Tomo-sama's Rescue Plan - Hell Chapter

So while taking care of the daily affairs of the Bliss Church, I began to ask Paul to help me make appointments with officials and congressmen he knew, and I would take the invitation cards to visit one by one. Of course, the other party would be surprised to see that the visitor was a woman. , even showing a look of contempt, an impressive meeting ceremony played a key role at this time, after all, no matter what time, human beings like money.

Master Tong Mo is quite generous in this respect, no, it is not so much generosity, it is better to say that he has lived for 200 years and has no idea about the specific amount of money.For this reason, I sincerely thank each generation of Mr. Yamada's family guardians and the good bookkeeping habits handed down by the former maids. If it weren't for them, no one would know where the smart and kind leader can spend the money.

"A gift? It's just a trivial matter. Let Yamada take you to the storeroom in the temple to pick it out. Speaking of which, Master Wu Mi didn't allow my church to be too eye-catching, so I haven't dealt with those people for a long time."

Tong Mo had just finished his morning class in the monastery, and came out of the scripture hall wearing a robe and holding scriptures. He looked like a very competent son of a god, but the next sentence revealed his true nature.

"Hey, what is Xiaoran going to do in the afternoon? She also wants to go together~"

I thought for a while, "I want to have lunch with Senator Tanaka with Paul. In the afternoon, why don't Mr. Yamada come back to pick you up and we go to Arakawa to enjoy the cherry blossoms? I heard that the double cherry blossoms bloom very well this year."

"Okay! Then it's decided~"

As long as it is something to join in the fun, this ghost will not refuse anyone.

So under the guidance of Mr. Yamada, I walked into an inconspicuous side hall behind the Kek Lok Si Temple. After opening the simple wooden door, I froze in place.

"Is this all...from the Edo period?"

Mr. Yamada bowed his head and said respectfully: "Yes, the leader is merciful and misses every one of his believers. Therefore, the gifts offered by the believers for a hundred years are well preserved here and accept the blessing of the son of the gods. Please Miss Arakawa Pass on your lord's compassion to that congressman."

...It is obvious that he was tired of playing and threw it here, even he forgot about it.

Passing over a row of wooden shelves full of scriptures, calligraphy and paintings, I walked towards the half-person-high bronze ebony tanju standing in the corner, and opened a layer at random, and found that it was full of small things like lacquer boxes, but each piece was unique. It is extremely exquisite. I picked up a Makie mirror with arabesque pattern, the lacquer color on it was still shining golden, and it seemed that real gold powder was used. Cage, I just feel blinded by being shaken, and I don’t know which one to choose for a while.

Open the next layer, there are rosary beads inside, with white clam, vermilion coral and colorful glass sandwiched between ebony or crystal beads, shining like the eyes of that ghost even in a dark room light.

Another layer was opened, and this time there were tea sets and incense burners, both of which were exquisitely crafted. I don’t know which famous master in Kyoto made them. There was actually a gold-plated sterling silver incense burner from the six families of Qin and Tibet mixed in. The top cover was hollowed out with chrysanthemum patterns. A rare treasure even among the great masters of the shogunate.

I silently closed the drawer and took a deep breath.

The smell of money is really fragrant.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, this ghost's wealth luck seems to be twice as much as his blood ghost talent...

This was confirmed again in subsequent visits.

Although Mr. Tanaka was polite in front of foreigners, he obviously didn't want to talk to me, until I opened the brocade box I brought, and a Qibao burning incense jar was revealed inside.

"This, this is..."

I thought he thought it was too expensive to accept, so I smiled and said:

"You don't have to be polite, it's just a little thought from our Kek Lok Si."

He reached out and carefully picked up the incense jar. After looking around, his tone suddenly became serious:

"That's right, that's exactly what my grandmother got as a dowry."

???

That's embarrassing.What kind of unlucky coincidence is it that something sent to someone else is delivered to the owner himself?

Just thinking about some reason to prevaricate, I heard him say: "That god...is he still alive?"

I immediately realized the key, so I said quickly, "Of course, the leader will guide every one of his believers in eternity."

"It's such a wonderful fate, it's God's blessing..." Senator Tanaka wiped his eyes, "My grandmother married from Kyoto to Edo, and she was very depressed because she couldn't get along with her grandfather's family who was born in the samurai family. When I met a real god, the god not only comforted my grandmother and gave her the courage to live, but also gave advice on the family business. My grandfather had to acknowledge the power of the gods. In order to thank the gods for the gift, my grandmother dedicated one of the two incense jars that she married to the temple where the gods were. But that temple was extremely difficult to find. After my grandmother passed away, we I will never be lucky enough to go there again.”

"I'm going to participate in the party election in the near future, and I'm at a time when I'm indecisive. This coincidence must be the will of my ancestors. Please, Ms. Arakawa, please help me arrange the opportunity to go to the temple to meet the gods, please!"

The bewildered Paul and I were sent out by the senator with great gratitude. The other party not only confiscated the gift, but also asked someone to send us a snack, and insisted on sending us back to the cafe.

Sitting in the car, the foreigner finally couldn't help asking:

"Miss Arakawa, although I have been in Japan for a few years, I am still very confused about the religion here... Can you tell me about the god that His Excellency Tanaka mentioned?"

