"In other words, there are still fish that missed the nets into the spiritual realm of the Yongjihui? Beichuan?"

Ryoko Kawano looked at the young man in front of her and asked simply.

As she asked, her fingers were still shaking off the ashes.

“…”

The young man called Kitagawa did not rush to reply to the other party.

Without saying a word, he took over the cigarette that Ryoko Kono was holding.

Ignoring the other party's unhappy expression, Kitakawa raised his hand and pressed the cigarette to the snow to extinguish it.

After doing all this, the young man nodded and said, "No, a few people have entered the spiritual realm, and there is also a middle-aged man with the Nine Imperial Mantra. That should be the great master of the Yongjihui, right?"

"...that's the Great Master of Eternal Ji of the Nine Imperial Mantra! Temple! Do you think Xicheng is like you, and has sixteen magical mantras? He may not be able to beat the other party...even your disciples..."

Ryoko Kawano couldn't help but speak.

She really didn't know where the confidence in Kitakawa Temple in front of her came from.

Facing Kawano Ryoko's question, Kitagawaji shook his head.

Seeing his unshakable expression, Ryoko Kawano was stunned again.

She felt a little suspicious.

Could it be that Kitakawa Temple has any secret strategies? In fact, under his guidance, there are some unique skills that Xicheng Style has not been used?

It’s okay to think like this. After all, there is a saying that goes, famous teachers produce great disciples!

"I will explain first. I didn't teach him anything. I shook my head and just wanted to say that I was not a master or a disciple. If I insisted on saying it, he should be considered my friend."

Kitakawaji stretched out a finger and corrected it:

"And he is also very talented. It will probably take me a long time to be able to have the same Sixteen Curse as me."

"Uh...I don't actually want to hear you tell me this..."

Ryoko Kawano sighed deeply and covered her face.

This person still couldn't understand people's words when he came back abroad.

After a while, she spoke: "So what do you do now? Enter the spiritual realm to pursue it?"

"I can't get in for the time being." Kitakawaji still spoke so straightforwardly: He answered without thinking:

"The deepest mountain gate is equivalent to the entrance of the spiritual realm, but that requires a key. Because the mountain gate was opened by the son of the Baiwu family in front of Xicheng, the great master of the Yongjihui Association can break in with his own bloodline... But I can't. I can break in because I'm afraid that the spiritual realm will collapse as a whole."

"...In other words, this time I have to rely on the West City boy?"

Ryoko Kono frowned.

She knew the ability of Nishicheng-style, the Eight-Not-Original Curse.

This ability is actually very strong no matter where you put it, but this time the enemy is the Great Master Yongji of the Nine Emperor Curse, and he seems to have brought a few helpers.

Xicheng style...can it be really possible to deal with it?

She couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

"It's almost the same. But I've asked the poor to help lift the seal of the mountain gate to see if I can catch up... Xicheng should be able to hold on. Don't underestimate him."

Kitakawaji said a few simple words and was no longer willing to speak.

After a while, his monotonous cell phone ringing.

"Have your girlfriend been here for information?" Ryoko Kawano poked her head curiously.

"It's the fiancée." Kitakawaji took out his cell phone and corrected his voice without changing.

......

This is a Buddhist temple surrounded by bamboo forests.

As Bai Wu Kuzi said, Bai Wu’s family repaired this kind of Buddhist temple everywhere to eliminate evil spirits.

The interior decoration of this Buddhist temple is almost the same, it is nothing more than wooden altars, curtains, and Buddha statues. The difference is the degree of internal damage.

To be honest, Xicheng style doesn't have much respect for these divine things.

All he needs is a place to shelter from the wind and keep warm.

Therefore, he simply demolished the Buddha statue in front of the White Mist God Son and the jade walls of the small Buddhist temple.

The so-called jade wall is actually just a literary and artistic wooden fence surrounding the Buddhist temple, but it is actually just a bunch of wooden fences.

"Shijun, aren't you afraid of heaven's punishment at all?"

Bai Wu Shenzi looked at the Xicheng style action and suddenly looked up and asked.

There are still many Japanese who believe in these things very much, and it is indeed normal for her to ask this question.

"What are you asking about this?"

Xicheng style reply.

He couldn't help but think, could it be that the son of Baiwu believed in Buddhism, so he told him not to demolish and worship the Buddhist temple?

"Uh...I mean, I have a clever plan. If Shijun is not afraid of heaven's punishment, I think that wooden Buddha statue can be removed, and the fire is a little less prosperous."

As he said that, the God of White Murch seemed to nodded with his own trick and he nodded with satisfaction, and he also straightened his chest: "Anyway, I'm not afraid of God's punishment."

“…” Xicheng style.

I only thought about dismantling Yuyuan, so this guy jumped to two stages and thought about dismantling Buddha statues.

The God Son of White Mist is really a clever ghost.

But... she was right.

Next, we have to spend the night here. It may be right to tear off the wooden Buddha statues as firewood.

As for whether tearing down the Buddha statue will cause the living bones to rush into this small Buddhist temple?

Xicheng style maintains a negative attitude towards this.

After all, the Buddhist temple that was used to hide was already in pieces, and the wooden Buddha's head was cut halfway. Even so, there were no resentful spirits, and the living bones were willing to enter the Buddhist temple.

Thinking of this, Xichengshi took action without hesitation.

He took out his hand axe directly, and cut the wooden Buddha into pieces with just two axes, and then threw it into the fire pit.

boom!

The fire suddenly became strong.

"This is so comfortable! So warm! As expected, I'm sure I'm right..."

The White Mist Godzi rubbed his snow-white feet with his hands, and his expression was eager to try.

She looked like she was about to roll in the fire pit and roast herself comfortably and get up again.

And - this guy is really not afraid of such a bullshit punishment at all, and he even looks a bit happy.

Just when Xicheng Style was about to continue adding firewood to it—

A roll of old documents wrapped in brocade ropes slid out from the broken head of the Buddha statue.

"This is...?"

Xicheng style eyebrows slightly raised, and took out the document hidden on the head of the Buddha statue.

The surface of the scroll of the document is covered with dust, and you can only look at it and find that the paper on it has turned yellow due to oxidation... This must have been stuffed into the Buddha statue for a long time.

Most of the things written in ancient Japan were written on paper, and those that were directly used in the form of scrolls meant the importance of the content.

The most important thing is...the Buddha statue contains documents?

This is too...?

Who put this into the Buddha statue?

Xicheng Style frowned and spread the document.

The name of the document is also displayed in Xicheng style.

I saw that the yellowed paper was written like this - "Bai Wu Jianlu".

And below, there is a clearly visible map.

There are various place names and building names marked on it, including the West City-style Valley of the Fog Hidden Valley and the rope wooden bridge that you just walked through.

Xicheng style reacted instantly.

This is a map about Baiwu Home!

It can be regarded as an unexpected surprise.

Who would have thought that there was such a thing hidden in the head of this wooden Buddha statue.

But who...and for what purpose it was to hide it in this place...?

Xicheng style brings the map close to the flames.
To be continued...