Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Baxia is a type of totem beast. Although it is a large turtle, it is fundamentally different from a sea monster.

The totem Baxia did not linger for long; its underwater shadow gradually faded, and the seawater returned to its original clarity.

Wow!

Xu Fang emerged from the water and found that his teammates were so frightened by Baxia that they were exhausted, and some of them were even lying on the ground.

"What...what was that just now?" Mu Tingying asked, trembling, her former haughty demeanor completely gone.

Jiang Shaoxu forced a smile and offered some words of comfort to everyone.

“With such a massive size, it must be at least at the monarch level,” Nan Jue said.

Strangely, although monarch-level beings usually possess a powerful aura, this giant shadow showed no signs of life.

Chapter 257 Bald Monk, Bathrobe, Female Ghost

The totem Baxia left a deep shadow on everyone. After being frightened, the course deviated slightly, and it took a longer distance to reach the expected port.

Half a day later, the yacht finally entered Japan's maritime security zone.

Because it was registered under the Lin Group name, the yacht was not questioned or harassed and docked smoothly at the port.

Like the harbor in Asuka City, fishing boats also drift on the sea here, with lean fishermen casting their nets to catch fish.

There's a small market right on the shore where freshly caught fish are processed on the spot. After being sliced, they're seasoned with soy sauce and wasabi and can be eaten right away.

Even if it were made to be a little more refined, it would still just be laid on top of rice to make hand-rolled sushi. The bald chef's hands were shiny and covered in oil from who-knows-who.

Xu Fang saw many people close their eyes and purse their lips in a manner reminiscent of Japanese dramas after eating the fish, shaking their heads slightly and making sounds of praise such as "Mmm~~~~ Oh my god."

“Does anyone here speak Japanese?” Nan Jue asked.

Although the international language is universal, you still need to use your local language when communicating with ordinary people.

"Me? I love watching Japanese dramas the most," Jiang Shaoxu said with a smile.

“Me too,” Xu Fang said.

Jiang Shaoxu looked at Xu Fang with surprise, not expecting that the two had such common ground, which increased their topics of conversation.

The group managed to get through customs, but because they had no identification documents, they couldn't stay in a hotel. Illegal hotels simply don't exist in this small city near the Pacific Ocean.

Left with no other choice, the group opted to stay overnight at a temple.

Japanese temples differ from those in China. Although both use the name of Buddha to make money, the latter are more discreet and do not do it openly.

Japan is different. Monks don't have the concept of being free from worldly desires. They can keep their hair, eat meat, drink alcohol, and even get married and have children without any problems.

Asking is to promote economic circulation, and asking is to professionalize believers.

Some large temples have a direct monopoly on local weddings and funerals, and their business scope also includes catering, education, and even health products.

Anyway, they never lack customers.

Due to its well-known geographical location, this country has suffered from the invasion of sea monsters, which has directly resulted in nearly 80% of the local population being Buddhists.

The temple's related businesses are a pillar industry, alongside Siren Insurance and Siren Lottery.

"Have you ever seen a show called 'The Handsome Monk's Little Sweetheart'? It made me think that all Japanese monks are handsome men and beautiful women."

Jiang Shaoxu lowered her voice, making no attempt to hide her disappointment: "This is too ordinary..."

Indeed, this Yanming Temple is very abnormal, because it is too normal. The monks inside are actually bald monks, and they are even wearing gray cloth robes.

There are no industries here. Looking at this quiet and secluded place of spiritual practice, it's truly a disgrace to contemporary monks.

Seeing the large sum of money Ai Jiangtu took out for incense offerings, even the usually calm and composed monk showed a hint of excitement on his face. He was probably cheering in his heart that this spring would be much better!

After settling into the room, Jiang Shaoxu wanted to take Xu Fang shopping.

Once we descended the mountain and arrived in the city, the place suddenly became bustling with people.

The idea of ​​seclusion and tranquility is a human lie. As long as you have money, everyone likes to live in a bustling metropolis, surrounded by mature women and young girls.

West Bear City is clearly located on an earthquake zone, with undulating terrain, slopes, winding mountain roads, and houses built in a charmingly staggered fashion on both sides, each with its own little courtyard and a few old trees—the kind of place where you could spend an entire afternoon...

Walking to the slightly busier main street, Jiang Shaoxu bought some skincare products and snacks.

“This yukata is so pretty, do you want me to wear it for you?” Jiang Shaoxu asked, pointing to a light kimono.

Jiang Shaoxu was different from other people's girlfriends. When they were alone together, she was never shy or coy. When they walked down the street, they would stick close to each other, in an ambiguous manner.

Even through her clothes, Xu Fang could smell Jiang Shaoxu's softness and her rose-like fragrance.

"I think this one is better."

Xu Fang pointed to another item: "Look at this belt around the waist, it can be easily pulled open, so convenient."

"rogue."

Jiang Shaoxu laughed and pushed him.

A good-looking young couple would attract attention both in China and Japan.

As I was preparing to go back, I saw an izakaya (Japanese pub) located at the intersection of two not-so-bustling streets, backed by a raised hill, with lanterns and wooden signs in Japanese listing the dishes.

"Let's go, have a drink."

Jiang Shaoxu had no resistance to such occasions and dragged Xu Fang inside.

