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Whether there are ghosts in this world has always been considered an idealistic question.

But now it seems not so idealistic anymore.

The world is big, it is normal to have some strange people, and it is also normal to have some things that are beyond our cognition.

After leaving the well that was sealed with cement, tied up, and suppressed by spells, the three of them wandered aimlessly in the Fujiwara ancestral home.

"The Yin-Yang Eyes, or the Geomancy Technique?"

Ok.

Boss Jiang is indeed curious as well.

Before today, and even when he visited the Yasukuni Shrine yesterday, he was a little skeptical when the other party claimed to have set up some kind of formation, thinking it was a trick, but after experiencing the scene just now... facts speak louder than words.

The Taoist sister's ability is much more than just a top-notch fighter.

The opponent is a Taoist disciple, and the factory settings are not for fighting at all.

"You want to learn?"

Duanmu Liuli asked instead without answering.

Jiang Chen shook his head decisively without even thinking.

Seeing that he refused, even the Martial Saint was worried for him. This was a great supernatural power. Not to mention anything else, he didn't know how explosive the effect would be if he used it to show off.

"Sister Liuli, I'll learn."

He couldn't wait and raised his hand immediately.

Duanmu Liuli looked at him and shook her head.

Wu Sheng looked frustrated, "Sister, why can't I do this?"

Jiang Chen chuckled, "Your sister Liuli is trying to protect you. Do you think you are really ready?"

ready?

The Martial Saint looked bewildered.

"Can you accept that there are more than just people in this world? Once you learn, ghosts won't be invisible just because you want to."

After hearing this, Wu Sheng was finally awakened, and his enthusiasm and ambition instantly faded away like a tide.

Superficial.

Brother Jiang Chen has to be the one who thinks things through.

This magical power is indeed powerful, but for normal people, the side effects are also quite severe.

Just imagine.

One day, I wanted to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, but when I opened my eyes, I found a ghost standing blocking the bathroom door. Should I go or not?
Do I still need to greet people politely and ask them to give way?
It is easy to "raise the latitude", but it is very difficult to actively lower it after raising the latitude.

The Martial Saint realized in a moment that he did not have the psychological quality to do so, and then smiled awkwardly.

"Haha, I was just kidding."

After saying this, the way he looked at Sister Liuli changed. In addition to admiration, there was also a hint of... sympathy.

It is said that the world looks different to everyone.

Think about it this way.

How "wonderful" is Sister Liuli's world?
"Sister Liuli, can ghosts harm people? Is it a mental attack or a physical attack?"

It shouldn't be a big deal to ask this kind of question.

Now he finally understood why Sister Liuli didn't like to talk much.

Anyone who sees strange creatures around them with tongues dragging on the ground, no heads, or with disheveled hair and walking in a wiggly manner would probably become silent. Not being depressed is already a sign of mental strength.

"If ghosts can harm people, do you think there are still bad people in the world? That means every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh.

indeed.

If ghosts have the ability to harm people, then people who die tragically will turn into evil ghosts after death and will definitely not let go of the people who harmed them. Wouldn't that realize the cycle of cause and effect in Buddhism?
But the reality is there for all to see.

Although Jiang Chen did not have the ability to see ghosts and spirits, he could see that unscrupulous atrocities continued to occur continuously and that the most heinous criminals were at large.

Is it possible to infer it indirectly?

Humans are always stronger than ghosts.

Or is it that evil ghosts are never as scary as evil people?
"Brother, if ghosts can't harm people, then what's the matter with the well? The Japanese tried every means to seal the well. Aren't they afraid?"

The Martial Saint quickly refuted.

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Because most of the time people are not afraid of ghosts, but their own inner demons."

The Martial Saint was silent.

Duanmu Liuli glanced at Boss Jiang, who had a calm demeanor, and also remained silent.

"Mr. Jiang."

It was that familiar, sweet child's voice again.

I saw the Du Zhe brothers and sisters crossing the arch bridge and walking towards me.

Jiang Chen and others took the opportunity to change the subject.

Although the Japanese always like to come up with some abstract and bizarre things, it is still a bit inappropriate to discuss the topic of ghosts and gods in a high-profile manner.

Especially when someone is having a funeral.

It's this ugly guy again.

Wu Sheng felt disgusted, but did not lose his manners. He forced a smile and focused his gaze more on the little girl.

He was certain.

These two people are definitely not biological siblings, otherwise the difference in their appearance would not be so huge.

"I didn't see the prince and princess when I came out just now. I thought they had gone back."

As the two sides approached, Jiang Chen stopped.

