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Ling also understood that it was like a second-hand store. Some people thought that things were useless, but some people might like them very much. They made a profit from the difference in price and did such business.
Turning waste into treasure is pretty good.
There are actually a lot of old things in the shrine. People often come to offer some "old objects". The Buddha statues, Bodhisattvas, gods, or human figures (dolls) and other objects that were requested cannot be thrown away at will according to customs, and will be offered to the shrine.
After the ritual of sending off the gods, some of the remains were burned directly, and those that were inconvenient to burn were piled up in the warehouse.
The owner of Xianglintang, Mori Chika, came earlier than expected. Unexpectedly, Ling thought he was an old man, or at least middle-aged. The owner of Mori Chika was unexpectedly young. He looked to be only about twenty years old.
"Isn't that Bagua furnace for sale?"
Unexpectedly, Morinchin saw the same thing at first sight.
"My miko likes it, so I won't sell it."
"That's a shame. It's a very beautiful Bagua furnace. It looks like even the gods would like it."
Ling also looked at the other person a little more, but felt that he was just speaking casually.
She held the Bagua furnace in her palm and looked at it carefully.
There is no blessing from God or human aspirations. It is just an ordinary craft. There is no trace of faith. So the store manager Morijin is just talking nonsense.
Unexpectedly, the store manager Morichika walked directly in front of her.
"I'm the store manager of Xianglintang, and this is my business card. If you have any discarded items that you want to sell, you can sell them to me. Anything will do."
"Anything?"
"There is no real garbage in this world. There is always a way to turn trash into treasure. What's more, the things of the witch are all gifts from God."
What an interesting person. Ling also thought so and accepted the business card. The name written on the business card was Morichika Rinnosuke.
If everything can be turned into treasure, it would be a very good thing. Human beings have many bad habits, and creating garbage is one of the most troublesome bad habits.
If you take whatever you want and don't know how to cherish what you want after getting it, it will soon be called "garbage". If this continues, no matter how many resources the earth provides, it will not be enough to waste.
In Shin-jin, Kita-ku, Tokyo, just as the underground people said, there is indeed a huge creature under the ground.
But it wasn't alien invaders. It was just the cicadas that were everywhere in the woods this past summer.
A cicada that is countless times larger.
"Mutated? Or transformed into a super beast?" Captain Asahina was puzzled, so she asked Kotaro.
Kotaro is on guard on the ground.
"It's not a super beast. There's no sign of artificial modification."
Both the results of the instrument examination and the information Kotaro received from Taro pointed out this.
So it is really a natural mutation of the cicada? It is really surprising.
“Perhaps, the cicadas forgotten by Tokyo want to make their existence known once again?”
The voice whispering in the communicator was Moriyama's. She should have taken the lost girl to seek refuge, but now looking at the 'monster', she felt that it was not really an 'invader'.
Girls are always sentimental, even ZAT members, they always like to say something embarrassing, so Asahina and Kotaro ignored her.
This is not the case.
The real reason was that neither of them knew what to say.
Suddenly, the cicada, which had not moved for a long time, moved.
The whole body was undergoing some changes. Kotaro and Asahina were on the ground and in the sky respectively, standing on guard a little nervously.
After a while, the cicada's body began to become transparent.
No, that's the cicada shell it shed.
"It's shedding its shell!"
Indeed, only after the final molting does the young cicada truly become a cicada.
"What a big cicada shell," Toumori Sanae swallowed her saliva, recalling the deliciousness of the crispy cicada shell in her memory, "If we fry them, we'll have enough to eat until autumn!"
But it can be eaten not only until autumn, but also enough for a hundred people until autumn. Moriyama thought silently that when she was a child, she also liked to eat fried cicada shells.
If I really want to cook, there is no iron pot that big enough.
The cicada, which had shed its shell, spread its wings under the nervous gaze of the ZAT team members.
But it didn't fly.
