The man rescued from Kabukicho

It is early summer,

Rainy season.

Both sides of the stone steps of the temple are full of blue and purple hydrangeas, which is a natural beautiful background,

Cilang stopped and took a picture with his mobile phone.

"As expected of Mr. Big, the number one picture book seller in the whole year,

"Yijiyuan Gongxian praised coolly.

After Jiro took the photo,

Because I'm sorry, I didn't comment on Gongxian's words. I patted Gongxian on the shoulder lightly, and said in a soothing voice: "I didn't have a good time in Kyoto last time. Too much. Are you so unwilling to revisit your old place?"

The fast-growing girl rolled her eyes in an unladylike way, and complained coquettishly: "Who would like to revisit the exile. It's obviously hard to go back."

It's not that Cilang doesn't understand Gongxian's mood.

Two years ago, she was sent to Kyoto by the head of the family because she plotted against her father.

young age,

I lived alone in Kyoto for a whole year,

Ciro asked Kazumi,

Hechen commented that she followed the rules in all aspects,

The grades are quite impressive - this grade certainly does not refer to her excellent school grades, but Cirou wisely did not inquire further.

Because the performance passed the test, at the end of last spring,

Bowstring finally got the owner's permission,

Back to Tokyo.

As a result, one year after returning to Tokyo, because the owner of the house came to Kyoto to attend an international conference, Jiro just wanted to take some pictures of Kyoto scenery as inspiration materials.

As a result, she was named by the head of the family to be Cilang's tour guide, and reluctantly participated in this trip to Kyoto.

However, after getting along for such a long time, Cilang has become more and more familiar with the habits of cats. Since it is an outspoken complaint, whether it is actually to show a gesture of obedience to the owner or is not so reluctant in his heart, in short, it is fine. Treat it as coquetry.

"I'm sorry," Cilang said in a soft tone, persuading, "Hechen was thinking of me. I didn't consider your feelings at the time. However, for ordinary children, being taken by parents to a family that they don't really want to go to Traveling is a common experience that resonates when chatting, so it’s not bad to experience it? Now that you’re here, let’s try to have fun, right?”

Is this an apology or a show of affection, Gongxian complained in his heart.But she didn't notice that the words "parent" and "family trip" made her feel obviously happy.

And Cilang, who has become accustomed to giving He Chenshun and is becoming more and more proficient, although he noticed the change in the girl's expression, he thought that his persuasion was very successful.

The girl nodded reluctantly: "Okay, for Ci Lang's sake."

Ci Lang tilted his head to look at her, and smiled: "Thank you."

Gongxian looked at it for a while, and suddenly waved to the Buddha statue on the mountainside, and said in a friendly and elegant tone of a famous lady: "Master Buddha, there is an immortal fairy Sang here, please deal with it."

Cilang suddenly became shy: "Hello!"

Assistant Zhuwu leisurely followed behind the two beauties, one big and one small, watching them getting along with great interest.

Of course, he prefers to stay at home and watch his little princess and Gao Wei draw drawings and sew clothes, like two busy rabbits, cute and cute.

Turning around the mountain gate, I saw the quaint main body of the temple, and... Granny Fengzao standing next to the receiving monk with her arms around her chest.

Granny Fengzao was wearing a professional mountaineering suit, holding a trekking pole in her hand, and shook her head at them: "You young people, you can't walk as fast as an old woman like me!"

Cilang laughed, always wanting to please Fengzao's mother-in-law's bow string, sticking out his tongue cutely.

Assistant Zhuwu didn't blush, and complimented deliberately exaggeratedly: "As expected of Dean Fengzao, we still have a lot to learn from you."

Although she knew that he was joking, Granny Fengzao was not angry, but she mocked him with deep meaning: "You are so smart, you are so slick, you didn't learn any reliable manners from the young master, and the silly rabbit who hit the tree carefully ran away .”

"I've been taught," Zhuwu's assistant bowed his head and replied sincerely.

Ci Lang sighed in his heart, being with these people, he always felt that his IQ was not enough.

Seeing that the bamboo house seemed to be introspecting, Granny Fengzao was slightly satisfied, and she took control of the situation and said: "Okay, the rules here, if you want to worship Buddha, you must first practice with the master. Let's follow this master to go inside. Be careful not to open your mouth without authorization. .”