Watari Tetsuya looked down at his sister who was holding his hand, "It's rare for Mei and I to leave the palace, especially Mei, and grandfather has ordered us to send off the head of the Fujiwara clan on behalf of the royal family."

Jiang Chen nodded, and then pointed to the southeast, "Princess, there are a lot of butterflies over there."

Mei, who had baby fat, looked surprised, as if she had not expected that the other party actually remembered that she liked butterflies. Then she did something that was unexpected.

She looked up at Jiang Chen, and then said sincerely, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Thank you.

The sudden thanks caught the adults off guard.

It's just a reminder that there are butterflies over there. Is it necessary to express such a formal gratitude for such a trivial kindness?

Wu Sheng was also surprised.

Of course, he didn't understand the internal ecology of the Japanese royal family, nor did he understand the growth environment of this little girl, who was a princess. He just felt that this girl was a little too polite.

I have to admit that, putting aside the prejudice against the Japanese, this little girl, who is probably just in elementary school, is more well-educated than many adults.

Wu Sheng was an angry young man, but not an extreme one. For example, he had great respect for those selfless "teachers". At this moment, he also developed a bit of affection for this unique devil princess.

"Martial Saint."

Jiang Chen suddenly said.

"what?"

"You know the location, take Princess Mei there."

Wu Sheng was caught off guard and hesitated for a moment, then looked at the dignified and polite little girl who was looking at him, and finally did not refuse.

"Oh."

He nodded.

Mei then looked up at Tetsuya Watari, no doubt asking if it was okay.

Watari Tetsuya nodded with a smile and let go of his hand, "Go ahead."

"Let's go."

The Martial Saint spoke.

After getting her brother's consent, Mei took a step forward and followed Wusheng away. The two children who did not look like children gradually walked away.

There was no need to worry about safety in the Fujiwara family's ancestral home. There was no well that was sealed so tightly that there were always people guarding it.

"Your name is Mei?"

After walking a distance away from the adults, Wu Sheng asked them, perhaps because of the influence of ghosts and gods, he was more serious than when they went to the mourning hall together before.

"Yes, brother."

Mei answered immediately, without any of the nobility and arrogance of royal blood. Wu Sheng grinned for no reason. He knew that the other party's ancestors had committed heinous crimes, but he really couldn't hate him, and he didn't even have the intention to tease him.

One has to admit that Jiang Chen is courageous enough to hand Mei over to Wu Sheng alone, and he is not worried that Wu Sheng will do something that will harm the bilateral relationship.

Maybe he understood the true character of the Martial Saint, and also understood the character of this little Japanese princess.

"How did you and Brother Jiang Chen know each other?"

After calming down, Wu Sheng started talking. If it were someone else, they would probably be nervous when they met a real "princess" for the first time, instead of the kind who worked as a hostess in a club, but this guy said he had no pressure at all.

"Because of my teacher."

"teacher?"

This time, the Martial Saint did not have any wild thoughts.

"Yes, Mr. Kaoru Koda."

Mei nodded and said, "Brother should have seen it."

"I have seen?"

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Wu Sheng was puzzled, but he didn't ask any more questions. Then he suddenly realized, "How come you speak Chinese so well?"

"Teacher Kaoru Koda taught me. Teacher Kaoru Koda stayed in Shenzhou for a while and told me many stories about Shenzhou. If I have the chance, I would also like to go to Shenzhou to take a look like Teacher Kaoru Koda."

No matter how stupid the Martial Saint was, he knew that as a member of the royal family he would never leave his country casually. When ordinary people go abroad it is called traveling, but when the royal family goes abroad it is called a visit.

But unlike ordinary teenagers, he did not spoil the fun.

"There will be a chance."

He grinned and said, "I'll be your tour guide then."

It was just a casual remark.

Is there any chance for us to meet?

Mei turned her head and saw the boy's hearty smile and a mouthful of shiny white teeth.

"What's your brother's name?"

Yes.

I haven't introduced myself yet.

"My name is Wu Sheng. Wu in Wu Sheng, Sheng in Wu Sheng!"

The Martial Saint held his head high and chest puffed out, patting his suit chest with great enthusiasm, and he couldn't suppress his boastful nature.

"In Shenzhou, with me protecting you, no one dares to bully you!"

"Brother is awesome."

I have to admit that Japanese girls have been good at praising others since they were young.

The martial saint became even more ambitious and even forgot their identities and grabbed the little Japanese princess's hand.

"Come on, I'll take you to see the butterflies!"

This way, sir.

The atmosphere is also harmonious.

