[Tutor] Kongyu name

Come on, but I came to Bingsheng last year after all, and I have met Aunt Kyoko, Xiaochun, Yiping, and Aunt Nana who are here now. If I don’t pretend, I will definitely be recognized soon.

What's more, Uncle Chuanping likes the ramen called Le Lexuan the most.

Sure enough, as soon as I finished finishing my wig, a girl's clear voice came from outside the door: "Uncle Chuanping, your ramen is here, can I go in?"

Uncle Chuanping opened the door and took the ramen nimbly: "Well, it's not mushy today." He leaned against the door and started eating.

I:"……"

Yiping smiled and waved to me: "Miss Axia is here too, have you already eaten?"

"I'm going to eat out now." I shook my head and said with a smile, "I'm not like a certain uncle, I'm a rice pie."

"Really! That Yiping is steamed stuffed bun pie." She picked up the takeaway food box on the ground, said goodbye to us politely, and flew to the next one.

I took my bag, replaced the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of my nose with sunglasses, and walked out of the store: "Then I'm going to eat too, so please let the uncle watch the store by himself during this period."

"Oh, just right."

Uncle Chuanping spoke suddenly, and I subconsciously stopped, leaning on the door frame and looking back at him.He walked to the desk, still holding the bowls and chopsticks in one hand, opened the drawer with the other hand, and pulled out an envelope from it, "Can you help me deliver this to the Minami Shrine? Just put it on the gift box. Okay, let’s take a walk after dinner.”

I took it strangely, looked back and forth, but didn't find any recipient's name: "Who is it for?"

"People who need it will naturally take it."

Uncle Chuanping picked up his ramen bowl again, I pouted and stuffed the envelope into my bag: "The envelope is not sealed, maybe I will peek at it before sending it out."

I didn't get any reply, so I took it as his acquiescence, and simply took out the contents of the envelope while eating.

There is only a thin piece of paper inside, and the recipient and sender are also not written. There are only two words on it: flame and ring.

Fire and rings?What the hell are you talking about?

No wonder he doesn't worry about me peeking at it. Even if I read this kind of content, I can't guess anything.

I put the letter back in the envelope without any changes, and delivered it to Minamori Shrine before going back to the shop.

Maybe it was lunch time, and there were very few people around.After entering the torii, the sun is completely blocked by the dense leaves, the shadows are overwhelming, and the shrine stands at the end of this shadow.

I don't know if it's due to the atmosphere, but the surrounding area is so |quiet that I can only hear the sound of sandals hitting the slate.I unconsciously walked lightly, walked to the shrine, and put the envelope on the edge of the gift box.After thinking about it, I finally took out five yuan and threw it in, and worshiped the gods here.

I don't have any special wishes, but since he is the god of Nishiki, he must be able to bless Tsunakichi who was born and raised here.

rustle--

Lin Hai swayed and whirled, I held down my black hair blown by the wind, turned around and went back.

The white light under the torii is like an entrance to another world, shining in the shadows.Suddenly, a black dot broke into the light, and gradually formed a black figure as the steps went up.

I deliberately slowed down and watched him pass me by.

He was a tall man, wearing a black suit even in the heat of summer.But despite being so formally dressed, he has a particularly eye-catching airplane head and a straw in his mouth, just like an adult version of a delinquent boy.

Bingsheng really has all kinds of people.

I walked slowly to the bottom of the torii gate, and took the opportunity to go down the steps to look back, and the man just walked to the front of the shrine.He stopped in front of the gift box, but did not put his palms together to salute, then turned around and walked into the woods behind the shrine.

So it turns out that he is the recipient...or rather, he is an errand runner like me.

I looked away and left the shrine without haste.

When he returned to Uncle Chuanping's shop, he was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, which seemed to have just been delivered, and he hadn't seen it this morning.

While changing the sunglasses back to the plain glasses, I reported to him: "The letter has been delivered."

"Thank you." The white-haired man glanced at me from behind the newspaper, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "I have something I'm interested in investigating, but I don't have enough staff recently."

"Oh? You want me to run errands again."

Uncle Chuanping slowly put the newspaper on the coffee table. The page he read just now was social news. At first glance, it seemed to be all trivial matters and advertisements, but he still stared at one corner with great interest: "There is one Good things seem to have arrived in Japan, and you happen to be a new face, maybe you can just help me with this."

