I Became a God in Tokyo

　　Looking at Bai Mujun's expression, Yu Chuanlan suddenly felt a little bad, and she asked uneasy.

　　 "Shiramu-kun, how did you get rid of that mourning spirit?"

　　How to get rid of?

　　Using my hardworking hands, hush, pop...

　　 Of course, Shiraki Jun can't say that.

　　 He pointed to the ground and said gently.

　　 "You don't need to think too much about Yu Chuan-san, that mourning spirit has already settled in the soil for peace."

　　 Yuchuan Lan has three faces in circles.

　　 Peace in the earth?

　　 What brand-new means of removing spirits is this?

　　 Could it be...

　　 She suddenly had a cold war.

　　 I remembered the Jidao movie I saw when I was a child.

　　 Did this gentle-looking Shiraki priest poured the mourning spirit into a concrete pile and sank into Tokyo Bay?

This......

　　 is too cruel, right?

　　 But anyway, since it was confirmed that the mourning spirit had been expelled, she didn't have to worry about it anymore.

　　 Yu Chuanlan shook his wrist, and the fourteen Buddhist beads trembled slightly, before bowing.

　　 "Shiramu-kun, since the mourning spirit is not driven out by me, then I have to take another trip and return the deposit I received."

　　 "So, can you accompany me? You may need to prove it."

　　 "Huh? Refund?" Shiraki Jun was taken aback.

　　 Strictly speaking, Yu Chuanlan received the commission earlier than himself, and he was considered to have robbed Yu Chuanlan of his business.

　　 Thinking of this, Shiraki Jun felt a little guilty.

　　 He put his hand in his pocket.

　　 There is still the 10,000 yen collected from Mr. Mitsui yesterday.

　　 "How much do you want to refund? Is there enough money with me? I still have some here, if I don't have enough, I can lend you first.".

　　 "Ah, you don't need to worry about this, Mr. Baimu, there is not much deposit." Yu Chuanlan smiled and waved his hand.

　　 "It's only one hundred thousand yen."

　　 Shiraki Jun was stunned.

　　 What is called 100,000?

　　 Do you have any misunderstandings about one hundred thousand yen?

　　 That is his monthly income in the off-season!

　　 Shiraki Jun slowly lowered his head, staring at Yu Chuanlan's beautiful eyes, with a focused and serious expression.

　　 "Hakawasan, I have a question to ask you."

　　 "Shiraki-kun, please speak." Yukawa Lan was taken aback, wondering why Shiraki Jun suddenly became so serious.

　　 What she said just now, did she offend this priest in any way?

　　 "Leiming Temple, how much is the charge for a one-time extermination?"

　　 "That... basically from 300,000 yen to 500,000 yen, what's the matter?" Yukawa Arashi said cautiously.

　　 Is it because the temples are too cheap to remove spirits, disrupting the market price, and causing Shiroki-kun’s dissatisfaction?

　　 After going back, I must suggest the abbot to increase the price!

　　300,000 yen to 500,000 yen?

　　 Bai Mujun heard the sound of money flowing in his ears.

　　 For the same exclusion, he only charged eight thousand yen at a time!

　　 Count down, it's 40 times worse!

　　 Is this the brand effect of Leiming Temple?

　　 I really want to join!

　　 Thinking of this, Shiraki Juncheng asked sincerely.

　　 "Hakawasan, do we still lack thugs in our temple?"

what?

　　 Yuchuan Lan stared at Bai Mujun in a daze.

　　 The next moment he pounced and laughed out loud.

　　 "Shiramu priest, do you want to convert to my Buddha?"

　　 "Hakawasan, you misunderstood. The thugs I was talking about were purely physical. Of course, you still have to believe in the gods of your own shrine. This is the bottom line of being a priest..." Shiraki Jun tried to explain clearly.

　　 But Shiraki Junyue justified, and Yukawa Arashi couldn't help laughing.

　　 Such a priest is quite interesting.

