I Became a God in Tokyo

　　In the early morning, facing the sparse stars in the sky and the faint fog on Hirao Mountain, Shiraki Shun started the daily flow of the shrine.

　　 Clean the way, wipe the hand water house, display the picture horse board, the social affairs office opens...

　　 After finishing all this, he returned to the main hall along the road.

　　 Today's Tenji Shrine is busier than usual.

　　 Except for the number of people visiting the shrine, there will be a little more, and there is another important reason.

　　Today is a rare working day for gods.

　　In the whole day of today, the gods will write signatures, pray for the guards, and pray for the emma board...

　　 is a very busy day.

　　 Of course, Shiraki Jun knows that these actions of the gods are not the performance of being lost.

　　 In a high probability, it is because she ran out of small money.

　　 That’s why they make shinto supplies so diligently, and the purpose is only to sell them.

　　 Although I am a little bit sorry for the believers, since the gods are going to do it, as a priest, I must be on the sidelines.

　　 In the hall, the **** has changed into another costume.

　　 The white crescent robe is draped over the body, the loose belt is tied around the waist, the hair falls on the ankle, and the expression is focused.

　　 Between his white fingers, there is a delicate little kit.

　　 This is making Omori.

　　 Shiraki Jun also sat down at His Highness, he took out a book, and began to read it with gusto.

　　 On the surface, he seems to be studying.

　　 Actually, I am practicing.

　　 This is a little secret discovered by Shiraki Jun.

　　 When he approaches the **** within ten meters, the mana in his body will fall into a strange rhythm and begin to increase automatically.

　　 Yes, fully automatic training.

　　The rate of increase is about one point per hour.

　　 Bai Mujun's mana is mostly cultivated through this way, but a few of them are directly promoted by the gods.

　　 But this kind of open-and-hanging practice method not only didn't make Shiraki Jun complacent, it made him more cautious.

　　 Hang up?

　　 He didn't open up.

　　 This is obviously a cultivation method shared by the priests of this world, he just happened to discover it.

　　Thinking about it this way, Bai Mujun has only cultivated for three years, and he has more than 28,000 mana points.

　　 And the old **** masters of the big shrines and the old host of the ancient temples often have a long time of practicing for decades. The mana accumulated in this way is really terrifying.

　　 I am still too weak.

　　 Realizing that the mana in his body has begun to increase, Shiraki Jun also settled down and read the book in his hand.

　　 The book in the hands of Shiraki Jun, called "Gu Shi Ji", records many myths and legends of neon.

　　 Many of his knowledge about spirits and ghosts are learned from above, which can be regarded as enlightenment books.

　　 At this moment, he is trying to find the **** that most matches his own god.

　　 This is obviously a big project.

　　 Because of the neon gods, there are too many.

　　 From the first **** born in the reeds, to the gods born by Izanami and Izanaki, and then to the gods of Tianjin and Guojin, there are countless.

　　 Eight million gods, it’s not just for fun.

　　 In the main hall, there is one **** and one person, one up and down.

　　 One morning passed, during which several people came to worship. They shook the rope in front of the worship hall, rang the bell above, and clapped their hands in prayer.

　　The meaning of this action is to inform the gods that they are coming to visit, hoping that the gods can hear their prayers.

　　 The crisp bells were heard from the sanctuary to the main hall.

　　 In the main hall, the **** raised his head dissatisfied, and frowned in the direction of the sound.

　　 "Yeah, it's so annoying, wouldn't it be nice to keep your voice down?"

　　 "Master God, pay attention to words and deeds."

　　 Your Highness, Bai Mujun who is reading a book reminded.

　　 There is no future for gods who don’t respect and care about believers. Bai Mujun still has to correct this fundamental mistake.

　　 "It's not the ringtone, it's the person's wish. Oh, it's really full of joy for nothing."

　　 the **** explained.

　　 She spread her right hand, and a small yellow coin appeared from mid-air spinning, and fell into the palm of the **** with a snap.

　　 This is a yellow five-yen coin.

　　In Neon, most people who go to shrines or temples will throw this five-yuan coin, because the sound is the same as "being connected with each other", hoping to forge a good bond with the gods and bless themselves.

　　At this moment, the **** played with the coin in his hand, dissatisfied.

　　 "What? Just throw a five-yuan coin, so I dare to make this wish of winning 500 million lottery tickets!"

　　 "If this **** can do it, it won't be enough to throw coins to yourself every day, and be a god!"

　　 God is filled with indignation.

　　 is sulking again.

　　 But, it really makes sense.

　　 Shiraki Jun smiled and ignored him. He lowered his head and continued to look at the "Gu Shi Ji" in his hand.

　　 There was another crisp ringtone.

　　 "Well, this wish..." On the table, the god's eyes changed, and another coin fell into her hand.

　　 "I hope I can graduate from the next re-enactment pool of the mobile game?"

　　 "Oh, good wishes, but really stupid."

　　 "If you don't even keep your account number and district server, how can God bless you?"

　　 Hearing this, Bai Mujun flipped back to the catalog and glanced at the history of Gods to see if there were any records of gods who liked to spit out.

Ok?

　　 He suddenly reacted.

　　 "Master God, is such a wish achievable?"

　　 "Ah, at this level, it should have some effect." The **** said indifferently.

　　 "But only to provide such a small amount of aspiration is far from letting the **** pray for him."

　　The power of aspiration in the mouth of the gods is a kind of power generated when the believers make a wish when they come to the shrine to worship, and it is a manifestation of willpower and devotion.

