Jason looked at the scarecrow in his hand, and words began to appear in front of his eyes.
[Scarecrow: A farmer witnessed the marriage of his crush, and withered in despair in the rice field in front of her house, turning 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 woke up again. He saw the village caught in the war, and saw the object of his love protecting him.
His child was not harmed. When he saw the long sword stabbing at the other party, he stood in front of her without hesitation. He blocked everything for her. He eliminated the invading soldiers for her.
He fell in the field, looking at the sky in his memory, the ritual gradually disappeared without a trace; effect: the wearer can withstand a fatal attack.】
(Note 1: Love can give birth to 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 this way.
For others, a [scarecrow] that can withstand a fatal attack must be a treasure.
Otherwise, it would not appear on the flower tree in the garden.
But for the 'unnaturally gifted' 'immortal' Jason.
Such ability is really useless.
Far less good than eating it.
After all, the scent of [Scarecrow] has already told Jason that this is food that far exceeds 3 points of satiety.
"After parking the car, come to my room."
Jason said, pushed the door open and got out of the car, walking towards Tongshou Temple.
He can't wait to eat the [Scarecrow] now.
Looking at Jason's back, Hui Lijing quickly reversed into the garage and started to park.
The old monk Tongshou Temple and Mrs. He stood aside and waited.
"Has he always been such a loner?"
the wandering Onmyoji asked.
"Most of the time that's the case."
"Who in the world is not like this?"
"It looks like they are in a group, but in the end, there is only one person walking alone."
The old monk from Tongshou Temple said with his hands clasped together, and then he couldn't help but sigh.
Some of these exclamations are made with emotion.
What's more, it's the habit of the old monk Tongshou Temple.
In order to play the role of 'Master Tongshou Temple', he tried his best to make himself fit the image of an eminent monk.
Naturally, some words will also become enigmatic.
It's a pity that he doesn't understand those enigmatic words at all.
I can only choose some of my own insights to express.
"Are you talking about the end of your life again?"
The wandering Onmyoji asked respectfully.
"Not just at the end of life, but from the moment a person is born, he is an individual, and then moves towards death bit by bit. This process requires one person to bear it."
"Both parents, lovers, and children cannot be replaced."
"It's difficult, but you have to endure it."
"So, many times, people will say that the world is very good, but they 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 lonelier I feel.
Because they are already gone.
"But there are also good things, right?"
The wandering Onmyoji asked rhetorically.
It is difficult for you to imagine a person who lives in a dark place in the "other world" and believes in the beauty of the world.
But that's the truth.
The wandering Onmyoji thinks he is not a good person, and even admits that he is a bad person, but he is by no means a bad person.
Because he still has his own bottom line.
Therefore, he believes in the beauty of the world.
Even this kind of beauty is rare, very rare.
"Yes, I have!"
"Right here."
The old monk admitted frankly.
Then, he pointed to his heart.
Although my parents, wife, and children have passed away long ago, the memories in my heart are still beautiful.
In other words, it is precisely because of this departure that such beauty is extremely precious.
He will never forget.
It's also impossible to forget.
Because, this is his only sustenance after getting used to being 'lonely'.
It is also the motivation for him to continue walking.
Humans have to have a reason and an excuse to continue.
The old monk Tongshou Temple, who considers himself a mortal, is no exception.
Even more, he thought he needed more.
After all, he, a mortal, is still a fake monk who has become a monk halfway.
The wandering onmyoji looked at the old monk Tongshou Temple.
He always felt that there was something different about the master in front of him.
But what exactly is it?
He couldn't tell.
Is this the master?
The wandering Onmyoji touched his heart, and an inexplicable realization began to appear.
The old monk looked at the wandering Onmyoji without any words.
He's used to it.
I don’t know where to start, but people who talk to him always have this look on their face.
Then, these people will appreciate him even more.
I don’t know what happened, but it should be a good thing, right?
After parking the car, Hui Lijing looked at the old monk and wandering onmyoji standing aside, completely ignored them, and walked quickly towards Tongshou Temple.
Her heart is now completely focused on the knowledge she is about to learn.
Suck.
Like 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.
And, it’s very powerful.
There are also some Q bombs.
As for the taste, it truly has the taste of flour and tomatoes.
"Is it because it stands tall in the fields?"
Jason guessed.
The words in front of me are revealed truthfully.
【Eating the ‘Scarecrow’ (Complete)】
[Physical strength, energy, and injuries are restored to an excess extent! 】
[Satiety +200]
【Satiety: 829】
[Excitement of eating +1]
【The excitement of eating:1】
…
"Eating excitement?"
Jason was stunned when he saw the increased 'eating excitement'.
In the past "eating", food that was easily available like this, even if it had a considerable amount of satiety, would not cause "eating excitement".
And now?
"Is it because I haven't encountered 'food' to a significant degree before?"
"Or is it also counted in the 'hunting' when fighting against the flowers blooming in the courtyard?"
"If that's the case...the battle mode may be changed."
Jason's face showed excitement as he thought about it.
Because, if it's like the latter, he can definitely snatch it during battle... no, 'take' the enemy's props that have a 'food smell'.
Although it was just a guess, such a guess made Jason stand up and walk around the room twice.
A plan had already begun in his mind.
It wasn't until Hui Lijing knocked on the door that Jason came back to his senses.
Boom, boom.
"Jason?"
the female detective asked.
"Please come in."
Jason responded, and then, looking at the female detective who walked in, he pointed directly to the open space in the room next to him.
