I Was Reborn in Japan, and Opened the Unparalleled in the Supernatural Drama

He was able to judge that it was not magic, nor was it an illusion, but an extremely ingenious technique of exerting force, and Kume Nanxing called it "fajin".

"Ah! That's right, I'm Kume, don't call me Mr. What, it sounds weird."

This strange middle-aged man yawned, with a rather lazy expression and a pair of serious dark circles on his face.

"By the way, have you had lunch? If not, I'll treat you..."

"Ok."

"Also, I couldn't help drinking that bottle of shochu for a while, you can buy another bottle later!"

"Oh!"

Fang Jing responded, and he looked down at the empty bottle on the ground, wondering in his heart, he didn't even see when the other party was drinking, but the bottle was indeed empty.

(That is to say... this senior Kume drank the whole bottle of wine while running. I chased him for a long time, but he still didn't show his full strength. This is really...)

Fang Jing gasped for air, but his heart was burning hot. He knew that he had finally found the right person, and Jiumi Nanxing was really an unfathomable "master".

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After selling another bottle of wine, Fang Jing was led to lunch by Kumi Nanxing.

Hearing what Kume Nanxing said, he thought he would be taken to a place like an izakaya, but who knew that Kume Nanxing led him to the bridge pier on the river bank.

"Yo! Isn't this Kume?"

Several homeless men squatting under the bridge greeted Kume Nanxing eagerly.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't have any harvest today, I just brought a bottle and spilled it."

"Haha, what did you say, wine is the best."

"You came just in time, today is just the right time to have a small banquet"

The homeless people under the pier are a group of people, and you can tell the difference between them and ordinary people just by looking at their clothes.

Some had long hair, some had neat hair, some had beards, and some had smooth faces that seemed to take care of themselves.

Haggard faces and sunken cheeks are the most notable features of this group of people.

Fang Jing looked around and saw some garbage piled up under the pier, a few cardboard boxes and tents.

Homeless people also have some skills to make a living on their own, mostly by taking part in manual labor for daily wages, or collecting recyclable garbage.

Chapter 96 Apple

　　"How strange! Kume."

A scruffy-faced homeless man in an unseasonably thick overcoat smiled and said, "You brought guests today?"

"Yes, the kid my friend entrusted me to take care of."

Mi Jiu grinned, raised the square mirror and found a place to sit down.

The vagrants gathered around a simple alcohol stove, and a broken pot was placed on the fire, which gave off a strange smell.

Here are the food collected by the homeless. If they have money, they will also buy discounted bento at the convenience store, but sometimes they will try to cook something by themselves.

Fang Jing didn't know what was in the pot, but he confirmed that this thing could be compared with dark cooking, and there was no lack of food picked up from the trash can.

"There are a lot of good things in the trash can at the back door of the restaurant on the commercial street, but you can only get them if you have a good relationship with the store..."

A disheveled homeless man in a dirty bathrobe bared his white teeth and said with a smile.

"Fried chicken nuggets, salt-baked salmon, pasta, and uneatable food are all thrown out in whole plates to prevent spoilage..."

The bathrobe on his body couldn't tell its original color because of the filth all over his body. There were sweat spots and grease stains on the cloth surface, as if they had penetrated into the fibers, giving off a black color.

Kume Nanxing told him that the name of this homeless man is "Xie", and this Mr. Xie is holding an iron spoon and stirring the dark dishes in the pot.

Mr. Xi Jiang planned to dig a spoonful for him, but Fang Jing refused. Instead of attending the small banquet held by Kume Nanxing and others, he sat aside, holding a paper cup in his hand, which contained the wine he had bought.

One thing that surprised him was that a strange person like Jiumi Nanxing would be with a group of homeless people. It seemed that this really echoed the saying "Small herds in the wild, great herds in the city".

"Teacher, you are here... Dad asked me to bring you some snacks."

A girl in sportswear was standing on the bank of the river, carrying a bag of things in her hand, and moving under the bridge pier.

"Adorn a horse."

Fang Jing saw sharply that he was an acquaintance.

"Why are you here."

She walked halfway, met Fang Jing's eyes, stopped suddenly, turned around, and started to turn around and leave quickly on the river bank. ζ reference ↑ Ba ↑ read ↑ book ζ

"Come back, horse!"

Jiumi Nanxing yelled, Zhu Ma Yao had no choice but to walk backwards to the bridge and put down the plastic bag on his hand.

"Okay, teacher, I can go back."

She smiled and was about to walk away.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave when you come."