Jason looked at the scarecrow in his hand, and words began to emerge in front of him.
[Scarecrow: A farmer witnessed the marriage of his crush, and withered in despair in the rice field in front of her house, and turned into a scarecrow. Because he was worshiped by the surrounding villagers to pray for a good harvest, he gained weak strength, year after year Finally, his consciousness regained consciousness again. He saw the village caught in the flames of war, saw the object of his love protecting his child from harm, and saw the long sword stabbing at the other party. Without hesitation, He stood in front of her, he blocked everything for her, he wiped out the invading soldiers for her, he fell in the field, he looked at the sky in his memory, the ceremony gradually disappeared without a trace; Effect: The wearer can resist a fatal attack.]
(Note 1: Love can produce miracles, but it is not worth being humble.)
(Note 2: Love can give birth to miracles, so is it worth being humble?)
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"Such a scarecrow?"
"It must taste good."
Jason thought so.
For others, the [Scarecrow] that can withstand a fatal attack must be a treasure.
Otherwise, it wouldn't appear on Huakaiyuanshu's body.
But for the 'undead' Jason who is 'extraordinarily talented'.
This kind of ability is really tasteless.
Far better than eating it.
After all, the scent of [Scarecrow] had already told Jason that this was food that far exceeded 3 points of satiety.
"After parking the car, come to my room."
As he spoke, Jason opened the door and got out of the car, and walked towards Tongshou Temple.
He can't wait to eat [Scarecrow] now.
Looking at Jason's back, Hui Lijing quickly backed into the garage and started to park.
The old monk of Tongshou Temple and He Tai stood aside and waited.
"Is he always this lonely?"
asked the wandering onmyoji.
"Most of the time."
"Who in the world is not like this?"
"It looks like a group, but in the end, there is only one person walking alone."
The old monk of Tongshou Temple clasped his hands together and said, then he couldn't help sighing.
Some of these exclamations came out of emotion.
What's more, it's the habit of the old monk of Tongshou Temple.
In order to play the role of 'Master Tongshou Temple' well, he tried his best to conform to the image of an eminent monk.
Naturally, some words will also become unfathomable.
It's a pity that he doesn't understand those inscrutable words at all.
I can only choose some of my own perceptions.
"Are you talking about the end of your life again?"
The wandering onmyoji asked respectfully.
"It's not just the end of life, but from the moment a person is born, he is a separate individual, and then, step by step towards death, this process needs to be endured by one person."
"Whether parents, lovers, or children are irreplaceable."
"It's hard, but it has to be endured."
"So, many times, people will say-the world is very good, but it will never come again in the next life."
The old monk sighed.
He thought of his parents, former wife, and children.
But the more I think about it, the more lonely I feel.
Because they are already gone.
"But there are good things too, right?"
The wandering onmyoji asked back.
It's hard for you to imagine a person who lives in the shadows of the 'inner world' and believes in the beauty of the world.
But that's the way it is.
Wandering onmyojis think they are not good people, and even admit that they are bad people, but they are definitely not evil people.
Because he still has his own bottom line.
Therefore, he believes in the beauty of the world.
Even if such a good, very few, very few.
"Yes, I have!"
"right here."
The old monk admitted frankly.
Then, he pointed to his heart.
Although the parents, wife, and children have long since passed away, the memories in my heart are still beautiful.
In other words, it is precisely because of this kind of departure that such beauty is so precious.
He will never forget.
It is also impossible to forget.
Because ah, this is his only sustenance after getting used to 'loneliness'.
It is also the motivation for him to continue walking.
People, there must be a reason and an excuse to continue.
The old monk of Tongshou Temple who considers himself a mortal is no exception.
Even, he thinks he needs more.
After all, he, a mortal, is still a fake monk who became a monk halfway.
The wandering onmyoji looked at the old monk of Tongshou Temple.
He always felt that there was something different about the master in front of him.
But what is it
He couldn't speak again.
Is this the master
The wandering onmyoji touched his heart, and an inexplicable feeling began to appear.
