Earlier, there was an explosion and screaming on my side, and someone should have called the police.

With this thought, I walked out of the room, but then I was stunned, I lived in a small villa during this time, and there was a small flower bed outside the villa, but now the flower bed was bombed all around.

The surroundings of the flower bed are naturally the location of the senior sister's arrangement, I think it was attacked by outsiders before, as for the explosion I heard in the room before, it should also come from here, but I don't know who destroyed the senior sister's formation, at this moment the three senior sisters are supporting each other with weak faces.

I walked over curiously, and just as I was about to ask them who had injured them like this, several police cars rushed over and pressed us into the police car as if they were terrorists, and I was surprised that they had separated us and taken us into different police cars.

Could it be that this Japanese habit of arresting people is not it?

Of course, I don't know why, anyway, I don't understand the language, no matter how I ask the police next to me, they just stare at me, and in the end they seem to think I'm a little annoyed, and they scolded Baga or something, which should have told me to shut up.

After we were taken to the police station, we were sent to different rooms, and I don't know what the hell they are doing with these Japanese devils, and they didn't even turn on the lights in such a dark room, they just stuffed me in and closed the door, and they didn't care about me.

It's a pity that my hands are tied behind my back, and my strength can't break free from the handcuffs, and after a long time, I feel sore all over, and I have suffered a lot of injuries before, and my body is even more uncomfortable.

I estimated that after about an hour, I was about to fall asleep, when the door of the room, which had been closed all along, finally opened again, but it was not a policeman, but a young Japanese monk.

The little monk is estimated to be more than ten years old, but this little guy's origin seems to be very big, and the policeman who opened the door for him outside looked at him with a respectful face, and even yelled at me when the door was closed.

The light in this room seems to be controlled from the outside, after the little monk came in, the room lit up with a dazzling white light, I was used to the previous dark eyes for a while under the white light under the irradiation of a stinging pain, it took me a long time to get used to it, and at this time the little monk was already sitting in front of me.

I frowned and looked at this monk, compared with the vast majority of lewd men in Japan, this little monk is much more delicate, especially his big eyes, which seem to be as pure as red dust and dirt.

I don't know what this little guy wants to do, after sitting in front of me, he actually took out a volume of Buddhist scriptures, pinched the Buddhist beads in front of me and read it carefully.

"Little monk, tell me, what is the matter with me?"

I'm not a Buddhist, and I don't have the patience to listen to him.

I don't actually like to talk around the bush, I like to be more straightforward about how to do and how to say many things, not to mention that I am not interested in these island men.

It's just that the little monk didn't pay attention to my words at all, and looked at the sutra by himself, until he finished reading it, and then took it back with a respectful expression.

From this moment on, he returned to his mortal state, with a shy smile on his face, stood in front of me and bowed to me, and said sorry, reading the Buddhist scriptures should be respectful and distracted, so he did not respond to my previous question.

To be honest, if this monk is a Chinese, I will definitely admire him in my heart, after all, compared with Huineng, this little monk can definitely be called a monk, but it is a pity that he is an island country, and I have no good impression of island men under the influence of ethnic hatred since childhood.

"Under is the monk of Kinkakuji, the donor can be called cold below, I am at the behest of the master, I want to ask the donor two questions." This little monk, who claimed to be Han, folded his hands and bowed to me, always maintaining a kind smile on his face.

"The monk of Kinkakuji?" I couldn't help but frown when I heard him blow up his home.

Kinkaku-ji Temple, the official name is actually Rokaen-ji Temple, because of its building outside the bread with gold leaf, so it is also called Kinkaku-ji, it is not only a tourist attraction in Japan, but also designated as a national treasure by Japan, applied for the world cultural heritage, it sounds like a bull breaking and coaxing, and before I came, I also searched about some sects in Japan, this Kinkaku-ji Temple once presided over the Dharma is said to be through the heavens, once also came to China and Chinese Buddhist masters have talked about the Tao, and even defeated many Buddhist masters, However, the last battle was crippled by an unknown old monk.

This old monk will accept disciples to speak in the future, and Huineng will also belong to his disciples.

Anyway, the Buddhist heritage of Kinkakuji is still very strong, and it can be regarded as a big force in Buddhism in the island country, and I don't know what such a force has come to me for.

"I want to hear about it." People are so polite, I naturally don't want to weaken my Chinese etiquette, and it's rare to be crepe at the moment.

Han smiled and looked me up and down, and then said, "One asks the donor if he has obtained the Mirror of the Soul, and the other asks if the donor is here for the things under the Yasukuni Shrine." ”

Han's Chinese is very smooth, and naturally it is impossible to express it wrongly, and when he said this, he still had a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't feel that the two sentences he asked were very lethal.

This is an absolute secret, especially the latter, almost no one knows, at the beginning Zhou Lao also said that my cause and effect is chaotic, and no one can calculate my actions, but this Han, or the forces behind him, know about this matter, then the result is very clear, it is not calculated by a god-level person, that is, someone betrayed our news to them.

My heart was beating wildly, and my mind was thinking rapidly, if this thing gets out, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave today, and I will definitely die here, no matter which one Han said, it will be enough for me to be killed by the Japanese government hundreds of times.

Although I was extremely shocked, I always maintained an indifferent expression on my face, and I didn't want to lose my life because of some undeserved expression.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just here for tourism."