I, the Lord of God, recruit witches to make money

It's been a while since Shiraishi drank from a glass. When Akira was here last year, he would have a few drinks with him from time to time.

After Jing left, the wine glass was sealed. He remembered it was here, "Ah, I found it."

He dug out a thick square glass wine glass from the upper shelf of the cupboard, turned on the faucet, and cleaned the dust inside and outside.

"Lord God~" The soft voice sounded like a mosquito's chirping. It would be difficult to hear it unless it was pressed against your ear.

Shiraishi didn't stop, looking sideways at a certain blond girl standing on the stool, "Kannagi, what are you doing?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let that guy hear you."

Kannagi Rin raised his finger and put it to his lips, indicating that he should whisper, "I asked Nakamura to check. Fujiwara Ryugen is the young priest of Ise Shrine, and his status is only lower than the chief priest and the chief priest.

This time it's definitely a bad person. Why don't we sneak away first? Kamnagi Group can provide channels to go abroad. "

This is what she had in mind.

I thought I could have a good discussion with Ise Shrine, but seeing that the other party directly sent the young palace secretary, there was little hope of discussion, so it was better to sneak away.

As long as she ran to England and had the asylum provided by her father, there would most likely be no need to worry about being chased out of the country by the Ise Shrine.

Bai Shi said helplessly: "Am I so unreliable in your hearts?"

"Eh, no."

Kannagi Rin waved his hands repeatedly, and his two golden ponytails swayed, "I'm afraid that Lord God will be outnumbered."

"I've said it many times, numbers mean nothing."

Bai Shi raised his hand and flicked her forehead, and said seriously: "Don't worry about it, I will deal with them."

"oh."

Kannagi Rin responded honestly, covering his forehead that was hit with both hands.

…

Shiraishi left the restaurant, closed the door, and glanced to the side. Three people were around the corner.

One on top of the other.

Aoi Komori, who has limited use of her hands and feet, is naturally on the top floor, Kiryuin Miya is on the second floor, and Jun Komori is on the last floor. She looks like she is about to be crushed, and her hands are trembling.

Shiraishi looked away, feeling warm to their behavior but also feeling a little helpless.

One by one, are you looking down on him too much?

He opened the sliding door of the living room and said casually: "Sorry to keep you waiting, these two wine glasses haven't been used for a while."

Fujiwara Ryusei opened the whiskey and said with a sigh on his face: "Sometimes escaping is not necessarily a bad thing."

"hehe."

Shiraishi laughed out loud and put the wine glass on the table without breaking the paper. He tried hard not to laugh and said: "The truth becomes clearer with more debate. I believe that Ise Shrine will realize it one day. The instant blast and Tianliu·Thunder killing methods are different."

"I hope so."

Fujiwara Tatsuzuru took the initiative to help pour the wine, and the whiskey fell into the glass, "Please."

Shiraishi took a look and saw that the ocher-colored whiskey was full. His hand was unsteady and the wine would spill out if he shook it even slightly.

Of course, Fujiwara Ryugen would not be naive enough to use this test.

The key lies in the wine.

There is nothing unusual about the ocher whiskey, it just looks like it.

Shiraishi stared at it. This was the first time he saw this kind of yin and yang technique. He looked at it a few more times and analyzed this yin and yang technique.

It will definitely be fun if you use it to tease people in the future.

The yin and yang magic hidden in the wine has no lethality at all. What tests people's eyesight and how to resolve it.

Fujiwara Ryugen can judge Shiraishi's strength based on the means of resolution, and decide whether to take action immediately or go back and report to his sister.

"What a fun little trick."

Shiraishi praised and said with a smile: "Let's have a drink instead."

Fujiwara Ryugen sighed slightly in his heart, he had good eyesight but not enough strength.

A drink instead?

Just change it if you want. Then you still need to test it.

"Change." Fujiwara Ryugen pushed his wine glass forward with one hand and picked up the wine glass with the other hand.

A little shaking caused the whiskey inside to flow out and splash into his face.

The aroma of wine, similar to vanilla, hits your nostrils, and the whiskey flows on your cheeks.

He didn't wipe it and let the wine flow down his cheek. His eyes were full of shock and his expression was even more confused.

How is this going?

He was clearly thinking of refusing, but as soon as he said it, he actually agreed and even changed the wine in an instant.

The body loses control at that point.

What's even more frightening is that he can't capture the opponent's thoughts.

Whether it is Yin Yang magic, Tao magic, or any other magic, there is a rule.

The more powerful it is, the greater the amount of thought required, and the movement of casting the spell will naturally not be small.

But without knowing anything about it, he was controlled by the other party and acted like that.

"Don't overfill the wine."

Shiraishi poured him a glass and said in an elder's tone: "Half of it won't spill out."

"I'm really convinced."

Fujiwara Ryusei sighed, stretched out his hand to pick up the wine glass, and shook it a little, causing the whiskey to spray from the glass into his face again.

"Ahem." He choked out, feeling more fear in his heart than complaining about the other party's little actions.

This is his own little drinking show, either a very powerful onmyoji or a little trick to liven up the atmosphere at the drinking table.

But it’s also onmyoji.

You can perform a drinking show after just one viewing, so secretly that even he, the creator, cannot detect it.

This man must be a monster.

"Shiraishi-san, you are so evil-minded."

Fujiwara Ryugen's tone was filled with resentment.

“Repaying evil with straightness and repaying kindness with kindness is my motto.”

Shiraishi poured him another glass and said seriously: "Drink this glass with confidence. It's a foreign wine worth 220,000 yuan. I can't bear to use it for pranks."

"Yeah, I'm going to have a drink to calm down my shock."

Fujiwara Ryugen held up the wine glass, and had a guess in his mind that the Tenryu and Thunderous Killing Technique was probably just like the Sake Show, and could be learned by the other party after watching it once.

There is no internal leakage or secret learning.

However, my sister and the old monsters in the secret realm of the shrine may not believe this explanation.

If such a fantasy is reported truthfully, the superiors will definitely think that he drank too much.

"Geniuses are always questioned by mediocre people. It's absolutely true."

Fujiwara Ryugen muttered and took a big sip before he remembered to wipe the whiskey off his face and said: "That Tenryu, no, how many people do you plan to pass on your own instant blast to?"

Shiraishi didn't answer, and savored the whiskey carefully. This expensive foreign wine tasted like a ripe green plum, sweet and sour.

It tastes great and doesn't feel like a strong drink at all.

"Wow, it tastes delicious," he praised first, and then answered Fujiwara Ryugen's question, "Don't worry, I don't have the idea of ​​​​teaching too many people. It's too troublesome. Nohara Shrine will only maintain its current scale."

Fujiwara Tatsuxian said: "The other two are learning to fight in vain?"

"No, one is onmyoji and the other is cutting."

Shiraishi shook his head, took another big sip, hiss, it felt so good, his mind seemed to be floating.

Fujiwara Ryugen asked: "What are they called onmyoji and slicing techniques?"