Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 180 White King and Umezu Temple Town

The Hummer was driving on the highway from Honshu Island to Shikoku.

The headlights near the bumper cut through the gloomy dusk, dragging out a stream of blazing white light, and the biting cold wind howled past the open window.

Zhou Xuan stepped on the accelerator and listened to the navigation to confirm the route.

The destination of his trip was a small town in Ehime Prefecture called Umezuji Town.

The last scene of "Tokyo Love Story" was filmed at a station in Umezuderamachi.

The track of that station is close to the blue sea, and the yellow slow train rumbles past smoothly according to the schedule.

The station is surrounded by low solid wood fences painted with pure white paint. Various notice boards and film and television stills about "Tokyo Love Story" are hung on the fences.

Not long after Toai was broadcast, the small town Umezu Temple Town quickly became a holy place for Japanese men and women to go on pilgrimage for love. The yellow trains that came and went from Tokyo brought countless tourists to this small place.

But the ebb and flow of people's emotional tides is something far more ruthless than the tides of nature.

The tide of the sea will go back and forth with the rising and setting of the moon. After each low tide, there will be a new high tide, but people's emotions are different.

The beginning is always wonderful every minute, and everyone thinks that the enthusiasm will never change.

It is human nature to like the new and dislike the old. Once the passion for old things fades away, it will often never be rekindled.

With newer and more interesting films occupying the TV screens of thousands of households, "Tokyo Love Story" is already a thing of the past that no one cares about.

The small town of Umezuderamachi has long since returned to the remote and quiet town it once was.

As the Hummer entered Umezuji Town, Zhou Xuan gradually reduced the speed and drove on the quiet and peaceful streets of the town.

There are rows of Japanese-style buildings on both sides of the street. The main body of many houses is made of fine solid wood. After decades of sea, rain and wind, they have developed a warm and deep color.

Many townspeople dressed as fishermen were walking through the small restaurants carrying baskets of fish. An old man in a simple kimono sat on a wooden chair next to the door, watching the sunset, holding a teacup and sipping tea one mouthful at a time.

Scattered mine car tracks and wooden temple-like buildings can be seen in the mountains in the distance. Colorful carp streamers flutter in the wind, and various porcelain dolls are placed under the eaves of the temple.

Umezudera Town prospered for a while after copper was discovered many years ago.

After the minerals were exhausted, the residents of the town built many wooden temples on the mountain to commemorate the mine that raised the town.

After that, a custom gradually formed. If a boy was born in the town, a carp streamer would be hung on the rafters in front of the temple. If it was a girl, a porcelain doll would be placed.

At this time, looking at the carp streamers dancing in the wind and the lifelike porcelain dolls, Zhou Xuan felt a little dazed for a moment.

Maybe dragon blood really contains some kind of vicious curse, making the fate of all hybrids twists and turns.

For ordinary people who do not have dragon blood, the birth of every child is a happy event worthy of a toast. You should buy a good carp streamer or an exquisite porcelain doll to commemorate the arrival of this new life.

But for mixed breeds, the first moment when a child is born is not about joy, but about checking whether the child has horns on its head and whether there is a tail behind it.

Even if everything goes well, hybrids born in Japan will still have to undergo rigorous blood tests. If they are unstable, they will be ghosts, and then their parents will send them to the mountains for forty years without mercy.

"What a fucked up world."

Zhou Xuan sighed, got out of the car, and prepared to find a place to eat.

In the past two days, he had traveled all over Tokyo, sleeping in the open air, and never had a good meal.

He heard that the grilled mackerel and sea bream rice in Umezudera Town were very good, so Zhou Xuan planned to try them.

There are not many roads into Umezuji Town from Tokyo, and Zhou Xuan's location is the only way to enter the town. Kaguya is also monitoring various stations in the town in real time. In other words, no matter what kind of transportation Sakurai Rika takes to enter Umezuji Town, Zhou Xuan will be able to spot her immediately.

So, take a breather.

Zhou Xuan stretched out and walked into a small restaurant that was bustling with people. He ordered everything in the restaurant, such as grilled chicken skewers, mackerel, chowder rice, sea bream rice, etc.

Just as he was finishing the meal with a vengeance, the dragon's blood in his body suddenly accelerated slightly uncontrollably, and a white and creamy moonlight and a long, deep and mysterious ravine suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Sisters, although your breasts are big, fragrant and beautiful, please step back a little to block my mackerel." Zhou Xuan rolled his eyes, "By the way, that big copper on your back Why are the pillars missing?”

At this time, an extremely coquettish and beautiful woman appeared out of thin air on the seat opposite the square table.

She was wearing a plain white dress, and her white hair poured down like a waterfall from the side of her ancient and beautiful face. A few curved hair fell on the tall and proud mountains, and moved playfully with the breeze. Beating.

The woman Pingting looked at Zhou Xuan gracefully, her pale golden eyes were like a deep pool in the forest. It seemed that she could look straight at the fish and the rocks, but in fact, the undercurrent was bottomless.

She frowned slightly, with undisguised doubts in her tone: "I have been curious since a long time ago, why do you do something that is completely illogical and outweighs the gain and loss every time?"

"does it worth?"

Zhou Xuan didn't answer, but continued to chew on the chicken skewers.

I'm addicted to dry rice and can't read it back.

He knew what the woman across from him was talking about.

The other party felt that his behavior of working hard for two days for Sakurai Rika, a little girl he had only met once, was really inexplicable.

Objectively speaking, Sakurai Rika is just a stranger to Zhou Xuan.

People are dying all the time in the world, but what does that have to do with me?

Even God Jesus the Savior has not seen them actually perform miracles to save the world.

Zhou Xuan could completely ignore the other party's life and death, and just eat and drink comfortably at home and play games. When he was bored, he could still chat with Dou Yi Ling and watch her puff out her hair like an irritable cute kitten.

Thinking about it carefully, Zhou Xuan actually didn't know why he had to bother with that girl.

But he has always felt that not everything in the world happens for a reason.

You can tell me that my mother's heart is overflowing, that my brain has been bombarded, or that I have salt in my crotch and my balls are sore. Anyway, I don't bother to listen.

Life in this world is nothing more than seeking a clear idea.

I can do whatever I want.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan picked up a skewer of grilled chicken and said while eating: "Maybe it's because I am a young man with four talents."

"A high-ranking Dragon King like you definitely doesn't understand this kind of thing. Let's get back to the point."

Speaking of this, Zhou Xuan raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes were deep and sharp, looking straight into the woman's eyes.

"The first time I met you, you just woke up from the underworld; the second time, you were able to appear in reality with the bronze pillar; and this time you even discarded the bronze pillar."

"Sisters, on which auspicious day are you planning to be fully resurrected? How about you tell me and I will make arrangements for you on that day?"

Hearing this, the woman smiled lightly, as beautiful as the bewitching fox demon in mythology.

(End of this chapter)