I Became a God in Tokyo

Chapter 82: Yaowang Temple Wants Fire

Saturday.

Hachioji City, Mount Takao.

Although the altitude is less than 600 meters, it is rated as the mountain with the most climbers in the world every year.

According to statistics, about three million people visit here every year.

Especially during the red leaf hunting period, the number of tourists visiting is particularly dense, and there are crowds of people going up and down the mountain.

At this moment, the red leaves are in full bloom, igniting the original green mountains and fields in pieces.

In the tree-lined mountain road, Hanekawa Yeye, who did not wear a priestess costume, but chose a sports attire, no longer had the vitality of shopping at the foot of the mountain when she first arrived.

Sitting on the bench, refusing to move, willing to be a salted fish.

Seeing this, Lan Yuchuan, who was sitting by the side, had no choice but to remind: "Yeye, you should have had enough rest, let's go."

"Sister, can you rest a little longer?" Yu Chuan raised her head every night, and looked at Yu Chuan Lan pitifully.

"Persevere, we will soon reach the top of the mountain."

"Hanekawa-san's physical strength is really poor." Kunou Rena who was at the side said sympathetically.

Although physical strength is not her strong point.

But since she began to transform into a monster, physical strength is no longer a problem for Kunou Rena.

If it wasn't for waiting for Hane Chuan Yeye, during this time, she would have been able to go up and down Mount Takao ten times.

"It seems that you are too lacking in exercise. You need to supervise you well in the future." Looking at her sister's fatigue, Yu Chuanlan couldn't help but sighed.

"What, normal people will be tired from climbing mountains! I'm just a normal person!" Yu Chuan said angrily.

Hanekawa Arashi and Kunou Reina both shook their heads.

Hanekawa suppressed his stuffed bun face every night, and snorted angrily.

It's fine for my sister, but why is Kune-san still wearing a priestess costume, but she also looks relaxed?

Aren't we all witches?

While thinking, Yuchuan Yeye seemed to have suddenly discovered something in common between the two people in front of him.

She lowered her head a little resentfully, and glanced at the flatness of her chest.

Could it be that there is insufficient backup energy?

Mmm. Angry.

In order to prevent his body from getting too angry, Yu Chuanyeye immediately tried to divert his attention.

She raised her head and looked around curiously.

"By the way, where is Priest Baimu?"

Lan Yuchuan said helplessly: "It's not because you always have to rest, Mr. Bai Mu took a step first and went to the viewing platform to occupy a seat for us."

ah?

Yu Chuan was stunned every night.

She hasn't forgotten why she came here.

Isn't it meaningless that Priest Baimu is not here?

Thinking of this, she made up her mind and said firmly.

"Let's go after five minutes of rest!"

Then he changed to a more salty posture.

I've heard this many times

Hanekawa Arashi and Kunou Rena looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

Taking advantage of the rest, Yu Chuanlan flipped through the guide book in his hand and pondered.

"I heard that the viewing platform here can see the whole Mount Takao."

"When the weather is good, you can even see Mount Fuji in the distance."

"I'm looking forward to it."

The foot of Mount Takao.

In the gloomy place hidden by the woods, there are several sneaky figures.

"It has been confirmed that the human priest has arrived at the viewing platform."

"When are we dispatching?"

"Don't worry, we have to wait for the order from above"

While the demons were discussing, suddenly, a migratory bird with strange hands on its wings descended and leaped into the shadow of the jungle.

It's high-pitched.

"I order in the name of the big demon Hongye that all monsters withdraw from Mount Takao immediately and don't get close. Immediately, immediately!"

The monsters stationed here were stunned when they heard this order.

Can't help but discuss.

"What the hell is the Red Leaf Demon going to do?"

"Such a good assassination point, if you don't want it, don't you want it?"

"The red leaf monster, it's not a brain problem, is it?"

"Shut up, dare to talk about the big monster behind your back, don't you want the demon pill?" Migratory Bird snapped.

