Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 690: Rainy night
"Set!"
The girl screamed, mixed with a sharp sound that did not sound like a human voice, and then, the fog appeared, and more and more, a translucent figure had floated on her body.
Then, with a command, the two froze at this moment.
To be precise, two people overlapped and flashed on the same body, one was an ancient kimono girl, and the other was a modern girl, overlapping each other.
Modern girls, look similar to Japanese girls, very cute, but kimono girls, with eyes closed, hands on their chests, singing at any time.
"This is?" Naomi Hayakawa took a step backwards and frowned.
Pei Ziyun walked to her side, looking funny at her annoyed: "Do you feel it?"
Hayakawa Naomi nodded.
"Speaking of it, it's very simple, you actually read the information."
"Five years ago, a young couple moved to Tokyo from Shibuya, Kanagawa. Because Tokyo is the center of Japan, there are many publishing companies and literary clubs. The jury of major literary awards is also in Tokyo, and literary masters have risen from here. , Countless little-known young people realized their dreams here and became famous overnight."
"Dreams return to dreams, reality return to reality. In order to support Roshi Horikawa's writing, life is supported by Kyoko alone, working odd jobs and earning a meager income, but he can survive."
"But in Japan, men go out to support their families. Now it’s the other way around. This puts heavy pressure on Roshi Horikawa. Finally, he can no longer write the manuscript. He tore his hair and burned the manuscript paper in the rain. Rushed out."
"Yoshida Kyoko looked at Horikawa Satoshi's back and called out her name loudly, but her voice disappeared in the sound of thunder and rain. She ran after it regardless of the rainy night."
"On the same day, she died-a car accident!"
"But her soul was still hovering in the apartment, calling Horikawa's name until the day of the meteor earthquake, and she became united with a soul of the same fate. With her power, Kyoko returned home and waited until Horikawa, and The guilty Horikawa saw Kyoko who didn't blame him at all, and received him graciously."
Shrugging, Pei Ziyun looked at Hayakawa Naomi: "This is the whole story."
"As for what she said to me just now, I believe it is because I am indeed the author and a successful author."
"She, if she can see it, she will believe it naturally."
"It's so pitiful, can you not let her suffer when you kill her?" Naomi heard this paragraph, she didn't dare to look directly, and covered her eyes.
"Why did I kill her?" Pei Ziyun looked at Hayakawa Naomi in surprise: "She is just a transit station."
"Spaces are mostly unrelated to each other. Overlapping requires a medium. The other party came to the world through Kyoko, but she also carries a special energy in her body. As long as we obtain this energy, follow the picture to find the way to that space. Bridge."
"As for her choice and grievances, what does it matter to me?"
Seeing that Pei Ziyun said this, Xianzi was a little happy, turned his face away, and snorted: "After all this, I still didn't say how to go!"
Pei Ziyun smiled, and stretched out his hand to Yoshida Kyoko's chest, his eyes rounded, but the hand didn't stop, he inserted Yoshida Kyoko's body, there was a hole, and he shrank his hand and then pulled it back.
Xianzi and Naomi were surprised, and learned that Pei Ziyun put their hands into Yoshida Kyoko's body and stirred them. There was nothing inside.
"I didn't lie to you!" Pei Ziyun laughed: "Then, let's go through Miss Yoshida Kyoko to that space!"
"Hi!" Tsuiko got in with a sense of novelty, and disappeared into the room.
Then, the two of them flashed and disappeared.
"Slap"
It seems that there was a loud noise. Kyoko Yoshida was blank. She scanned the surroundings a little stupidly: "Huh, what's wrong with me?"
It seemed a little confused, but then she gave a scream and rushed back to take a look at the pot. Sure enough, the water was almost drying.
"Ah, what's the matter?" Kyoko Yoshida was upset in her heart, and quickly turned the heat down. This soup is for side dishes, but now it's about to be burned into a hot pot. She looked at it and wanted to cry without tears—what? Do, why is there such a mistake?
Will Horikawa-kun be unhappy?
I just thought, when the phone rang, she quickly answered it.
"Kyoko, my novel is definitely going to be published." Roshi Horikawa was walking down the street, and said excitedly, letting the person riding his bicycle across the street a little bit.
Not far after turning a corner, the station appeared in front of him, and he wanted to go back quickly.
"Great, congratulations, Horikawa-kun, I said you will succeed!" Kyoko suddenly smiled with joy.
As a Japanese woman, she knows that men need a sense of accomplishment, and now she has finally succeeded.
Usually save every yen, although Roshi Horikawa’s great sense of accomplishment can be heard in the voice, even the voice is faintly choked with words: "Kyoko, you have worked hard in the past, and you have worked hard in the past."
However, Roshi Horikawa wiped it off, and hung up before the choking spread, "Wait for me to come back!"
