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Chapter 179 The girl’s final journey

Listening to the old monk's words, Zhou Xuan frowned slightly.

He walked to the old monk and squatted down, looking directly into his eyes: "Abbott, how do you know that I am looking for a young girl?"

After hearing this, the old monk stretched his hand out of his wide sleeve, twisted his thumb and index finger together, and naturally stretched out the other fingers to perform the Buddhist Seal of the Dharma Wheel. He smiled mysteriously and said, "Buddha said: It cannot be said."

Zhou Xuan did not answer, but slightly opened his long windbreaker, revealing to the old monk a ferocious and gorgeous ukiyo-e of ghosts and gods.

The next moment, the old monk's cheeks trembled suddenly, his pupils shrank rapidly, and his expression instantly changed from a dignified and solemn expression to a flattering one.

"Although the Buddha said it cannot be said, I felt very kind to the donor when I saw him. I felt like a spring breeze came suddenly overnight, and the spring scenery in the garden could not be shut out! I had no choice but to reluctantly make a decision that went against the Buddha. I must tell everything I know Take it out!"

The old monk had an expression on his face that said, "I am a good citizen of Dadi" and his attitude was extremely cooperative.

Seeing this, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but laugh.

At first glance, this old monk is a speculator who deceives people. He is probably casting a wide net at Shinjuku Gyoen, a place with a lot of people, to cheat some lucky viewers and spend some money.

Although he didn't know why the dignified A-level hybrid fell to this point, Zhou Xuan believed that his identity as the law enforcer of the eight Sheqi families still had a certain deterrent effect in Japan.

Unless the old monk wanted to go to Xitian early to read the scriptures, he would not have the courage to amuse the law enforcement officers.

Seeing the old monk's expression at this time, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but nodded, then took out a photo from his pocket and showed it to him.

"Have you ever seen the girl in the photo? If so, when was it? Was there any conversation that took place?"

Hearing this, the old monk quickly took the photo with both hands, looked at it carefully and nodded seriously: "I've seen it before! Just yesterday morning, the girl was picking cherry blossoms under that tree."

The old monk pointed to a white cherry tree not far away.

Zhou Xuan looked up.

The wind blowing from nowhere whistled through the leafy canopy of the cherry blossom branches. The snow-white cherry blossoms all over the tree rustled, and the white petals scattered in all directions, as if it was raining in a dream.

"It was about two o'clock in the morning, and there were almost no people in the park. At that time, the monk and I saw this little girl squatting under the tree. I was so frightened that I thought I had seen a ghost!" said the old monk with lingering fears. Patting his chest.

Zhou Xuan:......

The monk was shocked when he encountered a ghost?

Why don't you take off your cassock? I'm afraid the Buddha will strike you to death with a thunderbolt in his anger.

"Later, the little girl bowed to the monk and apologized very embarrassedly, and even gave me a white cherry blossom as an apology."

"White cherry blossoms?" Zhou Xuan raised his eyebrows.

The old monk nodded: "Yes, she said she was looking for complete and suitable white cherry blossoms to make specimens."

"The monk and I were a little puzzled at that time and asked her: aren't there a lot of white cherry blossoms on the tree? Why are you still looking for them on the ground?"

Having said this, the old monk paused, and the expression on his face became a little unclear.

"The little girl answered me that it is not easy for the cherry blossoms on the tree to persist in the wind and rain. I will just find the ones that have fallen to the ground."

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan pursed his lips slightly.

I'm still late.

That girl Rika Sakurai probably came to Shinjuku Gyoen Garden immediately after escaping from the missionary school.

So, where will she go after leaving Shinjuku Gyoen Garden?

Sky tree? Tokyo Tower? Meiji Shrine? Sensoji Temple? Shibuya? Akihabara?

For a girl who has been imprisoned in the mountains of Kobe for eighteen years, Tokyo is as big as the whole world, and there are so many places worth visiting.

However, Zhou Xuan guessed that Sakurai Rika will definitely go to Ehime Prefecture, where "Tokyo Love Story" was filmed. But Ehime Prefecture is too far away from Tokyo, nearly 900 kilometers away, and it takes five hours by Shinkansen.

Even if Rika Sakurai wants to go to Ehime Prefecture, she will probably arrange it until the end of the trip.

But by that time, the girl has most likely drank too many Motolov cocktails and is completely hopeless.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan took out his mobile phone and asked Kaguya to monitor various stations and attractions. If anything was discovered, he would notify himself. At the same time, he said: "Did that girl tell you anything else? For example, where do you want to go? ?”

"No, but she asked me for a lottery ticket." The old monk replied.

"Asking for a signature? Asking for a signature in the middle of the night?"

The old monk took out an old skewer tube from his wide sleeves, took out a bamboo skewer and handed it to Zhou Xuan's hand.

Zhou Xuan looked down and saw a line of small words written in ink on the bamboo stick.

“When a tree withers, it is young when it springs, and when a lonely boat encounters a strong wind, it has no support to set out, and everything fails to prosper.”

The old monk let out a long sigh: "The meaning of this sign is that the fortune is bad, the life is bumpy, you are alone, no one cares about you, and things don't go your way."

"This is a lottery."

"I originally wanted to defraud her of some money, but after listening to the explanation, the girl was not depressed or disappointed. Instead, she smiled and asked the monk a question."

"Master, since everyone who comes to ask for lots hopes to get good lots, why do they still put bad lots in the lot tube?"

Before he finished speaking, the old monk clasped his hands together and bowed solemnly and deeply to Zhou Xuan.

"Donor, although I don't know what the little girl committed that could alert our law enforcers, but please give her a chance and spare her life!"

"She is a very good child. Even if she does something wrong, nine times out of ten, it is because of necessity or by mistake. Old monk, I have seen countless people in my life, and I will never make a mistake!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan took a deep breath and lowered his eyebrows.

"Don't worry, I'm here to save her."

"She has done nothing wrong in her life, she just suffered a bad fate."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xuan took out several ten thousand yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to the old monk.

Then, he stood up and left, his lonely figure gradually disappearing into the rain of cherry blossoms falling from the sky.

……

The sun rises and sets, the stars change.

In the blink of an eye, it was two days later.

In the past two days, Zhou Xuan basically searched all the famous attractions in Tokyo, but still found no trace of Sakurai Rika.

He asked Princess Kaguya to conduct round-the-clock surveillance at all bus stations, airports and train stations in Tokyo and Ehime Prefecture, and even set up surveillance points near Sakurai Rika's parents' home.

But again no news.

Zhou Xuan, whose heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley, was driving to Ehime County.

Although he didn't know where the girl was now, he believed that the end of her journey must be there.

(End of this chapter)