I, Zhongli, wander the world

【2005年11月09日,5:25pm。

In front of Yokohama Junior High School.

Almost half an hour had passed since school was over, and the peak period of the flow of people had already passed, leaving only a few or two scattered, but it was only because of duty after class or some departmental work that could not leave.

"The Boy" is the latter.

After the club's activities were disbanded, the red-haired boy walked out of the school gate in the setting sun. After walking for a while with his classmates from the same club, he said goodbye at the fork in the road.

The boy in the autumn and winter school uniform smiled and waved his hands. This kind of scene is very common in any place. If the breath is not deceiving, even the conjurer would not believe that such an ordinary boy has hidden hidden dangers in his body.

Such a dangerous monster just lurks in the crowd like a bomb that will be triggered at any time, while those ignorant ordinary people like a lamb are getting close to him and regard him as the same kind.

The noble conjurer who has always been responsible for exorcising curse spirits naturally cannot let him go easily, and even the ulterior man behind him who allows the monster to blend into the crowd cannot let go.

It's just that the monster's camouflage is really good, and the humans around him are coaxed around by him, and they will even attack the righteous conjurer for the sake of the monster. Such unexpected obstacles make the conjurer quite distressed.

what can we do about it?

——Let the monster show its true nature. 】

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped suddenly.

He looked at the dark alley on the right side as if consciously, tilted his head slightly, and listened carefully to the movement captured at that moment.

Thanks to the desolation of the streets of Yokohama, Nakahara, who has excellent hearing, can easily catch the faint cries for help in the alleys after blocking out the calls of homing birds from farther away.

If it was an ordinary Yokohama person, they would have already made a detour by now.But Nakahara is also a good boy with a sense of justice, and his strength also allows him to implement his ideas in the chaotic Yokohama.

Therefore, he stepped into the alley without hesitation.

The alley was a very common robbery in Yokohama, but when Chuya Nakahara arrived, one of the victims, a male, was already lying in a pool of blood, and the female was pressed against the wall screaming and tearing her clothes.

Nakahara Chuya kicked away the discarded cans next to him.

Under the blessing of gravity, ordinary aluminum cans have become the most vicious weapon, flying across the robber's cheek impartially, and the sharp edges and corners left deep bloodstains on the skin.

The painful robber let out a roar, and slightly loosened his grip on the woman.The woman who had gained instant freedom immediately broke free from the man's hands with all her strength, and ran out of the alley, scrambling and scrambling, regardless of her companion lying on the ground.

"Where did you come from, a nosy little kid."

The robber spat on the ground unhappily, cursed "unlucky" and kicked the man in the pool of blood, and picked up the dagger soaked in blood.

Nakahara Chuya moved his fingers slightly, and his face became gloomy. He looked at the robber who was about to rush over with a dagger in his hand, and said, "Whether you are nosy or not, let's wait until you enter the police station."

"Police station?" The man seemed to have heard some joke, "Little devil, do you know how many things I have done? When will those useless policemen be able to control me?"

The soda can that cut his cheek earlier was regarded as an accident of the angle. Facing the seemingly helpless boy, the robber twisted the blood on his hands and talked about his crimes in detail, expecting the boy to show the pleasantness he expected. expression.

But there was nothing, even though the young man's fists were clenched, there was no look of panic or anger on his face, let alone a murderous look after being provoked.

[Blood all over the ground, numerous crimes, these still failed to inspire the monster's nature.

This was somewhat beyond the expectations of the conjurer. Regardless of the monster's ferocity or the hypocrisy of the disguise, the monster at this time should not be able to resist the desire to hurt people.

It seems that this monster is better at camouflage than he imagined.

However, this doesn't pose a problem.The wise conjurer has quick wits:

If there is an abnormal position, no matter how delicate the disguise is, it will not be worth the exposure of identity. 】

Some kind of subtle aura began to diffuse in the alley.

Zhongyuan Zhong also noticed something was wrong immediately, and immediately left the robber who could be dealt with at any time, tensed up slightly, and looked around vigilantly.

However, this action seemed to stimulate the robber. The man who thought he had been underestimated had blue veins on his forehead, and rushed forward brandishing a dagger, but was blocked by Zhongya Nakahara, who was fully on guard.

