Dang! clang! clang! At the same time that Ji Xing and the others entered the Soul Society, a sound like gongs and drums sounded in the Seireitei, quickly announcing a message to all the Shinigami.
“Crooked face reaction found in western suburbs!”
“Issue a warning order from Area 3 to Area 8…repeat…”
"Crooked reaction?" In the Eighth Division team building, Hirako Mako and Kyōraku Shunsui, who had just found Kyōraku Shunsui for a drink and a heart-to-heart talk, looked at each other.
That means there is a spirit that has come to Soul Society through a non-death **** soul burial method, Hollow? Or is it...an even rarer travel disaster?
Hirako Mako suddenly sighed: "Captain of the Beijing Band, if that guy really comes back, how should we face it?"
"Have the recent events made Captain Hirako think of Yono-san?" Jingraku Shunsui shook his head and said: "If Yono-san really comes back...who knows, our opinions are not important. What is important is what Mr. Shan thinks. But I don’t think that’s possible, maybe someone else is leading us to doubt in that direction?”
Hirako Mako was startled, and the corners of his mouth opened dangerously: "Aizen? Yes, I almost forgot about this possibility. After all... Aizen is not a good person."
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“Is this Soul Society?”
Climbing down Mount Lifu, Kurosaki Ichigo looked at the town with houses in the distance, feeling the dense concentration of spirit particles in the air, and whispered in his heart.
He is no longer a novice who doesn't know anything. He has learned a lot about Soul Society from Ji Xing and the other three, but when he first sees this retro style, he will still be temporarily distracted. After all, this is the time he has arrived. another world.
He also understands that his current strength is still lacking a lot. What he can do this time is more of a target for Ji Xing to attract the attention of the gods of death. Even with him or without him, there won't be much difference.
But in his mind, Inoue, Sadatari, and Rukia were all involved because of him and fell into trouble. The news of doing nothing and living in this world cannot make him feel at ease. So he quickly collected his thoughts and said: "The next step is to enter the Seireitei. What should we do?"
There is a soul-shielding film outside the Seireitei. Except for the shadow empire built by the Quincy through shadow movement, there is no way to get in or out without being detected, not even Ji Xing.
Violent invasion is of course possible, including but not limited to using Shiba Kuukaku's Flower Crane Cannon and Reiatsu to slash randomly, but that is not a good option.
The reason why Yoruichi, who is still the upright captain of the second division, turned into a black cat, and Urahara Kisuke did not even return, is because he did not want others to fully confirm that Yono Masashi was really back before Ji Xing found his sword!
That’s right, Ji Xing doesn’t even know the position of his sword now, nor can he sense the damaged knife. There are only a few suspected locations provided by Urahara Kisuke and Ji Xing’s own judgment.
“Of course, sneak in.”
Ji Xing answered, looking sideways at the sky.
Before Ichigo understood what he meant, he subconsciously followed his line of sight and was startled. He hurriedly found a nearby tree to partially cover himself.
On the horizon in the distance, a middle-aged Shinigami was flying towards this direction at a high speed, carrying a wide glider like Rukia's.
‘Speaking of which…when I meet a **** of death, I see this kind of hang glider again. It is indeed a must-have three-piece set for the **** of death. ’ Ichigo murmured in his heart and couldn’t help but glance at Ji Xing. He still remembered his surprise when he learned a while ago that Kouki Hirakawa was the Soul Society scientist that Rukia praised so much, ‘But... don’t you need to hide? ’
“He has a good figure and is suitable for the squad.” At this time, he heard Ji Xing say.
Stature? who? That **** of death?
He is a man! Ichigo was confused.
Two minutes later, looking at the God of Death who was stripped naked and tied to a tree in a hidden part of the mountain forest, and Ji Xing who had put on a Death Overlord outfit, he finally understood what Ji Xing meant, and he vaguely felt that the so-called sneaking... would... There is even less technical content.
