Uesugoshi's eyes were already red, the old man burst into tears, and Eriyi stayed quietly in the old man's arms.
Seeing the farewell of the father and daughter, everyone was in awe.
At the last minute, Fingel and Ling arrived belatedly.
"What are you doing?" Lu Mingfei looked curiously at Fingel, who was holding a big box.
"I went to see off my old brother Tang in the morning. He didn't come with us. He said he wanted to go to Hokkaido for a few days first." Fingel patted the cardboard box in his hand, "As for these...hehehe, from Japan
I brought some souvenirs."
"Souvenirs?" Lu Mingfei was stunned, "Aren't the souvenirs here Sakura Girls and anime? How are you going to take these things away?"
As he said that, Lu Mingfei stepped forward to look through Fingel's cardboard box, but Fingel protected it like a treasure, as if there was gold in the box.
"Slow down, slow down, don't let me break it. I spent a lot of money to get these things." Fingel said with some dissatisfaction. He carefully opened the box a crack and showed it to Lu Mingfei, "Look.
Okay, don’t make any noise, you can only carry a limited number of them at one time, these are high-quality products.”
Lu Mingfei curiously leaned forward and looked at the contents of the box through the crack. Then his eyes widened and he reached in and took it out in disbelief. Fingel didn't even have time to stop him.
"Hey, I told you not to do anything!" Fingel was a little anxious.
Lu Mingfei took out a blue-haired plastic doll with short blue hair covering one eye. The workmanship was exquisite and the image was very cute. If you watch anime often, you must know such a classic character...
Rem, the daughter in "A Different World from Zero", is the chosen wife of otakus.
It's a Rem figure... but the most important thing is that this Rem doesn't wear clothes!
"The box is full of these things? If you bring so many unclothed dolls... figures at one time, 10,000% will be detained by customs." Lu Mingfei glanced at Fingel, Lu Mingfei
Fei had just caught Perona from "One Piece", Tsunade from "Naruto" and Asuna from "Sword Art Online" in the box. As a senior 2.5-dimensional person, Lu Mingfei was very sure of himself.
Will not admit my mistake.
"So this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Let's go with the school. There will be no customs inspection on us." Fingel snatched the snow-white Rem from Lu Mingfei's hand and threw it into his box, "This is not
Is there a good opportunity for smuggling?"
"I've seen smuggling arms and medicines, and it's really rare to smuggle erotic figures." Lu Mingfei looked at Fingel in confusion, "Why did you buy so many of these things? Do you want them to fill our dormitory?"
Although you are a nerd, you don’t have a fetish for two-dimensional things, right? Haven’t you always been pursuing girls with wheat-colored skin who can put a goblet on their hips? Even if you are really horny and can’t stand it, at least you can
Why don’t you buy one that’s made of rubber and is as big as your body?”
"What nonsense are you talking about, brat? I've always believed that a real man's aesthetics can never be a soft and white cherry blossom girl." Fingel patted the big cardboard box in his hand, "I'm not interested in these things. They are for our news department.
The members of the club, as well as the classmates who left messages on the Night Watch forum."
"Night Watch Forum?" Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.
"I finally came to Japan for a business trip, so I posted a post asking everyone if they had any souvenirs they wanted to bring, and it turned out that this item got the most comments." Fingel explained, "After sending Old Tang off, I made a special trip to the autumn.
Ye Yuan, I ransacked more than 20 shops to find such fine products, and it cost me a lot of money."
"How can you be so kind-hearted in bringing things to your classmates at your own expense?" Lu Mingfei looked at Fingel sideways, skeptical of his words.
"At my own expense? Who told you that I paid for it at my own expense?" Fingel raised his neck and said, "I've already paid back the money just by collecting the deposit. I just did the math on the way. The cost of this thing is about 3,000 yen. The school
The housekeepers here are all wealthy owners, and their bids are conservatively four to five hundred dollars. How much do you think I can earn from this trip?"
"Twenty times the profit, you are really a damn marketing genius!" This sentence was definitely not a compliment. Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes fiercely.
"Junior brother, you seem to be extra...lively today? You talk a lot more than usual, and your face is red." Fingel glanced at Eryi secretly, and said pointedly, "That was the case last night.
What…it’s quite harmonious, right?”
"What does it have to do with...what does it have to do with you?" Lu Mingfei glared at Fingel with dissatisfaction, "When will I run out of words? I, the king of nonsense at Kassel College, don't talk much in a day.