"I don't have time to deal with you scum right now." Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked at the man in front of him coldly, "There is still danger lurking now, so you give me—be quiet!"

A strong kick hit the robber in the lower abdomen, and the man was kicked upside down, rolling into a ball with the blood on the ground.

All the muscles in his body were aching under this foot. The robber barely got himself up from the ground, and was about to yell, but suddenly a heavy shadow was cast in front of him.

"—!"

The boy over there was shouting something, but the strong sense of crisis almost made the robber unable to move, and he couldn't hear the boy's words clearly.He turned around stiffly inch by inch, only to see an ugly smile on the face of the behemoth behind him at some point, followed by a piercing growl.

Zhongyuan Zhong also's face changed, and he was about to rush forward, but the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of the victim lying on the ground.

After a moment of hesitation, the curse spirit had already opened its mouth. Even though the robber tried his best to hide aside, half of his arm was still bitten off.

"Ahhh——" the robber screamed, with a little panic on his face, but more disbelief.

"What are you doing! There's nothing in our plan—"

[The monster let his "kind" devour the prey.

This is natural, people are not murdered by others, and afterwards they can use that scum to continue to maintain his hypocritical mask and satisfy the needs of "similar people", so why not do it?

A special camera hidden in the dark recorded this scene, whether it was the monster's obvious indifference or the evil spirit.Then the righteous conjurer should come out and save the poor man who was so frightened that he started talking nonsense.

Oh, and you can't believe the gibberish of a broken man, so this must not be the righteous conjurer's plan. 】

The knuckles with magic power screamed and beat the curse spirit, and the ugly curse spirit was beaten to the wall.And I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the tail of the curse spirit just slapped the robber's head, and the robber who was hit hard on the head passed out before he could finish speaking.

Yousheng of the Chanyuan straightened up, and righteously said: "Let the curse spirit attack human beings, Zhongya Zhongyuan, you really exposed your inhuman nature."

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered, "If the goal is, I'll just say it straight, don't make excuses so hypocritically."

"Is the matter still stubborn?" Kamaoya also came out, "This time, there are no ordinary people around you who you tricked to help you."

As his words fell, the curse spirit who was beaten and flew to the side of Zhongyuan Zhongya suddenly became mad, and was about to attack Zhongyuan Zhongya with a roar. Ling attacked back and forth.

On the other hand, the Kamao man over there remained motionless, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, not knowing what he was doing.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nimbly avoided the pincer attack, grasped the folds of Mana Ling's body with his backhand, and directly lifted the mana spirit with gravity and threw it to Yusheng of the Zen Academy.

Yusheng of the Chanyuan did not expect that there would be some brute force in the Central Plains to use the curse spirit as a weapon, and was photographed aside for a moment, and the cast of the curse spirit that was thrown out continued unabated, and it hit the Kamaoya people standing aside.

The finger in the sleeve that maintained the technique convulsed for a moment. Kamaoya looked at the bloody mouth of the mad mantra that opened towards him, the corners of his eyes twitched violently, and he shouted with a distorted face: "Stop!"

The hands of the curse spirit slammed into the ground uncontrollably under his restraint, drawing long traces on the cement road, sparks and smoke were everywhere, and finally stopped in front of the magician .

In the tumbling dust, there was a clear boy's voice.

"[Ah, this is really an unexpected reversal.]" The voice said exaggeratedly, "[The conjurer whose mission is to exorcise the curse spirit actually controls the curse spirit? That is to say, attacking ordinary people, making people Monsters and curse spirits seem to cover up, and then appear to exorcise them, all of these are directed and acted by the magician?]”

Osamu Dazai held two very familiar cameras that should have been turned off by the conjurer in his hands, and pointed the lens at the scene to shoot fiercely, "【But the monster at that time didn't save the victim, it's really strange, this is another What's going on?]"

"It's so noisy, Dazai. Put away your narration tone." Nakahara rubbed his temples, and looked at the two conjurers with gloomy faces over there.

"Hey, let me tell you, you don't really think I'm going to let the curse spirit kill that guy just because he's a scum, do you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said disdainfully: "Where the law covers, the judgment of the sinner is handed over to the law, instead of using lynching yourself. How accustomed are you to private executions to feel that others are like you?"

"At that time, even if you were a second late, I would use gravity to drag people out of the attack range. ——It's a pity that you are too impatient."

