Akan nodded and said solemnly: "What I said is also very important..."

"I know, I won't say anything with anyone, including Lena." Benzo nodded.

"We have a special task, which may be about to enter the Edo era in Japan. We want you to join us temporarily and go in together. First, you are a Japanese, and your country may have many conveniences, and doing tasks with us will be beneficial. Second, there is an important figure in the Edo era, which is the ancestor of your Iga Ninja, known as the "God of Ninja" - Masaru Hattori! It may be of great benefit to you. Didn't you just mention the exchange of the Ring of Control? Maybe this is that encounter."

Now there are two rings of the controller present, there are no taboos, and it is very convenient to speak. Akan tells the causes and consequences, the whole story, and the whole story of the matter one by one.

Benzo pondered for a while, digested the message Akan gave carefully, and nodded and said, "I have no choice but to do this. What's more, if we can see the earliest generation of Hattori Hanzo, it is the glory of our ninjas, it is really an opportunity for me. I have to wait for the world of the preceptor to be allocated to the Shogunate Age in our country. I don't know when. I want to thank you even more."

Akan took a photo of the book: "Great, we can finally fight side by side!"

Green Wing also came over to take pictures of the book: "I am considered half a ninja too. Don't forget me if there is any benefit!"

Zhang Fan also smiled and patted the book: "It's time to go to the library to check the information about the Edo period when it's empty. Don't waste time on women all the time. Don't be a Japanese, it's better for us to understand the background of the times."

I was embarrassed to scratch my head.

"Aken and I have something to do, you can have dinner by yourself." Zhang Fan said to Benzang and Luyi, "By the way, Lina will say hello to us, don't ask any more questions."

Benzang Lian said: "Save it, I know what to do."

Zhang Fan nodded, pulled Akan away and left. He left the training hall and came to the square. Akan asked, "What's so urgent? I'm hungry, so I'd just go and eat something and talk while eating."

"No, I still have some things, you can eat it yourself. After eating, go to the Taoist priest and explain the matter. Then ask the Taoist priest how he entered the Edo era scene, so we can prepare early."

"Then upgrade those heavy weapons, the m2 heavy machine gun, the bazooka and the flamethrower, all upgraded to light green. Don't save money! There is also the lucky spearhead, upgrade a few more green sticks to make the lucky spearhead full. This time I added the unlucky guy in this hiding, and the fortune is really low, so we should make more preparations. When I come back, I will upgrade the suit."

"Why do you have to add him? Do you think we can't complete that task? If we can't complete it, what's the use of adding that idiot?" Akken didn't understand.

"I always think that the Ring of Controllers is not that simple. Since there was a ninja ancestor of Benzang in the Edo period, there might be some chance to fulfill it. Although his fortune is extremely poor, maybe it will be a great help to us!"

"This world seems to be in the dark, and there are some unspeakable connections between the people and the things around you. I know Green Wings, know the original treasure, and know you. It seems to be just a chance, but the development of things seems to be some inevitable encounters. Look, my master, Green Wing's spirit body, and your two friends, which one is simple? If we are not together, how will some opportunities appear? If we miss each other, some clues of opportunities will be cut off. Maybe this time Lina's visit is also an opportunity. But she should forget it."

Aken listened carefully, and he was silently understanding his mind, but he was full of things, and he was still confused. So he shook his head and secretly pinched his fingers to dig a lesson, but it was obscure, distant and vast, and there was no explanation. He sighed and nodded as he said.

"What are you going to do?" Aken asked.

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, looked at the northern ridge of the preceptors from afar, and sighed: "Oh, I'm ashamed to say that I'm still a Buddhist. I've never been there since the first scene came out of the temple. I want to go there to finish my wish. You have done a lot of things, thank you for your hard work."

"If you don't know, you can see things farther than me. You can go and do it yourself, I'm going to start." Aken waved his hand and turned around and left.

Zhang Fan shook his head, shook his worries, and strided up the northern mountain, the hometown of the precepts.

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It is still a small temple, with a simple and peaceful courtyard, a simple Buddhist temple, a mottled ancient Buddha. It is more of an ancient meaning than this Buddhist temple.

At the altar in front of the ancient Buddha, the old monk still sat down with his eyebrows, as if he had not moved in the past, just like the ancient Buddha. A hint of Zen was revealed in the tranquility. But this time, Zhang Fan looked closely and always felt that the old monk looked a little like his teacher, but also a little blurry, as if no matter how he looked, he could not see clearly. It seemed that as long as he turned his head, he would forget his appearance.

Zhang Fan knelt on the cushion in front of the Buddha, prayed silently, and bowed. Later, he came to the old monk, folded his head and bowed, and said respectfully: "Master, I have many doubts in my heart. Can you give me some advice?"

The old monk seemed to have not heard it, as if he was dead, or he was wandering around, leaving only his body here. Zhang Fan lowered his head and waited for half a day, but still remained motionless, as if he had never said anything. The two of them were exhausted.

Time seemed to stagnate, and there was a little weirdness in the simple palace.

Seeing that the old monk had no reaction, Zhang Fan slowly raised his head and still bowed respectfully. Then he took off the string of wooden squid beads from his wrist, untied the ring of the controller from his neck, placed it respectfully on the altar table in front of the old monk, and then bowed. He turned around and walked out.

"You're back." A low voice rang out. Zhang Fan stopped and turned around.

The old monk took the hanging beads and gently stroked the hanging beads. The hanging beads seemed to be integrated with the old monk, which was noticeably harmonious.

"You take this ring back, not handed over to me." His tone was gentle, but there was no doubt.

The old monk followed with a move, and Zhang Fan felt a move in his heart, and a short stick appeared in the old monk's hand. It was the "rune stick"! Zhang Fan took a deep breath, unbelievable.

The old monk placed the short staff on the altar, gently brushing his hand across the short staff, and saw the golden light lingering on the "rune staff", and countless Sanskrits appeared out of thin air, and as the golden light pulsated, they sank into the staff one by one...

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