I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 585 is here: Be happy, my friend (Riwan·Third update)

"Have you ever heard of the legend about the Pomo Demon in your hometown?" Qin Yao looked directly into Tahara Hideki's eyes and asked seriously.

Tahara Hideki's heart suddenly pounded, and he said in disbelief: "Did you say that the monster that came here is a demon?!!"

"It seems you have heard of it." Qin Yao nodded slightly and said, "You should also know what kind of person the Pomo Demon will find, right?"

"No, it's impossible." Tahara Hideki shook his head wildly and shouted: "Absolutely impossible!"

Qin Yao: "If it's impossible, what are you afraid of?"

"That's nonsense." Tahara Hideki shouted, as if he was stimulated by something, he turned around and ran out of the house.

The middle-aged man who brought him here was a little surprised. This was the first time he saw Tahara Hideki acting so rude: "That... what is the Poji Demon?"

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ifies 魍.

Qin Yao poured some tea on the table, handwritten the three Chinese characters for "Po鲭魔", and said in a deep voice: "Legend has it that in a certain alien space, there is a spiritual world called 'Mountain', and in this spiritual world there is only one from From ancient times to the present, the combination of vengeful spirits formed by dead children is the Pomo Demon.

 The Poza Demon likes to lure children to the mountains. It also likes to kill parents who abuse their children in a cruel way and take their souls into the mountains. Now, do you understand why Hideki Tahara lost his composure? "

 Middle-aged man: “…”

 In his impression, Hideki Tahara has always been the spokesperson for a good father. It is hard to imagine that such a good father would abuse his children.

 “Aren’t you going to chase him?” Qin Yao asked after explaining clearly.

The middle-aged man woke up from a dream, shook his head and said: "He is not a child anymore, nothing will happen to him. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Nozaki Kazuhiro, you can call me Nozaki."

 “My name is Qin Yao.”

Nozaki: "To be honest, I am a freelance writer, and I am very interested in the spiritual world of the 'mountain' you mentioned and the Pole Demon. Do you have any other information about this?"

Qin Yao stared at him and said: "If you are interested in the Pomo Demon, it will easily attract its attention. Are you sure you want to know the relevant things?"

 Nozaki: “…”

　　He hesitated for a moment, but after all, his survival instinct defeated his curiosity. He smiled awkwardly, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll go chase Hideki."

 “Coward.” Seeing his hurried away figure, Makoto sneered.

Qin Yao knew that this was the filter of his ex-boyfriend. The Nozaki in Makoto's eyes was different from the Nozaki in his own eyes, so he simply remained silent.

 “How do you know so much?” At this time, Makoto turned her attention to him and asked curiously.

 Chin Yao: “Read more, read more newspapers, and think more.”

"That's it?"

"if not?"

  Makoto: “…”

“The demon you mentioned has already set his sights on Tahara Hideki, aren’t you going to take action?”

After a long time, Makoto decided not to dwell on this issue anymore. She was an idiot. How could an idiot know how to read a newspaper?

Qin Yao: "It's too cheap to rush to exorcise people. If he can withstand a wave of attacks and not die, I think he will come to us crying and shouting."

  Makoto: “…”

 Why make a good thing so complicated?

Is he a very vain guy who just likes others to beg him?

Thinking of this, Makoto's eyes gradually became strange.

“Why are you looking at me with such strange eyes?” Qin Yao frowned.

Makoto waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I'm just thinking about something."

"What's the matter?" This excuse was so perfunctory that Qin Yao couldn't help but ask.

 “It’s getting dark, I should go to work.” Makoto said.

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows: "Bar, nightclub, dance hall?"

Makoto: "I have them all. Wherever there is a need, I will be there."

Qin Yao: "Don't go."

 “Why don’t you support me?” Makoto sneered.

 “Are you short of money?” Qin Yao looked indifferent. “I’m not short of money, but I’m short of wine.”

Makoto suddenly felt lost and said: "For a person who is short of wine, is there anything more perfect than the profession of a bartender?"

 Chin Yao: “…”

 The night is hazy.

 The silver moon is like a plate.

 Tokyo, Shinjuku Ward.

 In a dimly lit bar.

Makoto, who put on light makeup and a punk outfit, was led by Snakehead to a booth. When he raised his head and saw the figure in the booth, he suddenly froze on the spot: "Why are you here?"

 “You look pretty cool.”

Qin Yao sat on the sofa in the middle of the booth and pointed at the clothes on Zhenqin's body.

 “Know?” the snakehead asked in a low voice.

Makoto nodded: "Brother Mingzai, go ahead and do your work. This is an acquaintance of mine."

Snakehead nodded slightly, smiled friendly at Qin Yao, turned around and blended into the crowd.

"You following me closely like this can easily cause me to misunderstand." Makoto took out a cigarette from his pocket, lowered his head and lit it with a lighter.

 Qin Yao stood up slowly, pulled out the cigarette from her mouth, and crushed it out with his hands. The orange flames flickered between his fingers: "What's wrong with learning? Just follow other people's smoking practices."

 “How can anyone in this line of work not smoke?” Makoto asked rhetorically.

Qin Yao threw the cigarette **** into the trash can and stuffed the drink list on the table into her arms: "Order what you want to drink. If you have enough, if you have enough, I will take you home."

 “You really want to support me.” Makoto smiled.

 Qin Yao rolled his eyes and ignored her.

Makoto knows very well that for this kind of guy, money is just a series of numbers, so he has no intention of saving money for it.

 After a while, she ordered a large table of drinks, sat on the sofa, stepped on the table with the soles of her feet, held a keg-like beer glass, and kept clinking glasses with Qin Yao.

Qin Yao refused to accept anyone who came, drank with her until she had the best of her, and finally walked down the street with the drunk **** his shoulders.

Being blown by the night wind, Zhenqin shuddered, and immediately vomited on Qin Yao's back, until the sky was dark and tears flowed down his face.

Qin Yao carried her to a brightly lit bridge, walked on the pedestrian path higher than the motor vehicle bridge, stopped slowly, and gently placed his feet on the ground in front of his thighs.

Makoto bowed his body, put his hands on his knees, panted heavily, raised his head slightly, and looked ahead at the figure shielding himself from the cold wind in the dim light: "Don't you think I'm terrible? I'm stupid, Stupid, sloppy, and doesn’t even care about himself.”

Qin Yao: "Does this kind of life make you happy?"

"What?"

"Life is not just the state of your sister." Qin Yao said softly, looking at the river shrouded in darkness.

Makoto was stunned. After a long time, he reached out and rubbed his messy hair. At this moment, he finally opened his long-dusted mind: "My sister has been the best since she was a child. Whether it is studying or psychic.

 I envy everything about her, but I can only live under her light. I also wanted to fight against the evil spirits, but I could only exchange for a tiny bit of spiritual power at the cost of hurting myself.

 Compared with her, I am like a bit of dust, useless...dust! "

Qin Yao: "In this world, you are the heroine!"

Makoto: "What? You know, I'm stupid and can't understand too deeply."

  “I mean, in your world, you are the only protagonist.”

Qin Yao said seriously: "No matter how dazzling Qinzi's light is, she is just a role in your life, a role called sister.

There is no need to compare with her, and there is no need to be discouraged if you cannot compare with her. Just like there are no two identical leaves in the world, there is only one Zhenqin in the world! "

 (End of this chapter)