I Became a God in Tokyo

In Bai Mujun's memory, the first time he saw a ghost mother and baby was at the ghost gang in Meguro District that he destroyed.

The baby sculpture exuding a sinister aura left a deep impression on him.

Afterwards, whether in the thousand-legged demon's lair or when Zhige's ghost wakes up, there are also important shots of the ghost's mother and baby.

At that time, Bai Mujun also had doubts.

Whose handwriting did this kind of thing come from?

After defeating Abe Seimei, he took it for granted and attributed it to the superb method of that great Onmyoji.

Unexpectedly, it was wrong.

The ghost mother and baby who got their grievances from ghosts actually came from the underworld?

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun couldn't help being a little surprised.

Who on earth brought it back to Weiyuan from Huangquan?

Seimei Abe?

This is obviously impossible.

As the person who sent the other party away with his own hands, Bai Mujun couldn't understand Abe Seimei's true strength.

Even after casting the fusion spell at the bottom of the box, it is only at the level of 40,000 mana points.

With such strength, how could even Izanami not be able to see through it?

Then who is this person who suddenly visited Huang Quan?

Behind Abe Seimei, is there a hidden man behind the scenes?

Bai Mujunxiu frowned slightly.

Start to think about the true identity of the other party.

Because in the underworld, the concept of time is quite vague.

So even Izanami couldn't tell exactly when the other party came to Huangquan.

It is obviously extremely difficult to use this as a clue to search for the other party's identity.

However, this is obviously not a problem for Bai Mujun.

Although in Huangquan, the specific time cannot be deduced.

However, he can rely on Ashihara's time to infer!

As long as he sifts through the four monster souls he has watched and finds the time when the ghost mother and baby first appeared, then the possibility of the man behind the scenes can be greatly narrowed down!

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun immediately sank his mind.

Import the four soul videos of all the monsters he has watched so far into his mind again.

This is undoubtedly a massive amount of data.

However, fortunately, he is still in the underworld.

Relying on Huang Quan's time characteristics, I quickly browsed through it.

After completing the first screening, the answer was obtained.

Among the four souls of these ghosts in his hands, the first one to show the picture of a ghost mother and baby is a certain four souls from ghosts.

The time was about six hundred years ago.

At that time, the ghost of the ghost school used two medium-sized human villages as bargaining chips to exchange ten mothers and babies of ghosts from another monster.

This incidates that.

The appearance of ghosts, mothers and babies was at least six hundred years ago.

Bai Mujun pinched his chin and continued to think downwards.

The other party estimated that it was not long before this time point that they returned from Huangquan and distributed the ghost mother and baby to the monsters.

After confirming a point, Bai Mujun immediately made a simple reasoning.

First of all, it is very unlikely that the other party is a ghost, a youkai, or a human being.

Because the cultivation methods of these three have limited the upper limit of strength that can be achieved.

It is impossible to hide his identity in front of Izanami.

Then, the identity of the other party can be almost confirmed.

God.

But judging from the time, the possibility of the other Tianjin God was ruled out.

Because at that time, Amaterasu Omisami had blocked Gao Tianyuan because of the problem between Weiyuan and Huangquan.

No Tianjin God can cross the blockade of Amaterasu Omi God and descend to the realm at will.

The only thing left is Guojin God.

Guojin God?

As soon as he thought of this, the image of a tall man with his hands on his waist and a sad expression appeared in Bai Mujun's mind.

It is the Lord God of Great Country.

As the leading existence among the gods of Guojin, the strength of the main god of the great country is undoubtedly the top level among the gods of Guojin.

Could it be him?

Bai Mujun's heart trembled slightly.

Then he shook his head, denying his own thoughts.

Although he has never observed the body of the Lord of the Great Country, he does not know the specific divine power of the other party.

But at that time, the God of the Great Country was beaten by the Ghost of Zhige with more than 10,000 mana and fled.

This kind of strength is simply impossible in front of Izanami——

Bai Mujun was startled suddenly.

In the dark, he seemed to feel that there was something that he had ignored.

He immediately settled down and thought over and over again.

God of Great Country, Ghost of Zhi Ge.

In an instant, a ray of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

He remembered.

Back then, when the ghost of Zhige revived for the first time, it was not the God of Great Country who stopped him!

But another mysterious kingdom of God!

And the god who owns that divine kingdom is powerful enough to suppress the Zhige ghost in an instant!

Well, there is only one truth!

It's you, the black hand behind the scenes hidden in Guojin God!

Having figured this out, Bai Mujun smiled slightly in his heart.

Although he still doesn't know the purpose of the other party's coming to Huangquan and helping Izanami capture Weiyuan.

But undoubtedly, this practice betrayed Gao Tianyuan and Wei Yuan.

Although Bai Mujun appreciates it very much, he is also very keen to place two or five youngsters in other camps.

But it doesn't mean that he can forgive the 25 boys on his side.

In a word.

No tolerance, strict investigation to the end.

