The Shimizu family can be said to be one of the few pure-blood traditional Japanese families in Japan.

When this large family was prosperous, there were more than 300 direct descendants in the clan. But now, since the Qingmizu family accepted Takahashi Yinji's marriage, the number of direct descendants in the clan has gradually decreased.

Today, when Boss Huang and I visited, there were less than twenty people left.

We were entertained by Qingshui Ou and the current patriarch Qingshui Yinji. As for the mysterious Qingshui Gen, neither Boss Huang nor I could see it.

After the simple greetings, there was a series of Japanese hospitality.

Tea ceremony, cooking, singing and dancing, wine tasting and bathing.

If in the past, when I was healthy, I would have enjoyed soaking in the hot springs and watching the snow scenery.

But now, the old man with a certain cyberpunk style in the mirror really lost his interest. But the monkeys who had been guarding the mountain all night rushed down the mountain with great interest after I left the hot spring and had a good soak.

It's really interesting to talk about these Japanese monkeys.

These guys are probably the only ones in the world who know how to enjoy themselves best, right?

I put on a clean and comfortable traditional Japanese bathrobe, sat barefoot in the room, drank tea and looked at the monkeys in the hot spring outside.

There are about twenty of them. If they rush into the hot spring all at once, they can barely occupy a small half of the hot spring pool. But even so, in the hierarchical group of monkeys, being the monkey king and his beloved concubines enjoys

When bathing in hot springs, the other low-status monkeys could only squat by the hot spring pool and shiver.

In fact, most of these monkeys are the children of the Monkey King or the previous Monkey King. Just because they are underage or male monkeys with no status at all, they can only squat by the hot spring pool and let the heavy snow fall on them.

When I saw this scene, I couldn't help but sigh, this kind of class nature is really deadly. To treat someone like a monkey in my own family like this really shows that there is no monkey spirit at all.

After sighing, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

When I put down the teacup, there was a knock on the door.

I got up to open the door and then stood there blankly.

is her.

Takahashi Ginko stood outside the door with an indifferent expression, and behind her was a maid who stood with her hands down and was very careful about breathing.

In fact, this is not the first time I met Takahashi Ginko today.

When I first arrived at Shimizu's house, as soon as I entered the gate of this ancient clan, I saw Ginko Takahashi standing in the snow in a white kimono and holding a small umbrella. At that time, she had shoulder-length short hair and a pretty face without any makeup.

Her lips, still as white as curdled milk and as red as blood stains, echoed her dark and bright eyes, giving people a strange sense of beauty.

But I subconsciously took a step back, and my body couldn't stop shaking.

Fortunately, Boss Huang held my shoulders in time and gave me some courage to face this monster that once pulled me into the bottomless abyss.

However, Takahashi Ginko just glanced at me lightly, with neither guilt nor smile in his eyes. It was just such a glance as Furui Muha, and then he turned his head and continued to enjoy the snow.

When I saw this scene, I was furious. I cursed in my heart, 'Damn, what the hell! Even if you don't intend to apologize, you don't have to pretend like you don't know me at all? It's a good thing I still trusted you so much in the beginning.

You! Bah!'

However, now that she was face to face with Takahashi Ginko again, her eyes were still calm, and there was even a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Mr. Xian, Master Yinsi invites you to come over for tea."

I slowly relaxed my grip on the pistol behind my back and looked back at the time. It was already 11:30 in the night. Would I still invite someone to drink tea now?

I smiled lightly and said, "Okay, wait a moment, let me change my clothes."

Takahashi Ginko smiled slightly, nodded gently and closed the door for me.

The moment the door closed, I let out a deep breath. It felt like my body had just been suppressed by something, and now I felt a little more relaxed.

When I was changing my clothes, I saw my strange body again.

The mechanical prosthesis could have been wrapped with bionic sebum, and even through some cell transplantation, I could completely return to the same state as a normal person. But I chose to keep my current appearance, probably hoping that this would always remind me not to

Trust no one.

After changing my clothes, I opened the door. Ginko Takahashi was still guarding the door, but there was another person behind her.

It's Boss Huang. This guy is obviously more handsome after tidying up.

I don't understand why this guy looks so much younger than me despite being over seventy years old.

After seeing me, Boss Huang smiled and asked, "Have you seen the monkey?"

I nodded.

"Hey, you said these monkeys are really interesting. They look just like humans. They just go to the hot springs. Why are they so class-oriented? If I want to see them, I have to give them a complete revolution!"

I squinted at Boss Huang with a puzzled look on his face and thought to himself, 'You must be sick, why are you saying this all of a sudden?'

Unexpectedly, this sentence seemed to hit the mind of the beautiful girl Takahashi Ginko, who was obviously weaker than me. She curled her eyes, smiled faintly, and then said, "Can you two go?"

