Full-Time Magister: What kind of demonic tree is this? It's clearly a sacred tree!

Chapter 90 Japan

Upon entering the Ankai waters of Japan, the magic ship, which had been registered beforehand and bore a Japanese name, smoothly entered the Ankai waters.

Upon reaching the Anjie sea area, we began to see several fishing boats engaged in salvage operations.

There are two types of fishing boats in China. One type uses mechanical fishing boats, where thousands of fish are thrown into their freezing rooms.

Another type is the very primitive fishing boat, with one or two fishermen and very simple tools. There are many such simple fishing boats near Asuka City.

Japan also has traditional fishing boats, but they have become more mechanized. They have a wide variety of ways to prepare fish, and their fishing industry is quite developed.

This area of ​​Anjie Sea is filled with these salvage ships, all painted gray. When this white cruise ship from Norn sailed into this area, it looked somewhat out of place.

After disembarking at the port, Ai Jiangtu said, "Let's find a place to rest first. We shouldn't linger here too long. If they realize we're smuggled in from China, that would be troublesome."

It was like bringing up a sore spot. Just as Ai Jiangtu finished speaking, several Japanese men who looked like security guards came over. They first glanced at the cruise ship docked in the harbor, and then came over to ask questions.

Jiang Shaoxu realized something was wrong and hurriedly told everyone to be quiet, while he took the initiative to start a conversation with the security guard.

Jiang Shaoxu speaks fluent Japanese, and her tone, manner, and demeanor are just like those of a sexy and beautiful Japanese girl, with her eyes sparkling with a blend of innocence and allure.

"We are a cruise ship belonging to the Lin Group, and we have landing permission," Jiang Shaoxu said to the security guard with a mustache.

The security guard with the mustache looked at them with some suspicion and walked up to the others, preparing to question them.

Zhang Chen directly used mind control to make him get lost. "Mind-based magic, it's really useful! It makes me want one too." Mo Fan said. "You can try guiding awakening when you reach the Super-Rank, but this type of magic consumes a lot of mental strength." Jiang Shaoxu said with a smile. "Alright, alright, we just landed, and we're all unregistered. It's best not to mess with the Japanese security personnel. If we alarm the Japanese Magic Association or the Inquisition, our lives will be in trouble." Nan Jue said, looking at Zhang Chen.

"Yes, let's get to the place our mentor mentioned as soon as possible. I wonder how far we are from Tokyo."

After leaving the dock, passing through the checkpoint, and entering Nishikuma City, everyone was basically safe. The Japanese patrol officers weren't just randomly arresting people and demanding identification; to others, they were just a group of young people.

Hotels and guesthouses are not available; they require registration with identification, just like in the federal government. Illegal hotels are practically nonexistent in this city near the Pacific Ocean.

Left with no other choice, these down-on-their-luck former elites found a temple halfway up the mountain, which took them in after they donated a considerable amount of money for incense.

The temple is called Yanming Temple. It is a typical Japanese temple with a stone gate at the foot of the mountain and marble steps leading straight up to the temple. The temple is not particularly large, and there are not many believers here. Apart from a few Japanese monks, it is full of these illegal immigrants!

There were two stone-carved turtles in front of the temple, about the same size as the stone lions guarding the gate. Everyone was preparing to rest and get a good night's sleep.

Zhang Chen and Mu Nujiao sat leaning against each other on the shell of one of the large tortoises, while Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue were on the other side. From here, they could see the entire West Bear City, the jagged coastline, and the Pacific Ocean stretching into the distance. To put it simply, this was a mountainside temple overlooking the sea!

"You—what are you doing? Get down! You can't sit on the sacred tortoise! ​​How can there be such unruly worshippers!" A monk with a fairly handsome appearance walked over and began to scold them.

The other person was speaking Japanese. Although Zhang Chen didn't understand it, he could tell at a glance that the person wasn't human and seemed to harbor a lot of resentment.

"Can't you understand human language?" The young monk was particularly rude, his words already tinged with anger, his brows furrowed.

Just as Zhang Chen was about to make his move, another girl, who was not human, walked up from below.

The girl had a sweet face, and even without any expression, she seemed to have two charming dimples.

She had a petite and delicate figure, and compared to mature beauties like Jiang Shaoxu and Mu Ningxue, she was much more youthful, but her fragility and slenderness made her even more pitiful.

As the young girl stepped forward, she saw the monk Narahara Sora, and her face immediately blossomed into a smile, radiating youthful vitality and captivating charm. Sensing the slightly awkward atmosphere around her, she proactively eased the tension, saying, "Good afternoon, everyone! I picked some flower seeds, dried them, and brewed them into tea. It tastes wonderful! Would you like to try some?"

Zhang Chen couldn't understand it at all. Just in case, the silver star map flashed by, the surrounding space froze instantly, and at the same time, a vast mental force rushed into their bodies.

The four of them approached the two ghosts, having already communicated with them mentally beforehand.

Mo Fan asked, "What is this?"

"Who knows? Anyway, they don't look like people to me, they look more like vengeful spirits." Zhang Chen said. "No wonder Yanming Temple is so deserted. Could it be that the monks in this temple were not behaving properly and were driven to their deaths by these two?" Mo Fan guessed. "Who cares! Just burn them both!" Zhang Chen said. After this incident, they were no longer in the mood to appreciate the scenery and obediently returned to the temple to rest.

The next morning, as they were preparing to leave West Bear City, they suddenly discovered that Zhao Manyan was missing.

Just as they were about to look for him, they saw him hurriedly running back from the back mountain. He quickly rejoined the group. Guan Yu seemed to have a strong grudge against him, coldly saying, "Can you please stop running around like that? You're really treating this training like a vacation!"

Zhao Manyan ignored Guan Yu and instead secretly walked over to Mo Fan and Zhang Chen, nudging them and saying, "Let me tell you, I had a very long dream yesterday, it was about the back mountain of the temple. The things in the dream were too complicated to tell you in detail, but it seemed like something was predetermined—"

"I woke up early this morning and ran to the back mountain of the temple. Guess what I saw?" Zhao Manyan said mysteriously, his eyes gleaming with smugness.

"What? Tell me quickly!" The two of them each hugged one side of him and whispered. Zhao Manyan slowly lifted a rag in front of his chest, revealing a wooden fish vessel inside!

"What is this?" Zhang Chen asked, picking up the wooden fish casually. Mo Fan also wanted to try it, but a forbidden yellow power appeared, scaring him into withdrawing his hand.

He asked, "Why are you two allowed to take it?"

"Who knows? But I can sense a slight soul connection between it and Zhao Manyan, so it should be a good thing." Zhang Chen casually handed it to Zhao Manyan and spread his hands.

"Damn it, why do you think you get good stuff just because you dream about it?!"

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