I Raised a God in Tokyo

Sure enough, Priest Baimu is not that kind of superficial person!

She stuck out her tongue, a little playfully.

"However, I don't have any feelings about the spirit value, or Fukuzawa is cuter"

"Let's not talk about that, Priest Baimu, the meeting is about to start, hurry up and enter."

sixth floor.

Elegantly decorated conference room.

The indoor space is huge, with hundreds of tables and chairs placed under the stage.

Monks and priests who arrived earlier have already been seated.

Although there is no seating chart for this meeting.

However, the lineup in the conference room was automatically divided into two parties according to the lineup.

On the left is Shintoism, on the right is Buddhism.

The atmosphere was not as harmonious as expected.

Although everyone is chatting, everyone has their own factions.

No one crosses the line.

Obviously, even though they are facing a common enemy, there are still some gaps between Shintoism and Buddhism due to problems left over from history.

Both sides are clear.

This time, it is not only a discussion on how to deal with monsters, but also a contest between Buddhism and Shintoism.

At this moment, Master Jingshui was surrounded by several other hosts, communicating quietly.

"Master Jingshui, I once lost in Buddhism 200 years ago, this time, I can't lose again"

"Everything is left to Master Jingshui!"

"Well, it's on me." Master Jingshui nodded calmly.

"To revitalize the glory of Buddhism, we will never look back."

Among the Buddhists present, he had the highest level of cultivation, so of course he took on the leading role without hesitation.

This time, we must overwhelm these people of Shintoism!

While thinking about the strategy, he saw a witch opened the door and walked in.

Looking around, he trotted to a monk, took her hand and began to talk.

But the monk did not refuse, but listened with a gentle smile.

Seeing the two of them chatting happily, Master Jingshui was a little dissatisfied.

Immediately, he called a disciple beside him and asked with a frown.

"What is the background of that bhikkhuni over there?"

The disciple took a few glances and responded in a low voice.

"This person is a disciple of Abbot Xinzhi, and he came to attend this meeting on behalf of Abbot Xinzhi."

"It's the abbot Xinzhi of Leiming Temple." Only then did Master Jingshui suddenly realize.

He seemed to recall something, and sighed regretfully: "If Leiming Temple hadn't been destroyed, Abbot Xinzhi should be the one sitting here and leading our Buddhism forward."

"Unfortunately, such a tragedy happened"

Master Jingshui turned around, intending to take a serious look at this straight-hearted disciple of the abbot.

Inadvertently, his eyes fell on the handsome face beside Lan Han Chuan, who was somewhat familiar.

In an instant, the carelessness in the eyes was instantly filled with horror.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he jumped up and roared in disbelief.

"Master Mountain God?!"

Chapter 92 You still say you are not a mountain god

Master Jingshui's abnormal behavior immediately attracted the attention of the entire conference room.

The priests or monks who were chattering a second ago quickly dropped the melon seeds in their hands after a brief moment of astonishment, and turned their attention to Master Jingshui.

Unanimously, they thought of the Mt. Takao incident that had been raging these past few days.

Regarding this matter, the opinions of the entire Tokyo industry are surprisingly unanimous.

It is caused by extraordinary power and should be included in extraordinary events.

Because the weird red leaves, terrifying thunderclouds and the sudden appearance of the mountain god cannot be explained by science at all.

These are the people who are most interested in extraordinary events.

Master Jingshui is the abbot of Yaowang Temple, and one of the few people present who has seen the true face of the mountain god.

So this voice directly made the hearts of everyone present jump.

Mountain God, is there?

At this moment, Master Jingshui stared nervously at Bai Mujun's face.

I looked up and down and confirmed it several times.

The fat earlobes were trembling slightly.

I never thought that the mountain god of Mount Takao would show up at this meeting

He cursed in his heart.

These Shinto people are too despicable!

Actually moved out the gods to deal with them?

Is this going to force me to go to the west to invite the Buddha!

Seeing Master Jingshui's shocked expression, Bai Mujun was slightly taken aback.

Immediately he stood up and replied very politely with a humble tone.

"The master may have misidentified the person. I am not a mountain god, but the priest of Tianji Shrine, Bai Mujun."

Hearing this answer, Master Jingshui was startled.

Then he took a closer look.

Only then did I realize that although the young man in front of me looks very similar to the mountain god, he is a little less divine than the mountain god

Maybe they are the descendants of the mountain gods, or people who have a relationship with the mountain gods.

Thinking of this, Master Jingshui breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head with palms up, and recited a Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, it's the poor monk who is being rude. Because the donor looks very kind, the poor monk mistakenly thought it was an acquaintance of himself. From this point of view, the poor monk admitted his mistake."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

While apologizing, he calmly pretended to be aggressive.

Tell these Shinto people to be respectful, I actually have an extraordinary relationship with that mountain god

"Master, you are welcome." Bai Mujun smiled gently, and then sat down again.

Hanekawa on the side blinked beautifully every night.

After Bai Mujun sat down, she tugged on his sleeve quietly, and asked a little puzzled: "Priest Baimu, what did you plan, why didn't you tell them?"

"Tell them what?" Bai Mujun was a little surprised.

"About Mt. Takao"

Seeing Bai Mujun's confused expression, Yuchuan Yeye suddenly understood something, and asked in a low voice.

"Priest Baimu, haven't you been online these days?"

"Yes." Bai Mujun nodded.

During these two days, he took the day before to track down the nine-tailed cat demon.

The next day, I was busy dealing with monsters in Tokyo.

Therefore, I don't know anything about the Mount Takao incident that is increasingly fermenting on the Internet.

No wonder.

Only then did Hane Chuan Yeye understand.

It's not that Priest Baimu is too scheming.

But he didn't know at all that he was assigned the identity of a mountain god.

Just as he was about to popularize science, the door of the meeting room suddenly opened.

Several police officers stepped onto the stage and took their seats according to their respective positions.

Including the Yamato Police Department, there are a total of four police departments, one police inspector, and one chief inspector.

After taking their seats, the chief inspector sitting in the middle circled around and spoke first.

On the table is his name tag, 珗露涫i.

Although he is in such a high position as the police inspector, his attitude is very respectful in front of everyone at the scene.

There is no way, it is their domain after all.

"First of all, I would like to express my deep gratitude to all of you for taking time out of your busy schedules to come here today."

"I'm sure everyone already knows that last Wednesday, our psychic sixth class in Shibuya District was attacked by monsters."

"During this attack, many problems were exposed."

"Before, we bought a lot of talismans and magic tools from you. During this attack, some police officers tried to use these to resist. But it didn't have much effect"

"It seems that in the eyes of the other party, those things are far less threatening than guns."

"Do you guys know about this?"

After Kuroda Musashi finished speaking in a deep voice, he raised his head, hoping to see some surprised responses from the eyes of everyone present.