I’m a Witch In Dongying

　　 After tidying up his clothes again, Bai Shuiqiu came to the outer hall of the shrine.

　　The **** enshrined in Tenme Shrine is the **** of rain.

　　 "Rain Master", as the name suggests, is the **** in charge of rain and stop rain, and at the same time the guardian **** of mountains and forests and waters. It symbolizes the smooth weather, and its image is an animal that does not know whether it is a dragon or a snake.

Many gods in Japan are not humans. For example, the "Inari God", which symbolizes food and a good harvest, is the image of a fox. It is said that because they often haunt the fields to catch snakes, insects, rats and ants, they were regarded by the ancient people as beings. Grain protectors who guarded the crops worshipped it, and over time, it became the saying of Inari God.

　　As a witch who came through, Bai Shuiqiu didn't believe in these empty-headed things.

　　 went straight to the cash box in the worship hall, and shook it in his arms.

　　 "The incense money I received recently is a bit low..."

　　 Tens of thousands of yuan is credited into the account every month, and the salary is not as high as that of a part-time job in a convenience store. No wonder that cheap father would be so resistant to taking over the family business.

　　 "Speaking of the system, is there any way to get money quickly?"

　　 Bai Shuiqiu asked on a whim.

　　 I didn’t intend to get a response, but I didn’t expect the system to understand it. The subtitles floated, and two lines of text appeared:

　　 [Optional Task 1: Go to the sea to make a film, earn millions every day]

　　 [Optional Mission 2: Retire an evil spirit in the name of a witch, reward 20,000 yuan for completion of the mission]

　　 Shoot in the sea...

　　 Bai Shuiqiu's face went black when he saw the first line of text.

In her previous life, she did watch some movies of a certain theme made in Japan, and heard of a career that could make money lying down, but she was absolutely impossible to do it herself, even if she starved to death, she jumped from the Tenmu Shrine. Going down, absolutely...

　　呸!

　　 Decisive × Optional Task 1 was dropped.

　　 Looking at the second task, Bai Shuiqiu's face was a little weird.

　　 The task reward of 20,000 yuan is still quite impressive in terms of Japanese prices, but what does it mean to quit evil spirits? Isn't this shrine in my own house a liar who relies on people's superstition?

　　In this world, is there really such a thing as evil spirits?

　　Shintoism claims to have 8 million gods. The so-called everything in the world has anims. There are countless wild gods of all kinds, and the Yushi **** of my own shrine is one of them. However, Bai Shuiqiu has been a witch for several months, coupled with the more than ten years of life experience inherited from her predecessor, she has never seen the appearance of these gods.

　　 In the depths of this low mountain, some birds and beasts such as foxes and wild cats often come down to search for food.

　　As long as these things don't take the initiative to hurt people, Bai Shuiqiu doesn't mind feeding them some bread crumbs.

　　 But evil spirits...

　　 want her to believe in the existence of this kind of thing, unless seeing is believing.

After accepting optional task 2, Shirakawa simply tidied up the shrine, and began to count the emma, sacred fortunes, and Omori. Compared with the stuffed cash box with colorful heads, these things are the main source of income for the shrine. As long as you can find a way to sell a few each day, it is enough to maintain a week's meal.

　　 "Is the priest here?"

　　 The voice suddenly appeared behind him, causing Bai Shuiqiu to stop and turn around.

　　 "Hello, I am the maiden of Tenme Shrine. Do you want to visit the shrine?"

　　 Bai Shuiqiu had a smile on his face, and a pair of oozing eyes looked at the visitor a few times, and guessed his worth from the clothes and temperament.

　　 Lai Ren is a man in his forties. He is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with his hair neatly combed behind his head. He is the most common workplace social dress in Japan. But his face was a little haggard, his dark circles under his eyes were heavy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was even more timid when he walked, making the whole person very wretched.

　　 "Miko..."

　　 The visitor's eyes lit up, and when he saw Bai Shuiqiu's appearance clearly, his expression quickly collapsed.

　　 "It turned out to be the Miko-sama... I want to ask a demon."

　　 Omori, is a talisman.

　　 The priest writes the name of the deity enshrined in his shrine on a wooden board or a piece of paper, and then puts it in a small cloth bag to make a so-called Omori, which is sold to worshippers.

　　 Bai Shuiqiu randomly picked one from the side, held it in his hand and handed it over: "Chenghui 500 yuan, thank you, remember not to open it casually when you take it home, otherwise the blessings inside will become invalid."

　　 "Thank you, thank you."

　　 The man wiped his sweat and handed over a coin, but he didn't mean to leave.