The old monk looked at the appearance of the wandering onmyoji, but said nothing.
He is used to it.
I don't know where to start, but people who talk to him always show such an expression.
Then, these people will be more grateful to him.
I don't know what happened, but it should be a good thing, right
Hui Lijing, who had parked the car, looked at the old monk and the wandering onmyoji standing aside, completely ignoring her, and walked quickly towards Tongshou Temple.
Her current heart is completely focused on the knowledge she is about to learn.
Suck.
As if sucking noodles, Jason ate the [Scarecrow] in his hand.
When his tongue touched the [Scarecrow], the scarecrow's rope melted directly, and the scarecrow that could have been chewed in his hand instantly became like noodles.
Moreover, very strong.
There are also some Q bombs.
In terms of taste, it has the taste of flour and tomato in the true sense.
"Is it because it stands in the field?"
Jason guessed.
The text in front of me is a truthful display.
[Eating 'Scarecrow' (complete)]
[Excess recovery of physical strength, energy, and injuries!]
[Saturation +200]
[Saturation: 829]
[Excitement of eating +1]
[Eating Excitement: 1]
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"Eating excitement?"
Jason looked at the increased 'eating excitement' and was taken aback.
In the past 'eating', even if this kind of food is easily available, even if there is a considerable amount of satiety, there will not be 'eating excitement'.
And now
"Is it because I haven't encountered a fair degree of 'food' before?"
"Or is it also counted in the 'hunting' when fighting against the Blossom Tree?"
"If that's the case... Maybe the battle mode can be changed."
Jason thought, and his face showed excitement.
Because, if it is like the latter, he can definitely snatch it during the battle... No, it is to 'take' the props with the 'food smell' on the enemy.
Although it was just a guess, such a guess made Jason stand up and walk around the room twice.
In his mind, a plan had already begun.
Jason didn't recover until Hui Lijing knocked on the door.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Jason?"
asked the female detective.
"Please come in."
Jason responded, and then, looking at the female detective who walked in, he pointed directly at the open space in the next room.
"You stand here first."
Jason said.
The female detective was a little puzzled, but she followed suit.
She believed in Jason.
"For the 'mysterious side', or the 'inner world', what do you want to learn?"
Jason asked.
Seriously speaking, this is Jason's first real teacher.
He is completely inexperienced.
I don't know how to teach either.
And with the 'promise' as a premise, he will definitely do his best.
So, after thinking about it, Jason planned to start with the interest of the female detective and teach her what she was interested in.
interest is the best teacher.
Jason believed this sentence.
Moreover, it will save him more effort.
"fighting!"
The female detective said without hesitation.
In just a few days, the female detective has seen too many "mysterious side" incidents.
Almost everything is about life.
If you don't have enough strength, you will really die without a burial place.
Therefore, she chose to fight.
Or…
attack!
In the heart of a female detective, the best defense is to take the initiative to attack.
"Fight?"
After pondering for a while, Jason quickly understood what the female detective was thinking. Immediately, he asked, "Do you have a dagger or a dagger?"
"have!"
The female detective said immediately.
And, he immediately took out a small dagger from his belt and handed it to Jason.
Jason took the dagger, and after getting used to it, he attacked directly to the side.
Woo!
The dagger cut the air and made a strong wind sound. The female detective stared at it with wide eyes, but before the female detective could react at all, Jason stabbed the dagger out again.
Woo!
This time the dagger is faster!
Although the female detective didn't respond, she could feel it.
Suddenly speed up
The female detective's eyes lit up.
Not an idiot in combat, on the contrary, a female detective who has experienced the battlefield knows the importance of this.
At critical moments, things can really be turned around.
"This is a technique from a friend of mine. He created this technique based on the spears in the military camp and some assassins' understanding of the skills of short swords and daggers. To practice it requires you..."
Jason began to explain to the female detective the technique of [Pull].
The female detective is quite smart, Jason just said it twice, and he completely remembered it.
Then, self-practice began.
The brain remembering and getting started are two different things.
It's a process that takes a long time to get used to.
