The evil god seizes the house, I will fail

Erma Liu froze for a moment: "What? Will I be thrown out?"

However, they had already reached the door.

Qiu He turned his head away, not daring to watch the embarrassing scene that followed.

Sure enough, a priest came over and said politely: "Sorry, this room is for the guests invited by the shrine, and it is not open to the public."

Ji Zhisen and Liu Erma were immediately embarrassed, laughed, and were about to leave.

As a result, as soon as they turned around, there was another trembling voice behind them.

"Excuse me, are you two Mr. Ji Zhisen and Ms. Liu Jing?"

Seeing their faces, the priest seemed to have thought of something, and quickly showed a respectful expression: "I'm really sorry, I didn't recognize the two distinguished guests at the moment. I will take someone to invite you to rest in the shrine. There are special resting places there. The VIP room, as well as the shrine’s special refreshment tea, are for you to enjoy. If you feel unwell, we will invite a special priest to treat you.”

Ji Zhisen and Liu Erma: "..."

Qiu He: "..."

The priest immediately turned back, with a ferocious expression, and roared in a low voice: "What are you still doing in a daze! Hurry up and entertain the distinguished guests! The distinguished guests have already arrived on the mountain, why didn't anyone notify me in advance? What are you all doing? ? I don’t know if your guest has high blood pressure?”

He yelled at those subordinates angrily: "If there is something wrong with the health of the honored guests, ten thousand times of death is not enough for you! You should prepare the sedan chairs when you are down the mountain, and lift the honored guests up like donkeys! Now, you give I immediately moved and lifted the two of you up the mountain!"

The little priests were terrified and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

Some went to carry the sedan chair, and some went to prepare antihypertensive medicine and tea.

The priest turned around and showed an apologetic smile: "You two have come from a long way, the shrine is so neglectful, damn it! If you have any request, just ask, I will meet all your requests."

The couple looked at each other, dumbfounded.

Qiu He's jaw dropped.

"How could it be... like this?" Bishop Morishima came down the mountain road sweating profusely. He used to be a believer in Shintoism, and now he is the minister of the Tokyo branch of the Church of the Holy Church. He has several positions on his shoulders.

Whether it is today's security work or the religious master of ceremonies, he is in charge of everything.

This trip up and down the mountain exhausted his old bones.Because he belongs to the transcendent of the conjuration system, he is actually no different from ordinary people in terms of physical fitness.Especially after getting old, an old bone is no longer useful.

"Come on, pour me a glass of water..."

Bishop Morishima walked into the Japanese house, wanting to drink a cup of tea.

As a result, there was no one in there, and the tea was empty.

The priests were busy back and forth outside, and the birds didn't even glance at him.

"How is this going?"

He said blankly and angrily: "Why is no one paying attention to me? How can it be reasonable!"

"Father."

Xueyue walked into the Japanese room, and in the end it was her daughter who brought in a bottle of mineral water, and said indifferently: "These priests seem to be busy entertaining distinguished guests."

Bishop Morishima was not happy when he heard this: "What distinguished guest? More important than me? Could it be the principal and vice-principal? They have already reached the top of the mountain!"

However, next, he saw eight fourth-rank priests carrying a large sedan chair, walking up the mountain road on tiptoe, with a few attendants behind them carrying tea and snacks.

Bishop Morishima was dumbfounded, and walked out subconsciously, looking in the direction in which the group of people left.

He knew all those fourth-rank priests.

"Bishop Morishima."

Several team captains came over to say hello, and asked, "Just now, I saw those priests looked respectful and hurried, as if they were distinguished guests. Who are they?"

Bishop Morishima shook his head: "I don't know, but those few are the personal attendants of the Holy Witch. I said that they are a few fourth-orders who have nothing to do standing below like a guard. It turns out that they have been ordered to guard Here. My God, what kind of person is on that sedan chair?"

The great priest of the fourth rank can only be a bearer.

Emperor Fuso didn't have this treatment.

And if the important officials of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Affairs Department want to visit the gods, they can only obediently wait at the foot of the mountain to be summoned.

It still depends on whether the holy priestess is in a good mood.

Even if you are in a good mood, you can only meet through a door.

I can't see the lineup of the Holy Priestess.

As for these priests, they usually look at people with their nostrils.

"Big man, definitely a big man! Could it be that he is a strong man from the Seven Sects of the Sanctuary?"

Bishop Morishima was very puzzled: "It's not right, even the strong of the Seven Sects don't deserve such a grand treatment, and they are not my own parents..."

The green man was terrified when he heard it.

Good guy, it's actually the personal guard of the Holy Witch.

"But, but this is obviously a very ordinary family..."

Qiu He couldn't understand it.

·

"I really didn't expect that the service of Yaqi Shrine would be so considerate. I haven't been served like this in my life for so many years, which makes me feel embarrassed." Erma Liu sat in the side hall of the shrine on the top of the mountain, looking at the quaint surroundings. The solemn sculpture is full of novelty.

"I guess it's Qihai's arrangement?"

Ji Zhisen said with emotion: "It's really a bit embarrassing."

After being sent to the top of the mountain, the priests took them to the rest room used to receive distinguished guests.

