts.

"So there are still a few shops that haven't paid their accounts?" I asked.

Yamada took out a map of Tokyo Prefecture and pointed me to a certain street on it.

"Miss Arakawa, it's Kagurazaka's store."

"Which ones are they?"

"Ah, actually...all the shops on this street are."

I was so scared that I dropped my pen.

"That... would you please say it again?"

"You may not understand that it was written in the diary of my ancestors that as early as the end of the Bakumura, a businessman in the paper and cotton business donated several shops in Kagurazaka to the Bliss Sect. I hope the leader will bless him After his death, he went to the Pure Land of Bliss, which was still Huajie at that time. Later, relying on the blessing of the gods, the religious order gradually bought the ownership of other shops on the street, and now the entire street is owned by the Bliss Sect.”

Yamada still said respectfully, "I'll leave this to you, Ms. Arakawa."

"...Wait, so you know how many years the leader...has lived?"

Now Yamada showed an extremely pious expression.

"My family has served as the guardian of the Bliss Sect for generations. The leader is the real son of the gods. We all know this. Please don't believe those blasphemous remarks. With all due respect, I am lucky enough to meet the gods in the world It is your blessing to serve you around."

"........."

I admit I was stunned.

I underestimated the power of human belief.

However, it is worth reflecting on, as a real god, why am I not as good as a ghost? ? ?