Revive it!Wenhao Press

What appeared on the national TV live broadcast was a vast and magnificent Japanese-style house located in the forest in the suburbs of Kyoto.

In Hoshinosha, watching Zenyuan's family appear on TV, Zenyuan Naoya subconsciously covered his mouth, and took two steps back stiffly.

"Why..." he murmured to himself in disbelief, "Why would she know the address...?"

Zenyuan Shier didn't answer.The light from the TV came into his eyes, causing the corners of his lips to curl up, revealing a surprised yet stunned smile.

"This guy... really makes people unable to breathe."

***

Kyoto.

Due to Hualichun's unexpected behavior, the TV station once again made an urgent broadcast of her movements.Even at six o'clock in the morning, the ratings of the TV station are also rising.

With all kinds of thoughts, people all over the country watched this scene in front of the TV or computer.And Hualichun deliberately appeared near Hoshino Club at night to attract reporters, and acquiesced to the media's follow-up shooting along the way, just for this moment.

"I've arrived in Kyoto, and I'm stopping in front of a private production site." One of the reporters whispered to the leader of the station, "Do you want to continue filming?"

"...Needless to say? Of course continue to shoot!"

Looking at the real-time ratings, the leader of the Tokyo Literature and Art Television Bureau said loudly: "It's the first time in the past ten years that we can have such a high ratings at [-] o'clock in the morning! This girl is a treasure! Even if there is a lawsuit afterwards, I still have to shoot !"

"Maybe this is the residence of one of Dazai and Nakahara who won the Classical Award, or Oda who just won the New School Award. If we can take pictures of the real faces of these great writers..."

When the leader said this, he paused, "As far as I know, the Prime Minister of the Cabinet also read Hoshinosha's books, and the Minister of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology even inquired about these writers. After all, these writers are literary giants who can influence the entire country. Hoshino Club is different from Bailang Club in that they never take the initiative to interact with other writers in the literary world."

"Those are writers who can influence the country, and we don't know anything about them. We finally caught some clues, but found that this power to influence the country is actually held in the hands of a female high school student..." The leader paused After a while, he finally said, "No matter who comes out of that mansion, we must take close-up shots."

Hearing this, the reporter put down his phone, exchanged glances with the cameraman who came with him, and followed quickly.

"After several hours of driving, the Huali family finally stopped in front of a real estate in Kyoto." After getting off the car, the reporters all focused their cameras on the Chanyuan family. "This large-scale land is privately owned, and the landlord himself And what does it have to do with the Huali family..."

"Could this mansion be the property of some famous writer? Will the writer who has been shrouded in mystery all this time show his true face?"

"..."

Amidst the commentary of the reporters, the Chanyuan mansion appeared in the nationwide live broadcast.And standing guard at the door, a young man in white and black hakama, is the bodyguard team of the Chanyuan family——Jujuliu team.

Seeing the sudden appearance of a large number of media reporters, the members of the Juju team were taken aback and stood there hesitantly.Although they have done a lot of fighting and killing, they have never had the experience of being pointed at by more than a dozen live cameras and cameras as soon as they opened the door.

The body was obviously shaken by staying in the team. Facing the live camera, they did not dare to act rashly.Some people stood at the door, while others turned and returned to the door.But the reporters' shooting never stopped for a moment, and they even gradually approached the Chanyuan family.The Juju team had no choice but to quickly put away the curse used to guard the mansion and close the gate.

Even though the dangerous curse had disappeared, Hualichun still stood in front of the Chanyuan house, keeping a distance from the mansion.

She didn't approach the mansion, nor did she leave, as if she was waiting for something.The reporters keenly sensed that something was going to happen next, so instead of approaching her, they cautiously kept a distance and waited and watched.

Finally, the door of the Chanyuan House was reopened.

The original body stayed in the team and never came out again.Walking out of the door was a majestic old man in a kimono with a white back hair and beard.

The sharp gaze of the person directly adjoining the Zen courtyard was directed at Hualichun.He paused at the door, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards her.

Coming in front of Hualichun, under the live broadcast camera, the Zhipier of the Zen Academy lowered his head slightly, looking down at the girl in front of him.And Hualichun also raised his head and looked at him.

Sure enough, the eyes were exactly the same as her mother's.

Even through the glasses that can see the curse, the Zenyuan Zhipi people can still see that there is a flame burning in Hualichun's pair of green eyes.

After a long time, the person directly connected to the Buddhist monastery opened his mouth, and finally spat out a few words.

"You win," he said.

……

The moment Hualichun took the risk of bringing the media to the Zenyuan mansion and caught the Zenyuan family by surprise, she had already won the bet.

After all, this is a nationwide live broadcast, or more than one media.No matter how tyrannical the Zenyuan family is, it is impossible to kill more than a dozen media reporters and cameramen in one go under the condition of national live broadcast.

