I, the god, recruit witches to make money

"I just called the chief priest of Nohara Shrine and he said that the people of the Spring God Cult placed the statue on the sand field in the park. He has killed it and left the body there."

"A bunch of lunatics."

Nohara Taro's face was full of disgust, and he didn't like the guy who was learning the art of worshiping gods.

Those who worship gods often die at the hands of the gods they worship. Not only are they willing to gamble their lives, they also drag others into the gamble. What a bullshit.

He was so frightened just now that he almost ignored the police station and ran away to other places.

"Inspector Miyamoto, what did you see just now?"

Nohara Taro took a sip of tea.

Inspector Miyamoto stood up straight and said, "Director Nohara remained calm in the face of danger and calmly directed the police officers at all levels to control the strangeness that was about to break out in the first place, so that the city did not suffer any major losses."

"That's not the case. The chief priest of Nohara Shrine also deserves credit."

Taro Nohara stroked his beard and fell into thought.

He was transferred from Tokyo to Nohara Police Station a year ago and took over the position of chief.

Born in Tokyo, he looked down on remote and poor places like Nohara.

I didn’t expect that there was such a talented person hidden in the small Nohara.

He said, “In my opinion, we should give out the Outstanding Priest Award in the name of the police station to commend Nohara Shrine for stopping this strange behavior.

By the way, what level is that God Lord?"

"The previous Lord God was level 7, and the current one is level 1."

Inspector Miyamoto answered truthfully.

When Nohara Taro heard this level, he frowned slightly and changed his words: "Only level one? Maybe he is just lucky. It is better not to commend him."

"Yes." Inspector Miyamoto did not persuade the spirit hunters that the hierarchy had been changed. He did not need to educate his immediate superior about such a small matter.

"You go down."

Taro Nohara clicked the mouse, transferred 300,000 to the other party's account, and canceled another order. Within ten minutes, the illegal cancellation only resulted in a 10% deduction.

All of these needed to be reimbursed by the higher-ups, so he began to write this report.

……

Komori family.

The inner ghost returned to the lamp and turned into a flame in the wick. As her mood swayed, the girl pursed her lips, and a hint of pink glittered in the flames.

Her eyebrows were furrowed and her scarlet eyes looked around nervously. What should she do?

Was the Lord God angry just now?

When Junichi Komori thought about his exposed thoughts and his attitude of running away, his heart became flustered, as if a deer was running around in his chest.

Afraid of being blamed and also afraid of being kicked out of Nohara Shrine.

The little head is full of distracting thoughts.

She shouldn't have been so impulsive. When she sensed the breath of the God of Spring, she couldn't wait to control the ghost in her heart to rush there.

I even forgot whether I could win or not, and my mind was filled with thoughts of how to wash away my cowardice at that time.

If she hadn't been afraid, her sister wouldn't have...

The evil in her heart grew stronger as if oil had been poured on it. She came to her senses and hurriedly gathered her thoughts to avoid revealing her true feelings again.

"Chun, what's the matter that made you run out so quickly? Chun."

Anxious shouts were heard from inside the house, accompanied by the thumping of crutches on the corridor.

"Sister, I'm fine."

Jun Komori hurried back into the house.

At the entrance, Aoi Komori was leaning on a cane in her right hand.

Her limbs seemed healthy, but when she moved forward, her right foot seemed to be missing and she could not lift it at all, so she had to rely on crutches.

The left hand is also dangling in the air like a noodle, and the real powerful parts are the right hand and left foot.

Her long black hair was draped behind her back, and her big eyes were open but lifeless. Her dilated pupils made it clear that she could not see anything.

"Sister, I just heard the alarm and went outside to check. Everything is fine now. The Lord God has dealt with it."

Jun Komori spoke in a gentle tone, took off his shoes, and walked onto the corridor, "Let's go have lunch."

"Yes." Xiao Sen Kui nodded and asked, "What kind of person is the Lord God?"

"At first, I felt that he was a little harsh, but gradually, I began to realize that the Lord God is a gentle and powerful person."

Jun Komori honestly expressed his feelings, "When I feel lost, I lie down in the corridor. When I feel troubled, I lie down in the corridor. When I feel happy, I still lie down in the corridor."

"He is the Corridor Immortal."

Komori Aoi complained.

"Maybe he likes to bask in the sun there."

Jun Komori gave her own reason. She felt that the shrine master had a tendency to stay at home. He basically did not leave the shrine unless he received an order, and he rarely even left the mansion.

However, she found that the Lord God often watched short videos on YouTube about travel, food, racing, etc., and this interest did not seem like that of a person who wanted to stay at home.

She couldn't draw any conclusions, so she didn't tell her sister.

"How do the others treat you?" Komori Aoi continued to ask.

“They are very nice people, and Kaminagi is a real lady, she looks very sparkling.

Gui Longyuan has a forthright personality and gives people a very handsome feeling, but when taking a bath, I hope she can restrain herself a little. "

At this point, Jun Komori said helplessly, "She always takes a bath naked, without wearing anything."

"Really? Sister, I don't wear clothes either."

Komori Aoi puffed out her flat chest.

The mother's good genes don't seem to have been inherited.

"I don't mind if it's your sister."

Jun Komori hurriedly explained.

"Okay, I know Chun is a good kid."

Komori Aoi smiled and said, "Sister wants to hear more about your experiences at the shrine."

