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Forty-fourth chapter, the enemy of life and death, the ninth-level fire crow king

The gentle and elegant Yun Luo sat by the window. Looking to the left, the red and yellow houses were beside the mountain, and the big white clouds were floating on the sea. This article was first published to the right. The green trees stretched to the top of the mountain, and the farmhouses with gray tiles and white walls were scattered in the valley. Suddenly the sea and the mountain disappeared, and it turned out that the train had entered the cave.

Yunluo felt like she was traveling through a time and space tunnel. The beautiful scenery of the sea and the mountains were a montage that flashed by in the movie. Yunluo wanted to look at the sea left, but she was reluctant to give up the mountain scenery on the right. Xiangchu Junko was like Yunluo's girlfriend, quietly and tenderly snuggling up to Yunluo, holding Yunluo's arm, without saying anything, but with charm.

The train stopped at Shimota Station. Yunluo felt that a movie was only halfway through, and he was a little reluctant to get off. Japanese trains have a characteristic that they will not be late, so there is no need to worry about not understanding Japanese and will take the station. Just check the time. Although Shimota is a small station, it is extremely clean and designed very uniquely.

The one who was pulling the suitcase in front was either a girl with a light dress and a thin skirt, or a family of three. It seemed that although it was a weekday, there were still a few tourists like Yunluo. The hotel shuttle bus was parked at the exit, and Yunluo took Xiangchu Junko into the bus and walked through the same clean town, and it started to climb uphill in just five minutes.

The movie started again. The trees on the top of the mountain were getting closer and closer, and the sea at the lower part was hidden from time to time. After a while, we reached the hillside. When Yunluo finished check-in procedures and came to his room, this was exactly the room that Yunluo wanted to see the scenery. Yunluo was a room that he used his visa, and Junko Kasumi had a black household registration and had no ID card.

Yun Luo hadn't decided how to deal with Xiang Chu Junko, so he didn't think about registering Xiang Chu Junko with an ID card. Now Xiang Chu Junko is still in the state of not knowing life and death. If Yun Luo is dissatisfied, it would be a word of death.

Although the hotel is located halfway up the mountain, it is not close to the sea. The clouds sit in front of the window, but the scenery entering the window happens to be overlooking the sea. The 180-degree sea view spreads flat from left to right, with the mountain on the left and the mountain on the right, and the white clouds line up to slowly swim from left to right. In the world of clouds, I don’t care about Kazuku Junko. It’s like a girl doesn’t exist.

Yun Luo sat on the chair in front of the window, looking at the unreal scene in front of him. For a moment, Yun Luo thought of Treasure Island, and some clouds were shadows. If a pirate ship with a skeleton flag appeared from the shadow of the cloud, and there was a tall John carrying a parrot on his shoulders and a crutch, Yun Luo would not feel strange.

Of course. There is no pirate ship, only a small boat parked in a calm bay like a dragonfly. The tall coconut and palm trees closer to the sea extend the picture vertically. The clouds are constantly changing, the shadow clouds fade, the sky brightens, and the illusion of Treasure Island disappears without a trace.

Yes, how could there be a tall John on the Izu Peninsula? This is the Izu Peninsula of Ah Xun, who smiles like a flower, and has a pair of black eyes. I wonder if there are black-eyed Izu dancers living in the small town at the foot of the mountain. In this era, are there any artists who have performed art through the Green Mountain Valley and perform singing and dancing for others?

Yunluo did not hear the drumbeat of the dancer. Yunluo just sat on the chair in front of the window, and his mind was like the hiking student in "Izu Dancer", turning into a pool of clear water. Dripping and ticking, only feeling sweet and joyful!

When I was in Kyoto, I watched "Ancient Capital" again. The flowers growing in the maple cave of Chiekiko's family made Yunluo meet the purple flower diding. When I arrived at the Izu Peninsula, Yunluo watched "Izu Dancer" again. Shimoda, this place makes the protagonist's heart full of clear springs. It is the "hometown of the journey" of artists traveling around, making them reluctant to leave. Of course, this place is indispensable for the tenderness of the water town.

Shita Town is not only water, but also surrounded by mountains. It is very small and can be enjoyed on foot. Yunluo asked Shangkaku Junko to take the hotel shuttle bus together and get off at any place. Yellow people are so similar in the eyes of Westerners, just as the Westerners are so similar in Yunluo's eyes, and it is hard to tell which country they are from.

Of course, people's behavior is still different. After living in Tokyo and Kyoto for a few days, Yun Luo also followed the local customs. He was used to smiling when meeting, saying goodbye, saying goodbye and expressing gratitude, so that he felt that his behavior became particularly elegant.

Originally, when I arrived in Shimoda, Yunluo mainly wanted to see the sea view and take a hot spring bath, and of course he had to experience the customs and customs. After following the old lady next door, Yunluo noticed that she was also a tourist, so she could follow her to famous local attractions. The old lady was thin and small and wearing plain clothes, which was basically the norm for Japanese old ladies.

She walked tremblingly in front, and Yunluo followed behind. She felt that she looked very much like the faceless monster in "Spiritual and Chiaki". She just followed without saying a word. After a few steps, she came to a temple called Baofu Temple. The faceless monster did not look at the electronic map, and Yunluo had an advantage in this regard. The map was marked with the word Tangren. Is this a memorial hall commemorating the Chinese people's journey to Japan?

When I walked inside, I found that the temple had nothing to do with the Chinese or the Tang Dynasty people. There was an English description in the temple, and Yun Luo got rid of the faceless monster moment. The Tang people actually refer to foreigners here, and this temple mainly commemorates the Tang Dynasty Aji.

