The Sealer of the Sword

So now first-

Ah... in ah.

When he walked out the door, walked out of the courtyard, and came to the street in the human world, Yan Ye looked up and saw Fujiwara Meihong's figure not far away.

Yan Ye, who greeted this, saw Fujiwara Meihong turned her head to look at him and paused for a while, then walked over and stood in front of him and said directly, "That raven dog Woolen cloth?"

"Fly."

"Speaking of you, boy, you don't seem like an ordinary human being? You actually have something to do with that Crow Tengu. Your words—tsk, forget it, there is something here anyway."

It should be said that there are not a few humans who are related to youkai, right?

After all, the witch at the Hakurei Shrine not far away is a living example, and as far as Yan Ye knows, the ingredients at the Scarlet Devil Mansion are also purchased here by the head maid.

So it's not surprising for Meihong - it should be said that anything that happens here is possible.

After seeing that Meihong didn't seem to be interested in this, Yan Ye smiled and said, "Well, don't worry, I won't do anything that disturbs the peace and order."

If others are looking for trouble, say otherwise.

It's you who said it yourself, Yakumo Zi.

"Hmph, this is the best." Fujiwara Meihong nodded after getting Yan Ye's assurance: "Even if you don't say it, if you dare to do anything, I won't let you go. of."

Fujiwara Meihong didn't ask Yan Ye the question "Why do you know my name?" After all, Yan Ye has something to do with Shemei Maruwen, so it's not surprising to know the names of other monsters.

Although this is not the case, if this can save yourself from talking, why not do it.

At this point, Yan Ye changed the subject: "By the way, what kind of currency is in circulation here, can you show me?"

"promise."

After Yan Ye said this, Fujiwara Meihong stretched out her hand and took out a few coins and banknotes from her pocket, and handed it to Yan Ye.

Yan Ye took it over, looked at it, nodded, and then gave it back to Fujiwara Meihong.

It is the same as the foreign currency.

In this way, Yan Ye doesn't need to bother Yan Ye to exchange coins, he can just take out the money in the package and use it.

what--

Having said that, are you considered a local tyrant? .

1684. There is no such thing as a god!

　Fujiwara Meihong didn't have any ink on her side. After seeing that Yan Ye was okay, she left. It seems that as long as Yan Ye doesn't do anything out of the ordinary, she will not have any intersection with Yan Ye. of.

Well.

He didn't say much about this. Yan Ye exchanged a little of the money in the system, walked around the market, bought all the ingredients for dinner, and threw them into the package. Ye then turned around and walked towards the east.

Hakurei Shrine.

Although Hakurei Shrine is the closest place to the human world——that's true~.

"But Nima's..."

Stepping on the last steps to the Hakurei Shrine, Yan Ye couldn't help but spit.

A full 666 steps, Yan Ye almost thought he counted wrong.

Reimu, are you going to heaven?

You deserve to have no visitors, let's not mention Reimu, do you know what the number 666 represents in the Book of Revelation in the Bible, which human being would be so lazy to climb the 666 steps while guarding against monster attacks? .

With a helpless sigh, Yan Ye, who climbed the stairs to the entrance of Hakurei Shrine, turned his head and looked around.

As expected, it is almost the same as the ordinary shrine building.

The only thing that is not needed is that there is no visitor here besides him.

Yan Ye, who didn't care about this, walked over to the Sai money box, looked down and found an empty space inside.

very pitiful.

After expressing his pity for Bo Li Lingmeng in his heart, Yan Ye took out a coin from his pocket and threw it in. Hearing the sound of clapping, Yan Ye clapped his hands together and patted it. He closed his eyes and said in his heart, "Lord God bless me, let Yakumo Zi stay away from me."

"Ala, ala, what you say when you make a wish doesn't work."

When he was thinking about something, he would murmur subconsciously—Yan Ye knew about his bad habit.

But when the words fell, the teasing voice coming from around made Yan Ye couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and spit: "Sure enough, there is no such thing as a god."

Yan Ye may have forgotten that he is also a god himself, although it is only a name.

But still feeling unhappy Yan Ye, when he opened his eyes, he reached out and patted the cash box in front of him, and said, "Please return the money to me."

"No, I made a wish, and that's the god's money~"

"Will the gods still be rascals?"

"Of course~"

"Of course a ghost."

Yan Ye, who gave up looking for the gods to get the money back just now, finally couldn't help but complained, turned his head to look at Yakumo Zi who was sitting on the steps of the shrine beside him, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Anyway, you are not. God is good."