Tokyo gods only want priestly girls

"Watch less anime. If Onmyoji was that easy to use, we would have replaced the Metropolitan Police Department with Onmyoji."

To make dead objects move on their own, and then find the places where they have been before, this kind of onmyoji can only be done in two ways.

One is similar to the method of making Fusangshen, using a large amount of spiritual power instead of hundreds of years of accumulation to create a Fusangshen.

The other type is gods based on karmic connections, such as the powerful Great Lord God, who can easily find the root cause through the connection between things.

However, these two methods are not something Jiugaguang can do.

"Don't think too highly of Onmyoji. In the final analysis, it is just a tool and method. It depends on whether the person using the tool is strong or not."

"I'm not a rare Onmyoji like Seimei. This kind of thing would probably be very simple if you go to Jingu and ask him to take action."

Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I know it from their mouths.

What the shrine is best at is the manipulation and spiritualization of nature and all things. It is just a piece of cake to make a fusangshin or a shikigami.

"Please call me Mr. Producer, the legendary idol producer Jingu p."

As the cool breeze of the autumn night flowed into the room, Jingu, who was still in a mess of clothes, knew when he was standing in front of Jiu Niguang's back.

"What are you thinking about? That thing hasn't completely exceeded the initial expectations, right? The other party is a group that wants to artificially create gods in modern times. They have very rare technologies related to the birth of gods, and they have no power in the country. participate."

Shrine, Shrine villain, main god, Darling, master

In the final analysis, it is putting the cart before the horse.

Although there is a problem with every shout out, why do you suddenly ask that?

After saying that, he took out his cell phone and was about to call Jingu, but he stopped right in front of him.

But it must be a humanoid natural disaster like the shrine, so there is no problem.

Shen Gong quickly adjusted his sleeves. Although his sleeves were originally fine, they became wrinkled because of what I did.

"Forget it, let's talk to the Shrine tomorrow morning. It will be slower than that time."

"What did he call you just now?"

The fundamental purpose of her doing this is to serve the shrine. How can there be any reason to do things for others and then ask others to blame her in the end?

"If I go to Lord Jingu for help, wouldn't it be completely opposite to what I'm doing..."

If He Xiao died at the hands of government forces or individuals in Yingzhou, it would inevitably cause international problems.

"You remember, his so-called idol production, only one is a hands-off shopkeeper, and still let people retreat according to the path planned by the agency, right?"

In the middle of the night, with the shrine dressed like that, is there nothing important to do?

Of course, the identity of these Chinese people has not yet been considered.

You Guang didn't have any doubts, and several titles quickly flashed through your mind.

Ogasawara Ogasa's expression is as usual, you have a lot of filters for Jingu. Although your attitude is simple, in fact, you are only a little short of a big opportunity to become a fanatic.

"Why are you so excited? He said it as if you would eat him."

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Ah, Ogasa, how are things going?Didn't you get any progress? "

Especially these Liguo guys are even safer.

There are only [-] million people in Yingzhou, but there are not [-] billion people in the world. We must bring that kind of technical research back to America. What will happen?

Although he said those words, Jingu's expression and movements were obviously as if he wanted to taste you badly.

"What did you call him?"

"The important thing is that he doesn't have the ambition to become an idol and have millions of people kneel before him. If he wants our money, we must give him our family tree!"

Shengong waved his little hand and said boldly.

After weighing and weighing it down for a while, you just felt that this matter couldn't wait any longer.

Even if you think about it, you know that the clothes and ties were sorted and damaged by the palace itself.

Out of that consideration, Kuyouguang hopes that the Shrine can take action quickly to resolve the matter.

It's just that the age and body shape have not changed, and there is no weird feeling like a big kid dressed up as a little person.

"Stop making trouble, you are not on business."

You just want to join Jingu's idol producer playing game. Now that Jingu is here, just tell me about the Gun Worship Cult.

"What was he going to tell you? You heard him calling you."

"Shengong, why is he dressed like that in the middle of the night?"

He told the shrine about the purpose and operation of the Gun Worship Cult, as well as the information you haven’t gotten yet.

Wearing sunglasses, a suit and tie, and combing his hair up, he looked like a social elite.

Jingu Ruofu lifted up Ogasawara Zhangfang's long pink-white hair and rubbed it in his hands.

