The Americans alternated with each other to communicate with Mingran, but Mingran always spoke with a Sichuan accent, choking them all speechless.
Finally the communication failed.
He covered the box with great interest and said, "Manzi, do you think I am too smart?"
I was speechless.
After a while, Ming Ran went to the street and bought two small mirrors and gave one to me.
"Take it and recite it with me: Immortals have their own ways, ghosts have their own gates, people have no different skills, and it is useless to use psychics.
Three thousand Water can't stop you, but a mirror can guide you eighty thousand miles away."
Then he spat on the mirror, wiped it with a talisman and said, "Barbarian, see if you can see me."
I looked in the mirror, hey, it's really not me in the mirror, it's clear.
It's amazing, much better than a video phone, and it's free.
Half an hour later, the mirror in my pocket shook.
I took it out, and a clear face appeared in the mirror: "Manzi, where are you?
Why do you look so ugly?
Liu Yan said she wanted to go out to play.
I am making inventions and I have no time. ” "I'm in the toilet."
I replied helplessly.
When I came here, I couldn't adapt to the climate and had diarrhea several times.
"Oh, I'll take her out then."
As soon as I went out, the Yankee mirror rang again.
Although I was very unhappy with their attitude, I still wanted to know what they were going to investigate.
"You guys rush to Ishiyama Honganji Temple."
It's that long, shameless face again.
I took some commonly used props to ward off ghosts and hurriedly hitched a ride to the Honganji ruins.
Wherever I went, I was greatly disappointed.
There were no magnificent buildings and no worshipers.
Looking around, I could see a few low houses standing alone in the midst of depression and loneliness.
Everyone in the CIA must be sick.
They go through all the trouble to come to such a shabby place to investigate the case.
Just when I was walking on the ruins in confusion, I found someone waving to me under the ruins.
He was a thin Japanese man.
I walked towards him and he read in jerky Chinese: "Cui Xiaoman" "yes."
"Follow me."
I became nervous for no reason.
The Japanese took me into an underground passage.
Compared with the depression above, the ruins below are obviously much more spectacular.
The bronze brick wall is full of traces of sword scratches.
It can be seen what a brutal battle took place here.
The yin energy in the passage is very heavy, but due to the passage of time, the souls of Qu who died here have been fragmented and cannot be restored.
There were two other people waiting for me at the end of the underground passage.
One is an American, much friendlier than the long-faced one, with a fair face.
He stretched out his hand to me and said, "David."
"Cui Xiaoman."
The other one is a mixed-race woman from both East and West.
It has the elegance of Westerners and the exquisiteness of Easterners.
She wears tiger fingers on her hands.
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He should be a master of fighting.
She didn't reach out, just looked at me friendly: "Linlu."
David is the leader here, and he told me that they found something here that humans don't want to see.
Then, David moved a stone slab away, and another deeper underground passage appeared in front of him.
The wet and heavy Yin Qi surged out, and I wondered whether I should ask Shang Ran to come over with me.
But Linlu had already taken the lead.
I followed the three of them.
The passage was still made of bronze brick walls, and the walls were densely covered with scriptures written by monks.
Logically speaking.
Buddhism and Taoism belong to the same family, and monks' scriptures should also be used to exorcise demons and suppress evil.
However, judging from the heavy yin energy in the passage, this is not the case.
It seems that the monks living here are not ordinary monks who burn incense and eat fast, but are demon monks who practice the magic of reincarnation.
At this time.
Lin Lu, who was taking the lead, suddenly waved her hand to signal everyone to stop.
Tiny sounds came from the passage.
This kind of sound did not come from one place, but came from all directions and everywhere.
Suddenly, dense hair-like things came from all directions.
David made a big move.
He pulled the Japanese and I behind him, held a flamethrower in his right hand, and with a roar, the long flames burned the hair and gave off a pungent smell.
Those twisted things actually made sharp screams similar to humans, and died ferociously.
The screams echoing in the passage made people feel frightened.
Fire is indeed a magical weapon to ward off evil spirits.
David used the fire to burn those dirty things cleanly.
I can't help but be envious.
This flamethrower is really cool.
We continued to move forward, and Linlu became more and more alert.
Every few steps she took, she would stop suspiciously to listen for any movement.
I suddenly remembered a very critical question: "Why are we here?"
David looked at me in surprise: "Does this need a reason?"
"Of course, the reason for downloading the dungeon is to defeat the boss and explode the equipment.
There must be a reason for us to come here."
I don't believe that they came here to explore because they were idle.
The CIA is not so boring.
Unexpectedly, my question actually stopped David.
It seemed that this guy just did whatever his superiors told him to do.
As for why he did it, he didn't bother to think about it.
However, the Japanese Suzuki behind him said something.
"During the Warring States Period, Honganji Temple was a battleground for military strategists.
At that time, the Ichigo sect was based on Honganji Temple and spread across the north and south.
It quickly rose to become an overlord force on par with the daimyo.
Oda Nobunaga and Ishiyama Honganji Temple broke out for 10 years The battle at Ishiyama ended with Nobunaga burning Honganji Temple.”
Suzuki looked at me and continued: "The Honganji family is a Warring States daimyo with a strong religious overtones, and its power is considered to be the wild force of the temple.
In Chinese terms, it is a demon sect."
"Even if the devil's religion was prevalent at that time, now hundreds of years have passed, there is nothing left to investigate."
"Ichigo Sect has become the Haruno family today.
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The evil arts of the Demon Cult can completely compete with contemporary high-end weapons, and its power is spreading to all parts of the world."
I chuckled to myself, the CIA took the Haruno family too seriously.
As far as I know, although the Haruno family is powerful, it does not threaten the security of the United States or Japan at all.
They spent so much time investigating, and it is really a fuss.
Seeing that I was disapproving, Suzuki said seriously: "The strength of Haruno Yuejin, the leader of the Haruno family, has surpassed that of the Dharma master Xianru.
It is only a matter of time before the Haruno family rises."
I was stunned: "Isn't the head of the Haruno family Haruno Yulan?"
"Haruno Yulan is just the northern head of the American division of the Haruno family.
Above her, there are five district generals and a clan leader.
There are twenty parallel heads to her."
Suzuki's words petrified me on the spot.
I thought Haruno Urarashi was in charge of everything in the Haruno family.
Who knew, that was just the tip of the iceberg.
Now I finally know why the Haruno family is so powerful in Washington, but the government turns a blind eye.
Just imagine, who is willing to kill a wolf and offend the entire pack?
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