At the same time when Natsume Mio helped Kitahara Nanfeng choose his phone.

The junction of Kamakura and Fujisawa.

The Imperial Spirit Shrine enshrined in a certain ancestor of the Kanwu Kai family.

"So, it failed, right? Mr. Iwai."

The Lord of God, wearing a pure white hunting suit, purple slap, and holding a slap board in his hand, stood in the center of the front hall.

He asked when he looked at the uncle who had met Beiyuan Nanfeng.

"Yes! Very sorry."

Uncle of the social animal, Yutaro Iwai was sitting in front of the Lord of God, bent down humbly and sincerely.

When he raised his head again, it was obvious that the bruises on his face had not disappeared yet. They were beaten by Beiyuan Nanfeng... or stepped on them.

"Car" is just to ensure that the conflict can be carried out on a small scale and restore the traces of the conflict, in order to conceal the general public, and not to protect both parties to the conflict within.

"Oh no, I'll be distressed."

The Lord of the God who was standing in the front hall turned his head and looked at the ancestral shrine and murmured: "In half a year, the day of Shen Wuyue will be coming. Our gods don't want to be embarrassed in the Izumo Club."

"Sorry again." Yutaro Iwai bent over again.

"No need to do this. Will Chunyi cause you trouble this time?"

"No, the young master is very good. Apart from complaining about my work, suggesting that I quit, and yelling when I was nervous, and being knocked down by the critical moment, there is no problem."

"Hey! Uncle, what's the best of this? Isn't this just a criticism of me worthless?"

Standing on the side of the Lord of God, Ping Chunyi, the frivolous young man with a bruised nose and a swollen face, shouted loudly.

"Shut up." The Lord of God glanced at his son.

"cut."

The frivolous young man threw his head aside, rubbed his face, and murmured: "That bastard, one day I will return this punch."

"So, this failure was because of an unexpected person, right?"

The Lord of God did not care about Pekini's remarks, but turned his attention to the Uncle of the Social Animal again.

"Yes, to be honest, I was also surprised. Suddenly an ordinary person was pulled into the 'carnation' and still retained the ability to move freely, which is really strange."

"Are you sure you are an ordinary person? Recently, the spirit has become stronger and stronger. Many ordinary people have become clergy and there are many more wild dogs. Could it be a wild dog?"

"No, I'm pretty sure the other party is not a clergyman or a wild dog."

The uncle from the social animal said confidently: "The other party is an ordinary person with no fluctuations on his body. However, although he is an ordinary person, his motor nerves seem to be very good and his physical fitness is also very good. After a negligence, he didn't even have time to do a stylistic movement, so he rushed to the front of him. This is how the young master was knocked down by a punch."

"So can you stop talking about the fact that I was knocked down with one punch?" the frivolous young man shouted.

“That’s the truth.”

"Sorry, I'm really sorry for being knocked down by one punch. Uncle Sang, who was knocked down by two punches."

"At least one more punch than you."

"Talking."

"Okay, are you talking about manga?"

The Lord of God slightly raised his voice and whispered.

The two of them immediately shut up.

"What is that young man? The enthusiastic people passing by?"

"No, I heard from him that he is the grandson of the Lord of the Kyung Shrine, and that of the little girl's brother."

"Brother..."

The Lord of God crossed his steps left and right, as if he was thinking.

"A master priest god is a shrine of a family member. He can actually knock you down with three punches. Japan is really a crouching tiger, Hidden Dragon." The Lord of God suddenly raised his head and smiled sarcastically. "The little Kanagawa, the shrine of the gods who worship Inari, dare not move, the shrine of the famous gods who worship, the famous generals, the shrine of the ministers who dare not move, and now he cannot even move a shrine of a family member."

The frivolous young man suddenly said, "Actually, we can win the shrines related to Inari God, and we feel very weak."