So everyone fell silent according to the words, and followed the monk into the gate of the temple.

This temple was originally a temple in the Heian era. The overall layout imitated the Fuchang Temple, a temple in the Tang Dynasty in China. However, when it was restored and rebuilt, like other cultural buildings in this city, it was adjusted according to the overall style of Kyoto created, with a strong style. Kyoto atmosphere.

Since it was rebuilt, it has a long history. It is said that because politicians are very effective in praying here, it has been closed to the outside world since a certain age, and non-noble guests cannot enter.

Cilang himself didn't really believe in these things, and after hearing about the rules, he inevitably had the question "Aren't all beings equal before the Buddha?"

However, perhaps because of the small number of visitors, this temple is indeed quiet and quiet. Every tree and leaf has been carefully cared for, full of Zen, very much like a famous temple should be.

Therefore, under the leadership of the monks, we sat cross-legged on the futon and meditated. Everyone was infected by the atmosphere and did not dare to make any noise.

The monk holds a bamboo ruler in his hand and examines it silently.

Cilang heard a "pop", followed by a low hiss from Zhuwu's assistant, and then a reprimand from the monk master: "Meditate!"

It turned out that the assistant of the bamboo house was hit by the bamboo ruler. Such a thick bamboo ruler must hurt his shoulder. Thinking of this, Cilang suddenly felt a pain in his right shoulder and heard a "pop" at the same time.

"No fugue!"

...I'm sure, it hurts.

Cilang couldn't help thinking, this is basically fishing to enforce the law, and how did the master see it?

This time it was the left shoulder, and Cilang couldn't hold back a whimper.

Master sternly reprimanded: "I will not change after repeated teaching!"

Cirou took a deep breath, trying to put aside distracting thoughts.

But at this time, Granny Fengzao couldn't help laughing, which made both Assistant Zhuwu and Cilang laugh.

The bamboo ruler rang three times in succession.

The monk sighed, sat down on the head, and began to read scriptures in a low voice.

Everyone was quiet before they knew it, and their miscellaneous thoughts were all turned into nothingness.

"The bowstring is so powerful," Cilang rubbed his shoulders when he finally finished his practice and began to visit the monastery under the guidance of the monks, praising the bowstring which did not touch the bamboo ruler.

But Gongxian didn't take it seriously, and said in a low voice: "It's just that you don't think about anything. For people who basically don't care about anything, it's the simplest thing. Uncle comes to the temple, maybe he can become an eminent monk."

An eminent monk dedicated to Buddha?

"Then I don't want it anymore," Cilang replied impatiently, even though it was just a hypothesis.

Gongxian smiled and joked, "It's such a good relationship."

Until the end of the visit, the tips of Cilang's ears were red.

Sitting in the back porch of the monastery, the monks brought a large plate of iced watermelon.

Appreciating the mountains and rivers, iced watermelon, with the chirping of cicadas and the breeze blowing the wind chimes, the taste of early summer is here.

Assistant Takeya breathed a sigh of relief, and said bluntly: "It's great to come here. I really can't appreciate Kabuki."

Gongxian deliberately said: "Hey, isn't Zhuya-san always open to beauties? He is very famous."

Assistant Zhuwu didn't mean to deny it at all, and said frankly: "I'm already a good man."

"Well," Gongxian responded with an ambiguous tone, and then changed the subject, "Without the shield of Takeya-san, uncle is really in trouble."

Assistant Zhuwu waved his hand: "There is no need to worry about that. How could an excellent assistant not cultivate a woman. It is hard to find a single-minded man, and there is no such thing as a lecherous man."

Bowstring points to Cilang.

Assistant Zhuwu snickered: "Miss, do you want to say that the dean is not a 'good color'?"

Gongxian had nothing to say, and rolled his eyes at the sky: "You men really don't have any sense of shame. Most of you."

Ci Lang's ears turned red again, and he said helplessly, "You two, don't just bring others into the conversation."

Jiro had heard about the various fallacies of Assistant Takeya from Takao.

When I first learned that Takao and Assistant Takeya were together, Jirou, who had heard Assistant Takeya's flower name from Kazutomi, was very worried, because no matter how I thought about it, at the time when Assistant Takeya first met Takao-kun, Takao-kun was very worried. In a state where it is easy to be taken advantage of.