I tilted my head and sat down opposite him: "Then what good do I do?"

Uncle Chuanping leaned back on the sofa and yawned: "About the letter just now, you should have some questions that I need to explain."

I didn't speak, just quietly waiting for his next words.

"Where do I start..."

To be honest, I thought it would take longer to get these "basics".Through Uncle Chuanping’s explanation, I learned that the flames that sprout from Tsunayoshi’s forehead and fists every time he fights are called the flames of death energy, and they must be the flames mentioned in the letter I sent out.

Didn't expect that the current mafia no longer uses knives and guns to fight with such novelty things?I thought it was Tsunayoshi's unique trick.

But what about the ring?I didn't see Ah Gang wearing that kind of thing, but he did let out the fire of death.

"Well, although some people can directly release flames, most people still can't do it, so they need rings, and you can use them as a tool to assist and increase.

"Fires and rings are the main fighting methods of the modern mafia. Knowing these, it will be a little easier to avoid them...for you."

Having said that, Uncle Chuanping stopped, pulled out a piece of paper from the pile of newspapers and pushed it in front of me, "What I'm looking for this time is a ring, well, it looks a bit weird."

What he showed me looked like a sketch drawn by someone. There were six rings on it. The brushwork was quite simple, but the strange and creepy appearance was outlined so vividly.

"Is one of them..."

Although it looks so ugly, it should be a very powerful ring. After all, there are only six rings in total.

I folded the paper and put it in my pocket, stood up: "I see, where do I start first?"

"Yokohama."

Speaking of Yokohama, Chinatown is the most famous.

I stood at the entrance, and on the archway in front of me, there was a huge Chinese character "China Street" written in Chinese characters. As far as I could see, the street was full of turbulent crowds, and there were almost restaurants and hotels on both sides.

In spite of the scorching sun, the interest of the tourists has not diminished in the slightest.I was already sweating from the time I arrived in Yokohama from Bingsheng, and I really didn't want to continue wandering the streets under the sun.

There was an ice shop not far away. I went in and ordered some shaved ice, and sat by the window to observe the actions of the people around me.

Uncle Chuanping said that the person who gave him the information is now in Chinatown, but the other party does not appear in a fixed location, so he needs to find it by himself.Although I think this is mostly an excuse for him not wanting to come out to find someone in the summer, but the whole Chinatown is divided by many streets and alleys, like a city within a city, it is really not easy to find someone.

"Hello, here is your shaved ice."

The waiter is a cute girl like Yiping. I smiled at her, and suddenly remembered and asked, "By the way, I'm here to find someone. Do you know who in Chinatown has the best news?"

"Huh?" The girl was taken aback, blinked her black and white eyes, and replied with some uncertainty, "I don't know very well, but you can ask the owner of the bun stall at the street corner over there."

She said, pointing out the window.I followed and looked, and there was indeed a steamed stuffed bun stall at the corner two streets away. A young man in a red Tang suit was sitting in the shadow behind the stall, chatting happily with the owner of the shop next door.

"Everyone likes to ask him for news, although I don't know where he got that information from."

"Oh, that's right, thank you so much."

I thanked the girl, and while observing the young man in the distance, I quickly finished the shaved ice and went straight to the bun stand.

As soon as I approached the booth, the surging heat knocked me down. I avoided the steam, went to buy a steamed stuffed bun, and asked tentatively, "Well... sorry, I'm looking for something, I don't know Have you ever seen it?"

The young stall owner in Tang suit smiled, but did not show any impatience: "Excuse me, what is it?"

"A ring." I stretched out my finger and gestured. "It's bigger than the average ring, and the shape is a bit strange. There were originally six rings."

Saying this, I observed his expression carefully, the smile on the man's face did not change at all, as if I was still asking questions related to buns.

"That... Do you have an impression?"

"Well..." While talking, the steamer next to it was steaming, and the young stall owner slowly took out the bottom two drawers, and put two new drawers on the top, "It came with someone else, Nature is in people of the same nature."

"Come here with someone else?" I was taken aback, a little surprised, "Before that, it was at..."

"Italy."

It is related to the Italian mafia again, so Uncle Chuanping must know better than others who came from there recently.

I nodded: "Since they are all here, I can ask you