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Chapter 84 Nan Wusan, Actually Stingy! (addition for the lord Feng Chenyin)

In the 612th year of the Star Alliance calendar, June 6th is probably a very special day for the back mountain of Central Treisen.

On this day, the Western Religious War was staged here!
The Goddess and the Demon confront each other!
Both sides are doing their best!To smash the other side's stereotypes!
One party upholds the insistence that gods should stay in God's Domain!You should be respectful and obedient when you meet the gods.

One party was full of dissatisfaction that he was just passing by, why should he be scolded and urged and kicked!
A fierce verbal confrontation ensued!
The specific manifestations are "Come here if you have the ability!" "Come down if you have the ability!" "I am a god!" "I am still a devil! Come down!"

At first glance, it was identified as a child quarrel, although one party was a bumbling bad thing.

Obviously, this bad thing is Omer.

He didn't understand why the other party was so obsessed with the concept of 'staying in God's Domain', because the three goddesses in the textbook explanations were all gods in Western culture, and there was no need for such an extreme oriental sense of ritual.

As early as a thousand years ago, they liked to wander around and show their saints everywhere, leaving many records. Most of this shrine was built by others, and according to the few words and records they saw before, the shrine was demolished by themselves.

So why bother pretending to be a prisoner like a god of the Far East?
Omer didn't understand, but that didn't matter!

The important thing is that since he has seen her psychological burden, why should he do what the other party says!

Speaking of God, he thought of the big murderer he had drawn in the City of Tianmen, and suddenly the evil came from his heart!This is to repay the other body with the way of the other! !
attack!Bounce!attack!Bounce!
It seems to be out of breath, but in fact it is very happy. From the dissatisfaction at the beginning, it has turned into a pure and happy person's psychology, just to see the other party's out of breath and absorb the black happiness.

Ah. It's not good, it's not good, it's worse than the joy of seeing other people without umbrellas on a rainy day.

Amo warned himself in his heart, before the other party got really anxious, he took the initiative to end the children's quarrel.

"Okay, I'll come up, but you have to promise not to do anything!"

It's too strange that the first battle after the city of Tianmen was to beat the goddess. Is this the boss's boss?And it's hard to say whether it can be played.

Aomer is still a person who is afraid of trouble in his bones, not to mention that the minds of the opposite sex are always so difficult to figure out, especially when they are in a bad mood.

Just like a gambler who drank his sorrows away, he sat at the table next to you and asked you to guess the winner or loser of the game on the screen.

It doesn't matter whether you actually win or lose, what matters is that you will always be in a bad mood.

The result is either a mocking sneer or an iron fist of exasperation.

You have to welcome one.

Of course, the source of this bad mood seemed to be directed at himself in the first place, and the one who made it worse - he can be sure that it was himself.

Therefore, Aomo is also mentally prepared to suffer the consequences, and even lifted the demonization of tit for tat.

Then take a step and listen to the other person say:

"It depends on your performance!"

So the pace stopped.

Omer stopped and asked: "So what kind of performance is satisfactory?"

Such a ambiguous response, the so-called look at your performance, it is hard to say that it is not "I was kicked down the steps because I stepped into the shrine with my left foot".

Based on the length of the steps and the slope of the mountain road, Aumer felt that everyone would open their mouths and close their eyes. Although he felt that the goddess would not be so vicious, who could tell before it actually happened?
Lack of self-knowledge, ignoring the difference in strength between the two different creatures, thus inadvertently causing disasters-the more powerful the existence, the easier it is to make such mistakes.

This is also the main reason why some trainers were sent to the hospital by race horse girls.

Omer understands this very well, not to mention that he really didn't see clearly the opponent's previous kick.

With his bloodline awakened and optimized eyesight, he could clearly see the explosive gestures of Narita Bairen and Cao Shangfei, but he couldn't clearly see the jio of the other party.