The two sides stood by the arch bridge, and even though they were not talking and laughing, the communication was pleasant and harmonious.

"Miss Duanmu is probably the most beautiful Shenzhou woman I have ever seen."

Du Zhe also looked at Duanmu Liuli, who didn't dress up at all, and praised her.

"That may be because Your Highness has not met enough Shenzhou women."

Jiang Chen responded on his behalf, expressing modesty as a matter of course.

Du Zhe also shook his head, and then threw a difficult question to Jiang Chen, "Don't you think so, Mr. Jiang?"

What kind of person is Boss Jiang? Questions like "If your mother and I fell into the river at the same time, who should I save first" have been asked countless times by Chinese men since childhood.

"There is an old saying in China that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. There is no absolute definition of aesthetics. If you really want to know who is the most beautiful woman, it must be the one you love."

Tsk.

Take a look.

What is Taoism.

It can be excerpted into textbooks and circulated.

Du Zhe was also surprised, probably because he didn't expect the other party to give such a perfect response in such a short time. Then he nodded, looking like he agreed deeply.

"Mr. Jiang is right. Different people have different tastes. No one can own a garden in the whole world, but the flowerpot on everyone's windowsill is the most beautiful one in the world."

Ancient words.

Walk with the wise.

This is not.

His Royal Highness the Prince's vision was also opened up.

Then, he said, "I hope Mr. Jiang can attend Zheye and Li Ji's wedding in the future."

Jiang Chen's expression remained calm and he said nothing.

"Of course. Even if His Royal Highness doesn't invite me, I will take the initiative to come to your house and ask for a glass of wedding wine to share in the festive atmosphere."

"How could that be? Both Li Ji and I regard Mr. Jiang as the most important guest. Mr. Jiang will definitely receive the first batch of invitations when the time comes."

"Your Highness, Mr. Jiang."

A gentle call floated across the arch bridge.

If Duanmu Liuli was the most beautiful Chinese woman that Prince Duzhe had ever seen, then the woman walking slowly from the other end of the arch bridge was undoubtedly the most beautiful Japanese woman that Jiang Chen had ever seen.

Even a simple black dress cannot affect her outstanding grace, and it even exudes a different kind of charm.

The mourning ceremony must be far from over, why did she run out?

But yes.

According to Japanese tradition, daughters have a very low status. Maybe Fujiwara no Takuno went to the mourning hall, and Mrs. Fujiwara was also there.

"I was just discussing you with Mr. Jiang."

Watari Zhe also turned around and looked at his approaching fiancée with a gentle look on his face.

If Wu Song did this, it would surely make people intoxicated and blush, but if Wu Dalang did it...

Fortunately, the Martial Saint has left and is not here, otherwise I would really not be able to help but vomit on the spot.

"Oh, really? What did you say about me?"

"I said that when we have our wedding, we will definitely invite Mr. Jiang first."

Hearing this, Fujiwara Reiki looked at someone.

The other person looked normal and even smiled.

"Of course. By the way, General Bonnie is looking for His Highness."

The commander of the U.S. military in Japan is a very important figure, and the same is true for the Japanese royal family.

Du Zhe did not dare to neglect and immediately apologized to Jiang Chen, "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I have to excuse myself for a moment."

"I'll entertain Mr. Jiang."

Fujiwara Reiki continued.

They are indeed an engaged couple, they work together very well.

Watari Tetsuya nodded calmly, asked Fujiwara Reiki for the location, and left alone.

Fujiwara Reiji didn't say anything. She just watched Du Zheya walk away. Then she looked away and the first person she looked at was Duanmu Liuli.

"Miss Duanmu, I am really rude. If my subordinates have offended me, please bear with me. Li Ji will definitely punish them severely."

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder he ran out of the mourning hall in such a hurry.

"We are the ones who are rude. We went to the forbidden area of ​​the nobles. I hope you can forgive us."

In front of Duanmu Liuli, someone strictly observes propriety, but apart from the sense of distance, there is an intriguing deep meaning in his tone.

Fujiwara Reiji seemed not to have heard it. She glanced at someone and then her gaze returned to Duanmu Liuli. She did not feel guilty or panic. She changed from the sorrowful expression in the mourning hall and even the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"How did Miss Duanmu get there?"

Duanmu Liuli was as aloof as ever. She didn't even explain to Jiang Chen and Wu Sheng, so how could she reveal her Taoist magical powers to an outsider?

Fujiwara Reiji didn't mind and smiled.

"Looking for dragons and gold by looking at the winding mountain?" (End of this chapter)