Kallen went out to buy groceries. The red color in today's dish was fried with sugar. What we had was plum rice balls + barbecued pork + sakura tea. I added twice as much honey to double the sweetness.
Miss Nian really couldn't stand this and wanted to think about the meaning of that sentence, so she started wandering on the streets of Lungmen again.
I have been integrated into this city-state for many years and dare not make any mistakes.
She wanted to find someone to ask about related issues, and found Lungmen, the second... the third oldest existence, which was a bar. The spicy taste was something Nian liked very much.
"Little Penguin~~~"
"Ah this."
Nian sat on the bar. "Bring a jar of the Yan Kingdom or Ursus spirits. I want to brush my teeth with the spicy taste. The sweetness is really killing me!"
Emperor wiped his sweat. He was not nervous at all, but felt a little tricky. He was never nervous.
The expectations of the gods.
When they asked for spirits, it was best to get a large bottle of the highest alcohol content. Emperor had experience, but when he took out a large bottle of potato whiskey, Miss Nian was obviously not satisfied, but she didn't complain and just took a swig.
"I'm living under someone else's roof! It's better to let me cook a pot than to cook for myself. If the miko can make some spicy dishes, then Shrine will definitely be the perfect shelter."
Nian drank and complained.
Like a resentful woman.
But being beaten to the point of amnesia is too ridiculous. You can't find long-lasting memories. This is something everyone has. Memories are like paintings written in the sand, not reliable at all.
"Is this all your pretense?"
"Bullshit."
Emperor asked, Nian took another sip of potato vodka and admitted without any shame. The pungent taste made her stick out her tongue happily. Nian looked at the city-state, which was as loose as if it were built on sand. Everything was so out of place.
Potato vodka, I remember the year this thing appeared, how could I lose my memory?
Scared into amnesia?
Don't make me laugh.
The child from the Yan Kingdom, named Jingzhe, is quite interesting. The thunder and fire crackle, just enough to burn off a hair. If you play a few more times...
Will she go bald?
It's worth a try, and I'm excited again after a long time.
Lungmen is the territory of the Yan Kingdom and has an office, but Jingzhe doesn't like the atmosphere there very much. She wants to go back to the hotel she rented, but she has to go there because she has to report to work.
Nothing was discussed, and it didn't even look like a diplomatic conversation, but rather like a rejection.
If everything succeeds, Jingzhe will become a rising star in the Ministry of Justice and Ministry of Rites. She is also a young lady from a big clan, and her future will be limitless.
But Jingzhe failed, at least on the surface.
After reporting the work, an invisible and intangible guardian will not bring a sense of security to the Yan Kingdom, but this is not what Jingzhe cares about, and it will not affect the existing laws.
She sat down and ate Eighteen Provinces of Han China famous Cantonese cuisine, boiled in clear soup, and Lungmen famous shrimp dumplings.
She could feel the ubiquitous gaze. A failure would not make people come forward arrogantly to belittle themselves, but the cold and scrutinizing gaze would not stop.
What does it matter?
She ate in silence, the chewy shrimp meat jumping in her mouth. Lungmen wanted to dig an artificial river in the mobile city-state. If nothing else, even if she only ate fish and shrimp, she would have made her money back.
The air suddenly became hot. She turned around suddenly and bumped into a large flowery arm with distinctive features. Nian was standing behind Jingzhe before she realized it.
"Wuhu~"
Nian flicked her cheek lightly, and with a steady stream of crackling sounds, Jingzhe's hair became fluffy. Three-color lightning flashed between the hair tips, making Nian nod.
"It's awesome. The thunder and lightning in the middle of the hair can ignite with a slight click... Are you scared? You shouldn't be. Yan Kingdom people can't be afraid of me. You don't understand."
Crack~Crack~
The hair disappeared root by root.
Stop it, every legal worker has a hair, don't pull it out just for fun!
Boom!
The black and yellow giant sword fell from the sky, broke through the glass of the office building, and fell in front of Jingzhe. The strong wind caused by the crackling lightning became more violent and hit Nian's hand.
Nian took back her hand and looked at the sword with a frown. She could see that it was another of her kind, sadly killed and made into a weapon.
Unlike Jizo Mitama, the emotions contained in this sword are filled with resentment and sorrow, and there is no indication that it is voluntary at all.
"Is there really a god who was unwillingly hacked to death?"
I started to notice something was wrong.
Gods are very strange things. If they are not bent on death, then they are basically immortal unless they are forgotten.
There was a long silence.
Someone tried to sound the alarm, but no matter how hard they pressed, there was no response. Miss Nian knelt down and looked carefully, wagging her fingers to guide this group of humans who changed one at a time.
"So, never be afraid of the unknown. Why should you be afraid? Shouldn't you be excited?"
Nian taught lazily.
"Oh, I forgot, there are too many unknowns in this world for you, and it's normal to be afraid."
Nian tried to pull out the heavy sword. The manufacturing method was the same as Jizo Mitama, but the method was more crude. She could not understand the specific forging method. This was a naked humiliation to the god of forging and smelting.
"Here she comes."
The witch from Yae Shrine appeared at the door of the office, her face as deep as water. She walked in and did not dare to approach Xuanyuan Sword: "Look, if you come to me, you will let the immortal..."
Her words stopped abruptly and she turned to talking to herself in a thoughtful tone.
"No, Shangxian is not such a boring person. She protects this land and civilization itself. As for what stupid things the people on this land do, she doesn't care."
"What happened?"
Hoshino looked at Nian: "Did you feel it? Did you feel your own ignorance and shallowness? No, no, no, you didn't feel it at all, otherwise you wouldn't have such a shocked expression, and your hand wouldn't be on the sword, phew--"
She talked a lot and her emotions flowed very naturally.
Nian nodded and suddenly understood that the play had begun. He was recruited as an actor without knowing the script. It was such an exciting start.
"Oh... are you scared? There's no need to be scared, I know what I'm doing."
She stroked the terrifying heavy sword.
"No matter how complex the technology is, in the final analysis, it is just a few simple basic combinations. I don't know everything, but this is definitely within my scope of knowledge."
"Is it scary? Yes, it's very scary."