The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

"Kong-chan." When leaving the game hall, Dazai Osamu called her.

Uchiha Wansora looked back at him.

Osamu Dazai smiled mysteriously, "Does Kong-chan know that Huangba vomits?"

Uchiha Wankong: "God?"

"Bing Guo~" He snapped his fingers, "The answer is correct. Then please listen to the next question, does Kong Jiang think that gods exist?"

Uchiha Wanzora's eyelashes trembled, "...Of course, have I told you about my master? She is a cat fairy."

Osamu Dazai patted his head, "Oh, that's what you said. Did Nakong-chan learn anything great from Master Immortal?"

"Immortal mode?" Uchiha Wansora's tone was uncertain.

Osamu Dazai let out a "wow", "So Kong-chan can also become a fairy?"

Uchiha Wansora shook his head, "Don't dare to try casually, if one is not careful, it will turn into stone."

The refining of xianshu chakra requires the balance of the three kinds of chakras: chakra, natural energy and spiritual energy. If the three energies cannot be balanced, it is very likely that the natural energy will be swallowed by the natural energy before entering the immortal mode. Stone.

Whether it is the Miaowa Mountain where the □□ Immortal is located, or the Shengsan Mountain where the Cat Immortal is located, there are many stone sculptures that failed due to entering the Immortal mode.

"Have you ever tried Nakon-chan? What does it feel like to be a fairy?" Osamu Dazai asked curiously.

Uchiha Wansora recalled, "Only for a short while."

That time was due to luck, if Shisanyue hadn't temporarily cut her out of the world, and Jingzi had discovered it in time, she might have been a member of Shengsanshan Stone Sculpture.

"how do you feel?"

Uchiha Wansora said: "Lonely."

Osamu Dazai never expected such an answer, and he repeated, "Lonely?"

"Because I am invincible, I am lonely."

Osamu Dazai laughed out loud, "Is it really invincible?"

Uchiha Wansora looked up at the sky, and said casually, "Probably."

Although the feeling of being full of power all over her body is very touching, she feels that even in the realm of the underworld, she can come and go freely, but when she thinks like this, her body is petrified bit by bit, completely petrified Before, she cut out the world and suspended the progress of petrification.

Later, Kyoko thought of countless ways to barely let her escape.

After this, Mrs. Tomoko sent three letters in a row, scolding her severely in beautiful language.

"The power of the gods...it's very interesting." He said this sentence inexplicably.

In the afternoon, Osamu Dazai stood by the phone booth, looking up at the clock on the top of another building.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had his pockets in his pocket, frowning slightly, "I said you bastard, what are you looking at?"

Osamu Dazai counted the second hand, "You're checking the time, don't you even know this?"

"Who told you to say something weird and wait until you finish this phone call before starting the bet." Zhong Yuan Zhong also "cut" and turned his head to lean against the phone booth.

They had just come out of the house of the quasi-cadre Lantang who witnessed the explosion. Dazai Osamu and Nakahara also had some differences, but Mori Ogai did not allow them to resolve this difference in a violent way.

They use video games to decide the outcome, and the loser must obey the winner.

In this game, Osamu Dazai won, but they made another bet.

Let's see who can find out who the culprit is first. If Chuya Zhongya wins, the bet will be canceled; if Dazai wins, Zhongyuan Zhong will be his dog for the rest of his life.

"Because I'm different from you." Osamu Dazai shook his legs, looking a little embarrassed, "If I don't go back, someone will be worried."

"Hello? Grandma Matsuki, I'm Dazai, has Kong-chan come home? Just walked in, that's just right, can you pass her the phone, please?"

"Hi! Sora~ I won't be going home for dinner tonight." Osamu Dazai dialed the number of the landlady and asked her to transfer it to Uchiha Wansora.

The life of a retired ninja is extremely regular, and even the reports of monitoring her are the same. The biggest anomaly is that she bought other things because of different discounts in the supermarket.

It couldn't be easier to figure out the trajectory of her activities and find her.

"Because there is a job now, and there is a little man who insists on betting with me, he will lose."

Nakahara Chuya, who was leaning on the phone booth at the side, had veins popping out of his forehead.

"Why so sure? Because I already know the answer, from the beginning."

"Oh? You just said one?" Osamu Dazai held the phone with one hand, forgetting that the other party couldn't see him at all, and waved the other hand angrily, "I helped release your friend today!"

"The ones named Akira and Shogo, I remember Sora knew them, right? They dared to steal alcohol from Mr. Mori's site, don't you think they are very powerful?"

Nakahara was also stunned for a moment, and looked carefully at Osamu Dazai who was on the phone.

"What do you mean I'm acting weird again? This is clearly the truth!"

"Okay, I won't talk to you so much, I'm hanging up the phone."

"Don't miss me!"

After hanging up the phone, he shrugged his shoulders towards Zhongyuan Zhongye, hooked the corner of his mouth, and said helplessly, "I can't help it, cohabitants are too clingy."

