The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 358
"Heigou, I will pay 80 yen in national currency. In 10 minutes, you will come to the main square of Iga Jingu Shrine and help me clean up a seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid. Do you want to do this business?"

Sun Ziyan said with a grim expression.

Today, he wants to make Lin Yang pay the price.The 80 Japanese national currency is just a small amount of money for him.

"Iga Shrine? Hmm... well, I'll take care of it for you on the way, but it's still the same old rules, old account."

On the other end of the phone, the black dog seemed to be a little hesitant about Iga Shrine, and after a moment of contemplation, he nodded in agreement.

"No problem, I'll call you right away."

Sun Ziyan replied with joy on his face.

Then, he hung up the phone, and transferred 80 Japanese national currency to Heigou's account on the phone using online bank transfer.

At this time, he closed the phone, looked at Lin and Yang who were about to enter the square, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and a hint of murderousness in his eyes.

Heigou is a small leader of the Black Dragon Gang in Kyoto, and as an assistant to the president, he is the one who contacts Heigou to resolve some of the company's secret matters. Therefore, the two parties already have a tacit understanding and friendship.

Just like solving small things like Lin Yang, for the black dog, it is very simple, almost easy to handle, and there will be no accidents.

So, without stopping at all, he raised his footsteps, and quickly chased in the direction of Lin Yang and the two of them.

After a while, he caught up with Lin Yang and the other two.

"Let's go, today is a big meeting, and there are many people. If there is a ninjutsu show, it will be in the small square in front of the Iga Shrine."

Sun Ziyan glanced at Lin Yang and said with a light smile.

"It's great. I heard you talking about how powerful ninjutsu is on the plane. I'm finally going to see you."

Cheng Xiaoyan said excitedly.

"Well, let's go."

Sun Ziyan pointed to the road to Iga Shrine and said.

Then, the three of them walked up together.

Along the way, I saw many Huaguo people, and I could hear Mandarin everywhere. If it wasn't for the fact that this was the capital of Japan, I'm afraid it would really make people think that it was at the Huaguo Temple Fair.

The Iga Shrine is very spectacular, with thick log pillars, huge bluestone wall bricks, and resplendent glazed tiles, covering an area of ​​several acres.

However, this Iga Shrine can be seen to be old. It is obviously not the original version, but a contemporary imitation.

In front of the palace, there is a square in front of the palace, which is much smaller than the square below the mountain.

However, there were not many people in the square in front of the hall, a sea of ​​people, shoulder to shoulder.

In the center of the square, there is a circle surrounded by tourists participating in the big event, and there seems to be something performing inside.

Cheng Xiaoyan was very impatient, pulled Lin Yang, and slid into the crowd, letting him follow behind, but the dispensable Sun Ziyan, the anger and hatred in his eyes became even more pervasive.

"Wait, the black dog will come in a minute or two. At that time, if you are as good-looking as you are, if you dare to cut my beard, you must pay the price."

Snorting coldly in his heart, Sun Ziyan followed behind Lin Yang and squeezed into the crowd.

Immediately, he saw that there was an open space in the middle of the crowd, and there were several men in black samurai uniforms standing, each with a cold face, and a samurai sword was hanging from each of their waists.

In front of these men, there were bluestone bricks, wooden stakes, wine bottles, steel bars and other items.

"Wow, what are they doing here?"

Seeing the situation in the middle field, Cheng Xiaoyan couldn't help asking with sparkling eyes.

"Opening bricks and breaking wine bottles are all old routines."

The corner of Lin Yang's mouth twitched lightly, and said lightly.

In this middle field, among the men in samurai uniforms, he could tell at a glance that there was only one of them with some strength, which was comparable to the martial arts practitioners who had started with copper skin and iron bones. getting Started.

"Old routine, can you?"

Sun Ziyan sneered.

"You are a child, what do you know? Even if you open a brick and break a wine bottle, it is divided into grades. Have you seen how thick, heavy, and strong the green brick is? Those who juggle in Huaguo can compare ?
If you don't understand anything, don't compare yourself here, get out of the way, no one will treat you as dumb. "

"Sun Ziyan, what are you doing, Lin Yang is very powerful, not what you think at all, he...he..."

When Cheng Xiaoyan heard Sun Ziyan's words belittling Lin Yang, her face darkened immediately, and she said loudly.

However, at the end of the conversation, she couldn't continue. Last night, Lin Yang killed eight people in a row in order to save her. If he told what happened last night at this time, Lin Yang might be in danger in Japan. Ultimately, she can't trap Lin Yang in injustice.

"Why, go on, he is very powerful, have you seen it?"

Sun Ziyan narrowed his eyes, and asked sullenly.

He felt that Cheng Xiaoyan was making excuses to excuse Lin Yang.

"Hmph, forget it if you don't believe it."

Seeing Sun Ziyan's pressing question, Cheng Xiaoyan snorted coldly, turned her head to look in the middle of the field, and ignored Sun Ziyan.

But Lin Yang just glanced at Sun Ziyan and remained silent.

He can't afford to be angry for a villain, not to mention that he doesn't need to let others know whether he is powerful or not, and he has no obligation to do so.

"Okay, it's really amazing. Such a thick green brick can be pierced with a finger. It's really an eye-opener."

"In China, you can't see such a stunt."

"I didn't expect that Japanese ninjutsu is much, much better than domestic martial arts. It's incomparable."

……

Suddenly, the crowd became restless, and the voice of Mandarin came to the ears from time to time.

Lin Yang's heart moved, and he looked towards the middle of the field.

Immediately, I saw a warrior wearing wooden clogs, standing in front of the huge green brick. On the blue brick, there was a finger-sized hole, which the warrior poked out with his finger.

"Heh, have you seen it? This is really powerful. Huaguo's martial arts are like rubbish, and they can't do this at all."

Sun Ziyan glanced lightly at the venue, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he praised.

He made no secret of his admiration for Japan and his belittling of the motherland.

Immediately afterwards, a few warriors in the middle of the field performed a smashing wine bottle. They used two fingers to gently pinch the wine bottle, and the wine bottle shattered, which seemed very powerful.

There are also chopped wooden piles and bent steel bars.

Especially the bent steel bars, which are as thick as a child's arm, are not easy to bend even by machines, but the warrior who started with copper skin and iron bones bent the steel bars with both hands.

The strong visual impact made everyone around shout loudly and get excited.

Even Cheng Xiaoyan next to Lin Yang was dancing excitedly: "Japanese ninjutsu is really incredible. Compared with domestic martial arts performances, there is no way to compare it." '

However, Lin Yang shook his head and smiled lightly.

How could the strength of a real martial arts practitioner be limited to these, and these are just low-level performances.

"Step aside."

"Go away!"

But at this moment, on the steps leading to the Iga Shrine on the top of the mountain, there was a sudden sound of shouting and cursing.

Lin Yang and the wanderers around Lin Yang couldn't help turning around when they heard the curse, and looked towards the steps up the mountain.

All the people around changed their faces.

(End of this chapter)