As soon as this remark came out, all the demons obeyed obediently and quickly retreated.

You Yao turned his head before leaving, looking at the red leaves all over the mountain and muttering.

"Don't you think the maple leaves on the tree are a little redder than before?"

Mount Takao, Mount Takao Yakuoji Temple.

This temple was built by Emperor Shomu more than a thousand years ago, and the incense has not been broken, and it has been passed down to this day.

Master Jingshui, who is in charge of the temple today, is also a well-known eminent monk in Tokyo.

At this moment, he is leading his disciples to worship the Buddha in the Buddhist hall.

In the sound of peaceful chanting and worshiping Buddha.

However, excited shouts continued to come from the gate of the temple.

One wave after another, as if the New Year's temple fair was held at the gate of the temple.

Master Jingshui who was disturbed opened his eyes slightly dissatisfied.

"Huiyuan, go out and take a look. What's the noise outside?"

On the futon behind him, a disciple immediately nodded to accept the order, stood up and exited the Buddhist hall respectfully.

After a while, he trotted into the Buddhist hall again, his expression a little excited, and he reported loudly.

"Host, host, go and see! The maple trees outside suddenly turned red!"

"I have been in Yaowang Temple for so many years, and I have never seen such a spectacular scene! This is too beautiful!"

The maple trees are just turning red, so there's nothing to be surprised about.

Master Jingshui was a little puzzled.

But in front of many disciples, he must always grasp his own image.

At this moment, he smiled and raised his palms.

Pinch the palm of the other hand to make a counting gesture.

All the disciples held their breath and waited for Master Jingshui's interpretation.

Master Jingshui stroked the white beard that had been deliberately grown, and stopped with his fingers.

He was quite relieved and said: "Amitabha, all trees prosper together, this is an auspicious sign."

"It seems that my Yaowang Temple is on fire."

"Let's go out with the host to have a look."

After finishing speaking, Master Jingshui stood up with a smile on his face, and led dozens of monks behind him, all walking out of the temple.

Come to the viewing platform where tourists gather.

Amid bursts of uncontrollable discussions, he looked up.

I can see why people are so excited

With the breeze, the maple leaves all over the mountain rustled.

As if being plucked off by someone, it has been separated from the branch.

Instead of falling down one after another, under the blowing of the wild wind in the mountains, they danced towards the sky.

A crimson cloud layer of red leaves was formed, floating above the heads of everyone on the viewing platform.

The bright sunlight shines through the gap, dyeing half of the cloud red.

Seeing this scene, the tourists on the viewing platform couldn't help but tsk-tsk, or took pictures with their mobile phones as a souvenir and posted a line, or asked others to help take a photo.

This kind of natural wonder is indeed rare in a thousand years.

Master Jingshui also couldn't help but seemed to be born from his heart. He raised his shiny forehead, smiled and raised his palms at Maple Leaf, and said with emotion: "Ami—"

Suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply.

In the dark, I felt an indescribable sense of crisis.

It was as if a hatchet was placed on his neck, and it was the kind that sharpened extremely fast.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" The disciple behind saw Master Jingshui frozen in place, and couldn't help asking in wonder.

"It's okay." Master Jingshui forced himself to calm down. He turned around and looked at the crowd, and said calmly, "Maybe my mind is disturbed. Go back to the temple quickly."

All the disciples responded in unison: "Yes."

But within two steps, Master Jingshui suddenly yelled again: "Wait!"

"Stop all of them!"

"Turn around!"

Although the monks were puzzled, they still turned around and looked at Master Jingshui inexplicably.

At this moment, Master Jingshui's eyes were trembling slightly.

He staggered two steps and nearly collapsed to the ground.

In his eyes, bright red lights appeared on the foreheads of all the disciples.

This is a disaster of blood and light!

On another hill not far away, fiery red kimonos fluttered.

A woman with an enchanting figure and a beautiful appearance stands looking into the distance.

In the glove box in front of her, rays of light lit up.