There are tea, snacks and air-conditioned sofas in the room.

Several fourth-rank priests stood guard at the door of the lounge, expressing their orders to them at any time.

Of course, if you have enough rest, you can also walk around.

The priests were very polite and didn't follow behind to disturb them, they just stayed there.

As long as you are tired from shopping, come back and we will serve you at any time!

If there are any other needs, there are other priests here to entertain.

When meeting them along the way, every priest showed an extremely respectful expression, like a tour guide of a tourist attraction, kindly introducing the culture and history of Shintoism to them.

Every time they came to a step, they went up to support them diligently.

lest they fall.

Ji Zhisen felt as if the leader was going to the countryside to inspect, and he also found that the group of priests treated them with special care, and everyone's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Especially when he accidentally tripped.

Those priests were so frightened that their faces turned ashen, and their throats were almost raised.

"Hey, where's Mingying?" Erma Liu asked.

"Oh, she's eating watermelon in the lounge, and she's fine with Xiaoyan. Those two kids don't know anything about religion and culture, and they're not interested in visiting shrines, so just let them eat there. Speaking of which, I have never seen such a strange girl as Mingying."

Ji Zhisen complained: "Eating 24 hours a day, don't be sick?"

"He is an extraordinary person, how can we understand it."

Erma Liu said, "Let's go, let's go to the next side hall."

The priests immediately swarmed up: "Guests, be careful of the threshold!"

Ji Zhenling leaned on the stone pillar outside the side hall, looked at the blue sky on the top of the mountain, smiled silently, took out her mobile phone and sent a message: "Qi Hai, thank you."

She thought all of this was arranged by her best friend.

Sakuraman Qihai: "What are you talking about? I'm helping with the affairs of the shrine. My father doesn't know where he is at this juncture. I'm really exhausted. I've been busy until now and haven't found time to entertain you. Are you all right? ? Still halfway up the mountain?"

Ji Maling was stunned for a moment: "What? You didn't arrange these?"

Yingman Qihai: "What's the arrangement? Didn't I just give you an invitation letter?"

Ji Zhenling frowned, instinctively aware that something was wrong.

Then she closed her eyes, expanding her perception.

Heard whispers in the corner.

"My God, you don't know. Mr. Ji almost tripped over the steps just now. If the Holy Witch finds out about this, can I still keep my dog's head?"

"Don't mention it soon. Ms. Liu said before that the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was too low and it was a bit cold. I was so scared that I crawled and crawled to adjust the temperature and sent a blanket. I'm going to be beheaded, okay?"

"You two trash! What kind of noble people are those? How dare you make such a lowly mistake? Don't die? They are the family of that lord! Do you understand? When the distinguished guests come down the steps , you just lie down below and let him step on you, understand?"

"Understood! We represent Yaki Shrine, the face of the holy maiden!"

"Well, just understand! Quick, run like a donkey!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Ji Zhenling opened her eyes, a suspicious expression flashed in her pupils.

·

A world famous painting, Suzaku is cooking.

"Em, Eminem..."

Ming Ying sat cross-legged in the lounge, hugging a whole watermelon, eating it with great joy.

This girl seems to be born with a problem with her brain, or she is too focused and has nothing to do.It's just that her focus is on eating and drinking.

You said go on a trip today, and she said yes.

Because in her impression, travel is to eat.

In the end, she was a little unhappy when she came to Mount Fuji, because it was different from what she had imagined. There were no snack streets and restaurants, let alone ice cream and fried chicken shops.Fortunately, after arriving at the top of the mountain, there were enough melon and fruit snacks in the lounge, so she suddenly became elated again.

Ji Yan tried several times to communicate with her but failed.

For example, if you ask her, are you from the Huangzong of Cathay?

She ignored you at all, and continued to eat with puffed cheeks.

After she swallowed it, she raised her head and looked at you in a daze, and said, "Oh?"

It means that she was distracted just now and didn't hear it.

Ji Yan deeply felt a sense of powerlessness.

At the same time, he began to feel a kind of sympathy for Aokiji.

Taking her into action is no different from taking a daughter.

"You stay here, I'll go out for a walk." Ji Yan instructed.

Mingying: "Amu, Amu..."

"..."

Ji Yan shook his head and walked out of the lounge.

As soon as he went out, he felt a faint fragrance coming from behind him.

A pair of soft, boneless hands covered his eyes.

A breathy voice came from my ear: "Hey, guess who I am?"

"boring."

Ji Yan peeled off her hand, just the body fragrance behind it, and the playful voice.

It couldn't be more familiar.

Erin Arisukawa stood behind him with a smile that was not a smile, with exquisitely embellished makeup, a seductive black priestess costume, and slightly permed curly hair hanging down her waist, she was so beautiful that it was shocking.

Behind her, the surviving patriarchs including Sakura Manke Shiina Minaka saluted respectfully.

"I've seen adults."

Ying Mansheng and the others said in a deep voice.

Ji Yan was slightly taken aback, thinking that he was using his real appearance at the moment.

As a result, the next moment he found that the eyes of this group of people flashed fleeting black.

"Good guy, have you developed them into your followers?" Ji Yan was slightly surprised.

"Yeah, it's not convenient to keep it from them all the time."