"What do you mean by 'what expression'?"
Fatty pointed at the sign not far away, full of confusion.
One was a male symbol, and the other was a female.
"This should be a specialty of Fuji Country, a mixed-bath hot spring for men and women. Because this greatly saves the number of hot springs, they built this kind of hot spring."
Zhang Tian explained softly.
As he spoke, Fatty's eyes grew brighter.
"They play in such a perverted way."
"But Fatty likes it, hehe."
Fatty chuckled, a strange expression appearing on his face.
"Brother Kaixuan, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch its cubs? This is the enemy's base. To cover the organization's actions, shouldn't we be the first to enter and scout?"
Wang Banyue, chewing on a blade of grass, seemed to have thought of something.
"Brother Banyue, that's not right. Do I look like that kind of person? I just want to clear the way for the boss."
Fatty waved his hand, making his words sound even more refined.
The two fatties walked ahead, both wearing large shorts, giving them the appearance of vagrants.
Zhang Tian and the others followed, Zhang Qilin also came along, as he had nothing else to do that day.
The group entered the interior.
This kind of hot spring was an open-air type, with some vegetation around, and mainly natural hot spring pools.
The environment here was indeed good, especially the hot spring pools, where several people were already soaking.
They were mostly family tourists, and there were young women too, but they were in groups.
Not many attractive ones could be seen.
"Yoshi, pretty girls."
Wang Banyue and the other looked at the people in the hot spring pool, their eyes shining.
Wang Kaixuan was a bit better, as he was afraid of his wife.
However, Wang Banyue had no such scruples, his eyes darting around from time to time.
At this moment, the people in the hot spring pool also saw Zhang Tian and his group.
The two fatties were naturally ignored.
The gazes of the crowd still fell on Zhang Tian and Zhang Qilin.
The charisma these two exuded was simply too great.
The muscular lines of their bodies were very prominent. Zhang Qilin had just the right amount of muscle, giving him a well-proportioned look.
As for Zhang Tian, his muscles were slightly larger, but not scary, each having their own merits.
Especially their faces, there was no need to say more, they directly attracted many people's attention.
As for Hu Bayi, he was a big dark ball, so he was naturally overlooked.
"This is simply heaven."
Wang Banyue said as he got into the water.
Zhang Tian and the others also slowly entered the water, the comfortable feeling making Zhang Tian let out a long sigh.
Zhang Qilin sat quietly in the hot spring pool, feeling much more at ease.
He rarely experienced such complete physical relaxation.
Perhaps he only experienced it when he was drinking.
But after spending so much time with Zhang Tian, Zhang Qilin found it much more comfortable than drifting alone.
Wang Banyue and the other kept stealing glances, discussing which young girl was smarter and had a better figure.
While Zhang Tian was soaking in the hot springs.
Convoys of disguised commercial trucks were slowly heading towards the Yasukuni Shrine.
The trucks looked very ordinary and did not attract the attention of the surrounding public.
Inside the trucks.
An urn was being held with both hands by two bodyguard-like men, looking very solemn.
On the right sat a row of middle-aged men.
These were all top figures of Fuji Country.
"I never expected that Master Guizhu would have no news at all. After the island sank, where did he go? Or did he go to pursue those few people?"
The Secretary-General's voice was not loud, but it carried a hint of doubt.
As for the death of Guizhu, he dared not even think about it. After all, Guizhu was such a powerful person, and he had lived for over a hundred years. If such a person died, he wouldn't believe it.
"Master Longtian, this burial relies on you. If Master Guizhu does not return for a long time, the great responsibility of Fuji Country will be handed over to you."
The Secretary-General looked at another Onmyoji beside him.
Fuji Country naturally had more than one Onmyoji, but their strength might not be as high as Guizhu's.
"Don't worry, I will handle it well. If Master Gui does not return, I will take on the great responsibility."
Longtian said, but a smile appeared on his face, as if nothing had happened.
He hoped Guizhu would never return, so that he would have the opportunity to obtain better resources.
The cars soon entered a small mountain.
Because it was daytime, there were still many people here.
However, this was a hidden burial, and the police officers began to evacuate the public.
For a time, the entire area around the shrine was empty, with only police officers controlling the crowd.
The trucks quickly reached the foot of the small mountain.
The Yasukuni Shrine was located on a mountain, and a memorial altar was built on the small mountain.
If someone offered sacrifices, the heroic spirits within would be remembered, and perhaps their sins would be washed away.
The truck doors opened, and a group of people escorted the Secretary-General and others into the shrine.
The Secretary-General placed the urns into the small drawers inside the shrine.
The shrine was divided into several floors.
The first floor was for sacrifices, all of which were plaques inscribed with the names of the dead.
The second floor introduced the merits of those people.
The third floor, and the most hidden one, was where the ashes were stored.
And the ashes stored here were naturally not those of the soldiers or people who had made contributions, because those ashes were not qualified to be in the same place as the Divine Emperor.
Therefore, the ashes buried here were those of the royal family of Fuji Country, or generals.
Ordinary people would not be here.
As they went deeper, the urns were arranged in the most conspicuous positions.
At the same time, Master Longtian also began to perform rituals, and an altar was also set up by him.
He kept mumbling something, as if to pacify the emotions of the heroic spirits.
At the same time, as the urns were placed, the officials all felt a sense of relief.
While a grand ceremony was being held in the shrine to celebrate the return of the heroic spirits, Zhang Tian and his group had finished soaking in the hot springs.
Zhang Tian looked at the sky, it was already around four or five in the afternoon.
"Let's go, we'll drive there now, and we can arrive before it gets dark."
"I'll explain the plan now."
Zhang Tian got up. Because he had cultivated, his skin would not peel even after soaking for a long time.
"Boss, you speak."
Fatty and the others looked at Zhang Tian.
"The plan is very simple. Let Little Turtle go in to scout. If there are people, they will be hallucinated, and then we will swagger in."
Zhang Tian waved his hand. Although the place was heavily guarded, for someone like Zhang Tian, it was almost like playing house.
"Boss, if they knew we just swaggered in, their faces would turn green, haha."
Fatty's face broke into a smile upon hearing this.
This sense of humiliation would definitely be overwhelming.
"Let's go. At this time, there shouldn't be many people there. We'll burn it and leave immediately."
"We aim to return to Xia Country tomorrow."
Zhang Tian was eager to go back, to cultivate in peace, and then perhaps visit Miao Village and other places.
The group nodded, put on their clothes, and quickly left the hot spring shop, heading straight for the shrine.
What Zhang Tian didn't know was that a grand ceremony was being held inside the shrine to celebrate the return of the heroic spirits.