Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

The seaside in autumn is not a pleasant place, the cool wind is biting and the fog is misty, which is very annoying.

Fortunately, the visibility was not bad, so the cruise ship was able to dock. Otherwise, those who wanted to go to Osaka would have to wait on the ship for at least half a day.

The cruise ship docks at the Osaka International Cruise Port, which is also the closest port to Kyoto Prefecture. If you want to go to Kyoto Prefecture, you must disembark here, and then go there by car or rail transit.

Although Kyoto Prefecture belongs to the Osaka metropolitan area, it is actually an inland city and does not face the sea.

It takes at least an hour to drive from Osaka Port to Kyoto Prefecture. If you don’t have a car and take public transportation, this time will be even longer.

Fujiwara Morishita wanted to make friends with Wang Xuebin, so naturally he would not miss this good opportunity!

"Yan Jun, have you booked your itinerary? Do you want me to show you around, and let me do my best!"

Fujiwara Morishita and Wang Xuebin have been acquainted for three days, three days is enough for him to have a general understanding of Wang Xuebin.

From Fujiwara Morishita's point of view, Wang Xuebin is very arrogant, doesn't talk much, loves to choke people, and sometimes likes to make some inappropriate jokes.

But he always felt that Wang Xuebin was a good person in nature, not only smart, but also sharp-eyed, and once he recognized the other party, he would take care of the other party's emotions when speaking.

Although the personality is a bit bad, it should also be a side effect of superpowers!

Just like himself, people with special abilities must be rejected by others!

Without friends, you will be withdrawn, have a poisonous tongue, and want to attract the attention of others. Such a life must be very painful!

Fujiwara Morishita pondered Wang Xuebin's character and life, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt pitiful. Not only did he not blame the other party for his bad personality, but he also faintly felt sympathy.

Every time I look at Wang Xuebin, there is a look of "I understand you", misty and shining, which makes Wang Xuebin get goosebumps.

"no need!"

Wang Xuebin leaned on the deck, held a cup of black tea, and looked at the humming crowd under the boat.

Osaka is not the end of the route, so the crowds of people disembarking and disembarking are quite turbulent, with more than 1000 people jammed together, dense and noisy.

"Yan Jun! You are welcome, you are my friend, and you should treat friends with sincerity. Please give me a chance to entertain you!"

What Fujiwara Morishita said was very emotional, with a sincere look on his face. In his opinion, if he even paid attention to Wang Xuebin, then Wang Xuebin would really be left alone!

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin frowned, twitched the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and ignored the other party.

This Fujiwara Morishita has always been a person who feels good about himself and loves to push his nose and face. If it weren't for his special status, Wang Xuebin would have sent him off the boat to feed the sharks.

"Yan Jun! I..."

Before Fujiwara Morishita finished speaking, Wang Xuebin handed him the teacup casually, smiled mysteriously at him, raised the salute around him, squeezed into the crowd, and disappeared in a moment.

In the same place, Fujiwara Morishita was just in a trance, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly felt at a loss.

"Master Fujiwara!"

A clear female voice sounded, and a long-haired modern girl in a skirt came to Fujiwara's side, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and saluted respectfully.

"Hey! Miss Chiyoko, it's you!"

Fujiwara, who came back to his senses, always felt that he had forgotten something, looked around suspiciously, but couldn't remember what he had forgotten, turned his head and smiled awkwardly at Chiyoko.

"Master Fujiwara, we should go, the president is very worried about you!"

Hearing Chiyoko's words, Fujiwara scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, smiled timidly, and asked flatteringly:

"Miss Chiyoko, is there something important for grandma to ask me to come back?"

The unsmiling Chiyoko bowed slightly again, and replied politely:

"It's nothing important. I just miss Master Fujiwara. As for other trivial matters, Master Fujiwara doesn't need to worry about it!"

Fujiwara Morishita was taken aback when he heard this, and then nodded submissively.

Chiyoko is his grandma's most capable assistant. Although the other party disrespects him, he still dare not show any dissatisfaction.

Fantasies are just fantasies after all, if things can be done in reality, where is the need for fantasies?

"Hi! Let's go!"

As he spoke, he picked up the suitcase alone, smiled humbly, followed Chiyoko, and walked towards the special passage.

For some reason, Wang Xuebin stuffed the teacup in his hand, but he still held it tightly in his hand, as if it was his life-saving straw.

In the distance, Wang Xuebin, who was going through the formalities at the Entry-Exit Administration Office, glanced back, with a secret smile on his lips.

"Yan Shuangying? From Hong Kong Island? What are you doing here?"

"No, Chinese people!"

Wang Xuebin turned his head, looked at the staff in uniform, smiled and nodded and said:

"travel!"

