Rebirth of Japanese high school students

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After leaving the Liu family villa, Li Xuehao held the dragon-shaped statue in his hand and carefully felt the almost dissipated aura.

This aura was the same as the one he used to neutralize Liu Ziqing and the other three people last time. It was obvious that the same person took action both times.

If it didn't work once, he would do it twice. Although he didn't kill him, Li Xuehao didn't intend to get used to this kind of thing. Now that he had the remaining aura of the other party, he could already sense the other party's location.

Although the Magic City is big, the faint aura can help him guide the opponent's specific location.

The distance was relatively far, so Li Xuehao didn't want to waste time, so he simply found a corner with no one around, cast an invisibility spell on himself, and flew directly with his sword.

Not long after, he arrived at the place guided by the breath of the dragon-shaped statue.

Surprisingly, this turned out to be a park. It was not yet noon, and most of the people in the park were old people, either taking a leisurely walk or playing chess in the pavilion.

While no one was paying attention, Li Xuehao removed his "invisibility technique" and came to a pavilion where he was playing chess.

Two elderly people were playing chess. One was an old man with gray hair and a long gray beard. He looked to be sixty or seventy years old. He was wearing a Tang suit, but he looked very strong.

His opponent was much younger, only in his fifties, with an ordinary appearance and a very thin build, looking like a bamboo pole.

The two were playing chess, and there were many people standing around, including men and women, most of whom were elderly, but one of them stood out. He was only about forty years old, a middle-aged man in his prime, with good looks.

He is also relatively ordinary, but his ears are very large and the earlobes hang down long, which is different from ordinary people.

Li Xuehao's eyes first roamed around the two players, and then focused on the middle-aged man with unusual earlobes.

The aura on the other party's body was exactly the same as the aura left in the dragon-shaped statue. Obviously, he was the previous owner of the dragon-shaped statue, and it was he who secretly placed a ban on the Liu family.

However, Li Xuehao felt the aura on his body carefully and did not find any evil or weird feeling. Moreover, although the spiritual energy in his body was mixed, it was still pure. This at least showed that the other person was a righteous monk.

Li Xuehao was a little puzzled by the fact that a righteous monk placed such dark restrictions on ordinary people.

Of course, this does not mean that righteous monks must be good people, but they usually rarely attack ordinary people. After all, this is also a kind of cause and effect. If there is no grudge between the two parties, being contaminated by cause and effect will also hinder the practice.

Also, Li Xuehao noticed that the two people playing chess were both monks, but the old man in Tang suit who looked more like an expert was much weaker. He should have understood a little bit, but he had not practiced in depth.

That kind of "outer disciple".

The thin bamboo pole who was playing chess with him had the most powerful spiritual energy among the three. He had already reached the "threshold" and was only one step away from crossing it.

The two of them were playing chess as if there was no one around, until the gray-haired old man in Tang suit abandoned his son and lost. The thin bamboo pole did not win at all, but said to the old man in Tang suit: "Old Wang, I accept the concession."

"It's not a concession, it's because my skills are inferior to others." The old man in Tang suit shook his head, not feeling embarrassed at all about losing to a "junior" who was ten or twenty years younger than him.

The people around saw that their game was over and had no intention of playing another game. They also saw that it was almost noon, so they gradually dispersed one by one.

The middle-aged man with unusual earlobes did not leave. He was always beside him. At this time, he saw that the man was almost gone. He hugged the old man in Tang suit and said, "Uncle Wang, senior brother has nothing to do in the mountains every day except studying chess records.

Even when it comes to studying delicious food, no one on the mountain can beat him, not even Master."

"Don't call me uncle. I didn't pass the examination when I first started, so I reluctantly became a registered disciple. I have been hanging around for so many years. You don't dare to call me uncle." The old man in Tang suit waved his hands again and again, feeling ashamed.

"Uncle Wang, Master said that you are his junior brother who he personally acknowledges. We don't dare to mess with the seniority." The middle-aged man with unusual earlobes did not.

