If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 508
The sunlight flicked through the window, and the shadows of the flowers moved forward.

A month has passed.

Jing Chuan Wu stood blankly in front of the door of the house, and the slender shadow that had just recovered from a serious illness dragged on the floor of the corridor and moved slowly with the passage of time.

This is a small residential building. Outside the open-air balcony is the quiet street in the morning. The sun slantly shines on the corridor and slowly reflects the girl's shadow on the gate in front of her. She has stood here for a long time, listening to the familiar voice behind the gate. The people's voices were chaotic, and they just stood there without knocking on the door tentatively, nor did they leave decisively.

A month passed so quickly that she hardly knew how she spent it. The only thing she knew was a group of doctors told herself that she was sick and needed a long period of treatment.

She asked the doctor if she had been kidnapped, how could she be sick?The doctor replied that she had contracted the recently popular infectious disease because of fright and decreased immunity. It took a whole 30 days to lie down, and no friends or family members came to visit during this period-in fact, there were still some, but Jing Chuanwu didn't know how to define the relationship between that man and herself, and he was a "comrade in arms" who shared weal and woe ?Or "poor people" who suffer together?
Anyway, after the night of the thrilling shootout last time, the shadow of that man has been engraved in her for the rest of her life. Whether she likes it or not, or resists it or not, he is there, and he is always there every night when she closes her eyes and has nightmares. by myself.Only when he was by her side could Jing Chuanwu realize that what happened to her a month ago was not a dream with a high fever.

It's ridiculous enough, running away from home, being picked up by the bad guys who thought they were good guys, and going to deal with the good guys who thought they were bad guys, in the end everyone was put in danger together, fortunately, the police from the Metropolitan Police Department arrived at the scene and used sniper rifles Kill the bad guys, or they both would have died in that dark building.

Every time Jing Chuanwu thinks about these things, she feels that her mind is messed up, and she feels that she is stupid, but she is very lucky. Maybe her family members also know about her affairs. Will they laugh at herself when she goes back now?In this case, I might as well lie in the hospital or continue to run away from home.

No matter how many bizarre things happened, some things would never change. She took a step back slightly, but before she could take the second step, footsteps sounded in the corridor beside her. She subconsciously turned her head and looked over, seeing The boy who came up subconsciously called out, "Mu Chuan...?"

The boy who walked into the corridor was Jing Chuanwu's younger brother, a younger brother who was not cute, but now his appearance was really not annoying, on the contrary, he would look a little pitiful. This unlucky guy's face was swollen like Gauze is wrapped everywhere like a pig's head, and the colorful flowers underneath can almost compete with the garden under the corridor.

When Jing Chuanwu saw him for the first time, she didn't dare to recognize him, she was a little hesitant, but after the other party's eyes met her own, she was sure that this was her half-brother, but why now he became That's it?

"Sister? You're back?" the younger brother greeted after seeing Jing Chuan Wu.

Jing Chuanwu was stunned, looking at the boy with evasive eyes, he didn't realize what was going on, because usually when this boy saw her, he would call her by her name directly with arrogance, and even call her disrespectfully that only his biological mother would She was called by her nickname, and she was called "sister" in this suit, so she was at a loss and didn't know what happened.

"Yeah. I'm back. How are Mom and Dad this month?" Jing Chuanwu asked.

"We're fine." The younger brother nodded and walked to Jing Chuan Wu's side, giving her a tentative look. He dared to take out the key to open the door only after Jing Chuan Wu tentatively took half a step back to make room.

As the door opened, the conversation between the couple behind the door became louder. After hearing the sound of the door opening, they stopped communicating and turned to look at the door. After seeing the Jingchuan dance outside the door, the expressions on the faces of the couple She closed it in an instant, squeezed out a smile like a sponge squeezed water, and greeted her in surprise, "Xiao Wu, you're back."

The younger brother stood by the door and didn't dare to go in. Jing Chuan Wu took half a step at the door and stopped suddenly. His eyes fell on the entrance leading to the living room. A little furry thing ran towards the door. She was watching The first moment I saw this little thing, I couldn't help calling out, "Yuanyuan?"

She didn't hesitate any more, crossed the threshold and walked into the gate, bowed her head to hug the kitten that was not her former partner, but enough for her to put her affection on.

