Conan World's Fake Passerby Code

She actually managed to keep her mid-level results from slipping to the bottom of the well.

......

Conan shook his head and put all these things aside for now.

Then, a cake with the label of Todaiji Temple that has been here for an unknown period of time.There is another document.

Conan put the thing on his head in a strange way, and looked carefully. It was nothing, just ordinary pancakes that were always bouncing.

Conan didn't think much, put the cake aside, and stretched his sinful hands towards the contents of the safe.

As expected, it was filled with items missing from the shelves.

Sister He Zhi is hiding something on purpose, and what's inside may give him the answer.

He pulled out the photo album.

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ps: It's not Conan's problem, it's all my fault (tears)

Chapter 174 The Encounter 500 Years Ago

full moon...

Although the invitation was written on the night of the full moon, no one would be so low on EQ that they would get stuck in the literal meaning of "full moon" on Liushaotou on the moon, right?

Looking at the nearby zombies, Ultraman Mask, Medusa, burn makeup... Mori Kogoro touched the plastic pointy ears on his ears, and felt that he suddenly looked handsome compared to the group of demons and ghosts in front of him. Yi Shang a lot.

It's like the only sun in the bright and clear sky, so handsome that it blows up the whole world.

Yuanzi took a sip of his drink depressedly, "Really, I wanted to chat with handsome guys, but one or two turned out to be so scary—and I was hit with creativity, ah, creativity!"

"A witch is a very popular image, right? Don't you see that there are a lot of zombies too?" Mori Kogoro rolled his eyes.

"But, yes, ah!"

Sonoko lowered his face and pointed at someone, "Pretending to be a witch, I can't beat that person at all, okay! It's too foul for a guy who is usually a witch to pretend to be a witch!!!"

Mori Kogoro and Xiaolan looked in the direction Sonoko pointed, their eyes lit up, "Isn't this Miss Nagara Haruka!"

The beauty fortune teller in the Su Fang Hongzi incident last time, the super beauty with the black tear mole under the corner of her eye!

Don't think that the tear mole is very long!

To become a beautiful woman with a tear mole, first of all, it must be randomly placed under the eyelids on a ten-square-centimeter face at birth. This tear mole cannot be a junctional nevus, intradermal nevus, mixed hemorrhoidal nevus, blue nevus, giant mole, verrucous Mole, it has to be a simple, clean, cute little mole.

After many selections, the tear mole has successfully become a standard tear mole. There is one last requirement to become a good tear mole.

That is, the master's face is even more beautiful.

She is not pretty, and her moles are all white.

And Ms. Nagara Haruka... is the ultimate Terminator who has a standard tear mole and is beautiful!

After Haruka Nagara glanced at them, he kept that allah-ala witch-like smile on his face, skillfully dealt with the people around him, and walked over.

"Long time no see, Mr. Maori, and Xiaolan."

Nagara Haruka looked around them inadvertently, "Miss Hezhi, are the two children from last time still here?"

"Both Conan and Xiao Ai have caught a cold. Sister Hezhi said that she is not interested in this kind of makeup party." Xiaolan pushed Mouri Kogoro back, and she smiled as a liaison ambassador and talked to Nagara Haruka.

"Really, that's really a pity." Nagara Haruka nodded his chin, his eyes were deep, "Obviously that child doesn't need makeup when he comes here."

"what?"

Xiaolan was a little at a loss, what, what does this mean?

Nagara Haruka covered her mouth and chuckled, "It means that for Ms. He Zhi, if you come here without makeup, it can be regarded as dressing up as a succubus."

"Ahahahahaha~ Ms. Nagara really knows how to joke."

Mori Kogoro laughed knowingly, "Stars are like that, and for a succubus, don't they need two horns, a pair of small wings, and a pointed tail!"

Ms. Haruka Nagara squinted her eyes, "Well... then the last succubus—this kind of setting?"