Yunluo and Xiangchu Junko came out of Aji's Baofu Temple. For a while, although Yunluo walked on the sunny street, her mood was still immersed in the atmosphere with the smell of wet leaves, moss, stone tablets, stone figures, and little dolls with sad faces, Aji's eyes.

I had never expected this to happen before. Before coming to the fields, Yunluo thought it was a harbor suitable for summer leisure. Soon, when the sun shone in the shadows, he looked up and found that he had walked to the nearshore area without realizing it.

This is the first time Yunluo has come to a small town in Linhai. When he looks at it for the second time, he looks comfortable and refreshing in the fields. The colors of blue and white are contrasting with blue and white. The colorful windmills are decorated with the streets, which are clearly like a resort town similar to Europe.

In the afternoon, the streets of this small town were silent. Apart from the figures seen in the small shops, only clouds were wandering on the streets. After passing the Perry Memorial Hall and an unknown temple, I gradually saw the house beside the flowing water, which was a bit like the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, where lilies were planted in front of people's doors.

Further ahead is the boat, and the white yacht is on the pier. At the end of a blue sea, there are large white clouds, very close to the mountain. The water is blue and the mountains are deep green. The harbor here has no beaches and many reefs. No wonder the hotel I stayed in is built on the hillside. Looking from the hillside, the sea view will be more spectacular. If you really walk to the reef at the foot of the mountain, the scenery will be more plain.

Obviously, the scenery of the harbor is more pleasant than that at the foot of the hotel. Although there is no beach playing in the water, sitting near the sea and facing the sea breeze, I only feel that the sea and sky are bright, and blue beards or Aji have become black and white images in old picture books. The town has various details and is loved by Yunluo.

In addition to the colorful windmills, it is also decorated with little dolls in princess dressed in pink skirts and white clothes, hibiscus flowers, wooden owls look like blush, wearing glasses, and plaid turbans, making people laugh. After all, Japan is a country of animation, and cartoon images are everywhere. There are brown wooden benches for resting everywhere, and beverage vending machines.

Yunluo bought two bottles of raw tea and handed it to Xiangchu Junko a bottle. After all, the girl had no money on her, so she sat down and drank slowly. A little old lady slowly walked over and sat down next to Yunluo. She didn't sound and Yunluo didn't say anything. She just sat quietly. After sitting for a long time, she felt that she looked very much like the old lady in "The Story of Bamboo".

Shimoda's house is also low-key on the outside, clean and orderly inside, and the courtyard is small and exquisite. When Yunluo was hungry, he took Kazuku Junko to an izakaya with blue curtains on the roadside and sat on the ground. The old lady in the store immediately placed the tableware and handed it to Yunluo's menu, which was equipped with pictures on the menu, which were clearly visible.

In the huge izakaya, Yunluo and Kazuku Junko were sitting idle, either in the off-season or because Yunluo missed the meal. The sashimi came up as beautiful as flowers, with a teapot with green bottom and blue flowers, and the teacup was filled with ancient meaning. Yunluo was drinking delicious hot tea and tasting the sashimi. The sound of rain came from outside the paper door. It was still sunny, and Kazuku Junko served with delicate hands.

It was getting dark, and the bamboo branches on the white paper window were shady, and the quiet house suddenly came from the tinkling sound, just like the sound of rain hitting the iron sheet. Of course, it was not a leak, but the owner of this izakaya must have specially placed an iron bucket in some corner.

Yun Luo recalled that in Kyoto, there were tiles under the water flow in front of the temple, which sounded nicely. The Japanese nation was a very contradictory nation: on the one hand, there were various gods and Buddhas in faith. Guanyin and Samantabhadra were introduced from China, and the destruction came from Hinduism, and the farmers had their Inari God.

There are so many gods, but they think that God's power is powerful. They believe that the Emperor is the descendant of God. No matter whether the world changes, the world changes, the respect for God remains unchanged. The Emperor has no surname, the people's surname is Tianbian, Panasonic, and they can be picked up anywhere. They have never pointed at the emperor like the people of China and said, "I will replace it." The dynasty changes at every turn.

A small cup should match the environment, a few sashimi, and a beautiful shape to the flowers, a bamboo shadow should be reflected with a paper window, and a rain should be arranged for the perfect iron bucket. This mood is not the enjoyment of the aristocratic class, but the preference of the common family.

Even if you are so simple that you will not ignore beauty, this is their other side, a romanticism that turns everything in nature into colors, sounds, and feelings in life. Dingdong, Dingdong, sometimes anxious, sometimes slow. The rain will stop soon, and clouds will know that the showers come and go quickly, and this song-like walking board will stop soon.

Xiangchu Junko softly handed over a cup of hot tea, then drank another cup of hot tea, and clouds came and listened to the rain slowly.

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South Korea, Seoul, the first legendary residence.

"Hahahahahaha! Labor and Capital has finally broken through level 9, hahahaha! The Dead Sword Demon under the dominance of China, see that Labor and Capital are coming across the sea to kill you! That sword did not kill me, but instead allowed me to see through life and death, realize the path of power, and achieve level 9. From then on, Capital and Capital will be the second child of the first legend, hahahahaha!"

The fire crow spread its wings of flames and flew over the sky. It was an S-shaped shape and a B-shaped shape. It was so excited that it shouted: "The moon reported that the idiots raised by wild boars. What is the title of Jin Crow? Labor and Capital is not rare. From now on, labor and capital will become the King of Fire Crows. The fire crows in the world will be the king of me. If I think about it, it will be so exciting!"
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