I, the god, recruit witches to make money

For physical businesses like Inoue Supermarket, life would be better if they did not speculate in stocks.

Living people always need to eat food and vegetables.

The sales of fruits have become worse.

As purse strings become tighter, people’s desire for money also tightens, and their desire for snacks is greatly reduced.

Business is not nearly as prosperous as it was before the crash.

Life must go on.

Inoue Suzuko thought of her lovely little girl and a smile appeared between her brows, but then she was covered with worries again.

As soon as the little ancestor wakes up, he will make a lot of noise again, and she has no time to rest at all.

While thinking about the future, Inoue Suzuko suddenly noticed a familiar figure walking down the mountain.

Go down the stairs.

His black hair covers his ears, his facial features are regular, and he is wearing classic black and white clothes.

Inoue Suzuko's eyes widened slightly, her mouth slightly opened, and she sat up from the rattan chair with a hint of surprise on her face, saying, "Lord God."

"Hey, Ling-chan, long time no see."

Bai Shi raised his hand to say hello, trotted across the asphalt road, and said with a smile: "You look even more beautiful."

Inoue Suzuko smiled. She knew he was just greeting her, but she still felt happy because women just like to be praised for their beauty.

Even married women are no exception.

"The expedition to Shura Realm is over?"

Bai Shi shrugged and said, "No, there is still one Southern King entrenched, and many places are also occupied by monsters, but in the short term, there shouldn't be any war.

The successive battles exhausted everyone physically and mentally, so they moved into the strategic defense area. I should have returned a long time ago, but was delayed for a while. "

Not to mention the enthusiasm of Jing and Adolf, we also have to deal with Guilongyuan and the others' enthusiasm for dungeon strategies.

It has dragged on until today, and I have finally officially returned from the Shura Realm.

Replenish your own home energy.

"It should be quiet for a while recently. How are you doing?"

"Times have become very bad. The disappearance of the United States has plunged the world economy into a recession. Japan is in a mess, and Europe and Africa are in even greater mourning."

Inoue Suzuko sighed and asked the question that concerned her the most, "It's starting to spread online that the extraordinary people are going to abandon humans and move all of them to the City of Dawn. Is that true?"

"That's nonsense. Isn't the Yuqi family expanding its manpower here?"

"Haha, I don't believe it either. By the way, an organization called Hope for Change is very active in Japan. Do you know anything about that organization?"

Inoue Suzuko showed a hint of curiosity. If all was okay, she wanted her daughter to join Hope for Change.

Although my daughter is still young, it will never go wrong to start planning from the starting line.

"It sounds like the purpose is good, but I don't know the details."

Bai Shi shook his head.

"Yeah, I also think their slogan is so good that I can hardly believe it."

Inoue Suzuko was scared of being cheated by Japan's dark society. The hope for change she talked about was so great, and there were so many visible benefits, but these made her suspect that he was a liar.

It’s just that it’s unclear what the other party wants to do by luring people in.

But it might not be a good thing.

As for the traditional Seven Great Families, they are notorious and difficult to enter, with a relatively high threshold.

She was worried that her daughter would not be able to pass the test.

Shiraishi chatted with Inoue Suzuko for a while at the door, then went into the supermarket to buy snacks and ingredients for lunch, including fresh beef, pork, vegetables and fruits.

I bought two big bags.

Shiraishi paid the bill, left the supermarket, and walked back to Nohara Shrine.

……

The warm sunlight created a thin layer of dust floating in the air. In front of the wooden torii gate, a blonde girl in a red and white shrine maiden costume stood with a knife hanging at her waist and a broom in both hands.

Sweep up the dust that has not been cleaned for a long time from the ground.

The face, as delicate as a porcelain doll, was full of tranquility, and the murderous intent generated by the previous continuous fierce battles seemed to fade away little by little under such cleaning.

Kaminagi Rin's restless heart calmed down, and she had an experience different from fighting, and her understanding of kendo and wind deepened.

There are violent hurricanes in the world, and there are gentle breezes that blow across the hills.

Being obsessed with either end will lead to a state of madness.

She suddenly realized something and swung the broom gently as if it were a knife drawn from its sheath.

The wind picked up, and the dust rose up in waves, like waves blowing through a mountain stream.

The dust settled into the woods.

"Yes, your understanding of the way of the sword has reached a new level."

Bai Shi stepped onto the stairs and witnessed this scene, with a look of relief on his face.

The most terrifying thing about wind is not its ferocity, but its unpredictable nature. Sometimes it is a strong wind, sometimes it is a gentle breeze. If you blindly pursue the destructive power caused by the strong wind, you will lose the mystery of its change.

Kaminagi Rin held the broom in her arms and said with a somewhat excited expression: "Yes, I still need to keep working hard."

The amber eyes sparkled.

Bai Shi looked at his hands, unable to free them, so he could only give up the idea of ​​pinching that fair and tender face and said with a smile: "I believe you can do it."

Kaminagi Rin's fighting spirit grew stronger and stronger, and she glanced secretly in the direction of the main hall.

Well, Guilongyuan hasn’t appeared yet.

She stood on tiptoe and tapped Shiraishi's mouth. "Thank you for your encouragement, Shiraishi-kun."

Her fair cheeks turned slightly red and her heartbeat quickened.