"You stand here first."
Jason said.
The female detective was a little confused, but she still did it.
She believed in Jason.
"What do you want to learn about the 'mysterious side', or the 'inside world'?"
Jason asked.
Seriously speaking, this is Jason's first real experience as a teacher.
He is completely inexperienced.
I don’t know how to teach either.
And with a 'commitment' as a premise, he will definitely do his best.
Therefore, after thinking about it, Jason planned to start with the female detective’s interests and teach her about things that she was interested in.
Interest is the best teacher.
Jason believed this.
Moreover, it will also save him more effort.
"fighting!"
The female detective said without hesitation.
In just a few days, the female detective has witnessed too many "mysterious" events.
Almost everything is related to life.
If you don't have enough strength, you will really die without a burial place.
Therefore, she chose to fight.
Or rather...
attack!
In the female detective's mind, the best defense is to attack proactively.
"Fight?"
After Jason pondered for a moment, he quickly understood the female detective's thoughts. He immediately asked: "Do you have a dagger or 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 a little, he launched an attack directly to the side.
Woo!
The dagger cut the air and made a strong wind sound. The female detective stared with wide eyes, but when the female detective did not react at all, Jason stabbed the dagger out again.
Woo!
This time the dagger is faster!
Although the female detective didn't react, she could feel it.
Suddenly speeding up?
The female detective's eyes lit up.
She is not a combat idiot. On the contrary, female detectives who have experienced battlefields know the importance of this very well.
A critical moment can really turn the tide.
"This is a technique derived from a friend of mine. He created this technique based on his understanding of the long spears in the military camp and the skills of some assassins on short swords and daggers. To practice it, you need to..."
Jason began to explain the [Stab] technique to the female detective.
The female detective was quite smart. Jason only had to tell her story twice before she completely remembered it.
Then, self-practice began.
The brain remembers and masters are two different things.
It is a process that requires quite a long period of adaptation.
"This is one of the techniques I will teach you according to the agreement, and it is also the most important foundation of the 'mysterious side': Tufuyu."
"It will be your most direct contact with the 'mysterious side'."
"However, now you need to master [Thrust]."
"I will teach you again later."
Jason said this and walked out.
Although he doesn’t know how to teach it, Jason will never forget the basics of [Pictures].
And teach [Thrust]?
Jason definitely didn't relax his basic standards because of the female detective's previous treats.
After all, his 'core' skills are not taught at all.
After walking out of the left wing, Jason strode toward the scripture room where the old monk Tongshou Temple was.
After starting to teach Jason the 'Tongshou Temple inheritance', the old monk spent most of his time here.
During this period, Jason saw Mrs. He standing at the door.
The wandering onmyoji frowned slightly and looked at Jason, but said nothing. It wasn't until Jason's figure disappeared that the wandering onmyoji looked out the door.
Continue to fulfill the principles you guard.
Jason knew this very well.
But I don't care at all.
Because he didn't feel 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 have it?
Inside the scripture 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 reading scriptures.
It's not some secret or secret.
It's just an ordinary scripture.
Moreover, while reading, 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 had become a monk halfway.
"Are you completely into the drama?"
Jason thought, walked to the table and sat opposite the old monk.
"master."
Jason alerted the old monk, who immediately put down the scripture, clasped his hands and said.
"You love reading scriptures?"
Jason asked after glancing at the verses full of annotations.
"This is what a monk should do."
"After all, I don't want to live up to the expectations of the previous master."
"Before I meet you, Master, I will work hard to ensure the reputation of Tongshou Temple."
The old monk said very sincerely.
The old monk had no intention of hiding anything from Jason who knew everything about him.
Jason pondered again.
When the truth is false, the truth is also false.
When false becomes true, false becomes true.
Inexplicably, Jason thought of this sentence.
"What's the matter, Master?"
The old monk asked puzzledly.
"Nothing, let's continue the inheritance."
Jason shook his head.
He didn't think he should remind the old monk anything.
This is the old monk's own business.
Naturally, it is up to the old monk to solve the problem himself.
Jason only thought that the old monk was too involved in the drama, but what Jason never expected was that the old monk was no longer too involved in the drama, but had integrated the drama into his life.
"certainly!"
"Master [Dawei Tianlong Dharma] is the core secret of Tongshou Temple. It cannot be passed on to outsiders except the heirs of Tongshou Temple."
Before teaching Jason, the old monk explained.
Immediately, Jason knew what was going on.
The old monk was worried that he would teach the core secrets of Tongshou Temple to others.
In response, Jason shook his head.
"No."
"I will only pass it on to the heirs of Tongshou Temple."
Jason assured.
"Then let's get started!"
The old monk said, unfolding the [Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Technique] in his hand.
At the same time, Ryousuke had taken Urashima back to his office.
After closing the back door, Ryosuke looked at Urashima seriously.
"Urashima, have you thought about it?"
"There is still a possibility of quitting now."
"Once it starts... there is no way back."
Ryosuke asked.
"no problem."
"I've already thought about it."
"Let's get started."
Urashima nodded vigorously.
Ryousuke looked at Urashima, and then picked up the phone on the table.
He aired a number.
After a brief busy tone on the receiver, the call was connected.
"Hello?"
Ryosuke spoke first.
There was silence on the other side.
"Hello?"
"Is it Chief Miyamoto?"
Ryosuke asked again.
This time, there was no longer silence on the phone, but a pleasant voice came from
