On March 31, it was twelve o'clock noon.

This is an extremely rare feast.

Because there is no fixed place for the banquet, no specific escape method is given.

The only clue that the six people know is the saying "On the day when the Buddha dies, everything dies. The death date has been settled, and you will be reversal in order to survive."

So, after discussing through the group last night, a total of six people, Yike Ikha, Garura, Yayoi Ai Miyaki, Ibuki Yuxian, Green-faced Ghost, and Beauty, made the same decision - not to meet.

There is no need to squeeze together to survive, because there is no requirement, so the flexibility of this banquet is very high.

Everyone can use their own means to spend this festival.

However... they can also realize that the higher the freedom of the banquet, the greater the difficulty.

Yayoi Arimiya and Aibu Ibuki did not go anywhere. They temporarily stayed in their rented room. The banquet, called "The Day of Buddha's Destruction", lasted for a total of seven days. On the first day, they decided to observe. If something strange happened at home, they would go to other places, a place where the two had already thought about it.

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2:20 pm.

The weather in Japan is very good today.

A passenger plane departing from Tokyo Airport to Los Angeles, USA, carried more than 300 passengers.

Chiyo is upright, or a corner of the immortal, is sitting in business class, looking through the window at the clouds outside.

The feast has begun.

Since there was no requirement for this feast, he would escape from it in his own way.

Although distance cannot be an obstacle to the ghost, after his whereabouts disappeared in Japan, I believe that even if the ghost wants to find him, it is not that simple.

What's more...even if the ghost can sense his position at any time,... there are six people in this banquet.

Will it leave the five people in Japan alone and go abroad to find yourself first?

There are possibilities, but they are definitely not high.

He doesn't need to be absolute, just a little possibility is enough.

When facing evil spirits, the slightest possibility may be the difference between life and death.

At this time, a flight attendant came over with a smile.

"Sir, do you need a drink?"

"A glass of ice American, thank you."

Chiyo Masatsu replied.

Like Ibuki Yuxian's guess, he is indeed a sumo wrestler. This industry has quite strict dietary requirements, and most people can't even bear the way to eat sumo.

After a while, the coffee he asked for arrived.

Chiyo Masatsu nodded to the flight attendant and thanked him. He had just taken the coffee and delivered it to his mouth. At this time... his hands trembled, and he saw that the coffee that was obviously black turned into red blood!

"Bang--"

The coffee cup fell to the ground and did not break, but the coffee was spread all over the floor and a little bit of it was stained with his body.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The flight attendant did not look at the cup of coffee that had landed on the ground, but asked about his condition immediately.

Chiyo Masatsu shook his head, his chest fluctuated and his heart beat very violently.

Here comes...It comes!

The evil ghost in "The Day of Buddha's Destruction" was the first to choose himself...

Despair is growing.

Why?

Why am I the first one?

Seeing that he did not answer, the flight attendant began to clean up the coffee spilled all over the floor.

Chiyo looked down and saw that the coffee had not changed...it was still rich black.

But he didn't believe that he was dazzled just now.

The moment I lowered my head just now, the liquid in that cup... was definitely not coffee.

"Sir, do you need to go to the bathroom to clean it up?"

The flight attendant's inquiry made Chiyo Masatsu shake his head repeatedly: "No, I don't need it, just give me some tissues."

He is not stupid. He knows that something strange happened, but he still goes to the private, personal and independent space like the bathroom. Isn’t this asking for death?

What's more, even if I didn't see the coffee turning into blood just now, Chiyo Masatsu was ready to never go to the bathroom before getting off the plane, although it would take at least twelve hours...

But in order to survive, he could hold on even if he didn't go to the bathroom for a day.

At this time, Chiyo Masatsu suddenly had an idea, if the flight attendant lady kept standing by her side, would it be less dangerous?

Although the gathering of people will not affect the evil spirits at the Red-level Festival, at least he will feel more at ease when someone is around him.

"Miss, please stay by my side before getting off the plane. Is it OK?"

Chiyo's request for integrity was strange, which made the flight attendant's face look embarrassed.

Soon he realized something and explained: "I have symptoms of hypoglycemia, and I am worried about when I will faint, so..."

The flight attendant lady suddenly realized, nodded and said, "Please rest assured, sir, I will always pay attention to your condition. If you have low blood sugar... do you need chocolate?"

Chiyo Masatsu refused, "No, no, I'm losing weight recently."

After the flight attendant left briefly with the cleaning tools, Chiyo Masatsu began to restless.

He didn't know whether the phenomenon just now was a sign that the ghost was nearby, or the illusion caused by the pressure caused by curses and entanglement brought him.

Flying from Japan to the other side of the ocean is an extremely long journey, and even if you take a plane, it will take more than ten hours.

In order to cope with the next week's feast, Chiyo Masato forced himself to go to bed early last night.

I don’t know if the psychological suggestion played a role. The fear and anxiety on the eve of the banquet was originally difficult to fall asleep, but he actually slept well last night.

However, even though his sleep quality was good, his tense nerves from the beginning of getting up in the morning made him feel a little tired at this moment.

Chiyo Masato was cheering up. He knew that he couldn't sleep. The ghost might be nearby. If he fell asleep at this time, he would be giving it a chance to attack...

After taking a look around, Chiyo took out the folding TV under the armrest of the seat.

He randomly chose a movie he had never seen before and clicked to play it.

Where is the way to live for this banquet?

Although his eyes were looking at the screen, Chiyo's upright brain was running rapidly.

Although from the outside, everyone thinks he is a physical person. In fact, whether it is a sumo wrestling competition or a banquet to survive, his mind is better than his body.

On the day when the Buddha died, everything died. The death date has been settled, so we will reversal and seek resurrection.

In a literal sense, it can only be explained as the day when the Buddha died, everything in the world will die, the time of death has been determined, and only by reversing death can we survive.

It's simply nonsense...

Could it be that...my death time has been determined?

However, even if I was the first to die, why are there no prompts about the time of death?

Just as he was thinking this way, Chiyo's gaze suddenly changed.

What is this movie?

He looked at the picture on the screen, which was a condescending picture similar to surveillance.

In the picture, a man is sitting in a seat, watching the folding TV carried by the armrest of the seat...

Isn't that person me?

Chiyo Masatsu's heart suddenly stopped and a strong panic surged up.
Chapter completed!