Seeing the three people chatting lively, Sonoko couldn't help interrupting their conversation because she was too lonely and cold to intervene, "Is Miss Nagara also pretending to be a witch this time?"

"Witch? No no no no no..."

Nagara Haruka raised his eyebrows mysteriously, "The witch is someone else. I am playing a nightmare!"

"Liar! It's clearly the image of a witch! How could Nightmare be dressed like this!"

"Because! Because! For! Yes! Dream! Nightmare!"

Nagara Haruka, who has been oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-umm, suddenly turned serious, as if she touched on some undeniable professional topic, "To appear in people's dreams, of course a very representative image must be used. Just like fooling King Arthur back then... I mean, just like Merlin teaching King Arthur in a dream, Merlin's image is an old man with a white beard. It mainly depends on what Nightmare wants to pretend to be, or what he likes recently."

"I like witches very much recently, but if there was a masquerade like this hundreds of years ago, I might dress up as a succubus."

Sonoko's mouth twitched, "Isn't this still belonged to the witch!"

And what about hundreds of years ago...the fortune-teller and this person set it up?

Nagara Haruka smiled noncommittally, and after chatting for a while, walked to the window, away from the noisy monsters, looked at the sea outside the window, and the rising full moon.

How long ago was that?

Although I can't remember the exact year, and the things I experienced before and after have long been vague, but that person is still engraved in his head like a knife and an axe.

Want to forget can not forget.

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500 years ago, Japan was the era of Oda Nobunaga and Toyotomi Hideyoshi, known as the Azuchi Momoyama era. Of course, it is better to remember the Oritoyo era.

It's also better.

But this has nothing to do with Nagara Haruka, she lived in Great Britain 1000 years ago, after messing things up, she left the sad place and wandered to a country called Ming Dynasty.

She had indeed wandered around Japan, but at that time Japanese men had haircuts that were too eye-catching, so she left this small island in a hurry and came to the Ming Dynasty, which was much bigger than Japan.

At that time, it was the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor was good and the ministers were good, and the whole dynasty was in a prosperous atmosphere, and it was very happy to watch, so I found a small place to settle down.

As a hybrid of Nightmare and human, although I don’t know how her parents gave birth to her, Nagara Haruka has never met her parents, but she is very grateful to Nightmare for giving her the ability to be unbeatable and survive by eating nightmares. I am also very grateful for the joy of the world brought to me by the human side.

Because, it’s not that Haruka Nagara has never seen the same kind, and each of them has the feeling of "I am a nightmare, I have no feelings, I am just a ruthless nightmare-eating machine".

So my human father or mother is really super powerful.

Although he can live in human dreams, Nagara Haruka still prefers to live in the real world.

Because dreams are so mysterious, one second they are fluffy clouds, the next they fall into the abyss, maybe they wake up right after falling asleep.

Still relatively stable in reality.

In this way, Nagara Haruka built a stone house in the beautiful mountains and lived comfortably.There is a human village at the foot of the mountain, and it is convenient to eat dreams.

Chapter 175 Mo Yuzhi and Yan Mengzhi

There are ferocious beasts on the mountain, and humans usually don't bother them.

But Nagara Haruka is a hybrid of Nightmare and human. For animals, the hybrid of Nightmare and human is like the emerald green in the mountains in elegance, and it is a wooden stake in a straightforward way.

There are so many trees in the mountains, as long as you are careful not to be picked out by the fierce cat Wanli as a claw-grinding tree, there is no danger.

If only it had been a pure blood nightmare, which is like a breeze on the cheeks of animals.

But... In these years, Nagara Haruka has actually never seen any pure-blood magic species again.

Not to mention magical creatures... Even the mistletoe that Nagara Haruka likes to eat most other than nightmares is almost extinct in Great Britain, but outside this city named Linqing in the Ming Dynasty On this mountain, I was very surprised to find a lot of mistletoe! ! !