The staff member stared at Wang Xuebin closely for a moment, and Wang Xuebin's smile gradually froze on his face.

"What's wrong? Is there... is there a problem?"

Seeing Wang Xuebin's somewhat nervous face, the staff shook his head slightly, noncommittal, and was still carefully checking what was written on the passport that said Yan Shuangying.

A moment later, a man in a Chinese tunic came over and whispered something to the staff. The staff then nodded and returned the passport to the tense Wang Xuebin, showing a stiff smile.

"I wish you a pleasant journey!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Xuebin was ignored.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin didn't care. He quickly walked out of the management office, took back his salute, and left the port cautiously.

At the port, the man in the tunic suit looked at Wang Xuebin who was leaving, took out the walkie-talkie, and said softly:

"A tourist from Hong Kong Island, Yan Shuangying, male, 22 years old, did not carry magic-related items, no traces of Kung Fu practice were detected, and the threat level is weak. It is recommended that the Public Security Investigation Department send personnel to follow up!"

"Understood, investigate a group, Mori Kogoro follow up!"

"Hi!"

As soon as the words fell, a man with two mustaches got off a bus outside the port, looked around, came to a Subaru coupe by the road, and drove away.

As for the other people on the bus, some closed their eyes and rested their minds, and some formed flower formulas in their hands, concentrating on practicing, waiting for the group leader's order.

On the front of the bus, an exquisite quadruple watch chrysanthemum pattern was engraved under the car logo, shining brightly. Obviously, this group of people are members of Jiuju's first-class force!

In the distance, in a taxi, Wang Xuebin, wearing earphones and closing his eyes, seemed to hear something unbelievable. He suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head sideways, and looked at the Subaru coupe behind him in surprise.

It should...it shouldn't be this size...

Chapter 356 The whole picture of Jiuju, the hawk of the military country

When Wang Xuebin arrived in Osaka, he was not in a hurry to go to Kyoto, but found a unique homestay and lived in it.

The B & B is a pure Japanese style. The one-story house also has a small yard. The yard is not big, only about twenty square meters.

The reason why Wang Xuebin likes this place is because it has convenient transportation and a wide view. Of course, there is another more important reason, which is that it is very close to some scenic spots in Osaka.

For example, Tennoji Temple and Seimei Shrine, these two attractions are the places where Wang Xuebin planned to check in. The closer the distance, the more convenient the movement.

In the homestay, Wang Xuebin was lying in the bathtub with a bath towel on his body, chewing gum in his mouth, holding a thick stack of magazines and newspapers in his hand, and looking through them carefully.

What he reads are not current affairs newspapers, but entertainment gossip and detective literature magazines, nothing else, just to see if there are any familiar names in the newspapers.

Fortunately, there is no Baron of the Night, no Yukiko Kudo, no Mikacho, and no Detective Conan.

Looking at the Maoli Kogoro who was conscientiously guarding the door in the surveillance, Wang Xuebin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, if he meets those so-called famous detectives, he really has no idea. It's not that he wants to destroy his prestige, but that people in the comic world don't reason with you!

One kick can deflect the trajectory of the satellite. With such strength, Wang Xuebin is ashamed of himself. If he is facing such a person, then he is still playing a fart.

After confirming again and again that the name was just a coincidence, the relaxed Wang Xuebin finally thought about other things, threw away the newspapers and magazines, took out a notebook, and drew it up with a pen.

According to Jack, there are fifteen people in Jiujuliu, eleven males and four females.

The most powerful is the Fujiwara family, four of the 14 people are members of the Fujiwara family, including Jiuju's first-class leader.

Jiuju First Class is not only powerful in itself, but also quite powerful. It is said that many financial groups have unclear relationships with Jiu Ju First Class, and the government also has Jiu Ju First Class forces.

It is also because of the support of these people that Jiu Ju is able to be so rampant.

Jiuju First Class has never been a simple practice sect, he is more like an idea, an interest group, using its own influence to influence the political and economic direction of Japan!

He is not like some hermit family in urban fantasy novels, who can completely control the government party, but his influence is huge, and he can indeed influence the government's choice to a certain extent.

And their core idea is aggression and expansion!

They are the hawks in the Japanese magic circle. Many hawk warlocks spontaneously gathered under the first-class Jiuju faction, fighting against dissent. This made the first-class Jiuju able to occupy half of the magic world.

You must know that the rivers and lakes are never about fighting and killing. It is the way of the world. If you can only use your hands but not your brains, you will be just a thug at best.

Uncle Jiu has always believed that Jiuju First Class is a pure practice force, and thinks that Jiu Ju First Class is targeting Yimei Taoist Priest because of fear, which is both correct and not entirely correct.

