The personal soldier of the beautiful president

Beichuan Liangxia left the sushi restaurant, turned two blocks, and got into a silver-gray car that was already waiting on the side of the road.

The car started slowly and merged into the traffic flow.

"Miss, are we going to the shrine or school now?"

The driver was a handsome middle-aged man, with his left hand resting on the car window, tapping his index finger rhythmically, he looked up at Beichuan Liangxia in the rearview mirror, and asked.

"... let's go to school."

Beichuan Liangxia thought for two seconds and said.

She turned her head to look at the ever-fading street scene outside the car window, her expression was a little dazed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

There was a sudden silence in the car, and no one spoke.

After driving through a few intersections, the uncle driver couldn't help but said: "Miss, I feel that the Chinese person just now is very difficult, do you want to send someone to investigate?"

"Need not."

Beichuan Liangxia turned her eyes back from the outside of the car, stared at the side face of the uncle driver, and said in a deep voice, "I don't want a third person to know about this Chinese man, understand?"

"...Yes, miss."

The uncle driver was silent for two seconds, and finally nodded in response to Beichuan Liangxia's gradually cold eyes.

He became more and more curious about the identity of that Chinese man.

However, he dared not disobey Miss.

"Wake me up when we get to school." Beichuan Liangxia leaned on the back seat without saying a word, and gently closed her eyes.

The long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

The setting sun just fell on her delicate face through the car window, which was peaceful and beautiful.

The uncle driver played a soft music, drove the car quietly, and slowly moved forward in the continuous traffic...

Not long after Beichuan Liangxia left the sushi restaurant, Qin Feng also got up to pay the bill and left.

He asked the boss Beichuan Liangxia's identity, but the boss didn't know, or rather, the boss didn't dare to say...

Qin Feng did not continue to ask.

He was just asking casually, it would be best if he could ask, but he wasn't in a hurry if he couldn't.

Although he was a little curious about the little girl Beichuan Liangxia, it wasn't to the point where he had to know her identity.

It was just a chance encounter.

It may not be possible to meet again in the future.

Qin Feng left the sushi restaurant, boarded a city tour bus, and wandered around Kyoto.

He was wearing casual attire, with everything hanging on his chest, and a backpack on his back. He looked very much like a traveler, without any flaws.

The tourist bus in the city passes a scenic spot called Jingu.

As for this shrine, I don't know if it is the same shrine as the one he is going to.

By the way, he also wanted to go around to see how the aura in Kyoto was recovering.

The scenic spots that the tour bus passes have a long history, and they are the places where the aura first erupts and where the aura is the most intense.

From the richness of the aura of these scenic spots, it can be inferred to what extent the aura of Little Japan has now recovered...

He was carrying a backpack, a temporary SLR on his chest, and a hat, very much like a tourist.

The purpose of his coming to Kyoto was to snipe and kill the visiting team of Little Japan, and he didn't want to go to the shrine before.

Who knows the plans can't keep up with the changes.

He unexpectedly discovered that there was a connection between the Jingu Palace and the Wuxin Ghost Palace, so he couldn't help but want to go to the Jingu Palace to find out whether there was any connection between the two.

He had a faint intuition.

What he couldn't solve in the Southwest, he might find some help here.

He trusts his instincts!

However, he knows very little about the information about the Shrine, and now he can't contact Longmen to obtain the information about the Shrine, so as not to leave any clues and let the Little Japan catch it...

Although martial law is no longer in Kyoto, the scapegoat has been found out, and the airport case seems to be over.

However, he knew that Kyoto had not relaxed secretly, and was still secretly searching for the real murderer, or looking for evidence related to Huaxia...

Little Japan firmly believes that the airport bombing has something to do with Huaxia.

It's just that there is no evidence now, Xiao Riguo can only temporarily smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, but Xiao Riguo is obviously unwilling to swallow this breath...

At this critical moment, of course Qin Feng couldn't directly ask for the address of the shrine and leave traces.

If he goes to the shrine this time, there may be a big commotion. If it is found out afterwards, it will be easy for someone with a heart to find out about him.

Then follow the clues, it is very likely that he will be linked to the airport bombing.

After all, his work is not foolproof, and there will always be some flaws!
Kyoto is very prosperous and beautiful.

One after another high-rise buildings rose from the ground.

The buildings with ancient charm are hidden among the high-rise buildings, like a hermit.

The shrine is between the high-rise villas, like stars holding the moon.

"This is the shrine. It is said that it used to be the palace of the gods. It is very antique and has a long history..."

"Everyone can get off the bus and go free for 10 minutes, and then we will go to the next scenic spot."

The tour guide with the tour bus yelled through the loudspeaker.

The tour bus stopped by the side of the road.

The tourists in the car were bustling, and they all got off the car one by one to visit the shrine.

The shrine is very simple and majestic. It obviously has a very long history, and the smoke is faint. Before entering the shrine, Qin Feng smelled a very strong sandalwood fragrance.

Qin Feng mingled among the crowd and stepped into the gate of the shrine.

His spiritual consciousness also slowly spread out.

He is investigating every plant and tree here, and he is also determining the shrine here, is it the shrine he is looking for?

This shrine is a treasure place for people to offer incense.

The fireworks are lingering and endless.

This shrine is very famous in Kyoto, and many people come here admiringly.

On the surface, there is nothing special about this shrine.

Inside and outside the shrine, there is no practitioner.

This shrine seems to be just a very ordinary shrine.

However, Qin Feng always felt that something was wrong.

It's an intuition.

His spiritual sense was released again, scanning every inch of ground in the shrine.

Finally, he found a big old tree in the backyard of the Jingu Temple, which was very problematic.

The big tree is very tall, with thick branches, and the branches and leaves are opened like an open umbrella to block all wind and rain.

Under the big tree, there are faint traces of aura fluctuations.

This trace is very subtle, so subtle that it can be easily ignored, but it was still captured by Qin Feng.

Qin Feng came under the tree.

He reached out to touch the slightly fluctuating aura in the void, and through perception, he found that it was a hidden magic circle.

Behind this magic circle, there should be a huge hidden space.

If he didn't guess wrong, the magic circle is the shrine!
The real shrine is hidden by the magic circle.

However, it is not that simple to break in quietly.

There is no one guarding the magic circle, which is enough to illustrate this point. Without special formulas, it is impossible to enter the magic circle.

If it is forced to break in, it will definitely cause a lot of commotion and backlash, and it will definitely alarm the shrine powerhouses in the magic circle, putting the intruders in danger.

Besides, he just wanted to sneak in this time, and secretly investigate whether there is any connection between the Jingu Palace and the Wuxin Ghost Palace.

He didn't want to draw Jingu's attention for now.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged in the shadows, thinking about how to sneak into this magic circle without disturbing anyone...