Tokyo gods only want priestly girls

"Of course, for him, there is no problem in calling you Orihara Yoriko. The devil has his true form, and you are indeed using that shell to appear in front of him."

The liquid dripped into the candlestick in the monk's hand, and the flames spread instantly. The greedy tongues of fire swallowed up the monk, expanded unbridled, and turned the entire ceremony into a sea of ​​​​fire.

Hand out the lotus seeds, and the demon's voice will reach into Ohasada Nobunaga's ears like a melodious sound, touching your heartstrings, and you will reach out your hand involuntarily.

Chapter 198 Coincidence

The shrine, which has completely forgotten Ogasawara Yoriko, is still immersed in the celebration of the festival.

"Is it tasty?"

Tamamo Mae was eating takoyaki in small bites. This fox usually didn't pay attention to his appearance like this when eating fried tofu in the house.

"so so."

It was very Tamamo-mae's personal answer recently, when Jingu asked the same question to the little miko.

"It's delicious, I like it very much."

The little witch was licking the layer of sugar wrapped in the candy apple. The red candy apple blended with the girl's tongue, and the layer of syrup gradually melted.

Jingu didn't know whether the takoyaki was delicious or not, but Jingu knew that the candy apples definitely didn't taste good.

He had already tasted it just now. In fact, the preparation was similar to that of candied haws, except that the wrapping turned into an apple. It was big and hard, making it difficult to eat. It only tasted like a normal apple when it entered his mouth.

This thing just looks good, but it doesn't actually taste good.

This guy has been hiding from him for a while, and he happened to have an affair there today.

"What's wrong? Tian Gong, so fast."

The little king walked out of the crowd quickly, holding a chocolate banana in his hand and tasting it quickly.

Jingu suddenly took Tamamogo into his arms. The sudden move made Tamamogo's face turn red, but she did not resist Jingu's hand.

Oh yes, I almost forgot. Outside of mythology, the main god of a small country is famous for having many wives and being extremely disgusted by men. The co-author is an old woman and an old junior!

Jingu felt that he didn't have time last time and couldn't go to the small country's lord god for advice on the front palace and learn from the experience of his juniors.

Let’s buy some other snacks

I decided that I would leave a deep impression of the first summer festival on everyone on this unmemorable day!

The shrine was not at all sad, and the great wizard hugged my arm tightly, as if he felt the shrine's mood at the moment.

Tiangong Jixian originally wanted to scold Jingu for what he had done, but he didn't think so, but he didn't mean to say it at all.

"Ok?"

The leader of the small country, Shen You, looked at Tian Gong Ji Xian's crazy shaking of his head and took the initiative to invite several people from the shrine to go see it together.

Let's do it when we get home tonight!

"Is that so? This little king is bad at everything he does."

That was the first summer festival that I spent with the person who loved me in the first year. It had not happened ten, a hundred, or a thousand times before, but that one time was the most the same.

The two separated at lightning speed and subconsciously turned to look at each other.

He calmly bowed slightly, and the appearance of the little country's main god did not surprise the shrine.

The sense of déjà vu became even milder. It seemed that the little country's main god did not rely purely on his priesthood to connect others, and he did not have the skills to do anything.

That's right, it should be said that there is a [-]% chance that the Tiangong Gathering will appear there.

"Don't think so little. It must be true. He will just pretend that this has never happened before, and it will be as bad as ever."

I've been busy with a lot of things lately, and I really haven't paid attention to Asuka's acting career. I also know when you will be too mature to be picked according to the arrangements of the agency.

The Lord God of the small country patted Tian Gong Ji Xing's shoulder, took out the shrine and felt inexplicably

Nothing familiar.

We are pigs and dogs, minions, livestock born to create value for us.

What an enviable affliction.

One of Jingu's hands was held by Su Niai, and the other hand was held by Tamamogo. He didn't feel like he was being carried around now.

After all, that guy is a retro market god, that kind of rare market, if you can come there and hang out.

After so little chaos, and after many natural and man-made disasters, Tokyo is still Tokyo, the population has not even been reduced by one percent, and the prosperity remains the same.

"Well, now that we have met, what if we want to get together next time? Big Bird has no activities tonight."

No wonder these guys treat civilians as human beings. They have been in such habits and positions for thousands of years, and have received such education since birth. How can they regard civilians as the same people as themselves?

"It turns out to be a villain from the Shrine. I really expected to see him in that kind of place."

It's terrible, it's terrible, it's only been half a year, and I haven't suffered the same corrosion yet. I know what kind of mentality I will be like a long time ago.

"You guys should go now. There is no performance other than the small Bon Odori held by Asuka at Sensoji Temple. Let's go and watch it together."

What do you want to do with so little?The life and death of special people has nothing to do with you, so just think about yourself.

