Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

"Okay, that's about it."

Kodai Miyamoto fed the rice grains brought back by Taketori Che to the comatose patient, and Osamu Dazai's complexion improved a lot in his sleep.

Taketori Che also secretly heaved a sigh of relief seeing this scene.

She was also worried that [Disqualification in the World] would block the effect of the "medicine".

But after thinking about it, the essence of "medicine" exists in the rice grains, which itself has the effect of detoxification and blood enrichment.

This is like a supernatural product [Donkey-hide gelatin that makes people happy after eating], then it has two functions of "happy after taking it" and "blood-enriching". But donkey-hide gelatin itself is a blood-enriching substance, and the ability will not resist the actual effect of the item itself.

The old scholar stood up and left the cabin to wash his hands outside. Taketori Che rolled his eyes and saw a little furry butt protruding from the back of the chair next to him, and immediately coughed twice.

Gummy poked her head and saw her, and immediately ran out of the hiding place happily, and threw herself into the arms of her master, refusing to leave.

"No big problem, right?" Taketori Chetsu was referring to whether there was any problem with Miyamoto Kodai.

Gummy: ... Is it a big problem that he is your ancestor?

Doesn't it count?

The boss who has a horrible aura doesn't think it's a big problem, so I have nothing to worry about.

So the nervous little penguin cub shook his head, and then happily buried his head in her palm.

——It hasn't sucked the owner for a whole week!

Yes, when you suck on a pet, the pet might suck on you too.

Suddenly, hearing footsteps outside, Taketori quickly stuffed the little penguin into his pocket, stood up and found the gray-haired professor waving to him outside the cabin door, signaling her to come out.

Taketori Che hurriedly left here lightly, and closed the door by the way.

The two sat by the burning bonfire, and Miyamoto asked her about what happened along the way. When he heard that the son of Bianruo had entrusted her, it turned into flying ashes and dissipated. Grief and guilt.

His true identity is Kuro Hirata, the imperial son who possesses the power of Ryuyin.According to the agreement, after absorbing the "Dragon Tears", he condensed the power of the Dragon God in his body, and then fell asleep in the "cradle" incarnated by the Son of Transformation. The three of them headed to the west together...but in the end, he still couldn't see off his old friend in person. last side.

"Did she leave with a smile?" Miyamoto Ko asked.

Taketori Che didn't understand why he cared so much about this matter, but still nodded: "Yes."

"……That's good."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the girl felt that the old man in front of her was exhausted and lonely at a certain moment, like a lonely traveler exiled in the long river of time.

Gathering his mind, the old man said to her: "Next we have to speed up the progress, [Sura Wolf] is not a vegetarian, he will soon notice the abnormalities in Xianfeng Temple and along the road."

"What else do we need to do?"

"If you want to defeat the wolf, you must obtain 'Dragon Tears'." Miyamoto Koda said vaguely, deliberately omitting the fact that "Dragon Tears must be given to the imperial child to drink". .

"Currently, the four materials to go to Yuanzhi Palace are 'Cherry Blossom Branch', 'Dwelling Stone', 'Scented Perfume Lotus' and 'Imperial Child's Blood', we have already collected the first two, and the rest My blood needs your blood and mine to purify, and a scented lotus."

In fact, Taketori Che's blood is not needed at all, Miyamoto's own blood will work.But helplessly, Miyamoto Kodai and Osamu Dazai agreed to temporarily keep the identity of their ancestors secret in front of the girl, and now they can only use Taketoriche's blood as a cover to pretend to purify it, so as to obtain [The blood of the imperial son].

Completely kept in the dark, Taketori Che nodded solemnly: "Understood, I will give you the blood later."

After a pause, she said, "I'll go to sleep for an hour first, I'm really too sleepy. Professor, please wake me up in an hour, and I'll go to find Shui Lian."

"Okay." The old man said while picking up the alarm clock to set the time, "If Tsushima-kun and I are not in the camp after you come back, then go directly to the cave where the stone of dwelling is enshrined, which is where we first met."

"No problem." Taketori Che yawned and got up and went back to sleep in the cabin.

When she went in, she looked at Dazai's condition, and found that the wounds on his body had healed, and the poison had been released. She immediately sighed secretly that the son of change is awesome. It is indeed the "cradle" that can carry the power of the dragon god. has passed away.

