"Excuse me, Mr. Qichuan, what made you so successful?"
"Have you ever seen Tokyo at four o'clock in the morning?"
"Well, please speak to others."
"It's a very interesting world."
After saying this, the young high school student who had just killed a blue ghost in a hand fight in the underground garage threw his schoolbag on his back, turned around handsomely and walked to the subway station on the other side without looking back. He still had to take three more subway trips and then turn to the shallow bus to get home.
Behind the high school students, there was only one dead fat house anchor who claimed to be once in four thousand years in Japan.
"What will it be like in Tokyo at four o'clock in the morning?"
The words of the high school students before leaving caused the fat house anchor to think deeply, and by the way, the question was also handed to the audience before the live broadcast.
Obsidian Day, A.m 4:00
"My name is Xuan Qichuan. I am 17 years old and from Nara. Now I am a freshman in the Litchi High School affiliated to Tsukuba University. I am a good student praised by everyone on the campus."
"Boy, nobody told you not to appear outside in the early morning? It's irresponsible for your own safety."
The officer in the dark blue uniform warned the young man in front of him with a serious face, and his tone was not joking.
The teenager who called himself Xuanqichuan scratched his head and said with a smile, "Thanks to the police officers patrolling the streets of Tokyo City day and night, we can create a safe and beautiful environment for us."
The junior high school students laughed and looked quickly at the police officer who stopped him.
On his chest was a badge with three characters "Police Inspection Hall". On his shoulder was a beautiful silver shoulder. Next to the beautiful golden flower on the badge were two golden stripes. These all proved the identity of the uncle in front - Inspector General of Tokyo Police Inspection Hall.
"Ah, he is a glib guy." The police officer reached out and rubbed his non-existent beard, and continued: "Go home quickly, don't let me see you again at this time."
The teenager nodded, "Thank you, officer."
The police officer nodded deeply, turned and opened the door behind him. When he started the car, he turned to look at the young man's back and said to himself, "Now high school students are much more polite than before."
"Buzz..."
The engine boomed,
"Mr. Takahashi, someone from the Big Wood Company on the fifth floor of Building 124, Chiyu Bridge, called the police and said that when they were working overtime, there was strange noise in the office, which seriously affected everyone's enthusiasm for working overtime together. Please go to investigate immediately."
The radio hanging on his shoulder made a noise at this time, which annoyed Takahashi: "It's four o'clock in the morning and they are still working overtime. Do those social animals want to die?"
He reached for his hat and cocked his mouth. "Well, come on, Takahashi in the dark!"
"Xuanqi Jun, you seem to have great power."
"Xuanqi Jun, I said before that you are different from those hateful novices or Yin and Yang Dao. Now it seems that you are."
"Xuan Qijun, you like me so you can do it? It must be like this!"
The girl's voice rang out one after another, but there was nothing around. There was no living thing to see, and there was no place for the girl to talk.
Xuanqichuan stopped and put his hands in his pockets. It seemed that he was impatient and said, "You should remember your identity and hide it more carefully, instead of jumping around in front of me like this. There are few people in Japan who will consider whether you have hurt the life and death, and you will not meet again."
"Hee hee..."
"Bulling Bulling!"
In front of Xuanqichuan, a cloud of white smoke blew up out of thin air. After the smoke disappeared, a girl wearing a pink traditional kimono appeared in front of him.
The girl looks lively and lovely. Several beautiful hairpins are tied on her blue hair, and a long ponytail is tied at the back of her head, falling straight to her waist.
Xuanqichuan squinted his eyes for the first time to carefully look at the peach blossom demon transformed into a girl. His face was white, and a pool of autumn water between the apricot eyes was shining in the moonlight, which made people feel happy and relaxed, even if the teenager was not a full person.
The girl's left eye socket has a pink cherry blossom painted with paint, which looks like the handwriting of someone in Kyoto Prefecture, beautiful and delicious.
Xuan Qichuan stood for a meeting, and then reached out to touch the cherry blossom pattern in the girl's eyes. The sparkling black eyes seemed to contain many wonderful and wonderful stories.
The girl stepped back a few steps, instinctively avoiding a pair of big hands from the man, and said in shame: "Ah! Xuanqi Jun! Please pay attention to your behavior! I am a beautiful peach tree independent of flowers and beautiful in spring, which has attracted many great poets and writers to write poems!"
Xuanqi Chuan burst out laughing. He didn't expect that the little peach demon was not modest and proudly introduced himself.
"The peach blossom monster is the peach blossom monster. What are you doing with the stickers of cherry blossoms?" Xuanqichuan said with white eyes, and at the same time, he gently taught that "the black hair is pretty, but why should it be dyed blue, just like the monster?"
At this time, Xuanqichuan also saw that the beautiful cherry blossom was not painted by someone himself, it was clearly a map of dozens of yen on the roadside. From this, it can also be seen that the monster girl's life was not very rich.
The girl blinked her eyes, smiled and said, "But Shuohua is a monster."
Shuohua is a nickname given by Xuanqichuan to the girl. Although the girl has always claimed that her name is Asakawa Xiunaizi, the boy doesn't care, but still calls it according to his habit. Since time went by, Asakawa Xiunaizi has gradually become accustomed to Shuohua, a somewhat unfamiliar name.
In the girl's short life of 600 years, he seems to have heard that Buddhist monks or scholars and scholars mentioned the word in front of him several times.
But up to now, these memories have become very rusty, which is difficult to extract.
From the very beginning, Xuanqichuan didn't care much about the girl's weak resistance to his name, as if he didn't care about the warning of a large Yin and Yang master now, and insisted on saving the poor peach blossom demon from his Six Spirits Exhausted Curse.
"Master Qichuan, that Yin and Yang teacher must be very powerful, right?"
The girl stopped and stared at Xuanqichuan, saying seriously.
She saw the young man alone entering the fallen array, and saw the pieces of holy or strange weapons from the Yin and Yang Master, each of which could drive her to death.
At that time, I also felt the pain of the burning fire, felt the signs of the collapse of breath and the collapse of soul, which was like the extremely cold and hot air flowing through each of my pores, reaching to the heart, and then along the blood vessels, attacking the viscera, burning everything in the body. If the young man came a step later, he might be overwhelmed, There is no past life and afterlife.
This is the power of the Great Yin and Yang Master, and it is also the basis for protecting Japan from evil influences since the Andao era.
And even though the teenager claimed to be a man from heaven, but How could it not hurt? She clearly saw the expression on the face of the boy's face distorted when he fell into the big battle, as if he were himself at that time.
Seeing the girl's eyes widened, Yang Yan took a light breath. He wanted to say, "It hurts. It really hurts. Even though those arrays are designed for evil spirits, their impact on him is only three or four points of the original power. But the Yin and Yang master's cultivation is not low after all. If his immortal is not strong enough, I'm afraid I can't be safe under the attack of the Yin and Yang Master.
The exiled immortal who was still in high school smiled and said to the girl, "I am a heavenly man, how can I be afraid of a mortal? Have you forgotten what I told you that day? As long as you don't mess up, no one in Japan can touch you."
The girl sniffed and made a funny face and said with a smile, "Then you should protect me for a lifetime. We plant spirits have always been the kindest among ghosts and gods."
The teenager shook his head and smiled, looking at the girl's back and exhaling faintly.
His last conversation with the Yin and Yang master was still ringing in his ears, which seemed noisy and harsh.
"If one day this demon becomes ill, I hope you will not regret it."
"She was born as a demon, not a chaos. I hope you know."
"My eyes can never be mistaken."
"Please believe that my eyes are the same."