"Forget it, you can call it whatever you want." The old man in Tang suit also knew that the sect had strict rules. Although he was low in strength, his seniority was indeed here. At this time, he looked around and suddenly felt a little surprised, "Where's Yanzi? She

Weren’t you here just now?”

"Junior Sister Yan has been out of control since she met Uncle Wang's god-granddaughter. She is thinking of accepting her as a disciple. Now she is probably carrying her to buy her something to eat, so as to please this little disciple first." Sitting opposite him.

Shou Zhugan laughed and said, since there were no outsiders present, he also addressed himself as "Uncle Master".

"Xiaoxue's family will not agree to send Xiaoxue to Maoshan." The old man in Tang suit shook his head after hearing this. "Yanzi can't convince Xiaoxue's parents and grandparents, especially the latter. They treat Xiaoxue like a baby and want to follow her every day.

How can you be willing to be separated from your granddaughter?"

"Junior sister Yan has no choice but to give up," said the middle-aged man with unusual earlobes.

"This time you come to the magic city..." The old man in Tang suit was about to continue, but suddenly the thin bamboo pole coughed a few times and interrupted him, "Uncle Wang, there is still time before lunch, let's have another round of talks?"

The old man in Tang suit immediately understood why he suddenly interrupted him, because although the outsider had almost left, there was still a young man next to him. He was standing not far away. If he concentrated a little, he could hear

The sound of their conversations.

"Okay, let's play another game." The old man in Tang suit laughed, and the two began to take back the remaining games on the chessboard.

At this time, the middle-aged man with unusual earlobes couldn't help it anymore. Everyone else walked away, but there was only one young man here. What does this mean? Didn't you see a few people whispering?

Because outsiders were present, they didn't speak so happily.

"Hey, young man, it's time to have lunch soon. Why don't you go back and do you here?" The middle-aged man waved to Li Xuehao, as if the host was giving an order to expel guests.

Li Xuehao couldn't help but feel a little funny. He looked at the other person and said, "My lunch is not that early."

The middle-aged man frowned and was about to say more when the thin bamboo pole said at the right time: "Junior Brother Zhong, this is a public place. People are free to stay as long as they like."

"Elder brother, I didn't say anything." The middle-aged man defended himself. He just wanted everyone to speak more casually without any scruples.

"Okay." Thin Bamboo Gang interrupted him, and then said to Li Xuehao on the side, "It is rare for young people to like Go. If you want to see it, you can come closer and have a look."

After hearing this, Li Xuehao felt a little fond of him. He smiled slightly and said, "Actually, the purpose of my coming here is to find this gentleman." As he said that, he pointed at the middle-aged man.

"Looking for me?" The middle-aged man was stunned and looked at him carefully, "Do we know each other?"

"I don't know." Li Xuehao shook his head and suddenly took out the dragon-shaped statue from the hand behind his back and asked, "Is this yours?"

Seeing him take out the statue, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed. Even the skinny bamboo pole who was cleaning up the mess also changed his expression.

"Why do you have this thing?" The middle-aged man stared at him closely. It was a small gadget he carved casually. He usually used it for training. He used to put restrictions on people and didn't want to provoke unknown opponents.

, and then it was put to use.

Now that they are being sent to the door by the other party, how can they not make the two of them suspicious?

However, the two of them took a closer look at this young man, and neither of them could sense any comradeship in him. He was just an ordinary young man.

"If you don't want others to know, you have to do it yourself." Li Xuehao looked at the middle-aged man blankly, then suddenly shook his hand, and the dragon-shaped statue rushed towards him.

The middle-aged man's expression changed again, and he stretched out his hand to grab the dragon-shaped statue, but the small statue under his tentacles possessed unmatched power, and it knocked him away at once.

It was more than ten meters away, and finally he stopped against a big tree.

"Junior Brother Zhong!" The expressions of the thin bamboo pole and the old man in Tang suit both changed dramatically. They could shock people so far with just a small object. The young man in front of them was definitely not an ordinary person.

