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  "Should I call Huahao?" Fang Lin subconsciously had this thought. But he suddenly thought of something, the difficulty of this task is so great that it's hard to accomplish with just strength, now everything is unclear, Huahao's side also has a heavy responsibility in monitoring the ghost, and it's also related to the completion of the main task, so it's better for him to clarify the situation first.

  Since he had made such a decision, Fang Lin felt relieved and decided to take a rest. Since entering the world of Street Fighter, he had been in a series of fierce battles, and his only rest was sleeping for a few hours in the car. Now, seeing the warm and soft bed, fatigue suddenly came over him. He asked Xiao Gongyi to confirm that his mistress had already been thoroughly driven away before commanding him to call in sick for a few days and guard the door to deal with any sudden situations. Fang Lin then went to take a hot bath, took out a thick blanket and made it into a bed mat, and fell fast asleep.

  …………..

  The next morning, Fang Lin felt empty in his stomach after getting up, so he let Xiaogong lead him to a store at the entrance of the hotel to have a traditional Japanese-style breakfast. After sitting for just a few minutes, the boss brought over a large bowl of steaming hot rice, with pickled vegetables and a small dish of beans on the side.

  Fang Lin was also very hungry, and after eating two mouthfuls of rice, he used the pickled vegetables to go with his meal. The beans in that dish didn't look very good, not only were they brown, but when picked up, there were some sticky threads, as if they had gone bad. Fang Lin looked at the young man next to him eating with gusto, and so he picked up a chopstickful and put it in his mouth, feeling first a strange, faint stench, followed by a strong, pungent flavor, which was also uniquely delicious. Only after asking did he learn that these beans were called natto, made from boiled soybeans packed hot into containers made of straw, utilizing the bacteria on the straw to ferment naturally.

  The smiling boss brought another bowl of yellowish hot soup, the color was very turbid and the appearance was still not good. Fang Lin had previous experience, after drinking it down, he felt that it was extremely delicious. Only when he saw the menu on the table did he realize that this thing should be the dashi broth that every household in Japan likes.

  Miso soup is actually soy sauce soup. Miso is a type of soybean paste, and the resulting soup is always this murky yellow color. The flavor is quite rich and savory, like they added a lot of chicken bouillon. The owner even specially chopped up scallops to add to the broth while it was cooking, which is why the flavor is so delicious and famous far and wide.

  After eating two large bowls of rice, he drank a medicinal wine containing Sichuan pepper, Chinese angelica, and cinnamon. Fang Lin let out a comfortable sigh, belched, and felt his body warm up to its best state. He then had Xiao Gong settle the bill before getting into the car and leaving.

  However, their destination was not the Kasuga-taisha Shrine.

  With a whole 72 hours to utilize, Fang Lin would naturally not be foolish enough to charge in head-on. As the saying goes, "plan before acting", someone as skilled at plotting and scheming as him would certainly not miss any thread that could be beneficial to himself.

  Nara is a famous ancient capital with a long history, and it's natural that there would be libraries collecting large quantities of books. Borrowing something from inside wouldn't be an easy task, but with the help of Komatsu Ichimale, the local snake, Fang Lin still managed to obtain the qualification to enter and search.

  He just found that the more he understood this Chunyue Shen Gong, the more frightened his heart became.

  This shrine is just a name, but it has a big origin. The residence of the famous daimyo Uesugi Kenshin during the Japanese Warring States period was called Haru-yama Castle. He killed countless people in his lifetime, so naturally, there were many evil spirits and ghosts haunting the place. To ward them off, he built this shrine and invited a high-ranking monk to exorcise the demons. Later, his son Uesugi Kagekatsu was transferred to Aizu, and Hori Hideharu became the lord of this castle. He slaughtered countless residents of the original castle and used their blood to build a new castle nearby, which he named Fukushima. The Haru-yama Shrine not only survived the war but also gained great fame due to its connection with the monk from Hokai-ji Temple who fought bravely against Hori's forces. It was later relocated to Nara and finally settled down there.

  The Shinto shrine, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, was able to survive and even thrive during the turbulent Warring States period in Japan. Its hidden strength can be imagined. Therefore, Fang Lin's cautious thoughts grew stronger, but if he were asked to give up like this, it would be absolutely impossible. Fortunately, there is now a great opportunity that can be taken advantage of, and if planned carefully, there may still be some hope.

  The key figure in this opportunity is none other than Kōichi Komatsu, who was once targeted by the Riot Squad!

  According to Hu Hua's words, the vanguard is now a very powerful force. They used to be reckless and domineering, but now one of them has suffered a great loss at his own hands, so he must think of ways to turn this situation around. This morning, Xiaogong first spent the night in someone else's mistress's villa, then accompanied Fang Lin to this library, naturally without revealing any clues. If he returns to the headquarters of the Ben Tian Jia, he may be targeted again because he is the one who handled the invitation!

  Then...

  It's time to make a good plan now.

  …………

  The sky is overcast.

  There is a light rain falling. The road surface is very wet. There are many yellow small flowers on the roadside, swaying in the wind, with an extra kind of desolate beauty. This road is the only way to reach the Spring Day Shrine, and for fifty years, no one has been able to ride a vehicle into the shrine on the island in the lake, not even the Japanese emperor himself, who can only walk there.

  The one walking in front is Xiao Gong Yi Nan.

  Behind them, a man and woman followed closely, looking very leisurely. The man wore a full-body plastic raincoat, covering his head, revealing only half of his apathetic face. Despite this, he gave off an impression of being robust and sturdy, as if he had an endless supply of energy stored within him. The woman was quite ordinary; at first glance, one would only notice the exquisite and resplendent clothes she wore, forgetting her face altogether. Only a particularly meticulous person could notice that on the little finger of the man's left hand, a very thin red thread trailed out, with the other end hidden in the woman's long sleeve. The distance between the two was extremely close, so if one wasn't paying attention, they wouldn't have noticed anything unusual.

  In the distance, the misty haze gradually thickened, but the crisp bird calls echoed from time to time. Although the rain had stopped, the fog was so dense that it seemed to wet one's clothes. As I walked forward, the sound of water grew louder, and only when I approached slowly did I realize it was a dock. Next to it sat an old man in traditional Japanese clothing, quietly gazing out at the lake surface while fishing.

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