"This is one of the skills I will teach you as agreed, and the most important foundation of the 'mysterious side': Tufu language."
"It will be your most direct contact with the 'mysterious side'."
"However, now you need to master the [Thrust]."
"After that, I will teach you again."
Saying so, Jason walked out.
Although he didn't know how to teach it, Jason would never forget the foundation of [Tufuyu].
And teach [Push]
Jason definitely didn't relax his standards for basics because of the female detective's previous treats.
After all, his 'core' skills were not taught at all.
Walking out of the left wing, Jason strode towards the scripture room where the old monk of Tongshou Temple was.
After starting to teach Jason the 'Tong Shou Temple Inheritance', the old monk spent most of his time here.
During the period, Jason saw Mrs. He standing at the door.
The wandering onmyoji looked at Jason with a slight frown, but didn't say anything. It wasn't until Jason's figure disappeared that the wandering onmyoji looked outside the door.
Continue to fulfill the principles you guard.
Jason was well aware of this.
But totally don't care.
Because, he didn't perceive any malice.
As for vigilance
That should exist.
Not to mention a wandering onmyoji, his vigilance is something ordinary people don't have.
He has it, why can't others
Inside the library, the lights are bright.
On the table that Jason was familiar with, the old monk burned a pot of incense.
The smoke was misty, and the old monk was flipping through the scriptures.
It's not a secret or a mystery.
Just ordinary scriptures.
Moreover, while reading it, I made notes on the scriptures.
Very serious, not perfunctory.
Just looking at this scene, it was hard for Jason to imagine that the old monk was a 'fake monk' who became a monk halfway through.
"Are you fully into the drama?"
Thinking about it, Jason walked to the table and sat opposite the old monk.
"Grandmaster."
Jason alarmed the old monk, and the old monk immediately put down the scriptures and said with clasped hands.
"Do you like to read scriptures?"
Jason glanced at it, and asked after the scriptures were full of notes.
"This is what a monk should do."
"After all, I don't want to disappoint the hopes of the previous masters."
"Before meeting you, Master, I will work hard to ensure the reputation of Tongshou Temple."
The old monk spoke sincerely.
For Jason, who knew everything, the old monk had no intention of hiding anything.
And Jason pondered again.
True and false when true and false.
When the fake is true, the fake is also true.
Inexplicably, Jason thought of this sentence.
"What's the matter, master?"
The old monk asked puzzledly.
"It's nothing, let's continue to inherit."
Jason shook his head.
He didn't think he should remind the old monk anything.
This is the old monk's own business.
Naturally, the old monk will solve it by himself.
Jason only thought that the old monk was too involved in the drama, but what Jason never expected was that the old monk had not been too involved in the drama, but integrated "drama" into his life.
"certainly!"
"Master [Dawei Tianlong Law] is the core secret of Tongshou Temple. Except for the heirs of Tongshou Temple, it cannot be passed on to outsiders."
Before teaching Jason, the old monk explained.
Immediately, Jason knew what was going on.
The old monk was worried that he would teach other people the core secrets of Tongshou Temple.
Jason shook his head at this.
"Will not."
"I will only pass it on to the heirs of Tongshou Temple."
Jason reassured.
"Then let's get started!"
The old monk said, and unfolded the [Dawei Tianlong Method] in his hand.
At the same time, Ryosuke has brought Urashima back to his office.
After closing the back door, Ryosuke looked at Urashima seriously.
"Urashima, have you considered it?"
"There is still a possibility of exiting now."
"Once it starts... there is no way out."
Ryosuke asked.
"no problem."
"I've already thought about it."
"let's start."
Urashima nodded vigorously.
Ryosuke looked at Urashima, and then picked up the phone on the table.
He broadcast a number.
After a brief busy tone from the handset, the call was connected.
"Hello?"
Ryosuke spoke first.
On the other side is silence.
"Hello?"
"Is it Chief Miyamoto?"
Ryosuke asked again.
This time, the phone was no longer silent, and a pleasant voice came—
"Are you looking for Miyamoto?"
"Sorry, he just died."
"I... killed it."