I'm Really an Alchemist

The security guards in Junk High School do not have the corresponding qualities. Even if there is a group fight in the school, the security team will wait for them to finish the fight before slowly coming out to clean up the mess.

How dare you stop such a ferocious team at first sight!

These brawny men came straight to Shinomiya Kaguya, showing a gracious smile.

"Rie, take me to see your classroom?"

Kaguya Shinomiya showed a spring-like smile, took Rie's little hand, and pulled the dazed girl away from here.

Taimei and the gang felt bad. They smiled awkwardly at the strong man and stepped back carefully.

"Who wants to be friends with Miss Shinomiya?"

"Who has been bullying Rie Imamura?"

The strong man at the head grabbed Taimei's hair and said coldly, "Is that you?"

The terrified legs of Taimei and the gangster trembled, and their teeth trembled.

They are just scum in the school, and even ordinary gangsters can hang and beat them when they go out of society. How can they compare to the talents that these four palace chaebols have dug out from Southeast Asia.

How to torture the enemy physically and mentally is their specialty.

The Shinomiya chaebol has long since investigated the school violence that Imamura Rie encountered in school, and preparing these people is of course to gain a wave of favorability in front of Imamura Rie.

You don't need to spend a lot of money to get the favor of Imamura Rie, this is the only time such a good deal!

Even in order to get this opportunity to gain goodwill, the Si Gong chaebol and the Public Security Bureau made a certain exchange of interests, otherwise the Public Security Bureau would have given up such a good opportunity.

As for the gangster and Taimei, they are just sacrifices that can be thrown away after they are used up, and no one will care about their thoughts.

It's just trash that can't even be mentioned as a chess piece!

"Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!"

The sisters knelt in fear in front of Imamura Rie, tears streaming down the face of fear, and banged their heads in front of the dazed classmates.

The teacher pretended to be invisible and continued teaching.

Imamura Rie showed a very happy smile after a long silence.

The bullying they suffered in the past, the depression in their hearts, and the incomprehensible thoughts in their minds all sublimated in their fearful and humble behavior.

It's as cool as rising to the top of the clouds!

She knew that everything she got now came from Lord Ghost Girl. If there was no Lord Ghost Girl, she would still be that ordinary high school girl who was inconspicuous and bullied.

No one will vent his anger, nor will he know such an excellent young lady Shinomiya Kaguya!

...

What Rie Imamura experienced not only satisfied the Shinomiya chaebol, but Zhou Qi was also satisfied.

Everything went according to his plan, without deviation.

"When the ghost girl's vest disappears, Imamura Rie will fall from heaven to hell, and she will inherit the power of the ghost girl and become a real superhuman to replace me to attract the attention of the government."

Zhou Qi was in Skynet, filling the loopholes in the plan.

"Then it's time for the second vest."

The silver nano-robot quickly condensed in the living room, and standing in front of Zhou Qi was the red-clothed black-haired ghost girl, Amamiya Jiuzi.

She slowly opened her eyes and said coldly, "Master."

Now it is Skynet remotely controlling this vest. Zhou Qi transmits all the related personalities of Amamiya Jiuzi to the program of the nano-robot. Skynet can retrieve this information and simulate Amamiya Jiuzi's behavior.

Of course, the simulation of intelligent programs will definitely be omissions.

If only Shuko Amamiya appeared to come into contact with humans, with the collective power of the state, she might be able to see her abnormality.

At this time, a big drama will take place, so that the government has no chance to observe carefully!

Zhou Qi stepped forward, and the silver nanomachines revolved around him.

Appearance, clothing, and height were all replaced by the projected virtual scene. What appeared in the living room was a young monk with red lips and white teeth, a holy face, and a pure white cassock.

The young monk squeezed the scriptures in his hands and smiled warmly.

"The poor monk Baoshan floats jade, and the Fa Xiangzong walks the world."

...

Tokyo, Taito District.

This is an Edo-style play place in Japan, as well as Sensoji Temple, an ancient Buddhist temple.

Tourists come one after another, full of people.

A tourist center dominated by Sensoji Temple has been formed here. It is as lively as a banquet. There are merchants wearing Edo-style clothes on the street, selling sugar men, burning incense, masks, and amulets.

Everyone said that their amulets were consecrated by eminent monks in the temple. As for the amulets of a whole street, it may be that Sensoji Temple formed an industrialized consecration model.

There was a wave of exclamations from the crowd.

