I'm a ghost story witch in Tokyo

Chapter 142 4. Inheritance

"No, I'll keep it for you and Miss Feng Buyue. I've finished what I can say, is there anything else I want to ask?"

Fujiyong picked up the knife and fork to cut other ingredients, and didn't care about Ruiji's reward at all.There are plenty of potions at home, and taking her things will easily bring back unpleasant memories.

Potions for nourishing the body are easy to generate imagination, sometimes absurd, sometimes vulgar.Extending from the second imagination, a picture of Rui Ji and Feng Buyue entangled with each other unconsciously appeared in his mind.

She absolutely does not want this to happen.Since you want to escape, you should escape completely.

It has ended.

"There is one last question, which is very critical."

The hand holding the knife is raised high.

"Can all the witches who are active in the competition venue be the object of negotiation? Do tourist witches who don't live in the local area count as tourists?"

"Calculate."

"One more thing. I borrowed supplies from the tourist witches. Is it considered a violation?"

"Not counting."

"Do I know them?"

"There is no relevant entry that stipulates that participating witches cannot know the witches who provide supplies. Memorize the competition rules and the three elements I told you. Next, let's look at the good fortune."

Fujinaga finished speaking at once, showing a tired expression, appetite replaced another restless desire, and ten of the twenty dishes entered her stomach.

The dinner ended in an unpleasant and unsentimental atmosphere, and both witches were absent-minded.After staying up until nine o'clock in the evening, Rui Ji couldn't bear the awkward situation of seeing each other, so he left first, even forgetting to wash his hands.

After sending Rui Ji away, Fujinaga closed the door, drew the curtains, opened the "Witch's Travel Notes" on the shelf, and turned to the page with the bookmark.Two consecutive pages of live-action illustrations depicting a truly peaceful world free from worries.

To get there from Japan, you have to fly 8600 kilometers in a straight line, which is roughly equal to two-thirds of the diameter of the earth.It is impossible to fly a distance of more than 8000 kilometers continuously on a broomstick. You need to find multiple footholds to rest and give the broom time to recharge.If you take a vehicle, you will definitely leave a ticket purchase record, unless you hitchhike.

"it's time……"

She put down the travel magazine and pressed a button on the bedside table.Accompanied by the crisp sound of mechanical units and gears running, the floor tiles separated, and a metal sand table with a size of more than ten square meters appeared.The metal sand table is a three-dimensional world map, and the landmark buildings of each country are presented in a reduced scale for easy identification.

The original intention of creating a sand table was to learn geography and deepen her understanding of the world. Fujinaga never thought that one day she would use it to designate an escape plan to prepare for escaping from a world that suffocates her.

"Avoid locations with surveillance cameras in the first place."

Fujinaga used the marking potion to mark the map, and the paper map making equipment next to it operated synchronously.

The map is an indispensable item in the escape plan, and I dare not use electronic equipment, and I will be tracked by the family.The expenses on the road are all in cash, credit card and other online payments are all passed, and things that leave traces are not done.She doesn't have much cash on her body, so she exchanges a small portion of her electronic assets into cash every day, and saves for half a month, and the accumulated money is enough for her to spend for a while.

Find a job as soon as you settle down, and think about your studies later.

"There's always a way."

The hand holding the marked potion was trembling, Fujinaga opened a new bottle of Dream Potion stock solution, omitted the dilution steps, and drank it like drinking wine.A sweet and viscous potion that tastes like concentrated maple syrup and gets fatter the more you drink it.

She doesn't care about the taste of the potion, but about its efficacy.The diluted potion was less effective, and the dream didn't last until the next morning.Drink an entire bottle and be soaked in pleasure all night long.

The witch turned off the lights and went to bed, enjoying her sweet dreams.

……

Another witch escaped back to the shrine and locked herself in a room.The sly black cat rolled over at her feet, claws out.

"Hey, brat, it's time to bring the magic power you promised me."

"Ah... magic power?"

"I promised to mend the magic tonight this afternoon, how dare you forget it, and don't take my big strange talk in your eyes?"

"Yeah, I really forgot."

Rui Ji was embarrassed to admit that she was recalling, recalling the naked body of Miss Fujinaga.The experience before dinner was too shocking, and the pictures kept pouring into my mind on the way home, and I couldn't restrain it by willpower.

The meditation spell is useless in the face of the temptation of beauty. Fujinaga approaches her. The scorching body temperature melts reason and evaporates the bottom line of morality. She almost makes a mistake.

The composure at that time was all feigned. Afterwards, I found that I had crooked thoughts, but not many.

Sanriyue changed back into a human form and put on the old clothes at home.She is tall, and Rui Ji and Jingliu's clothes are small in size, and the one left by her father's mother fits just right.

Even if the person is gone, Jingliu is not willing to dispose of her mother's things. She puts them in the same place as before, cleans and dries them regularly with magic care, and the hygiene of the room has not been compromised.

The paternal mother doesn't like to wear skirts, and the wardrobe is full of slacks and T-shirts, and I can't find any clothes with a large exposed area.Sanriyue is very satisfied with the clothes of the former master, and wearing samurai armor consumes more magic reserves. She can last three days longer without wearing armor, saving magic to deal with ghosts.

