Illness Men's Manual

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The divided timeline is like the sea level is about to rise to the sun.

On one side is the sparkling sea, and on the other side is the blue sky with alternating clouds.

Will always meet at some point.

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"Chuya! You've grown taller!"

One day, Wuzhi and Wuzhi discovered that there seemed to be some changes in the Central Plains, and under her constant observation, she pulled the Central Plains onto the measuring ruler.

Hearing the exclamation, Zhongyuan Zhong also froze his body immediately, turned his head a little bit like a slow shot of an old-fashioned movie, and looked at the scale line above his head.

The unshakeable 160 position seems to have really moved up one notch, becoming...

161.

Like a milestone, it marks the long years of hard work finally bearing fruit.

Yes!real!of!

With a mere millimeter difference, gorgeous fireworks exploded in his mind, and his eyes instantly turned into sparkling seas, shining with unnamed stars.

"Tsk, it's only one centimeter."

Zhong Yuanzhong also tried his best to hold down the slightly trembling voice, and walked down pretending to be nonchalant.

"This shows that it is still useful, and it is thanks to the time in the West."

Yuriri rubbed his chin and analyzed that although he was a little surprised that he had only grown a centimeter after so many years, he really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Well, because the jurisdiction over there is too loose, it took me almost no time to settle the turmoil in the past."

The corners of Nakahara Chuya's lips curled up, even if it took some time, Wuori would show up in time to help him get off work quickly.

"Although the air over there is not very good, there are wind and sand everywhere." After thinking about it with Kiriori, Yokohama or Tokyo are more suitable.

"Hey, don't be too picky, I was transferred to work."

Zhongyuan Zhong also snorted softly, stretched his waist, and opened a bottle of red wine excitedly after a while.

Yuwuzhi looked at him.

Sure enough, I am still very happy.

Although only a centimeter taller.

However, it can be considered the achievements of the past few years. This should be the longest wish she has ever received, to accompany the orange-haired boy in a human form.

Perhaps because of the Rage God's carrier, Yuwuori's special physique has almost no influence around him, and the energy that has been continuously inhaled will also be released with the help of Yuwuori.

The high-intensity destructive power is better played in an open place like the west.

"Are you going to rest for a while when you come back this time?" Yuwuzhi tilted his head, knelt on the sofa and hugged the pillow in a nonchalant manner.

...like a cat.

Although I was trying various human forms, the result was more like some kind of small animal.

Nakahara Chuya paused with the cup in his hand, coughed a few times unnaturally, and finally answered: "It seems not possible. After the suppression of the western forces is over, Chief Sen intends to develop a few outside lines."

Especially after Osamu Dazai defected, his work has increased a lot.

Zhongya, who was on a business trip almost all the time, was almost too busy to stop during that time, his face became gloomy, and half of the joy of growing tall was washed away.

Looking at him with Wuzhi, he probably understood what Nakahara was thinking.

She has remained silent in this regard, after all, she was also regarded as a defector by the High Commissioner at that time.

It's just that Zhongyuan Zhong was obviously more angry. His car was bombed, and he was still downstairs in his house. At that time, the low air pressure was maintained for almost half a month.

Yuwuori once offered to help him find Osamu Dazai, but was rejected.

As he spoke, he vowed to find him with his own hands, that guy killed him, and then crushed the thing in his hand bitterly.

...it's pretty similar to someone.

Yuwuori agreed perfunctorily, just as she also hates troublesome things.

After that, it was a business trip to the west with Nakahara Chuya. Through this period of getting along, Wuzhi and Wuzhi seemed to understand how Nakahara Chuya's determination to be Mafia came from.

Many times, Yuri would unconsciously shift the attention of the crowd to him.

When the decisive Mafia cadres are walking on the road, they will send lost children to the intersection, help the old lady cross the road, and stop to watch a white rose by the wall.

... As a human being, he cherishes everything around him.

It's completely different from some arrogant white-haired teenager.

Jean and Wuzhi couldn't help being curious, and followed in the footsteps of Nakahara Chuya to understand the short and complicated life of human beings.

"What are you thinking?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also keenly aware that she was distracted, as if recalling something, she had a short and never-before-seen expression.

What is it that God is so concerned about... something?

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but speculate, and felt that this was a bit of a gaffe, so he could only take a sip of red wine without any image, and the alcohol reaction quickly made his cheeks blush.

Yuwuzhi shook his head: "Then do you have to work again?"

"what."

Zhong Yuan, who was a little dazed, replied casually, "After a few days of rest, I will probably go on a business trip again. It seems that I am going to Tokyo. I have already reached a negotiation with the religious forces there."

"...Ah? Religious forces?"

Doubts floated in Wuzhi's eyes, and it didn't feel like an organization in the same field.

"Well, it is said that it is a newly established famous magician's group, and Chief Mori intends to cooperate." Nakahara Zhongya yawned, and the short-term emotional ups and downs were followed by drowsiness and alcohol hypnosis.

After excessive excitement, the spirit will fall into fatigue.

"Conjurer...?"

I have some doubts with Wuzhi, didn't it mean that the world of magic and supernatural powers do not negotiate with each other?

"That's right, you should also know about conjurers, they are very old professions." Zhong Yuanzhong also recalled the information on the materials, remembering that the first time we met was also because of the conjuration spirit.

"Hmm." After thinking about it for a while, Kiriori seemed to have never heard of any religious forces related to conjurers in Tokyo.