　　The visitor is a guest, and Bai Shuiqiu is not embarrassed to drive people out, but quietly gains an extra attention.

　　 This guy, isn’t he here to steal things?

　　 I heard that there was a precedent in the shrine in Kyoto where the cash box was stolen overnight. Bai Shuiqiu didn't want to encounter the same thing.

　　 The sky is getting late and the sun is setting.

　　 sent away a pair of elderly mother and daughter who had come to ask for a visa. Bai Shuiqiu guessed that the grandmother in this life should also be back soon, and was about to close the door to thank the guests.

After looking around, I didn’t see the figure of the middle-aged man just now, and went all the way to the Yugaki outside the main hall, only to find the man in a corner: "Hey, are you okay? The shrine is about to close. You hurry down the mountain and go home."

　　 "Hug, sorry..."

The man squatted up to his feet. He didn’t know if it was because of fear or his body was emptied. His face was full of sweat: "Mikomi, I know this request may be presumptuous, but... I’m really sorry, can you let me? I’m staying at the shrine for one night...I can pay for it!"

"are you joking?"

　　 Bai Shuiqiu's expression cooled down: "The shrine has closed its business, please leave immediately.

Chapter 3 It's him, it's him

　　 Tenme Shrine does not have the tradition of allowing guests to stay overnight, and the man’s behavior seems to be unkind in every way.

Japan’s social pressure is quite heavy, especially after middle age, it is basically difficult for people to develop again. Often people are frustrated with life because of hopeless promotion, which breeds some crazy ideas. News of suicide by wrists and lying on rails are common, and people who develop perverts such as stealing women's underwear are also everywhere. It has only been three months since Bai Shuiqiu was reborn, and he has seen several such news in the newspapers.

　　 But most people don't have the courage to face the shrine maidens in front of the "gods".

　　 Bai Shuiqiu is ready to call the police.

　　 The face of the man who was rejected became more and more anxious, gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't help saying: "Mikomi, in fact, I...recently, I was entangled by an evil spirit!"

　　 The man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as soon as he said. The next words flowed a lot, and he explained it like a bamboo tube poured beans.

　　His speaking speed is very fast, Bai Shuiqiu's Japanese listening level is still a bit anxious, and he only understands the general meaning.

"You mean, on the way home in the last few days, I always feel that someone is following you behind me, and when I watch TV and sleep at home at night, I often hear footsteps outside the door, but no one can be seen when the door is opened. ?"

　　 "This situation...Are you sure it's not a hallucination due to mental stress?"

　　 "It's definitely not an illusion!"

The man wiped his sweat vigorously, his face turned blue, and he said in a low voice: "These situations started after I attended the funeral of a colleague. I didn't care about it at first, but in the past few days, I have been doing it every day. Hearing that sound, and as long as I close my eyes, I will have nightmares constantly, and the sound of footsteps will appear every time in the nightmare.

　　 At first, the sound of footsteps was only lingering in the corridor outside my house, and then appeared in the living room...

　　 I confirmed that I did not hear the sound of opening the door, and the door lock was intact, but until the night before...

　　 The sound of footsteps appeared in the bedroom, standing in front of my bed! I knew he was staring at me there, but he never dared to open his eyes to see. He covered his head with a quilt all night and never dared to fall asleep..."

　　 Inexplicable footsteps, continuous nightmares.

　　 Bai Shuiqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, as if smelling an unusual smell.

　　 Didn't she doubt that the man was lying.

　　 But I went to the shrine on the mountain and told such a story to an underage maiden. It really didn't make much sense.

　　 Moreover, when the man recalled these experiences, his face was full of scared expressions, and his body was trembling all the time.

　　 If he is really lying, then his acting skills would be better.

　　 "So, when you came to the shrine in the afternoon, you just wanted to beg the priest to help you solve this matter?" Bai Shuiqiu said.

"Yes…"

The man shrank and looked around, obviously overwhelmed: "I haven't slept for two days in a row. I really couldn't stand it this morning. I dozed off at the company and was severely scolded by my boss. One meal...I think if you sleep in the shrine, you won’t have that kind of nightmare anymore, so Master Miko, please relax..."

　　 "Shh!"

　　 Just when the man wanted to continue speaking, Bai Shuiqiu suddenly stretched out a finger, placed it in front of his lips, and made a silent gesture.

　　 The man closed his mouth and looked over with some unknown reason.

　　 At the shrine in the evening, there are not too many noisy sounds, only the rustling of leaves in the distance.

　　 But at this moment, there was a slight footstep suddenly, as if someone was walking back and forth outside the shrine.