"How brave!" The middle-aged man was angry. He felt that he was attacked by surprise, because he thought that the young man in front of him was an ordinary person at first, so he was unprepared. As a result, he lost a big face and he had to get it back.

"Junior Brother Zhong, don't be impulsive!" Shou Zhugan saw the clues. Even if Junior Brother Zhong was attacked by surprise, those who could easily defeat him must not be underestimated. He was afraid that Junior Brother Zhong would suffer another loss if he was not careful.

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"Don't worry, Senior Brother, I will be merciful." The middle-aged man thought that he was trying to prevent him from doing anything harsh, so he laughed and rushed towards the young man.

Li Xuehao smiled slightly, he couldn't tell who the "so brave" person was. Seeing that the other party was approaching, he suddenly snapped his fingers handsomely. Suddenly, he saw that the body of the middle-aged man who was rushing towards him was motionless.

It was frozen in mid-air, like a still painting.

This strange and unbelievable scene shocked the thin bamboo pole and the boss in Tang suit, and at the same time, they couldn't help but turn pale with fright.

"Junior Brother Zhong!"

"Little bell!"

However, their shouts had no effect. The middle-aged man was still frozen in mid-air, as if there was an invisible force holding him tightly, making him unable to move.

Shou Zhugan was horrified in his heart. Such a method was simply like that of the Immortal Family. At this moment, he suddenly realized. No wonder he couldn't see anything special about the other party. He thought he was just an ordinary person. That was because he was not strong enough. He couldn't see anything at all.

Don't reveal the other party's reality.

With such immortal methods, even if the master comes, there is nothing he can do.

"Tao Rende, the Qingzong of Maoshan Mountain, has met this fellow Taoist." Shouzhugan immediately realized that the person in front of him was the helper invited by the Liu family. Maybe he was the one who helped the three people of the Liu family resolve the restriction before. Junior Brother Kui Zhong has been trying to find him.

The other party was in trouble, and it turned out to be a big trouble. The person in front of them was definitely not something they could match.

"Maoshan?" Li Xuehao was slightly startled. He actually came from the Kiyoshi Sect of Maoshan Mountain. He had some connections with Maoshan. He thought that the Mr. Sima he met at the Inari Shrine in Kyoto was from the Kiyoshi Sect of Maoshan Mountain.

, and he is also a direct descendant of Baiyun Taoist Sima Chengzhen, who originally invited him to go to Jurong Maoshan.

I just didn't expect that I would meet the Maoshan people here. Is this considered acquaintance without fighting?

"Exactly, my master, Sima Yan." Tao Rende reported his master's name. His master was very famous, and he was also the head of the Qing Sect on Maoshan Mountain. He knew many people, so he would give him some face.

"Sima Yan?" Li Xuehao had never heard of it, but thinking of Mr. Sima, he really should give him some face. However, Mr. Sima did not leave his name. He only said that he was Sima. He didn't know if this Sima Yan was.

He, so he asked tentatively, "Has your master been to Kyoto, Japan?"

Tao Rende was stunned when he heard this: "My master has been practicing on Maoshan Mountain and has never been abroad. However, my uncle went to Japan not long ago..."

"It turns out he is your great-uncle, so he is the queen of my old friend." Li Xuehao immediately understood that the Mr. Sima he met must be the great-uncle the other party mentioned. Since he is the descendant of his old friend, he can just give him a small punishment.

After saying that, he pointed his finger at the middle-aged man in mid-air, and the other person's body immediately fell from the air and fell firmly to the ground.

However, the middle-aged man did not dare to hum. Although he could not move just now, his eyes and ears still functioned, and he realized that the person in front of him was definitely not someone he could offend.

Even judging by the tone of his voice, it seemed that the other person knew his great-uncle, so that would be a big problem. Maybe the person in front of him just looked young, but was actually a centenarian who just had good looks to make him look young.

When he thought of this, he trembled a little.

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