Mido Hayato temporarily put down his entanglement of his will and turned his attention to the few people who crossed the first Torii.

Two girls walked in at Shizhi Torii.

"Is this the Waste Spirit Shrine?"

The plaque of Torii has the words "The Shrine of the Waste Spirit" written on it, which is exactly the same as the name of the shrine displayed on the mobile phone map.

Just looking at these two Chinese characters makes people feel uncomfortable. The two words "Huang and Ling" also represent bad meanings in Japanese.

"Aina, why are you distracted?Aina."

The girl wearing sports shoes patted her companion's shoulders and patted her several times before awakening Ainai.

"It's nothing." Aina helped her forehead, "I just felt a little dazed."

"It's not because you've been staying up late recently. You've finally been admitted to the school and you won't have to stay up late again."

"It has nothing to do with that. I'm already an owl physique, and staying up late won't have anything to do. Don't worry about that, let's go up the mountain quickly."

Ainai couldn't tell what was going on with her silence just now, as if she had walked into a different world while walking through Torii.

It's an illusion.

Although I know that there are many strange things in this world, Ainai feels that there is no reason for him to encounter it so by chance.

Aren’t those capable extraordinary people concentrated in cities where every inch of land is valuable? After all, in modern society, large cities are more convenient. Even if they deal with some supernatural events, they will have more supernatural events in cities.

"In such a remote country shrine, maybe there are no clergy inside."

"It shouldn't be true. If there are no clergy, the shrine office will also send priests."

While they were talking, they had already walked most of the way in the Hallo River and could clearly see the second torii in the color of the wood.

"Hello, two." Mizuto Hayato stood in the middle of the shrine courtyard, wearing a high school uniform.

These two men went up the mountain too quickly, so he didn't have time to change into the priest costumes, and the priest costumes left by the original owner's father were not suitable.

If you want a perfect hunting suit, you have to customize it yourself.

It is difficult to customize hunting clothes - Mizuto Hayato has no money to customize hunting clothes.

"Do you guys have any help?"

Mido Hayato didn't know how the priest would receive the "customers". He wanted the two of them to leave quickly after worshiping the gods. He had not yet figured out how to use the system.

"Hey? You belong to this shrine..."

"The Lord of the Shrine of the Waste Spirit Shrine." Mizuto Hayato nodded, not preparing to explain too much.

The Lord of God is the supreme leader of a shrine, such as those larger shrine shrines, such as Kōmiji, Niyi, and Muzhan.

However, small rural communities like the Waste Spirit Shrine have been passed down from generation to generation and do not pay much attention to it.

There were no more than five people in the shrine when there were the highest number of people - this was still the case of witches.

"Such a young god?" The girl in sports shoes looked at Hayato Mizuto in surprise, "You are not as old as me, are you... graduating from college?"

After saying that, she leaned against Ainai and whispered: "Is this shrine reliable? Such a small god."

"Emiko, you cannot be rude in the shrine, as the gods will hear it." Aina also whispered her companions.

Mido Hayato didn't know if there were any gods in the shrine, but he heard Emiko's low voice. No flower or leaf could escape his control in this shrine.

"Where are gods in such a small shrine..." Emiko smiled, "When you encounter a shrine, you think that your habit of worship needs to be changed."

Mizuto Hayato frowned: "The second-year high school student, but he is indeed the Lord of the Waste Spirit Shrine."

He had no intention of paying much attention, and after hearing Emiko's low voice, he became even more interested: "This is just a small country shrine, there is no special place. Please do whatever you want after you visit the gods."

Emiko didn't know that her words had been heard by Mito. Seeing the little god-lord unwilling to pay attention to it, Emiko's heart fire rose a little.

"Emiko..." Ainairara's palm, "Let's go and visit quickly. Haven't you always wanted to start a new relationship recently? I saw on the map that this shrine is dedicated to the great king."

The official title of the great king's destiny should be the great kid. Other names include the big acupoint and the Muchi god. The great gods created in the world, the eight thousand gods, and the ugly man of Aihara...

Weiyuan in ancient books refers to Weiyuan's China, which is the native of Yuyuan, while Chou means strong deterrence.

The translation of the Ugly Male God Aihara into human words is - a powerful man who ruled the native Japanese.

For example, the famous Izumo Dashe, the Imperial Sacrifice God worshipped is the destiny of the great king.

This god dominated love in most shrines. After all, this person is also considered the cannon king in Japanese mythology...

"Okay, listen to you... My love sign will be invited to the Tokyo branch temple of Izumo Club during the New Year, and it will definitely be effective."

Emiko listened to Aina's advice very much.

The two of them washed their hands at the hand water house and stood in front of the worship hall.

"Dingdangdang."

Emiko shook the bell wrapped around the bell rope, but the two of them stared at the lantern directly above the Saiqian box.

The four Chinese characters "The Destiny of the Great Power" should have been written on the lantern, but now it says gods.

Which god is this?

"Lord of God, which god is this god? Is there no specific name? Is it a god named Huang who was worshipped?"

When I saw that Aina had a good attitude and good appearance, she asked, and her attitude just now was pretty good, Hayato Mizuto had the idea of ​​explaining.

But he didn't know how to explain the god, so he had to say casually: "It's a local god, and there are no earth-shaking deeds or names."

"Hey? But the map says the fate of a great power."

Well, that's right, it was, but now it's driven away.

"It's the map icon that was wrong."

"Hiyi?"

“It’s really unreliable.”

Emiko was already standing in front of the worship hall and continued to whisper. If there were really little gods in the world, they would probably be punished.

"Um?"

Mido Hayato looked at Emiko and frowned.

With just one glance, he saw Emiko's "future".

Very short-lived, limited to the future in the shrine.

On the way down the mountain six minutes later, Emiko will suddenly suffer from a heart attack and fall on the mountain steps, and the ambulance will be a member of the awkward before it arrives.

Not to mention the truth that human life is at stake, Mizuto Hayato knew that if someone died in the shrine, as the Lord of God, he would be very troublesome.

If someone dies in the shrine, he, the Lord of God, will also be invited to the nearest police station to investigate and question.

Although this guy hates it and there is no regret for him to die, dying in a shrine is another matter.

After looking at the two of them deeply, Mizuto Hayato went to the corner and called the nearby hospital.

"Yes, No. 112, 5th chome 8, Hamamatsucho, is the Shrine of the Waste Spirit. Someone in the Shrine became ill."
Chapter completed!