We must find out the inner ghost who appeared in Guojin God

This is responsible to Wei Yuan, but also to Gao Tianyuan.

But before making sufficient preparations, Bai Mujun didn't plan to startle the snake.

Today, there are only a few days before the end of November.

The time for Susei Rihime to rent Okuni Lord God is about to run out.

What Bai Mujun has to do now is to wait patiently for the Lord God of Great Country to come back.

Then, in his name, the God of Guojin in the neon was summoned to hold a small meeting.

In this way, the other party will definitely not be suspicious, and will definitely come to the meeting.

At that time, he only needs to observe secretly from the sidelines, and then find the guy who hides the deepest.

After all, I want to hide myself from Izanami.

At the very least, it must have the strength of more than 100,000 mana points, right?

With such divine power, among a group of Guojin gods whose mana is less than 10,000, it should not be too conspicuous.

It's easy to find out.

As soon as he thought of the issue related to divine power, Bai Mujun suddenly thought of another thing.

Speaking of which, I don't know how much divine power Master Shenming has.

If the Lord God is really the eloquent genius.

Then the total amount of divine power it possesses should be very huge!

After all, he is Tsukiyomi's playmate from childhood to adulthood.

Even if it is amnesia, it will not affect the total amount of divine power.

What's more, after the special practice of reading fate on a monthly basis, he should have recovered a lot.

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Because the ordinary performance of the gods is not outstanding.

Controlling so much divine power at once, can the divine body bear it?

He decides right away.

After going back, I have to take some time to give the god a serious examination of the divine body.

If there is any hidden danger, it must be eliminated in time.

Because now, he has successfully blessed the seventh Fahai.

Seventh Fahai's boundary-breaking properties should also be effective for symptoms such as amnesia.

It's all repairs after all.

It's just memory fragments one by one, and it must be very troublesome to put them together again.

But Bai Mujun is not the kind of person who is afraid of trouble.

Because before, the gods had worked tirelessly to help him check his body for three years.

As a priest, in serving the gods, the most important thing is to be grateful.

It's time, it's his turn to repay the favor.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand.

Palm together and swipe forward.

Under the astonished eyes of several people, a thick crack exuding a silver light quietly appeared, and then opened to both sides, forming a passage like a door.

"The Red Leaf Demon, Susanoo, we should go."

Bai Mujun smiled and looked at the two of them.

Didn't you mean to leave through the Kingdom of God?

What new skill is this?

Susanoo and the ghost girl Momiji were stunned one after another.

But he immediately came back to his senses and hurried to Bai Mujun's side.

After all, they didn't want to stay longer in Huangquan.

"That Izanami is beautiful, I bid farewell."

Bai Mujun bowed slightly.

Under Izanami's dull gaze, he turned around and stepped into the crack.

Leiming Temple, Taito District.

The night is like ink, and the night wind is like a knife.

After rigorous examination and confirmation that the Yin Qi had completely dissipated, the personnel from all parties withdrew from the Leiming Temple one after another.

Only a few emergency personnel were left nearby in case they were needed.

Under the bleak moonlight, the old abbot in brown monk clothes stepped on the cracked bluestone brick with one foot, and slowly raised his head.

Looking at the Buddhist hall that was once again in ruins in front of him, he was silent.

However, not because of sadness.

After all, within one month, Lei Ming Temple experienced three times of such damage.

Already a little numb.

Its speed was so fast that even the old abbot had an illusion in his heart.

How about not repairing it?

Anyway, it will collapse soon.

But the old abbot just thought about it.

Because this time, Bai Mujun contacted the sixth class of supernatural beings in advance.

The loss caused today will be fully borne by the Metropolitan Police Department.

Is there any reason not to build temples with public funds?

Pata

Just as the old abbot was thinking about what material to use for the mountain gate, there was a sudden sound of quiet footsteps behind him.

The old abbot was slightly taken aback.

But he still straightened his body, looking at the Buddhist hall in a state of contemplation, without turning his head to see who it was.

However, it is not necessary.

Because he has clairvoyance, he can see even with his back on his back.

The footsteps stopped not far behind the old abbot.

Grandma Qiandai's voice came along with the cold wind.

There was a hint of accusation in the voice.

It seems that there is a lot of dissatisfaction with the old abbot.

"Abbot Xinzhi, long time no see."

"Master Qiandai." The old abbot sighed slightly, but didn't say much.

Grandma Chiyo was taken aback.

Aware of the bitterness in the other person's words.

Looking at the Leiming Temple in front of her that was in ruins, she suddenly understood the reason.

If the temple suffers such a disaster, the other party must feel very uncomfortable.

no wonder

If the Kanda Shrine had become like this, she would also be very painful in her heart.

Thinking of this, Grandma Chiyo's face softened a bit.

She then walked to the side of the old abbot and stared side by side at the ruins in front of her.

After a long time, he spoke again.

Only this time, the tone was softer.

she said calmly.

"The last time we met was ten years ago."

"Yeah, ten years have passed in a blink of an eye." The old abbot also felt a little emotional when recalled by this sentence, "The scene at that time was exactly the same as it is now."

