"These little Japan really are blind."
"Such a precious thing as Sarira Prayer Beads can be sold as street vendor goods."
Hayato looked at the prayer beads in his hand, which clearly had some age.
Behind the prayer beads were densely carved Sanskrit buddha scriptures in ancient text.
If there were no surprises, this string of prayer beads should be from Long Country.
It's just unknown for what reason it ended up in Japan.
Unfortunately, these little Japan were blind to treasures, and it ended up in his hands after all.
He carefully put the prayer beads on his hand.
The cool touch made his mind completely clear.
The feeling was very strange, as if his brain had been replaced with a new CPU.
Many things he couldn't understand before suddenly became clear for no reason.
The stagnant magic power in his body also began to circulate on its own.
In just a moment, it increased by a trace.
Bodhi aids enlightenment and increases wisdom, while sariras enhance Buddha Law.
Although this string of prayer beads has no power to kill or protect, it is simply a supreme treasure for cultivating Buddha Law.
Just wearing it is equivalent to cultivating Buddha Law at all times.
This cultivation speed is more than doubled.
Having found a treasure right after arriving, Hayato's interest was immediately piqued.
In such a large flea market, there must be more than just this one treasure; maybe there are other good things.
Since he had nothing to do anyway, he immediately started strolling around the market.
After strolling around like this, he really did find many good things.
An oil lamp, a broken Vajra Pestle, and a damaged ancient jade.
The three items, except for the oil lamp, were all incomplete old artifacts.
However, even though they were incomplete, the radiance emitted from these three items was still more dazzling than other things.
This indicates that these three items definitely have value that he doesn't know about.
His eyes would not deceive him.
Moreover, since they were all things he got for a dirt-cheap price, Hayato didn't care.
He would take them back and slowly study them.
He put the items away and placed them in his backpack.
The heavy weight made Hayato feel a bit helpless.
Every time he came out, he would bring all the magic items on his person.
These things combined were not light.
But he wasn't at ease leaving them in the Temple.
Although Hum and Ha Generals guard the Temple, it doesn't mean they can block everything.
For this kind of thing, it's better to be safe than sorry.
"It would be great if I could find a way to get a storage ring or something."
Hayato rubbed his chin.
Could strengthening the ring give him a storage ring?
However, it didn't seem very feasible.
After all, rings don't have the attribute of storage, and system strengthening is essentially enhancing the inherent nature of an item.
Unless he could give the ring the characteristic of storage.
Buddhism, on the other hand, has the saying of Sumeru and mustard seeds.
Sumeru contains mustard seeds, and mustard seeds contain Sumeru.
This has nothing to do with rings.
Hayato looked down at his backpack.
The backpack has the attribute of storage, so he could try strengthening it.
However, it was still not as convenient as a ring that could be carried around.
Hayato checked the time.
It was getting dark, and there was half an hour until the last subway train, which should be enough time for him to get back.
Carrying large and small bags, he hurried towards the subway station.
Walking along the sidewalk, he suddenly felt that his surroundings were a bit unfamiliar.
Unknowingly, Hayato arrived at a street full of traditional Japan flavor.
The lights of neon signs flickered and intertwined.
On both sides of the street stood various women wearing revealing clothes.
Their clothing was sexy and daring, either tight short skirts or just a low-cut top.
With seductive eyes, they cast flirtatious glances at passersby, trying to attract their attention.
Hayato's gaze swept across, seeing many Japan girls wearing COS uniforms, as well as a few scattered foreign-faced large ocean horses.
Although it was still daytime, the street was already full of people.
"Kabukicho?"
Hayato muttered softly.
He just wanted to take a shortcut, how did he suddenly end up here?
Could this be fate?
However, he was not in the mood for this today.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a Woman standing by the streetlight in the corner of the street, wearing a black long dress and with fair, smooth skin.
A black low-cut evening gown, with a very low neckline, revealing more than half of Hayakawa Rin's snow-white shoulder.
Hayakawa Rin's deeply recessed collarbone lines were clearly visible, and below that was an unfathomable cleavage.
The Woman was tall, and although not overly voluptuous, from the side, Hayakawa Rin had a perfect S-shaped curve, with a slender waist and perky buttocks forming an alluring arc.
On Hayakawa Rin's head was a black hat with a wide, slightly curved brim, covered with a layer of soft black veil, half-concealing the Woman's face.
Hayakawa Rin's eyebrows and eyes were faintly visible, giving a hazy and charming beauty.
Under the hat, Hayakawa Rin's long black hair cascaded down Hayakawa Rin's body like a waterfall.
The skirt was slit up to the thigh, and with Hayakawa Rin's slight movements, Hayakawa Rin's fair and slender beautiful legs were faintly visible.
The Woman was wearing black high heels, with Hayakawa Rin's hands behind Hayakawa Rin's back, standing quietly in the corner.
Although wearing a mask, Hayakawa Rin's eyebrows and eyes were full of charm.
Hayato looked at this Woman.
From her demeanor, Hayakawa Rin didn't look like someone selling herself at all, but rather like an elegant noblewoman passing the time.
However, what decent person would come here to stand on the street to pass the time?
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