Chapter 402

Fenglin came to the diagonally opposite door and found Qiuhui in the Shengong temple being served by servants for breakfast.

"Boss."

Qiuhui of the temple smiled and said hello.

"This time I received a mission to go to the island country, and blackgate's nest appeared."

Feng Lin sat next to Qiu Hui in the temple.

"What? Didn't black gate cooperate with Jiuyou place?"

The temple Qiuhui immediately stood up and said, "that is to say, the master of the nine secluded land is likely to pass."

"I don't know. Let's get ready after dinner. We'll go to the island today."

Feng Lin said with a smile.

"Good!"

Qiuhui nodded. "I haven't been back for a long time. This time, I just let them go home and have a look."

"Yes."

Feng Lin got up and left.

Wait here for an hour.

Qiuhui of the temple and her servants are ready. They all go back by plane.

Before going, Feng Lin specially explained to Meng Changsheng.

Meng Changsheng doesn't care much. There are more people now.

Mu Xiaoyu can be Xiao Mu's training object.

If Xu Ruoying said so, Meng Changsheng made the move himself.

As for Zhao Qingqing, who comes back at dusk, anyone can be the rest.

For those who have not become ancient warriors, it is their only way to go beyond the limit in a planned way.

At ten o'clock in the morning, everyone got on the plane.

It takes only two or three hours for Yunshi to fly to the island country.

……

After arriving in the island country.

They first went to Kobe County, which is the headquarters of the temple family.

People took the high-speed rail to Kobe.

As soon as I left the high-speed railway station, I found Lexus parked outside.

Several middle-aged men in suits stood in a row.

Seeing Qiuhui coming from the temple, he immediately bowed and bowed his head, "Hello, president!"

In island countries, the president is the top person in charge of the team organization.

In business, the president is equivalent to the chairman and President of Huaxia.

In a legitimate underground organization, the president is relative to the boss.

"Boss, get in the car!"

Qiuhui of Shengong Temple took Fenglin and got on a black car.

All the people behind him followed.

Temple Qiuhui said to the driver, "go home."

"Hi!"

The driver of this car, start the car immediately.

After a while, they came to a mountain.

It's similar to those rich Chinese families.

But architecture is completely different.

Chinese architecture is a typical Western architecture.

The buildings here are similar to the ancient Chinese mansions.

Of course, it was originally copied from ancient China.

In contrast, island countries protect their traditions more.

However, in recent years, China has gradually begun to pay attention, such as holding Hanfu day and so on.

The car drives directly up the mountain. On both sides of the road are cherry trees with beautiful and pleasant scenery.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a parking lot.

When the car stopped here, Qiuhui of Shengong Temple pulled Fenglin out of the car and walked up the mountain.

"Lord Shengong temple!"

When going up the mountain, there were many masked people around to salute the temple in autumn.

Qiuhui of Shengong Temple waved to them and took Fenglin all the way to the top of the mountain.

This is a wooden mansion.

Qiuhui and Fenglin of Shengong Temple went in and sat on the wooden steps.

It's good to seal the forest and feel the smell around.

It's a powerful hidden family.

There is a man who runs through the realm.

"Boss, there is a hot spring not far away. Do you want to relax at night?"

Temple Qiuhui said with a smile.

"No." Feng Lin turned his eyes.

Just then, the sound of clogs came from a distance.

Not long ago, an old man stepped on clogs and came step by step.

Wearing the traditional Samurai costume of the island country, he bowed respectfully to Qiuhui of the temple, "Lord of the temple."

"Boss, introduce yourself. This is my master, yushouxitaro."

Temple Qiuhui pointed to the old man and said.

Feng Lin nodded gently. This man is an expert who runs through the realm.

"Hello." Feng Lin said hello with a smile.

"So you are a dead doctor."

Yushouxitaro gently lowered his head.

"You're welcome."

Feng Lin waved his hand.

"Lord Shengong temple, you should come back this time for the black door?"

Yushouxitaro asked with a smile.

"Yes, you should have received the news for such a big event. How about it?"

Qiuhui asked.

"It's hard to do. It's said that the boss of the black gate has a space ring on his hand. This is a legendary thing."

Yushouxi taro shook his head. "The people of the Holy See have come in the name of killing demons."

"From the Holy See?"

Feng Lin lay on the board, whispering with his hands around the back of his head.

"In addition, there are many experts. My advice is not to get involved."

Yushouxi taro knows that the ancient warriors of his country can't compete with these experts.

The best way is to watch the tiger fight across the mountain.

"Boss, what do you think?"

Qiuhui of Shengong temple looks at Fenglin.

"I'll go as a dead doctor this time. I can't use you for the time being."

Feng Lin thought for a moment and said with a smile.

"Well, I'll wait there with someone and pick you up at any time."

Temple Qiuhui nodded.

"Well, I'll go first."

After Feng Lin finished, his figure disappeared here.

……

Fenglin has a very fluent Island language. Like ordinary Islanders, he takes the high-speed railway to tengjun.

Everything is so natural.

Teng County is not far from Kobe county. It takes about half an hour to seal the forest and reach the destination.

Here is a mountain.

According to the exact address sent to him by the old man, Feng Lin is going to have a look.

He first came to a deserted corner and took out a windbreaker with a hat from the space ring.

After that, he took out a special mask and put on his hat.

Go to the mountain in the distance.

He felt a lot of people from a distance.

And they're all powerful.

When I looked closer, I found that at least half of them were white.

They were all holding crosses in their hands as in silence.

In front of the group was a white man with short blond hair, about forty years old.

There is a crucifix on the left ear.

He looked around with a smile.

Feng Lin shook his head slightly. Indeed, he was from the Holy See. He made such a big fuss wherever he went.

For fear that others will not know that they are the Holy See.

As for the rest, most of them stood here in twos and threes, just like the forest closure.

Just then, a small middle-aged man shouted in island Mandarin, "I can't wait! Let's go in!"

The middle-aged man with earrings stood in front of the crowd and said in broken Island language: "I said, no one can go in until we pray."

"Why? This is our country!" The little middle-aged man roared.

"We are the people of the Holy See. If we oppose us, we oppose God."

The middle-aged man with earrings said proudly.

The little middle-aged man sneered, "how old are you? Our island believes in Shinto! Brothers, rush..."

Brush!

As soon as the voice of the short middle-aged man fell, two straight wounds appeared on his face.

Criss Cross.

Then he fell to the ground reluctantly.

The middle-aged man drew a cross on his body and whispered, "God will forgive you."

"What is the realm of your God?"

Just then, a mature female voice came.