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"...Thank you?" Feng He was flattered and stretched out his hand to take the small bamboo basket that Yoshioka Tomioka pushed in front of her.

The first thing she got after coming to this world was a small bamboo basket.Feng He strangely placed the bamboo basket in her little corner.

Because Chaoli's family failed to achieve their goals, Fenghe spent the next few days in the market town inquiring about news and trying to understand some basic common sense about the world, such as prices and the like.

She was not in a hurry to find Giotto, but happened to meet G who was shopping in the market town.

Feng He looked at the empty back of the red-haired youth: "Did you come alone?"

There are three big bags hanging on G's body, one in his arms, and one in each of his left and right hands. Feng He just looks at him and feels that he is working hard.But G himself didn't seem to feel the weight at all: "That guy Giotto was invited to help."

Anyway, there was nothing wrong with her left and right, Feng He rolled her eyes and asked friendlyly: "Do you need my help?"

The girl looked weak and small, and she didn't look like she could carry a heavy load at all. G hesitated for a moment, remembering what Giotto asked him to do, and handed the lightest bag in his arms to the girl: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble!" Feng He happily took the things and asked, "Why did Giotto go to help?"

She didn't chat with the blond young man in detail last time, she only knew that he was a businessman.

"Monsters that can eat people appeared in the north of the market town." G explained: "When I first came to Japan, I lived in a village in the north for a while, so I received their favor."

Feng He nodded clearly: "Does the man-eating monster refer to ghosts?"

"Ghost?" G looked puzzled, apparently unfamiliar with the pronoun "ghost".

Feng He saw that G knew nothing about ghosts, so he planned to practice his knowledge: "Shall we help Giotto too?"

"what?"

"Aren't you worried about Giotto? That's a monster that can eat people!" Feng He tried his best to exaggerate his words to make his words extremely seductive: "Isn't Giotto dangerous alone?"

G remembered that when Giotto was forced to abdicate by the Second Emperor in Italy, he overthrew the five Second Emperor's guardians alone with a smile and hesitated: "Is it okay?"

"Fortunately, I'm not sure. In fact, you want to go too, right?" Feng He tirelessly urged.

She was right. Carrying two bags of things, G walked involuntarily to the north of the market town.Although Giotto is very strong and has the cheating skill of super intuition, this person will always be nervous in strange places, which makes people feel uneasy.

But... G's eyes fell on the pink-haired girl walking beside him with a bag in her arms.

Shouldn't ordinary people run away when they hear a man-eating monster?

He hesitated for a moment, but asked directly: "Aren't you afraid?"

"What?" Feng He looked up.The tattoo on the young man's side face first caught her attention: "What do I have to be afraid of? You can solve it?" She just wanted to get an assist QVQ

"Yes." G subconsciously responded.

The girl smiled and rolled her eyes: "Then let's go quickly! Let'go!"

G suddenly heard Yunshou's native language and was a little uncomfortable: "Do you speak English?"

"Because I come from another country just like you." Facing G, who is also a foreigner, Feng He was able to let go and said: "For some unexplainable reasons, I want to stay here for a while to go home."

G didn't ignorantly ask the girl why she didn't want to talk about it, but chatted about another point in her words: "Where is your home?"

Fenghe is a poor student in history.

She wanted to blurt out China, but when she thought about it carefully, according to the age of this world, the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties would still be in China, right?

She thought hard, and G interpreted the girl's hesitation as "I can't say it", so he said empathetically, "It's fine if I can't say it, sorry, it wasn't intentional."

... It's not impossible to say, the main reason is that I don't know which dynasty it is now.There have been 5000 years in China, and I don’t know which 100 years you are now.

Fenghe had no choice but to acquiesce in the statement of "can't say".

Her current personality in G's eyes must be very complicated.

People in the northern village knew G, so they were greeted by the villagers as soon as they entered the village.

"Why are you here too? Isn't Giotto already here?"

"This little girl is...?"

Feng He smiled at those who were curious about her.

Osamu Dazai was at the forefront, and even without the villagers to guide him, he found the direction where the "ghost" existed.The closer he got, the more he could smell the stench emanating from the "ghost".

He turned his head with some disgust: "Xiao Fenghe, this ghost is too stinky, can I apply for it back in the magic book? The little dwarf is good at fighting, let the little dwarf do it."

After hearing Dazai Osamu's words, Feng He sniffed subconsciously: "Why didn't I smell anything?"

There is only some smoky wood burning gas in the air, and something should have burned here.

G looked down at her: "What do you smell?"

Unexpectedly, G's ears are so good, Feng He was stunned for a moment before smiling: "I said——there seems to be something burnt here."

"Ah..." G's expression seemed to know something: "You will know later."

Looking at the traces in the village, the battle line seems to be very long.Fenghe and G walked in about ten households before they heard the movement of the fight.Fenghe also caught a faint glimpse of the fire.

She gave Osamu Dazai a wink for him to go up and take a look.

Osamu Dazai had no choice but to float to the place where the fire was shining, holding his nose with a bitter face.In just three seconds, he quickly flew back to Feng He, as if he had forgotten the smell: "Little Feng He! His head will burst into flames!"

???

People always lack imagination for things they have never seen.Feng He didn't understand Dazai Osamu's words, which was made up of every word she was familiar with, but she was shocked.

With a roar, a humanoid figure fell out of the house.There is still a little spark burning on its body.

Fenghe has been protected by G from the beginning, she poked her head out carefully and looked at the human figure on the ground, it was not Giotto: "Is this a monster that can eat people?"

G wanted to answer, but Giotto, who came out randomly, heard the girl's voice and preempted the conversation: "Miss Tomoyo?"