Outside the door, my younger brother finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Jing Chuan Wu walking into the house, quietly and timidly turned his head to look at the corridor not far away, where a man smoking was leaning against the wall, and turned his head to look at him in shock. He immediately lowered his head to avoid his sight, and when he looked up again, the man had disappeared, leaving only a wisp of white smoke floating up in the dark corridor.

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"I thought something was going to happen to you."

At the exit of the ground floor of the residential building, the man stepped out of the shadow and stood in the sun, when he saw a boy traveling with his shoulders on his back smiling at him sitting in the shade under a tree not far away.

The man stubbed out the cigarette butt with his fingers and flicked it into the trash can beside him. He squinted at the boy while basking in the sun and said, "I thought you were gone?"

"Do I look like the kind of person who leaves without saying goodbye? You are probably the only one who can do this kind of thing. You don't even tell me when you leave the hospital. It's a waste of me having to take time to see you when I'm at both ends of the dojo and the executive bureau." , this month I have given away dozens of catties of fruit, right?" The boy lowered his head and played with a green leaf in his hand.

"Leave today?" the man asked.

"The plane at noon." The boy tightened the travel bag on his back. It was full of Japanese souvenirs stuffed inside, and the zipper was stretched to the point that it looked like it would burst open at any time.

"I heard that you have been very busy this month. You are fighting with the young master for the qualification to be exempted from the general pass, and you are rushing to kill in many strongholds of the ghosts, so I don't want to disturb you. I have brought you enough. It's too much trouble, and if I bother you again, I will probably have to apologize." Okubo Ryoichi walked under the shade of the tree and stood in front of the boy and said.

"If you want to cut seppuku, remember to call me. I can also act as an intermediary for you. I can guarantee that you will not lose your head if you cut it off. If you are a friend, don't talk about trouble. It is the greatest comfort to me that you are not dead. , I didn’t know many people in Japan, if you die, I won’t be able to find someone to be a free tour guide when I come back next time.” Lin Nian looked up at him and smiled softly.

Ryoichi didn't speak, but nodded to show that he understood Lin Nian's intentions, and there was no need for a lot of heart and soul between men and men. A look and a few actions can prove many things.

Lin Nian shifted his gaze to the resident upstairs and asked, "You came today for follow-up matters, right? How is it going?"

"I've done everything that needs to be done, and the rest is up to her." Ryoichi also looked up at the same place.

"It is said that it is difficult for an upright official to solve family affairs, but it is a pity that this family did not meet reasonable and good people. For some things, you have to admit that the wild ways of the underworld are more effective." Lin Nian said, "Jingchuan Dance? This name, you use the connections of team leader Hasegawa to threaten the couple’s company unit to control the lifeblood of the couple, and then you personally go out and beat up a brat and warn him what he can and cannot do. Do you think these methods can help? How long will it be effective?"

"The longer the better, if one day the previous experience happens to someone who shouldn't have to bear it again, I will go again." Ryoichi said lightly.

"Compared to me, you are the real busy person." Lin Nian sighed, and after a while he said, "You should let go of some things in the past, don't make yourself too tired."

"I know." Ryoichi said, "I just want to do something, if I don't do something, I won't have a good time when I'm free."

"Everyone has their own choice, it's up to you, I won't say much more." Lin Nian stood up and stretched.

"How is Takahiro Shiraishi?" Ryoichi asked suddenly, it seemed that he still didn't forget to toss himself hard, and almost killed the man who killed Jing Chuanwu, until the end he couldn't really meet him face to face , and fell into a coma in a pool of his own blood.

"I can only say that I am not dead, but it is almost dead. One of the ways the Sheqi Bajia treats scum is even more scum. You know this better than me. If you take off a few layers of skin, you will explain everything you know. .In fact, what surprised me was that he knew quite a lot of information about the ghosts. It is said that because of his speech problem, he also sneaked into the ghosts and stole a lot of information." Lin Nian said, " This time, the ghosts were wiped out by the Snake Eight Clan, and nine out of ten strongholds in Tokyo have been knocked down, and now there are only stragglers lingering on their last legs, and they will not be able to make a difference in a short time."

"My family will probably be very grateful for your contribution during this month." Liang nodded and said that he had heard about these things.

The devil's foreign aid from the headquarters chased the ghosts in Tokyo like a dog in a month. There was no such big scene as before when the executive bureau dispatched dozens of vehicles and hundreds of commissioners to surround the ghosts. All they had was a boy and a national treasure alchemy sword that was suspected to be genuine "Ju Yi Wen Zi Zong", and they rushed into the stronghold silently. , all fainted in a pool of blood.