Jiuju first class is indeed afraid of Daoist Yimei, but what they are afraid of is not only Daoist Yimei, but also the influence of Daoist Yimei.

Just like Jiuju first-class, what Daoist One Eyebrow represents is also a kind of spirit!

It is tenacity, it is unyielding, it is better to bend than bend, it is to sacrifice one's life to serve the country!

Jiu Juliu knew all too well what kind of consequences such a spirit would cause, so he spared no effort to suppress the scheming Yimei Daoist. As for Uncle Jiu, to be honest, it was just to eliminate future troubles!

Who let Jiu Juliu's previous leader die in the hands of Daoist Yimei?

That kind of terrifying technique has left the Japanese magic world helpless so far.

Uncle Jiu is the son of Daoist Yimei. If Uncle Jiu knows this technique, give it to Japan, and the world of magic that has passed by in Japan will not be wanted.

Rolling around in a place full of evil spirits every day, you have to cultivate to get sick even if you are not sick!

This means that Jiu Juliu's current leader is relatively mediocre, and his focus is all on the mainland. If not, Jiu Shu would have disappeared long ago.

As a world where ghosts exist, it is naturally impossible for the state government to be ignorant of this. Whether it is China or other countries, there are institutions that specialize in dealing with mysterious events.

In mainland China, there are two departments that are responsible for such incidents, one is the security department and the other is the intelligence department. They are both subordinate agencies of the State Administration of Religion.

As the name suggests, the Security Department is internal and is responsible for maintaining social stability and harmony, while the Intelligence Department is external and is responsible for the confrontation on the secret front.

The main opponent of Japan's Jiuju first class is the intelligence department of the State Administration of Religious Affairs.

With the improvement of China's national power, the magic world in the mainland is also thriving. The development of tourism and film and television industries has also led to the prosperity of Buddhism and Taoism.

With enough money, talents will come in a rush. This department has put a lot of pressure on the Japanese magic circle, and the first-class Jiuju of the Hawk Faction is under this pressure all the time.

Jiuju first-class suffered a loss in Huaxia, and then turned around and ran to Hong Kong Island. He wanted to plant some thunder on Hong Kong Island, but he didn't expect to suffer a bigger loss in Hong Kong Island!

After all, Huaxia has to consider international influence, but Daoist Yimei doesn't need it. Who made Hong Kong Island not return at this time?

Nine years later, Jiuju first class attacked again, and the purpose remained the same, still laying nails in Hong Kong Island.

It's a pity, this time, he died before leaving the teacher, even before the appetizers were prepared, Wang Xuebin lifted the table together.

The forces on Hong Kong Island have been uprooted by others, and one has to be careful of the other party's revenge.

For Wang Xuebin to be Jiuju's first-class leader, he must be crazy!

The madness of such a huge force should not be underestimated. This is why Wang Xuebin chose to sneak in with a disguise instead of directly flying over Hard Steel.

It wasn't until after listening to Jack's confession that Wang Xuebin really understood the whole picture of Jiuju's class. The usual understanding like a blind man's understanding is only one-sided after all.

In the face of such forces, it is difficult to completely uproot them only by force.

Jiuju first-class is an idea, an idea rooted in the general public, as long as the idea of ​​expansion and aggression is not completely eliminated.

Even if Jiuju is gone, there will still be Shiju and Baju, and they will never end.

As for Japan, as long as it exists for a day, it is impossible for him to give up this idea. Therefore, what Wang Xuebin has to face this time is by no means as simple as Jiu Ju's first-class magic masters.

The agent named Mori Kogoro outside the door is the proof!

Wang Xuebin stood up, and Ding Ling came to the monitor, carefully watching the monitor who changed shifts, her brows gradually furrowed into a ball.

It seems that this time he really has to take a big risk, but fortunately, he is not unprepared!

Chapter 357 Autumn Sun·Autumn Rain

In Kyoto in autumn, even the weather is chilly. This is the time when the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and it is also the time when the Jiuju first-class people are busy.

Stacks of concocted medicinal materials are piled up in the square of the shrine. If people who don't know the truth come here, they may regard this place as a grain drying ground.

In Jiuju First Class, everyone has their own unique techniques developed, so everyone's methods and materials for processing chrysanthemums are different.

What is piled up in the shrine is only the materials needed by Fujiwara Shizuka. As for the others, they will each hide in a secret corner and prepare their own spell-casting utensils.

Although the amount of materials is huge, Fujiwara Shizuka will personally handle the processing of each material.

For Jiuju and the first class, the magic weapon for casting spells is the weapon they use in battle. In the intriguing organization, no one will trust others to make weapons.