"I know~~"
There was a loud cicada cry, the first cicada cry in Xinzhen in the past few years.
The summer that belongs to Xinzhen has really arrived.
Chapter 418 Bagua Furnace
Team ZAT did not attack Cicada.
Because the cicada stayed still after molting, it also did not attack anything. It showed no hostility.
If it weren't so big, it would really look like a cicada resting on a tree trunk and spending its short life.
"But leaving it like this is not a solution. People around here can't go home."
Regardless of whether it is doing anything harmful now, the existence of such a huge creature itself is a threat.
As long as it's here, the shelter-in-place order for the area cannot be lifted.
"How about sending it to a remote mountain? Cicadas should be in the forest, and I think it will like it there more."
Kotaro was right, and Asahina agreed with this assessment.
It is difficult for such creatures to coexist with humans, so let's keep them separate and not hurt each other.
"Then let's go back and make a battle plan."
"Captain, shall I take this child to Tsukimine Shrine first?"
Oh, and that child.
"Okay, thank you for your help, Moriyama."
Getsumine Shrine
Store manager Morijin moved all the items from the cart into the bed of his pickup truck.
Then he put 20,000 dan into the money box in front of the shrine, clapped his hands, and bowed three times.
He and Hyuga priest didn't discuss the price. There were often some miscellaneous things to be dealt with in the shrine, so he would be notified to come over.
Morijin offered some money for the incense, 20,000 pills, not too much, not too little. After all, it was not a valuable thing.
"Reimu, please tidy up the offering box in the evening."
"it is good!"
This sound is particularly powerful. Managing the donation box, my long-cherished wish has finally come true.
This is not the first time. These days, Reimu is the one who organizes the offering boxes and counts the offerings every now and then.
This is not an easy task, as the donation box mostly contains coins, which are not of high value, but there are quite a few of them.
But she is happy!
Although Reimu is not short of money now, the Guardian of Gensokyo, this name should actually be called the Roadhog of Gensokyo.
You have to give her money whenever you go out.
What's even better is that monsters generally don't lack money.
Gold, silver, jewelry, jade, and antique utensils that humans consider to be very valuable are not uncommon to many big monsters.
Reimu's piggy bank is already bulging.
But this does not prevent her from maintaining a strong interest in counting money.
"Spirit~Dream~"
Then she heard a familiar voice.
"Sanae? Why are you in Tokyo? Aren't you going to school?"
Izumo is hundreds of kilometers away from here, and it takes half a day by train. Today is the weekend, not summer vacation!
"Because I missed you, Reimu!"
Reimu couldn't stand Sanae hugging her right away. She pushed him away twice, but couldn't.
He's really strong, never mind. Just hold him, I've gotten used to it after all these years.
It's really helpless.
Ling also recalled the time when she first met Sanae and how she embraced him. Her waist was about to break.
"You left just like that. How heartless! Reimu is such an ungrateful woman!"
"I came to Tokyo to train, Sanae is the one, did you come here on your own?"
Sanae was accompanied by a female member wearing a ZAT uniform, who was talking to Hyuga Miyaji.
It was exactly the same treatment as when the police return a lost child.
"Well, my mom wouldn't let me come. So I left a note at home."
"Ah? You ran away from home!"
"I missed you. Izumo didn't even play with me."
Since she was little, she had no other playmates in the surrounding villages. The only ones of her age were her and Reimu. Now that Reimu is gone, she is so bored.
"Leaving a note is too much. Call your mother right away."
There is no landline at Tomomori General Store, but there is one at Izumo Taisha Shrine.
Sanae didn't object. She had already arrived in Tokyo, so even if her mother came to take her back, it would have to be tomorrow, and she was supposed to go home tomorrow anyway.
I have classes on Monday.
It was only recently that the Shinkansen was opened in Shimane Prefecture that she was able to suddenly come to Tokyo on the weekend.
"Reimu, it's time to eat."