After a while, a handsome young man who looked twenty-four or fifteen years old, wearing a suit and holding two bottles of wine, walked up to me and spoke a few Japanese words. I was a little annoying and paralyzed at that time, and couldn't understand anything. I scolded: "Can you stop talking about birds singing, can you speak Chinese!"

The young man was stunned for a while after hearing this, then grinned and said, "Sir, are Chinese!"

This guy speaks Chinese very quickly. If he hadn't spoken a lot of Japanese before, I would have doubted whether he was Chinese. I nodded and said, "Isn't that right? Put down the wine and the person can leave!"

"Is sir alone?" The young man put down his wine and sat down next to me and asked casually.

I nodded, and the young man said, "It's so boring to come alone. I'll introduce myself. My name is Fujiwara Taku, and I am the owner of this bar!"

When I heard this, I frowned. After Xiao Miko's affairs, I was more or less prepared for those who came to me to chat with me, but I didn't dare to be careless. After all, I didn't bring any guys to play, so I said, "It's great to be quiet alone!"

"Drink?" Fujiwara Taku took the initiative to pour me a glass of wine, then poured himself a glass and said, "You Chinese have a saying that you should do it first, so I should do it first." After that, I picked up the wine glass and drank it.

I didn't move the glass of wine and asked, "If you have something to do, say it, and if you have farts, let it go!"

Unexpectedly, Takuya Fujiwara grabbed my hand. I thought he was going to do it, so I quickly squeezed my right hand tightly and prepared to smash it with a punch. Unexpectedly, Takuya Fujiwara kept touching my hand and said, "Come to our bar this night. You said I have something to do, my car is outside, otherwise we will go out to find a hotel to chat slowly!"

I suddenly had goose bumps all over my body. When I looked around, I was paralyzed. The man and the man were holding and kissing each other, the woman and the woman, the grass, this is a gay bar. I quickly stood up. I just asked Takura Fujiwara to touch his hand and felt so disgusting that I said, "I'm sorry, I've gone to the wrong place!"

After saying that, I rushed out of the bar, grass, what kind of JB things, and I could go to a gay bar when I came out to play, so I wanted to take a taxi back to the villa. I was stunned again. What is the name of the villa? I don’t know, and I don’t know how to speak Japanese either. I can’t think that every taxi driver used to be a top student and could speak Chinese.

I found a hotel, but I didn't expect that I would actually ask for an ID card. I looked for a passport, and my passport was also on Brother Xiang. Not to mention staying in a hotel, I had to ask for an ID card even if I found a more formal Internet cafe.

I was walking alone on the streets of Japan. I really didn't know what to do now. I had known that I wouldn't have run out, so I got lost now and didn't know how to go back.

Suddenly, I saw a green and faint demonic aura on a building on the street of Japan. I frowned and looked at the demonic aura on the building.

Japan is also a monster, even more than China. After all, Japan regards monsters as a culture and recognizes the existence of monsters in disguise. There are even temples in the countryside to worship these monsters. Although there were many monsters in China before, the number of monsters had already dropped sharply after the Cultural Revolution.

What I was thinking about was whether I should help. Although the monster's demonic aura was thick, if I put the sword in my hand, I might not be able to compete with him. But I didn't bring any guys on me now. What's more important is that the monster is all Japanese, which is why I hesitated.

If this monster suddenly appears in the city of the Celestial Empire, I have to go up to fight hard no matter what I say, but for these Japanese people, Is it worth it?

Yes, is it worth it? This is why I hesitated. The building seemed to be an office building, and it was quiet at this time and no one was in and out.

I thought about it, but turned around and turned to leave. Suddenly someone behind me said in Chinese: "Since the donor has kindness, why should I bury my kindness for the personal grievances of the previous generation?"

When I looked back, I saw that the one who talked to me turned out to be a monk. This monk was not a Chinese monk, but a Japanese monk. The monk covered his head with a hat on his head, wore a white Japanese cassock, a pair of straw sandals, and a Zen stick in his hand.

"Since there is a master coming forward, maybe it's not necessary if I come forward or not." I clasped my hands and said to the monk, maybe it's because of Jin Qiaojue's memory or something, and I always have an inexplicable sense of intimacy with people in Buddhism. Although this is a Japanese monk, they are all monks.

"I just passed by the enlightened donor, you have a fate with my Buddha." The monk said with his hands folded.

"Do you Japanese monks also believe in Buddhist beads?" I smiled indifferently. It seemed that many monks I met said that I have a fate with Buddha. Although Japanese monks are also monks, they don't seem to believe in Buddhism.

"Buddha does not distinguish between national boundaries. Although the Japanese Tantra now no longer believes in Buddhism, we originated from Buddha, how dare we forget Buddha?" After saying that.

"How do you know that I have no prejudice against you?" I smiled and said, "You Japanese side have hooked up with cults. If you want to resurrect something that should not belong to this world, and even use evil magic to do things that harm others and not benefit yourself, don't you master know? Why don't you stop me if you know it? You Japanese monks have a share!"

"Ritakano of Tantric Buddhism has indeed rebelled, and this is the dereliction of duty of the young monk." The monk said: "But I will find a way to make up for the mistakes I have made, please rest assured!"

"You made a mistake." I frowned and looked at the monk. The monk said, "Go back and tell Wu Jiu that in a month, they will resurrect Amaterasu on the mountain in Ritakano. I will help you when the time comes!"

"I dare to ask the master's name." I frowned and asked. A burst of laughter came from the monk, and it disappeared directly in front of me. Then the monk's voice came from my ear: "Little monk Konghai!"

Kamikake, my head exploded with a bang, Ritakano's ancestor.

The most important thing is that Kōkai has had this memory in Kim Joo's memory. When Kōkai came to the Tang Dynasty to study Buddhist culture from Japan, Kim Joo was already a master of his generation, and Kim Joo's lectures at that time Kōkai basically came.

The Konghai in Jin Qiaojue's memory is just a nameless little monk. After the monk reminded me, I recalled it.
Chapter completed!