The faces of the two conjurers were so gloomy that they were about to drip water.

Their plan turned out to be used in reverse!It also exposed that he privately used spells to control spells to attack ordinary people!

These small tricks of inducement can be used privately for anything, even the tacit rules of the high-level when dealing with certain things.However, once it is put on the table, it is a serious crime that their family will not shelter!

"[Oh, so it is. The original monster was an innocent and kind boy who was framed, and the righteous magician... is the monster that really harms ordinary people!]" Osamu Dazai dutifully narrated, "[The Evidence Indeed, the military and police lady who truly represents justice will definitely not let the evil monster go unpunished, the monster will be judged, and the life of the innocent boy will eventually return to peace.]”

"[Really, gratifying to congratulate, gratifying to...]"

"The Central Plains boy is right, you are really noisy, brat!"

The voice was still high at the first word, but it had merged with the broken rumble of the ground when it waited for the last word.Okura Yeko, who fell from the sky, stood in the middle of the huge pit that was stepped out forcefully, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

"Ready for hell? Sinful pigs."

The following scene is really not suitable for children. It is by no means that Osamu Dazai, who was afraid of being beaten, turned off the camera regretfully, and saw Nakahara Nakaya, who was standing far away, coming over.

"Is sir not there?" he asked.

"Well, Mr. Zhongli." Osamu Dazai fiddled with the camera in his hand, and said casually, "Mr. Zhongli said that he wants to meet someone."

The scent of tea lingers in the room.

Zhongli picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

"The taste is mellow, and the aftertaste is sweet and clear. This special first-class Biluochun from Dongting Mountain lives up to the name of tribute tea." He looked at the man opposite and praised without hesitation.

The person on the opposite side laughed loudly, "To get a compliment from Mr. Zhongli, my preparations are not in vain."

"The so-called 'some preparations' are really sufficient." Zhong Li glanced down at the tea set on the small table. It was not a traditional Japanese tea ceremony utensil, but a complete set of Chinese tea making utensils. The technique of tea is also perfect in form.

"In order to fit my preferences, I must have spent a lot of effort, Mr. Fukuchi."

The man named Fudi Yingchi didn't seem to understand what Zhongli was talking about, and he waved his hands boldly, "Well, Mr. Zhongli helped my vice-captain, let alone such a powerful person, as the captain of the hound No matter how you say it, you should entertain him well."

"Next, there will be Chinese dishes prepared by the chef I specially invited. How about Mr. Zhongli, shall we serve the dishes now?"

Zhong Li put down the teacup in his hand.

"Tea and tea cannot be generalized. Some teas, if drunk with meals, have the effect of invigorating the spleen and appetizing, and can also clear the mouth and taste, and strengthen people's appetite. However, other teas can only be tasted alone or with food. If sweet snacks are mixed with drinks and meals, the taste will fail, which is really not good."

While talking about drinking tea, those golden eyes stared straight at the person opposite.In a trance, Fukuchi Sakurachi almost thought that he was facing some kind of cold and restrained beast.

He grinned.

"As Mr. Zhongli said. No matter how delicious the tea is, if it's inappropriate, it's inappropriate." Fukuchi Sakurachi said, "Then, how do you think this tea should be prepared to suit this meal?"

"Naturally, we should intervene from planting." Zhongli pushed the teacup back to Fudi Yingchi, "If the tea garden doesn't meet expectations, we can change it to another place."

Fudi Yingchi refills tea for Zhongli with kindness, "Ah, I would like to, but that tea garden is an old tea garden that has been producing tea for many years, and the assembly line has been fixed, so it's not easy to change."

"Employees who are willing to leave the old tea garden, tea trees suitable for the new land, and the foundation of the new tea garden. If these conditions are met, it will not be difficult to open up a new tea garden." Zhong Li said lightly, his brows and eyes blurred by the steaming mist, But it seemed that that bit of brilliant gold was getting sharper and more piercing.

"What's more, if new tea is available, it will be a great joy for tea drinkers."

Fudi Yingchi pushed back the full teacup to Zhongli.

"So, may I have the honor to invite tea drinkers to participate in a little construction of the tea garden?"

A piece of colorful paper was pressed under the teacup that was pushed back.

It was a free travel voucher for a beach somewhere in Okinawa that lasted until June next year.