Versatile Mage: One innate talent for each system

Chapter 132 My name is Matsushita Handbrake
The ocean stretches to the horizon, its deep blue meeting the sky in the distance, inspiring awe.

Any living thing appears extremely small in the face of such a vast scene.

On the vast, boundless sea, ships cut through the waves and move forward.

The once blue sea had turned murky black without anyone noticing.

Only Jiang Yuan stared at the darkness beneath the sea, silently sipping his drink.

The ship continued sailing and soon entered Japanese waters. The ship had been registered beforehand and set foot on Japanese soil very smoothly.

As soon as they got off the boat, Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan started to get restless.

Japan is a place they've always dreamed of visiting. Now that they've finally come here, they should at least experience the local customs and culture, right?

The two immediately put their arms around each other's shoulders, whispering something to each other.

"Who among you speaks Japanese?" Ai Jiangtu asked.

"I will!" Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan said in unison.

"Are you sure you speak Japanese? Or do you only know a few words?" Jiang Shaoxu rolled her eyes and said.

The two men laughed awkwardly; they really only knew a few words.

Of the group, only Jiang Yuan and Jiang Shaoxu truly understood Japanese.

At that moment, a Japanese patrol officer came over to check identification.

Everyone immediately tensed up. They had no identification and, strictly speaking, were illegal immigrants, so they couldn't withstand a search.

"Wait for me a moment, I'll go take care of it."

As Jiang Yuan spoke, he took the initiative to walk towards the patrolling security guards.

The conversation ended in just a few minutes.

"So, did they say they needed to check our documents?" Ai Jiangtu asked worriedly.

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "It's nothing. He just came over to ask what we were doing here. I told him we were exchange students from the university, and he left."

Actually, he used mind magic to easily resolve the situation; otherwise, how could a patrolling security guard have let them go so easily?

Hearing Jiang Yuan's explanation, Mo Fan raised an eyebrow and said, "Is Japan's border control really that lax? Then I'll have to visit Japan quite often from now on."

As they were talking, Mu Ningxue looked over.

Mo Fan immediately shut up.

With the immigration issue resolved, the next step is to proceed to Tokyo to meet up, as arranged by our supervisor.

"There's no time to spare, let's find a place to rest for the night," Jiang Yuan said.

Having spent the past few days on a ship, everyone was eager to find a place to rest after finally getting some real ground.

However, a problem lies before everyone.

It's still a document issue; they can't book a hotel.

As the group walked down the street, Mo Fan said with a long face, "Damn it, are we going to sleep on the street?"

Jiang Yuan's eyes were fixed on a small hill not far away, at the bottom of which was a stone gate, with marble steps leading all the way to the temple in the hill.

That's Yanming Temple, where the companion vessel of Baxia is kept. If they don't want to sleep on the streets, they have no choice but to go to this temple.

There is danger, but it is not a danger in front of Jiang Yuan.

“Let’s go there. The temple shouldn’t require us to show any identification,” Jiang Yuan said, pointing to Yanming Temple.

Upon hearing that he wouldn't have to sleep on the main road, Mo Fan took the lead and ran up the mountain, panting heavily.

Others followed.

Upon arriving at the temple, they paid a small donation, and the monks warmly welcomed them and offered them accommodation.

While everyone was resting, Jiang Yuan was taking a walk alone in the temple. Jiu You came to his side through Sha Yuan and said that she wanted to go sightseeing in Japan, so he let her go.

Jiang Yuan himself slowly walked towards the back mountain.

Normally, temples have monks specifically responsible for cleaning the back hill, but the back hill of this temple was exceptionally messy and dilapidated.

Weeds and dead branches were everywhere. "What are you doing here, benefactor?" A voice rang out as Jiang Yuan approached the back mountain.

Suddenly, a young monk emerged from nowhere. He was handsome and had the air of a young scholar.

"I'll just wander around and take a stroll," Jiang Yuan said with a smile.

The young monk put his hands together and said, "The back mountain has been neglected for a long time, and many wild beasts and venomous snakes live here. For your safety, please go back."

"Okay, I got it," Jiang Yuan replied casually.

The young monk said no more and left the place.

Jiang Yuan sneered and continued deeper into the back mountain.

I had only walked a few steps when a fresh, grassy scent wafted over.

Suddenly, a young girl appeared on the road piled with weeds. She had a high ponytail, wore a simple long dress, and had a very sweet face.

As soon as the girl appeared, she walked over with a smile.

Hello, are you here for a visit?

Her voice is very pleasant and makes people feel close to her.

Jiang Yuan, however, felt nothing at all and even found it somewhat speechless.

A beautiful young girl appeared in this godforsaken place, the back mountain.

Even a fool would know something's wrong.

Seeing that Jiang Yuan didn't speak, the girl curiously approached him, looked at him with her big eyes, and continued to ask, "Why aren't you saying anything? My name is Miyata, what's yours?"

"What's my name?" Jiang Yuan smirked. "My name is Suspension Handbrake."

"Panasonic handbrake?" Miyata repeated awkwardly, then chuckled, "What a strange surname, I've never heard of it before. Are you a foreigner?"

Jiang Yuan nodded.

Miyata's smile widened: "Then let me show you around. I know this place very well."

"Okay, let's go."

Jiang Yuan knew that Miyata in front of him was already dead, and was just a demonic spirit that had been driven by others.

The one who controlled it was that seemingly harmless young monk from before. His name was Narahara Sora. He was also dead and had become an evil spirit, residing in the vessel that housed Baxia.

The cause of death was simple: a monk and a woman in the temple were discovered having an affair, and the truth was that Miyata and Narahara Sora were framed. In fact, they were completely innocent.

No matter how she explained, the monks of Yanming Temple did not believe Miyata. In the end, to prove her innocence, she jumped into the sea and committed suicide.

Narahara Sora eventually died.

However, he discovered Baxia's companion vessel and used the power of the curse to transform his and Miyata's souls into evil spirits, hiding them inside the vessel.

In this whole affair, only Miyata deserves pity.

Even after her death, she was still driven by Narahara Sora to maintain his ridiculous evil spirit power by stealing souls.

The first step in harming someone is to find out their name.

Therefore, Jiang Yuan is now being targeted.

“Let’s go there, it’s the old site of the temple,” Miyata said, pointing to the dark area in the distance, hidden by trees and bushes.

Beneath the dense canopy of trees, an ancient brick and tile building is partially hidden, making it difficult for most people to spot.

Miyata walked ahead, turned around, smiled at Jiang Yuan, and was about to say something.

Jiang Yuan suddenly spoke up: "Do you want to get rid of him?"

The voice seemed to carry a powerful force, and Miyata's eyes glazed over for a moment.

She asked, puzzled, "Get rid of whom?"

“Narahara Sora,” Jiang Yuan said calmly.

The moment the words left his mouth, Miyata seemed to freeze in place, and the wind around him seemed to stand still.

(End of this chapter)