Sure enough, half an hour later, Ichigo saw the huge Xibai Daomon, one of the four gates of Seireitei, and also saw the gatekeeper Jidanbo from a distance.
He watched Ji Xing holding a token and gesticulating with the other party, and the other party nodded heavily, struggled to hold up the door, and let Ji Xing walk in like that.
Seeing that Ji Danfang was about to close, and thinking of Ji Xing's explanation, Ichigo swallowed, and rushed towards Ji Xing's direction, shouting at the same time: "Wait! Wait! Let me go in together, trouble Ji Xing, hero Hold the door open for a few more seconds!"
Ji Danfang turned to look at him and responded with a dull voice. Ji Xing in front also turned back and greeted with a smile: "Isn't this Ichigo? What a coincidence. What are you doing in West Rukongai this time?"
“Ah, that…”
Sidanfang watched the two people communicating and walked away, closing the door. It took two minutes for him to suddenly react - the second **** of death didn't seem to show me his imperial order? It seems a little unfamiliar?
Hmm...it's okay. The guy in front looked like he knew him very well and even called me a hero...um, it's okay.
…
“Just...coming in right now?”
Walking with Ji Xing in Seireitei, the headquarters of the Shinigami, Ichigo's heart was pounding. This kind of defense was too easy to invade!
"This kind of thing is rare and not difficult to do. If you know the name of Si Danfang, you can release the spiritual pressure similar to that of the Shinigami tied to me and activate the Tongting Order, so you can enter the Seireitei at will."
Ichigo nodded in understanding, so now...
"Huh? You guys!" Suddenly a voice came from the side, almost frightening Ichigo: "Black-haired one, are you from our 11th Division? Why haven't I seen you before? Tachibana You guy with brown hair, which division are you from? Why don't you have the division logo on the Deathly Haunted uniform?"
And Ji Xing's response has already sounded. In Ichigo's ears, it was a voice that was three-quarters respectful and seven-quarters dissatisfied: "One corner and three seats. I can't even remember the appearance of the team members. Why can I ask with confidence why there are no Have you seen me?!”
Madarame was startled and scratched his head a little unnaturally: "Uh, what's your name?" "Nakamura Quegou Roku, it's been more than a year since I joined the 11th Division!" Ji Xing said: "Ikkaku Sansei should think of me now. Come on!"
"Yes, really? Okay, you are very energetic, I will remember you." Still having no impression of the name, Ichigo looked away at Ichigo.
Ji Xing explained smoothly: "Three Seats, this **** is from Division 12. He sells hang gliders and is responsible for subsequent maintenance. This is the third time my hang glider has malfunctioned in this month, and he actually said it can't be repaired." Even if I don’t change him, I’m taking him to Division 12 to ask for an explanation!”
Ichigo is a top student with a good IQ and reflexes. He immediately called out unnaturally: "Three seats for one cent, it's because he uses it wrong..."
"Are you saying that our members in Division 11 can't even use hang gliders?!" Ikkaku suddenly had a ferocious expression on his face: "Tch, they are indeed those annoying guys from the Technology Development Bureau. No wonder they don't have hang glider capes on their backs. . Go ahead, Brother Gouliu, if they dare not repair it for you, I and even the captain will personally ask for an explanation from you!"
“Yes! Thanks for the three seats for one dime!”
Ikkaku nodded slightly.
The two parties passed by each other, and met many Shinigami on the road. Ichigo followed Ji Xing and nodded his greetings naturally. After a long time, he slowly let out a breath that he had been holding back for a long time.
Amazing! He was obviously infiltrating, but it felt like he was back at home... Well, to him, it seemed like he was back at home?
“Before you perform, you should observe the other person and make sure that the other person is not very smart before acting. Otherwise, you should say as little as possible and make more mistakes.”
At this time, Ji Xing reminded him: "We will be separated next, so be careful."
Ichigo nodded solemnly: "I understand."