"Hi." Jun Komori seldom spoke to outsiders, but she never felt tired of talking to her sister. She wished she could describe all the things in the world and stuff them into her sister's mind.

After lunch, Jun Komori came to a conclusion through his description of life in the shrine.

I must go back and apologize to the Lord God.

"Sister, the dishes are done. I need to go back to the shrine."

"Well, keep practicing."

Komori Aoi waved her right hand but did not stand up to see her off. She sat in the living room, where a funny variety show was playing on TV.

It was very noisy, she could still hear the sound of the door opening and closing in the entrance hall. The smile on her face gradually disappeared, and with her lifeless pupils, she looked like a statue without a soul.

"Meow."

"Nobunaga, where have you been? Jun came back just now and didn't see you."

Komori Aoi's face showed a hint of life and she waved to the black cat.

Chapter 21 How many hours are three thousand minutes?

Soul boy.

This is a name unique to a religious sect. Its specific function is unclear. From existing records, outsiders speculate that it is a container for the descent of gods.

Not necessarily a person.

The Winter God Cult once used a branch as a spirit child for sacrifice, which led to the Texas Three-Eyed Mania in which tens of thousands of people died. It is said that some Three-Eyed people still live in Texas.

With his back to the sun, Bai Shi flipped through the answer of a master on the Soul Hunting Forum, clicked the “like” button, and expressed his gratitude.

He was lost in thought.

It seems that the word "ling" in that person's name should refer to "lingtong".

Only a vessel as important as a spiritual child is worthy of the leader's personal care.

If this is the case, the other party will definitely not give up until they get the spiritual child.

Even though he killed two people, he couldn't suppress the group of crazy people from the Cult of the God of Spring. Who knows when the next wave of enemies will come.

Thinking of the unknown enemies coming one after another, Bai Shi felt annoyed. It was very easy to kill the enemies.

But waiting passively like this, and being put under the pressure of not knowing whether all the kills have been completed, is not a wise choice.

If you want to solve the problem, one way is to find a spiritual child.

But Nohara City is not big, but also not small, so it is very difficult to find a spiritual child.

His butterfly transformation technique requires some medium in order to track people.

Spiritual children have no medium.

He didn't even know whether the spirit boy was a human, an animal, or a blade of grass.

Considering that the first condition was not easy, Shiraishi chose the second path, which was to pass the blame.

He was not a regular soldier, but an amateur mercenary. There was no need for him to work alone to protect world peace. He could just report the matter of the spirit boy to the local police station.

As for whether the police station should continue to report to the higher authorities and then issue the order on Soul Hunter, that is their business.

Shiraishi acted as soon as he thought of it. He immediately called Nohara Police Station and conveyed the known information.

"…This is how things are. You guys figure out what to do. Goodbye."

Bai Shi hung up the phone directly and felt relieved. By transferring the pressure to others, he would no longer feel any pressure.

"Ah~" He stretched lazily on the spot, no longer thinking about the problem of Lingtong, and prepared to mosaic and mute the name in the video he just shot.

Mosaic mainly covers the area between the eyes and the forehead to prevent others from recognizing you.

The cheeks should be exposed so that everyone can clearly see the changes in expressions of Kiryuin Misae and Kaminagi Rin.

He likes to do things step by step. First, he mutes the surname he pronounces, replaces it with a beeping audio, then moves it to the middle and patiently adds mosaics one after another.

When it was almost over, a gentle voice called out from behind him, like the spring breeze in April, "Lord God."

"Oh, Komori."

Bai Shi didn't look back, he added the last mosaic, exported it, saved it to his phone, and asked, "Why are you back?"

"You, are you going to drive me away?"

Komori Jun was already daydreaming, and when he said that, she immediately thought of chasing him away. Even the back of her that she was used to seeing revealed a cold attitude that showed that she didn't want to look at her again.

Bai Shi was stunned. He turned around and saw her biting her thin lips. Her crimson eyes were filled with tears and she looked like she was about to cry. "What are you thinking? I just wonder why you don't stay at home and stay with your sister for a while longer."

Hearing this, Komori Jun felt somewhat relieved. He held back his tears and said softly, "I came here to apologize to you. I shouldn't have entered Nohara Park so easily."

"Oh, about that matter. I have already forgiven Kiryuin and Kaminagi and the others. I won't blame you either. Just be careful next time."

Bai Shi uploaded the video to YouTube and said in a deep voice: "Your current strength is far from enough, don't think about fighting against a strong enemy, and don't think that numbers mean strength.

The further we go, the less we care about quantity, the less we care about quality.”

Jun Komori nodded obediently, but couldn't help wondering, "Master, why did the strangeness in Nohara Park recur?"

Bai Shi did not hide anything and said, "It was the Spring God Cult that did this. They threw a statue with the aura of the Spring God in there, but I have already dealt with it."

The Spring God Cult. Jun Komori silently memorized the name, but the puzzlement on his face was not resolved. "Why did they want to throw away the statue today?"

"It's related to the spirit boy. It's said that it's a vessel that can summon the God of Spring to come."

Bai Shi's careless words made Dengzhan's heart beat. Xiao Senjun's pupils shrank, but he did not lose his composure. He kept his mind focused and asked, "Lord God, do you know where the spirit boy is?"

"I don't know. Don't think too much about it. The spirit child could be an inconspicuous blade of grass on the side of the road, or it could be someone on the road."

Bai Shi spread his hands and said, "Only those crazy people in the Spring God Sect can tell who the spirit boy is."