"If I can give your sword a sword soul, I hope you can go to a place with me." Amamiya Haruki's expression was full of seriousness.
When Lin Qiye heard this, he felt a little relieved.
For strangers, this simple and clear transaction is more reassuring than inexplicable kindness.
"Where?"
"I can't tell you yet, but that place is a bit dangerous, and... the Fujin sword cannot be used."
"So, you want me to protect you?" Lin Qiye instantly understood what Amamiya Haruki meant.
Amamiya Haruki's power comes from the Fukutsu Sword. If the Fukutsu Sword's ability is banned in a certain place, then his situation will be no different from his own situation in Japan. He needs someone who can perform without the Fukutsu Sword.
Someone who has the strength to protect him.
And an intruder like him from the outside is the best choice.
"That's right." Amamiya Haruki said immediately, "You don't have to rush to reject me. We can wait until we find the person and confirm whether he can repair the sword and give it a soul before we make a decision."
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, let's talk about it then."
When Amamiya Haruki heard his answer, her body relaxed a little.
"Then when will we leave?" Lin Qiye asked.
"Before I go, I still have some things to take care of." Haruki Amamiya thought for a while, "In two weeks, you go to the fishing boat tea house in Shinsaibashi, Osaka, and put a 50 yen coin in the potted plant on the left side of the door.
Coin, I will find you."
"good."
Lin Qiye felt a little emotional.
He is worthy of being a [Fierce Ghost] level wanted criminal, even the way he connects his joints is so rigorous...
When Amamiya Haruki saw Lin Qiye's promise, he nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the mountain in the darkness.
At this moment, Lin Qiye’s voice sounded again:
"Wait a moment!"
Amamiya Haruki stopped and turned to look at him doubtfully.
"Are we considered allies now?" Lin Qiye said solemnly.
Haruki Amamiya thought for a moment and said, "Forget it."
Lin Qiye nodded, stretched out his hand, and spoke seriously:
"Lend me some money."
…
“Welcome to visit next time~”
In the sweet voice of the clerk, Lin Qiye opened the door of the convenience store, carried a large bag of things, and walked straight out.
Now Lin Qiye had completely changed his clothes, wearing an ordinary blue hooded sweatshirt. The hood of the sweatshirt covered the outline of his face. He lowered his head and put on a black mask, covering half of his face.
As for the black windbreaker that Nyx gave him, it had turned into a wisp of night color and clung to the surface of his body, making it completely invisible from the outside.
The only disadvantage of this kind of dress is that whenever he walks behind a woman, he will always be looked at with extremely vigilant eyes, as if he is some kind of perverted stalker.
The Oracle's left eye seemed to have been modified. Lin Qiye knew that his appearance had probably been photographed. If he hadn't been unable to use the Forbidden Ruins, he would have used transformation magic to completely change his appearance and body shape. But in this situation
, he can only use this simplest way of disguise.
Even so, he still deliberately avoids all surveillance cameras. Fortunately, this is also a suburb of Yokohama, and surveillance is not very dense, so it is not difficult to avoid them.
Lin Qiye carried a whole bag of food and daily necessities, looked at the white fish belly that was gradually appearing on the horizon, hesitated for a moment, and walked in a certain direction.
…
Suburbs, containers.
"Xiao Youli, what day is it today?" Under the dim light, Grandma He, who was folding the paper crane, seemed to have remembered something and asked hoarsely.
On the side, Yurina was squatting in the corner of the mattress, reaching out to dig something into the cotton wool of the mattress, and thinking for a while:
"It should be Sunday."
"It's Sunday..." Grandma He put down the paper crane in her hand and looked at the door of the container with cloudy eyes, "Aren't we going to worship the God of Fortune this week?"
Yurina was stunned for a moment, with some hesitation on her face.
"this week……"
Grandma He saw her hesitation and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong, Xiao Youli, didn't you used to worship the God of Fortune once a week?"
"...No, it's nothing."
Yurina lowered her head and thought seriously.
Worshiping the God of Fortune was a habit she developed a long time ago when her mother was still alive, taking her to the shrine to pray for blessings. According to her mother, only by praying to the God of Fortune regularly and devoutly can he hear people's wishes.
Let the light of blessing and wisdom protect them and keep them away from evil spirits.
Until now, she still retains this habit, but what happened yesterday made her a little dazed, and she even forgot that today is the day to worship the God of Fortune.
So today, should you go or not?
It stands to reason that the police had been searching for her all day yesterday and should have given up tracking her now. In addition, this place is only two streets away from the Fukugami shrine, so there shouldn't be any problems.
But she's worried about more than just the police...
After struggling for a long time, she nodded.
Perhaps as my mother said, only by praying devoutly to the God of Fortune can he hear her wishes and protect them from the claws of the devil.
"Go!" she said, and then added, "Grandma Crane, please wait for me."
Yurina took out a small wooden box from the cotton wool of the mattress and pulled open the lid of the wooden box. There were scattered coins and a few old banknotes inside, which totaled about nine thousand.
How many yen.
This is all their savings.
After Yurina confirmed that all the money was there, she breathed a sigh of relief, took out a thousand yen and kept it close to her body, then stood up and walked to the chair, helped up the swaying Grandma Crane, opened the door and walked out of the container.
The two of them moved forward slowly along the deserted road.
Under the blue sky, several birds flew over their heads with fluttering wings. The warm sun shone on Grandma He's body, and her eyes narrowed into slits.
"It's such a nice weather, Xiao Youli." A long-awaited smile bloomed on her wrinkled face.
"Yeah, it seemed like it rained heavily last night."
"Heavy rains in this season are rare."
After the rain, the city was filled with a faint aroma of earth, especially near the suburbs. The two of them, wearing kimonos and wooden clogs, walked along the street toward the city.
Yurina supported Grandma He and walked for about twenty minutes before arriving at a shrine that was full of incense.
For the residents here, different jobs, different stages, and different purposes require different gods to be worshiped. For example, for students who are about to take exams, they usually worship the god of learning, Sugawara Michizane;
Men and women who enter into marriage usually worship the God of Love; while for ordinary people, the most common gods to worship are the Seven Gods of Luck.
Mahakala, the god of good luck and fortune; Ebisu, the god of wealth; Bishamonten, the god of infinite wisdom; Biancaiten, the god of good fortune and freedom; Fu, Lu and Shou, the god of fortune; Juro, the god of longevity; Hotai Monk, the god of good luck;