"Me?" Takeuchi Ryusheng was stunned, never expecting that Akutagawa Kaede would let him talk to Ning Chen.
"I have no friendship with him. He was mocking me before he left that day!" No one could hear Takeuchi Ryusheng's inner cry, and he didn't dare to resist his master, so he could only move to Ning Chen's house.
around.
"Ning, um, senior Ning." Takeuchi Ryusheng swallowed, and he didn't know if he was afraid that Ning Chen would slap him to death here.
"What's wrong?" Ning Chen asked lightly. He didn't get along well with the other party. He didn't believe that Takeuchi Ryusei didn't know that Iwai Masako came to see him.
"I just happened to run into Senior Ning, and Takeuchi came to say hello." Ryusei Takeuchi said polite words that he didn't believe, with a sincere smile on his face, "I didn't expect Senior Ning to be so powerful. Takeuchi is lucky to be able to meet Ning.
It is a great honor for the seniors to share calligraphy together."
As Takeuchi Ryusheng spoke, he seemed to be really moved and bowed to Ning Chen.
"Haha." Ning Chen laughed.
Straightening up, Takeuchi Ryusheng looked at Zhou Mengyao and the luggage in their hands, and asked as if unintentionally, "Are you two planning to go on vacation? I don't know where you are going?"
Japan is quite famous for its hot springs and seafood. If you want to go to Japan, Takeuchi can be your tour guide. Some very good places are actually small and remote shops. It is difficult to find truly authentic ones online.
Shop.”
"No need, let's go to Europe." Zhou Mengyao shook her head.
She already knew about Takeuchi Ryusheng from Ning Chen, and she didn't have a good impression of the Japanese.
However, after listening to Zhou Mengyao's words, Takeuchi Ryuso breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not dare to show it, but said with a little regret, "That's a shame. Please come to Japan next time and let Takeuchi fulfill his friendship as a landlord."
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Before Ning Chen could speak, Takeuchi Ryusheng bowed again, "Then I won't disturb you two anymore. I wish you both a happy new year!"
After finishing speaking, Takeuchi Ryusheng took two small steps back before turning around and leaving.
"What does he mean?" Zhou Mengyao asked curiously.
"Probably because they are afraid that I will go after Japan and kill people and silence them." Ning Chen couldn't help but laugh. Takeuchi Ryusheng thought he had hidden it very well, but when he heard Zhou Mengyao talk about going to Europe, he couldn't hide the feeling that almost relaxed his whole body.
Ning Chen's induction.
"Killing people and silencing them? They are the ones who suffer. Why are they still worried about you killing people and silencing them?" Zhou Mengyao was a little surprised.
Ning Chen shook his head. The world of monks is so cruel. Yixu had questioned himself, and Akutagawa Feng had to give an explanation, forcing himself to reveal his transformed sword energy.
Although it is not serious, the two sides have actually formed a rift. Coupled with the historical conflicts between China and Japan, as well as their own superior strength that exceeds expectations, these are the reasons why they are worried about killing them.
The East China Sea Exchange Conference is held in China, and it is nominally focused on exchanges and discussions. Naturally, it is not easy to kill people, and it is not good to spread the news.
But if you go back to Japan and take action again, then there will be no problem. If you die, it only shows that you are weak!
"Ah, so cruel!" Zhou Mengyao said in shock.
"Well, the world of cultivation is a place without laws. Just think of it as the world of martial arts novels. Look at the immortals in any martial arts novel. They are all grudges and vendettas that never end."
Sooner or later, the world of cultivation will come to the fore, and Zhou Mengyao is his girlfriend. Although she has her own protection, she will never have to face these problems, but she still needs to know how the world of cultivation works.
Seeing Takeuchi Ryuso's return and the collective expression of relief on the Japanese people's faces, Zhou Mengyao was not amused, but felt a sense of emotion.
They are already out of reach in the eyes of ordinary people, but once they encounter a stronger opponent, their lives are no longer under their control.
Shaking her head and throwing away the sighs of some literary youths, it was not her turn to worry about this kind of thing. Zhou Mengyao changed her mood and said, "We and Japan have Qi practitioners, but I wonder if there are any in Europe?"
"There are even Indian countries, and of course there are European ones. Do you think those missionaries who travel around the world are really powerless scholars?"
"Ah, so are they?" Zhou Mengyao said in surprise.
Ning Chen nodded, "I heard it from a senior in the cultivation world, and it is said that it has some merits."
It was Zhao Xinmin who told him these things. Of course, in his words, if these guys hadn't relied on the country's prosperity, they would have been beaten by the Chinese monks and called them "dad".
When it comes to metaphysics, China can face the whole world and still hold on to one hand.
Ning Chen was trying to spread common sense about the earth's cultivation world to Zhou Mengyao, but Zhou Mengyao just listened in confusion. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise he would not have called the hospital to take these two lunatics away.
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The first stop for the two of them was Inter Milan, known as the fashion capital.
"You haven't been a designer here for two years, why are you still here?" Ning Chen asked.
"Let's take a look at the latest fashion!" Zhou Mengyao shook Ning Chen's arm, "At least half of the world's design masters are in Milan. This is the forefront of trends. I am Tilanya's design consultant!"
"Okay." Ning Chen shook his head.
To be honest, in his eyes, the things brought out by those design masters are just for catwalks and cannot be worn on the street, so there is nothing to see.
But as the saying goes, if you don’t understand, you have no right to speak. So as a country bumpkin who doesn’t understand fashion and design, Ning Chen can only prepare for a shopping trip in Milan with his designer girlfriend.
When the two of them walked out of the airport, a figure emerged from behind a pillar in the lobby. He stared at Ning Chen's back for a few times, took out his mobile phone and sent some messages.
"Huh?" Ning Chen frowned, turned around and took a look, but found nothing unusual.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Mengyao asked.
"A look that was not very friendly, but it disappeared again." Ning Chen shook his head.
"No way, you've never been to Italy before." Zhou Mengyao asked curiously, is there anyone else staying here?
"I don't know, maybe it's just not friendly to Chinese people." Ning Chen looked around and said it was Mi Lan. In fact, there are also many Chinese people, and they all come here to travel.
He saw some people looking at Chinese tourists with unfriendly eyes, showing a sense of arrogance and disgust in their eyes.
"They are all residual chauvinists. Don't pay attention to them. They don't dare to do anything." Zhou Mengyao held Ning Chen's arm, and the two of them waited for a taxi. They dropped off at the hotel and saluted, and soon arrived.
The famous Milan Cathedral.
When you come to the square, the most eye-catching thing is the bronze statue of Nuer in the center of the square and the pigeons filling the square.
"There are pigeons here too?" Ning Chen was a little curious, "I thought they were only found in the squares of Prague."