When the hodgepodge world of anime meets the shadow king

As the high-speed train sped along at lightning speed, it gradually moved farther and farther away from the main city. The high-rise buildings that were originally towering into the sky and densely packed together gradually disappeared from people's sight and into the distant horizon, just like the sea water after the tide receded.

What comes into view is vast expanses of yellow-green land.

Although it is a cold winter, due to its unique geographical location and climatic conditions, the temperature in Yucheng is higher than other places, so there is no snow falling here.

The sky is as blue as a gem, and the sunlight shines on the yellow and green land, as if covering the whole world with a layer of warm and soft golden gauze.

After an unknown amount of time, the high-speed train finally arrived at its destination.

"Is this Xiaojun's hometown?" Kato Hui looked at the empty area outside the high-speed railway station with few buildings and said thoughtfully, "It's a bit... quiet."

"It's a city planning issue. The high-speed rail station is built on the edge of the city." Kitahara Akira raised his hand to hail a taxi and opened the back door to signal

Half an hour later...

"Beep...beep!" The taxi driver honked his horn impatiently, and the harsh sound echoed over the congested street. However, the long queue of cars seemed to be under a spell, with no sign of moving forward.

"........" Yukino Yukinoshita in the back seat couldn't help but frown at the noisy horn sound. She didn't like this kind of environment.

Kato Megumi turned her head and looked at the surrounding buildings.

This is an ancient city area, and the traces of time are deeply imprinted on every building.

The white tile exterior and blue or green glass are full of last century style.

The roads in the old city of this city are shockingly narrow. The roads seem to have been squeezed by time, and they are cramped and crowded. The width of the two-way lanes is extremely limited, and at most only two cars can barely drive side by side.

Driving on such a road is like walking on a tightrope. If you are not careful, you may scratch or collide with the oncoming car.

Here, except for a few residential buildings with less than 6 floors that stand out like a crane among chickens, most of the other buildings are shockingly low, none of them exceed three floors.

Due to the immature planning of the last century, these buildings are all squeezed together. They are so densely packed and stacked that it is almost hard to breathe.

The trees planted along both sides of the road are like loyal guards, trying to fill the few gaps between the buildings. Although they bring some greenery and vitality, they cannot change the sense of oppression that this area brings to people.

For people who have lived here for a long time, this kind of oppression is like an indelible haze.

When I look up on my way to work every day, all I see is the narrow sky sandwiched between the buildings on both sides of the road. The narrow streets and crowded spaces make me feel as if I am trapped in a huge cage.

Over time, the yearning for freedom and the vast world in my heart was gradually worn away.

"...Master, let's stop here," said the co-pilot, Kitahara Akira, after seeing that the traffic was too congested to move forward.

He randomly tore off a red banknote and stuffed it into the driver's hand before getting out of the car and opening the door for the two women.

Fortunately, this place is not far from their destination. They just need to walk through the alley next to it and pass a market.

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Kitahara Akatsuki walked slowly in the busy market with a normal look, but his calm eyes were filled with a hint of confusion.

Not long ago, Kitahara Akatsuki, Yukinoshita Yukino, and Kato Megumi came to the old residential building where he lived in his previous life based on his memories of his previous life.

Just as Yukinoshita Yukino guessed, the architectural layout of the two worlds is basically the same, the residential buildings are still so shabby, and there was even a fire a few years ago.

Kitahara Akatsuki was cheered up and asked Huifeng to check the database of the neighborhood committee.

But it is reasonable that Huifeng did not find the name "Chen Xiao" in the residence records.

Although this was expected, Kitahara Akira still felt a little disappointed when he actually faced it.

This feeling of being so close yet so far away is really unpleasant.

Kitahara Akira took a deep breath and suppressed his negative emotions.

Anyway, this time we are here for tourism, and coming here to have a look is just a side trip, we can't ruin their mood.

When the three of them passed a stone bridge, Kitahara Akira was attracted by a magical little stall.

"Fortune telling?" Kitahara Xiao looked at the banner hanging on the stall with great interest.

Seeing someone paying attention to this side, the young stall owner who was originally doing nothing quickly stood up

He pushed the small black round glasses that were a must-have for charlatans up to his forehead, revealing his youthful face.

The stall owner looked no more than 17 or 18 years old, probably still in high school.

His thick black hair fell on his shoulders like a waterfall, and the slight movement seemed to sparkle with a mysterious luster.

What is even more surprising is that his pupils are an extremely rare pure black color, just like the deep night sky, making people want to dive deep into it to find out what is going on.

Looking at his face again, a few small black moles are perfectly dotted at the corner of his left eye, like twinkling stars in the night sky, adding a unique charm to his already handsome face.

He was wearing a black robe-like outfit with white stripes.

The robe was well-cut, with smooth lines, fitting his slender figure, making him look tall and graceful. The overall outfit was simple yet exquisite, making him exude an inexplicable scholarly aura.

"Hey, young man," the young man said to Kitahara Xiao with a smile, "do you want to have your fortune told?"

As he spoke, he took out things such as a compass, a copper coin sword, a yellow talisman, and a Bagua mirror from under the stall and placed them on the table.

"Fortune, future, health and..." The young man glanced at the two women beside Kitahara Xiao and smiled a smile that all men understand, "And love, I can calculate it~"

“There’s more!”

As if he was afraid that the only customer in such a long time would slip away, he turned around and tore down the flag to reveal another flag underneath - it said "No money if you are not sure"

"You really have the ability..." Kitahara Akatsuki felt the strange energy in the boy's body rubbing his chin.

He suddenly remembered the prophecy given to him in Trelawny, England.

"Okay," Kitahara Xiao smiled, "Master, what's your name?"

"I can't reveal my real name so easily when I'm out in the world." The boy smiled happily and said, "Just call me Ming."