The Chanyuan family appeared on TV screens across the country.Next, they were no longer able to attack Hualichun.Whether it was forcibly bringing her into the Chanyuan home, or making her disappear from this world, it was impossible to leave no trace.Because if Hualichun had an accident, relying on the posture of these reporters making big news, the Chanyuan family would definitely be thoroughly investigated.

Even the three imperial masters of the magic world couldn't stand the scrutiny of the media.The life and death of a mere Hualichun is not worth the risk for the Chanyuan family.

After this incident, the Zenyuan family that was broadcast live nationwide will have to give up this piece of land that is no longer a secret, and transfer the family to other real estate.

"Do you know how much loss you have caused to the Chanyuan family this time, as a mere woman who is not a magician?" Face, the pressure of the Patriarch of the Yusan family soared instantly, as if even the air was stagnant.

But Hualichun still stood there, looking up at him.

"So what?" she said. "If the mere presence of me stresses you out, then that's your problem, not mine."

The pupils of the people directly adjoining the monastery shrank suddenly.He stared at Hualichun in silence for a while, and finally sighed suddenly.

"What a pity." The cold look on his face gradually subsided, and the current patriarch of the Buddhist monastery raised his hand and twirled his beard, "I finally saw you with my own eyes, but the moment I saw you, I also completely lost the feeling that brought you to my heart. A chance to go back to the monastery. She has no spell power, and she is a little girl, yet she can do this. It’s a pity that such courage and action cannot be used by the monastery.”

"Let's talk about it. You came all the way here, and you didn't hesitate to bring one of the three royal schools under the eyes of non-art masters all over the country. What is the reason for?" asked the direct neighbor of the Zen Academy, "Since you have already brought all the media reporters Bringing it here, you must have the confidence to let me agree, right?"

"I want the Zenyuan family to never take action against me, the people around me, and the Hoshino Club in the future." Hualichun said, "I want you to make a curse guarantee now and at this place as the head of the Zenyuan family."

The eyes of people directly adjacent to the Zen courtyard flickered.

"Okay," he said, "but before that, I need you to do one more thing. Inform the press that this is not the mansion of the writer they want to dig."

"As the patriarch of the Zenyuan family, I promise you with a curse that if you can get the media to dispel the idea that this is a certain writer's residence before you go back," the direct neighbor of the Zenyuan looked straight into Hualichun's eyes , "The Chanyuan family will never take action against you, the people around you, and your publishing house."

"I can let you go, so stop before alarming the Director of Spells." He said half persuading, half threatening, "It's good for both parties."

Hualichun was silent for a moment, then stretched out her hand towards the Zhipi people in the Zen courtyard.

"You used the relics to séance on my mother, right?" In front of the cameras of all the media in the distance, she said in a deep voice, "Use the spell to promise to return all her relics to me. This is mine. Another request."

"..."

It is still a secret even in the world of magic that Zenmen also use seances to gather information.This matter must never be admitted to the outside world.

The people in the Zen courtyard stared at him for a moment: "Spiritual conquest? What are you talking about? That's something only a curse master would do."

"Don't be stupid, Shi'er has already told me everything." Hualichun's movements did not change, "After my mother escaped from the Chanyuan home, some of the items she left here are still in your warehouse. Don't even try to treat her What kind of crooked ideas do you have in your memory?"

"So that's the case, have you and Shi Er also been in touch?" the person directly adjoining the monastery said thoughtfully, "He decided not to sell his son, could it be that he was also influenced by you?"

"Are you changing the subject?" Hualichun's complexion became darker, "Hurry up and return the relic to me. Otherwise, I will never leave."

While Hualichun was maintaining a demanding posture, the flashing lights flickered even more rapidly.The reporters began to explain: "Mr. Huali seems to be asking this old man for something..."

"What does she want?" Some reporters have already begun to speculate, "Could it be that this old man is really a well-known writer who has never appeared before, and what Huali asks for is the manuscript to be published..."

Zhipiren from the Chanyuan looked at Hualichun's outstretched hand, and his snow-white beard trembled with his breathing.Finally, under the pressure of the national live broadcast, he took out his mobile phone from his sleeve and made a call, which caused another commotion among reporters.

"Xinlang, send all of Misaki's belongings."

Soon, a man in white and black hakama walked out of the door of the Chanyuan house again.Chanyuan Xinlang, the team leader who stayed behind, came over with a bag of things.

"It's all here." After he gave Hualichun a bad look, he handed the things in his hand to Zhibi of the Zen Academy.

"I guarantee that what's in it is all your mother's relics currently held by the Zenyuan family." When handing the package to Huali Chun, the Zenyuan Zhipi said, "Without these things, no one can perform a séance on your mother. , and there is no way to extract the slightest bit of information from her memory. Are you relieved?"