I don’t have any objections. “Well, let’s ask the girl to lead the way.”

Takahashi Ginko nodded slightly and walked ahead.

Boss Huang and I followed behind their master and servant.

On the way, Boss Huang said to me secretly, "This Takahashi Ginko is not the one you know. Don't misunderstand me."

I was shocked when I heard this and looked at Lao Huang in confusion.

Boss Huang only said this and walked forward like a domineering warrior with splayed steps.

Stunned on the spot, I quickly followed up and asked, "What do you mean?

Are there still two Takahashi Ginko left?"

He grinned and touched his chin and said, "What two? Let's go drink tea first."

I don't understand this guy more and more.

There was silence all the way.

On the way, I was thinking about what happened yesterday.

The occurrence of three sinkholes of various sizes in Neo-Tokyo City has made international headlines. Rescue work has already begun, but judging from the situation, it is not optimistic.

Experts initially estimate that the number of casualties may reach 20,000. Even a conservative estimate would be that 10,000 people died in this disaster.

At the same time, due to the impact of the sinkhole, the construction of the last area of ​​New Tokyo City, which was originally scheduled to start that afternoon, was postponed. At the same time, public opinion also criticized the interim government. After all, they were the ones who demanded the redevelopment of Tokyo City in this place against all opinions.

The interim government has really wronged the interim government on this point. Some geological experts have also come forward to say that there is no problem with the location of New Tokyo City, but the emergence of the sinkhole is indeed very unexpected. They will continue to pay attention and investigate the specific reasons for the formation of the sinkhole. Huang and I

The boss was helpless about the disaster in Neo-Tokyo City, so he had no choice but to stay away from the city and return home.

Not long after we stayed at a hotel near the airport, Qing Shuiyu came to visit Boss Huang and me with someone else.

And this time they were very sincere, except that Qing Shuiyu and two warriors in suits came over, and they were all dressed very low-key. Boss Huang couldn't refuse anymore and agreed.

I thought that Boss Huang agreed readily because he had other preparations, but I didn’t expect that that night we slipped out of the hotel and used the air passage to meet Zhang Fengyu, a veteran who had served in the National Security Department.

Before meeting Zhang Fengyu, I always thought that this man must be at least an old man, but I didn't expect that he was a handsome young man in his twenties.

Of course, youth is just an appearance. Even Zhang Fengyu himself admits that he is actually almost eighty years old. It was an accidental encounter that turned him into the immortal person he is now.

What surprises me even more is that the immortality that countless people dream of seems to have become extremely cheap for Zhang Fengyu, and is even mercilessly spurned by him. He has never felt that having such a body is a blessing. On the contrary, he has been thinking of ways to get rid of it.

This nightmare.

I don't quite understand it, but I respect his ideas.

After a brief acquaintance, Boss Huang directly took out the chips and a photo he had prepared.

The girl in the photo has her back to the camera. On the obviously cold black beach, she is actually walking on the beach barefoot and wearing only an aqua blue dress.

When he got the photo, Zhang Fengyu's hands couldn't stop shaking.

I naturally guessed that the girl in this photo should be the great writer You Gege, whose true face I have never seen. But I don’t know what kind of story there is between Zhang Fengyu and her, and why this man is so emotional.

So excited.

Boss Huang waited for Zhang Fengyu to calm down for a while and then said, "I won't beat around the bush. This is a clue my people found in a tavern in Iceland nineteen years later. According to the boss, the photo was left there by a guest."

, said to leave a mark until a person returns, I thought... this person may refer to you, so I brought the photo."

Zhang Fengyu stared blankly at the shiny man in front of him. His brows were furrowed and the hand holding the photo was still trembling.

I am now accustomed to the way Huang speaks, and I no longer bother to worry about all the unscientific issues related to time travel. After all, I have no way of understanding or defending against it.

But Zhang Fengyu obviously knew better than me. He looked at Lao Huang for a while, then nodded and put away the photo.

Seeing this scene, I knew the business was basically done.

"So, what do you want from me?" Zhang Fengyu asked.

Unexpectedly, what Lao Huang said next made me very surprised.

He smiled, raised his hand and put it on my shoulder and said, "I don't ask too much. I just ask you to ensure his safety in the eighteen years before going to Iceland to find someone."

I was stunned when I heard this, and looked at Old Huang next to me in surprise. Didn't you mean that you came here in exchange for bargaining chips with the Qingshui family? Why did you turn into protecting me?

But Lao Huang just smiled and ignored me at all.

Zhang Fengyu looked at me and said, "Okay, but you have to take off the thing on your face first. I can't protect a person who I don't even know who he is."

I was even more surprised when I heard this, and at the same time I frowned and looked at Lao Huang, "What do you mean, you lied to me again! Didn't you say that even if his mother came here and put this thing on, she wouldn't recognize him as her son?"
To be continued...