When the boss saw such a pretty girl, he grinned so wide he could see his teeth. He wanted to show off his skills, so he thinly sliced ​​a silver knife fish and placed it on ice before handing it over.

Xu Fang knew exactly what he was thinking.

Back in Shanghai, before Liu Ru became a vampire, Xu Fang owned a Japanese restaurant downstairs from her apartment.

To win over young girls, mature women, and especially young women in their late twenties and early thirties, the more flashy and extravagant your outfit, the more you'll please them and the more you'll be able to drain their wallets.

With a casual wave of his hand, a small ice knife appeared in his hand, and with a few swift cuts, the already thin fish slices became insanely thin.

It's the kind of texture that doesn't require chewing; you can just gently smear it with your tongue.

The shopkeeper was stunned, watching as the young man placed a thin, translucent slice of fish on the girl's plate. The girl smiled sweetly and opened her mouth to eat it, her mouth looking like she had just eaten a giant lemon.

So, I was also part of your game?

The sashimi wasn't tasty at all; once the novelty wore off, the two of them happily ate a handful of grilled squid each.

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After eating and drinking their fill, the two returned to Yanming Temple, where the side room was still brightly lit.

"The people in this temple are so poor they're practically selling their pants, yet they're willing to turn on the lights?" Jiang Shaoxu laughed.

While eating, she also asked the owner and other diners about Yan Mingsi.

They said that Yanming Temple used to be a matchmaker's place... cough cough, a matchmaker's business. They didn't exactly make a fortune, but they certainly lived a comfortable life.

But later, several men who went in were in a daze all day long, often falling into a deep sleep and never waking up. People said that Yan Mingsi had bewitched them.

Yan Mingsi's business suffered a major setback, which is why he is now in this half-dead state.

As they pushed open the door, everyone inside looked over and breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, they're not missing."

The scene was strange. In the middle of the crowd, Zhao Manyan lay stiffly on the floor, his body cold and his spirits low.

Beside him, Mu Ningxue lay on a mattress, covered with a thin blanket, also unconscious.

"Yellow Hair, something's happened," Mo Fan said in a deep voice.

According to Mo Fan's description, he encountered a young girl named Miyata on the steps outside the temple. Miyata asked him his name, and he gave her the name Zhao Manyan. As soon as he turned around, Zhao Manyan was lying on the floor.

Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue concluded that the girl was a malevolent spirit, and they found Miyata again.

However, Miyata insisted on his innocence and, in order to prove his innocence, asked for Mu Ningxue's name again.

"So you agreed?" Xu Fang asked.

“I don’t think she’s lying, and there’s no way she can save Lao Zhao…” Mo Fan said through gritted teeth.

If he ever sees that damned female ghost again, Da Mo Fanfei will tear him apart!

“But we’ve already passed the temple steps, how come we haven’t seen the female ghost?” Jiang Shaoxu was a little afraid of ghosts and subconsciously shrank back towards Xu Fang.

Chapter 258 I originally thought you were a good bald monk!

"You can't see her?" Mo Fan was very concerned about this question and hurriedly asked, "It's that woman, Miyata, you really didn't see her?"

Jiang Shaoxu was afraid of ghosts. She was already a little scared when she saw Zhao Manyan and Mu Ningxue looking like they were covered in something dirty. When Mo Fan did this, she took several steps back.

"Mo Fan!"

Xu Fang gave a soft shout, and Mo Fan was startled to his senses: "...Sorry."

“No one saw Miyata except you,” Ai Jiangtu said. “Calm down and see if you can recall any useful information.”

Mo Fan nodded slowly; his worry for Mu Ningxue had clouded his judgment.

Nan Jue then turned to Xu Fang and asked, "Xu Fang, what do you think?"

"Since the ghost is named Nianhun and is a female ghost that only Mo Fan can see, I am more inclined to believe that it is caused by some kind of vengeful spirit."

Xu Fang said, "As far as I know, people who harbored strong resentment in their lifetime may become vengeful spirits under special circumstances. Is it Jiang Yu?"

"That's it."

Jiang Yu, the encyclopedia expert, nodded and explained to everyone, "The human soul is a magical research problem that we still cannot fully solve. It is very fragile, but sometimes it is also excessively strong."

Normally, few people enjoy listening to him talk on and on, but today is different.

Jiang Yu said, "After a person dies, if the place of death is in an area with dense elements, an elemental vengeful spirit will form. And if there are powerful artifacts nearby, they can also form artifact spirits!"

Although he understood in his heart, Xu Fang still couldn't help but marvel at the magnificence and wonder of the magical world when he heard Jiang Yu repeat it again.

Jiang Feng is a prime example of an elemental vengeful spirit, similar to the vengeful spirits of the Sahara Desert, whose souls are twisted and combined with the raging forces of nature.

The spirit of the artifact is like the original malevolent spirit of the armor, a special entity born from the armor after the death of the King of Qin.

Xu Fang had personally fought against it, and if it weren't for his special light element, he would most likely have been possessed by the other party!

"Our group has basically assembled all the elemental magic users, so it's impossible for us not to sense areas with dense elemental energy."

Xu Fang picked up the conversation and said confidently, "Therefore, I speculate that this temple most likely has a special vessel!"