She found two plane seats that hadn't been dismantled and put them together, put a coat on herself, lay down and fell into a tired sleep within three seconds.

Only fudge is left, and we continue to let the air out bitterly.

After an unknown amount of time, Osamu Dazai woke up from his stupor. Although his head was still a little dizzy, he already felt much better—it was like the feeling of a heatstroked person who is exhausted after drinking a lot of water to dissipate heat, but finally revived.

He turned his head and found the little penguin lying on the top of the back of the seat in a daze, and the half-race girl dozing off with her coat on.

Taketori Che looked completely exhausted.

Normally, once he woke up, the girl in front of him would also wake up within a few seconds. ——Although according to Taketori Che's own words, it is "the vigilance of a mercenary", but Osamu Dazai knows that she is actually just a light sleeper and has no sense of security.

But this time she didn't wake up immediately, which also showed how hard she was.

The black-haired young man pushed away the aviation blanket on his body and sat up slowly. His eyes fell on Taketori Che's quiet and peaceful face, and he stared at it for a long time.He didn't know what to think of, and couldn't help laughing silently.

Then Dazai stood up slowly, covered the other party with the blanket he was originally covering, and then gestured to Gummy to keep quiet, and then went out with the help of the cabin wall.

The little penguin blinked its gray peas and stared at the back of the young man.

Miyamoto Koda didn't expect him to get up so quickly, and he was a little amazed immediately.

"It's nothing surprising. The effect of the medicine is very strong. It's been a long time since I've experienced an item with such powerful medicinal power." Osamu Dazai sat by the campfire and instructed weakly, "Please bring me a glass of warm water."

Miyamoto Kodai sat still: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "You want me to keep it a secret, so go get me a glass of water."

Miyamoto stood up reluctantly: "I am an old man."

Osamu Dazai: "I'm still a patient."

But Dazai finally drank warm water, and before he drank it, he asked meanly, "You didn't add your blood this time, did you?"

Miyamoto Hang's old face turned dark: "Do you like to drink or not, do you think I will give the blood of Long Yin to others indiscriminately?"

The black-haired young man was not angry, but analyzed calmly: "That kind of power, you still need to nod and agree with yourself to take effect. Otherwise, the blood is just ordinary blood."

"That's right." The old scholar sat back in his seat with a serious look on his face. "After the wolf betrayed me, I never gave anyone the power of the dragon Yin. That power will distort people's way of life and existence value. Only On that night 14 years ago... I felt the turmoil in my blood, as if fate was revealing a corner of the mystery to me. I knew that the opportunity I had been waiting for for 400 years had finally come, and I had to save that child. "

"But since then, you haven't paid attention to Ah Che again." Dazai stared into his eyes, trying to judge the old man's true intentions, "You can rest assured that she will grow into what you need as you wish. Talents?"

Speaking of this question, Miyamoto Koda showed a small smile: "Who do you think found her master?"

——People who have lived for 400 years, no matter how indifferent to fame and wealth, will have some accumulated contacts.

Osamu Dazai did not know the details of the [book] because of the secrecy of its previous holders. When he heard this statement today, he immediately asked in surprise: "[The wiremaker] Liang Lihui is yours?"

"No, it's just that he owed me a big favor at the time, and he was also the closest to the battlefield and the only person with emergency rescue capabilities to save the child." Miyamoto Koda sighed, "It happened suddenly, I didn't expect the Middle East There are also descendants of my bloodline, so I can only use the ability of [Winner] to re-fix the fate of that child and this world. But the disciple of the Dragon Kingdom was a temporary idea, I just hope he can save her life. ...Of course, as a boyfriend, you have also seen the price of a fixed fate, right?"

The black-haired young man didn't refute the title, but said in a deep voice, "[Life out of control], right, it wouldn't go out of control. If you follow the growth path of the normal world, Ah Che's ability should be [My life]— —It can be called a weakened version of [Book].”

The head of the port mafia has a lot of secrets, but with the old-timers he can reveal a little.

