I Raised a God in Tokyo

Facing the bright wall, Shiragi Jun bowed his head reverently and recited the incantation of the shrine's prayer.

Purify the grievances of the dead and send them to life.

In this way, during reincarnation, you will not be dragged down by resentment, and you can cast a good tire.

Although it is written like this in the shrine books, Shiragi Jun doesn't know if it is true or not.

After all, it would indeed seem more professional to write a spell in front of the employer.

After reciting it, Shiragi Jun closed his palms slightly, then turned around and returned to Yuta Mitsui's cafe.

Inform it that the removal has been completed.

Yuta Mitsui, who was behind the counter, looked up at his watch, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

From Bai Mujun's departure to his return, it took no more than 10 minutes before and after.

Even if you go to the toilet on the street corner, it will take almost this time.

Priest Shiroki

too fast?

But Yuta Mitsui didn't ask much about the details of the extermination.

Just now, his stiff shoulders relaxed a lot for no reason, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

Knowing that this must be related to Bai Mujun's exorcism, so at this moment, his attitude towards Bai Mujun has turned 180 degrees, and he is much more enthusiastic.

"Priest Baimu has worked hard!"

Yuta Mitsui took out the [-]-dollar bill from the counter and handed it to Jun Shirai respectfully.

Bai Mujun was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed.

According to the agreement, the remuneration for his removal this time was [-] yen.

"Mr. Mitsui, I didn't bring any change."

"Priest Shiroki misunderstood." Mitsui Yuta smiled, "The extra is just my little care, please accept it."

"If Priest Baimu refuses, I will definitely blame myself. This is my only request."

Seeing Yuta Mitsui being so determined, Jun Shirai didn't refuse any more.

As a priest, one should obey the wishes of the believers.

In the same way, as a priest, one should not take advantage of the believers. This is a taboo for priests.

Shiragi Jun thought for a while, he took out a pen and paper, wrote a few words, and handed it to Yuta Mitsui with a smile.

"Then I will not refuse, but if Mr. Mitsui encounters this kind of thing in the future, you can continue to contact our shrine."

"With this document, the Society of God will give you a [-]% discount."

"If the number of encounters is too frequent, this shrine has other services."

Yuta Mitsui's smile froze.

He stood there holding the coupon, glanced at the coupon, and then glanced at Bai Mujun, feeling that something was not right.

Why do you feel like your kid is cursing me?

"Then I'll say goodbye." Bai Mujun said goodbye.

"Priest Baimu, be careful on the road!"

"By the way, if it's convenient for Mr. Mitsui in the near future, please go to the shrine to pay homage." Before going out, Shiroki Jun didn't forget to turn around and instructed.

"Definitely, definitely." Mitsui Yuta swore a promise.

After saying goodbye to Yuta Mitsui, Jun Shirai trotted to the nearby subway station.

Sitting in the seat, looking at the billboard flashing outside the car, worry appeared on Junxiu's face.

To be honest, the problems facing Tenshu Shrine are very difficult.

Three months, [-] worshippers.

Calculated in this way, an average of 1000 people visit the shrine every day.

1000 people a day, is that much for those shrines in Tokyo?

Not much.

Although the Neon area is small, the religious belief is very prosperous, with a population of [-] million and [-] million believers.

The number of believers is not much at all.

For example, at the hottest Meiji Shrine in Tokyo, only the "Hatsuchi" during Chinese New Year, that is, the number of people who visit the shrine during the New Year can reach a terrifying level of 300 million people, which is a very spectacular scene.

In comparison, the average number of visits to Tianji Shrine per month is less than 100.

The number of worshippers in one year is not as good as a fraction of the number of worshippers in one day.

And most of the more than one hundred people came to worship with gratitude because of the great success of Baimu Jun. They didn't even know what the gods enshrined in Tianji Shrine were, so they asked for an imperial guard and returned. .

So real.

Although the reality is cruel, Bai Mujun is not pessimistic.

In the first year of time-travel, his extermination income was [-] yen.

In the second year, the net income rose to 41 yen.

The third year is this year.

As of today, it has exceeded 50 yen.

Doesn't that mean anything?

Although the money is far from enough to build torii gates, repair mountain roads, and rebuild temples.

But I can also paint the main hall and paint the torii.

Who would have thought that an ignorant little priest three years ago could become a rookie who is now well-known in Arakawa, Shibuya, and parts of Shinjuku?

But Bai Mujun did it.

So, a happy life depends on your own hands to develop!

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Chapter 5 brings vitality and vitality to everyone

In the early morning, facing the sparse stars in the sky and the light fog on Hirao Mountain, Jun Shiragi started the daily process of the shrine.

Cleaned the access road, wiped the hand-water house, set up the pictorial board, and opened the social office

After doing all this, I went back to the main hall along the access road.

Today's Tenji Shrine is busier than usual.

Apart from the fact that the number of pilgrims will be slightly larger, there is another important reason.

Today is a rare working day for the gods.

During the whole day of today, the gods will write autographs, pray for the royal guard, and pray for the Ema board.

It's been quite a busy day.

Of course, Bai Mujun knew that these actions of the gods were not a sign of getting lost.

Most likely, it was because her little money was spent.

That's why they are so diligent in making Shinto supplies, and the purpose is just to sell them.

Although some are sorry for the believers, but since the gods want to do it, as a priest, I have to wait by the side.

In the hall, the gods have changed into another attire.

The white crescent robe was draped over the body, the loose belt was tied around the waist, the hair fell on the ankle, and the expression was focused.

Between the white fingers, there is a delicate little bag.

It's making a guard.

Bai Mujun also sat down with His Highness, he took out a volume of books, and began to read with relish.

On the surface, he seems to be studying.

In fact, it is practicing.

This is a little secret discovered by Jun Shiroki.

When he is within ten meters of the god, the mana in his body will fall into a wonderful rhythm and begin to automatically increase.

Yes, fully automatic training.

The rate of increase is about one point per hour.

Most of Bai Mujun's mana was cultivated in this way, but only a few were directly improved by gods.

However, this open-hung-like training method not only did not make Bai Mu Jun get carried away, but made him more cautious.

Hang up?

He didn't hang up.

This is obviously the cultivation method shared by the priests in this world, and he just discovered it by chance.

Thinking about it this way, Bai Mujun has only cultivated for three years, and he has more than 8000 points of mana.

And the old gods of the big shrines and the old masters of the ancient temples have been practicing for decades, and the magic power accumulated in this way is really terrifying.

I am still too weak.

Noticing that the mana in his body had begun to increase, Bai Mujun also calmed down and carefully read the book in his hand.

The book in Baimu Jun's hand is called "Records of Ancient Events", which records many myths and legends of Neon.

A lot of his knowledge about ghosts was learned from above, which was regarded as enlightenment reading.