It was already late at night when the plane landed at Tokyo Haneda Airport. As soon as Sun Suhe and Akutagawa Ryuya left the airport, they saw the person sent by Hanzawa Office to pick up the plane looking around while holding a pick-up sign. There were strange Chinese words written in large letters on the sign.
"Welcome President Sun to come."
Sun Suhe scratched his head and felt an inexplicable sense of shame. He hurriedly approached him and asked the elder brother to put the sign away first. After a brief exchange of greetings, Sun Suhe declined the suggestion of "arranging some night entertainment".
"Has the room been booked? I'm a little tired and just want to sleep now."
"Don't worry, everything has been arranged."
The three of them got into the car and went straight to the hotel.
Tired from the journey, after checking in, Akutagawa Ryuya looked tired.
"President Sun, when do you get up tomorrow?"
Sun Suhe smiled and said: "Let's sleep in. Banze's office probably won't be able to make an appointment with the person I want to see so soon. It will be tomorrow afternoon at the earliest."
"Yes, if you need anything, please call me at any time." Akutagawa nodded and said good night, then yawned and went straight to his room to rest his tired muscles.
"Good night. Hey, I didn't sleep much last night. Tonight has just begun. I'm destined to not be able to have a good night lately."
Sun Suhe shook his head mockingly, closed the door, threw the things he bought at the airport onto the bed, and then patted his cheek to cheer up.
"Let's get started."
He flipped his wrist and took out three talismans, divided into three categories: heaven, earth and human. With his thoughts, the talismans floated leisurely to three directions in the room, and in an instant, a simple magic circle was set up to separate the inside and outside.
Sun Suhe checked around to make sure that the formation was correct, then went to the bathroom to get a clean white towel, soaked it in hot water, wrung it dry, and put it around his neck.
After the preparations were completed, Sun Suhe sat down by the bed and took off his upper body clothes one by one. Then he raised his left arm and looked at it carefully with a serious expression. He saw the bone laceration where Ye Mingshan's heavy punch hit him, and the healing plant
The grass saplings catalyzed by magic have changed dramatically from their previous tender appearance.
Transformed, the dense rhizomes are both real and illusory, rooted in the flesh and blood, almost covering the entire arm. The two leaves, one large and one small, are like mist, green but illusory, only the veins of the leaves look bright red.
The blood was so real that it looked like a cluster of miniature blood corals sprouting from the wound.
Sun Suhe took a slight breath, bit a corner of the towel in his mouth, and drew out the chanting grass from the palm of his right hand, instantly forming an ancient staff.
Pointing the tip of the staff at the laceration of the left arm bone, the grass seedlings immediately became windless and became more illusory as they swayed, eventually turning into countless green and red light particles that tightly lingered on the left arm.
Seeing that the time was right, Sun Suhe clenched his teeth, pulled the staff in and out, and used a clever technique to suddenly pull the green and red light particles away from his left arm. The intense stimulation like cramping and pulling out the pulp was mixed with sourness and numbness.
All sorts of unpleasant tastes, including crunch and itchiness, suddenly hit him. Even though Sun Suhe was experienced and well prepared, he still had chills all over his body. He was suddenly sweating, and his face had bulging veins, almost chewing the towel.
Fortunately, this ordeal came violently and went away quickly. The green and red light particles quickly completely separated from the left arm under the guidance of the staff and turned into a ball of emerald, misty, crimson and entangled light, floating in the air and gradually dissipating and annihilating.
Sun Suhe breathed a long sigh of relief. He lay down on the bed and rolled back and forth twice. He felt that his whole body was filled with the lightness and freedom of breaking free from the prison, and the injuries on his body had been completely healed.
The light group floating in the air quickly disappeared, leaving only a seed the size of a mung bean, which was exquisitely clear and emerald, like a piece of beautiful jade, with some faint blood lines tangled in it.
Sun Suhe tapped it with his staff, and the seeds immediately blended into the staff naturally like a child throwing himself into his arms. Sun Suhe collected it and prepared for the next generation's breeding improvement.
With his injuries gone and his whole body light, Sun Suhe was in a good mood. He wiped the sweat on his body with a hot towel, took out the black hooded windbreaker, dark sports pants and disposable mask he bought at the airport, and made final preparations for tonight's action.
preparation.
"Let me think about it, just apply the 'cognitive camouflage' to the windbreaker and trousers. Well, just adjust it so that ordinary people can turn a blind eye." Sun Suhe held the talisman and said thoughtfully.
He uses his thoughts to activate the talismans to perform these very practical Tao techniques but he has not yet had the energy to distract himself from learning them. Although this method is not as delicate and flexible as a master who is skilled in this Tao, it is more convenient and labor-saving.
, which is exactly what Sun Suhe is using now. Moreover, the treasures he used are all treasures collected from the inventory of Zhulin Trading Company. Each one is carefully made by expert craftsmen, and the effect is not far behind that of the original one.
"Then attach the 'Silent Silencer' to the mask and shoes. Hmm... Or attach it to the whole body. But this will cost an extra talisman. These have limited effect on outsiders, just to avoid being noticed by the common people.
, wouldn’t it be too wasteful to spend more money?”
The only problem with using talismans to cast spells is that they are too expensive. Sun Suhe remembered that when he was applying for a job some time ago, the salary they were willing to offer was only a few thousand yuan, before tax. Calculating this, he can use it now.
I don’t know how many years of work I have been able to do with a single talisman, and it really hurts me to think about it.
However, the value of these talismans is vastly different compared to the poetic weapons or the Immaculate Body. Even those rare treasures can be squandered lavishly. What does it matter? Sun Suhe has to make it for himself from time to time.
Once you do this kind of mental construction.
"Mom, use it, use it, there is still a lot of it anyway. Fortunately, Alice is not here, otherwise she would make fun of me again."
After everything was prepared, Sun Suhe dressed neatly, tightly wrapped himself in a hat and mask, transformed into an ethereal phantom that ordinary people would never be aware of, and floated up to the top floor of the hotel.
This is the top of a tall building hundreds of meters above the ground. In the dark night, the high-altitude wind is whistling between the buildings. Sun Suhe took out his mobile phone: "Japanese Chess Academy, Japanese Chess Academy...is that over there?"
After he used the map software to determine his location, he found the right direction and jumped gently, landing firmly on the big neon sign on the edge of the roof. Looking around, under the dark night sky was the bustling night scene of Tokyo, where the lights and entertainment were even better than during the day. Sun Suhe couldn't help but
Taking a breath excitedly, like
Flying over walls and walls like a light kung fu master in martial arts, or walking through buildings like a superhero in an American movie, this has been his dream since he was a child. The tall buildings in front of him, and the bright and dark lights, together outline an indescribable charm that makes him excited.
It made his blood boil.
Sun Suhe calmed down a little, took out his staff and waved it lightly, and a cold invisible sword energy suddenly emerged, wandering around him like a dragon. Sun Suhe closed his eyes, calmed down, and dismissed everything in an instant.
Distracted thoughts, chanting mantras softly:
"Walking in the sky, walking alone in the sky, guided by the sword energy, following the movement of the mind."
After reciting this three times, Sun Suhe opened his eyes, and the sword energy wandering beside him suddenly shot out. His figure also flew into the sky in the deep Tokyo night, just like the legendary Yu Ke wielding a sword.
Riding the wind, the posture is really elegant and uninhibited.
But... this sense of freedom only lasted for a moment. After drawing a diagonal upward arc in the air, Sun Suhe suddenly froze in the air without any warning, and then the whole person fell straight to the sky like a kite with its string cut off.