Ogasawara Yoriko sighed.

You Guang asked for a while, but still waiting for your answer, Jingu straightened his tie.

It didn't take long for you to feel that way, so you took out your phone.

Kuyouguang was startled, jumped up suddenly, and ran and jumped to hide over Ogasawara Ogasawa.

"The little man from the Shrine, he's here."

Didn't he and Xiaoyou sleep? This was not a party. I called him suddenly at that time. No matter what the situation was, it was very unlikely that he and Xiaoyou would "voluntarily" join and retreat.

"Jingong, that matter is now a special cult incident. Is he going to take action to deal with it?"

Ogasawara Ogasa hesitated to speak, not because of others, but to suppress the doubts in his heart.

Because for a long time you just remembered that it was late at night and I was sleeping with Xiao Shengong. If you had disturbed my sleep, there was a small chance that I would be beaten severely.

If you ask the Shrine for help, why do you let the Shrine directly resolve the whole matter quickly and slowly?

"These things are simply important!"

It's better to wait until Ogasawara Zhang Fang said that question.

Jiu Youguang tilted his head slightly, his eyes full of doubts.

So said the legendary idol producer, Jingu P.

No matter if he is the son of a financial giant or whatever, if he dies in a typhoon, earthquake or flood, he can always cause trouble for you, right?

It's not scary that the Gun Worship Church produces evil gods. What's scary is that we can mass-produce and control the gods we want before we master that technology.

"That kind of arrogance and heroic ambition is the most important thing about being an idol!"

"What's wrong with him? An idol producer? First of all, it's not a bit strange to mention his definition of an idol."

"That kind of thing, no matter what you think about it, you have to report it to the shrine, right?"

"Light, do you want to become an idol, step on the heads of thousands of people, make us crazy for him, and coldly sacrifice everything and even your life for him?"

The shrine that suddenly appears behind your eyes looks the same as it has been dressed leisurely for many years.

Just when Jiuyouguang put down the phone and planned to wait until daytime to talk, Jingu's voice quietly appeared in your ears.

Chapter 286 Warning

Inside the secret base.

The impromptu meeting had just ended, and Shiba Heihachi was the first to leave the conference room.

It was obviously a base he had built by himself, but he was the only one who seemed like an outsider.

"Professor, we are going back first. We still have some interesting research to verify about the body that was salvaged last time."

Danny and others had long felt sleepy from this boring meeting, and immediately found a reason to retreat after it was over.

Dana packed up her things, bowed to Friedrich, and prepared to go back and continue her own affairs.

"Wait a minute, Dana."

Friedrich called her, and now only Friedrich, who was sitting at the head, and Dana, who was about to leave, were left in the entire conference room.

"Teacher, what's the matter?"

Dana looked relaxed and turned back holding the information.

The bad thing is that it is difficult to finally see a world full of mystery and fantasy, so you are absolutely willing to return to the interesting human society and do interesting front-end work.

Avoid a bad dish that is ruined because of the diners' slow-mindedness.

"Really? I see."

Dana nodded slightly, but there was no intention to correct her words.

"Wise choice, son of man, is to disturb the retreat of your own god, unless he intends to feed it with his own body."

"You are the only one who has no enmity. You are obviously like-minded diners and friends who enjoy delicious food together, right?"

"Okay, since he is willing to return to America, he can take charge of another matter."

"Yes, correction!"

The incarnation of the Eighth Heavenly Demon King, Zhi Hongqindi.

In the interrogation room of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Huh, do you two have any grudges?"

Some unfamiliar voices sounded in the shadows of the room, and the figures walking out of the rich white darkness looked unfamiliar.

"Teacher, can't you just leave this matter to others? This type of thing is not what I'm good at. Teacher, you obviously know that, so why do you still need me to go?"

"How dare he appear in front of you? How cowardly he is."

"Ibuki, Seven Seasons, Momiji, and Ogasawara Yoriko, those delicacies still taste wrong, right?"

He shook his lips angrily, but intimidated by Frederic's majesty, Hong Qin could only raise his head.

"Yes, you haven't left that matter to them yet, so whether they can stop us depends entirely on them."

"Hong Qin, Mr. Sibo didn't say anything wrong just now. If he is so arrogant, he will die."