　　 Tap, tap, tap...

　　 Every sound is extremely precise, as if carefully considering the size of the steps, the heels hitting the steps, the original crisp sound, but Bai Shuiqiu and the man's hearts coincided with a sense of depression.

　　 "It's him...it's him!"

　　 The man was so scared that he shrank into the corner, holding his head in his hands, and yelled in horror on his face.

　　 Is there really a ghost?

　　 Bai Shuiqiu frowned, glanced in the direction outside the shrine, walked quickly back to the main hall, and took out the [old Azusa bow] from under the shrine.

The Hebow, which is close to two meters long, is much taller than Bai Shuiqiu's. It feels nondescript in his hand, but when he touches the bowstring, Bai Shuiqiu feels a warm current pouring in. The palm of the hand is a little more courageous.

　　 go back to the courtyard.

　　 "You stay here and don't move around."

　　 Bai Shuiqiu turned his head and glanced at the earth-colored man, then took a straight step towards the outside of the shrine.

　　 There was no one outside the door.

The afterglow of the setting sun is blocked by layers of leaves, the woods are dark, and countless shadows are hidden in them. However, in this empty mountain forest, there is a strange sound of footsteps, from far to near, becoming More and more clear. It seems that something invisible is walking up the steps and approaching Tenmou Shrine.

　　 Take a deep breath.

　　 draw the bow, take the arrow.

　　 At this moment, Bai Shuiqiu's expression was more serious than ever before, and his eyes followed the point of the arrow, slowly moving around in a circle. Under the blessing of [Ancient Flow Archery lv2], her mind is highly concentrated, her eyesight has improved more than usual, and even the slightest wind and grass can be caught by her eyes.

　　When he passed a certain point, Bai Shuiqiu's eyes suddenly condensed, and his aura exploded in an instant.

　　咻!

　　 Feather arrow shot out!

　　 The arrow seemed to hit something, a faint sound like a leather laceration was heard, and then it was nailed to a tree trunk more than 20 meters away, and the white tail feathers were trembling. Almost at the same time, the sound of footsteps suddenly speeded up, and a cold feeling rushed toward the face, bringing a chill deep into the bone marrow!

　　 Without any hesitation, Bai Shuiqiu immediately opened the Catalpa bow, took the arrow with his backhand, and shot out three arrows in a row!

　　 When the second arrow was shot, a scream broke out in the air.

　　 At the third arrow, the scream almost sounded in front of Bai Shuiqiu, and the distance between her and her was less than three meters!

　　嘭!

　　 A cloud of smoke exploded!

　　 In midair, a transparent shadow suddenly appeared, as if a huge face howled towards Bai Shuiqiu, his expression was distorted a few times extremely hideously, and it gradually broke apart, disintegrated and dissipated in the surrounding air.

　　 [Optional task 2: In the name of the witch, retreat to an evil spirit (completed)]

　　【Received a task reward of 20,000 yuan, which has been put into the cash box】

　　 Seeing the reminder that the mission was completed, Bai Shuiqiu let out a long sigh, put down the catalpa bow, and the momentum that had just gathered quietly dissipated.

　　 "Is this the evil spirit..."

　　 It’s not as scary as I thought, I thought it was going to fight for 300 rounds.

Chapter 4 I'm curious

　　 Bai Shuiqiu turned around and saw the man shrank and stood up, staring at this side dumbfounded, his mouth was not closed for a long time: "Witch...Sir, the thing outside just now, could it be..."

　　 "If nothing else, it would be the evil spirit you said."

Bai Shuiqiu thought for a while, and said, "I don't know why that guy would stare at you. Maybe you did something unintentionally to provoke him. Anyway, it's all right now... By the way, if you don't worry about it. , Buy more picture horses, maybe it can help you transfer or something."

　　 A picture horse is 500 yuan, a little more is a little bit.

The man was stunned for a moment, as if he had suddenly thought of something. He looked eagerly at the feather arrow nailed to the trunk outside, took out his wallet from his pocket, and took out a few thousand yuan bills from it: "Mikomi, can you please The few magic arrows shot out just now are sold to me. If the money is not enough, I can add more..."

　　 "That's not a demon... okay."

Bai Shuiqiu knew very well that the arrow she used to shoot the evil spirit just now was just an ordinary wooden arrow. It was not the rumored "devil-breaking arrow". The one that really played the role of curbing the evil spirit was probably the one in her hand. [Old Catalpa Bow]. But since the other party is willing to spend thousands of yuan to buy a few wooden arrows that are not worth a penny, she has no reason to refuse.

　　 accepted the money and passed the wooden arrow.