A profession like monks often need to work as part-time psychologists, or use as a tree hole to enlighten people of psychological problems, and listen to the pilgrim donors' talk.

Although no one is willing to find Shifang, he has had such tricks since he was a child under the influence of the abbot.

So, after about an hour, he finally convinced Tiangong Kun to prove that he didn't drive her away because she was too embarrassed...

Very annoying, is she a ill brain?

"That... Master, do you think I'm too tired? So I want me to do something else?" Tiangong Kun sat on the other side of the sofa and finally understood the meaning of Shifang.

"That's what I mean. Don't be too reserved in the Heavenly Palace." Shifang said with a smile.

Although he was laughing, he obviously didn't smile.

"Masters don't have to worry like this... Because, I don't have anything to do in normal times, I don't have many friends, and my parents are all abroad, so there is no trouble." She explained.

"Then you should spend your time making friends and enjoying youth. The beauty of life will pass in the blink of an eye. Why waste it on cooking for me every day?" Shifang advised.

"I won't talk about this anymore, Master, by the way, I had one more thing I wanted to tell you today, but you suddenly came back so early and caught me off guard, so just now... I forgot." Tiangong Kun seemed to not want to say more about this topic, so he started to talk about the main thing.

"One more thing?" Shifang frowned, he had an unknown premonition.

"Well, just this morning, Miss Yuan and the senior management of the Weird Handling Department called me over and asked me to tell you in detail about Master." Tianmiao Kaoru said the serious matter, suppressed her blushing and instructed Shifang: "So, Master, you'd better be prepared recently. The senior management might send someone to contact you."

"Send someone to contact me? That's it, okay, I know, but it's getting late. I see your current state... I'd better go back and have a good rest. As for what happened today, forget it." Shifang mentioned.

Tiangong Kun bit his lower lip and glared at Shifang.

If Shifang had not mentioned it again, she had already deleted the memory.

Soon, she packed up her things, walked to the entrance, saluted to the ten directions, and left.

After she left, Shifang went out and watched her take a taxi home all the way.

Although taxis in Japan are very expensive, it seems that there is no financial pressure for her. After all, she is someone who can spend millions of people to ask for help when she was a student.

In addition to removing the inherent diseases of the Japanese in mind, it is such a good child, especially when he is still so young, he is only sixteen years old in his second year of high school.

Watching the other party take a taxi and leave, he returns to the room.

He folded his hands together and bowed slightly: "The idle man has left, so please let the donor show up."

As soon as he finished speaking, a "samurai" who could not see his gender appeared on his balcony.

He was wearing a samurai armor, very gorgeous and heavy, with a two-meter-long Nota knife on his waist, two spears behind him, and two pistols on his waist...

Yes, the pistol...even because the armor is thick enough and the place is big enough, there is a circle of grenades hanging.

It's really... very modern, so scientific.

Shifang sighed in his heart that modern society cannot be viewed with ancient ideas. After all, even he cannot afford to have a few shuttles of shore defense cannons. Proficient in using thermal weapons will definitely improve his combat effectiveness.

Although the armor is too thick and there is a large helmet and mask, Shifang can still clearly see that this is a woman.

There is nothing special about it. He has learned two of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, namely the Heavenly Eye Power and the Heavenly Ear Power.

He can see all the forms and colors in the world without any obstacles, so the last illusion was meaningless to him, and he could see through the mystery at a glance.

As well as the language of being able to hear the suffering, happiness, sorrow and joy of sentient beings in the six realms, as well as various sounds in the world, he mainly relies on this to learn Japanese, otherwise it would be really difficult to do.

The eyes and ears are connected, and combined with it, his senses are astonishingly sensitive, and he already feels it when the other party just lurks.

However, the armored woman in front of her seemed unwilling to disturb Tiangong Kun, and she actually squatted outside for an hour. She only appeared after Tiangong Kun left.

I don’t know what is hidden under the armor? If you carry something like a cloud bomb with you, the problem will be big.

Taking this into consideration, the Shifang took the initiative to exercise his supernatural powers out of vigilance.

His eyes emitted a bright light, his pupils turned golden, and his eyes focused on his armor.

Then he immediately canceled it, folded his hands together, and bowed slightly: "Donor, sorry."

"Huh? What's wrong? If you said you asked me to wait outside for a while, that's nothing. I just don't want to appear in front of that little girl. I think you must not want to?" said the armored warrior, his voice sounding like a woman in her twenties, nothing special, very ordinary voice.

Shifang was ashamed. He definitely didn't apologize because of this, but what he said... Maybe he would have to fight...

For the sake of world peace, it’s better to hide it. Monks don’t lie, but not saying it will be considered a lie.

"It's okay, then I dare to ask the donor, why did it come?" Shifang directly got to the point, not giving the other party a chance to ask questions, and preventing something from happening.

"I'll introduce myself first, you can call me 'ba'." The woman pushed open the glass door of the balcony and walked in.

Then, she took off her helmet and hugged it around her waist.

Her beautiful face, snow-white hair, bright red eyes, and two long horns on her forehead all show that she is not a human.

"Ghost?" Shifang asked with a frown.

The "ghost" he mentioned does not refer to the soul of the dead person in the Celestial Empire, but is generally called "spirit". In the Japanese context, the ghost pronounced specifically refers to a single race, and the more famous ones are bullies like Shuitun Boy, Ibaraki Boy.

This race is unique to Japan. Usually, "ghosts" are powerful people with infinite power and various martial arts skills.

The person in front of me is obviously the same.

"Yes, I'm a ghost." She naturally responded: "I came here mainly because of Miss Fengyuan's order. I came here to ask about your purpose, monk, what are you here? What do you want to do if you interfere in the affairs of the Weird Handling Department many times, and even have close relationships with internal personnel?"

A woman named "Ba" questioned Shifang, and at the same time, a terrifying pressure began to emanate from her body.

"The answer, I have said it many times, I believe you must know it, so I will just repeat it." Shifang completely ignored the pressure and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.
Chapter completed!