Chapter 696 Beacon (Thanks to the Leader of Passerby Chacha)

"Wow, this old guy is so ugly!"

Amidst the noise, Hara looked at the headlines of tomorrow's news on his mobile phone - the photo of the winner of the Royal Kitchen Demon Trial. The old man with a strange grin was casually making the V sign to the camera.

I seem to have seen that look somewhere, but it doesn't matter, huh, even though I don't know how I defeated Miss Huazhi, I must have used some despicable and despicable means.

When he thought of the helpless and pitiful Miss Huai Zhi, Yuan Zhao became extremely anxious and wanted to seek justice for her right away.

However, the situation does not allow it...

Yuan Zhao looked up to the sky and sighed, then kicked away the guy next to him who was trying to touch his trouser pocket quietly, drew a precise parabola, and stuffed it into the open trash can.

When I look around, I feel visceral doubt.

Is this really Yingzhou?

Different from the clean scene that ordinary people imagine, the streets are messy and no one cleans them. The streets are full of garbage. The streets are full of illegal vendors and flowing sewage.

There are messy graffiti all over the walls. In the distance, I could vaguely hear a few dirty children being chased by angry adults. They hurriedly turned back and pointed their middle fingers while running, shouting obscene words such as FU x-on:K.

Osaka, Kamazaki District - This is one of the largest mixed race gathering places in the entire Yingzhou, second only to Kyoto's Tamba Inner Circle and Yomizumi Hirazaka.

In a lawless zone where the forces of smuggling, drug prohibition, and customs industries intersect.

"Sister Ye, how long do we have to wait--"

He was filled with sadness and sighed helplessly.

I don’t know what this woman is doing.

Chewing bubble gum and holding a skateboard in his hand, Ye Xueya wore an absurdly wide T-shirt, wide-mouth pants, and a tattered baseball cap.

At first glance, she seems to be a rebellious hip-hop girl who jumped out of nowhere. She does not have the majesty and momentum of the first person in the new generation of the Eastern Xia pedigree.

But the dull pain in the back of his head always reminds me of the consequences of the original photo's daring to offend and sneak around.

A week ago, he had just arrived in Yingzhou. He was sitting in the car eating hot pot and singing songs. Before he could meet the girl from the second dimension, he got seriously injured in front of Zhawu Street - he was caught by this woman as if waiting for a chance. Got it right.

"Since you're already here, why not come with me? I just need someone to help me here."

With that said, he directly picked up Yuan Zhao by his collar, dragged him around Yingzhou, wandering aimlessly, and then kept throwing all kinds of whims and outrageous requests at him, completely treating him as an errand boy. coolie.

As a result, he was not able to go to Nara as soon as possible... Before Hararu could react, he had already missed his dream reunion with Miss Owaji.

Just thinking about this made him cry.

——Why is the road to pursuing true love so bumpy?

In the conscience of heaven and earth, he originally wanted to run away... but as soon as he left the 200-meter range of this bad woman, he would have crazy bad luck. After being hit by a truck eight times within three steps, poor Yuan Zhao could only give up and run away, being toyed with by Ye Xueya.

"Damn it...why is this damn old man so annoying!"

He glared at the briefing on the news, gritted his teeth, and wished he could bite his handkerchief: "I really want to eat Miss Huai Zhi's food."

Next to him, Ye Xueya glanced at this guy who had no skills at all, and rolled his eyes almost to the sky.

"Ohara, although I'm sorry, I have to remind you - that old man can hit you eight hundred times with one finger." She rubbed her painful eyebrows and reminded helplessly: "And, that woman Just one bite of the stuff you make can increase the GDP of the whole village.

Finally, and more importantly: there is no red line between you and her. There is a complete insulator between you two. Do you understand? "

"nonsense!"

Yuan Zhao's eyes widened and her blood boiled: "True love can break through everything."

"Licking the dog is enough."