The Lord of the Yuling Shrine glanced at him: "Then will you beat Fushimi Inari Grande Club? Or is it different from the Inari God worshipped here and the Inari God worshipped at Fushimi Inari Grande Club? Or do you have the ability and confidence to cross the Otori donated by Toyotomi Hideyoshi?"

The frivolous young man immediately shut up.

If he remembers correctly, Fushimi Inari Taisha, including those who are invited by the internal and external sources, there are a total of 1,700 clergy who can be admitted to the "carved"... Let alone him, even the Ise Temple may be open to the 55th.

Of course, there is a premise, if the above does not interfere.

The Lord of God frowned and said, "So fewer things to say in the future are just brains. Now you have to consider how to win the Yu Family Shrine."

"Last time it was an accident, I guarantee it will be successful this time!"

"I believe it."

The Lord of God's brow gradually relaxed: "I believe it was an accident last time, so I am willing to give you another chance, but... I need an insurance this time."

"Come out."

The Lord of God looked at the front hall behind him.

A woman in an ordinary red and white witch costume walked out and bowed slightly to the three of them.

"Please give me some advice." A woman looks over thirty years old and is not pretty, but she is better at maturity.

The uncle of the social animal and the frivolous young man lowered their heads to her slightly.

"I hope you can succeed this time. I don't want to be dragged too long by a shrine dedicated to the Imperial family. I believe you think so too. I look forward to your news. Kanmu Hei clan should not just stay in the small Kanagawa."

The Lord of God finished his last sentence.

Then he left.

Leave three people behind.

"So, please make a battle plan." The woman in a witch suit spoke first.

The frivolous young man Ping Chunichi said directly: "Just go straight, I'm ready this time, I don't believe that the bastard can still walk in front of me."

Only the uncle from the social animal did not speak.

He slowly stood up from the ground, shook his numb legs, and lit a cigarette.

"Speaking of this, that girl is only in her teens."

The uncle from the social animal crossed the stone section and looked into the distance, and suddenly said.

"Uncle, would you be rude to smoke in the shrine?" The frivolous young Junichi Ping could not hear what he said.

"The gods don't recognize this thing." Uncle social animal responded casually.

But the witch, who seemed to hear his words, walked to him and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Can't you bear it?"

Uncle Iwai Yutaro took a deep breath of cigarette and said to himself: "I hope we can succeed and let him stand in front of the other god, we want to kill a young girl in Huaji. Last time we failed, we could come back alive, and then turn to take revenge. Although I have always ridiculed myself as a social animal, now I find that I am really a beast."

"Maybe the other party thinks that even if you kill you, it will be useless. After all, there are more than two clergy in our shrines that take the initiative to attack. Instead of causing trouble, it is better to let you go. I hope you can let them go, or something like that."

"Then have we let them go?" asked the uncle of the social animal.

"..." The witch stopped talking.

"Forget it, I just ambushed the girl in the flower season, and now I can't bear it anymore. It's a bit hypocritical to think about it."

The uncle from the social animal smiled self-deprecatingly: "That's it... I have always been unable to understand why such a big country is so complicated. Look at our neighbors, they have not called people like me a wild dog. Oh, no, now I am not a wild dog, I am a domestic dog."

The witch frowned and said, "Sorry, I don't agree with you when you said that..."

"Stop, I don't want to argue with you, social animals hate arguments the most."

The uncle from the social animal waved his hand, threw the cigarette butt to the ground, and stomped it hard.

Then he looked at the witch, the insurance mentioned by the Lord of God, the actual commander of the operation.

"You can decide on how to make the specific decision. I only have one request, that is, if you can, let that young man go. He is not a clergyman and will not cause any trouble or trouble. Although he has amazing physical fitness, it will cause trouble only when he meets for the first time. If you prepare well, there will be no threat."

"Let's talk about it then."

The witch looked into the distance without comment.

The uncle of the social animal stared at her side face and looked at her for a while.

Then he sighed and lit another cigarette.
Chapter completed!