I feel uncomfortable holding back a thousand words. How can I not be radiant? I married a beautiful daughter-in-law, the son-in-law of a Japanese gangster. I am happy and happy. It’s none of your business if my face turns red or green. It’s for a grown man.
Why do you gossip so much every day?"
"Junior brother, you have forgotten, I am a paparazzi, and gossiping is the nature of paparazzi." Fingel smiled at Lu Mingfei with an "I understand" smile, "The paparazzi's intuition tells me that I must have been very ecstatic last night, because junior brother, you
It’s urgent now.”
"Did the paparazzi's intuition tell you that if you keep talking, you will die in Japan and don't go back to school!" Lu Mingfei pounced on Fingel and used Southeast Asian fighting skills mercilessly on a beloved senior brother in the dormitory.
Naked twist.
"Wrong! Junior brother, I can't breathe, I'm really going to die, you want to be a murderer!" Fingel begged Lu Mingfei for mercy while sticking out his tongue.
"Son-in-law of a mafia clan, it doesn't matter if you kill someone. Just ask Crow and the others to fill you with cement piles and sink you into Tokyo Bay!" Lu Mingfei said viciously.
"Even if you sink me into Tokyo Bay, you won't be able to let Eriki live in our dormitory!" Fengel showed a rare sense of courage. "Mixed sleeping together is not allowed in the school. You can't even imagine living with me for eight years."
Doing dirty things on your bed!"
"You still say yes!" Lu Mingfei was completely angry and shouted loudly, "Then who, Yaksha Crow, come and help me poke his eyeballs and pull out this guy's tongue!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing Lu Mingfei's red and warm appearance in the distance, Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment, but still suppressed the idea of stepping forward to ask about Lu Mingfei's situation last night...
…but he was really curious.
"Mr. Chu, regarding the sword you asked me to help you investigate, it is the Murasame." Yuan Zhisheng handed a Japanese sword back to Chu Zihang, "I looked through the ancient books related to the family, and the records are indeed true.
There are records of the introduction of the demon sword Muramasa and Murasame. It is a sword that appeared in the Warring States Period. The forger is unknown. According to legend, after the demon sword Muramasa kills a thousand people, it will absorb the resentment of the deceased and turn it into '
Murasame', after Murasame kills a person, water droplets will form on the blade and wash away the blood on its own. However, according to strict historical records, during the Warring States Period, no one had ever killed a thousand people with the Muramasa sword.
record, so it shouldn’t turn into ‘Murasame’.”
"The real 'Muramasa' is collected by Herzog in his sword museum." Yuan Zhisheng said to Chu Zihang, "Herzog has always had the habit of collecting ancient swords. Although his sword
The 'Muramasa' is very similar to your Murasame, but I'm sure they were not forged by the same person. Herzog's 'Muramasa' is an orphan."
"Yuanjun, do you mean that this Murasame is a counterfeit?" Chu Zihang looked at the knife in his hand.
"No, I can only say that it was probably cast outside of Japan. The casting process of this knife is no worse than the real 'Muramasa'." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, "It has quite complicated carvings inside.
The alchemical matrix, regardless of the materials used, the craftsmanship is only higher than the real 'Muramasa'."
"During a mission two years ago, Murasame's blade was affected by an explosion that could kill the next generation. After that, it was handed over to the people in the equipment department to help add alchemy technology." Chu Zihang said.
"We at the Yanliu Research Institute can see this. What I mean is that this knife was added with some kind of alchemical matrix when it was born." Yuan Zhisheng said, "Mr. Chu, didn't you mean this knife?
Is it the same as the real 'Murasame' in use? Will it automatically seep water droplets to clean the blade? This is the effect of the alchemy matrix, but it is only part of it. This alchemy matrix is incomplete, and this is also the priest of the family.
As you can see, this process is very ancient, and the structure of the matrix is very complex."
"I understand." Chu Zihang put Murasame away and bowed slightly to Yuan Zhisheng, "Thank you, Yuanjun."
"Is this knife very important to you?" Yuan Zhisheng saw Chu Zihang's expression, and his heart moved, "otherwise, in the past few days before I leave Japan, I will go to the family shrine to look through more ancient books, maybe I can find it.
Any clue?"
"Don't bother Mr. Yuan, you have a lot to do." Chu Zihang finally said in a voice that only he could hear, "This time, maybe I have a chance to figure it out myself."