Purely relying on anticipation and pre-preparation, with extremely fast nerve reflexes supplemented by a devil-like burst speed, he was able to withdraw to the present world and avoid that kick.

I really don't dare to consider the possibility of being kicked seriously by the other party.

But after he asked this question, the other party fell silent.

In contrast, there is Omer who is silent because of the other party's silence.

Is it difficult to face this problem?Even if you haven't thought about it, you can make it now, right?Unless it's hard to tell if it's made up now.

Unbelievable but okay.
"Okay, okay, don't force yourself to answer, um, I'll come here first, right?"

Slightly refraining from his usual thoughts to avoid offending, Omer tentatively put on a serious posture of actually meeting the gods, steadily climbed up the stairs, crossed the torii gate again, and then turned around, facing the person with long purple-black hair The racehorse girl saluted slightly.

Pretending that nothing happened before, and resetting the purpose from 'investigating the torii' to 'visiting the horse girl', this is Omer's reconsideration performance after guessing the other party's so-called unspeakable secret .

"Is that so?"

Looking up at the racehorse girl again, Homa asked.

It was at this time that he suddenly saw that he hadn't noticed it when he first met, or that the other party's intentional release at this moment was captured by his spiritual sense.

So at that moment he perceived a certain thick, gigantic outline.

It was the outline of a male, and because of the extreme male, it even showed a bit of a strange feeling.

Rather than saying it was a horse, it was better to say it was a strange-shaped beast with the shape of a "horse". Almost instantly, Omer thought of the word "monster".

Even though he pinched it off the moment it appeared, it still left a deep enough impression on him.

He even felt that in this way, he didn't have to ask the other party's name.

But out of prudent considerations, thinking that he didn't really understand the posture of the three goddesses, he might have the fallacy of regarding the basics as the peak, so he still asked:

"Will this performance satisfy you, and will it allow me to know your god name?"

"Not so bad."

Saima Niang, who no longer leaned on the torii gate but took two steps, suddenly stopped and looked back at him.

He immediately understood, stepped to follow, and then saw the other party nodded in satisfaction, continued to walk forward and said: "As for the name, since you can see the door, you are qualified to see us."

"You have to accept this grace well, remember my name is Dali Arabia, understand?"

"Of course, Your Excellency the Arab."

bingo.

Omer was not very surprised, but he still pretended to be flattered, after all, the other party was very useful.

Dali Arabia, the head of the three goddesses from another world.

According to rumors, it is the paternal ancestor of the thoroughbred horses among 95% of today's racehorse girls, which is also the most in line with the exaggerated outline that can almost be called a "horse beast" perceived by Omer not long ago.

But the murals in the history books are really not even of reference value!Omer complained in his heart.

The painting style on the mural is the same as the statue of the three goddesses at the school gate. They are all goddesses with robes and hair curled up. The facial treatment is also very blurred, not as detailed as the colors in the church shutters.

But even Dali Arab in the church shutters has blond hair, but in reality, he saw a purple-black long-haired one, and he was dressed in very ordinary clothes, so ordinary that he could wear summer clothes on the street.

It's really hard to be regarded as a goddess, especially now that the level of appearance has risen quite high.

Even if she is a goddess herself, if she doesn't dress up, she will be lost to everyone.

If it were Homa, he would be happy with this natural disguise.

But this goddess is obviously the kind of person who is more jumpy and irritable, and has a goddess airs, the kind who hopes that others will treat her respectfully.

There was also a reason for the silence before, and this kind of request should be "understood by mortals themselves, not described by themselves"--this is how Aumer understood.

If you guess according to this line of thinking, you can even answer the questions of 'why is this shrine still there' and 'why does she stay here'.

It is inconvenient not to be treated as a goddess on the street, and it is inconvenient to vent your anger casually. If this happens a few times, the goddess should be closed. At this time, religious buildings, places that are naturally respected and taken seriously by people, become her last hope.