Putting on casual clothes, no one could tell that she was a famous ghost story in the Warring States Period, but she looked like an ordinary young witch in contemporary Tokyo—a particularly good-looking young witch.

"Why, are you moved by the eldest lady? Don't forget that I was there at that time, lying on the knife rest, and I can clearly see what happened to you two."

A certain strange talk is not too big a deal to watch the excitement, and it is crazy.

"I almost ran to your ear to encourage you to go up, that's all."

Sanriyue compared the length of 0.5 cm between her thumb and index finger, and said with emotion: "It's so similar, you two are too similar..."

Rui Ji placed the palm of her right hand behind the back of Sanriyue to convey magic power, and patted her shoulder with her left hand.

"What is too similar? Tell me clearly, don't make riddles."

"You are so similar to your father's mother. She was also a piece of wood back then, and she missed at least twenty witches. She couldn't speak and scared away a dozen of them. It's not like she refused to strike up a conversation. I was hung on the wall and waist by her." Now, I am honored to witness that what happened while I was away has not been counted. The daughter born of wood is also wood, and you are in the same line."

"Dozens of witches... Mom, is she so popular?"

"You inherited the good looks of your paternal mother, but you didn't inherit the flirtatious skills of your matriarchal mother. It's a real meal with a wave of operations. Such a good opportunity, anyway, post it for me, you are really useless. Great witch Oda Nobunaga When you were your age, there were already groups of wives and concubines around you."

Sanriyue also regretted it.She should be a head unit to make some progress for the stupid master and the little girl named Fujinaga.

The topic of love makes Rui Ji feel inexplicably irritable.The residual heat that had just dissipated was revived, and drinking cold water didn't help, and it might have to be physically cooled.There is a waterfall in the backyard alcove, where physical cooling works well.

The place where the monster wakes up, the place where the dream begins.

"If you want magic power, be quiet. There are a lot of conversations tonight, and it's disturbing me."

As if to move her palm away, San Riyue couldn't resist the temptation of magic power and was defeated, she kept silent.

She needs a lot of magic power. Without magic power, she is like a smoking witch quitting smoking. The withdrawal reaction is so uncomfortable that there are bugs crawling all over her body.Although the two witches engage in dual cultivation, the magic power generated by the harmony of yin and yang is more pure and rich, and it is not good for her to annoy the master.

May she be single for the rest of her life, Sanriyue thought.

……

After completing the magic power transfer once every three days, Rui Ji drove Sanriyue out of the room and went for a walk in the backyard alone.

The white torii stands quietly on the dividing line between the world and the narrow space. She stepped over the torii, and her body felt weightless.There is the sound of water in the quiet courtyard, and a waterfall with no source falls from the sky, like a piece of silver cloth that can flow.

He only wears a white bathrobe. The white bathrobe is specially prepared for waterfall practice, which represents holiness and flawlessness, and no distracting thoughts.

Witches are no different from ordinary people when they are troubled. Every witch will encounter a day when she is troubled by her feelings.

"What does Fujiyong think? What do I think about her...?"

The question is two-way, and the most critical answer is hidden in the center of the fog.Stretching out his hand, he caught the cold waterfall water, and his hot body was hit by the water waves, floating back and forth.

She was fighting against the glamorous picture, letting the waterfall pour down from her head, drenching her bathrobe, and every inch of her body was surrounded by water.

"Hands... haven't washed your hands yet."

He rubbed his hands repeatedly in the water, as if doing so could wash away the torment of scratching his heart.

Consciousness is shaken, more flustered than touching the unknowable in the indescribable world.The scene shown by Fujinaga can also be classified into the category of "indescribable". The witch cannot be recognized, defined, observed, or described on certain levels, and is endowed with "New Era Cthulhu" reputation.

The things that Rui Ji touched tonight were also very abstract, meeting the above four elements.

"Forget it, I want to study... yes, study."

Begin to recall the basic formulas of alchemy.Studying and working are the best ways to escape the troubles of life, suitable for witches of any age and any profession.

"Element theory, everything in the world is composed of four elements, namely air, water, earth, and fire. Each of these elements represents the combination of two of the four basic characteristics, dryness, wetness, cold, and heat. Earth= Dryness + coldness, water = dampness + coldness, air = dampness + heat, fire = dryness + heat. The basic steps are understanding, decomposition, and finally reconstruction..."

"Adding a little emerald stone fragments to the crucible can stabilize the properties of the potion..."

The alchemy model replaces the picture of Fujinaga's body, and the serious academic knowledge has a miraculous effect, which quickly cools the overloaded brain and fills it with complex Arabic characters.

She recited the sentences in the book over and over again to deepen her memory until dawn the next day.Sanriyue stood outside the waterfall, watching Rui Ji's deceitful behavior, and smiled helplessly.

"This little devil is hopeless. I still haven't suffered enough, and I almost practiced. How about..."

Sanriyue had a flash of inspiration.

Why can't you persuade the idiot master to hunt and kill ghost stories to improve his strength?It can not only forget the troubles but also harvest the magic power, killing two birds with one stone.

(End of this chapter)