Tokyo gods only want priestly girls

"Does it really happen? Wouldn't the God of Evil, who has been floating on the sea, be regarded as a drowned corpse?"

As the two sides of the coast continued to stretch and widen, the sea surface gradually emerged in front of us. However, with such a wide sea surface, the shrine was somewhat doubtful about how to find the so-called God of Disaster.

"I'm not sure either." Su Gaiai shook her head. Even if she knew how to find it, she wouldn't be able to tell her.

The shrine is in some trouble. Although the sea is his home field, he has no impression of the God of Era at all, so how can he tell the difference between how many creatures are floating and sinking on the surface of the sea.

And it was a bit difficult to find such troublesome and boring things little by little, but the words came out. Although it was just a casual comment on a whim, it was different from the kind of nonsense that Sunny Baby said every time it came up.

He is really more interested in beautiful girls.

After a moment, Shengong thought of a way. He couldn't find the God of Disaster, so why not just wait for the God of Disaster to come to him?

After a slight change, the shrine pulled out a fishing rod, took the young humanoid form out of the air, tied it to a silk thread and threw it into the sea. Then he sat on the rocks and waited for the so-called evil god to take the bait.

Jingu looked like he was going to be a fisherman, which made Su Gaai find it hard to complain, but for her, it was good to lean against Jingu's legs and look at the sea quietly.

When fishing, you have to be patient. As long as you don't have air force, you will win no matter how long you spend.

The sky was getting dark, Jingu closed his eyes and fell asleep, and Su Gaai was lying on his lap, seeming to have fallen asleep.

Hooked!The Hina humanoid figure that had drifted far away finally made some movement, and Jingu could feel a hand picking it up.

Jingu held the rod in one hand, and picked up the slightly dazed Su Gaai with the other hand. He lifted the rod to collect the fish, and the invisible thread suddenly tightened.

Even if he doesn't rely on magical powers, the shrine still has the strange power to lift mountains and open seas. He picked up a figure from several sea miles away, threw it high into the sky, and flew towards the shrine.

Jumping up, Jingu held Su Gaai in one hand, and grabbed the collar of the so-called God of Disaster with one hand. He landed on the ground and observed the "big fish" he had caught for a long time.

It's very light in the hand, like a puppet, but it looks like a human girl with long green hair that's a little curly.

Wearing a gorgeous dress like the doll, her long hair was tied up with a ribbon on her chest, her face was delicate but lifeless, and her skin was as white as porcelain.

And upon closer inspection, I discovered that although she looked like a girl, she was actually only one meter tall, like

It's like being scaled down.

Soga Ai suddenly felt that a little jealousy in his heart disappeared. The God of Era in front of him was indeed a girl as delicate and beautiful as a doll, but her body shape was obviously not in line with human aesthetics.

There is no expression on the pretty face of the God of Era, but in his hand he still holds the erbium that the palace used to catch her.

"What are you doing? Are you also seeking bad luck?" Her voice was soft and weak.

"No, no, I'm here to catch you." Shengong didn't really care. He just wanted to be eye-catching, and his body shape didn't affect him.

"Catch me?" The God of Era tilted his head. Although he had no expression, it was obvious that he was confused.

"Hina has documents."

The girl took out her ID, probably thinking that Jingu was some kind of onmyoji who wanted to eliminate demons.

"It has nothing to do with this. Your name is Hina?"

The shrine put the girl down, her body shape is indeed like a large doll, it is probably just right to put it in the display cabinet.

"Well, Hina, can you go?"

Hina nodded and pointed to the seaside.

"No, I'm going to capture you and take you back as a shikigami." Jingu shook his head. If he could only say it was half-joking before, he is serious now.

"Hina is useless, Hina is bad luck, Hina cannot be a shikigami." Hina put on a distressed expression, but no matter how she put it, it had the quality of a doll.

"doom?"

"Well, Hina is a monster that collects bad luck. Being with Hina will bring you bad luck."

Indeed, Tianhei didn't notice it just now, but now the two of them discovered that Hina always had a faint black air on her body, and it would spread outwards.

This is a bit difficult to handle. Although the shrine is not affected, it will inevitably not affect the surroundings, so Hina is floating on the sea and avoids contact with people.

From this point of view, the other party is a genuine and kind-hearted monster. No wonder he is also called the "God of Misfortune".

Is it possible that the only way to end today is with the Air Force?

After thinking for a while, Jingu had a general idea and said to Chao Hina.

"Give me your hand."

Hina had probably always had this kind of temperament, and she stretched out her little hand obediently without any resistance.

Jingu bit his fingertip and touched Hina's palm with his own blood. The black air around him instantly faded away like frost and snow meeting the clear sky.

Sure enough, although he is a dragon king with three things, the auspiciousness of the dragon itself is not affected, and there is no problem in using his own blood to suppress these bad lucks.

"Are you okay now? Your bad luck won't affect anyone in a short time."

