In cos, the post-dimensional wall is cracked

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"Actually, there is no so-called real plan, it's just a little different from what Sawada-kun and the others said." Dazai put his index finger and thumb very close together, and motioned to me that it was really only a little bit, "I and them It's about me and you entering Bailan's territory as undercover agents, and when the game starts, you, Yuchuya, push all the way over and catch Bailan directly."

I straightened my legs and changed to a more comfortable position, waiting for Dazai to continue.

Dazai: "But in fact, after you and I go in, the first thing we want to do is to catch that warlock."

I nodded and urged: "Can you just finish speaking in one breath, and then pause after a few words to die slowly."

Dazai curled his lips, and continued: "First of all, we need to capture that Warlock to get some information before killing him, and then there is Bailan, Bailan's purpose is the ring, you can beat him half to death first, and then throw it to Sawada Tsuna Ji practiced his hands."

I shook my head and retorted Dazai: "If you want to kill that warlock, you have to take him to the underworld, and let the goddess Izanah take his soul away, otherwise he will still be him after reincarnation."

Dazai rubbed his chin, and said, "There really is an underworld. I don't know what the underworld is like? Chuya Chuya, tell me about it?"

Dazai put on a pitiful face, with his eyes wide open, holding my hand by the corner of my clothes and looking at me with pure curiosity. Although I knew he was faking it, I couldn't resist the attack, and my ears were reddish. He tilted his head and pressed the brim of his hat and said, "Really, what is there to say about a place like Huangquan. There is death everywhere, innocent people step into reincarnation, and the souls of guilty people float in Huangquan until they are swallowed Or if you are lucky enough to redeem your sins and enter reincarnation."

"A place so lonely as hell." I concluded.

I looked at Dazai thoughtfully, and warned: "Don't think about committing suicide to get rid of everything, Huangquan is not as simple as you think! A soul like yours can't be darker, there is only one ending. It is to gradually lose oneself in the land of the underworld, become a walking dead and be swallowed by the underworld."

"Wow! It's scary!" Dazai rubbed his arms artificially, and said with a frightened look. "Really, the little dog is guessing at the owner's meaning at will. I didn't think about suicide or anything. I was just thinking, Zhongye, how do you know Huang Quan so well?"

My intuition told me to answer this question seriously, I glanced at Dazai suspiciously, and said, "Huangbatu once stayed in Huangquan for a while."

"That's it." Dazai lowered his brows and didn't know what he was thinking. He clenched his left fist and slapped his open right hand and said, "Then how do we deal with this warlock? First catch him, lock him up, and have a good chat with him." Let's talk, and then send him to Huangquan?"

"No," I corrected him earnestly, "to be precise, we must capture him and send him to the beauty goddess Izanah in person." I emphasized the word "on hand" to indicate that we must make peace with him. Goddess Izanami met her face to face.

"The mother of the gods in the myth, the goddess of the filth of the underworld? Ah, I'm really looking forward to it, she must be a unparalleled beauty!" Dazai's eyes were shining, and he looked very much looking forward to it.

I thought of the beautiful goddess Izanah in my memory, and I couldn't help shivering, and said gloatingly: "That goddess is indeed unparalleled in the world, but it also depends on your luck." If I caught up with that time, I guess Dazai's expression must be comparable to hundreds of millions of famous paintings.When I think of this, I feel happy physically and mentally, even looking at Dazai is quite pleasing to the eye.

Dazai showed a puzzled expression and asked, "What's wrong? Luck?"

I suppressed a smile and replied, "No, it's nothing."

Dazai squinted his eyes: "Forget it, anyway, I will know what you mean when the time comes."

Confidence as always, Dazai, I hope you will still be as confident as you are now.

I thought gloatingly.

Dazai coughed twice, and continued, "Except for that warlock, Bai Lan is the only one. Don't worry about the others, just do what you want."

My eyes lit up: "Finally, I can stretch my muscles and bones and fight hard. Is there any requirement for him to be beaten?"

Dazai thought for a while, and said, "Just take a breath, he may be useful later."

I nodded to Dazai, made a gesture of understanding, and happily stood up from the ground and patted my clothes: "Okay, then I will continue to train those children."

Dazai muttered in a low voice: "I'm a brat, I don't even look at my height, I'm a little self-aware. To some extent, 'Nakahara Chuya' is only ten years old."

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A few days later, Dazai and I set off for Bailan's location.

Bai Lan is quite rampant in this world, and the base is laid out carelessly, as if she is afraid that others will not know.Dazai and I went in unimpeded all the way, and the people inside were in a hurry, but they always stopped when they saw us and nodded to us.

I wondered in my heart, what is the identity of me and Dazai in this world? Why are Peng Gelie and Bailan both trusting them?