　　 Seeing that the sky was getting a little late, Yu Chuanlan took two deep breaths, barely held back a smile, and asked.

　　 "Shiraki-kun, will there be time later? I know there is a very delicious tempura shop nearby. As compensation, I will treat you to dinner after I have settled the matter."

　　 Shiraki Jun was not polite, and nodded.

　　 is to be reimbursed for the round trip tram ticket money.

"That's great!"

　　 Yu Chuanlan had a bright smile on his face, and he was about to lead the way when a melodious cell phone ringing suddenly rang.

　　 She took out her phone, and after answering, her smile gradually faded and she gradually became serious.

　　 "Yamato Police Department, I know, okay, I will rush over... well, I understand."

　　 hung up the phone, Yu Chuanlan looked at Bai Mujun apologetically: "Sorry, suddenly something needs to be dealt with. I have to go now. I can only wait for the next time I have to eat."

　　 "I understand, Yu Chuan-san. Business matters."

　　 Shiraki Jun is very considerate.

　　 To be honest, he still has a little envy in his heart.

　　 The other party is looking for business again!

　　 At least 300,000 yen is credited to the account.

　　Business is booming.

　　 Of course Shiraki Jun was only envious for a while.

　　 After all, Leiming Temple is an ancient temple that has been handed down for hundreds of years. There have been countless monks in the past, and people recognize that it can have this price.

　　 I am just a little priest, and Tianji Shrine is a little known shrine. How could it be compared with a deity who has hundreds of years of experience in exterminating spirits.

　　 Besides, for those ancient temples, the income of Chu Ling may only account for a little bit of the income of the temple, and the great virtues and eminent monks may not care.

　　 They often have real big ambitions.

　　 Bless the world and save the world.

　　 This is also respected by Shiraki Jun.

　　 But there is still a pity in my heart.

　　 I missed a meal.

　　 Say goodbye to Yukawa Arashi, Shiraki Jun is planning to leave.

　　 At this time, another cell phone rang.

　　 This time, Shiraki Jun’s cell phone.

　　 He clicked to connect.

"Hello there."

　　 After a while, a slightly weak voice came from the other end of the phone.

　　 "Is it... Shiraki-san?"

　　 "Yes, you are?" Shiraki Jun asked puzzledly.

　　 "I...I'm Rena Kunou, do you have any impression of UU reading www.uukānshu.com? We are in the same class at Hideoin High School..."

　　 The voice on the phone is getting smaller and smaller.

　　 "Ah, the second-to-last row of classmates Kunou by the window?" Shiraki Jun remembered.

　　 "Yes!" Kunou Rena was a little surprised.

　　 Shiraki-kun remember me!

　　 There is no regret in life...

When 　　 fluttered, she did not forget her reason for calling.

　　 "Shirakusang, do you remember my friend? Yuuri Tori is a very lively girl, and she is also our classmate. We often spend time together."

　　 "Well, I have an impression." Shiraki Jun nodded.

　　 should be talking about Yuuri Kotori in the third row and fourth column.

　　 Shiraki Jun still recognized all the students in the school in front of the seat table.

　　 "This...that..." Kunou Rena suddenly hesitated.

　　 "Ku Chong, if you have anything to say directly, if I can help, I will definitely not stand idly by."

　　 Shiraki Jun said with understanding.

　　 If you can help with matters between classmates, only in this way can you cultivate a beautiful friendship.

　　 Unless it is something very special.

　　 For example, if you introduce him to a girlfriend, then it’s no longer necessary.

　　 This priest currently focuses on his studies.

　　Ku Chung Reina on the phone took a deep breath, suddenly bent over ninety degrees, and shouted loudly.

　　 "Simi Masai!"

　　 "We shouldn't follow you yesterday, we shouldn't break your identity!"

　　 "But I swear that we will keep it secret and won't say anything!"

　　 "So, please raise your hand high, Shiraki-san, and put Yuri-chan away!"