Jixing nodded slightly to the black cat in the corner. Ji Xing watched as one person and one cat disappeared, then turned around and walked in a familiar direction.
Seireitei occupies a very wide area, roughly a square with a side length of 1,000 kilometers, but most of the team buildings of the Thirteenth Team are on the periphery, and the Technology Development Bureau is even more on the periphery.
Holding the hang glider cloak in his hand, Ji Xing looked menacing and rushed straight into the twelfth division team building. He kicked open the familiar door that had not been replaced in a century and attracted several people from the Technology Development Bureau in white coats. The researcher looked surprised.
"you…"
"This crappy hang glider broke three times in less than a month, and I almost fell to death! Let's see what you should do. Do you want to pay for it or give me a new one? We only have three seats for a dime, so I won't give you an explanation, captain." I will personally seek an explanation for me!" Ji Xing flicked his gliding cloak.
The researchers looked at each other. It turned out to be a lunatic from the 11th Division... No, this has to be an outstanding lunatic among lunatics...
A researcher came forward hesitantly, picked up the gliding cloak and inspected it briefly. His eyebrows that were originally slightly frowned knitted into a ball, and he said in shock: "The spirit line is completely messed up. What did you do?!"
"What have I done?!" Ji Xing was furious. He stepped forward to grab the Lingzi glider and rushed in. Anyone who subconsciously tried to stop him was knocked away.
One hundred years is enough time for the Technology Development Bureau to turn into a purely scientific research team. There are not many Death Gods who are good at fighting, and they have never seen this kind of "wing trouble". By the time he realizes it, Ji Xing has already penetrated quite deeply.
Until a familiar middle-aged figure intercepted Ji Xing: "What's going on?"
His name is Tajima Sangoro. He once served as the third seat of the 12th division. After Ji Xing joined the team, he was demoted to the fourth seat. However, a hundred years later, he, who is older than anyone else, still has the fourth seat.
“Tajima four seats!” Upon seeing this, a team member quickly ran over to explain the situation to him.
Tajima Sangoro frowned, reached out to take the hang glider and checked it, and said in surprise: "Such a situation... has indeed never happened before. It is not damage caused by violent collision. Maybe this hang glider was really damaged during production." Some questions…”
He looked up at Ji Xing and said, "Sorry, leave it here for now. Please come back again in three days and I'll try to fix it."
“…It’s better to be sensible.” Ji Xing muttered: “Three days from now, right?”
“Ah, just come to me directly.”
"Hmm." Ji Xing reluctantly saluted, turned around and strode away, ignoring the dissatisfied voices of the researchers and leaving the Technology Development Bureau.
Tajima Sangoro didn't care about the lunatics in the 11th Division. He waved everyone away and returned to his research room with the hang glider.
“It’s strange...this kind of circuit disruption. According to common sense, several spirit son skeletons should have broken long ago. Why can they be used reluctantly? Could it be that a new spirit son line structure will appear by coincidence..."
Muttered and unfolded the hang glider with some excitement and expectation, he suddenly saw a flash of white appear, and was startled again: "There is a... white feather in it? What kind of bird is it?"
咚—
"Varied…?!"
The next moment, he was caught off guard, and the feather suddenly transformed into the figure of Ji Xing who had just left the Technology Development Bureau. He put his hand lightly on his neck and knocked him unconscious!
“I’m sorry, Tajima, I didn’t expect to catch up with you right now. Let’s take a nap.”
A few pieces of white feathers drifted and stuck to his face, and Ji Xing's appearance also changed to that of Tajima Sangoro.
These are the feathers of the substitute and the feathers of transformation. After absorbing a large number of fragments of the spirit king's internal organs, Ji Xing's feathers can do more and more things!
Infiltration successful! He Shiran put on Tajima's white coat, walked out of the research room, and continued walking deeper into the Technology Development Bureau.
3k4, next chapter as early as possible.