I Became a God in Tokyo

October 24th, early morning.

Inside the shrine office of Kanda Shrine.

Yu Chuan looked at the computer screen in front of him every night, with a haggard look on his face.

Bags appeared under the eyes, and the eye circles were a little dark, obviously staying up all night.

Everything was already prepared.

But just before releasing the video, Yuchuan Yeye remembered one thing.

Although Granny Funo has passed away, her son is still alive.

In the video, the image of Granny Funo is involved.

If the video is released directly, it is tantamount to violating Granny Funo's portrait rights.

Neon attaches great importance to portrait rights.

Even when taking pictures for fun, try to avoid taking pictures of other people's faces.

Otherwise, you may be asked to delete, be accused, or even take legal channels.

Of course Hanekawa Yeye knew this too.

If Mr. Funo's permission is not obtained, Granny Funo in the video will have to be mosaiced.

Can.

The biggest highlight of this video is the psychic psychic of Priest Shiraki!

Ninety percent of Yu Chuan's painstaking effort every night was also poured into the psychic palm of Priest Shiraki.

Up to two minutes of background music, story foreshadowing, atmosphere adjustment, special effects rendering.

It's all for that palm!

After making such a grand gesture, what came out of the psychic was a bunch of mosaics?

The audience will send her blades for life!

Moreover, another highlight of the video is the companionship between Granny Funo and Kotaro.

If you put Granny Funo on a mosaic

Who would shed tears at the mosaic!

The video quality is all gone!

Of course, Yu Chuanyeye didn't want to sit still.

She quickly found Naoya Kamaki, who was in charge of the construction site at the time, from the fan list, and initiated a private chat.

Through him, Mr. Funo was contacted.

He explained his intentions and showed him the video after the filming and production were completed.

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Funo did not respond immediately.

Instead, it was silent for a long time.

Said that he could not pursue the matter of infringing his mother's portrait right.

However, there is a requirement.

He wanted to meet the priest who channeled his mother in the video.

Otherwise, talk about it.

All kinds of negotiations failed, and in desperation, Yuchuan Yeye had no choice but to contact Bai Mujun again.

"Hello, Priest Baimu?"

"It's like this, this time the video encountered a little problem, and I need the help of Priest Shiraki"

"I see."

put down the phone.

Bai Mujun was also a little apprehensive.

Unsure of Mr. Funo's intentions.

If Mr. Funo came to him because he wanted him to channel Granny Funo again, then he would be disappointed.

You know, Granny Funo has ascended to heaven.

Even Bai Mujun couldn't get out of the psychic again.

After all, Huang Quan was not opened by his family.

How can it be so casual.

However, I still contacted Mr. Funo and set a time for the visit.

Wait until the agreed time.

On the mountain road covered by trees, Mr. Funo appeared at the gate of the shrine on time.

Nearly half a hundred years old, with gray hair on his temples, he was neatly dressed and looked dignified.

Under the guidance of Bai Mujun.

After purifying at Tesuisha, head to Santen to pay homage.

Bow reverently and clap your hands.

After a series of processes, there is still no word.

When he was about to leave, he finally opened his mouth and asked hesitantly.

"Priest Baimu, when my mother left, she was smiling, right?"

Bai Mujun was startled.

Then he looked at Mr. Funo's nervous eyes, nodded solemnly.

"Yes."

This answer seemed to be all Funo-san wanted to hear.

Like a child, he smiled contentedly.

It was agreed that on the Seventh Five-Three Festival a few days later, I would bring my little grandson to visit.

Leaving an offering of 500,000 yen, he left the shrine.

This gave Bai Mujun quite a shock.

It's not because of Mr. Funo's extravagant spending.

If you have to say it, it does take up a little bit.

More importantly, Bai Mujun discovered that people in this world seem to have no objection to the concept of spirits.

Seeing the scene of his relatives ascending to heaven, he didn't question or deny it.

More emotion and blessing.

As for the cause of this.