I could only roughly tell him the story of the Son of God of the Bliss Sect, but he frowned after hearing it.

"Miss Arakawa, it may be a bit offensive, but in my country, this kind of belief is called heresy. You must know that there is only one Son of God in the world, that is, Jesus, the Son of God, who sacrificed his life for the redemption of human sin Life, others claiming to be the Son of God, are either blasphemers or liars."

I really didn't know how to explain this question to foreigners, so I laughed:

"This is the difference in national culture. In Yamato, people believe that there are 800 million gods in the world. As for the son of the gods mentioned by Mr. Tanaka, you can also regard him as a very smart person. He knows human nature very well. And desires, and also understand the laws of certain things in the world, so I can provide advice to those who need help, but in any case, it is a good thing to help others, right?"

While talking, the car drove to the door of the cafe, and I saw the flamboyant red car parked on the side of the road at a glance, but there was no one in it.Turning my head again, through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the cafe, I saw Tong Mo smiling and waving at me.

When did this guy come? !

I rushed in quickly, and looked around the room for a week, but found no suspicious blood or bloody smell. The guests at each table seemed to be eating and talking normally, the only difference was that the eyes of the waitresses and female customers seemed to be It's like sticking to a ghost.

... Girls, ladies, please cherish your life!

I have to say that probably because of being around Yoshihara for many years, this ghost really knows how to dress himself up.This time, he didn’t wear the blood red that he always likes when he came out. Instead, he wore a dark kimono with a rather stunning silver and white pinstriped haori. Weaving", coupled with his white oak-colored long hair and bright eyes, he looks like a god.

It's just cherry blossom viewing, my lord...

Let's not talk about anything else... Do you usually not use mimicry when you go out? ? !

It's fine without mimicry, what the hell is it to pretend to occupy the table by the window to read the newspaper? !

I walked towards him quickly, pressed the newspaper on the table, and said in a low voice:

"What are you doing here? Didn't you agree to go to Modi and wait for me?"

"Eh? Yamada said that Xiaoran worked here before, I want to see what kind of place it is~" Oni innocently blinked his big iridescent eyes, "Besides, the people here seem to be talking about interesting things, People also want to understand the current human beings.”

It is not unreasonable to say that the god who has been imprisoned since birth is destined to walk out of the gate of Kek Lok Si and face the outside world from the day he sees the sun again.

"Well," I sat down and looked into his eyes seriously, "Let's make an agreement, Mr. Tong Mo. Night is our working time, so only at night can we hunt and eat, and during the day is our rest time. , Even if you encounter thin blood, you must restrain yourself, can you do it?"

"Is Xiao Ran so distrustful of others?" The ghost immediately put on a heartbroken expression, almost bursting into tears, "Since I ate that flower, I'm obviously not as hungry as before, woo Woo...he brought wine and wanted to drink with you, but he was wronged..."

I feel that the women around me have started to look at me with contempt, as if I am a scumbag who has always been in chaos.

No, not what you think!Don't be fooled by this guy!

"Miss Arakawa, is this your friend?"

I turned around stiffly, and happened to meet the concerned and curious eyes of the foreign boss.

Before I could open my mouth, I saw a certain ghost with a calm smile on its face, and stretched out its hand gracefully.

"Hey, it's the first time we meet. My name is Tong Mo. Your store is awesome."

The result of this extremely chaotic social game is that while holding a bag of red bean bread and sandwiches delivered by the store, I dragged my child without the slightest embarrassment, and was still chatting with foreigners about the recent cabinet election. Your Excellency went out the door of the cafe.

"Miss Arakawa, you are a very discerning girl." When helping me pack the bread, Paul said with great satisfaction, "To be honest, Mrs. Akiko and I were worried that you would be cheated, especially because the other party was a rich man...but now I I have to admit that I have never seen such a smart and calm young man. The only thing I am curious about is, what does this Mr. Tong Mo do in his family? Could it be the Chinese who cultivated such a decent manner and keen insight? ?”

Although I have completely given up my face and conscience, I still couldn't help but struggle to the death.

"No...you misunderstood...he is actually..."

"I understand that nobles in your country are very low-key. Congratulations on finding a suitable love partner, Miss Arakawa, remember to invite us when you get engaged. Oh, by the way, it's the first time I've seen eyes of this color, it's so beautiful gone."

"...Don't you find him strange at all?"

The foreigner boss smiled tolerantly: "Miss Arakawa, there is no need to worry at all. There is a scientific explanation for this. I guess it is a rare heterochromia iris?"

This series of blows was too strong, I numbly opened the car door and sat in, thinking that I would never show up in a crowded place with a socially active ghost in broad daylight next time.When the car got on the road, it was discovered that Mr. Yamada was not sitting in the driving seat.

"You, when did you learn to drive?" I stared dumbfounded at the ghost turning the steering wheel, and then I felt that the good foreign car sprinted out like a runaway wild horse.

"I haven't learned it before. Do you still need to learn such a simple thing? It's much easier than vampire art~"

I, a god, finally let out a desperate wail in front of the terror of the evil spirits:

"Save... life... ah-!"