For a moment, the idea of ​​cultivating mistletoe for sustainable development flashed through his head, but his restless little hands grabbed a handful of mistletoe and stuffed them into his mouth when he was in a daze.

After more than ten years, the mistletoe in a radius of 20 miles disappeared mysteriously, and people in Linqing never saw the mistletoe that was everywhere more than ten years ago.

Why is it mysteriously extinct again?

Nagara Haruka felt very sad about this, is this the persecution of magic species in the end of the Dharma era!

From the bottom of her heart, she felt a sense of sadness between magical species, and then stuffed the last handful of mistletoe into her mouth.

He burped contentedly.

The following days will be very boring, there will be no delicious mistletoe, and the nightmares of the villagers at the foot of the mountain will be the same. The uncle dreamed that the widow next door was like a flower and refused to marry him, and the aunt dreamed that her married daughter was being bullied by her in-laws...

In short, it was the messy things about the seven aunts and eight aunts that made Nagara Haruka miss the days when he was in Great Britain.The little girl's nightmares had always been funny, and so had the nightmares of the knights around her, and she had a good time.

There are also children in the village whose mother tells a ghost story about a female ghost living on the mountain before going to bed. When eating this dream, Nagara Haruka is kicked up.

Say who is the female ghost!

However, the fact that there are female ghosts on the mountain existed hundreds of years before Nagara came here.

Not referring to her specifically.

Then, more than ten years later, Nagara Haruka met the originator of the legend of "there is a female ghost on the mountain".

It was an ordinary summer.

The morning mist flows slowly in the forest, the trees are shaded, and the waves are like the sea.

Nagara Haruka woke up rubbing her eyes after sleeping for several days.

As soon as she woke up, she was keenly aware of a strong sense of disobedience.

It was obviously summer, and it should be the season when everything grows. The annoying sound of insects made her take two dreams and stuff them into her ears before falling asleep.

But after waking up this time, the sounds of insects, birds, big cats grinding their claws, animals running...all disappeared.

The forest was eerily quiet.

If it weren't for the wind blowing through the leaves and rustling, Nagara Haruka would have thought that she was suddenly deaf when she woke up.

But immediately she became even more horrified. These flowers, plants and trees, which were fine before going to bed, are now all leaning towards one direction.

it's so...

It's too spicy!

As a hybrid of a nightmare and a human, Nagara Haruka likes to do some interesting and deadly things!

Anyway, I can't die.

Then she boldly walked over in the direction where the flowers, plants and trees slanted.

Having lived in this mountain for decades, Nagara Haruka knew where the source of this mutation was while walking.

That nameless creek.

Although no one knows, Nagara Haruka thinks this is a very beautiful stream, so if the mutation will cause any harm to the stream, Nagara Haruka still wants to take care of it.

The closer to the creek, the more vibrant the surrounding movement became.

The lost bird hovered over the stream and sang, and the annoying cicada closed its sounder tightly and lay quietly on the tree.

The faintly skinny big cat lay obediently under the shade of the tree, and the group of monkeys who always fought with the big cat sat around it obediently.

Nagara Haruka stepped out from the bushes, his eyes suddenly opened up, and he finally found the source of the mutation.

——A girl in black who hastily put on a bamboo hat.

"......Hello?"

Nagara Haruka tentatively greeted her, but just looking at her back, she felt that wow was so cute, and she also knew what happened to the animals and plants on the mountain.

The girl in black sat by the stream with her back to her, silent.

She knew what the girl was worried about.

Nagara Haruka's voice softened, "Don't worry, I'm a hybrid of human and nightmare, born with a lack of emotion, I only like to watch the excitement, and I won't like anyone."

The girl in black moved, and a very soft voice came from under the big black robe, "Really?"

This girl!

The sound is also super nice! ! !

So Nagara Haruka nodded vigorously, even though the girl turned her back and couldn't see the movement, "Well, really!"