Kyushu Island, Fukuoka Prefecture, subtropical monsoon climate.

The roadside is full of broad-leaved forests with lush vegetation, which is a good place in the summer and bitterly wet and cold in the winter.

Walking out of the ramen restaurant, the temperature plummeted, Qin Kun wrapped his clothes, and saw that on his mobile phone, it was a message from Feng Qiang.

The news is not long, and the news is that the leader of the special section of the Kyushu group once met with Chu Qianxun and Wang Qian, and they were in Fukuoka County, and then separated, and they did not know where to go.

They have already arrived here, which means that the news given by Feng Qiang is useless, Qin Kun turned off his mobile phone, a little melancholy. After Li Chong and Ashiya Tianma formed an alliance, the other party was even more enthusiastic, and without Eriko Mitsui's RV, Ashiya Tianma sent a business car, which was enough for a few people to sit.

"Sanwang, are you going to carry this big gold tooth with you all the time?" didn't shy away from translating, Qin Kun asked bluntly.

Li Chong nodded, and after the interpreter gave the words to the interpreter of Ashiya Tianma, the young master of Ashiya spoke eagerly: "Mr. Red Devil!" On behalf of the Ashiya family, I sincerely make friends with the Chinese life and death path! You don't doubt my sincerity, do you? ”

After the translator finished speaking, Qin Kun said: "My friend's whereabouts are unknown, and I don't have time to ride in the car with you." Young Master Ashiya, since your family is an onmyoji, tell me, is there anything special around here? Similar to the Kanagawa Demon Sword Museum, there may be a Black Soul Sect. ”

Young Master Luya was stunned for a moment, listened to the translator's words, and then smiled bitterly: "The Black Soul Sect you said ...... It's the Holy Soul Cult, right? There is no place like the Kanagawa Demon Sword Museum, but Fukuoka Prefecture is a special place. He may be the origin of Japan! ”

Fukuoka Prefecture...... Origin???

Qin Kun was stunned for a moment, the words of the translation made them a little confused, not only Qin Kun, but also Li Chong and the others looked at it suspiciously.

The young master of Ashiya said a lot of words, and the translator was too late to translate, and suddenly, seeing something outside the car window, the young master of Ashiya shouted loudly and pointed over!

Outside the window, there is a statue, an extraordinary middle-aged man, facing the west, looking into the distance, the costume is ancient costumes, it should be an ancient person.

"This statue is what you call special and originated?" Li Chongdu couldn't help it, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression was not good.

Chai Ziyue frowned: "Wait, Brother Chong, Brother Qin, this person's dress...... It seems like...... It seems like...... Like a alchemist?! ”

Li Chong was stunned: "How can there be a Fang Shi here?" Are you sure it's not an onmyoji? ”

Alchemist! In the pre-Qin period, the people who mastered the magic of Tongtian, this profession, there were sorcerers and Taoist priests, as a profession that inherited the past and the future, and was gradually assimilated by Taoist priests in the late Han Dynasty. The Taoist legend of alchemy and body replenishment is inherited from the monks.

Fang Shi is generally also a believer in Yin and Yang and Taoism.

How can there be a monk here? That's a profession that disappeared after the Han Dynasty!

After Chai Ziyue finished speaking, countless pictures suddenly flashed in Qin Kun's eyes, and one scene after another finally turned into a stream of memory, opening up a part of the dusty memory in his brain.

"It's not an onmyoji, it's a monk." Qin Kun said firmly, paused, and continued, "This person is Xu Fu. ”

Qin Kun said the words neatly, Xu Fu said the two words, Ashiya Tianma nodded vigorously, and said excitedly: "That's the ancestor of the Yamato nation!" Although it is not recognized now, we all admit that the ancestor of the onmyoji originated from Xu Zu! ”

Xu Fu!

During the period of the First Emperor, Xu Fu, who was looking for the elixir of life?!

The grandfather of the Japanese Onmyoji?

