There was a cold and silly whisper in my ears.

Under his feet were groups of believers wearing white robes.

Bai Yuan, who was sitting on the high platform, couldn't help but rub his temples.

It hurts a lot.

My mind is empty.

Can't remember anything.

The tearing in his brain and the discomfort in his body were like after a hangover, which made him dizzy.

This made his eyebrows frown slightly.

After sitting for about two minutes, the pain in his head faded and he gradually recovered.

He was good at observing his expression and expression and immediately noticed that something was wrong in the surroundings.

A bell rope hanging around the wall.

The zigzag royal coins hang down.

A group of believers kneel on the tatami.

From time to time, you can still hear the Japanese of the Xicheng-style mage, Wanshenghua.

This is wrong!?

Bai Yuan kept calm and thought in her mind.

How can I understand Japanese?

Why are a group of people kneeling in front of me?

Why does this place look weird?

It looks like...it's like a bad group meeting area?!

Baiyuan's eyebrows slightly raised.

The first thing he thought about was not a popular time travel plot, but someone tied him up.

As an aspiring young man with a company under his command, it is understandable that Bai Yuan would consider this.

After all, everyone is now a post-90s generation who is half-tied. Isn’t that a big fool even dreaming of time traveling?

And now he still had a faint pain in his head... He must have been knocked down by someone and tied up?

Can...

If it wasn't for time travel, how could I understand Japanese?

Bai Yuan squeezed his brain and forced it to rotate.

He had been to Japan several times before, but at that time he hired temporary translators, and his own Japanese attainments can only be said to be average.

——That seems to be a time travel.

When Bai Yuan thought of this, he felt a little headache again.

I finally worked hard to get some family property, but before I could start enjoying my life, I traveled to Japan? And it seems that this is still an illegal gathering place?

You should know that the 21st century is a society ruled by law.

And the most important thing right now is...what should be done next?

Bai Yuan glanced at the middle-aged man and middle-aged woman sitting on the left and right sides.

Dresses, hunting clothes, serious faces.

These two people sat in the back of their sides, which is what the saying goes.

Japan has a strict relationship between primary and secondary, and this way of sitting has actually revealed some information.

Those present should have the highest status, while the middle-aged men and women on both sides are second to the next, and then the young believers guarding both sides...

But this is also a little bit wrong.

You can feel the Nishijo style that your body is only seventeen or eighteen years old. If you follow the order of Japan's seniority, can you still be the first place at this age?

Could it be that the common "lower and upper" in Japanese dramas or novels?

Most of the people who can "shoulder" in this deformed society in Japan are cruel people...

Should I be more fierce?

Bai Yuan raised his eyebrows.

He could probably also know about the factional battles between some Japanese private culprit groups.

Some of the bad plots are very common to cause death.

And what I have to say is, how did the original owner of this body die? If he doesn’t die, he shouldn’t be able to travel through time, right?

The pain in my head just now... Could it be that the original owner's death?

Then you won't be able to show any flaws next...

Baiyuan's fingers were hidden in the wide cuffs of the hunting suit and gently moved.

Just as he started thinking, the middle-aged woman next to him suddenly looked at him and asked:

"Mage Xicheng, what should I do next?"

After listening to the middle-aged woman's question, the middle-aged man next to him also turned his head slightly to look at Baiyuan.

This unintentional action was keenly captured by Bai Yuan.

It seems that my status in this sect is not low, at least these two people still have to listen to me on the surface.

What should you do if you ask me?

How could I know?

Baiyuan...No, it should be said to be Xicheng style now, and I feel helpless.

But he reacted quickly and replied in a light tone:

“Everything goes as usual.”

He didn't know what kind of person the original owner Xicheng style was, and he felt that his tone was more stable and he tried not to reveal any flaws.

Even if something is wrong, it will be better than a strong expression of joy, anger, and sorrow.

"Understood."

The middle-aged woman lowered her head, then stood up, and then slapped her hands.

Bang!

The crisp sound of the palms sounded.

"Spot it!"

The middle-aged woman brings everyone's attention to her.

At the same time, her obscure chanting sounded in the air.

This should be called the word "生" in Japan. The word "生" is usually chanted by a witch only during blessing rituals in the shrine, which means praying for blessings from heaven.

But in fact, middle-aged women are not witches, and their blessings are optional in the West City style.

Xicheng style observes the middle-aged woman chanting the lyrics in front of her, and occasionally glances at the middle-aged man beside her.

It seems that he has been fooled for the time being, but he hasn't figured out why the original owner has disappeared.

You can't just figure this out, right?

If you don't figure it out, you might be gone without clarity.

He kept observing and soon heard the believers below shouting enthusiastically:

"Master Xicheng, please bless me!"

"Master Xicheng! Let those who enjoy a glorious life suffer misfortune!"

“…”

Fanatic, crazy, obsessed cheers.

Xicheng style looked at these unusual believers below with expressionless expressions.

Sure enough, the people who attended such gatherings were missing something in their minds.

At least with their power, things can be temporarily dismissed and put aside.

However, judging from the current situation, he can probably understand his positioning.

The leader of a Japanese gathering seems to be among ordinary believers, and the unlucky guy who was murdered by someone hidden in the dark.

As for the blessings that believers below say...

I didn't care much about this.
To be continued...