The others arrived before the sound came, Feng He turned his gaze along the room where the sound came from, and what he saw was the orange flame burning on the forehead of the blond young man.

Fenghe: Pupil earthquake.

It turns out that Mr. Dazai was not talking nonsense!

"Xiao Fenghe...you have your thoughts written all over your face, huh?"

Feng He smiled to cover up: "Gui'an, Giotto."

While speaking, the ghost who was seriously injured on the ground got up again.There is a saying in Huaguo that "you should pick the weakest persimmons". This is probably true, even ghosts know to pick the weakest bully.

Feng He who was being targeted by ghosts: ...

Because of the presence of G and Giotto, Fenghe couldn't talk to the literary giants who were hiding in the magic book, so he had to keep inputting magic power into it.

The inside of the spellbook was in a frantic mess.

"It stinks! How could it be so stinky!"

"Xiao Fenghe is calling for someone, Dunjun, can you go?"

"Why me! My sense of smell!"

"The animal department is terrible."

"Your tone is completely gloating! Why doesn't Akutagawa go!"

"Mr. Oda, how about you..."

"Trust Dazai."

"Just say you don't want to go either!"

Osamu Dazai behind her pinched his nose and said strangely: "Give up, Xiao Fenghe, ghosts are too smelly for us. Only I will accompany you with this smell, they have no heart."

Everyone in the magic book: ?

Are you Osamu Dazai qualified to say this?

But it won't really be Fenghe's turn to act.

The ghost's gaze fell on her for less than a second before Giotto made a move.The young man was quick and agile, and kicked the ghost hiding in the shadows into the sun in a few strokes.

Before the ghost was completely wiped out, Dazai Osamu quietly went over and touched the remaining orange flame on the ghost's body: "It's warm."

After solving the ghost, the villagers warmly invited them to stay for dinner.

It's okay for them to go back, so all three of them accepted the invitation.The village chief only took the villagers to thank him briefly and left them private space.

"Is there a question I can ask?" Feng He raised his hand.

Giotto still had a piece of chicken in his mouth, but his eyes faithfully expressed the meaning of "you said".

Feng He looked at the man's forehead where the flame was no longer burning: "Why is there fire on your head?"

"Hmm..." Giotto thought about how to explain this principle to the girl: "This is a flame, a kind of...life energy?"

Don’t you even know yourself...Feng He looked at Giotto’s dubious expression and suppressed his desire to complain: “Will it be hot?”

"No." Giotto reached out and lit a small flame in front of her: "You can try."

Feng He tried twice at the edge of the flame before slowly submerging her fingertips completely into the flame.The senses of the skin did not sound the pain alarm, but the warmth that the human body adapted to continuously spread from the point of contact.

"so amazing!"

Seeing that the girl was very interested in flames, Giotto glanced at G who hadn't spoken from the beginning to the end, and then whispered to the girl quietly: "You can learn this too, and I can teach you if you want to learn."

Noticing his sneakiness early in the morning, G sighed helplessly: "Giotto."

The fewer people who know about the flames, the better. When they left Italy and came to Japan, they had already agreed not to touch the flames in the future.It’s fine to use flames again in order to catch monsters that eat people, and now you have to teach ordinary people to use flames...G suspects that if he and Uzuki hadn’t watched, Giotto would have forgotten those promises in less than a month .

But even if he stopped, Giotto's words had already been spoken.

The girl's crystal blue eyes stared at him flickeringly, as if she knew which of G and Giotto had the right to speak at the moment: "Can you learn?"

"……Learn."

Japan is so dangerous in this era, there is nothing wrong with learning something to defend yourself.

Master Qian Lanshou, who had easily compromised, tried to save himself.

He said he wanted to learn, but he never said a word so lightly.

At least Feng He can't understand Giotto's teaching method of "turning beliefs into flames" and G's teaching method of "just watch for a while, snap, and roar".

After working hard for a long time, not to mention the flames, I can't even see the sparks.

Giotto discovered the problem: "Teaching people may take Yuyue to do."

After Feng He went back, she found that her magic book had four-star energy again, but this was not the focus of her concern.

She put her palm on the magic book, and silently read the task page in her heart.The task list she wanted to see appeared on the open page of the magic book again.

What originally read "-Destroy Oni (0/999)" has been changed to "-Destroy Oni (1/999)".

Seeing that the assist was effective, Feng He closed the magic book contentedly.

Neither Satoshi nor Tomioka Giyuu came back yet, Fenghe estimated the time according to the weather, and felt that he still had time to draw a card.

"A magic book that absorbs the power of literature—please guide my soul and give me strength."

Because he was afraid that Sato and Tomioka Yoshiyuki would come back at any time, Fenghe recited the mantra very quietly this time.The magic book also inherited the weak voice of the master, spit out new cards without even turning the pages twice.

"Gorgeous Fitzgerald".

"Oh." Osamu Dazai glanced at the card face, and congratulated Feng He with a smile: "He is very good at making money."

What is it called?This is called drowsiness and someone sends a pillow!

The magic power overflowing from Feng He's fingertips was transported into the card, and the faint golden light smudged the whole card.The blond man in the card also emerged from the plane.

"You are Fenghe?" The man relied on his height and looked down on the girl condescendingly.

Feng He faintly felt that he had heard this voice before.

There was a boy's conversation outside the door, and then the black-haired boy pushed the door in and asked her with a calm expression: "I caught a very fat pheasant today, and Sato asked if you want to eat it?"

All right.

Feng He numbly nodded.

She now knows where she heard it.

This setting is really enough! !