Versatile Mage

“Let's find a place to rest, don't stay here too long, let them know we smuggled over from China, that's a problem.” Ejiangtu said.

The pot really didn't mention which pot. After Ae Jiang's words were finished, several Japanese officers like him walked over. They first glanced at the cruise ship parked at the port and then came back to inquire.

Jiang Shaoxuan realised that it was bad. He hurried to tell everyone not to speak, and climbed up with the police officer himself.

Jiang Shaofu Japanese is very fluent, and the tone, tone and temperament are like becoming a sexy beautiful Japanese girl. The eyes are even more flashing with a semi-clear, semi-characteristic glow.

“We are a Lynn Group cruise ship with a landing permit.” Jiang Shaoxiang said to the policeman with the beard.

Officer Yihu looked at them with some suspicion and walked to the others to question them.

The person he asked was Jiang Yu, who was just there smiling vigorously, not saying a word.

As soon as they speak, they reveal themselves, even though they basically understand the international common language, but they are all disguised as Japanese. Speaking English directly exposes you as a foreigner. Of course, Jiang Yu has actually raised countless hearts: Dead Ghost, ask your sister!

Officer Yihu became more suspicious and questioned Nan Xiao again. Nan Xiao likewise did not speak.

Other police officers felt that this group of people were having problems. Everyone's eyes were darkened and seemed ready to get rough!

“Oops, you ask them what they do, I didn't tell you, I'm a teacher at Deaf College, they're all rich people but they're naturally deaf and dumb, they have no idea what you're talking about, sign language!” Jiang Shaoxiang turned his eyes and immediately told the police officers.

Speaking of these words, Jiang Shaofu has already given Nanxi sign language. Most of his sign language is used by military magicians. Nanxi reacted quickly and immediately struck him in sign language.

The police officers naturally do not understand sign language, Jiang Shaoxiang said, they also dispelled most of the suspicions.

Soon after, the drivers sent some landing permits, and the officers were no longer involved.

……

“* * *, I really want to beat them up!” Movan had a dark heart.

There are so many people in and out of the pier, why are these officers checking them out? I just saw a few brilliant looking sister papers in the team, colored embryos!

“Okay, well, we just landed. It's all black. Better not mess with the Japanese police. It startled the people at the Magic Society trial in Japan, so we don't have a good time.” Nan Xiao said.

“Yeah, let's get to where the mentor says we are. I don't know how far away we are from Tokyo. ”

Movan and their thoughts are not so different. It's so easy to go abroad and go back to meet the people of the motherland without doing anything about it.

After leaving the pier, passing the inspection, and entering West Bear City, everyone was basically safe, and Japanese patrol police could not be hungry to arrest people for ID cards. In the eyes of others, they were just a bunch of young people.

Hotels and hotels can't stay, they need to be registered with a ID just like in the country, and black hotels are basically not available in this city near the Pacific Ocean.

Helpless, these pride sons of heaven could only find a temple in the middle of the mountain that took them in for a lot of money.

The temple is called the Shinming Temple, very standard Japanese temple style, the stone shelf door is at the foot of the mountain, the marble ladder leads straight to the temple, the temple is not particularly large, there are not many followers here, except a few Japanese monks are all these stowaways!

There are two stone engraved turtles in front of the temple, the size and the lions at the door work together, everyone rests one after the other, to sleep comfortably on a solid bed, while Movan sits on the turtle armor, looking down from here you can see the full picture of the city of the western bear, and the teething coastline, as well as the Pacific Ocean that stretches far away, commonly said, this is a half-mountain sea view temple!

At home, these temples are often constantly interpreted by incense customers. The monks are fat and greasy. For some reason, this temple is so calm. Aren't people in the city talking about this kind of clear and unseen place today? Is it possible that the monks of this temple are not honest and have made the temple's reputation stink?

“You… what are you doing, come down, can't sit on the Holy Ghost, how can there be such an unruly incenser!” A monk with a pretty good face walked in, pointing to Movan as a dead end.

They speak Japanese and Movan doesn't understand it, but seeing as he compares to planning and excitement, he can tell why he's so handsome!

“Don't you understand people?” Young monks are particularly polite and the words are already angry.

Movan realized what he was angry about, hurriedly jumped off the old stone turtle and spoke directly in international common language: “Why are your temples so sparsely populated? I think you decorated them quite well. The location is also very specific. Facing the sea, the WIFI is stable...”

“You're not Japanese?” Young monks also speak fluent international languages and seem to be a very good student in a foreign language before shaving away from home.

“I come from China to see your Japanese culture.” Nor did Movan hide his words.

Anyway, the other party is not a cop, who cares if you smuggle in or fly in.

“Are you sure you didn't come to ruin our culture, you just sat on the Holy Turtle, is extremely excessive behavior, if people like you go out to sea, they will be punished by the sea!!” Young monks speak righteously.

Mo Fan gazed at the Japanese monk, and saw that he was almost as young as he was in his 20s. He looked very sophisticated and handsome. He was just a little serious with a genuine book between his eyebrows, and he was very angry and arrogant!

“A statue in front of the door, you don't have to be so serious, you haven't answered my question. Why are your temples so cold? When we came here to stay, we listened to some of the residents at the bottom of the mountain say something unheard.” Movan said with some curiosity.

“Humph, such a fool like you, ignoring our warnings, indiscriminately denigrating, trampling, insulting the Holy Turtle, not believing that there is punishment from the sea, etc., etc., when something really bad happens, put the blame on our temple, saying that we are cursing them, saying that we are a bunch of evil-intentioned monks, so stupid!!” Young monks say.