Ye Xueya's eyes almost rolled to the sky.

Spit out the bubble gum, roll it into a ball, and throw it to the garbage pile in the distance:

“原照，单相思并不会改变结局，舔狗也只会惹人厌恶而已——小小年纪不学好，看来你堂姐揍你揍的是真少。”

In the past two days, she was not bothered by Yuan Zhao, who treated her as a street performer and asked her to predict the horoscopes for herself and the lovely Miss Huazhi.

It's a pity that no matter how hard you push it, there's no good result——

No need to push, Ye Xueya could see how problematic that woman named Waizhi Motoko was.

The destiny is extremely weird, as if it suddenly jumped out of a stone. It has no roots and no bottom. However, the origins and hidden connections behind it are extremely complicated. There are at least sixteen completely different hexagram results, and they are still being combined at any time. Constant change.

Typical life lock - someone didn't want Motoko Ogami to be accounted for, so he set up dozens of layers of extremely complex and dangerous fog and curses based on her fate.

Even so, he couldn't completely hide it from Ye Xueya.

Having studied under a lineage master like Xuanniao, Ye Xueya's style is the same as his. He never relies too much on details, but is good at overlooking the overall situation.

If it were just a problem of 'phase nature', there would be no need to solve it. Just by looking at the position and trend of a few columns, she knew that it was impossible to match the original photo.

No, it should be... completely Tianke.

It would be fine if this person's natal chart is that of a man, and he will just be a younger brother for life. It doesn't matter if he is a little unlucky, but if he is a blessing in disguise, he will become a late bloomer and become the mainstay of the Eastern Xia pedigree.

If this birth chart is a woman, the original photo will be miserable.

Once you get involved, you will definitely die without a burial place!

Of course, this kind of thing is not absolute. Maybe like what he said, true love can break through everything? But no matter how you look at this little guy, he doesn’t look like someone worthy of that kind of key...

People still have to be a little bit obsessive.

This kind of Tiehanhan who wants to act recklessly when his brain gets hot should just forget about it.

Talk but don’t listen, listen but don’t understand, understand but don’t act…

The men of the Yuan family have been dull-witted since ancient times. It’s okay for them to be mature and prudent as they get older. At least they have family responsibilities and they won’t mess around. But if they were younger...

Forget it, there's no point in wasting your brains, you can only rely on iron fist sanctions.

Anyway, Ye Xueya had made up his mind to never let Yuan Zhao have anything to do with that woman again.

She stretched out her hand, spread her index and middle fingers, and cut off the cell phone signal of the original photo like scissors and confiscated it.

"Okay, don't mess around. We've been lingering in there for so long, and it's time for people to come."

As soon as Ye Xueya finished speaking, heavy footsteps sounded from behind the door.

Finally, go and come back.

A viewing hole was opened on the heavy gate, revealing a face with vague scales, and its animalistic vertical pupils glanced at them coldly.

"The Great Elder is resting. There are no visitors today." The visitor said coldly, "It's time for you to leave. You are not welcome here."

After waiting in this wretched place for half an hour, I didn't even get through the door or get a cup of tea, but I still have the same attitude. Yuan Zhao glared and was about to get angry, but Ye Xueya raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, interrupting his movement.

"Let's go, Yuanzhao."

She said nonchalantly: "If someone doesn't see their guests, how can you rush in and beat them up?"

"Just leaving like that? Yuan Zhao asked puzzledly.

"if not?"

Ye Xueya glanced at the closed door behind her and chuckled softly, "Besides, haven't you already received a reply? People are only focused on jumping into pits, and it's useless for you to kowtow and kowtow outside until the bang bang bang rings."

"Then what's next? Are things in Osaka finished?" Hara Teru's eyes lit up and he was instantly excited: "Where are we going?"

"Kyoto."

Ye Xueya ruthlessly extinguished his thoughts: "Let's go to Kyoto - the game time is over, Yuan Zhao, it's time to say hello to the owners here."