As for why I didn't see the other two goddesses, it was probably because the sisters didn't have her problem.

Not all gods like to put on the airs of the gods. It is better to say that the Holy Terra Federation has developed to the present, and there are very few gods who still hold on to the airs of the gods.

Otherwise, you will find a place to isolate yourself like this one.

A secondary school netizen I occasionally see on the Internet may be an old-fashioned god looking for self-esteem in the online world.

But this kind of autism also has a good point, that is, it has been too long since I have seen anyone, and when I really see people, my requirements are quite low.

Otherwise, with the operation of provoking each other after Omer retreated, although it is not without room for maneuver, at least it will not be done again.

Look what this has done to an old girl.

Silently following the opponent's footsteps, from the torii gate to the main hall, Homa hid his offense to the gods while looking at this small shrine. When the opponent stopped, he immediately stopped, and saw He stopped in front of the money box.

"How much money did you bring?" Dali Arabia suddenly looked back at him.

"..." Omer looked at her silently.

He might be more generous at other times, but only in the past few days, he has picked a horse, especially the trainer's salary has not been paid in advance.

Chairman Akikawa was always so talkative before, but she was the only one who was overwhelmed by this job. It was clear that under the evaluation of the public, she didn't care about spending money at all.

I always feel targeted.

But even if he slandered Chairman Akikawa, he couldn't help him right now, so he hurriedly said wisely before the other party was stared at and annoyed: "I heard that money stuffing in the Far East is very particular."

In the past, he had always been dissatisfied with the culture of the Far Eastern Region, with a small group of people liking it and most people criticizing it, but at this moment, he was very grateful for the miscellaneous things he occasionally found.

"In order to get a good omen, coins with a denomination of less than 5 yen will be thrown in, because the homonym of [-] yen in the Far Eastern language is 'Yuan', which means good luck with the gods."

Having said that, Omer won't say much, and will highlight a dead man.

Don't mention what "50 yen" means by analogy, what 100 yen means, and the most taboo "no fate" represented by 10 yen.

"Then did you bring it? I can feel it!"

"..."

Aomo didn't know whether to silence the other party who didn't realize the problem, or to silence the other party to use the mighty power of the gods to perceive whether he had coins.

But after he was silent for a while, he needed to mention one point:
"I don't have any coins from the Far Eastern Region in my bag, but there are quite a few Terracoins, and the denominations are much higher than 5 yen. There is no good omen."

"It's not all about the coins, what are you doing with so many coins!" The goddess's aggressive attitude was already undisguised, but she blinked unexpectedly as she spoke, and said in a strange tone, "Isn't there still a coin?"

Dali Arab's gaze dropped to his briefcase.

"And there are indeed a lot of thoughts gathered on it, and they are quite heavy. You might as well just throw them in for disaster relief."

heavy thoughts.
"Would it be a disaster to keep it?" asked Homais.

"Not really. It's just that most people don't like this kind of thing with a lot of distracting thoughts and heavy thoughts, right? It will definitely feel unlucky."

Dali Arabia spread her hands and looked at Omer who was frowning: "If you never feel strange, it seems that those distracting thoughts are all your own."

"How? How about throwing it in and purifying it?"

"No need." Omer shook his head and took out the terminal.

"It's up to you, but this doesn't work and that doesn't work, you don't even want to do basic worship, do you?"

"No, it's been 612 years. I think we should all keep up with the times."

As Omer said, he drew out the terminal light screen.

"The wealth that is put into the money box turns out to be offered to the gods, but since the gods are by your side, why don't we skip this process?"

As Omer said, he canceled the private mode, allowing Dali Arabia to see the QR code that appeared on it.

"I have already converted the 5 yen unit in the Far Eastern District, can the goddess scan the code?"

　If this goes on like this, I'll think about being in debt later.

　　Thank you to the lord who Feng Chenyin rewarded
　　
　
(End of this chapter)