Chapter 364: Little Atami

At this moment, Atami, the city known as the city of hot springs, is unexpectedly bright and starry, and it is not in the slightest touched by the storm and hustle and bustle of Kyoto, just as 10 years ago, when it was not 'Atami City', lush trees and hot springs dotted all over the city, and in the style of Mt. Izu, for some reason, the weeping plum blossoms that should not be in full bloom at this time, exuding the warm fragrance of the night, standing here, the world-famous volcano, Mt. Fuji, can be faintly seen!

It's quiet, the night here is no different from the general countryside, it doesn't look like a 'city' at all!

"Atami, the priest of Atami. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info. "Standing on a big tree about 10 meters high, followed by the moonlight, because the whole body was wet and the mana flowed, the water on the clothes evaporated quickly, looking at the building surrounded by high and low hills not far away, Zhang Yinyuan's brows were tightly locked, although the sea is not big, but it is not easy to find a specific person in this 'big village' with a population of nearly 80,000.

(Specially fallen.) The name sounds like a Westerner... And it's a priest, that's supposed to be Caucasian. Maybe there are churches, if this city is so small, there must be a church, it must be considered a landmark, just ask someone! With a flicker, with a sound of wind, Zhang Yinyuan quickly entered the small city, and then in the night, a few ups and downs, he rushed to the tallest building in Atami City, touched the signal transmission tower next to him, and smiled slightly.

(Hmm.) Compared to ancient times, the best thing about modern cities is that they don't have walls, so it's no problem to get in wherever you want... And I'm standing here in the middle of the night, like the guys in tights in Marvel... ）

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Yinyuan spread out his spiritual power, and he observed it from a distance, standing here there is an intuitive feeling, small, really small, this Atami City is really small and pitiful, just like Dongying for a long time in ancient times, a village, dozens or hundreds of people are often called' Country's, and even made such a thing as a war of a hundred countries, put it in ancient China, that is, the conflict between several villages in a state, if it is a big state such as Youzhou and Liangzhou, maybe it can also make a war of two hundred or three hundred countries...

It's the same now, the main body of this small city is about the size of a town in the coastal area of China in later generations, and he simply put out his efforts to find people to ask, and his spiritual power spread out like a wave, looking for a building similar to a church.

After a long time, Zhang Yinyuan opened his eyes, and his tightly locked brows furrowed even tighter.

(No...) There are not even buildings with iconic crosses, not many Gothic spire houses... I still have to ask someone. ）

It turns out that no matter where you can't do it, you can't do without the profession of gangsters.,In a sense.,Similar to a small city like Atami City.,At night, a large part of the economy is driven by these gangsters.,It's also a change of direction to prosper the nightlife.,Well.。。 These Japanese guys are not called gangsters, but they are called bad. Zhang Yinyuan swept casually, and saw a few people dressed in colorful clothes and with colorful hair, who looked like a guy who killed Matt from the funeral family was walking through the alley next to the building under his feet with his shoulders hooked.

"Excuse me, where is there a church in Atami City?"

“（*0*）！！！” A few bad people were frightened by this sudden question, turned their heads and saw Zhang Yinyuan, the red-haired killer Matt in the middle looked Zhang Yinyuan up and down, he dared to swear, when a few of his people walked into this alley just now, there was absolutely no one in this alley, looking at Zhang Yinyuan, who was wearing a dark red suit and imposing, he couldn't help but feel a little inexplicable, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and said cautiously: "That... There are no churches in Atami City. ”

"No?" Zhang Yinyuan was stunned for a moment, Burning Purple Flame had clearly said that the adopted daughter of Storm Gaonitz was in the house of the Fallen Priest in Atami City.

(Could it be that she was inquiring about the wrong information?) No way? This little girl is quite reliable... ）

"Nope!" The red-haired man was categorical, and even turned his head to a few people behind him to show his certainty.

"Okay... Zhang Yinyuan frowned, rubbed his temples, thought about it, took out a few green yen, and put them in the hands of the red-haired man: "Think about it again, find it, the money is yours." ”

"Uhhh Pinched the hard coin in his hand, the large yen at this time was not the Fukuzawa Yukichi of later generations, and the texture was not as soft as that of later generations, and it clicked when pinched, and many people could judge the authenticity of the coin by the sound and feel when pinching the money, and thought about it with bad efforts, but never thought of where there was a priest in Atami, and shook his head helplessly, "There is really no church in Atami City." ”

"Oh? Then do you know where there are priests in Atami City? Well.. Preferably a foreign pastor... Forget it, it's a pastor... Do you know where it is? Halfway through speaking, I suddenly remembered that if this special fall was a yellow man with a foreign name, maybe he would have missed it, since he was a priest, and this city was so small, as long as he found a priest at random, he could always contact the special loss.

"Pastor's words ... Blow the arrow! Didn't you say you had met the pastor some time ago? Where is it? Hongmao's eyes suddenly lit up, turned his head, and asked another Huangmao behind him.

"I saw it at the Golden City Pavilion... But it's really a foreigner, well, he's still wearing a priest's clothes, it's easy to recognize, but I don't know where he is now... Huang Mao scratched his hair.

"Jincheng Pavilion? Where is it? Point me in. ”

"Over there! Halfway up the mountain! But Kaneshiro is a hotel! You go and can't find anyone. The red-haired bad hurriedly said.

"Hotels? Foreigner... Priest.. Zhang Yinyuan frowned and nodded, thought about it, took out a few large denomination yen, and shook it in front of a few bad eyes: "Looking for someone is this kind of thing, you are better at it than me, I pay for it, you help me find it, those just now are considered deposits, find them, these are also yours, how about it, but this transaction must be done before dawn, is it okay?" ”

"Good!" Huang Mao, who was talking, saw Zhang Yinyuan take out so much money, his eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "No problem!" ”

"Wait!" The red hair stretched out his hand suddenly, stopped the excited yellow hair, and several people behind the yellow hair, reluctantly glanced at the coins in his hand, and gritted his teeth: "No need to pay anymore." The money you give us is enough for this kind of thing, and we don't have to pay any more! ”

"Oh?" Zhang Yinyuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, the red hair in front of him was clearly eager for the money in his hand, but he was able to say such a thing, which surprised him a little, at least Zhang Yinyuan asked himself, if the roles of the two sides were reversed, I am afraid that he would not be able to say this, but it is nothing.

"Hehe, it's kind of interesting. Go find him, remember, it's better before dawn, the sooner you find it, the more I'll pay you. Well, once you find it, come back here and come to me. Looking around, I saw a restaurant with a half-open door across the alley, and I casually pointed to it and raised my chin at the red hair.

"Okay! Mr! We won't disappoint you, as long as he's still in Atami, we'll be able to find them! ”