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt his hands itch.

·

"...I didn't expect Chuya to join the port mafia."

The small hut by the river became the base of another group of children after Uchiha Wansora and the others left.

Youxing clenched her fists, "Yeah, not only is he with the gangsters, but he can also make that guy release Jing and the others with just one phone call."

"I saw all these with my own eyes." She wrapped her arms around Shirase, lowering her head as if very sad.

"How could he do this?" A child said angrily, "That's the port mafia who did that to Miss Zhi!"

"Yeah." Shirase sighed, "I know he is very powerful, and sooner or later he will get rid of us, but who would have thought that he would go to Hong Kong."

His words almost aroused public outrage.

"Yeah, even if he went to other places, I can figure it out, but why Hong Kong black?"

Why is it the Hong Kong gangster who hurt Miss Zhizhi?

The members of the Sheep Organization all know the gentle lady boss who always smiles. They have been favored by the lady boss and are always grateful.

When they learned the news that Zhong Yuan Zhong might have gone to Hong Kong, most of them couldn't accept it.

As for Shirase's previous affairs?

He himself had already explained that he did this because he was hungry and had no choice but to think about it.

Now that something more explosive has diverted their attention, they naturally don't care about the previous things.

"No, we have to find a way!" A child in the crowd suddenly said.

"We can't sit still."

Someone immediately chimed in, "Since the Central Committee has gone hostile, we must seek shelter from a stronger organization."

"Correct!"

Shirase and the child who spoke first looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths hooked.

Soon, he returned to his worried and distressed expression.

"I already have a clue about this matter..."

·

Osamu Dazai said he had to work overtime, but he really had to work overtime.

This is a different space, a different space with red light shining.

He and Zhong Yuanzhong were also separated from the normal space by the man in front of him who was always shivering and shouting cold.

Whether it's the resurrection of the former leader or the matter of the Huangba spit, they were all set out by this man, a trap to attract the real Huangba spit.

This is something he has known from the beginning.

"Lantang's ability...it really is like this." Osamu Dazai was not surprised, "Then the leader of the previous generation really existed."

"Cough...cough." The voice that seemed to cough out the lungs appeared here very abruptly.

There was a ripple in the different space, and the dry and decayed dead people reappeared in the world.

"Little ghost, long time no see." The villain of the port mafia, dressed in black, stood in front of Osamu Dazai again.

Osamu Dazai curled his fingers slightly, he remembered that he was the one who covered him with the white cloth for Ogai Mori.

"I probably understand why Mr. Sen doesn't want to cover you with a white cloth." He muttered.

Lan Tang also started to cough, as if the two of them were about to form a duet.

"To be precise, he is just a supernatural body driven by me."

Osamu Dazai: "...Ah, Nakong-chan must be so mad."

Lan Tang lowered his eyes, "This is not important, my purpose is just to kill Zhong Ye-jun and replace him as the next supernatural body for me to drive."

After finishing speaking, all those who attacked Zhongye in the Central Plains were killing moves.

Even if he used Osamu Dazai as a shield to block the spatial wave attack, Lan Tang did not only have this kind of attack.

When the silver light hit, Osamu Dazai's pupils shrank, he had never felt that he was so close to death.

The figure of the old man in black was reflected in the kite-colored eyes, and he held up the sickle high, like a god of death demanding his life.

The heartbeat quickened slightly, and an inexplicable emotion erupted in the blood, was it joy?

But there seemed to be something mixed in it, which he couldn't identify.

"scold--"

Blood was flying, and the warm liquid splashed on his face.

The silver sickle was firmly caught by a hand that appeared through the air.

"You old man, it's really easy for me to find." A slightly cool voice sounded in Dazaiji's ears, and Uchiha Wansora appeared in a different space at some point.

She was still wearing flip-flops on her feet, and she was wearing a bear apron in front of her body. She appeared here with the aroma of food all over her body.

"Miss Uchiha?" Nakahara Chuya's voice brought Osamu Dazai back to his senses.

Uchiha Wansora held the sickle in one hand and turned his head casually, "Hey? Mr. Nakahara, do you have something to do?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also let out an "ah" and said, "Yes, we are investigating Huang Ba's vomiting."

"Araba vomiting?" Uchiha Wanzo scratched his cheek, "It seems that someone asked me this question today."

"Really? But your eyes are bleeding, are you all right?"

Uchiha Wansora casually wiped the blood and tears from his left eye with his sleeve, and said with some trouble, "I never thought that this different space would be so hard to find."

Seeing Uchiha Wansora and Nakahara Chuya chatting back and forth, Osamu Dazai felt his heartbeat calm down slightly.

"Kongjiang! Are you just talking to the dwarf and ignoring me?"

Uchiha Wansora seemed to have just discovered him, "Ah, Dazai, are you still working overtime?"

She pointed at the former leader and asked, "If I beat this old man up, it shouldn't affect your work, right?"