Ye Xueya casually picked up the middle school boy's collar and turned around to walk away.

After a long time, a sigh of relief came from behind the closed door.

In Nara, in a quiet room, Kohaku looked at the girl kneeling in front of him. In silence, he turned the folding fan that represented grace and majesty in his hand, thinking deeply.

After a long while, he asked: "Have you already thought about it?"

"Um."

Maki nodded and bowed to express his thanks: "I have already received too much care from everyone. It is not good to stay and cause too much trouble. I think I should say goodbye."

Amber raised the folding fan and knocked on her forehead with some trouble. She glanced at a man drinking tea in the corner of the quiet room intentionally or unintentionally, and then asked: "Is it because the guy with the paper left without saying goodbye?"

Maki shook her head with a smile, "It has nothing to do with Miss Waizhi. This is my own decision, which has been decided before. I think Miss Waizhi will definitely support me even if she knows about it."

"...I don't know whether I support it or not, but since it's your decision, I won't stop you."

Amber sighed, put down the pretentious folding fan, and asked not as the owner, but as a family member: "Have you decided where to go next?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, but I'll go back and tell my mother that I'm safe first, and then if I have the chance, I'll study hard and go to school. Ah, it would be great if I could get into Miss Waizhi's alma mater. If I pass the test by then, I’ll leave it to you to write letters of recommendation.”

She leaned forward and begged sincerely.

"Tower of Ivory... For a person like you, even if you don't have a letter of recommendation, you should be a sure shot." Kohaku said, "If you don't mind being involved with the Satomi family, I have no problem."

"Thank you very much."

Maki raised her head happily and smiled happily.

On the girl's forehead, a small, smooth, sharp corner protrudes slightly from the broken hair. In the middle of the sharp corner, there is a faint silvery metallic light, like a small ring.

This is the legacy of hybrid blood after the development period is over.

Once the soul is sublimated, the body will also transform, changing towards a sound and perfect basic posture. During the short growth period, a large amount of calories need to be consumed to support this near-rebirth change. The original diseases will be corrected, the hidden dangers of the hybrid bloodline will also be eliminated, and the weak resistance to hell that was originally almost non-existent will also have the opportunity to be corrected. Although it will be slightly inferior to normal sublimated people, it is already Not far off.

What's more important is that the disaster fragments hidden in the alienated blood will also grow and integrate into the body, making the developed body move closer to some kind of large group in the abyss, and gain in talents and abilities. The bonus of that big group.

"In other words, is it a 'ghost'?"

Kohaku glanced at the sharp corners on Maki's forehead, nodded and said, "How should I put it, although I feel completely different from you, I am surprisingly right."

After the growth was completed, what Maki obtained was naturally one of the most famous abilities of the 'ghost' - strange power. It looks thin and small, but its own power is already huge to an incredible extent. If it is inspired by the source, it will be the same. In a humanoid chariot.

The shortcoming is that the hematopoietic function cannot keep up. If a large amount of strange power is used in the short term, severe anemia will occur. But this kind of headache for ancient people can be solved with just two blood packs.

It is a simple and vigorous strength, which is very suitable for a single-minded sports girl like Maki.

"Then, I wish you all the best, Maki."

After trying to retain him to no avail, Kohaku sincerely wished him: "Thank you for your help. Satomi welcomes you back at any time. I will keep your place among the Eight Dogs for you."

"I am the one who is deeply cared for."

The girl leaned over and saluted, picked up the heavy backpack beside her, and stood up with a smile: "Then, I'll take my leave."

Amber stood up and sent her out the door. Before leaving, she couldn't help but ask again: "Are you sure you don't want me to help you with that money? It's only ten million US dollars, which is less than what the guy with the paper got. It’s just a drop in the bucket.”

"No need."

Maki shook his head slightly and looked at the black card hanging on his backpack with nostalgia: "Since you have made a choice, you must bear the consequences.