For this reason, Jiro also blamed himself for not caring enough about Takao-kun at that time.

But in the past two years, the relationship between the two of them has been very good. Moreover, as the friendship with Takao deepened, Jiro gradually realized that although Takao has a big heart, he is actually a very introverted person when it comes to his own thoughts. , Sometimes even I am embarrassed to confide in Cilang.

This kind of Takao trusts Assistant Takeya more and more. It can be seen that Assistant Takeya must be very attentive to Takao.And with the testimony of Hechen, Zhuwu's assistant really took it easy, so Cilang no longer worried too much.

After noticing the change in Cirou's attitude, Takao became more frank with Cirou. Through him, Cirou also discovered that there are indeed all kinds of weirdos in the world, not only his big cat.

Assistant Takeya and his ex-wife, although they don't have any feelings for each other, are completely the same kind of people.

For example, some time ago, Zhuwu Assistant’s ex-wife made a video call. The purpose was to ask Zhuwu Assistant to help her find out her new Saudi rich boyfriend. The two of them faced the screen and discussed happily. , their daughter was listening on the sidelines, leaving Takao stunned.

When Takao, who was in an awkward position, euphemistically suggested to the parents "should we keep a little love fantasy for the little princess", the ex-wife looked at Takao with a cute expression, but instead educated him earnestly: "Bamboo House and I To leave her a legacy, what she needs is not some love fantasy, but an understanding of the importance of a prenuptial agreement from an early age."

Although the bamboo house did not make a sound, it seemed to have a meaning.

For another example, when she learned that Zhuwu had a boyfriend, the first reaction of the ex-wife was: I lost.Because she was in the window period at the time.

And after meeting with Takao sporadically two or three times, including the above-mentioned video call, there was no sign of jealousy at all, and it could even be said that he was ready to move.

However, when she heard that Zhuya was jealous of this, she was very surprised, and sighed sadly to Zhuya: You are old and can't do it anymore, I will never become like you.

Bamboo House was noncommittal, but replied persuasively: Try it, maybe you will also feel that it feels good to really like someone.

But she didn't want to listen, so Zhuwu didn't persuade her any more.

Takao once sighed to Jiro, saying that he felt that Takeya and his ex-wife are like young boys and girls who have been changing people and playing love games.

"What a 'sexy man', he's just a puberty kid," Takao complained like this at the time, laughing, "However, Takeya seems to have finally grown up a bit now."

Because he smiled happily, Cilang was finally completely relieved.

The worrying process in the past two years is almost like marrying a daughter, Ci Lang has felt so emotionally towards He Chen.

Thinking of Hechen, I miss him a little.

Fengzao's mother-in-law cleared her throat, and then Gongxian and Takeya's assistant suddenly became serious, and talked about the tea ceremony in a decent manner.

Surrounded by the majestic old cat, the little black cat and the cunning three-colored cat, Cilang misses his big cat very much.

After resting, it's time to say goodbye.

Zhuwu's assistant went to handle the offerings given by the dean, and Cilang also bowed devoutly, made a wish, and dropped a thousand-yuan note into the money-cleaning box.

Walking out of the temple gate and stepping on the stone steps, Gongxian asked, "Why don't you throw more?"

Cirou answered frankly: "[-] yen is already a lot. I can buy two boxes of convenience store lunches, which are all my living expenses for the previous day."

After a while, Gongxian said: "But you are very rich now. The three volumes of the picture books in the series are all hot sellers, and there will be a set coming out soon, right?"

Cilang seemed to have thought of something happy, and replied: "All the money earned over there must be paid back to Hechen, and it will be automatically transferred to Hechen's account. I owe him 6000 million. Now I can see the money back It's dawn."

Gong Xian complained suspiciously: "But, Uncle just transferred the interest of your account to me for practicing hands last month, and he also said that if you win, you'll get it, and if you lose, I'll pay for it."

what?

Ciro suddenly turned his head to look at Gongxian.

Gong Xian suddenly had a clear face, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked: "Have you been tricked by your uncle into signing any strange documents? There is an original comparison. Forging signatures is a piece of cake for the Yijiyuan consortium, and borrowing money is not very good." Operation, the proof of repaying the loan, the difficulty is very low. Oh, congratulations, you have been free for a long time, Mr. Mochizuki Jiro."