This is actually not surprising, a mixed-race has already been able to climb to the "ninth level" in actual combat, reaching a level that no one has ever reached the limit is enough to scare anyone or a mixed-race.

The 'S' class in this department has already gained a reputation even among the fierce ghosts. Many people turned their heads and ran away when they heard Lin Nian's name, and they didn't dare to take the dangerous potion for refining blood.Because it turns out that whoever dares to drink that thing in front of that boy, swallows the potion one second, and the next second, a blood line will appear on his neck and fall to the ground, dying without dignity and resistance
But it is also a pity that during Lin Nian's one month of abusing the demons, no matter how excessive and ruthless he did, the leaders he wanted to wait for did not appear, whether it was the king who was so weird that he couldn't kill him, or Kazama Ruri, who is too strong to kill, these two people seem to have evaporated after he came to Japan this time, without any direct or indirect contact with him, as if deliberately avoiding him.

Lin Nian couldn't find them, let alone Liang Yi. Although the man's desire for revenge had not been extinguished and was still burning, his mood gradually calmed down after these strongholds of the ghosts were destroyed one by one. No longer like before, when you leave the hospital, you will immediately return to the game to pick up the task and desperately.

"Your young master even gave me an identity card of the executive bureau before I left. It seems that it can directly represent that I am a member of the Snake Eight Family and an elite-level operator. It seems that I will not have a visa when I come to Japan. I need to apply, and no one will stop me when I enter the country directly with this card, which is very convenient for me to travel in the future." Lin Nian flipped his hands and held a metal-like card with dark gold patterns between his fingers like magic. The card has the family crests of the Eight Snake Qi families on it, "They also said that based on my achievements in this month, I can probably find a tattoo artist to get a tattoo of 'Nine Dragons Pulling Coffins' on the back of the flower."

"There is no 'Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin' in my family's tattoo." Ryoichi said.

"If you are serious, you will lose." Lin Nian rolled his eyes at him, and then his eyes fell on the colorful red ghost under the man's collar and said, "In short, I rejected the tattoo proposal, or my sister refused it for me. Side doesn't seem to approve of my tattoo, but I'm just not too interested in it."

"Your sister? I seem to have heard that she also came to Japan with you. Where is she now, is it okay not to act with you?" Ryo asked subconsciously.

"She is safe. I am at the airport with Patriarch Uesugi and Young Master Yuanjia. Your young master promised me that she will not have any problems in Japan. I am quite willing to believe his words."

"Then where are you going next?"

"Havana? Afghanistan? Whatever you want." Lin Nian walked out of the shade of the tree, turned his back to Liangyi and walked into the distance, waving his hands without looking back. After the greeting, we saw each other for the last time. It's time to catch up with that trip Parting plane.

After taking a few scrolls with no gold content, he spent too much time in Japan, so his schedule will be a bit rushed, and in places like Afghanistan, it feels like playing with unreliable soil weapons Other than that, there are no local customs and customs to travel. Probably the most interesting activity there is to make an AK47 and incendiary bombs to fight a vigorous street battle with anti-government elements?

In fact, what Lin Nian knows best is that neither Havana nor Afghanistan is his real landing point. The place where he is really summoned is another place on the other side of the ocean. As time goes by, he gradually has a premonition. , as if something summoned him from afar, at every dawn like fire in the sky.

"Don't try too hard, I hope I can see you alive next time I have the opportunity to come to Japan." In the distance, Lin Nianyao shouted the last sentence.

Ryoichi stood there with his hands in his pockets for a while, watching the boy's back submerged in the light, but at this moment he was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed because of the sunlight, and he suddenly felt that his vision was a bit blurred. In the sun, a bouncing golden figure appeared beside the boy, happily circling around the boy?
He pulled out his hand from his pocket and lifted it up to shout something, but at the next moment, he couldn't find that shadow in his line of sight again, the golden shadow was melted into the light, or maybe it wasn't there at all. It's a mirage-like illusion.
He stared blankly for a while, and finally retracted his gaze, and put his hands in his pockets again, thinking that he had misread, turned his head and walked out of the shade of the tree to leave.

At the last moment, he accidentally looked up to the upper part of the residential building, where he saw a girl holding a kitten on the side of the corridor waving to him. He looked up at her and said nothing, just gently Nodding his head to signal, he turned his head and sank into the sunshine of early summer alone.

　ps: understand everything (know almost tone)

　　
　
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