"My friends, we meet again in the mountains and rivers, and we will meet again in the world!" Lu Mingfei waved to everyone.
"Don't say such unlucky words. Take the young lady to France when you have time." Crow waved to everyone, "If the young master wants to get married, I will inform you in advance. Let me tell you, the young master usually looks boring.
, his true nature is revealed when he drinks too much, let’s get him drunk together the night before!”
Everyone boarded the helicopter one by one. At the end of their sight, Minamoto was scolding the crow with a straight face. The acting director of the Executive Bureau, Mr. Saeki Ryuuji, nodded and bowed like a son.
Helicopters took people from Kassel College into the sky one after another. Tokyo, a city that was almost on the verge of destruction, has regained its former prosperity. Skyscrapers that are taller than before are rising from the ground.
The huge neon screen scrolled with posters of Heiji Kogagata and several popular actresses. The tram drove along the straight track to the edge of the city. The Mount Fuji in the distance was hidden in the sea of clouds. Each car carried steel and
Trucks of lumber rushed there one after another.
The surrounding towns destroyed by the eruption of Mount Fuji are also undergoing rapid reconstruction. Those who have lost their hometown are also looking forward to having a homeland to return to.
Some people are looking forward to returning to their homeland, while others are leaving their homeland.
Eriki lay on the window glass of the helicopter and looked at the city where she had lived for more than 20 years. Her eyes were very quiet, and she didn't know what she was feeling when she left.
The Hekihachi family's helicopter took the group to the port of Yokohama City, where there was an abandoned airstrip on the seaside.
“It’s hard to imagine that it’s only been more than two months since I came to Japan and I feel like I’ve lived here for more than ten years.” Caesar looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar airstrip and sighed, “I feel like I’m about to be assimilated into half of Japan.
People."
"I don't feel that way." Chu Zihang expressed his opinion.
"Because you look like a Japanese." Caesar smiled, "You know, when I first saw you at school, I thought you were an autistic patient from Japan. Then when I saw your name, I thought
I specifically checked to see if there is any family with the surname 'Chu' in Japan."
"Japan doesn't even have this surname. Boss, you really lack common sense. It's just as outrageous as if you Italians have anyone with the surname 'Aisin Giorro'." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes.
The shadow of the Gulfstream passenger plane appeared on the horizon, and the pilot piloted the "Sleipnis" to land very smoothly on the runway that was mostly submerged in sea water, splashing towering waves.
"Hey, it's so easy for you to damage my engine. I just did maintenance on this aircraft a month ago." When boarding the plane, Angers complained to the pilot with some dissatisfaction.
"The landing distance is not enough, otherwise I will have no choice but to run over your heads and plunge on the beach." The pilot shrugged, indicating that he was not responsible for non-technical factors.
"Hey, I asked you to prepare a bar on the plane?" As soon as the vice-principal got on the plane, he went to Angers' personal refrigerator and took out a bottle of 80-year-old "Latour" to his surprise.
"Hey, don't touch my wine cabinet, that's where I entertain the senators!" Angers complained dissatisfied.
"Let them go to hell, the guys who come in and out of the White House, every good thing!" The vice president nonchalantly used his thumb to pry open the cork of the bottle, his movements were extremely familiar, then he raised his head and ruthlessly poured the sky-high price of red wine into the bottle.
Pour it into your stomach.
"Where's Coke? Is there Coke in the refrigerator?" The lunatics in the equipment department were also preparing to go hunting for treasures in Angers' refrigerator.
"Can you bastards calm down? There are elderly people here. Have you never considered that they will get airsick?" Angers scolded everyone and put on noise-canceling headphones for himself. "In public places, the sound of eating and chatting is low.
Please, don’t spill food or water on my leather seats.”
"Sleipnis" accelerated on the flooded runway. When the seawater was about to flood the engine, the landing gear was retracted, the nose of the aircraft was suddenly raised, and it plunged into the clouds within a few minutes.
Lu Mingfei gave up the seat by the window to Eri Yi. In the past two years, most of his missions have been by plane, and he would feel sick on the plane. The scenery outside the window is not that attractive to him.
But it was different for Eriki. She could stare at the scenery below her for the whole day.
"Flying so high." Eriki's tone was full of surprise, and there was no hint of sadness at leaving home.
"Because it is a long-distance trip, the flight altitude will be more than 10,000 meters." Lu Mingfei said.