Bai Mujun estimated that it might be related to the frequent occurrence of ghosts and monsters in this world.

People are more or less eager to understand the power of the supernatural.

This has brought fire to photographers of spirit-seeking videos like Yuchuan Yeye.

Even the government has set up a special department for supernatural beings, the sixth class of supernatural beings.

Even so, Bai Mujun knew that in the sixth class of supernatural powers, even a small leader like the Yamato Police Department had no mana.

If you really encounter a supernatural event, you can only go to the ancient shrines and temples for help.

And after the incident of Yuko Ishigami, Bai Mujun felt that there might be monsters intervening behind many supernatural ghosts in the past.

In addition, there are many homicides, accidental deaths, and secret room murders that have been accumulated over the years, leaving the police clueless.

Now it seems that there are also shadows of monsters.

So you can do whatever you want in Tokyo?

Have you asked the gods if they will answer?

Bai Mujun's face turned cold.

He took out a piece of carapace from his pocket.

It was the piece that fell from Yuko Ishigami yesterday.

Lost in thought.

How to make this work?

During the day today, he was thinking about this question.

Now, I finally have a more mature idea.

Although there is no way to get any more clues from the top of the carapace.

But perhaps, the carapace itself is the most critical thing.

After all, when Yuko Ishigami was murdered, it must have been there and witnessed that scene.

So, if by some means, some basic wisdom can be endowed

Maybe I can follow the clues and catch the evil monster!

If this is the case, mana may be able to do it!

Just like the mirror demon that once appeared in front of Bai Mujun.

There is no life-sustaining organ in the body like that of human beings, and it can speak human words only by relying on demon power.

Of course, Bai Mujun didn't expect Chichi to speak.

Just a simple response to his question.

For example, giving a thumbs up, making an emoticon or something, is enough.

Bai Mujun didn't have any certainty of success in his heart.

This act is almost life-giving.

But since there are monsters.

It shouldn't be too much to have a carapace with a bright expression, right?

He clasped his hands together.

Slowly inject mana.

ten o'clock.

fifty o'clock.

one hundred points

Until a thousand points of mana were injected.

The carapace in his hand finally reacted.

It was just trembling slightly at first.

Finally, it seemed that it was about to be unbearable, when it was about to explode.

Taking advantage of Bai Mujun's inattention, he jumped up from his hand and landed on the ground.

No sound was made, but it disappeared into the ground strangely.

If it wasn't for the fact that Bai Mujun had locked onto its position the moment it landed, he might have lost it.

Bai Mujun frowned.

He noticed that the carapace was fleeing in a certain direction at an extremely fast speed.

Where is this going?

Under the night.

In front of the densely packed screen.

A giant purple worm in a suit was leaning on a computer chair.

On the left eye, wearing a detector-like glasses.

Watching the evening news leisurely.

Seeing some news related to himself, he chuckled.

Suddenly, the phone next to the computer rang.

"Hey, Qianzu, how's the quantity on your side?"

"Don't worry, it's enough for business." Millipede smiled maliciously, "The grievances for 3,000 people have exceeded the standard by a lot."

There was no change in the tone of the other party.

"Don't be careless, I haven't contacted Qingfang for a while."

"Heh, who made it like to take younger brothers everywhere." Millipede said disdainfully.

"It's probably an inner ghost. Let's unite with those shrines and give it a pot, right?"

There was silence on the other side for a while.

"You should pay more attention."

"Don't worry, I won't be so stupid to accept some trash as my subordinates."

The millipede speaks for itself.

"And my Tudun is the fastest among the A-level monsters in Tokyo!"

"What's more, aren't there still those stupid monsters from the Gou faction who are taking the blame for us?"

The other party was silent for a few seconds, then hung up the phone.

Millipede sneered, slowly parted his mouth, and threw the phone in.

Crackling, chewing a few times.

He glanced at the computer screen proudly.

The whole of Tokyo.

No one can know where I hide except myself!

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