I Raised a God in Tokyo

How did she know about the dead spirit?

Although the situation is still unclear for the time being, Han Chuan Lan still let go of Shiroki Jun's hand, bowed and put his palms together.

"I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm a bhikshuni from Leiming Temple, Yuchuan Lan."

Thunder Temple?

This Baimu Jun has some impressions. It is an ancient temple in Taito District. Earlier, it was able to compete with the reputation of another large local temple, Sensoji Temple.

But it has gradually declined in recent years.

but

When did Leiming Temple start accepting nuns?

"Three days ago, the chairman of this commercial street visited the temple and said that there was a spirit disorder near the commercial street. The abbot of the temple sent me here to exterminate the spirit, and the goal was the dead spirit."

"But when I came here early this morning, I found that the dead soul was no longer there. I was worried that it was attached to someone else, so"

Han Chuan Lan explained a big pass.

Hearing the end, a smile appeared on Bai Mujun's face again.

Misunderstandings are misunderstandings.

It's because he thinks too much, he is actually a very enthusiastic bhikshuni.

He opened his mouth with a smile.

"Don't worry about Yuchuan-san, the dead spirit has indeed been eliminated by me."

"Shiroi-kun's words are true? Although it is not difficult to expel the dead, you have to be careful. According to your priest's method, it is best to use a spell or Kagura specially designed to exorcise the dead. This is safer." Yuchuan Lanqing He stroked his chest lightly, feeling a sigh of relief.

Although she was sure of getting rid of it, reading Buddhist scriptures for three hours in a row was not an easy task, and it was good to save some effort.

Charms and kagura dedicated to exorcising the dead?

what is that?

Bai Mujun's handsome face was full of doubts.

What he got from the gods was pure mana.

Chapter 7 is buried

Looking at Bai Mujun's expression, Yu Chuanlan suddenly felt a little bad, and she asked worriedly.

"Baimu-kun, how did you exorcise that dead spirit?"

How to expel?

With my hard-working hands, huh, huh

Of course, it was impossible for Bai Mujun to say that.

He pointed to the ground and said gently.

"No need to think about Yuchuan-sang, that dead spirit has been buried in the ground for safety."

Han Chuan Lan's face was covered in circles.

Safe in the ground?

What is this brand new method of extermination?

Could it be

She suddenly shivered.

Reminds me of the polar films I watched when I was a kid.

Could it be that this gentle-looking Shiroki priest poured the dead soul into a concrete pile and sank it into Tokyo Bay?

This

Too brutal, right?

But in any case, since it was confirmed that the zombies had been expelled, she no longer had to worry about it.

Yuchuan Lan flicked her wrist, and the fourteen Buddha beads trembled slightly as she bowed.

"Baimu-kun, since I didn't expel the dead spirits, I have to go again and return the deposit I received."

"So, can you accompany me? You may need to prove it."

"Huh? Refund?" Bai Mujun was taken aback.

Strictly speaking, Yu Chuan Lan received the entrustment earlier than himself, and he was considered to have robbed Yu Chuan Lan of his business.

Thinking of this, Bai Mu Jun felt a little guilty.

He reached into his pocket.

There is also the [-] yen I received from Mr. Mitsui yesterday.

"How much do you want to refund? Do you have enough money? I still have some here. If you don't have enough, I can borrow it from you first."

"Ah, Shirogi-kun doesn't need to worry about this, the deposit is not much." Yuchuan Lan smiled and waved his hand.

"It's only [-] yen."

Bai Mu Jun was stunned.

What do you mean [-]?

Do you have any misunderstanding about [-] yen?

That's his monthly income in the off-season!

Bai Mujun slowly lowered his head, staring at Yu Chuanlan's beautiful eyes, his expression focused and serious.

"Hakawa-san, I have a question for you."

"Shiroi-kun, please tell me." Yu Chuanlan was stunned, wondering why Baimujun suddenly became so serious.

Did what she said just now offend this priest?

"Leiming Temple, how much is the charge for one time of extermination?"

"That's basically around 30 yen to 50 yen, what's wrong?" Hanekawa Arashi said cautiously.

Could it be because the temple removal is too cheap, disturbing the market price and causing the dissatisfaction of Lord Baimu?

After going back, be sure to advise the abbot to increase the price!

30 yen to 50 yen?

There was a rushing sound of money flowing in Bai Mujun's ears.

For the same object of extermination, he only charged [-] yen at a time!

Counting down, it's a full forty times worse!

Is this the brand effect of Leiming Temple?

I want to join in!

Thinking of this, Bai Mu Jun asked sincerely.

"Hagawa-san, do we still lack thugs in our temple?"

ha?

Han Chuan Lan stared blankly at Bai Mu Jun.

The next moment, he snorted and laughed.

"Priest Baimu, do you want to take refuge in my Buddha?"

"Hagawa-san, you misunderstood. The thugs I said were a simple relationship. Of course, I still have to believe in the gods of my own shrine. This is the bottom line of being a priest." Shiroki Jun tried to explain clearly.

But the more Shiroki Jun defended, the more Han Chuan Lan couldn't help laughing.

Such a priest is quite interesting.

Seeing that it was getting a little late, Han Chuan Lan took a deep breath, barely holding back her smile, and asked.

"Shiragi-kun, do you have time? I know there is a very delicious tempura shop nearby. As compensation, I'll treat you to dinner after I've dealt with it."

Bai Mujun was not polite and nodded.

It's like reimbursement for the round-trip tram ticket.

"That's great!"

Yu Chuan Lan had a bright smile on her face, and was about to lead the way when a melodious cell phone rang suddenly.

She took out her mobile phone, and after answering the call, her smile gradually subsided and gradually became serious.

"Yawa Police Department, I know, okay, I'll rush over right away, I understand."

Hanging up the phone, Yu Chuan Lan looked at Bai Mu Jun with apologetic face: "Sorry, there are suddenly some things to deal with, I have to go now, and the meal can only wait for the next time."

"I understand, Hagawa-san. Business matters."

Bai Mujun is very considerate.

To be honest, he still had a little envy in his heart.

The other party is looking for another business!

At least 30 yen is credited.

Business is booming.

Of course, Bai Mujun was only envious for a moment.

After all, as an ancient temple that has been passed down for hundreds of years, Leiming Temple has produced countless eminent monks in the past, and it is recognized by people that it can have this price.

I am just a little priest, and the Tenji Shrine is a little-known shrine, how can it be compared with a master who has hundreds of years of experience in removing spirits.

Moreover, for those ancient temples, the income of removing spirits may only account for a small part of the income of the temples, and those monks of great virtue may not care.

They tend to have really big ambitions.

Bless the world, save the world.

This is also respected by Shiroki Jun.