I, God Lord, recruit witches to make money

Chapter 31: A Good Fighter Has No Outstanding Achievement
There are 7 levels of clergy in Ise Jingu Shrine, which are divided into priests, chief ministers, minor ministers, Miyi, Kwon Miyi, palace ministers and ministers.

There is only one priest, Fujiwara Kiyoko, who oversees the inner and outer palaces.

The Grand Palace Secretary and the Young Palace Secretary are both the same. You should have one in the inner palace and one in the outer palace.

The middle and lower clergy positions such as Quan Ni Yi, Gong Zhang and Chu Shi were plural and did not have a hereditary system.

The Fujiwara family holds the position of hereditary priest and minister of the young palace all year round.

Since the priest must be a pure virgin, the men of the Fujiwara family had no choice but to settle for the second best, serving as the maid of honor.

Mr. Omiya is controlled by the Konoe family all the year round.

The Ise Jingu, which is sacred and pure in the hearts of the people, still cannot escape the secular power, and has been reduced to a filthy place with a bright surface and a corrupt atmosphere inside.

Fujiwara Ryugen, who is the young palace secretary, hates Ise Jingu Shrine. He always spends time in the bars outside for no important events, and gets extremely drunk. His body always smells of the young lady's coquettish perfume and whiskey.

But if there is a mission at Ise Shrine, he will still carry out the order.

To sober himself up from alcohol and women, he combed his slightly curly long hair that covered his ears into a long back, leaving a strand of curved bangs in front of his forehead.

When he went out on behalf of the Ise Jingu Shrine, he naturally had to wear a hunting suit, but in addition to the hunting suit, he added an extra coat, which was made of maroon, platinum, and black, and was mottled like a tabby cat.

Others at Ise Shrine were quite critical, but he himself didn't care about other people's comments. Carrying the wine in his storage and the [-]-yuan gift box he bought at the supermarket, he walked under the blazing sunshine and arrived outside the stone torii gate of Nohara Shrine.

The entire mountain is shrouded in a powerful barrier.

This barrier should not hinder ordinary people, but it may not be very friendly to those with Dharma thoughts or spiritual pressure.

Fujiwara Tatsuki thought for a while, what his sister said was a test, not a direct fight.

Using onmyoji to break the barrier is like smashing someone else's door and then saying I mean no harm.

I guess no one will believe it.

He raised his hand and knocked on the barrier, wanting to notify the owner inside that a guest was visiting.

Unexpectedly, when he knocked down with one hand, the barrier did not stop him. It was like a pebble falling on the lake, just breaking the calmness.

Is such a powerful barrier just a warning?

There was a hint of interest on Fujiwara Ryugen's face. It seemed that the Lord God was very confident in his own strength.

He raised his feet and stepped up the steps. Before the enemy or friend was confirmed, he still had to observe the etiquette of being a guest and walk up step by step.

The more than 200 steps are not very long. Fujiwara Ryugen could already see the scenery above before he finished walking.

Cleaned Koaminu statues stand on both sides of the road, and the water in the hand-waterhouse is crystal clear.

In front of the small worship hall, a young man sat on the money box, just like in the photo.

He has black hair, regular facial features, and looks handsome in white clothes.

Fujiwara Ryugen raised the wine in his hand and said with a smile: "Good afternoon, I brought good wine, let's have a drink together."

Shiraishi looked at the uncle who came up slowly. He looked close to forty and had a sad stubble on his chin. It seemed that he was not looking for trouble.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Fujiwara Ryugen, I'm not a famous person."

He smiled and said his name.

"I really haven't heard of it."

Shiraishi replied that Akira once tried to popularize the supernatural forces in the country, but because he talked too much and the words were too long, he completely forgot about it.

"Haha." Fujiwara Ryusei laughed, not pretending, but laughing from the bottom of his heart. He thought this little brother was very interesting.

In this country where everything is fixed, it is rare to hear such a different voice, "I am an elder after all. If you haven't heard of me, you should say that I have long admired my name and fool you a bit."

"I'm not interested in perfunctory an uncle."

Bai Shi replied angrily, "If you have anything to say, just tell me."

"Don't be so impatient. My gift box is a cheap product bought casually in a supermarket. The wine is not. This bottle of Macallan whiskey is worth 22 yen."

Fujiwara Ryusei raised one of his treasures and said with a smile: "Are you sure you don't want to chat?"

Shiraishi has only drank canned beer worth a few hundred yen, and has never drank foreign wine like whiskey. He said: "For the sake of your sincerity, come with me."

Fujiwara Ryugen smiled and said: "Yes, I came to visit you sincerely to avoid conflicts between the two families."

Shiraishi said casually: "Are you from Ise Jingu?"

"Well, I serve as the Young Palace Secretary at Ise Jingu Shrine."

Fujiwara Ryugen replied and followed him, "The people above were frightened by Shiraishi-san.

The secret technique of Tianliu has always been kept secret in the inner palace. In our Ise Shrine, there are only a handful of people who can learn this secret technique. "

"I was just watching your inner palace priests slaying demons, and I had an epiphany. The instant blast appears to be a secret technique of Tianliu, but it is actually a brand-new white fighting style."

Shiraishi explained with a serious face.

Fujiwara Ryugen said helplessly: "Shiraishi-san, what kind of brat do I look like?"

"The so-called genius is always not understood by the world."

Shiraishi sighed, his eyes a little melancholy and said: "This kind of thing is impossible, no one can do it, it must be fake, and such mediocre doubts will always accompany the genius's life.

Believe it or not, I created an instant blast similar to the Tianliu·Thunder Killing Technique just because I had some ideas. "

Fujiwara Ryusei was silent. According to the data, this person appeared at Nohara Shrine five years ago and learned Qi training.

About two years ago, I followed Gao Liujing to handle orders and had no outstanding performance.

It’s just that Gao Liujing’s order has since become a 100% completion rate.

Is it just me getting stronger?Or is it because someone is helping?

Fujiwara Ryuzuru's thoughts were interrupted by his sight. He turned his head and saw three superimposed heads quickly pulled back behind the wall. A girl's crisp voice could be heard faintly in the wind, "Oops, I've been discovered."

"JK Miko, it's so nice. You can't see it at Ise Shrine."

Fujiwara Ryugen showed a trace of envy on his face.

Shiraishi took off his shoes and went to the corridor, "There are no young shrine maidens in a shrine as big as Ise Jingu Shrine?"

"Yes, yes, but, tsk, let's not mention it."

Fujiwara Tatsururu shook his head.

The recruitment of shrine maidens at Ise Shrine is definitely not like Shiraishi's recruitment on the Internet. Those shrine maidens are sent from various families since childhood to receive the traditional shrine maiden education.

All of them have lost their girlish vitality and are cautious in their words and actions. They will never do the cute act of hiding and watching when guests come.

"You sit down first and I'll get the cup."

Shiraishi left the living room and headed to the restaurant opposite.

Fujiwara Ryugen opened the package, took out a bottle of whiskey, and prepared to test it.

It doesn't matter what your attitude is. Only strong people can be friendly wherever they look.

　ps: Thanks to everyone’s support, this book will be recommended on Sunday. This is the first step. The light novel is a recognized volume. Please keep the good habit of reading it every day.

　　


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