See the spirit boy Gangji

The person opposite had an indescribable aura.

Black hair, half ball head.With auricle-type earrings, thin eyebrows and one eye.

Wearing a cassock that is incompatible with ordinary people, it can be said that it looks extremely conspicuous.

Is it a monk? In his cognition, it seems that only monks will wear this kind of clothes that are similar to Buddhism.Gangji looked around in confusion, the rain had just finished, and there was no one else in this place.

He pointed to himself.Are you talking to me?

The number of religious groups in Japan can be regarded as the highest in Asia.Because it has the belief of 800 million gods, in addition to Buddhism, Christianity and some strange new churches that have emerged all over the country are constantly developing believers.

Moreover, due to the increasing social pressure and national conditions in recent years, fanatic religious believers often appear, handing out leaflets and throwing advertisements into the cracks in the door.

There are not a few people who knock on the door to preach.News of fraud by religious groups will not be new in the eyes of the masses.

After all, there will always be people who believe such things.

But Bingsheng is a relatively laid-back industrial town. Although there are many shrines, but Buddhism and the like... He turned his brain and didn't have any impression.

Missionary?I don't seem to have much money.Tsuna has never encountered such a thing until now.The brown-haired boy looked at the black-haired man opposite him slowly, without any other reaction.

"I thought, what are you worrying about?" The monk stretched out his finger and pointed to the bench next to him, and asked gently and politely, "Can I sit next to you?"

There is still rain, are you not afraid of getting your clothes dirty?Gangji nodded casually, then watched the monk take out a piece of toilet paper from his wide sleeve to wipe off the water droplets beside his seat, and then sat beside him.

The strange man next to him began to look at himself.

Gangji felt a little uncomfortable.

After two seconds he stood up.

"Well, I'm leaving first," he said dryly, "Sir, take your time to rest."

As soon as he stood up, a broad hand directly held the boy's wrist, and was held tightly by the boy.Gang Ji turned his head and looked at the other party with some astonishment.

"That..." Gang Ji wanted to shake off the opponent but frowned slightly, and found that the strength of the opposite person seemed a little amazing.Or is it that I have exhausted too much energy today and can't keep up?

"Sit with me for a while," the man who grabbed his hand didn't seem to feel the slightest disrespect or embarrassment. His eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and his tone was still peaceful:

"Maybe I can help you solve your confusion."

The black-haired conjurer carefully looked at the brown-haired boy with a somewhat tangled face.Hold hands tightly at the same time.

The skeleton of the wrist is a bit on the small side.It should be said that compared with most of the conjurers who are very physically demanding, even if they are one or two years younger, they seem too weak.Obviously, there are great limitations in the development of physical skills, and it is currently impossible to reach the level of a stalemate with a first-level conjurer.

If physical skills are not enough, then it should be made up in terms of mana.After all, if they are forcibly drawn into a special domain... For most conjurers, a domain is a space that has an absolute advantage over them.So if this is the case, it is normal for real people to suffer.

The black-haired magician looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi.A smile appeared on his face.

The black-haired artist has a pretty good skin and looks very gentle. When he smiles, he will reveal a feeling of "this person should be easy to talk to." He should be able to walk on the street in casual clothes It will be the type that is favored by many women.But I don't know why, Tsuna always feels vaguely that the other party has a sense of disobedience.

How strange this man.

For the first time, Sawada Tsunayoshi had the idea of ​​not wanting to be with others.It is rare for him to have such a straightforward dislike for people. It is obvious that the other party has not done anything, and it is even the first time they have met, but Sawada Tsunayoshi has an inexplicable chill towards this monk.Especially now that he is holding his hand, under the skin contact, he feels as if he has touched something that makes the hairs stand on end.

I'm not confused, it's getting late and I should go home, and I'm not interested in preaching... Tsunaki was prevaricating in this way, but the man in front of him seemed to see what he was thinking, and said, "Very Are you in a hurry to leave? It’s only one o’clock in the afternoon now, and I won’t delay you for too long.” The other party’s tone was still gentle, which made Tsuna Ji’s original gathering like a discouraged ball dissipate all of a sudden.

"Okay, okay." He sat back again, his body also leaning slightly outward.The man smiled at this.

"You don't seem to be very good at rejecting others, you seem like a good boy."

"Excuse me……"

"So there's no need to apologize, right?" the monk said calmly. He slipped out of his robe a gray-blue sphere that was half the size of a palm and played with it in his hand: "You don't seem to be in a good mood. Well, what happened?"

Gangji pursed his lips slightly. "..." No matter what, I won't just tell a stranger that I'm going to die soon, so he doesn't want to chat.

"No, it's just that it's raining. I hate the weather."

The boy's eyes wandered a little, and finally landed on the gray-blue sphere in the man's hand from the empty amusement facility.

"Gloomy weather does bring bad things." The monk said casually, and passed the sphere in his hand: "You seem very interested in this?"

The material of the ball looked so strange that the boy couldn't help poking it with his hand.I thought it was a hard glass ball like a stone, but it turned out to be something soft or slippery like a lump of meat.

"Do you want to taste it?" He heard the monk's words next to his ear: "But you have to swallow it directly, after all, it tastes terrible."

"Eat?" Gang Ji was shocked, and then suddenly felt a chill, and shook his head quickly, the feeling was too disgusting: "No, no, I don't want it."

The monk stared at his face for a moment. "Yes, it will be stuck in the throat." He said in front of the brown-haired boy, raised his head in the blank and somewhat horrified eyes of the other party, and directly swallowed the gray-blue sphere the size of a palm. go down.

Tsunade opened her eyes wide.

Is this thing really edible, doesn't it feel disgusting?

"It smells like dead rats from the sewer." The black-haired man rubbed his throat with one hand, as if reminiscing: "Compared to those vomit rags, it has a different feeling, but...that's it."

His tone was not satisfied, but the monk's face remained unchanged.Tsuna Yoshi really felt weird, obviously he just sat down for less than 5 minutes!

This man is so strange!I shouldn't have come out in this weather!

Tsuna stood up abruptly, I don't want to continue sitting next to this person.

"I want to go back."

"Ah, did you feel uncomfortable, I'm sorry," the curser clasped his hands together, leaned on the back of the chair, with a smile on his face, "You're a good boy, aren't you? Gangji, don't be like this. I'm here this time Help you."

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