Chapter 165: You are using money to humiliate me

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Settsu Shrine.

The name sounds a bit astringent, but it doesn't mean anything pornographic.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's mother was the founder of the Settsu Genji family. He himself inherited Tada land in Settsu Province, and his descendants were called "Setstsu Genji".

This is the origin of the name of Settsu Shrine.

Fang Cheng thought the name of this shrine had some special meaning, but was disappointed after checking it online.

The day after he met the proprietress, he went to Settsu Shrine to try his luck and see if he could find items to deal with vampires.

The parking lot at the foot of the mountain is empty. It seems that the business of this Settsu Shrine is not very good.

After Fang Cheng parked his car, he walked into the tall red torii gate and climbed up along the long stone section.

Climbing to the top of the shrine, you will see several old buildings. The lanterns on both sides of the shrine have faded.

"Isn't it said that this place is very popular? Did I go to the wrong place?"

Fang Cheng took out his phone again and flipped through the popular science posts he found while checking information last night.

This Settsu Shrine is originally inconspicuous because there are so many shrines in District 11, it is said that the number is nearly 100,000.

Many small local shrines have nothing to enshrine. They either grab two random animals or stones and offer them, or they just want to catch the popularity of a certain celebrity in history.

The same is true for this Settsu Shrine. It relies on Minamoto Yorimitsu's popularity, but it is a forced one, so it is not very popular.

Later, a very beautiful shrine maiden appeared. It was said that she was so popular that even the nearby congressmen came to pay homage. This caused a wave of popularity and was very popular.

Fang Cheng also hurried here today after seeing the photo of the witch, for no other reason than to admire it.

He looked at the grand occasion depicted in the post, and then at the clearly defeated shrine in front of him.

Suddenly there is an illusion of a seller's show and a seller's show.

Fang Cheng scrolled back to the beginning of the post and noticed that the time of posting was 2007.

"Oh my god, it's a post from more than ten years ago."

It's no wonder that District 11's web page hasn't changed much in more than ten years, so Fang Cheng didn't recognize it for a while.

The desire to see beautiful women has failed, and even if she had, she has become an aunt.

Fang Cheng stuffed his phone back into his pocket and walked towards the worship hall at the end of the shrine.

Not to mention the beautiful witches, there is not even an aunt in the temple. There is only an old man wearing the costume of a god who is cleaning the house.

He looked up and was obviously startled when he saw Fang Cheng, and then showed a surprised expression: "Guest, are you coming to pay homage?"

This expression is simply like that of an old bustard who has been thirsty for many years and suddenly sees a strong man. He just wants the old tree to bloom and pounces on him.

But when he saw the clothes Fang Cheng was wearing, he was startled again.

Fang Cheng was wearing a T-shirt purchased online today. The white clothes were painted with faces of girls rolling their eyes and sticking out their tongues.

This is a replica of the work of the legendary master Divine Pen, a special edition of A Heiyan.

I just bought it a while ago and just wore it today.

Obviously this was a bit irritating to the old man. He was stunned for a while before guiding Fang Cheng to wash his hands in the toilet.

When putting money for sesame oil, Fang Cheng took out a handful of banknotes from his wallet, which made the old man's eyes widen and a smile appeared on his lips.

But his smile immediately froze. Fang Cheng rummaged through the banknotes, found a coin, and put it into the cash box.

After paying homage, Fang Cheng said, "Uncle, can I visit this temple?"

The old man's face was solemn: "This temple will not entertain guests today."

Fang Cheng put a note into his hand.

"But the customers are so pious, so we made an exception and opened it."

This shrine is where the gods and spirits are placed, and if there are any sacred objects, they are enshrined in it.

Fang Cheng came to the main hall under the guidance of the old man and saw the enshrined Minamoto Yorimitsu.

There's nothing interesting to see, just a clay statue of a god, and a rough guy at that.

However, a samurai sword enshrined next to it caught Fang Cheng's attention. It looked quite new, and it might have been maintained regularly.

"This sword is the legendary Doji Kiri Yasutsuna, right?"

Fang Cheng asked the old man: "Do you really have the power to deal with immortal evil spirits?"

The old man nodded, with pride in his tone and expression: "Of course, even the adults in the Countermeasures Department once invited the divine sword of this temple to subdue demons and kill evil spirits."

Fang Cheng's eyes lit up. He was a little disappointed when he saw this unpopular shrine, but he felt that Kanzaki Rin would not recommend him to try his luck for no reason.

"Sir, what a coincidence, I am also from the Countermeasures Department."

Fang Cheng took out his ID: "The Countermeasures Department hopes to borrow your knife again."

"Again?"

But the old man's expression changed and he said angrily: "You almost broke the divine sword last time, and you still dare to borrow it? Come on, you are not welcome here!"

"Hey, hey, I didn't borrow it last time."

"No matter who you borrowed it from, I won't lend it to you again."

The old man looked very thin, but he was very strong. He pushed Fang Cheng, trying to push him out.

But no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't push Fang Cheng away.

"Uncle, don't be so irritable, I can give you money."

"Go away, are you trying to humiliate me with money?"

"How about a one-time loan of 100,000?"

"The Divine Sword is an ancestral treasure of this shrine. No matter how much money you have, I can't let you waste it... How much can you say?"

"One hundred thousand fixed price, if you don't want to borrow it, forget it."

The old man thought for a while, straightened Fang Cheng's messed up collar, took a step back, and said solemnly: "Conquering demons and killing evil spirits is the Settsu Genji's way of life. If the divine sword can be used by you, It is better to be glowing and warm in your hands than to stay in this temple and be covered in dust."

Fang Cheng:......

He suddenly felt like he was being tricked.

But forget it, one hundred thousand is just a small amount of money to Fang Cheng now. After killing the spider monster last time, the savings collected in the lair amounted to more than one million.

Moreover, Kanzaki Rin is now responsible for daily consumption, and he has nowhere to spend the money he earns.

What's more, this time it was mainly to help Kanzaki Rin, so the 100,000 yuan could be reimbursed by her.

After spending 100,000 yuan to buy the loan rights of Tongzi Che Anzuna, Fang Cheng was not polite, turned around and walked over, reaching out to take it.

Another hand suddenly stretched out from behind the pillar next to it, and held the scabbard with Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng was startled. He didn't even notice that there was someone hiding behind the pillars in the hall.

This is a young man in his twenties, handsome and unrestrained, with a slightly cynical temperament.

What surprised Fang Cheng even more was that the T-shirt the other party was wearing was exactly the same as his own. It was an imitation of Ah Heiyan, the legendary book painter's divine pen.

He finally understood why the old man was surprised when he saw his clothes. It turned out that he was not stimulated, but had already seen it.

It was indeed surprising to see two warriors wearing Aheiyan swaggering through the city on the same day.

The young man also stared at Fang Cheng's T-shirt that was the same as his own, a little surprised, and then he laughed: "Little brother, I was the first to take a fancy to this divine sword. Do you want to snatch it from me?"

"You've fallen in love with her? Then your face is really big. If you fall in love with the sun, wouldn't it mean that you have to go to the sky?"

Fang Cheng stretched out his hand towards him: "Give me one million, and I'll give you this knife."

"Good guy, if you resell it, you can sell it for ten times. The profiteers are not as bad as you."

"If you want to buy it, buy it or leave it."

The young man was not angry, but said to the old man beside him: "Grandpa Yuan, go down and leave this place to me."

The old man seemed to be very respectful to the young man. He nodded towards him, turned around and walked out of the hall without paying any attention to Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows when he saw this. No wonder he was so arrogant. It turned out to be a related household.