"Is it... the curse master?" Yuwuzhi hesitated.

"I didn't expect you to really understand." Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed, playing with the silver coin in his hand and throwing it up, his eyes followed the coin up and down, with a slightly childish expression.

This is the proof that Zhongyuan Zhongye was drunk.

Fortunately, I didn't drink too much, and it was a very low-alcohol red wine, otherwise it wouldn't be as quiet as it is now.

"No matter what it is, the value of people is far more important than identity."

A slightly hoarse voice came out of his mouth, his cobalt blue eyes were as beautiful and bright as glass beads, and the stars gathered in his eyes, but the stars always stopped on the same figure inadvertently.

He blinked, then yawned and moved his eyes away.

"Anyway, enjoy this short break."

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Speaking of which, I haven't been back to the shrine with Kiriori for a long time.

After going to the west, I seldom fly back to Tokyo. Sometimes I just go to see if Mikage is back. After all, the position of the land god is still vacant.

Nakahara Nakaya is very interested in the shrine with Kiriori, but he has never had time to visit it.

Of course, Kiriori didn't really want him to visit either.

After all, there are still a few rather difficult angels in the shrine, as well as artifacts that she has forgotten.

Wu Zhixiang, who felt that he was not very responsible, was about to go back and have a look.

Without her jurisdiction and restraint, those curse spirits probably wouldn't have stayed in the shrine, and they came out after Wuzhi specially greeted Zhongya Nakahara.

Compared with before disappearing at every turn and then appearing suddenly, Zhong Yuanzhong is more and more used to the existence of the other party.

Familiar taste.

The screen turns.

There were bursts of crisp and pleasant voices in the mountains and forests.

He landed on his toes with Kiriori, rolled up the hair next to his ears, and looked up at the shrine that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Although the plaque is still as dilapidated as ever, it can be seen that someone is usually cleaning it, so it is not dirty.

Lanterns flickered under the eaves.

She turned her head and stepped on the stone road, following the rows of lacquered red torii gates, she felt a sense of time and space confusion.

"Yo, I'm finally willing to come back."

Yuriu raised his eyes, and a black figure leaning lazily by the torii gate came into his eyes. The black-haired man folded his arms and raised his eyes slightly.

It turned out that Fu Heisher was always there.

Stopped in place with Kiriori.

Fu Heisher looked at Wu Zhi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and suddenly asked, seeing her in a daze, "What? Did you get your body?"

"……No."

Yuwuzhi froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"Ah?" Fu Heishan frowned suddenly, propping his waist with his broad palms, and leaning forward to her: "Then why are you walking slowly, and the breath on your body has also faded a lot."

After thinking about it with Kiriori, this should be attributed to the Aragami carrier.

"So you've been out for so long, what have you been doing?"

Sure enough, it was complained.

Yuwuzhi felt that it was a novelty, so the artifact cared so much about her?

"Although it's not the same as what I thought before, I still have to complete the priesthood first." Walking into the shrine with Wuzhi, the hall still looks the same.

There are a lot more fun objects.

The real guy must have brought it back, and Wuzhi suddenly bent his lips.

"Huh?" Fu Heisher let go of his hand and followed in, twitching the corner of his scarred mouth, "Don't tell that brat that he hasn't grown taller after all these years?"

"........."

Wuzhi coughed and looked left and right: "Where did the other guys go?"

"whispering sound……"

Fuheshier's dark eyes dimmed for a moment, and he stretched out his hand to pull Wuzhi over.

The distance between the two was extremely close in an instant, and he put his head on top of Wu Zhi's head, and said lazily, "It's so cold."

Perhaps because the tone was too casual, Yuriri simply turned his head and silently looked at the artifact hanging on his body.

"What do you think I'm doing? Can't you just complain a little?"

Yuri had no expression on his face, and even pushed away his hand with some disgust, how could he be like a dog.

"Have you stayed in the shrine?"

Fu Heisher sneered, "How is it possible, it's just that I just lost all my money today and came back to take a look."

"Where did you get the money?"

"I picked up some outer pieces." Fu Heisher stretched out his fingertips and tugged at her hair, and she patted it off mercilessly, before he said slowly: "As for them..."

"I've always been determined to play the game of finding objects, but I seem to have discovered something novel, and I haven't been at the shrine for a while."

The light and shadow under the eaves of the window shone on the two of them, and Wuzhi was thinking with downcast eyes. There was no news about the other two fingers, and it was obvious that they were deliberately hidden.

"What novelty?"

Yuri frowned, those guys wouldn't be so active without the whereabouts of their fingers, after all, it has been delayed for so long.

Fu Heisher tilted his head, "Ah, I just heard that one of the fingers is in the hand of the current leader of the Panxing Sect."

After speaking, he sat down cross-legged by the window, propping his forehead with one hand, the corners of his sharp eyes were elongated and narrowed into a meaningful arc.

The ferocious and wild aura remained unchanged.

"Remember, the Panxing Sect at that time was my burial place."

Yuwuzhi was stunned, his upright body was pulled off by Fu Heisher unexpectedly, and he was forced to half sit beside him, "Why is it there?"

"I'm not very curious. I just heard that after the Panxing Sect changed its leader, it became a group of curse masters. It raised funds everywhere and became even bigger than before."

"..." and Wuzhi fell into silence.

Pan Xing teaches...

religious groups...

...No.