　　 Although the gods don't reveal much, Shiraki Jun can probably guess that this kind of willingness should be related to the gods' mana.

　　 "If his sincerity is a little bit more, the **** can be reluctant to help him, but there are too many people like him, how can you help if they all help..."

　　 Many people?

　　 Hearing what the **** said, Shiraki Jun's eyes lit up.

　　天集神社, isn’t the flow that is lacking now?

　　 He was overjoyed.

Yes.

　　 Instead of targeting the devout believers, it is better to work around and target some people with special needs...

　　 For example, the krypton gold of the neon mobile game is quite strong, costing 10,000 yen per order, and often there is no splash in a few orders.

　　 Shiraki Jun had been obsessed for a while in the previous life, and he knew the feeling of eating dirt every month.

　　 But if there is such a shrine, as long as you visit the shrine, you will be able to graduate every time and the collection is full...

　　I'm afraid that people who come to worship will crowd Hiraoyama Mountain, right?

　　 "Master God, how many times can you pray for such a wish a day?"

　　 The **** thought for a while, and stretched out three fingers to Shiraki Jun.

　　 "Three times a day?" Shiraki Jun was a little surprised.

　　 If it can be achieved three times a day, I am afraid there will be hundreds of people competing for these three places.

　　 I didn't expect that my gods are just usually lazy, and they are still very useful at critical moments.

　　 "No." The **** shook his head.

　　 "Third times a year. If you pray for more blessings, you will be very tired."

　　 This is too little.

　　 Shiraki Jun suddenly became a little frustrated.

　　 The probability of such a shrine is completely insignificant, let alone attracting people to worship.

　　 "Mr. Shiraki, are you worried about the shrine?" The **** blinked.

　　 She sensed Shiraki Jun's loss.

　　 At the moment, Shiraki Jun is annoyed, and there is a high probability that the shrine will be abandoned.

　　 "Yes." Shiraki Jun kept tapping his fingers on the table and thought, "I'm thinking about how to attract people to worship."

　　 "Yeah, the **** knows. Actually, the **** is also responsible for this matter, and he also thought of some solutions."

　　 "After careful consideration, the original **** decided—"

　　 The god's eyes flashed sharp gazes, and she stood up confidently, her slender arms raised high, as if commanding an army.

　　 "Debut as an idol and save the shrine!"

　　 Hearing the god's words, Shiraki Jun sighed.

　　 shook his head and continued reading.

　　Because of Shiraki Jun’s ignorance, the **** didn’t have to step down for a while, so he could only stand there.

　　 She clenched her fist to her mouth, pretending to cough.

　　 "Shiramu priest, this is the great experience of the success of the predecessors, can you show respect..."

"Ok."

　　 Shiraki Jun devoted himself to the next page, raised his head and smiled at the god.

　　 You respect a big-headed ghost!

　　Is this **** shameless?

　　 Looking at the appearance of Shiraki Jun, the gods can only puff their cheeks and sit down on their knees in an uneasy manner.

　　 continued to stuff the drawn charms into the kit bag, and said viciously in his heart.

　　 Damn Shiraki priest, my **** wants to pray for you!

　　Bless you can't find a girlfriend!

　　 After a while, Bai Mujun suddenly had an idea again, and he asked.

　　 "Master God, like what I just said, if it is not directly achieved, but instead of using mana to seal it into the defensive, will it have the same effect?"

　　 "Of course you can! Don't underestimate the god!" The **** didn't have a good air.

　　 In this case, it works!

　　 Hope rekindled in Shiraki Jun's heart.

　　 Since it is impossible for everyone who comes to the worship to realize their wishes, shouldn’t it be enough to pick out the lucky ones and let those who buy the Omori be the first to benefit?

　　 If it really works, people who come to buy the Omori will also be crowded with Tenji Shrine.

　　 He even had this kind of defensive name in his heart. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

　　 Seal guard.

　　 It seems to have seen people who bought this kind of yushou, tweeting triumphantly about their shipment.

　　 "It's the first time that Mengxin played it. After taking these out, the big guys will see if it works."

　　 "I just returned, is this a graduate?"

　　 "What? I sent the ticket for shipment. There will be no one asking for money, right?"

　　 Well, it must be very promising.

　　 Thinking of that scene, Shiraki Jun showed a smile.

　　 brings vitality and vitality to everyone again.

　　 If the effect is outstanding, these seals will become the best sign of Tenji Shrine, attracting a steady stream of followers for the shrine.

　　 Furthermore, according to neon folklore, the Omori that has been worn for a year will gradually lose its power due to the pollution of the "qi" from the outside world.

　　 So one year after Omori was sold, he wanted to go to the shrine to pay his vows.

　　 This invisibly attracts a steady source of customers for the shrine.

　　 The most important thing is that it can be made by priests only if it is a demon.

　　If Shiraki Jun can spend some time on these defensive guards, maybe the effect will be better...

　　The screen of the mobile phone placed on the desk suddenly lights up, buzzing and vibrating.

　　 Bai Mujun glanced at the caller ID, showing an unknown person.

　　 He immediately exited the main hall and clicked to answer.

"Hello there."

　　 "Hello, is this the priest Shiraki?"

　　 There was a gentle and pleasant voice on the other end of the phone.

　　 "Yes, may I ask what's the matter?" Shiraki Jun answered in a solemn voice.

　　 "Priest Shiramu, are you free today? I want to see you."