This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Beichuan Temple only thought about the meaning of this word for a little bit, but didn't continue to think about it.

Yes, it doesn't make any sense to think about what the dolls say now. Because the more critical things are in front of me.

Beichuan Temple raised his head, and a little black light flashed in his eyes.

Chinatsu Chiyuki's situation is a bit more serious than Kamiya Miku, which even shows that some kind of weird hiding in the abandoned Miki doll factory is a bit stronger than Hoshino Nana.

After all, the resentment escaped from infecting others, this was no longer the strength that the primary resentful spirit possessed.

The important dividing line for judging elementary and middle-level resentful spirits lies in whether their ‘resentment’ can exist independently of the master.

For example, Hoshino Nana said that he could attach ‘resentment’ to Kamiya Miku, but it’s impossible for others to become infected with ‘resentment’ through the springboard of Kamiya Miku. Being able to exist alone from the owner, and relying on absorbing the body's energy to grow stronger, this is undoubtedly the configuration of a medium-sized resentful spirit.

Every middle-level resentful spirit involves good rewards and rewards, plus the strengthening effects on lifelessness and physique are also very significant, even Beichuan Temple has a slight move.

After all, middle-level resentful spirits are not so easy to meet.

Beichuan Temple also eliminated seven or eight elementary resentful spirits, large and small, the strong ones have the elementary and advanced levels, and the weak ones that have just been born but the intensity of resentment.

But he still knows in his heart that there is no weapon to kill spirits, and it is still a bit difficult to solve middle-level resentful spirits.

Bashan City

Beichuan Temple muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

"Classmate Beichuan?" Qianxia Qianxue's voice sounded, pulling Beichuan Temple's thoughts back.

He regained his senses, looked up at the black energy entwined with Qianxia Qianxue's body, and said calmly: "It's not that the abnormality on your body is not a big problem, I can get rid of it."

"Really?" Qianxia Qianxue exclaimed in surprise.

"It's really a small matter." Beichuan Temple nodded.

"That" Qianxia Qianxue started to speak.

"Then let's talk about remuneration now." Beichuan Temple drank the coffee and said calmly.

In fact, he hasn't been short of money lately. After receiving payment from the little rich lady Kamiya Mirai, he has enough money to spend this month.

But it was already agreed in the email that Qianxia Qianxue would pay for it, and Beichuan Temple would help.

This is the rule, and there is no circle without rules. Although Kitagawa-dera is a type of person of ‘the money is enough, it’s almost the same’, but the steelyard in my heart is broken for a mere tens of thousands of yen.

Of course, the more important thing about this is that Beichuan Temple prefers that he and Qianxia Qianxue are only in the relationship of ‘money employment’, rather than ‘between friends’.

If it is the relationship between friends, Beichuan Temple will of course do its best to help, and will not talk about money at all.

Unfortunately, Beichuan Temple has no friends yet. Hitomi Asamiya counts as half, Ryoko Okano counts as half, Kamiya Miku barely counts as half a purse, friend As for Eri Kitagawa? She is just a younger sister.

There is no position for Qian Xia Qianxue in the selection of friends at Beichuan Temple, and it is normal to talk about money.

Besides, how tiring it is to communicate with these little girls, these days he has also experienced it firsthand from Kamiya Miku.

Especially these Japanese female students will pop out some weird thoughts from time to time, so Beichuan Temple can't understand their thoughts at all.

In this case, the employment relationship with the most primitive money is undoubtedly the most reliable.

But Qian Xia Qianxue's expression was a little weird when she heard this. She glanced at Beichuan Temple and asked tentatively:

"That, please forgive me for taking the liberty, is it possible that classmate Beichuan is in a difficult family situation?"

She hasn't gotten to the point of investigating Beichuan Temple's family status, she just looks at the other person's conversation, she doesn't look like a person with family difficulties, right?

Beichuan Temple did not answer Qian Xia Qianxue's boring question, but stared at her deeply.

Staring quietly

It's just that his gaze that doesn't contain any malicious or oppressive feeling makes Qianxia Qianxue's scalp numb for some reason.

After watching Qianxia Qianxue silently for a while, Beichuan Temple spoke:

"The reward for getting rid of your grievances is fifty thousand yen, plus your friend is one hundred thousand yen."

This is the price of Tongsou Wushu.

Beichuan Temple was slightly satisfied, and sighed that he really was a good person.

After all, as much as Kamiya will give in the future, Qianxia Qianxue and her friends will give as much. This is very reasonable.

Beichuan Temple did not maliciously increase the price, nor did it maliciously reduce the price, and it is fair to treat Qianxia Qianxue.

But what Beichuan Temple didn't expect was that Qianxia Qianxue actually mentioned it in a voice, and said in an unbelievable way:

"One hundred thousand yen?!"

Ok?

There was no expression on Beichuan Temple, but he raised his head and glanced at Qian Xia Qianxue.

As if perceiving Beichuan Temple's gaze, Qianxia Qianxue waved her hands again and again, seeming a little rushed:

"I didn't mean that, student Beichuan."

She subconsciously touched the coffee cup with both hands, met Beichuan Temple's gaze, and said in a vague voice:

"I just want to say 100,000 yen is too little?"

"" Beichuan Temple.

Qianxia Qianxue raised three fingers and said tentatively: "Well, Kitagawa-san, I'll give 250,000 yen, because the Risa's family also helped me with a lot of money to help me find a famous exorcist."

In fact, Qianxia Qianxue still felt that he was giving less. Some black-hearted exhortators on the market even offered 500,000 yen, which did not guarantee success. Qianxia Qianxue couldn't afford such an exaggerated price.

Two hundred and fifty thousand yen?

Beichuan Temple couldn't help but glanced at Qianxia Qianxue again, secretly sighing in his heart.

Although there are adults to help, are Japanese high school students so rich now?

But then he shook his head again, and repeated emphatically and flatly: "One hundred thousand yen."

"But" Qianxia Qianxue was stunned.

And people like Beichuan Temple who don’t want to send money?

"One hundred thousand yen." Kitagawa Temple's sudden cold voice made Qianxia Chiyuki's words get stuck, and it took a long time for her to nod stiffly.

Seeing her promise, Beichuan Temple also spit out a little regretfully, and his eyes flowed.

Unfortunately, this is normal. Who doesn't regret making 150,000 yen in vain?

But, just like what I said before, Beichuan Temple is a person with a principled bottom line.

Say how much it should be.

In addition, temptation is the enemy, so he will not open this hole.

and

It’s only 150,000 yen, I actually don’t care at all.

Beichuan Temple's eyes floated into the opponent's pocket subconsciously, while chanting coldly in his mouth.

Yes, I don't care at all at all.