I saw a young monk with a holy face and a handsome appearance, walking slowly towards Sensoji Temple.

"Why is this monk so handsome?"

"He's also shaved, and none of the monks at Sensoji Temple have shaved!"

"Master, do you lack a girlfriend?"

There are tourists around, some are joking, some ask for a group photo, and some ask for autographs.

The young monk smiled and declined all requests and continued to move towards Sensoji Temple. Tourists all had a good impression of this handsome monk, and they all followed behind, wanting to see what he was going to do?

The monks from the Kaminarimon of Sensoji Temple, watching the crowd of Uyao rushing in, formed a straight line.

Before the straight line, there was only a lonely figure.

The monk felt bad, and while letting the administrators in the temple be notified, he ran out nervously, wanting to know what was going on.

He saw a young monk in a white cassock coming slowly, and the tourists followed him excitedly.

"Hello!"

The monks of Sensoji Temple hurriedly stopped in front of the young monk and asked cautiously, "Master, what are you doing here?"

He looked at the monk in white, touched his hair, and respected his tone.

During the Meiji Reform period, the "Meat-Eating Wife-Bringing Ban" was promulgated. Japanese monks could grow hair, eat meat, drink alcohol, and marry and have children. Today, hair-growing monks with property and wives at home have become a trend.

When the monk with long hair saw the monk with shaved degree, he felt a little weaker mentally.

This shows that even if the other party is allowed by the government decree, he still abides by the rules and precepts, and is a real eminent monk.

The monk in white stopped in his footsteps and said with a smile, "The poor monk Faxiang Temple walks all over the world, and this trip is to seek an explanation from the Master of Sensoji Temple."

The monk is stunned!

This is a debate!

Among the ancient masters and monks, there were often different interpretations of scriptures, and the resulting debates were called scripture debates!

Hoshoji Temple...Isn't that the Six Great Masters of the Nara period? Is there still a lineage now? Wasn't Japan's Buddhism covered by Kamakura Buddhism and the Pure Land line of time?

This motherfucker is here to kick the restaurant!

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I went to see the fist of cyan blue yesterday, and I have a deep understanding

Jinggoku may have run from the Dragon Ball studio to the Conan studio, so he will make waves

第167节 Chapter 12 宝山浮玉

"Is there no magic in your temple?"

Uehara Satoru let out a long sigh. Although he had expected it, he was still disappointed when he learned from the mouth of Tanaka Akatsuki (commonly known as the abbot) of Sensoji Temple.

The Buddhist temples and shrines have all run over, all of them are magic sticks of fooling people, and none of them have real skills!

Abbot Tanaka laughed in embarrassment, and could not wait to rush to Ise Prefecture to have a religious war with the priest who transferred hatred!

Extraordinary power, what extraordinary power is God?

Without it, will it affect my money, and will it affect my driving a Rolls-Royce to consecrate a girl from a good family?

"The harassment is over." Uehara Satoru had already seen Abbot Tanaka's intention to see off guests. After he was convinced that Sensoji Temple also had no extraordinary power, he could only return in disappointment.

Just when he was sent out of the inner hall by Abbot Tanaka, he saw a crowd gathered abnormally in front of the Guanyin Hall.

A monk rushed over anxiously.

"Lord Guanshou!"

Abbot Tanaka frowned slightly, smiled apologetically at Uehara Satoru, and scolded the flustered monk: "I didn't see me entertaining guests, I'll talk about it later!"

The monk pointed at the crowd in the distance, "But, but, someone came to kick the hall!"

Abbot Tanaka blinked and asked the monk to repeat it.

The word "kicking hall" has always been used in martial arts training dojos such as kendo halls and karate halls. Gods come to temples to kick halls. This is not Shaolin Temple!

"How unreasonable!" Abbot Tanaka was furious: "Is it easy to bully me when I Sensoji Temple?"

"Donor Uehara, the old monk needs to deal with some trivial matters, so let the disciple send the donor out of the mountain gate!"

Uehara Satoru waved his hand and said, "No, I often come to Sensoji Temple. If you know the way, you can do it yourself."

Abbot Tanaka nodded and left with the monk.

"Okay, which one should I go to next?"

Uehara Satoru muttered, it was important to find extraordinary power, he didn't have time to watch the fun, so he left directly outside the temple.

When passing by the Guanyin Hall, he stood on a high place and looked at the monks in white standing in the circle surrounded by the crowd.

A handsome monk with a shaved degree is really rare!