"The world we live in has a very dangerous tendency to destroy." Miyamoto Kodai, as a senior who also once held the [book], knows this well, "Whether it is the hidden places abandoned by gods in every corner of the world, or The artifacts hidden in it, or the ruins and power proofs left by the gods, as well as the group of supernatural beings... all show that this is not a normal world."

After a pause, he concluded: "I am using my own method to save the world and accomplish what was supposed to be done 400 years ago. Once the power of Long Yin spreads out of Weiming Land, it will bring a terrible crisis to the outside world. "

"And Tsushima-kun, you also have someone you want to protect... For that person, you will not hesitate to fight against the crisis of the entire world. In this regard, you and I are of the same kind."

"..."

Osamu Dazai had a gloomy face and did not answer. Although Kuro Hirata has given up owning [books] now, the term "manual maturity" is not a joke.

No matter how gentle and firm the young master of the Hirata family was in the past, and how clear his eyes were.But after hundreds of years of ups and downs, he has learned to hide all emotions in his heart.

You know, at the age of six, he can become a precocious person who can give the blood of Long Yin to a dying ninja and resurrect him to wake him up.

In fact, the consciousness of this world likes to choose the saddest and most distorted fate scripts, just like amplifying the consequences of "Murphy's Law" countless times, applying them to reality, and watching countless tiny human beings try to save the world And go on and on, fighting between the ugly humanity and the selfless brilliance, playing the hymn called "courage", and then happily starting the next round of destruction rhythm.

It's downright cheap.

But even so, human beings still want to save it, tirelessly, and save the world without fear of sacrifice.

Because this is the land and home that everyone lives on, no matter how twisted and dangerous it is, it is still "home".

Whether it is Miyamoto Kodai or Dazai Osamu, they don't want the world to end like this.

They are the firewood, the firewood, the new hope and the dying past.

Osamu Dazai took a deep breath: "I have no one to protect."

"Lying is a very painful feeling, and I just feel sorry for those who are numb to it." Miyamoto smiled and stroked his beard. "It's more pitiful than a bad old man who can't die after living for 400 years."

"I don't need others to pity me." Osamu Dazai replied, "I don't care. I only care about whether my goals can be achieved."

Professor Miyamoto was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, but finally he said: "Of course, of course, you and I are all people who strive for certain goals all our lives. In fact, I can wait another 400 years, but Tsushima Sir, do you understand that feeling?"

Want to die, want peace, want to forget all pain, want... freedom.

Speaking of this, Osamu Dazai couldn't help but show him a look of pity and regret.

Too poor not to have the freedom to choose death.What qualifications do you, an old man, have to sympathize with me?

The two poor creatures sympathized with each other for a while, when the alarm clock next to the old man suddenly rang, and it turned out that it had been an hour.

After a while, Taketori came out of the room rubbing his eyes, saw Osamu Dazai sitting there drinking water, and immediately jumped over happily: "Old..."

Dazai's naturally iris-colored eyes glanced at her, his smile was eager but his eyes were slightly cold: "Huh?"

What are you calling me?

"Ye Zang!" Taketori Che changed his words immediately, and then hugged his neck like a little girl who really saw his lover struggling back from life and death, acting like a baby, with a very natural expression of nostalgia, "Wuwu Woo you woke up!"

"Sorry for worrying you, Che. Thank you for the medicine."

Dazai also immediately restrained his coldness, the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyebrows were slightly curved, and he stretched out his hand to touch her cheek... He couldn't help pinching her twice, it felt super good, no wonder slugs like to pinch this little silly dog's face.

Taketori Che secretly made a question mark.

——Boss Crab, don't be assimilated by Pai Daxing!

Fortunately, in front of his ancestors, Dazai was too embarrassed to keep flirting with his fake girlfriend and his real subordinates, so he quickly comforted her for a while, and flicked her away.

After resting again, Taketori Che drew a tube of blood for Professor Miyamoto, and set foot on the road to search for the scented lotus, but after leaving the camp far away, she suddenly took out one from her pocket. Little Penguin.

Gummy is making an uncomfortably "fart".

Taketori Che quickly stroked the soft fur on the top of its head, and then stretched out his hand to brush off the long hair on its belly.

On Gummy's belly, strapped to a working bug.

"Ha..." Taketori Che, who put on the earphones, was in an extremely complicated mood, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, "I see."