Peerless Sealer

Chapter 231 Izumo Grand Shrine
"Alright then," Qin Tian nodded, raised his right arm, and swiped his right hand in front of him from top to bottom.

The red-purple brilliance flickered, the weasel spirit hung above his head, and Qin Tian had already disappeared from the sight of ordinary people.

Illusion, invisibility!
"Shine Ji Ruan Wanai!"

"Fu Shiji!"

"Kanagan Nguyen Vanai!"

Qin Tian, ​​who couldn't see the movement around him, could only hear the bird's chirping with obvious astonishment, he raised his eyebrows helplessly, "Little fox, show me the way."

"Hee hee," Yan Ke smiled for a while before saying, "Slant ahead towards eleven o'clock, go straight for sixteen steps!"

The warm and moist breath from nose and mouth rushed into Qin Tian's ears, Qin Tian's heart trembled and his body trembled.

He walked slowly, taking sixteen steps in the direction of eleven o'clock.

"Turn straight ninety degrees and walk eight steps forward."

Qin Tian walked step by step in the direction pointed by Yan Ke, beside his ears were the sounds of bustling women talking, he felt nothing but the noise, and he couldn't understand anyway.

"At three o'clock, go straight three steps."

"Seven o'clock direction, take eight steps slowly, there are people here, be careful!"

"Twelve o'clock direction, go straight"

Qin Tian is like a puppet, he can do whatever Yan Ke says, but he is a comfortable puppet, the warm water washes his body, it is actually quite refreshing in this winter.

"At four o'clock, reach out and touch!"

Qin Tianxia consciously followed what Yan Ke said, stretched out his right hand, and touched it.

I go!

He only reacted when he touched the old flesh.

"Hahahaha, run now!"

Yan Ke turned into a soft cloud and flew away.

Qin Tian's eyes finally brightened up, looking at the old woman from Japan who was screaming in his direction at four o'clock, Qin Tian felt a chill.

Sure enough, he had already reached the exit of the hot spring, before the time limit for 'invisibility' was up, he jumped up and quickly ran out after Yan Ke.

"Hahaha, what an idiot!"

The two were wandering on the road in Japan, the blue sky, white clouds, no rain or snow, and they couldn't understand a word of the people around them. The steaming snacks on the street were a novelty that had never been seen before. Qin Tian felt a kind of inner Freedom outside.

"That looks good," Yan Ke pointed to a store facing the street.

Qin Tian glanced at the well-dressed, chunky chef who was demonstrating the recipe.

The body and long whiskers of the fresh octopus were chopped into two non-contacting parts. The slightly transparent pink whiskers were cut with a sharp blade, and evenly cut into small pieces of three to five centimeters long.

Small pieces of octopus tendrils are wrapped with crushed ginger and shallots, thrown into a frying pan and fried into balls, and ten pieces are packed in paper boxes, exuding tempting heat and aroma, waiting for people to buy .

"Wait," Qin Tian stepped forward confidently.

After a while, he returned in embarrassment, "How do you say this in Japanese?"

Yan Ke looked at him with resentment, "Why are you so stupid, spending money and talking? Look at Miss Ben!"

I saw Yan Ke walking to the door of the shop like a rich lady, stretching out her sapphire-like fingers for a while, and then she took out her cuffs, and spread seven or eight RMB in front of the middle-aged boss.

"A beautiful dozen!" The boss's fleshy face almost shrank at the sight of Yan Ke, who was like a fairy descending from the earth. He licked... licked his lips, took out the biggest packing bag, and put it on the table. All the octopus balls are packed.

"Here," Yan Ke, who put the packing bag in front of Qin Tian, ​​looked like a general returning from victory.

"Amazing!" Qin Tian gave a thumbs up, "I can't tell, little fox, do you still have the habit of bringing RMB when you go out?"

"Hmph, what do you mean by a belt? There is a mirror in the mirror, and Miss Ben needs to bring money?" Yan Ke raised her head and said.

"Ah?" Qin Tian sympathized with the dumpy middle-aged man who was so happy that he couldn't see his eyes.

"Hmph, under the eyes of his heart, his wretched thoughts are undoubtedly exposed. Eating his food is enough to save face, and I will pay back the money?" Yan Ke said arrogantly.

"It makes sense," Qin Tian nodded.

The two shared the bag of takoyaki noodles on the side of the road.

"I don't know where this place is in Japan, and I don't know if there is an airport." Qin Tian looked at the unfamiliar characters on the surrounding streets, and was in a dilemma.

"Look for a place with a lot of people and ask," Yan Ke said.

"Well, there seem to be a lot of people there," Qin Tian pointed to a street on the left. At the end of the street was a huge palace that stretched across an area, and a large number of people walked straight there like fish.

After taking Yan Ke's hand, the two arrived at the gate of the palace in 5 minutes.

The construction of this palace is still very characteristic. The entire building complex is located against the mountains behind it. The entrance is set on one side of the gable, and on the other side of the gable is a large number of writings that cover the entire mountain wall.

Japanese, Chinese and English.

Finally seeing the Chinese, Qin Tian felt warm in his heart, and carefully read the handwriting on the wall.

"It turns out that this is Izumo City in Shimane Prefecture. This palace is called Izumo Taisha, and it has a long history," Qin Tian turned back and said.

When you look inside Izumo Taisha Shrine, you will first see a large archway with a height of 24 meters. Nineteen smaller halls are arranged along this large archway.

"Go in and have a look," Qin Tian said.

"Well, there should be other food in it," Yan Ke replied with a smile.

The buildings of Izumo Taisha Shrine are somewhat quaint, and the trendy and fashionable crowd walks around in the old buildings, with a sense of the times and conflicts.

The sea of ​​people was very solemn, except for the old man in red robe standing on the stage under the main hall, no one spoke.

The old man seemed to be leading the crowd to worship, his voice was old and weak, but the gray-white knot on the top of his head was very eye-catching.

"That's the shrine rope. It should be the largest in Japan. Legend has it that if you throw a coin up from it, you can get a good marriage as long as it doesn't fall down."

Yan Ke sneered, "The rope is nine meters thick and 13 meters long, how could the coin fall?"

"Yeah, the left and right are just looking for a piece of psychological comfort. Counting the season, they should be performing the Fushen Festival."

Just as they were communicating, the crowd in the memorial ceremony suddenly became lively. They stopped kneeling and stood up, bowing and shouting towards the continuous mountains behind the Izumo Taisha Shrine.

The voices of thousands of people are connected together, and the sound is suppressed.

The mountain behind Izumo Taisha Shrine was blown by two strong winds after this call sign, which made people feel dizzy and confused.
Qin Tian and Yan Ke looked at each other and said in unison.

"What a powerful monster!"

"What a powerful monster!"

(End of this chapter)