I studied beheading in a mental institution

"What deal?"

"If I can let your sword get the soul of the sword, I hope you can go to a place with me." Amamiya Haruki's expression was full of seriousness.

Lin Qiye felt a little relieved when he heard these words.

For a stranger, this kind of simple and clear transaction is more reassuring than the inexplicable kindness.

"Where?"

"I can't tell you yet, but that place is a little dangerous, and... the Futsu knife cannot be used."

"So, you want me to protect you?" Lin Qiye instantly understood what Yugong Haruki meant.

Haruki Amamiya's power comes from the Futsu sword. If the ability of the Futsu sword is banned in a certain place, then his situation is no different from his own in Japan. There needs to be someone who can play without the Futsu sword Those who do their best will protect him.

And an intruder like him from the outside world is the best choice.

"That's right." Amamiya Haruki said immediately, "You don't have to rush to reject me. We can make a decision after we find that person and confirm whether he can repair the knife and endow it with a knife soul."

Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, then we'll talk about it later."

After hearing his answer, Amamiya Haruki relaxed a little.

"Then when are we leaving?" Lin Qiye asked.

"Before I go, I still have some things to deal with." Haruki Amamiya thought for a while, "After two weeks, you go to the fishing boat tea house in Shinsaibashi, Osaka, and put a 50 yen in the potted plant on the left hand side of the entrance. Coins, I'll find you."

"it is good."

Lin Qiye felt a little emotional.

As expected of a [Ghost]-level wanted criminal, the way he connects his head is so strict...

Seeing that Lin Qiye agreed, Yugong Qinghui nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the mountain in the darkness.

At this moment, Lin Qiye's voice sounded again:

"Wait a moment!"

Amamiya Haruki stopped and turned to look at him suspiciously.

"We are now allies, right?" Lin Qiye said solemnly.

Amamiya Haruki thought for a while, "Forget it."

Lin Qiye nodded, stretched out his hand, and said solemnly:

"Lend me some money."

……

“Welcome next time~”

In the sweet voice of the clerk, Lin Qiye pushed open the door of the convenience store, carried a big bag of things, and went straight out.

Now Lin Qiye has completely changed her clothes. She is wearing an ordinary blue hooded sweater. The hood of the sweater covers the outline of her face. She lowers her head and wears a black mask to cover half of her face.

As for the black windbreaker that Nyx gave him, it had already turned into a touch of night and stuck to the surface of his body, which could not be seen from the outside at all.

The only disadvantage of this kind of dress is that whenever he walks behind any woman, he will always be scrutinized with an extremely vigilant look, as if he is some kind of perverted stalker.

The oracle's left eye seems to have been transformed. Lin Qiye knew that his appearance might have been photographed. If he could not use the Forbidden Ruins, he would have used transformation magic to completely change his appearance and body shape, but in this situation , he can only use this simplest way of cross-dressing.

Even so, he is still deliberately avoiding all the surveillance cameras. Fortunately, this is also a suburb of Yokohama, and the surveillance is not very dense. It is not difficult to avoid them.

Lin Qiye was carrying a whole convenience bag of food and daily necessities, glanced at the white belly gradually appearing in the sky, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards a certain direction.

……

Suburbs, containers.

"Little Youli, what day is it today?" Under the dim light, Grandma He, who was making a paper crane, seemed to remember something, and asked hoarsely.

On the side, Yurina was squatting in the corner of the mattress, while reaching for something in the cotton wool of the mattress, she thought for a while:

"Should be Sunday."

"Sunday..." Grandma He put down the paper crane in her hand, and looked at the door of the container with cloudy eyes, "Aren't we going to worship the God of Fortune this week?"

Yurina was taken aback, with some hesitation on her face.

"this week……"

Grandma He saw her hesitation, and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, little Youli, before, didn't you go to worship the God of Fortune once a week?"

"...No, nothing."

Yurina lowered her head, thinking seriously.

Worshiping the God of Fortune was a habit that her mother took with her when she was still alive a long time ago to go to the shrine to pray for blessings. According to her mother, only by regularly praying to the God of Fortune can he hear people's wishes. Let the light of blessing and wisdom bless them and keep them away from evil spirits.

Until now, she still keeps this habit, but what happened yesterday made her a little dazed, and she even forgot that today is the day to worship Lord Fushen again.

So today, should we go or not?

It stands to reason that the police searched for her all day yesterday, and they should have given up on tracking her now. In addition, it is only two streets away from Fushen Shrine, so there should be no problem.

But it's not just the police that worries her...

After struggling for a long time, she nodded.

Perhaps as the mother said, only by praying devoutly to Lord Fukujin can he hear her wish and protect them under the claws of the devil.

"Go!" she said, and then added, "Grandma He, please wait for me."

Yurina took out a small wooden box from the cotton wadding of the mattress, and pulled the lid of the wooden box away forcefully. Inside were bits and pieces of coins and a few old banknotes, totaling more than 9000 Yen.

This is all their savings.

After confirming that the money was all there, Yurina breathed a sigh of relief, took out a thousand yen from it and kept it close to her body, then stood up and walked to the chair, helped up Grandma Tsuru who was shaking, opened the door and walked out of the container.

The two moved forward slowly along the deserted road.

Under the blue sky, a few birds flapped their wings and flew over the heads of the two of them. The warm sun shone on Grandma He, and her eyes were narrowed.

"It's such a nice day, Little Youli." A long-lost smile appeared on her wrinkled face.

"Yeah, it seemed to be raining heavily last night."

"Heavy rain in this season is rare."

In the city after the rain, there is a faint fragrance of earth, especially near the suburbs. The two wore kimonos and clogs and walked down the street to the city.

Yurina supported Grandma Tsuru and walked for about 20 minutes before arriving at a shrine with a lot of incense.

For the residents here, different jobs, different stages, and different purposes require different gods to be enshrined. For example, for students who are about to take an exam, they usually worship the god of learning, Sugawara Michizane; Married men and women usually worship the god of love; for ordinary people, the most frequently worshiped gods are the Seven Lucky Gods.

The god of luck and fortune, Daheitian; the god of wealth Ebisu; the god of immeasurable wisdom Bishamonten;

Here, they can worship different gods.

But they have to believe in gods.