Besides, it’s just ten million yuan of bad luck and misfortune, and one day I will work hard to pay it off. By then, I will definitely be qualified to face this new life, right? "

"One or two, they are both stupid."

Amber sighed, lowered his head, lit the cigarette rod at the corner of his mouth, and finally asked: "So, have you decided what to do with your new life, Maki?"

"This, I haven't thought about it yet."

Maki finally turned around and showed a bright smile: "But, I want to be like Miss Huazhi!"

That's right, someone like her, handsome and chic, would sparkle even when walking in the dark, illuminating those confused eyes.

To become the sun of the helpless.

As long as you keep working hard, one day you will be able to catch up with that distant figure, right?

In this way, with hope in her heart, the girl embarked on her own journey.

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In silence, Amber stared at the girl's retreating back.

For a long time, he sighed and looked behind him sideways: "This guy is really guilty."

Huai Shi shrugged, "I have to say, nothing was done."

"Isn't it just because you haven't done anything that you are guilty? Not taking the initiative, not refusing, not being responsible, your scumbag nature is enough."

Amber frowned in displeasure, "I originally expected you to help me stop her, but you changed your vest right after sending me a farewell letter, and you were so flattering throughout the whole process... Aren't you worried at all?"

"You can't take care of her for the rest of your life, right?"

Huai Shi spread her hands: "She has grown up, and she has made her own choice. What can I do? Should I wear a paper vest all my life, or should I tie her up with a chain?"

"So, a scumbag is a scumbag, even when he's tired of playing, he still says it so high-sounding."

Huai Shi was so angry that she wanted to roll her eyes: "That's enough for you. Even if I am a scumbag, I won't scum you. Why are you so angry?"

"Maybe it's because I don't like it. Could you please change it to a young lady?" Amber looked at his real appearance after a long absence and raised her eyebrows: "Or, have you finally realized the shame and no longer indulge in women's clothing?"

"Does anyone like this kind of thing?"

Amber chuckled, "Yes, I saw someone wearing something very exciting and unrestrained."

"How should I put it? It's just escaping reality at best, right?"

Huai Shi leaned against the pillars of the eaves, looked at the fish pond in the courtyard, and sighed softly: "I just want to live a relaxed life occasionally. I take a leave, go to a place I have never been to, and change my appearance. No one will know me." No matter who you are, you can live a less tiring life... But no matter how far you run, you must always return to your original life.

Amber, break time is over. "

"What about the identity problem? Do you want help?"

"I was counting on you, but a certain old bastard who has had enough of the excitement is finally willing to work. My wanted order in Yingzhou has been cancelled. I'm very happy and happy."

Huai Shi raised her hand and showed the notification on her phone, "Then, I was given a lot of troublesome work. There is something wrong with the academic exchange team. I'm afraid I have to go to Kyoto as soon as possible."

"when are we leaving?"

"Today, I just booked a train to Kyoto in an hour. If it goes faster, I can buy a famous station lunch in Yingzhou."

"It's so hard." Amber said.

"Who is not? Come on, Your Excellency."

Huai Shi hung up the saddle bag and patted her shoulder: "Don't forget to promise me the reward. Let's see you in Kyoto."

Finally, he turned back and glanced at Amber, who was completely different from before.

Huai Shi waved his hand and said goodbye.

The blazing sunshine outside the eaves was shining, and at Huai Shi's feet, the gradually lengthening shadow raised its head, as if smiling, and looked up into the distance.

A new journey has begun.

On the title page of the Book of Destiny, the handwriting changed silently, and new ink marks appeared.

[Miracle Engraving·Waitashi Motoko]

——Burn yourself and achieve a miracle that can only be done once.

Hope will come, just as suffering will eventually end, and the heroes who blazed a trail will become beacons for those who follow, guiding the lost on the road to destiny.

As long as the sun will rise again, there is no need to be confused during the long night.