Kaminagi Rin still couldn't keep a straight face and maintain the devil-like attitude of Kiryuin.

You can only improve yourself little by little.

Gradually develop to the point where you can step onto the adult stage.

Bai Shi looked at her flushed cheeks and really wanted to take a bite. Unfortunately, if he really took a bite, she would be so embarrassed that her brain would smoke. He changed the subject and said, "Finish the cleaning as soon as possible so that you can eat later."

"Well, I'll do my best."

Kaminagi Rin picked up the broom and waved it.

……

Time flies and it is early April.

With the temporary truce in the Shura world, the extraordinary people began to reorganize and deepen the connection with the original world, creating a stable space-time gate so that people can transfer to the City of Dawn through the gate.

Start a new round of construction.

Turbulence and peace are happening simultaneously in the world, and monster attacks are becoming rare.

Cases involving evil spirits and monsters have increased dramatically, but mysterious incidents involving gods have fallen silent.

It wasn't that the believers of various sects became obedient, but that the gods on the other side suddenly became cold, like a woman who was tired of dating.

No longer responding to the believers' prayers.

The indifference of the gods made Wuxiang Old Mother feel flustered.

The previous changes hoped to stop her from sacrificing Japan to summon the God of Spring, but later, the influence of the Goshichi family returned to Japan from the Shura Realm.

This makes the actions of the Spring God Sect increasingly restricted.

Until now, the remaining connections have been cut off for unknown reasons.

The voice of God disappears from the ears.

Mother Wuxiang could not understand this situation. She wanted to meet the God of Spring more and more, but she couldn't see him.

To hold a sacrificial ceremony now is no less than surrendering to the Japanese army in 45, a dead end.

After much thought, Mother Wuxiang could only think of one way to solve her current predicament.

That is to use the largest sealed area left by the God of Spring to stimulate it, causing a second outbreak and destruction of the weirdness, attracting the attention of the God of Spring, and then using the formation to summon that person to come.

This plan is a bit risky.

If the operation is not done properly, she might become a sacrifice.

To be honest, she really didn't want to go down this path, but considering the recent situation, it was becoming increasingly disadvantageous to her.

If she didn't try her best, she wouldn't be able to splash even a drop of water.

"right here."

After crossing the mountains, a primeval dense forest appeared before our eyes. The Formless Old Mother merged into the shadow at the foot of the mountain, unable to condense into a specific shape, and pollution eroded the land.

The blond man who looked vaguely like Arthur looked forward, frowned slightly and said, "A very powerful barrier has been set up around us."

"Haha, this is a matter of course. In the past, the true body of the God of Spring appeared in Saga, causing tens of thousands of people to be involved in that strange incident. His aura has not dissipated until now, and he has been closely monitored by the Ise Shrine."

The Wuxiang Old Mother replied, "Right now, the Ise Shrine probably doesn't have the free time to take care of things here. They are busy teaching a large number of priests and priestesses."

The extraordinary people's massive expansion strategy allowed many talented people to enter various shrines and dojos.

The golden age of those whom the newspapers call the extraordinary has arrived.

Magazines, newspapers, and short videos on the street are all reporting on the deeds of various geniuses, and some people also post their own practice progress online.

Thanks to those people, the power of Ise Shrine was dispersed to a certain extent, and the only three remaining elders were acting in another place to cover this place.

"Shiro, we only have ten minutes. If we can't establish contact with the God of Spring before then, we will be in a passive situation."

"I know, Mom."

As Shiro spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up, and strange magic spells emerged from his body. Dark, negative emotions turned into tangible mist and floated in the air.

He clapped his hand forward, and the mist condensed into a skull and crashed into the barrier. There was no earth-shattering sound, but only silence, and the barrier showed signs of corrosion.

An inexplicable aura poured out from the barrier.

The vitality of the grass and trees became exceptionally lush, even a little strange.

Wu Xiang's mother whispered, "Let's go."

Shiro leaped forward, and the shadow at the foot of the mountain took off and flew into the gap in the barrier.

……

The aura of the God of Spring that came with the Faceless Mother made the quiet and eerie sealed area become restless, just like a man who had been locked up for ten years was suddenly arranged to stay in the same cell with a curvy beauty.

That restlessness cannot be extinguished by cold water or three degrees Celsius.

The primitive dense forest trembled, and a sharper whistle could be heard faintly. Every blade of grass, every tree, and every vine began to sway wildly as if they had turned into hot dancers.

The body of the Formless Mother spread, devouring all life, and the green land was swallowed by the shadows in just a few breaths.

The earth was filled with twisted darkness.

Shiro continued to make seals with his hands, and magic spells were weaving in the air, imprinting on the body of the Faceless Mother, causing her to twist and utter low and terrifying roars.

Pain and happiness.

Finally, Shiro cut his wrist with a knife, letting the blood flow out continuously and fall into the darkness, making the light of the magic ritual shine brighter and brighter.

This is a magic of summoning gods that is modified from the ritual of descending gods.

Using Shilang as a sacrifice and part of the body of the Wuxiang Old Mother, he called on the distant gods to come.

"Great God, please have mercy on us and show us the way forward!"

The Faceless Mother roared, and the blood light circled along the magic spell and finally converged at the beginning.

The blood-red light suddenly shot into the sky.

Chapter 299 I am not a barbarian