In the end, he didn't admit to the spirit descending either.

Hualichun took her mother's belongings without saying a word.

"Next, go and talk to those media reporters." The Zhipi people of the Chanyuan glanced at the reporters who were no longer satisfied with waiting and were getting closer and closer, and urged them in a low voice, "Let them know that this is not a The home of an award-winning author."

"Everyone in the Chanyuan family is watching the live broadcast and waiting for you. Go quickly." He emphasized emphatically.

After taking a last look at Zhipiren from the Zen Yuan, Hualichun turned around and walked towards the reporter with the package in her hand.Seeing that she seemed to have something to say, the reporters pointed their cameras at her one after another.

Facing the live broadcast, Hualichun took a deep breath and spoke.

"This time I came to Kyoto, I just came to pick up things that were temporarily left with people I know." She said, "I disappointed everyone. This is not the home of any teacher."

Just when the reporters were more or less disappointed, Hualichun spoke again: "But!"

The reporters raised their heads abruptly, and the cameraman adjusted the focus so that a close-up of Hualichun appeared in front of the camera.

"However, today, I took back what was deposited here and originally belonged to me."

Because the direct neighbors of the Chanyuan said that at this moment, everyone in the Chanyuan family is also paying attention to the live broadcast at the entrance of the mansion.

So Hualichun looked at the camera and said word by word: "I don't know which media you are watching live, so I just found a random camera to watch. But these words, I am speaking to you. "

"If something that belongs to you is deposited with someone else like mine, go and get it back," she said aloud. "Get it back, and if there's nowhere to go, come to me!"

"I'll be waiting for you! I'll be waiting for you!"

Hualichun didn't say who "you" is, and she didn't even know who she was talking to.The reporters were equally bewildered.However, everyone in the Chanyuan family is well aware of this.

She is speaking to those who want to escape from the Chanyuan family, and she is speaking to the rebels in the entire magic world.

More than a dozen cameras were aimed at Hualichun, and the close-ups appeared on the live broadcasts of various media.Chanyuan Xinlang, the captain of the Jujuliu team, changed his expression suddenly, and stepped forward to stop him.But the person directly adjoining the Buddhist monastery was astonished, but raised his arm to stop him.

Looking at Hualichun standing in front of the camera, the Zenyuan Zhibiren was silent for a moment, and finally muttered to himself.

"I still feel, what a pity..."

At this moment, in the first room of the main house of the Chanyuan, two identical young girls in kimonos were looking at Hualijun's face on the TV screen.

"stop looking!"

The Chanyuan fan turned off the TV screen, turned around and walked out of the Japanese room angrily.The woman at the side hurriedly followed, not forgetting to turn her head and tell: "Maki, Maki, you just stay here and don't move."

The sound of the TV was lost, and the Japanese room fell silent in an instant, leaving only the two girls sitting on the tatami, staring blankly at their own reflections on the blackened TV screen.

"... so handsome." Chanyuan Maki muttered to herself, "She, like me, must wear glasses that can see curses. But she is so handsome."

"Maki..." Zenyuan Zhenyi reached out and grabbed her sister's sleeve, "She is in Tokyo. Can we really go to her place? We have never been to places other than Kyoto."

"Well, it's definitely possible!" Zenyuan Maki nodded vigorously, and the glasses on the bridge of her nose shook because of the magnitude of the nod, "When you grow up a little bit, I will take you out of Kyoto! Now that someone has proved that this can be done Well, we can do it too!"

"At that time, we will definitely become free!"

……

In a forest where the Zenyuan family can be seen from a distance, on a huge tree stood three figures in college uniforms.

"She's going back." Jia Ruozi watched the live broadcast on his mobile phone, and conveniently stuffed today's tenth cigarette butt into a sealed garbage bag, "In the end, the Zenyuan family not only didn't dare to do anything, but also obediently cast a curse , and gave her something."

"This is really unprecedented, using reporters to restrict the Zen Academy, and blatantly forcing the palace to this point..." She looked back at the phone and glanced at the scene in the distance, "Maybe I will really die .But fortunately she won. You can rest assured in this way."

As he spoke, Jia Ruozi looked at Gojo Satoru who was at the side.And the white-haired boy kept staring at the scene of the Buddhist monastery in the distance with his six blue eyes, but his expression finally eased down.

"Don't stare so hard," Jia Ruozi reminded, "If it is discovered by the Zen Court that the six-eyed young master of Wutiao's family has invaded so close to their home, things will be difficult to handle."

"I see. Tsk." Gojo Satoru finally managed to look away, and turned to watch the live TV on the phone.

Xia Youjie, who was standing on the branch of the tree, was silent for a long time, and finally spoke in a low voice.

"Whether it's publishing those or the manifesto just now, what she's doing has always been to change the world."

He sighed with emotion: "Human beings are really unpredictable and interesting."