"Hai Hao, it's a done deal. He still uses Tian Gong the same way. Things haven't happened yet. What else can we do?"

Rather than being busy, what's actually more strange about the shrine is that, given the other person's age, that kind of festival should be as special and special to you as having dinner every night, so you should have some interest in it.

Jingu glanced at the street and remembered the question that the Lord of the Small Kingdom would ask me next time, and suddenly felt no emotion.

Who knows?You think someone is a bad brother who has killed you, but the bad brother and you almost kill someone, so who can bear it?

Human life is like a reed, special but rare.

It must be said that after some persuasion from the Lord of the Little Kingdom, Tian Gong Ji Xian did adapt to it a little bit, and even continued to avoid the shrine.

After going around in circles, why should I go back to Sensoji Temple for a walk first?

Since the small country's main god surrendered the country, no matter who is in power, naturally he has no slight fear of the ancient god who founded the country. Only people like Jingu who have no so-called people have allowed him to withdraw from the city where power is centered. They are all fortified.

The misfortune of most people does not have a small impact on the small situation. Even if a small number of people do not have trace amounts of ghost blood in their bodies, the violent desire fueled by them will only lead to a slightly lower crime rate.

Jingu, who was awakened from his distraction by that small gesture, smiled and kissed the great wizard's forehead affectionately.

"That guy..."

Life is like a piece of grass, that is not an illusion, but a fact before reaching another level.

"I haven't been to Tokyo for a long, long time. I've been away from the center of the country for too long. It's rare to come here once. Of course I have to take a look at the current state of the people of that country when I encounter the festival."

"why you?!"

"Asuka? I really need to take a look. What? Is he afraid of you?"

"Why can't it be me?"

Seemingly seeing through the shrine’s doubts, the little country’s Lord God spoke quickly or quickly to explain:

Jingu glanced at it and walked to the Taiyaki vendor, his paying hand touched the other hand.

"The Lord God of the little country is so careless? Do I need to approve the marriage today?"

Jingu looked at Tengong Gathering in a joking manner. This guy was wearing a yukata, with a mask hanging on the side of his head, and holding various snacks in his hands.

Chapter 199

In Sensoji Temple, a wooden platform was built.

The melodious flute and the harmony of the shamisen form a simple yet charming tone. The joyful music matches the beat of the drums and the popular lyrics.

"Come dance, come sing, dance to your heart's content."

"Tonight, let's dance to our heart's content."

The popular yet high-spirited music makes people unable to help but move their bodies to the beat.

The music of "Onto" is the best match for Bon Odori festivals. Bon Odori often has tens of thousands of people dancing here in one night.

Whether it is a professional team, a personal hobby, or a passerby passing by to enjoy the festival, you can participate at will.

Of course, most people danced in the wide venue, and in the center of the venue, a stage was also set up to allow some professional teams or other types of groups to participate.

Now on stage, Asuka, wearing a yukata and swaying to the beat, belongs to the latter group.

Bon dance is very simple and requires only simple movements to the beat. Many artists or idols seeking exposure opportunities and resources will also participate in this high-traffic activity.

"Little man from the shrine..."

"Hurry! Don't do anything yet!"

In the water tank placed in Sensoji Temple, a lotus flower sticks out of the water like a root and grows rapidly, but the passers-by around it are familiar with it.

"And even if he really wants to fight, how can he bully you as a human being in this world? If he doesn't have the ability to come to the Desire Realm to touch your body?"

Even if you go to the eternal world, your incarnation will still be there.

Well, the taste will definitely exceed my expectations. After all, it is the fruit that I matured step by step.

Jingu had no doubts. For a moment, I also thought about when Ogasada Nobunaga left me.

"Ogasada Nobunaga?"

Stepping under the grounds of Sensoji Temple, in front of you is the low temple wall covered with red ropes. The devil, who is actually the enemy of the Buddha, is standing in the temple of the Buddha.

"It's so hard to be an idol..."

Even if I can't bear it any longer, now is still the most dazzling moment. When I get to the Tokyo Dome, with [-] spectators waiting, it is the most appropriate time to pick it up at the front desk.

Although you said it was quiet, before you took over Nobunaga Ohsada's body, everything seemed to be completely silent, and the whole of Tokyo became quiet at this moment.

Now Jingu understands why there are so few powerless people who let the beauties among the middle-aged people play, but they choose to play with artists who are low-risk and must be generally bad-looking.

Following this aura, the shrine walked through Sensoji Temple, but could never find the source of this aura.

The guy who hasn’t hidden yet?But who else?

The difference in status is really the same.

At this point, you are Yoriko Orihara, and I have transformed into the Demon Lord of Nakaten, Hashun, and I am about to strike hard at the shrine.