Before Dazai of this world left, didn’t it mean that I of this world was dead?Logically speaking, Bailan, who finally caused this kind of result, would not get any good fruit from Dazai, but no matter how you look at it, Bailan is relaxed and doesn't seem to be troubled in the slightest.

That "Dazai" guy, what kind of backhand did he keep? !

It's annoying, I can't think of it.

I rubbed my hair, giving up on torturing my head.

We were taken to the top floor. Bai Lan was boringly building a marshmallow pyramid on the table. His eyes lit up when he saw us, and he said in a tone of a child showing off a toy: "You are here! Look! Surprise! Are you happy? ? And the joy of reuniting after a long absence? I deliberately left him here to see you, Nakaya-chan~"

The sorcerer with yellow hair on his head looked at me with a smile and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Zhongyuan, my current name is Hiroto Fujisaki."

My inhuman eyesight allowed me to see the twitch of his mouth and the crossroads popping out on his forehead. It seemed that he never thought that Prynne would lead us directly to him.

It's just... pretty bald.

And Yato stood behind him on the right, staring blankly at the floor, not knowing what he was thinking, next to him was a girl in a white kimono wearing a crown, who blinked at me slightly when she saw me looking over smile.

This scene, how should I put it, made me want to laugh inexplicably.

I asked Dazai with my eyes if I should make a move now, Dazai nodded slightly at me, I twisted my neck, and rushed towards Hiroto Fujisaki.

Hiroto Fujisaki took a few steps back and ordered Yato to stop me, while Bai Lan smiled and pushed down the cotton candy pyramid, with her toes on the ground from time to time, her hands on the table and watching us like watching a play.

"Scarlet weapon." The girl in the white kimono turned into a Mizuren Taidao in response, and was held by Yato and slashed at me.

Yato and I started fighting, and I yelled at Yato: "Go figure, I'm going to take this guy to hell, can't you just get rid of him?"

Yato didn't answer, and the attack became more and more fierce. Instead, Hiroto Fujisaki replied, "If I go to Huangquan and die, no one will remember him, and he will disappear." A malicious smile appeared on his face, "Dead cleanly."

I frowned: "Where is the difference between the sun and the sun?"

Yato's attack suddenly stopped: "What are you doing?! No, it's nothing, she just doesn't remember."

I said clearly: "I know, it must be Hiroto Fujisaki who did it."

I raised my leg and swept across, kicking Yatou aside, Dazai said, "Stop, Yatou-kun, you can't beat Chuya. If you just want to continue living, we have a way to make you be remembered live, will not disappear."

A trace of hesitation flashed across Yato's face, and he asked, "What is it?"

Dazai: "That is to go to our world."

Yato vetoed it without thinking: "Impossible, I am not the native god of your world, I will only be crushed to death by the law if I go."

Dazai smiled: "Aren't you supposed to be running around in other worlds too? It can be seen that we really have a way. And there are no gods in our world, so it's very suitable for you to come."

Why didn't I know there was such a thing?I'm at a loss.

Dazai paused for a while and continued: "If you go, there are ready-made jobs, the kind with five social insurance and one housing fund. Joining the port mafia and the shrine as an entry gift, the kind certified by the high god." Dazai pointed pointed at me.

I saw that Yato had begun to waver, and the weapon in his hand had turned into a girl standing beside him again.

Dazai added: "Besides, people in our world have a better memory. If I give you a shrine, I will definitely give you a relatively large shrine, and I will have more contact with you."

Mr. Ye Dou, Hong Kong and black model workers think about it?

Fujisaki Hiroto said with a slight warning: "Yato."

Dazai reached out his hand to stop Yato, and said with a smile: "Five insurances and one housing fund, food and housing included, a shrine attached, higher salary, don't you think about it, Yato-kun?"

I also looked at Yato with expectation in my eyes, hoping that Yato would agree and rescue me from the position of a model worker.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Hiroto Fujisaki was about to say something, and I took the marshmallow on Bai Lan's table and threw it into Hiroto Fujisaki's open mouth in a dart-throwing gesture.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" Hiroto Fujisaki was caught off guard by me and coughed non-stop, rolling his eyes and swallowing hard.

Yato thought for a while, took half a step back and said, "Then let me trust you for now." The girl named "Fei" glanced at me, then walked to Hiroto Fujisaki.

I went up and patted him on the shoulder, without stepping on my feet, and said, "I don't just believe it, but I must believe it. Hong Kong and Hei welcome you." A romantic scene of a man with red wine and a locomotive.

A little cool.

I watched Yato's eyes become more and more kind, and told the younger generation as a senior: "Work hard, you will be indispensable to the public funds and the shrine."

Yato responded energetically, and I hope he will always be so energetic in the future.With the happy mood of successfully digging into the corner, I think Hiroshi Fujisaki is quite pleasing to the eye.

"Are you honest, or am I here to make you honest?" I smiled kindly.