Hina put on an expression of surprise, and then said in a tone of admiration without emotion: "It's amazing, it's really gone."

Of course, although it is for reading, Hina is sincere and should not ask too much of the doll.

"But Hina still needs to collect bad luck, so she can't be a shikigami."

"With such a large sea area and tens of millions of people in the entire Tokyo metropolitan area, how can you possibly collect all the bad luck?"

But seeing Hina's unwillingness, Jingu clicked his tongue and had no choice but to say it again.

"Let's do this, you will be my shikigami, but if nothing happens, you can collect bad luck as you like, how about that?"

After thinking about it for a moment, Hina nodded stiffly.

"it is good."

"Then let me introduce you. This is your master Su Gaia." Jingu pulled Su Gaai and pointed it out to Hina.

Hina's little face had a puzzled expression.

"I am your master's master, you don't need to understand so much, just know the words of the two of us."

Finally, the shrine finally got a talking and moving doll, and the shrine seems to have gained some popularity, probably.

Under the watch of the Shrine, Soga Ai adopted Hina as a shikigami, who could transform Hina at will between the real Hina human form and the previous monster form.

"Okay, let's go back today. I don't know who will come to cause trouble tomorrow."

Jingu nodded with satisfaction. According to this speed, it won't be long before he can complete the eye-catching goal of being surrounded by beautiful people and full of spring scenery.

Wait until things are settled tomorrow before looking for the next beautiful female monster.

Chapter 23 Revenge

Late at night, in an old shrine in Tokyo.

The Holy Son Mingju was dressed in a sky-blue dress, kneeling in front of the shrine, with a wooden ladle in his hand pouring water on it continuously and slowly.

However, the sound of footsteps broke the silence of the night. Surrounded by several people, a man dressed casually, who looked like he had just stepped out of an izakaya, came behind Nai Seiko.

"Miss Mingju, I'm sorry to disturb your peace so late, but there is nothing we can do. The old men and women at home have lost their temper."

The man sat cross-legged on the ground casually and waved his hands to let all his men behind him retreat.

"You don't mind if I smoke?" He first took out a box of dry cigarettes, then took it out and lit it. After taking a deep breath, the man continued.

"My name is Takaji Masato. Miss Nai may not care about my name, but Miss Nai should be very clear about my purpose."

The man flicked the ash from his cigarette, straightened his back, and his eyes became serious.

"My brother Ying Sicheng, how much does Miss Naju know about his death?"

The Holy Son Mingju put down the wooden ladle in his hand and turned around, his expression no longer showing his usual smile.

"Then what do you think I should know, Mr. Takaji? Don't you already have the answer in your mind?"

"I asked knowingly. Everything I have collected now shows that it is all related to the mysterious god named Shen Gong."

Takaji Masato smoked the cigarette butt in one gulp. Everything was too simple and clear. In just half a day, it was basically certain that Jingu was the murderer of Takaji Makoto.

From Taka Sicheng's entanglement with Su Gaai, to Su Gaai's behavior in the past few days, and the witness report about the shrine.

In addition to his stay with Mingju Shengzi, he also arranged for people to go to Hanashanyuan Haru and Kuga Hikaru to inquire.

as to why

"I just want to know what Miss Naju thinks of the shrine, and what information she can tell me."

Masato Takaji said frankly that when it came to family matters, he had to be cautious. After knowing that Takaji Makoto was the fourth son of the Takaji family, he still dared to kill him.

This would never be possible without reliance.

"Then I'm really sorry. I've only met Shengong twice. Maybe I don't know him as well as you do now."

"Really? What does Miss Naju think or say about him?" Masato Takaji didn't seem surprised by the news.

"What do you think?" Mingju Shengzi was stunned for a moment, then immediately replied: "It should be interesting, right? Much more interesting than you guys."

"However, if you want to take revenge, I have some suggestions."

"Oh? Would you like to hear more about it?"

"The advice is don't retaliate."

Nai Seiko's crisp words surprised Takaji Masato. He pondered for a moment and asked.

"Ms. Naju, do you mean you plan to keep him?"

"No, this is just a sincere suggestion." Saint Son Mingju smiled.

"Although I don't know what he relies on, my intuition tells me that it's best not to, especially if you are a man."

Masato Takaji's expression was a little startled, but he soon returned to normal, stood up and bowed to the Holy Son Nai.

"Thank you very much for your suggestion, so I won't bother you."

Watching the man leave the shrine, Nai Seiko picked up the wooden ladle and continued

Continuing to repeat things countless times.

As soon as they got in the car, Masato Takaji's subordinates asked about the next plan.

"Master, where are we going now?"

Masato Takaji didn't answer, as if he was thinking about the conversation just now. His subordinates stopped talking and just waited quietly.

"Do you know who I saw before I came here?" It took a long time for Ying Si Ya to speak out.

"I saw Acheng, no, I should say it was Acheng's dead soul."