"Perhaps this is also a kind of fate."

That's right.

The last time the old abbot saw Granny Qiandai was ten years ago when the Zhige ghost destroyed Leiming Temple.

At that time, Chiyo Aya, as the priest of Kanda Shrine, was the first group to come to support.

However, when the other party arrived, the ghost of Zhige had disappeared without a trace.

All that was left was Leiming Temple, which was full of corpses and filled with the smell of scorching.

Among them, there are both believers who come to worship and monks in the temple.

And the abbot who was covered in blood, knelt down and wept bitterly in Leiming Temple.

"Fate?" Grandma Chiyo repeated softly.

"In the heart of the straight-hearted abbot, doesn't he regret the fate of the year?"

"My heart has already turned to the Buddha, so how can I tolerate other things." The old abbot sighed, "Depending on the rising and falling, everything has become empty, and the old monk has already let go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old abbot suddenly noticed a cold murderous aura rising from his side.

what happened?

Through Tianyantong, the old abbot instantly found the source of the murderous intent.

It originated from the extremely gloomy face of Grandma Chiyo.

Startled, he asked subconsciously.

"Lord Chidai, what's wrong with you?"

"You still dare to ask me what's wrong?" Chiyo granny flicked her long sleeves, and asked gnashing her teeth, "Hane Chuanshi, could it be that what you said back then were all lies?"

"What?" The old abbot was slightly taken aback.

"What did you say? When you saved me back then, you clearly said that you made a great wish before the Buddha." Grandma Qiandai was slightly angry.

"Only after you get rid of a thousand ghosts can you start a family and start a business!"

"Could it be that after so many years, you haven't saved enough?"

"Or is it just an excuse used to prevaricate me at that time?"

Hearing this, the old abbot was silent.

Speechless.

Grandma Chiyo gave him a cold look.

Then turn around and leave.

Just as she was about to leave Qingshi Road, a low voice came from behind her.

"Thirty-six."

Hearing this, the leaving figure of Grandma Chiyo paused suddenly.

She turned around and stared at the old abbot in surprise.

The old abbot turned around calmly, looking at the old lady Chiyo, who was faintly visible under the moonlight, with a low voice.

"Lord Qiandai, of course I have not forgotten what I said back then."

"But until now, counting the ghosts that have been saved today, there are still thirty-six ghosts left."

what did he say?

He hasn't forgotten?

Grandma Chiyo stared blankly at the old abbot's back under the moonlight.

Then he raised his hand and covered his mouth with his right hand.

He opened and closed his eyes a few times vigorously, wiping away the tears from his eyes.

But the tone of voice was still a little choked up.

"Then why did you—"

"The old monk wanted to save these ghosts, so he could fulfill his promise." Speaking of this, the old abbot's voice was also a little ups and downs.

"But recently, the ghosts in Tokyo have all disappeared for unknown reasons."

"I've been around for two weeks, but I haven't been able to meet another one."

"My old man is really Amitabha."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

The temples were destroyed one after another, so forget it.

Unexpectedly, even ghosts are targeting him?

"Yu Chuanshi, why didn't you say these words earlier?" Qiandai's mother-in-law walked back to the old abbot, choked up and said.

"It's not too late, everything has its own destiny." Looking at Granny Chiyo, the old abbot smiled calmly.

"Fortunately, after all these years, the old monk has persevered."

"Yeah, fortunately." Although there were still tears in her eyes, Grandma Chiyo smiled.

The old abbot waited quietly for a while, and after Chiyo's mother-in-law calmed down, he said with emotion.

"Actually, if it weren't for Xinmei and Yeye, I might have given up a long time ago."

"The children who survived such a disaster must be the Buddha reminding me that there are still things to do."

"Yes, both Lan and Yeye have grown up very well." Grandma Qiandai agreed.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Even though it's been ten years.

But Yu Chuan Lan and Yu Chuan Yeye are like the bond that keeps the two together.

As long as you see them, you will think of each other's voice and appearance.

"Then, it's time for me to go back to the shrine." After staying for a while, Grandma Chiyo said goodbye.

"Before I leave, I have one more thing to ask, Abbot Xinzhi."

"Master Qiandai, please tell me." The old abbot nodded slightly.

Mother-in-law Chiyo looked at the old abbot's face that had revealed the accumulation of years, and asked.

"I would like to ask Abbot Xinzhi to recite a meditation mantra for me."

The old abbot was taken aback for a moment, and then asked.

"Lord Chidai, did you encounter something bothering you?"

"Yes." Grandma Chiyo sighed melancholy.

"Maybe I'm too sensitive. Sometimes at night, I can feel an invisible line of sight staring at me quietly."

"Just now, I felt something, and that line of sight appeared again."

"Maybe fighting ghosts messed up my mood."

"Abbot Heart Straight, can you?"

Grandma Chiyo was startled suddenly.

she asked suspiciously.

"Abbot Xinzhi, why is your expression a little strange?"

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