Li Chong hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and gasped: "Damn, it's really!" Xu Fuku's eastward crossing, legend has it that he landed on Kyushu Island, which is now Fukuoka Prefecture! This...... This guy's eldest son is called Fukuoka ......."

Some hidden lines, I don't know why they were gradually connected, Qin Kun looked at the statue of Xu Fu who was getting farther and farther away, squinted his eyes, and seemed to have captured something, but it seemed that he had not captured anything.

Xu Fu...... Alchemist...... Onmyoji...... Fukuoka Prefecture...... Origins of Japan......

Whether you figure it out or not, in short, this place is destined to be no ordinary place.

It's really special!

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At night, in the most upscale hotel in Fukuoka Prefecture, Qin Kun sat in his room, looking at the night scene outside the window in a daze.

It is close to the sea and is also one of the economic centers of Kyushu Island, and the night view is very beautiful, but Qin Kun can't see through the hidden fog under the prosperous night scene.

In the room, Niu Meng, Chang Chang, and the tea fairy ghost sat on the sofa.

The tea fairy ghost was making tea, Niu Meng and Chang Chang sat there, seeing the tea fairy ghost carefully carrying out every step at a glance, and the tea soup brewed out with a simple Zen feeling.

Of the four cups of tea on the table, one was reserved for Qin Kun.

Qin Kun took a sip, so be it. Niu Meng and Chang Chang's eyes lit up, and they couldn't help but look at each other and nodded to each other: "Good tea!" ”

Qin Kun looked at the play in Niu Meng's eyes, a little helpless, just cooperate with the eunuch and pretend to be forced, you are a brute cow, do you know tea? Cow Drink is you!

Sure enough, Niu Meng drank a cup, shook his head and snorted: "I think, the Zen of this tea is still lacking, the so-called tolerance is big, you have to have a bowl, maybe you can solve the Zen one or two!" Old tea, next time you call for tea, give me a big bowl, don't forget! It's best to have a cold bowl and add some sugar. ”

The tea fairy ghost was shocked, he wanted to cry without tears, his tea ceremony, the artistic conception is no longer on the tea, you are not tasting tea, you are thirsty, okay! Sugar is also added...... Insult me for this cup of tea!

Qin Kun looked at the tea fairy ghost and perfunctorily agreed, covering his forehead.

When the tea fairy ghost saw Qin Kun finish drinking, he brewed another cup and handed it to Qin Kun: "Your Majesty, do you want another cup?" ”

Qin Kun waved his hand: "A rough person, you don't understand this thing, you drink." ”

The tea fairy ghost smiled incomprehensibly, pointed to the teacup in his hand and said, "This tea is silent tea!" ”

Niu Meng's eyes flashed, and he picked up the neck of the tea fairy ghost and punched him in the stomach.

Before the tea fairy ghost pretended to be finished, the bile was almost beaten out, and he looked at Niu Meng in horror, and Niu Meng said fiercely: "You wilted widow, you dare to poison you!! ”

"I didn't poison it!"

Niu Meng punched again, the tea fairy ghost's eyes were full of gold stars, and the eye circles quickly swollen, Niu Meng grabbed its collar and said, "Say!" Is our tea also poisoned!! ”

The tea fairy ghost trembled like a quail, what kind of person is this? I was drinking tea and practicing meditation together just now, why did I suddenly turn my face and don't recognize people!

"Brother Niu! Stop it! This is silent tea, not poisonous tea, but tonic tea! The so-called silence is taken from the heart to comprehend, everything is in the meaning of words, this tea is made by me, after drinking this tea, Qin Kunmian will be able to understand the language of our clan! ”

Qin Kun was stunned, fluent in foreign languages?

This tea is so powerful?

Qin Kun suddenly understood that the ghost art of the tea fairy ghost had been integrated into the tea ceremony, this was not a divine tea in a foreign language, this was a ghost art!

Qin Kun picked up the tea and sniffed it, the light fragrance was fragrant, and he drank it in one gulp.