"Hi!" Yoshida Kyoko put down the phone, and she slowly shrank her body and covered her face. For a long time, she said, "I must celebrate it deliciously today!"
"Isn't beef enough?"
"There are some pickled cucumbers in the refrigerator, I will serve some boiled eggs and sauce..."
She worked hard and looked attentive. She didn't seem to notice that the girl in ancient Japanese clothes gradually became one with her.
"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, a flash of fire appeared in the thick darkness, illuminating the surroundings, and the next moment, the three of them fell on the street.
It seems that this is a town (bazaar), nestled in the arms of the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist, the mountains pierced into the sky, sacred and solemn.
Pei Ziyun and Naomi Suiko are walking slowly along the road. There are people coming and going in the town, some are holding donkeys, some are moving goods, on both sides of the road are Japanese-style houses, men wear hakama, a middle-aged man The monk meditated in front of the door, and the naughty child put the beetle on his head.
The shakuhachi player wearing a special "helmet" made of bamboo and rattan, accepted the charity from passers-by, bowed his head to express his gratitude, and walked a few more steps, passing by a blacksmith shop, the so-called "shop" is just one The house was broken, and a large stove was placed in the middle of the house. A bellows was set on the side of the fire. The bellows was pulled, and the flames in the furnace burst straight. The blacksmith moved the red ironware to the big iron pier for forging.
"An ancient town in Japan?"
"No, it's not too far from the age, it may be modern."
A torii gate appeared along the front of the road.
Torii is an annex of a Japanese shrine. It looks a bit like a torii. It represents the entrance to the gods. It is used to distinguish the gods inhabited by the gods and the secular worlds inhabited by humans. Torii reminds visitors that stepping into the torii means entering God's Domain, all behaviors and behaviors should be paid special attention.
Pei Ziyun stopped. At this time, he could see the shrine inside. He frowned and said: "Let’s go, let’s not rush in. Let’s take a look around."
The streets of the town seem to be a festival, with pedestrians coming and going. In the wine shop, a pair of grandparents are performing singing and dancing. The old man has gray hair and is tuned by the orchestra. The granddaughter dances to the music and dances gracefully.
There are also white hunting clothes and black gauze hats decorated with sunflower leaves, followed by an ox cart decorated with wisteria flowers, passing the street.
"It seems to be the Kagura Club!" Naomi said quietly, and she looked at it: "Hey, look, is there a child lost over there?"
Kingzi followed his gaze and saw a pair of sisters and brothers standing in the street.
My sister is wearing a colorful kimono, a square bag behind the waistband, light-colored wooden clogs, black hair tied loosely behind her head, and her delicately trimmed bangs look cute.
The younger brother is in a bun, holding his sister in one hand, wiping tears with the other, bowing his head and crying.
The elder sister looked helpless while holding the younger brother. She looked around helplessly, watching the people coming and going, but no one noticed the siblings.
Hayakawa Naomi saw it at a glance, and walked over and said softly: "Have you encountered any difficulties? Where is your home?"
My sister lowered her head and said: "We went out to the market with our mother. When we saw grasshoppers and sugar pinchers, we separated from my mother."
Naomi listened and said: "Where do you live, I will send you back."
My sister showed a smile: "I don't know the way home, but my house is very big, with a porch, it's easy to find."
Hayakawa Naomi looked back at Pei Ziyun, Pei Ziyun smiled: "If this is the case, let's send them home!"
Naomi got permission and took her sister's hand: "Go, let us take you home."
After walking for a while, there was a drizzle and fog, and the number of pedestrians gradually disappeared. In the end, only Zhimei and his party were left on the road in the rain.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the group had to go under the eaves to shelter from the rain.
The house is old, the gray walls are soaked in rain, it seems that you can grab a few handfuls of powder with your hands, the unclosed windows babble, there is no one in the whole street, and the doors of the houses on both sides of the street are closed. , Like gray tombstones, all of a sudden, it makes people creepy.
"What's the matter, all of a sudden there are no people?" Naomi Hayakawa frowned, and looked around ~IndoMTL.com~Ouni-chan, something was wrong. "Kingko stared around, holding a knife vigilantly, as if it was a cat with furry hair.
"It’s not that Naomi’s power and number are far above Koko, but she doesn’t feel it, but Naomi seems to have entered the realm unconsciously. She doesn’t feel anything in this town. No, I don’t think I’ve acted too much."
"Crack"
Rain water fell on the roof and on the ground, splashing circles of ripples, turning into a stream of water, and the whole town was shrouded in layers of rain and fog. At this time, Pei Ziyun stood under the eaves, thoughtfully, stretched out his hand In the rain.
The rain is cold, with a hint of coldness.
"This is, ghost rain?" The rain looked clean, but in fact it exuded a thick yin, and with some indescribable resentment, it pierced the body like a needle.
"The whole realm, when we entered, has been gradually activated?"
"Well, let me see where it will lead us."